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Hi I hope your requests are still open if they can I request a one shot for masamune where the mc is pregnant but she is kinda afraid to tell him him being his spirited and wild self thinking that he might not like to have a baby yet but masamune finds out some how something like that maybe like a angst with I happy ending
New adventures
Pairing: Date Masamune x Reader
Rating: PG 13(?) (Just because there’s some spice mentioned, but nothing explicit)
Word count: 1,400 words
Warning/s: Pregnancy themes, very slight angst
Notes: Hello everybody! Please remember that my inbox is always open if anyone would like to request something!
Thank you for this request, it’s been a really long time since I’ve played Masamune’s route so trying to remember how is he like romantically was kind of a fun challenge to me
How would you tell him? It had to be soon or else, he’d have to find out on his own in the bad and un-pretty way, which included the nausea that you were forcing to hide, the fatigue, the moodiness.
New adventures
Your hands were shaking as you took a deep breath, trying to conjure enough courage to touch your body, blood turning to ice inside your veins.
How could you possibly be so dumb to not worry about this…kind of situation? And yet, you had been able to forget it somehow during your long nights of passion with Masamune.
You had been trying to convince yourself that your period was late this month due to the stress that your routine put you under and not just because you were—you shook your head.
This wasn’t something you could hide from Masamune, not when the child you were carrying was his.
The love you professed to Masamune was not a lie, and, in your times, it wouldn’t be weird for a couple to have a child before getting married formally, but the mere implication of having a child now, when you were still unmarried and this child would be born without the wonders of modern medicine frightened you.
But the thought that weighed you down was if Masamune wanted to have children.
Talking about children with him was a weird occurrence; he had told you that he’d like to have them with you after a time when you were already settled down and the political situation had gotten better. And that happened to not be the case.
Recently, you and he had been working nonstop, after a not-so-small conflict broke in by the border of the territory, and winter approaching didn’t make things any easier.
The situation itself was not a good one, combined with the fact that you and Masamune had barely seen each other in the last couple of weeks.
You wouldn’t be able to hide it any longer and it was more evident now, as you looked at yourself in the mirror after your bath.
You could say that your body was the same, but you knew yourself too well to notice the smallest bump in your belly starting to show. You laughed to yourself helplessly, thinking that you looked more bloated than pregnant, but then you imagined yourself a few months later with a big and round belly.
There was no turning back, even if you wished you could have been more prepared.
As you dressed and laid in bed, the only thought that now occupied your mind was that your fast-paced, adventurous, and wild boyfriend might not be ready to completely settle down.
It was not a pleasant thought to have.
***
Masamune sighed heavily, running his fingers through his hair in exhaustion when he slid the door open to his room, finding that the futon was already occupied by the most adorable of kittens –sorry Shogetsu--.
He smiled at your sleeping form, figuring that you were too; exhausted from working in your endless winter commissions and that you couldn’t wait for him awake this time.
He didn’t blame you, and he made a mental note to himself to try to make up with you for the lost time, seeing that lately, you both had been so busy and without time to see and talk to each other for more than a minute.
Masamune, as he started to undress to change into his sleeping robes, was already planning to make your favorite warm foods, maybe you could dine together and watch the snowfall from the sky, hug you close to his body and kiss the life out of you to make up for being so busy and to make you relax as you were always pressuring yourself with work.
He slipped into the futon as quietly as possible, trying to not wake you up, and he was glad when you didn’t, and yet he hummed thoughtfully.
Someone as hardworking as you would always be awake the first hour in the morning, ready to put yourself to work, yet you had been waking up so late and sleeping so soundly, more so than normal. It was…odd.
And he wrapped his arms around you, bringing you against his body to keep you warm during the night, missing your touch and you to nuzzle him.
He fell asleep with a couple of questions crossing his mind, trying to decipher if the whispers among maids were true and several more things he needed to think of and discuss with you in the morning.
***
You woke up with the pleasant sensation of calloused fingers caressing your hair away from your face; you blinked once, twice, adjusting your sight to the pale light of the cold morning.
“Masamune?” You asked, sitting up and trying not to wince with the sudden and uncomfortable feel of your robe against your sore breasts. “What time is it?”
“Good morning, kitten.” He smiled at you, gently cupping your face in his hands to take a good look at you in your sleepy form. “I think we both slept in later than normal.”
You tried to stretch, but your body wouldn’t cooperate, as usual, whimpering while stretching your arms over your head. “Goodness, I feel sore everywhere” you whined, lying back down to rest.
Masamune reached with his hand and rubbed your shoulder, “You’ve been working too much lately… Have you seen a doctor? I wouldn’t want you to fall ill during winter.”
You forced a smile, reaching to take his hand in yours. “I swear I’m okay, tiger.”
How would you tell him? It had to be soon or, he would have to find out on his own in the un-pretty way, which included nausea that you were forced to hide, the fatigue, the moodiness.
You watched as Masamune stood up, reaching for the kettle that he’d probably warmed up before you woke up.
“Kitten,” he poured the hot tea over the cups, brows furrowed deep in thought, “Are you sure you aren’t under the weather? Women pains?”
You bit the inside of your cheek, looking away for a moment.
So he had noticed something was off.
You had to sit up again when he offered you the warm cup; the scent of tea made your nausea back off for the moment, giving you relief and warmth as you sipped on the warm liquid.
“Well…”
You saw a dangerous glint in his eye, a teasing-yet-knowing smirk curving his lips.
“I’ve heard some rumors with the castle staff, you know?” He let out a light-hearted chuckle.
You gulped, stopping mid-sip and feeling the bile rise to your throat again in horror. “Rumors about what?”
Masamune leaned close to you, and in a swift movement, he stole a chaste kiss from your lips, making you gasp at the sudden action.
“Masamune?”
