#shingen x reader

[wannaeatramyeon]

Meeting Yamazaki Shingen for the First Time: Sleepless Nights

G/N. 1.7k strangers to~. Soft. Arranged marriage trope. Masterlists

Disappointing, you've heard people say about you. Disobedient.

Troublemaker, should be seen and not heard, your mother chides you while your father just looks on with resentment, as if he couldn't believe they could have created such an insolent child.

In exchange for being the black sheep of your family, you're offered, kicking and screaming, to Yamazaki Shingen. Trading your life and freedom to elevate your family's name and standing.

If you can't be a filial offspring and make your parents proud, the least you can be is useful.

To everyone's surprise, the Yamazaki clan accepts.

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With relief, you realise there isn't going to be a wedding night.

This isn’t a marriage. You're only one of many. No-one has been deemed worthy enough to sit by Shingen's side as the head of the family. This doesn't bother you.

Nor the fact that you have not seen the man you have been allegedly sold off to and you quietly count your blessings.

Instead, you're treated as an extra pair of hands, almost a servant. Spending your days helping out around the household with any chores and errands as they see fit. It's hard, gruelling work.

You collapse every night in your futon out of exhaustion and sleep takes no time at all.

It's still a better life than you had before.

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Though the routine might be growing familiar, it's still a stranger's home and a strange room and a strange futon that you're lying on.

Tonight, the strangeness of your situation overwhelms.

You miss your old room, the softness of your old pillow on your skin, the smell of your own belongings.

Tonight, sleep is nowhere to be found.

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You're greeted by a silhouette sitting in the courtyard.

Outlined by the moonlight, size more monster than human. Although in any other circumstances you might feel fear, this is the Yamazaki home, you think. No-one, not even monsters, would dare trespass.

You find your own space to sit in. You wonder if he even knows you're here or if this is two strangers letting the silence grow comfortable between them.

"Who are you?" comes his voice, and the peace breaks. It's low, almost a growl.

It takes you a moment to realise you didn't dream it and you tell him your name.

"I can't sleep." you add and you hear a sharp exhale of amusement.

He doesn't volunteer any information about himself and you don't ask.

Nevertheless, it's a kindred spirit, you decide. Someone else suffering from sleep evading them.

He continues to sit, still as a rock, and you join him. Breath deepening and eyelids growing heavier by the second. Your head drops forward, jolting you awake and you take your leave.

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In the morning and for several weeks after, you're not sure if the man had been conjured up by your imagination.

If in your sleep-induced haze, your mind created someone you could relate to, no matter how trivial the bond.

You search but don't see anyone in the Yamazaki family that could look like him.

You almost mistake Shintaro for him, the Vice President who has been courteous if a little cold, except in your blurred memories you think the stranger has wild long hair.

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Over time, you forget about him. Someone that could either be a figment of your imagination or as real as the floor you’re currently scrubbing.

You let your daily tasks wash over you. Following instructions without argument and keeping to yourself.

Your hands grow calloused and energy drains.

A state of overtiredness finally overwhelms you.

Where you can feel the fatigue deep in your bones, your body hovering in a state between conscious and unconscious, moving in a haze, yet your mind is alive and wired and sleep won't take no matter how much you toss and turn.

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He’s there again.

But as the days grow, the nights are no longer as dark as it was and you can make out more of his features.

Your brain didn’t deceive you. His form is as large as you remembered, maybe larger. A good few heads taller than you and powerfully muscled. Hair long, like a sheet of darkness past his shoulders. 

“Evening,” you say as a way of greeting, your voice carrying in the quiet night breeze. His head snaps to yours, though you can’t make out his face.

You feel his gaze on you as you sit, folding your legs under you.

You close your eyes, enjoying the silence. Feeling the warm air on your skin and caressing your hair. No longer as frigid or cool as it was when you first stepped foot into the Yamazaki clan.

“Another sleepless night,” he says. You don’t know whether it’s a question for you or a confession of sorts for him.

In the end, you echo him, agreeing with the sentiment. “Another sleepless night.”

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Curiosity keeps you awake rather than exhaustion or anxiety or insomnia the next night, wondering if the man is still there sitting like a lonely statue.

Your mind leads you fully this time. 

At dusk, you carefully slide the door behind you as your feet pad onto the soft grass, brain and body awake.

He’s there. In the same spot, in the same position.

It’s even lighter tonight, and you can see his features. His black eyes, the startling white irises, the emptiness in his gaze.

You do as you have done before, sitting down a few metres away. 

“Why are you here?” he asks, tone inquisitive. Your footsteps and movement have given you away. You’re much more alert, less sluggish, no longer moving as if in a dream state and he has noticed.

