Stake Your Claim

Independent Semi Selective Canon Divergent Multi Ship/Verse Touken Ranbu Sengoku BASARA Samurai Love Ballad: Party Portrayed by Switch Make sure to read Rules/About Before Following or Interacting.

[bravehope]

sengokusumeragi‌:

The sound of that adorable nickname his master had blessed him with pulled an even brighter smile from the tachi. And then, his dear master was dashing across the floor, leaving bits of clothing behind, oh dear– 

A soft, breathless chuckle left him after the impact, his arms automatically coming up and around the other’s shoulders to hug him protectively close.

 “Mm. I’m home, Yuuki-sama.” One hand ventured from those slender shoulders to try and coax his master to look up at him, meet his single golden eye that was so full of warmth. 

“I’m sorry I made you wait so long, but I’m really here, this time. I promise.”

He didn’t want to let go – would Shokudaikiri disappear if he released his grip and looked up? But he could feel his warmth, could smell him, even hear his voice…

At that last sentence, after a little shiver, Yuuki gathered his courage and, blinking away the tears gathering in his eyes, he looked up. A knot was in his throat, words stuck there dying before he could clear his thoughts to form them into coherence. In response to the gentle coaxing, eventually he does look up, cheeks dusted in pink and mouth turning into a bright smile.

“I missed you. I am so glad you are back.” Please, never leave again…

[sengokusumeragi]

It took such coaxing to get his master to look up at him, but when he finally succeeds, he’s met with the most lovely smile. His own face burned faintly at the sight, the aching warmth in his heart growing almost too much to bear all of a sudden. 

“It’s good to be back, Yuuki-sama... It’s so good to see your face again, and hear you call for me.” 

His gloved fingers were gentle as they stroked over the saniwa’s cheek, treating him with the gentleness one might show to priceless porcelain. “...Was I a bad sword? Will you punish me by ordering me to not leave your side?” 

That was something he desperately wished for, truly. 

[we-devilish-few]

@sengokusumeragi

At that time, an anchors’ metaled hide shielded a defeated king from the fist of a former friend. Breaths ragged, bodies marred from their own share of cruel and merciless battles - all leading up to this final bout. The pirate forced victor back with a boiling aggression and a growl that proclaimed him a fraud. Not once would he allow the tyrant nearer to his general, planted firm - pierced and nailed there to the ground by his very word. 

And there he dare not stray

   -  with the gashes, cuts and violent bites left by the jilted dark kings sword, Ieyasu would be a right fool to think he could hold his own for long against an ogre with a misplaced rage and sound determination to keep him well at arms length from his prior opponent. 

Tadakatsu Honda would be his rescuer, and the pirate would not give chase - only call to him a warning, that their business was not yet done. 

And now, he watched over Mitsunari in his recovery, only not behind the walls of that ever familiar castle. Instead, they’d take shelter in Motochika’s rebuilt stronghold in Shikoku. He sat near his commander as he rested, gaze turned towards the open engawa veranda. The air seemed still, the skies clouded. He couldn’t recalled how long he had been today, nor could he say when it was he had lightly placed a hand over top Mitsunari’s. 

“Oi…” His voice was quiet, a bit distant and certainly expecting no reply. “…do not rest for too much longer. Some may begin to… worry…”

[sengokusumeragi]

It had all been going so well...

Until that one blow had landed just right, the the terrible cracking of his armor accompanying the terrible, searing pain shooting through his arm, making the grip on his oodachi loosen, easily knocked aside. The path of his righteous, furious justice was stopped, leaving no more than another scratch. The volley of blows that came next hurt like little else ever had, and by the time he staggered and fell, his breathing felt painful and wet. 

There was... Someone standing above him... Shielding him from that wretched man who he had once been so foolish as to call his friend... That voice, the slithering clink of a metal chain... His vision was swimming, and the Dark King could not find the strength to pull himself together yet again. Hideyoshi-sama... He had failed... Failed Hideyoshi-sama... 

As his vision fade to black, the despair in his heart seemed to choke him into silence, but even death was not enough to relieve his pain... 

Everything hurt, especially whatever faint light was coming to stab his eyes as they slowly cracked open. But... He felt... Warm. In so much pain, but he was warm, especially his hand... As his senses returned one by one, his gaze dragged to where his hand lay, bandaged and unable to move. He could barely feel it, couldn’t get it to move, but he could feel the warmth coming from the large, rough hand covering it like a blanket. His eyes slowly traveled up that arm, catching purple along the way, all the way up until... 