“I was thinking…Tadamune if they are a boy, Iroha if they are a girl!”
“Masamune!” You yelled, trying to quiet him as he kept rambling and rambling about names until your cries and begs were overpowered by his joyous laughter.
This time, he stole another kiss, pressing his forehead against yours.
“I never let anything slip, kitten. You should know me by now!”
“But I thought…-I mean we have never talked about this. I don’t know if we are ready. I don’t know if I am ready.”
There it was.
It was not that you doubted Masamune; you even admired him for keeping his cool yet throwing himself head-first into every challenge and battle that crossed his path. It was more that you didn’t want to admit that you were scared of going through this, fear of not being strong enough, or prepared enough.
This time, you felt Masamune’s embrace, strong arms wrapping around your body, a kiss against your brow to make you feel reassured.
“We’ve gone through worse. You’ve shown me you are strong. I think we are more than ready for this…And you and I? Having a little cub?--”
“Shogetsu is going to be mad if he hears you.”
“Shogetsu is my golden boy, hush. But it makes me happy. I want to be there with you, I want to love you and our child for as long as my heartbeats.”
You looked into his eye, knowing that he spoke nothing but the truth. Reaching to caress his face with your hand, you broke into a giggle, feeling your tears flowing from your eyes as you threw yourself to him, not intending to let him go.
If you had him, you were ready for this new adventure
Hello! I really love your story about Nobu x pregnant MC who gave birth to mini Nobu. If you don't mind, may I request story about soon to be papa Kenshin and pregnant MC? It can be fluff or angsty or both, depends on your creativity. I'm sure I will love it. Thank you so much! Stay safe!
Little things
Pairing: Uesugi Kenshin x Reader
Rating: Everyone
Word count: 1,017 words
Warning/s: Pregnancy themes
Notes: Hello everybody! Please remember that my inbox is always open if anyone would like to request something!
Also, I just want to wish everyone a happy belated New Year! Thank you for all of your support with my blog, I’ll try to be more active, please, don’t be afraid to reach out to me.
He almost desperately cried your name in happiness, hurrying toward you and kissing you as if a thousand years had passed without being by your side even if it had been just a few hours.
You jumped from your seat in the bench you were resting on, alerting the maid and the group of guards who were in charge of your safety.
With a nervous smile, you told them all to calm down, that you only felt a strong kick that scared you and there was nothing else to worry about.
Since you told your ever so loving and protective husband that you were carrying his child, you had been under the entire castle’s care, always walking with a maid and a group of heavily armed soldiers when your husband couldn’t be here for you despite his best efforts to not miss a single thing of your pregnancy.
The memory of the panic in his eyes when you felt your unborn child kicking for the first time made you smile.
Your personal maid bowed respectfully to you, making you switch your attention to her instead of submerging into your thoughts.
“Should we head back inside, my lady? It’s almost time for dinner.”
“Yes, that sounds good.”
The maid took your hand, helping you stand up despite what you had insisted previously, several times that you could do it on your own, but she had insisted it was also to give Kenshin a little peace of mind when she reported back to him.
By now, you were used to having all these people helping you and following you like silent shadows.
“Is everything ready?” You asked, lips curving into a cheeky smile that your maid returned.
“Yes, the cooks will have the food delivered and I’ve wrapped your gift as you asked me, my lady.”
Kenshin had done so much for you that you wanted to return the favor, even if you couldn’t really get your hands to work you wanted to prepare something nice for him, and you had been making a couple of gifts here and there when he was not looking.
You were beaming with excitement only thinking of his reaction, but you fought it go back to a straight face moments later when you were back inside your bedroom, waiting for Kenshin to come back.
You were grateful you didn’t have to wait for long. Kenshin slid the door open, eyes shining bright like stars as he took in the sight of you.
He almost desperately cried your name in happiness, hurrying toward you and kissing you as if a thousand years had passed without being by your side even if it had been just a few hours. He kissed your lips, your forehead, and the tip of your nose, and then his hands came to rest on your round belly.
“Welcome back.” You smiled, cupping his face and pressing your lips to his.
“We were waiting for you to have dinner.”
“So I see.” He smiled, laying his eyes on the table and the hot dinner.
With a small kiss, he parted, only sitting next to you after making sure you were comfortable in your seat.
Initially, it was a surprise for you that he tried his hardest to stop drinking sake after revealing your pregnancy to him, miraculously succeeding at it, but now one of your gifts was a bottle of the “legendary Azuchi brew” that got you together the first time. You watched his smile as he examined the bottle for a moment, but instead, he left it forgotten and reached for your hand as you both ate.
Falling into a comfortable silence that was only broken occasionally when he asked about your day and your health, Kenshin let himself smile when you told him that the kicks had been more frequent and that you were constantly scaring the staff of the castle with them.
“I also…” your heart jumped inside your chest when he looked at you, eyebrows furrowing in curiosity. “I have something I want to give you.”
You reached for the box you had been hiding under the table, and Kenshin snatched it from your hands.
“You shouldn’t carry heavy things. I have…” He frowned at the realization that the box was way lighter than he expected
“Open it.” You prompted with a bright smile.
Kenshin pulled at the silk ribbon, pulling the box open and unfolding the decorative paper. First a frown and then a smile. “What is this?”
You giggled, watching the biggest, most beautiful smile curve his lips, “Don’t you like it?”
Kenshin pulled your gift from the box. “You have told me about these.” He observed, holding the ragdoll of a bunny in his hand. “Stuffed bear, was it? But this is not a bear. It looks like Ume.”
“I really wanted our child to have a stuffed animal. It reminds me of your…multiple bunnies.”
“It does.”
He stopped to examine all the details of the stuffed animal, moving its soft limps and squeezing it to test how soft it really was. He admired your talents as a seamstress and the love you had put into this.