“I wondered if you were here every night.” You tell him, opting for honesty.

The silence stretches as you wait for his answer. Eventually you hear-

“Yes.”

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The twilight meetings become routine. Only a handful of words are exchanged on a given night, if any at all.

Yet you have come to think of him as the guardian of your slumber. Some nights you drift off as soon as your head hits your pillow, and when morning comes, you feel a pang of guilt for not joining your companion.

He never comments on it, though you think his eyes are a little warmer whenever he sees you again.

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At the change of seasons, when the day grows hot and sticky, you are summoned to Yamazaki Shingen’s quarters.

You had allowed yourself to forget that you are only in this household to be used for breeding potential, no better than livestock. 

Disregarded that the dowry the Yamazaki clan paid for you was too high a price for a simple servant and became so accustomed to your daily chores, pretended this day would never come.

At sundown, the head housekeeper, a crotchety old woman guides you to your doom.

You would have considered escaping if she wasn’t flanked by bodyguards, two men with matching severe expressions. You would have considered asking for help if your only companion, the person you have sort of befriended, was nowhere to be found in the courtyard.

“Master Shingen has been dissatisfied. He hasn’t been with anyone in months,” the housekeeper says, subdued and not breaking pace. She gives you a look as if that is your problem to solve. “The elders are getting worried.”

Good, you want to snap back. Let them be worried. Let this stupid clan die off.

Just as you’re about to say something you would no doubt regret, she stops abruptly in front of an oversized door. You almost careen into the back of her but the bodyguard’s hands shoot out and steady you.

“I’m fine,” you hiss, shoving their hands off you.

“Now in you go,” she rolls her eyes at your outburst, opening the door and pushing you in with her talons, “And do behave.”

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Shit shit shit.

The room is almost pitch black, only illuminated by a sliver of moonlight through the windows.

Adrenaline courses through your body and you desperately will your eyes to adjust to the darkness, even as they dart around fruitlessly, looking for a weapon, for anything-

When you sense another presence in the room with you and you stop moving.

“What are you doing?” comes his voice.

Your breath hitches. 

It’s one that you have only heard sparingly but have nevertheless looked forward to hearing again. A figure you have sought out night after night.

“Is-Is that you?” 

A chuckle from the shadows. “Yes.”

Could this really be him? “Y-Yamazaki Shingen?” You stammer, a literal shot in the dark. 

“Yes,” he replies and you feel your legs almost buckle out beneath you. “Come closer.”

Incredulous at this twist of fate, you carefully make your way towards the centre of the room. Your eyes, at long last, are able to pick out the silhouette sitting on the bed, and that there is a bed. 

Does he expect... Does he want you to-?

“No,” he cuts in like he’s able to read your thoughts. “I want your company. Like you did mine.”

His white irises are practically glowing, boring into you.

“Another sleepless night?” you ask tentatively. Groping for an olive branch, for that connection.

“Another sleepless night,” Shingen agrees, and everything finally falls into place.

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Like all those nights before, Shingen is a man of few words. He observes you as you try to find comfort in his space, in a room completely unfamiliar to you.

He finds a strange companionship, ease in your presence. You don’t ask for anything from him, and in return, he doesn’t ask for anything from you.

Except, well - this.

And only this. He has no intentions of forcing what you do not want to give.

As you lay your head down next to his, a small smile of relief on your face that things have surprisingly worked out, Shingen, to his own surprise finds that he’s smiling back.

For the first time in a long time, he falls asleep in his own bed. 

He falls asleep easily tonight and every night thereafter - to the sound of your breathing, and the warmth of your body next to his.

[chosaraki]

Marrenta Woman

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Shingen Yamazaki x R.femele. ( Genuine respect )

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The night was silent, except for the wind that whistled through the high windows of the Yamazaki mansion. The lanterns cast dancing shadows on the ornate walls, and the heavy scent of incense mixed with the subtle aroma of wood and leather. You were there, among the many concubines of the powerful Shingen, but the difference was clear: no one moved or breathed with the same confidence and aura of strength as you.

Shingen Yamazaki, sitting in his dark wooden chair, watched the hall. His eyes, sharp as blades, ran through every female figure in front of him. But, as always, his gaze didn't seem to penetrate you... until that moment.

Since the first night you were next to him, the dynamic had been clear: he was impressed with you. Not only for the appearance - firm features, haghty posture, trained body, eyes that burned with determination - but for the strength you emanated. Many men saw this as a threat; he, on the contrary, was fascinated. You didn't bow, didn't smile out of politeness and didn't flater. You simply existed, hard, imposing and... unattainable.