That. That was his pirate... Were they both dead after all? His lips cracked, and the sound of his own voice, no matter how faint, surprised them both. 

“...Moto..chika...?”

[sengokusumeragi]

@bravehope || Starter Call!

“You seem downtrodden, Yuuki-sama… Surely, you were not missing little ol’ me, were you? Surely I didn’t have my dear master worried?” 

The tachi’s grin grew as his master turned to see him, safe and unharmed, returned from his long time away. A laugh bubbled from his throat as he dangled the unused omamori out proudly. See? he was all better, home, and he didn’t even use his protective charm! 

“…I would be a very bad sword indeed, if I had my master all worried~”

[bravehope]

When the first notes of that familiar, warm voice he had not heard in a long time reached him, the young man froze, as his eyes widened in utter disbelief. Moving slowly – as if doing any sudden move might scare whoever was there, might cause the illusion to burst… because it was an illusion, wasn’t it? – Yuuki turned around, abandoning anything and everything that was on his desk.

“Sho…” The nickname slipped past his lips in a whisper, without him realizing it. He was there… was he? It was really Shokudaikiri…? It was too good, too unexpected, too sudden, to be true. Shokudaikiri was there, Mitsutada had returned.

Then, as if something had snapped inside him, the sage stood up. Ignoring how the outer robe draped over his shoulder fell to the ground, leaving the piece of clothing on the tatami mats, Yuuki rushed across the room, throwing himself against the warrior and tightly hugging him. A deep inhale against the touken danshi’s chest allowed him to pick up the familiar, long lost smell, and a smile pulled at his lips.

“Okaeri nasai, Sho-chan.”

[sengokusumeragi]

The sound of that adorable nickname his master had blessed him with pulled an even brighter smile from the tachi. And then, his dear master was dashing across the floor, leaving bits of clothing behind, oh dear-- 

A soft, breathless chuckle left him after the impact, his arms automatically coming up and around the other’s shoulders to hug him protectively close.

 “Mm. I’m home, Yuuki-sama.” One hand ventured from those slender shoulders to try and coax his master to look up at him, meet his single golden eye that was so full of warmth. 

“I’m sorry I made you wait so long, but I’m really here, this time. I promise.”

[kougetsuin]

@sengokusumeragi

  “ I couldn’t sleep last night, you know. ” A deep inhale precedes a concerned expression. “ I thought about battle too much. I can’t sleep when I think about it. ”

  She lets out an audible sigh. “ Maybe I’m worrying too much about something that can’t be changed. ”

[sengokusumeragi]

“Do you doubt us, lass? Our ability to fight? Our loyalty to your husband?” 

The pirate gazed at her with a gentle concern that was at odds with his usual demeanor. He understood how it felt to wait behind and worry; he had been forced to do so long, long ago. 

“Or maybe... Is it him you worry for, more than anything else?”

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[sengokusumeragi]

@jardimdeglicinias (for Naomasa) || Starter Call! 

“What do you mean I’m being improper? You’re such a spoilsport.” 

His expression was half confused but all disappointed that the other had told him no. Sengo sighed hard enough to stir his bangs with the exhale before his face settled into an indignant pout. He had thought that the gunsen might be at least a little fun, but she was such a stickler for rules, it seemed. She wouldn’t even allow him to badmouth his former master, a favorite pastime of his. 

This was decidedly no fun. 

[sengokusumeragi]

@habouki (for Ieyasu) || Starter Call! 

“Oi. Where are you running off to at this hour?” 

An armored hand caught the hood of the other general’s obnoxiously bright jacket as Ieyasu passed him in the halls of Osaka castle. The look in those olive green eyes was between actual curiosity and the ever present annoyance of dealing with his sunny counterpart. 

“You’re not daring to go out and make a fool of yourself with the common folk, are you? Hideyoshi-sama would be most displeased.”

[sengokusumeragi]

@nxmelessfighter || Starter Call! 

“It seems we’ll be stationed here for a while, Kara-chan. The others went out to patrol the area and see if they find any revisionists wandering around. So we’ll need to stay put.” 