His chest felt warm with emotion as such a little thing.
Just to imagine, the child you growing inside you, a small copy of you or him (or even a mix of both of you!), sleeping and clinging to that stuffed animal, carrying it around everywhere like a friend filled his heart and spilled with droplets of joy.
Kenshin took in a deep breath, placing the small gift aside and taking your smaller hands in his to pull you toward him and capture you in a tight hug.
“Kenshin?”
“I can’t wait.” He confessed, placing a kiss on the top of your head. “I know there’s little time left, but…I’m impatient.”
He let his hands fall to your round belly, knowing that it would be so soon when he could hold you and your child in his arms.
You lifted your head, showing him your bright eyes and your smile. “I’m impatient too.”
Kenshin let his forehead fall against yours, holding you so dearly in his arms, unable to think of any other thing but the fact that you were going to be a wonderful mother and you’d have the most lovely child.
He just couldn’t think of anything more important than protecting you.
Hi your writing is amazing!! Do you think you could do Masamune with a virgin mc?
Bathed in moonlight
Pairing: Date Masamune x Reader
Rating: Mature (+18)
Word count: 2,649 words
Warning/s: Smut, Sex, Vaginal Sex, Loss of Virginity, First Time, Bathtub sex, all the filth, please do not read if you are not over 18.
Notes: Again I’m so, so sorry it took me way too long to write this. I’ve been through a severe depression, but I’m happy I was able to get myself to write this little by little.
You looked like a moon goddess with the outline of your silhouette bathed in the moonlight coming from the balcony
NSFW UNDER THE CUT
He had returned to the room after a busy day with his vassals, normally things were not as eventful but this evening had almost drained all of his energy.
When he asked one of your friends in the castle about you, she told him you had been busy with the other seamstresses on the making for clothes for the winter, and with that he expected you to come back to the room ready to sleep in his arms.
He undressed, wanting nothing more but to take a bath and wait for you in bed later, or better, go outside looking for you like a lost kitty and drag you back with the promise of a good dose of kisses.
Not even a few minutes later, when he was relaxing in the tub full of warm water, you slid the door open and closed it behind you.
“Oops! Should I come later?” You asked with your cheeks tinted with a cute pink shadow.
“Kitten!” Maybe he was too excited about seeing you, but to be fair, you were too after a busy day working on new kimonos.
You smiled at your lover, working your braids out of your hair and taking off the outer layers of your kimono to change into your sleeping robes while trying to not ogle at your naked man in the tub, seeing he was enjoying himself.
Or so you thought until he beckoned you close with his finger and a dangerous glint in his eye,
With a giggle, you approached and sat at the edge of the tub, caressing his face before leaning in to kiss him softly, and he kissed you back with twice of passion. He leaned forward, taking over with control, wrapping an arm around your waist.
You yelled in alert when he lifted you off your place with a single arm and dragging you with him inside the tub until you were sitting on his lap leaving you soaked as you unwillingly joined him.
You smacked him playfully when he laughed, splashing water on his face until everything became a game between you two. Luckily, the water had not spilled out of the tub.
“Welcome, kitten.” He laughed, gently holding you against your body when you smacked him one last time.
“You are such a child.” Looking up at him into his eye made you feel warm inside by just noticing the love he looked at you with.
It didn’t make you nervous to be with him naked at this point of your relationship, and if you thought about it, bathing with him actually sounded nice after the day you had. So you didn’t have any problem with taking your clothes off.
Your clothes came off without a problem until you were bare naked and you could rest against Masamune’s chest, sighing in content. The mere feel of his arms around you holding you, and the warm water relaxing the tension off your body made you feel full and happy.
Those small moments of calm were rare, yet welcome, due to Masamune’s wild nature and need to act like a hurricane. Time stopping like this, was like a small gift you wished you could burn into your memory.
A small yelp left your lips when you felt your lover’s hand running down your back to squeeze your bottom in a playful, yet indecorous way.
You looked up at Masamune, eyes wide and cheeks flaring up when you saw the devilish smirk curving his lips.
It was the same smirk he wore every time you were about to kiss until your lungs were burning for air. It was also the same smirk he gave you every time you groped each other seeking lust that would eventually die down and you would continue with more soft and innocent touches. And he would still shower you non-stop with affection.
And yet, this time you didn’t want to stop the pulsing lust in the air. This time felt right.
With a gentle hand, you touched his cheek, leaning in to press your lips against his. It was a gentle kiss, with your warmth and his, bare skin against bare skin.
“Masamune…” You sighed his name out between kisses he gave you, one after the other, more passionate than the previous ones.
And still, he stopped, pressing your foreheads together in such a loving manner it made your heart melt. But you gave a quiet protest, clinging to him and looking into his eyes.
“I want you. All of you.” Your quiet begs ignited a fire inside him, making a dangerous sparkle show in the blue of his eye.
He hummed, impressed, and grinning, “Right now? Right here?” Masamune emphasized his question by squeezing the supple skin of your bottom once more.
With another kiss the flame started to burn bright.
That repressed desire for each other was there, close enough to be reached with ease.
You kissed Masamune with both passion and love, wanting nothing but to be his forever, to walk around with his love imprinted on your skin and deep into your soul. To never forget how his touch burns your body until you melt into a puddle of lust.
“Yes, please.” You begged, barely parting from his lips, letting your hands wander over the expanse of his broad chest and let out a gasp of pleasure as he did the same thing, letting his hands explore your body.
“I didn’t expect you to be so adventurous, kitten.” He grinned, nuzzling his nose against the crook of your neck and nibbling at your skin with his teeth, leaving small marks on his wake with every kiss, lick, and love bite he delivered.
Threading your fingers through his hair, you chuckled, “I guess you are rubbing off on me.”