"Why are you always so cold to me?" His voice was low, hoarse, loaded with a curiosity that mixed with something deeper. He stood up, his every step echoing on the polished wooden floor.

You raised your chin, crossing your arms. "Because I have no interest in flattering those who don't deserve it," he replied firmly, without being intimidated. His voice was firm, direct, almost challenging.

Shingen stopped a few meters from you, observing every line of your body, every contained movement. He could feel the tension in the air, as if you were a blade ready to cut, but also something more: an energy that he did not see in any other concubine.

"You... are different from the others," he said, finally. "They all follow me, smile, bow... you don't. You ignore me, but you're still always here. Why?"

You laughed, short, without humor, almost mocking. "Maybe because I have better things to do than worrying about you. Or maybe because I like to see how far you can go alone."

He narrowed his eyes, but there was no anger, just a spark of fascination. It was the first time in years that someone didn't let himself be dominated by his presence. You not only resisted, you provoked. And, for some reason he didn't want to admit, it attracted him more than any demonstration of submission already could.

Shingen took a step closer. His body was massive, loaded with contained force, but he still moved with the precision of a predator. You didn't retreat; instead, you adjusted your posture, balancing yourself, showing that if he attacked, you could receive an equally lethal response.

"I like you," he said, bluntly, and there was a raw sincerity in his voice, a mixture of admiration and desire. "Even if you ignore me, even if you challenge me... something in you holds me."

You raised your eyebrow, maintaining your posture. "I don't know if I should feel flattered or angry."

He smiled, a rare smile, almost genuine. He got even closer, until the distance between you was minimal. "Feel flattered. But you know... I'm not easy to ignore. Not even you, apparently."

The silence that followed was charged, almost palpable. The tension was electric, as if the air between you was about to catch fire. You, Y/n, with all your strength, all your independence, knew you could confront him, challenge him, and yet, deep down, something in your chest accelerated. A kind of respect... or maybe something more.

Shingen stretched out his hand, a simple gesture, but full of meaning. "I won't control you. But I won't allow you to leave my life so easily either."

You studied his face for a long moment, trying to decipher what you were hiding behind that intense look. And, even if you never admitted it, there was something in him that awakened something you hadn't felt for a long time: curiosity, excitement... and a desire to test the limits of this ruthless man.

Without saying a word, you touched your hand lightly, not in submission, but as a silent recognition that, no matter how hard you tried, you would not be ignored. And Shingen smiled darkly, satisfied. He had finally found someone who not only challenged him, but also awakened him in a way that no one else had ever managed.

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The following days became a silent dance of power and curiosity. Shingen couldn't take his eyes off you, even when he tried to stay away. All his concubines bowed, smiled, paid attention; you, Y/n, remained rigid, hard and impassive. It was annoying, provocative... and completely fascinating to him.

During the morning meetings, he watched her in silence, every movement calculated: the way she adjusted the kimono with dexterity, the firm posture, the firmness in the look. He realized that it wasn't just appearance; you were trained, powerful, skilled. Each gesture of his showed real strength - a force that rivaled, perhaps even surpassed, that of many warriors of the union.

One afternoon, he decided to test you. A private training, behind closed doors, without witnesses. Shingen entered the room with his typical heavy but precise step, looking at you with that mixture of curiosity and challenge that only he could carry.

"Today, you will show what you are capable of," he said, his voice low but firm. There was no threat, but there was intention: he wanted to feel the strength that emanated from you.

You crossed your arms, a short and disdainful smile on your lips. "You'll regret it," he murmured, but instead of retreating, he positioned himself in a combat posture.

Shingen advanced with the precision of a predator. Each blow of yours was powerful, calculated, and yet you stood firm, deviating, blocking, counterattacking with a speed and strength that surprised you. He was not used to finding someone who not only resisted, but challenged him so intensely.

Between blows and dodges, there was tension in the air - electric, almost suffocating. Their eyes crossed, challenging, intense, loaded with something that went far beyond physical combat. A silent respect was born between you, tempered by a desire that neither of you fully admitted.

When the fight ended, both breathing heavily, Shingen approached slowly. "You're stronger... and more obstinate than anyone I've ever faced," he said, with a dark smile, full of admiration.

You just arched an eyebrow, still firm, still grumpy. "And you're... more annoying than anyone I've ever fought," he replied, the tip of his voice loaded with defiance, but deep down, there was a spark of recognition.

He got even closer, so close that he could feel the heat of his body. "And even so..." he began, and his hand stretched out, touching his face with unexpected delicacy. "Even so, I can't ignore you."