The tachi glanced over at his companion, a sheepish smile on his face. Sometimes... It was hard to tell with the other sword if he was truly grumpy about a situation or if it was just his neutral expression. But by this point, Mitsutada was mostly certain that Ookurikara did not, in fact, hate him. Though perhaps he would prefer him to be less chatty... 

“At least it’s nice weather, if we have to be outside, right?”

[sengokusumeragi]

@demon-blood-youths (for Tae) || Starter Call! 

“You there! Are you here for a fight, or to join the fight?” 

The vanguard captain pointed at the strange new girl he found lurking around the gates of Osaka. There were only ever two reasons that anyone willingly came close to the Toyotomi stronghold. If it was for the first, well, he could take her on! If it was the second... He’d better go get someone lie Hanbei, who was actually good at things like negotiations... 

[sengokusumeragi]

@bravehope || Starter Call!

“You seem downtrodden, Yuuki-sama... Surely, you were not missing little ol’ me, were you? Surely I didn’t have my dear master worried?” 

The tachi’s grin grew as his master turned to see him, safe and unharmed, returned from his long time away. A laugh bubbled from his throat as he dangled the unused omamori out proudly. See? he was all better, home, and he didn’t even use his protective charm! 

“...I would be a very bad sword indeed, if I had my master all worried~”

[sengokusumeragi]

❝You don’t have to act so tough.❞ ( Mitsunari )

PERSONALITY STARTERS || @kashuhime 

“It’s for the best.” 

A sigh left him as his grip tightened on his sword. It was also the reason he was always battle ready in his armor, weapon by his side, nowadays. War was a brutal struggle and there was little room for softness in these heated times. 

“The men need a strong general to rally behind. Allies need to see a strong facade so they are not tempted to desert. I must hold this army together, no matter what.”

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[sengokusumeragi]

❝You need to learn to put yourself first.❞ (Mitsutada)

PERSONALITY STARTERS || @nxmelessfighter 

“Now Kara-chan… You make it sound like I’m completely self-sacrificing…” 

There was a slight tone of confused concern in the tachi’s voice as he looked at his teammate. Slowly, a small, sheepish smile spread over his face as a sigh left him. “But you don’t need to worry. I know that I’m needed by our master, so I won’t do anything too reckless.”

[rpmemestbh]

Personality Starters

(as requested by anon)

Starters:

❝Why do you have to be so stubborn?❞ 

❝I know you better than you know yourself.❞

❝You don’t have to be so rude.❞

❝You’re so dynamic, that’s what I love about you.❞

❝You need to learn to put yourself first.❞

❝Fuck love.❞

❝Well that was brutally honest.❞

❝Perfectionism only ends in disappointment.❞

❝I have to be perfect.❞

❝You don’t have to act so tough.❞

❝Why do you pretend not to care?❞

❝Don’t you believe in me?❞

❝I don’t think you’re as apathetic as you think you are.❞

❝I love your zest for life.❞

❝You’re really brave.❞

❝That took a lot of courage. Thanks.❞

❝Life really isn’t as great as you make it out to be.❞

❝Life really isn’t as bad as you make it out to be.❞

❝I don’t understand you.❞

❝You don’t understand me.❞

❝I know you’re only mean because people were mean to you but is this really what you want?❞

❝Your smile is contagious.❞

❝Why are you so self-critical?❞

❝Thanks for trusting me.❞

❝Of course I trust you.❞ 

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[we-devilish-few]

@sengokusumeragi liked for a starter a while ago but see i’m trash

“Some say the world will end in fire. Some say in ice…” Izanami mused aloud. “From what I tasted of desire - ” His voice cradled his verses well in a tone that was neither masculine nor feminine. “I hold with those who favor….fire.” With a crane of his head and a curious smile he’d break his citations and turn to face the other. 

“Humor me, which do you think it will be…fire - or ice?”

[sengokusumeragi]

“I could agree with you and say fire, as it’s the naturally more destructive force...” Especially in his own experience, the shogun mused before focusing back at the topic at hand. “It seems rather foolish to undercut ice, however.” 

And there was another, far more plausible thought he could imagine in this created dichotomy. 

“But my answer is neither. The true destructive force is desire itself, is it not?”

[sengokusumeragi]

((Right. Now I’m settled in, let’s do a small Starter Call! 

Hit the like for a starter, and specify with who below!))