You moved to straddle his lap, giggling between playful kisses when you tried to warn him that the water would spill out of the tub and ruin the floor. Yet, he didn’t seem to care, holding you close to his body.
He held your hips, sliding his hands upward to cup your breasts from underneath while his mouth teased at the sensitive skin of your neck, leaving a trail of marks wherever his lips touched. Masamune mouthed at your skin, going down and kissing your clavicles and reaching for your sensitive breasts, which he gave them a gentle squeeze, making you yelp in surprise.
“Please, be gentle.”
“I can’t help it when you are looking at me like that.” Even if he wore a teasing grin he continued to touch you with a more delicate approach, delivering butterfly kisses down your body as much as he could allow himself in the restricted space you were currently in.
Helpless gasps and soft cries of his name left your lips when his mouth closed over your nipple, sucking softly while with his hand he stroked the other into pebbled hardness, sending you down in a spiral of pleasure and sparking a fire within you that couldn’t be controlled if you were to stop this.
Masamune drew you more firmly against his hard body, so tight and so close that you could feel the growing evidence of his arousal resting against your belly. A small moan escaped your lips when he slowly ground his hips against you as if he wasn’t controlling himself as he was solely focused on seeking your pleasure by mapping your body out with his hot tongue.
You really wished that his expert tongue touched and licked other places, wanting nothing more but to feel more of his wonderful mouth exploring other places.
You moved your hips against him, seeking that delicious friction against your core that you so desired just to quench your thirst, but it wouldn't be enough. You wanted it all, all of him and you wanted him to have you and possess you until you were a puddle of molten pleasure.
Masamune was merciless too, holding your hips to push you against him so you could feel the hardness of his shaft between your legs.
"Kitten..." he groaned, looking into your eyes with lust and desire clear into the deep blue of his iris.
"Take me", you begged against his lips and gasping when he bit your lower lip when he took your lips for the millionth time.
Even if he held you desperately against his body, you could still feel the tenderness and the care in his touch.
When he pulled away Masamune let out a chuckle, hearing your whine of protest at the distance. "Hey," he smiled sweetly at you, cupping your chin with his fingers, "Are you sure you want us to go further than this?"
Warmth filled your chest at his concern for you, so you managed to smile at him, trying to encompass your feelings for him in your answer, but doing so would be beyond impossible, "Yes. I want you to touch me, Masamune Date. I want to be completely yours."
"You know, I could wait 500 years more if you ask me to."
"I guess we've already waited that long." With a smile, you placed a chaste, loving kiss to his forehead.
Masamune returned to his sexy, playful self, holding you tight against his body to remind you of his need pulsating against your wet core.
His fingers teased you, parting your folds and giving you a soft caress that sent chills down your spine.
"You can't even imagine the things I want to do with you, kitten," His voice lowered to a deep groan that intensified your senses, making goosebumps appear along your skin in expectation of what he really wanted to do.
A cry of pleasure left your lips suddenly when his fingers found your sensitive clit, yet, be to your disappointment or surprise he didn't linger there much more time.
Taking matters into your own hands, literally, you reached down between his legs, taking a hold of his shaft and letting out a giggle at the surprised look on his face combined with the flush on his cheeks.
‘Not so cocky now, huh, tiger?’ you wanted to say but you were not in a position to be teasing him, you were not even sure you could talk properly.
You gave his cock a hesitant, soft squeeze, pleased at how Masamune stifled a moan from his lips. His shaft was so hard in your hands, and it made you quiver just imagining how it would feel inside you, pressing against your walls.
“I’ve thought of this before,” he confessed, leaning forward to kiss your chest, pressing his lips to where your heart was, “I’ve thought of taking you and make love to you in every way possible. You are just too much.”
With a smile, you lifted yourself up, letting him hold you and guide you until the tip of his cock was pressing against your entrance. “For our first time, I think things are interesting enough.”
Tenderly, he pressed his lips against yours; letting you take control and sink down on him at your own pace, massaging your hips with his fingers to help you relax and ease the tension off your body as you tried to take him, inch by inch.
You bit your lip, clinging to his shoulders when you felt the thickest part of his cock stretching you as you reached the base. You could see in his face how he was also holding himself back when you parted.
He swallowed hard, pressing his fingertips to the soft skin of your sides and letting out a small gasp when your walls trapped him and tightened around him.
If you were a little honest with yourself you expected it to be more painful, it was only a sharp momentarily pain that became just an afterthought after a moment that was filled with soft kisses and soft words whispered against each other’s skin.
Masamune groaned your name, burying his face in the crook of your neck to leave a trail of soft kisses on your flushed skin.
With a moan, you leaned forward, pressing your chest against his. Clinging to his broad shoulders you let out a shaky breath, slowly rocking your hips back and forth to get used to the sensation that was becoming a pleasant heat between your legs.
The feeling of you, so full of him, with your bare skin against his, was like if you were reaching for heaven and that the need you felt for release would leave you walking on clouds. And you were proud to admit that Masamune was the only responsible for that feeling.
Your pleasure belonged to him now.
It belonged to him as he groaned your name helplessly with deep, needy voice while he clung to your hips, setting a slow rhythm when he decided to thrusts up against your movements, forgetting the world around you and only focusing on each other.
How he wished he could ravish you, but tonight was not the appropriate time to make love to you as you deserved, with both of your wild spirits merging as one in the fire of your lust. Yet, he was satisfied with this precious moment with you, holding your body, clinging to you for dear life to give himself to you and to take you for him.
The way your breasts bounced as you moved was hypnotizing, you looked like a moon goddess with the outline of your silhouette bathed in the moonlight coming from the balcony, with the sparkle in your eyes and the needy moans and cries leaving your lips whenever you sat down on him to take all of his length inside you.