For a moment, the whole world seemed to stop. Strength, pride, stubbornness - all your walls were about to give way, but you still didn't back down. Just kept her eyes fixed on his, showing that, even attracted, she would not be easily dominated.

Shingen smiled darkly, satisfied. "So that's how it's going to be... I'll challenge you every day, and you'll challenge me back. Until finally... you accept that, somehow, I'm already inside you."

You took a deep breath, your heart racing, but your face unshakable. "Don't think it will be easy," you murmured. "Not even close."

He just laughed, a deep sound, full of promise and challenge. "I never imagined that someone could challenge me like that... and yet, that's exactly what I want."

And in that silent room, between sweat, heavy breaths and electrical tension, something was born that no power, no title, no rule could erase: a deep respect, a fierce attraction and an endless battle between two indomitable spirits.

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In the Yamazaki world, victims were those who crossed the union: rivals, delinquents or traitors. Shingen trusted you differently. He let her lead small missions or confrontations, silently observing her performance, analyzing her strategy, her precision and her strength.

• Shingen and you:

• He was protective, but not controlling.

• In public, you seemed just another concubine; in private, he showed respect and confidence in your strength.

• Their moments of intimacy were permeated by tension and challenge: every touch had a weight, every look, a silent promise.

• Shintaro and other leaders:

• Shintaro was suspicious of how much Shingen trusted you.

• He saw Y/n's strength as something that could unbalance the traditional clan hierarchy.

• This created points of tension, because Shintaro, despite respecting strength, did not tolerate disobedience or direct rivalry.

• Subordinates and clan members:

• Many were intimidated by his presence; others, envious.

• Shingen often intervened, protecting you from attacks or provocations, but without interfering too much - he wanted to see how far you could stand, knowing that his hard posture reinforced authority and respect within the clan.

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Points of tension and conflict:

1. Confrontations with rivals:

• Whenever the union faced external enemies, Shingen insisted that you participate, even against your will. He wanted to test his strength, but he also wanted to see his emotional reaction: if he would trust him completely.

2. Internal enemies:

• Some members of the union, jealous or loyal to Shintaro, tried to provoke conflicts between you and Shingen.

• Each provocation was a dance of intelligence: you responded coldly and calculatingly, he acted firmly and protectively, further strengthening the romantic tension between you.

3. Private moments:

• Between training and strategies, the intimate moments were full of intensity.

• Shingen never forced anything; each approach was based on respect and mutual desire.

• The touch of hands, looks and small provocations increased the spark between you, without ever breaking the balance of power that both valued.

4. Emotional conflict:

• Shingen fell in love with you, but your independence and stubbornness constantly challenged him.

• You, Y/n, never gave in easily, always maintaining the hard and grumpy posture, provoking him and testing how far your love and patience could go.

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After weeks of training and silent encounters, the relationship between you and Shingen began to become more complex. He was not only a feared leader; he was strategic, calculating and deeply observant. And you, Y/n, with strength and skill worthy of a warrior, did not let yourself be impressed by titles or fear - only by genuine merit and respect.

Shingen began to realize that loyalty and respect within the clan were not only won by fear, but by the recognition of the strength and intelligence of each member. You were a clear exception: he couldn't just command you, and that challenged him in ways that no one else had ever done.

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[tojisteddy]

Adding another canonically dead, tall, emotionally unavailable, and visibly depressed man to my roster and making them my comfort characters

[ninjiinyii]

My ladies! When will we know the name of these men~~

They are so hot!

My ladies?! Do you know the names?

[venulus]

Flying to your ask box after seeing the celebration post! Congrats! You deserve it and I love your work! May I ask for ikesen Motonari and Shingen (my greatest loves) NSFW alphabet K and Y? Please and thank you *puppy eyes*

Fandom: Ikémen Sengoku Featuring: Shingen Takeda & Motonari Mouri Warnings: Sexual Content | Explicit Content | Read at your own risk | 🔞 Minors DNI 🔞 Additional Warnings: Mentions of past trauma

(a/n): Thank you so much, Whimsey ♥w♥ You know, Shinbear and Momo are two of my IkeSen faves so I feel you on so many levels! I hope you like these 🙈

🌸 K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

I think Motonari is pretty much open to trying anything as long as he doesn’t feel vulnerable. 

He doesn’t like feeling powerless or as though he’s at the mercy of someone else. 

It triggers him. He’d be terrified, even though he wouldn’t show it on the outside. 

It would definitely give him a panic attack.

He’s big on body worship, though. 

He develops this kink while being with you, later on in the relationship.

It’s just the loving way in which you caress his body and pepper tender smooches over his delicate skin that drives him crazy.