A loud mewl that certainly was to be heard throughout the entire castle left your lips, pleasing him greatly as he was the one causing you to make such scandalous yet beautiful noises that he would remember every time.
He rocked against your movements, providing delightful friction that left you breathless, making you feel like you were about to explode at any moment and you were sure you were about to with the growing pressure on your belly and the fireworks exploding behind your eyelids every time you closed your eyes to take in the feelings of him so close and you encompassing him.
When you felt like nothing could be more perfect, Masamune let out the most passionate sound of rippling pleasure against your neck as he sucked on your skin to leave a mark you’d need to hide the next day. The sound echoing and bouncing against the walls back to you sent shivers down your spine and goosebumps appear over the expanse of your skin.
And even if Masamune’s sounds of pleasure made him appear vulnerable, he managed to still look cocky as his hand went down where your bodies met and merged as one to caress your sensitive clit and send you down in a violent wave that could only be explained as time itself stopping.
Your body trembled and you weren’t sure if you had screamed his name out of rippling pleasure, you only knew that your lover had claimed your lips in a passionate and messy kiss, letting your tongues dance at the melody of your obscene sounds as you reached your peak together.
Your nails buried deep into his skin, feeling the aftershocks of your orgasm your body shook and you seemed to gain control over it again, feeling the soreness of your thighs for the bouncing, the pulsating contractions of your walls around him and how the water had gotten cold.
And yet you could only focus on Masamune’s deep blue eye as he looked back at you, smiling and trailing his hands all over your body to just hold you and don’t let you go.
The moon continued to provide light to just catch the glimpse of the undying love into each other’s eyes.
Author note: Yes, I am back from my yearly hiatus. I came out from my cave only to catch the virus and go back to bed wishing the sweet embrace of Death. God, I am your strongest soldier, please fuck off and let me write my fanfiction requests in peace.
By the way, Happy New Years to everyone who has stuck with me! <3 Mommy loves you all and wishes all of your happiness and wishes to come to you.
He is very weird about ‘crushing’ on someone; he doesn’t even know how it happens.
Quoting my dear Eliza Schuyler from Hamilton: The Musical: “Then you walked in and my heart went, "Boom!"
He is very likely to obsess over every little detail without realizing until someone else –Felix- points out that he is being a weirdo.
“They wore their boots too lose during lunch, what if they have been not feeling motivated enough. I should change their schedule so they can have five more minutes of recreational time.”
“Sam, what the actual fuck.”
He tries to make excuses to frequent the same places; he’d change his own schedule to train at the same time of the day or go to “supervise” your work area.
He also tries to put you on his squad for missions as an excuse to have you near, he plays it off as needing your ‘abilities on the field’.
Sometimes finds that thinking of his crush is taking a lot of space in his head and it bothers him.
His crush probably notices he is crushing on them but there’s some confusion since they are confused over why big scary ol’ Locus is breathing on their neck so suddenly.
He probably needs a lot of help with sorting out his feelings.
Not the greatest when it comes to try to make conversations about common interests.
BUT! He tries to find out about your interests and study them on a deeper level so he can possibly engage on a more casual conversation (it never works).
Hello! Can I request Angst Nobunaga ×MC where MC is pregnant and at the labour time she finds difficulties and barely survives but gives birth to a healthy baby .Thanks in advance
All our days
Pairing: Nobunaga Oda x Reader
Rating: Everyone
Word count: 1403 words
Warning/s: Pregnancy themes, mentions of blood, very slight angst.
Notes: Hello everybody! Please remember that my inbox is always open if anyone would like to request something!
Inspiration: All our days by Casey Lee Williams
Then one day, you arrived. I heard your angel cry. Helpless, small, and perfect. Welcome to your life.
You were having sweet dreams, walking on clouds.
Yet it became distant as your beautiful dream faded and you woke up feeling a sudden and quite painful kick from your belly.
‘They are kicking.’ You thought, trying to focus your sight in the darkness of the tenshu.
As you were approaching the end of your pregnancy, the child you were carrying got more insistent inside you, moving and kicking as if they knew they were going to come out soon.
This time it had been different, your body felt too heavy as you struggled to sit up as you felt another kick. A whimper left your lips, waking your husband up.
“What’s the matter?” He asked, sitting up next to you with concern clear in his eyes, reaching with a gentle hand to brush your hair back behind your ear.
“I don’t know…” you rested your hands on your stomach. “They are kicking too hard this time.”
On a normal night, you’d wake up for a few minutes some nights, but something deep inside you told you that it would be difficult to go back to sleep tonight.
With a small huff, you tried to stand up and Nobunaga quickly stood before you to help you on your feet to make sure you didn’t fall. “I’ll have someone bring you something to drink.”
“No, no,” you held his hand, smiling softly. “It’s too late; I don’t want to bother anyone now. I just want to move for a little bit.”
You knew he had been on edge for the past weeks and that he tried his hardest to finish his work to tend your needs and take care of you and your unborn child. You were grateful for it and appreciated his and everyone’s efforts.
Servants, vassals, and guards all kept an eye out for you. The other seamstresses you were friends with openly told you to take a break and not push yourself to work on your pending commissions for your well-being and your child’s.
You brought your hand to rest over your belly, smiling.
‘You aren’t born yet, little one. We all care for you and want to meet you soon.’ You thought to yourself as you walked towards the balcony to watch the full moon in its entire splendor.
Nobunaga walked up behind you, setting a haori over your shoulders and then wrapping his arms around you to keep you warm.
“You are smiling.” He observed with a soft smile of his own adorning his lips, carnelian eyes bright and soft.
You leaned comfortably against his broad chest with a sigh of content. “I was just thinking about them.” Your smile widened at the memory of you thinking that three months before going back to your time would seem like an eternity, but know these eight –almost nine—months passed by in a blink of an eye.
Nobunaga hummed, resting his chin on your shoulder to place a kiss on your cheek. “It won’t be long before they come.”
You nodded happily, nuzzling him as you stood in comfortable silence, watching the moon for a while.
Another kick, stronger than the past few, almost made you jump.
The thoughts that your child was only restless and having a bad night were replaced when the pain in your lower back became unbearable, and then you felt…wetness, growing between your legs.
You looked down, expecting to find that your water had broken, but your sleeping robes were not stained with the clear liquid.
It was blood.
You felt nothing but panic, fearing that this child, your child, would be lost before seeing the world, and as you turned you could see it in Nobunaga’s eyes too, that liquid fear that ran through your veins and filled your mind with the worst of thoughts.
He called your name, holding you securely in his arms before carefully lifting you off your feet.
You clung for dear life to him, fighting the fear and the pain as he took you through the hallways until you could no longer resist the agony you had been holding back.
The painful wail that you let out certainly woke all of Azuchi up.
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He had been waiting outside the room for hours now after the midwife had dismissed him, even if he demanded on staying with you.
The night had been insanely long, making him think that he was trapped inside the most horrible of hells, all of his deeds had caught upon him and his punishment was listening to your pain through the screen door without the power to do anything to stop your suffering.
Even if he didn’t show it, he was dying a little inside, knowing that your life and the life of your child could be at stake, that he could lose both of you. It terrified him to no end and he could feel himself growing colder and colder.
If he paid enough attention and listened carefully, he could hear nothing in the castle, as if time itself had stopped.
Hideyoshi and company had arrived not long after and had stayed with him like silent guardians, voicing their concern for your health until morning rose completely, and they had left him in solitude to fill his place for the day as you were the only thing in his mind.
He battled his exhaustion on this so-called emergency day off, just listening to your panting and soft cries.
Time slowed down for him once more, as a sudden silence took over. Every hair in his body stood up in alert as he waited in this hell of uncertainty.
Fearing the worst, he stood up, slowly reaching for the door with a shaky hand, knowing that you could be gone, knowing that everything he had built with you could collapse.
He stopped when he heard a small muffled whine, followed by a very loud cry.
He bolted and almost kicked the door at the sound, knowing that he almost had pushed one of the women assisting you as he made his way to you in a hurry.
You smiled widely with exhaustion, sweaty everywhere, probably fighting to keep your eyes open.
“Nobunaga!”
“Fireball!” He couldn’t contain the emotion in his voice, falling on his knees before you and cupping your face in his hands to place a needy kiss to your lips and then your forehead, brushing the wet strands of hair away from your flushed face.
You giggled, letting him eye you and hold you to make sure you were okay
The midwife finally approached you, after cleaning the crying baby and wrapping them in a blanket for you to hold. She bowed respectfully to you, offering you the small baby. “My lady, you had a healthy baby boy.”
She bowed low to the floor as you reached for your child, looking at him for the first time.
The moment you cradled him in your arms, his little cries slowly ceased, whimpering and seeking the warmth of your chest.
You looked at Nobunaga, who had his eyes set on the little human now resting against you.
That panic and the fear that came with the darkness of the night was now gone. The child now swaddled in your arms, pressed against your chest…it was something so natural and pure that every bit of darkness and fear of death was cast back from the strength of the light he radiated. You were holding life.
Nobunaga pressed a kiss to your brow, leaning his head against yours as he reached to caress his son’s face with his fingers, gently grazing his soft, velvety skin with his calloused hand.
You saw how his eyes suddenly were brimming with life and light, bliss and everything that could possibly make him feel whole, like a new man, seeing his heir…His son.
Your child.
His family.
He trembled when he reached to hold him. Yet, Nobunaga resisted, deciding to wraps his arms around you and press another loving kiss to your face.
“Thank you.” He muttered, voice thin and almost broken, but he still resisted, having to be strong, but you heard the emotional strain on his voice.”I won’t ever let you leave my side again.”
Nobunaga can only look down at the little boy in your arms and just feel... overwhelmed by emotion and the pain and fear of losing it all and everything just vanishing into a dream.
He can’t lose you, he won’t allow himself for harm to come your way.
He had made himself that promise to protect you since the moment you conquered his heart, and now he promised he would be stronger to protect what you had built together with determination and love.
Nobunaga would take care of you, and your son for as long as he breathed.
Author Note: Ironically, this was written at 2 am during one of my multiple mental breakdowns.
Prompt/s: #23 I don’t care that it’s 2 am, we need pie.
Lately you had become the resident chef for Red Team since Lopez still insisted on serving motor oil for breakfast. Your newfound cooking skills amazed your team when you decided to try your luck in the kitchen and you managed to cook something that reminded the boys of home and was better than the military rations.
Cooking could be exhausting, though, if it were not that Donut also lent you a hand, but you still had to deal with Grif.
Now, you wanted to punch him in the face as hard as you could when you felt him poking at your sides, trying to get you to wake up while calling your name.
“Grif…” You groaned, covering yourself with the bedsheets. “Its 2 am, fuck off.”
“I don’t care that it’s 2 am, we need pie.” Grif whined, now shaking your body insistently until you had to sit up to turn up the light of your room.
“Why do you want pie?” You asked, rubbing your eyes to try and scare the tiredness away.
“I’m hungry, duh.”
“Donut made cookies last night.”
“He gave half of the batch to Blue gang, I ate the rest. I want pie.”
Dragging yourself out of the bed with a loud sigh, you asked, “Should I be worried this is an alien baby pregnancy induced craving?”
“Ew”
You and Grif headed straight to the kitchen, dragging your feet you felt like you could barely stand up.
The lights flickered and you shut your eyes tight at the brightness and the sudden loud voices ringing in your ear.