He just can’t help it, it’s his biggest turn-on.

I think he loves marking you, as well.

He likes leaving hickeys and bite marks all over your body, especially your neck and shoulder, breasts/chest, inner thighs, and buttcheeks.

🌸 Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Contrary to his characterisation in-game, I believe Motonari’s sex drive is low. 

He has an aversion to physical contact, especially being touched. 

So, I think that it would take him a while to open up to someone, and that person wouldn’t just be anybody.

He’d only open up to someone he loves and who loves him back, someone who he trusts 100%

And it would take a while for him to trust that person and some more to feel comfortable enough with them to engage in an act as intimate and physical as sex is.

I bet it would take him months, maybe even a year or so, at best.

It’s not like love will cure him of his trauma, but it might help to some degree.

His first time with you, probably his first time ever, at least at love-making, would be quite an experience. 

You have to make sure to listen to him and pay attention to the little silent cues.

A safeword would come in handy, especially if you’re the one pleasing him.

Regarding the gloves, I imagine that if he’s ready to take this huge step, he’s probably touched you non-sexually without his gloves before. So, gloves off, most likely.

If he’s the one in control, then, probably reminding him not to push himself and that you two can stop at any time is okay. 

He probably gives you some snark in return, but that’s his tsundereness speaking. He truly appreciates your concern and care.

So, back on topic, once he’s more used to being intimate with you, his sex drive might increase a little.

He’d definitely want you to touch him more at this stage of the relationship, as I think he’d be craving that loving, gentle touch of yours.

🌸 K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

D O M I N A T E  H I M

Take control, make him submit to you, tell him what to do, make him touch himself in front of you, yank on his hair, tie him up, sit on his face, bend him over, spank him, peg him, rim him, use him for your own sexual pleasure, he doesn’t care. 

All I’m gonna say is that the only thing harder than diamonds is his boner whenever you seize control.

There’s nothing that riles Shingen up more than his lover doing with him as they please, especially if you dote on him afterwards. 

He’s also big on worshipping your body thoroughly.

There’s no inch of your body he won’t kiss with his loving lips and touch with his sturdy hands.

He’s gonna show you how much he loves you and your beautiful body.

Also, a big fan of period sex (if you have periods)

Just watching his cock red with your blood oddly turns him on.

He loves that you get extra sensitive and responsive to his every touch.

And of course, I think he’s really into breeding.

If you’d let him, he’d come inside you every single time.

He gets a little rough with his love sometimes, which makes me think he’s into primal sex as well.

🌸 Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Shingen’s sex drive is quite high.

If your sex drive is also high, you two will be fucking like bunnies way into the night.

If your sex drive is low, he’d respect that.

He won’t force you ever, no matter how horny he is.

He wouldn’t mind fucking his fist as he fantasizes about you, thinking of the things he’d like to do to you or the things he’d like you to do to him.

He might even let you watch him as he pleases himself if you so desire.

As shameless as he is, he would put on quite a show for you.

Your low sex drive wouldn’t be an issue for him because he knows what turns you on and he’d use it to his advantage.

But, of course, if you refuse for whatever reason, he understands and doesn’t push the matter.

He respects you a lot.

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[otomehoes]

jealous S/O

characters: Ieyasu, mitsuhide, kenshin, shingen and yukimura

genre: angst with fluff end

warnings: suggestive on Ieyasu’s part, and mostly the boys being affectionate and showing how much they love you, also I think I went a little overboard with yuki and shingen ahahahha

ieyasu’s body froze when he saw you curled on the bed and hearing sniffles coming from you; following his heart, he walked towards the futon and embracing you with a tight grip he stood there until you calmed yourself, some time passed until you looked at him, puffy eyes full of regret and sadness, two feelings that he swore he would never let you to feel, but there you were.

a few moments before arriving at his manor hideyoshi called for him, the lord told him that early that day he was talking to you, and you confessed to him that lately you have been feeling that you weren’t worthy enough to be with ieyasu, hideyoshi tried to persuade you, but you were to blinded to see the real truth and that’s how everything ended up.

now ieyasu was looking at you with such a soft and loving gaze that you swore that never in your life someone looked at you in that way “don’t ever think again that you’re not worthy of being with me, you’re the person that I most love in this world and the only one I would ever” his voice was serious but his gaze held that intense gaze “I love you too Ieyasu and I’m so sorry that I made you worry” you said while trying to contain your tears again “don’t be sorry, now let me show you how much I love you” and with that you let yourselves get lost on the pleasure of your bodies, showing the love and the affection that could be said through words.

mitsuhide knew that something was wrong with you when he found himself another night in his room alone. few days prior he asked one of the maids if the saw you, and all of them had the same answer “lady (y/n) is on her room”, but it’s been three days since that and he still didn’t saw any trace of your persona. once he finished his work he went towards your room and knocked “who is it?” your voice was merely a whisper it was so weak that it wasn’t for his good audition he would thought that you were already asleep. you made him enter, his eyes widened at the sight in front of him, pale face and dark bags under your eyes, your lips were dried and your eyes didn’t had the same sparkle that he was used to.

“I don’t know who did this to you, but I’ll make sure that they will pay the price” his eyes were full of anger but everything stoped when you talked “it was me” you said “lately I’ve been thinking about us and that I’m not enough and that–” a pair of arms enveloped your tired body, even thought that you were on you bedroom for the past few days your energy drained at the feeling of losing mitsuhide.

“don’t” he whispered “if we have to talk in terms of who isn’t enough for each other, that one is me, but the merely thought of you being gone it breaks my heart” he tightened his grip on you “so don’t leave me, because you’re the only one I love”

walking through the garden kenshin saw looking at some flowers but something the way you looked at them seemed off the sadness and melancholy that were dancing in your eyes disappeared once you saw him and with a smile you made a sign to him to approach. a smile that didn’t reach your eyes.

“did something happen?” your eyes widened at his question “well…” you started “for some time I’ve been feeling a little bit down, sometimes I think about our relationship and how I don’t deserve you and that someday you’ll find someone better to be with”

you knew that kenshin wasn’t a man of words but actions; carefully he took your hands with his and placed them on his chest, right where you could feel his heart. “Im the one who should be saying this, I love you so much that sometimes I just want to lock you up somewhere were none would snatch you of my arms” his gaze met yours and you saw softness in them “so don’t ever dare to feel like that again” you laughed “but kenshin that doesn’t work lik–” “I told you to not” something in the way he said those words made you feel much better, because even if kenshin didn’t said out loud how much he loved you, instead his actions would always spoke for him.

it wasn’t any secret that shingen was popular with women, every time the two of you would go in town, many women approached him, and even though that you knew he loved you, there were some ladies that didn’t accept that.

it was a sunny day when you decided to go to the market and buy some new fabrics for your next work. everything was going smoothly until you saw a young lady approaching you with a innocent smile plastered on her face “you’re lady (y/n) aren’t you?” you smiled at her “yes, so you need something?”

“well it’s more that I want to give you an advice” she said while looking around and the approaching her face on your ear “before you realize, shingen will get bored of you and dump you as he had done with many other woman” even if she seemed serious the glint in her eyes told you something else “thank you for the advice” and with that you headed on the opposite direction where you came.

even if you wanted to keep your composure in front of the lady, something inside you made you question if what she said was really true. With her advice going through your mind you arrived at the castle where you went straight to your room. you of his popularity, who wouldn’t? you were only a normal girl who got stuck on a wormhole and went to the past, many ladies of this era were more worthy of being with him than you. your hands were trembling just like your lower lip, tears were on the edge of falling down, yes I’m another girl with whom he will be, and that’s all.

crying in silence, you curled yourself inside your futon, it wasn’t fair, your heart gutted so much and so your soul. too busy dealing with your burden, you didn’t realize the door sliding open and the figure of shingen entering. the sight he was meeting took him aback, his beautiful goddess, the angel of his life was crying if there was no tomorrow.

sliding the door closed, shingen appeared on your side on an inhuman pace, his strong arms met your body and your face on his chest. “shingen, I hope you can find someone on the future who can make you happy” your statement made his heart break, even if you couldn’t see his eyes started watering “how could you say something like that?” his voice sounded so offended “you’re my goddess and the person that I love the most in this world (y/n), seeing you thinking about yourself as someone who is just passing by in my life makes me want to cry, swear to my that you would never ever think like that again, I know my reputation doesn’t work on my favor but if I could see yourself the way that I see you I think it would make you change your way of thinking” his voice was low but the way he said everything without an ounce of hesitation made you want to bonk yourself to be so dumb and believe some random woman’s words “I love you (y/n)”

“I love you too shingen” and with that every doubt disappeared from your mind like dust does when the wind comes.

aah yuki poor soul, he was on the wrong place and the wrong time. since your birthday was approaching yuki decided to buy something that you’ve been looking everytime the two of you would take a walk near the shopping stands, it was a beautiful camelia brooch with a hair pin of the same color, but before purchasing it the flower of the brooch fell, the lady apologized to him saying that she would fix it before dark.

unbeknownst to yuki, you were on your room finishing a new kimono with a sad look on your face, something inside you made you feel like the world was against you, even if you tried your best to stay positive everything was blue. With the final touches were made you started to head out of the manor when you heard two maids talking between them.