“Happy birthday!” They screamed.
When you opened your eyes you could see that all of your friends were there, Lopez was the one holding a…decent looking cake.
“It’s two in the morning.” You said with a straight face, thinking about just turning on your heels and go back to sleep or to give in despite it was so early.
“It’s not; we hacked your data-pad and deactivated all alarms.” Simmons smiled at you, showing you the screen of his own data-pad that it was actually late in the morning.
“Wait, who made the cake? Please tell me it doesn’t have moldy bread and motor oil ganache.”
“De hecho, estúpido Grif lo hizo. Hizo explotar horno estúpidamente.”
At Lopez words, Donut let out a sentimental sob, “Lopez speeches always make me want to cry.”
With a sigh, you let your heart overflow, deciding it was best to smile and punch Grif in the face later. You relaxed and thanked your teammates for the surprise as you all moved to gather on the table.
Grif took a seat next to you.
“I’m surprised you actually made this.” You chuckled, watching as Donut cut the cake in perfect pieces while still trying to ignore the burnt smell lingering in the air.
“It actually took a lot of trial and error and burning the oven, so you better enjoy it.” He laid his heavy hand over your head, ruffling your already messy bedhead and gifting you a small smile from his lips.
“If not you’ll have me on your back for waking me up like that and Lopez too for messing with the oven.”
Hello, anon here~ I wanted to ask if you'd have time to write a hideyoshi x virgin reader smut? :")) happy New year's by the way ❤
Pairing: Hideyoshi Toyotomi x Female!Reader
Rating: Mature (+18)
Word count: 2184
Warning/s: Sexual situations, first-time sex.
Honestly, don’t read if you are not over 18.
Notes: Thank you for your request, I am really sorry it took me this long to write it. Writer’s block can be a hell of a thing sometimes :C. I hope you enjoy it.
Like a feather, you had entered through his window and burned yourself into his heart for eternity.
NSFW UNDER THE CUT
Like a feather
You danced around his mind every minute of the day, clouding his mind with thoughts of you.
Like a feather, you had entered through his window and burned yourself into his heart for eternity.
You were his savior, you had saved his life, he needed you as he needed air and he wanted to give you more than you had given him in return for the love you had proclaimed to each other.
Your fingers, delicate and soft felt like a gentle touch of silk over his chest. It calmed him down, took all the thoughts out of his head to just focus on you.
“I love you.” You whispered against his warm skin, sending a tingle down his back.
His eyes opened wide when you moved from his side to straddle him, you were a comfortable weight over his lap, your knees pressing against his hips.
You leaned down to steal another kiss from his lips.
It had been a while; you had never been intimate beyond heated kisses and soft touches.
And he wanted you beyond what words could express, to touch you and have you like no one else before, and he hated himself for such a selfish wish.
He wanted to belong to you and you to belong to him.
When Hideyoshi held you closer, pressing your bodies together a delightful moan escaped your lips, making the heat rise between your bodies until you were burning bright like candles, not being able to stop the desire growing.
Your breath caught in your throat when his hands held your hips and product of his lust went down to the curve of your backside. You parted, looking into each other’s eyes, cloudy with desire.
Did you want this? Yes. And you were going to get it.
Nothing was going to stop you, you decided as you reached to undo the silk sash holding your sleeping robes, watching the marvel in his golden eyes.
Sitting up over him, you undid the delicate knot, letting the soft fabric slide from your body and pool around your hips, displaying your body for his eyes only.
He looked up at you with adoration clear in his eyes, and he slowly sat up, looking into your eyes for any sign of doubt or fear, but as he found none, you cherished in the sight of him biting his lower lip as he admired all of you.
He doubted as he approached, laying the palm of his hand on the curve of your hip, slowly diving in to kiss your sensitive neck.
You threw your head back, giving him more room to explore with his lips as he laid delicate and feather-like kisses down your neck to your clavicle, marking your skin with just his presence alone.
“Hideyoshi…” You gasped as his lips reached for the soft bud of your nipple, rolling his warm tongue around it and suckling slightly at it.
His hands went from your hip, sneaking it's way up to your chest and give more attention to unattended parts of your body that were yearning to be touched.
You gasped in delight, responding to his affections, urging him to keep going and make you his. To make love to you until you were too tired to move from the futon the next morning.
With determination clear in your eyes, you tugged softly at his hair to stop him from only paying attention to the sensitive parts of your chest. Instead, you rolled your hips, letting out a beautiful sound of rapture when you felt his hardness between your legs.
Hideyoshi let out a beautiful moan that only made you want to leave all foreplay behind and start the main event.
A part of your mind told you to not rush things as the reward would be greater for your patience.
And Hideyoshi, too, fought to restrain himself to just leave it all, push you down beneath him and have his way with you in the filthiest way possible until you were trembling as he took you to high heavens.
“Is there something in your mind?” You asked, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.
He looked up at you, adoration clear in his eyes. “I was just thinking about how much I love you and would like to please you tonight if you’d allow me.” His warm smile counted the tale of infinite memories of your happiness as a couple, and it shook you with emotion to your core.
That only made you realize that Hideyoshi was the one true love of your life, the only man who could make your knees weak with just his laying his eyes on you.
You smiled back at him, throwing your arms around his neck to pull him closer to you and kiss the life out of him. Hideyoshi cupped your face in his hands, drawing you closer and closer, barely pulling away just to lick your bottom lip with his tongue until you granted him entrance.
Between heated kisses, soft and loving words, and curious touches you shed each other’s clothes, leaving them forgotten and scattered around the room as you threw them mindlessly.
Excitement bubbled up in your chest when he gently rolled you over so you were lying down beneath him.
He kissed a path down your chest taking his time to reach the most sensitive part of your body, leaving a small trace of his kisses down your torso.