“I just saw how he was giving the flower to that young lady” one said earning a gasp from the other “but yukimura-sama seems to love lady (y/n) so much… aah what should we do?” everything as silent until the first one talked again “perhaps… do you think he got bored of her?”

something broke inside you, probably that was right, it has been a while since the last time he came to see you, he always would make some time to meet with you, but lately he didn’t even bother to let you know if he would come. With your spirits down and a huge desire to cry you went back to your room and told one of the maids to deliver the kimono instead of you.

letting your body fell on the futon you eyes started to water and without even realizing you were a crying mess. on the other hand, yukimura was making his way towards the manor, when he saw on of the maids that you worked along with what it seemed a kimono, when the made saw him she tried to ignore him and change ways, yukimura stopped her; “did something happen?” the maid looked at him nervously, her hands shaking slightly “well… I think that there’s something wrong with the lady, but I don’t think it’s yukimura’s business, since you got tired of her” and with that the maid headed out.

Without a second thought yukimura ran to your room, where from outside he could hear you sobbing uncontrollably, he entered and sat next to you, his hand on each side of his body, his eyes wandering everywhere but you; his heart was aching. “look at me (y/n)” he said his hands now on your face “I don’t know what happened here while I was gone, but I swear that anything has happened” his eyes who were looking at the floor now connected to yours “I love you and I would never get bored or tired of you, I would prefer dying one hundred times before ever thinking about that, so please, believe me” you cried again, not because of the sadness that had left at the same time you saw yuki entering but because of your foolishness “I know yuki, thats why I will always love you too”

[war--lords]

JEALOUS IKEMEN (SENGOKU) BOYS! YEAH JEALOUS BOİS :D Could you write about this topic for headcanon?

yes maam/sir/gender neutral greeting random bois below

Warning: Suggestive content? idk what to tag this

Nobunaga

Doesn’t get jealous easily. He’s confident not because of his station of power, but because he’s sure that your heart belongs to him (the way his belongs to yours), and petty flirtations from other potential suitors aren’t going to sway that kind of commitment.

But even the Devil King isn’t without cracks of weaknesses here and there. For him, it’s when you actually act kind and loving to the other person who’s trying to get your attention. And you often do that, of course, because you’re naturally kind and loving, though it doesn’t help that you’re also sort of dense when someone is trying to flirt with you.

...which means he hates it when Ranmaru clings to you. That boy may seem innocuous enough but Nobunaga can’t help but sense an underlying secret beneath all that ‘little brother’ attitude.

“What did you do today?” It’s something he always asks when the two of you are about to go to bed.

If you tell him you’ve been out with Ranmaru all day, enthusiastically talking about the places you went, the food you tried, he’ll probably hold you closer on your shared futon, the grip on your waist unyielding, and pin your body down underneath his. At this point it’s safe to assume that you’re not going to go to sleep anytime soon.

“All day, you say,” he murmurs, opting to administer teasing kisses on your neck and jaw, doing everything he can to avoid your lips where he knows you want it the most. The man usually takes what he wants, so when he teases, you know it’s going to persist throughout the affair.

His hand wanders to the hem of your robe, slowly slipping inside. 

“Then I suppose it’s only fair that you dedicate yourself to me all night.”

Hideyoshi

As a devout follower of Nobunaga, he likes to think that he also doesn’t get jealous easily, because he’s a full-grown, mature man, right?

Let’s just say that’s not quite it.

There was one time he catches you in a room with the seamstresses, and he sees you blushing. Red from the top of your head to your neck. They are surrounding you, likely showering you with compliments on your design, but he can’t actually hear what they’re saying. All he knows is that you’re sat in the middle of them, face delightfully reddened and a slightly distressed-slash-embarrassed look on your face that reminds him so much of the face you make when you’re in bed with him...

And that’s when the feeling flares up in his gut. He announces his presence and practically ushers you out. Stunned, you follow blindly. He brings you to your shared quarters before deciding to ask what you were doing with the seamstresses exactly.

He doesn’t know if he should be dismayed or delighted at your still-blushing face. Did you get redder? You show him something you’ve been holding in your hand, something he doesn’t notice—

It looks like very skimpy, very accessible undergarments.

You stutter as you explain. “It was a gift.”

His hungry eyes pinned on yours, hands already beginning to undo your obi, he replies in a heartbeat. “Then it’d be rude for us to not use it.”