You shivered, feeling his lips grace at your thighs and your hips, biting down on the soft flesh as you spread your legs for him. His hand grasped around your leg, lifting it over his shoulder to have better access.
Lost and dazed, you threaded your fingers through his soft locks of hair and gave him another tug to look into your lust-clouded eyes.
You saw nothing but lust and passion over his eyes, tongue darting over his lips before leaning to lick a long, tantalizing stipe over your folds, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking softly on the nub.
Any remaining sanity fled from your mind. The sounds coming out your mouth were loud and lewd, not caring if somebody was able to hear such noises. Against your skin, you could feel him smirk as he flicked his tongue, making you jump in your place when a sudden wave of pleasure hit you too fast.
You knew it was going to be a long, pleasant night if this man was such a splendid lover.
Your breath caught in your throat when his fingers joined the game, rubbing lightly over your clit when he parted, ripping a whine of protest out of you. His middle finger slowly made its way into you, finding you warm and incredibly aroused.
Your knees buckled, your breath caught in your throat in a silent scream. His hands wandered to your hips to help you steady your stance, pulling his mouth away and peppering kisses over your thighs when your orgasm hit you so suddenly.
Dissolving into pleasure, the trails of fire burning in your core wouldn’t leave, begging you for a greater release. You sought blindly for Hideyoshi when your vision cleared and he held your hands, lacing your fingers together as he loomed over you.
He gave you the warmest of smiles as he licked his lips clean from your slick, reaching to caress your cheek with his hand.
You wondered how he could smile at you like that, looking so loving yet so hungry to have you all for himself.
He was hesitant to kiss you again at first, but soon you both melted into it, finding excitement growing into you as you tasted yourself in his lips.
With a playful smile, you rolled over again, straddling his lap once more to cup his face between your hands and lean forward to kiss him with the same sweetness that filled your heart whenever he held your hand or patted your head.
He called your name as soon as you parted, looking into your eyes with his stern, yet caring look as he leaned to press his forehead against yours. “Do you want this? We can stop if you don’t feel-”
You silenced him with a small, chaste kiss, watching a smile appear on his face.
“Hideyoshi, I want you.” You were determined. “I want you to touch me, I want to feel you everywhere and I want you to feel me.”
The thought made you warm; picturing it sent a burning tingle down your spine. Your bodies, merging as one, at last, melting in ecstasy until the world disappeared around you and you were alone with each other.
“I want you to fuck me.”
You never thought of having enough courage to tell someone that, even with the blush on your cheeks you felt so sure of what you wanted.
And Hideyoshi could see it in the determination in your eyes, the want, and the desire.
He softly held your hips as you tried to sit down on him, slowly taking all of him inside of you at a torturing pace, feeling every inch of his shaft filling you, caressing the sensitive nerves of your walls, stretching you open deliciously.
You bit back a whimper when he was all the way inside you, letting your eyes fall closed when Hideyoshi leaned over and kissed you, holding your body against his protectively.
You felt dirty, in a delicious way. Tainted with marks of passion that you wanted to remain in your skin for everyone to see that you were Hideyoshi’s.
Hideyoshi held your hips, squeezing your backside with the tips of his fingers as he slowly guided you to rock your hips against him, and he gave you a sweet smile, watching your furrowed brow with concentration.
“Take your time,” he brushed a fallen strand of hair away from your flushed face. “I’m all yours.”
His words only made you hold onto him tighter. There was something about the way he said it that touched something deeper than you thought possible. You nodded and urged your hips down to take more of him into you, biting your lip as the discomfort slowly faded, only leaving you with the rare pressure on your belly.
You are mine… All mine.
With him guiding you, you rocked your hips back and forward. With your hands against his chest, you slowly took control over your own body, bouncing slightly over his cock and moaning deliciously at the stretch every time you rolled your hips.
You pushed him slightly, and he took the hint to lay back down on the futon and look up at you adoringly as he relinquished control of the rhythm to you.
Hideyoshi just made sure to thrust up inside you, groaning every time your walls pulsed around him, guiding his hand down between your legs to rub your swollen and neglected clit. It was just the right amount of pressure; enough to build a strange, tingling warmth that spread over your sex and made you quiver with pleasure.
Everything felt so perfect, the ecstasy he gifted you, the love you felt for him, such wonderful feelings, which brought tears to your eyes as you wanted to cry out in love as you approached the blissful feeling of an orgasm.
You leaned forward, jerking your hips up and down in quick bursts as your body could allow you. You locked your eyes with him, lips hovering over his as bliss engulfed you.
“Take me harder, Hideyoshi… Please.”
He bit his lip in concentration, gripping your waist and pushing you down hard.
You choked on your own voice as he hit a spot inside you that made your vision blur and your eyes roll back. You dug your nails into his chest, trembling violently, feeling your walls tighten around him and fireworks going off behind your eyelids as you reached heaven.
And Hideyoshi was close, so close.
He moaned your name through gritted teeth.
His pace, as hard and wild as he was in battle, continued without denying his release. He held you down, filling you completely and feeling the trails of fire run through his veins as he spent himself inside you.
Exhausted, you laid down on his chest, feeling as if your voice had left you for good. You threaded your fingers through his hair, brushing the sweaty strands of hair away from his forehead.
You pressed a feather-like kiss to his brow, smiling when he opened his eyes and smiled back at you, seeing your flushed face, feeling your bare skin against his and the warmth of your body.
“I love you.” You whispered, clinging to him for dear life as if he was going to disappear at any time.
Hideyoshi wrapped his arms around you, holding you with the same desperation. “I’m afraid I love you the most.”
A small discussion of who loved whom the most followed until you were spent from your nightly activities and fell asleep into each other’s embrace.