Shingen

Guy flirts with anything that has two legs and breathes so

It’ll be kind of hypocritical of him if he gets jealous easily, and by nature he’s very chill, so... that should be fine.

Or so he thinks.

It starts with you bantering with Yukimura. The two of you are almost like siblings in Kasugayama, always having something to good-naturedly argue about, so he’s used to the sight. What he’s not used to is Yukimura blushing around you. Maybe the two of you are talking about something embarrassing, but Shingen isn’t used to seeing him like that at all.

With Sasuke, you’re always sharing inside jokes about the future. Even after Shingen’s short visit, he can’t say he understands everything you talk about. Sometimes he’ll catch you snickering with each other (about something called a ‘kombucha girl’? He’s not sure).

Kenshin pours your sake at banquets.

It’ll take awhile for jealousy to blossom, but when it does, it’ll be unexpected and... maybe enjoyable. He’ll whisk you away from the lively party into the quiet of his quarters, lips nibbling on your ear and hands busy undressing you.

“Shingen, what—ah!”

“Everyone’s in love with you, do you know that?” he asks, nimble fingers on your chest. “But only I can have you like this, because you only love me. I want you to say it.”  

Possessive Shingen is a rare occurrence, so you best enjoy it while it lasts. 

[letskidnapsenpai]

D, L, and Z with Kenshin and Shingen? Had to hop on the SFW train while I could, gotta go fast

Not like I'm complaining- but I posted that I want requests like 3 minutes ago- do you have a life? 🧐 of course I'm kidding, I don't have life either, I just spent 4 hours in row reading smau I like how we're all obsessed with Shingen and Kenshin- xD 💖 I have to wake up in 3 hours, if this is posted on Tuesday, I sacrificed at least hour of sleep for it- 😌🥴 Also I haven't done Kenshin's nor Shingen's route so don't come at me if I portray them wrong- Everything I know is from Yuki and Masamune's route and few fanfics ╥﹏╥ Also sorry if the kids part is bad, let's say kids aren't my favourite thing- also sorry if I disappointed you by making Kenshin not want kids, it doesn't have to do with my opinion on kids, I just see Kenshin as the career focused type, but since I didn't want to make you sad, I added little bonus because of it 🥺💖

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

• Before he met you and at the start of your relationship, he didn't want to settle down

• It will probably take some time for him to figure out he wants to settle down, probably few years due to him still being scared of you leaving him

• So at first your life together is very adventurous and sometimes difficult, because Kenshin loves war and he loves his freedom, but eventually he calms down and decides get wants to have a family with you

• He's still busy even after you settle down, he surely has more free time since he calmed down and isn't trying to declare war to everything that moves, but he's still busy due to his position, so you're the one cooking and cleaning all the time

• He tries to help you when he can, but you usually do it before he has time to

• When he manages to clear his schedule and tries to cook something for you, it ends up surprisingly good since he followed recipe, thanks god for that, when he tries to improvise in kitchen it tastes horrible

• He's cleaning up his office perfectly everyday and when I say perfectly, I mean it

• Everything is on it's place, books are divided by themes and sorted by alphabetical order, every paper is on it's place and there's not even one particle of dust

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L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

• He doesn't want kids, but that doesn't mean he doesn't like them, they're just not something he needs or wants in his life

• War was always the most important thing to him, then you took it's place and you're perfectly happy together, he doesn't need kids, he's already happy

• He'll like when you two babysit Shingen's or Yuki's kids, they love you both, you for your kindness and for giving them as much sweets as they want and Kenshin for how cool he is

• He's actually really good with kids, telling them cool war stories and showing them his fighting skills, all the kids love him and you're the cool uncle and aunt that the kids beg to go to every weekend

If you really wanted kids-

• Kenshin doesn't need kids, but he loves you and you want them, so after thinking about it for really long he decides that you can have one

• He loves kids and he sure would love your child, raising them to be strong and brave as he, but he'll support them in whatever they want to do

• And he'll make sure his kid is better then Shingen's kid at everything, Shingen's kid can talk at 2? His learns it at 17 months etc.

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Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs? Does it change around a partner?)

• He tends to overwork himself like the rest of the warlords

• So he's getting almost no sleep at all until you literally force him to go to sleep because he's writing nonsense

• Because he really doesn't want to have to write everything over tomorrow, he goes to sleep, staying up late didn't have any purpose anyways since he couldn't concentrate

• The only reason he's getting more sleep around you is because you don't let him stay up late, he wouldn't go to sleep earlier just because he wants to fall asleep with you, he thinks his work is more important then what he wants

• His favourite way to sleep is holding your hand, he needs to move in his sleep, so you two can't sleep in a hug and he goes to sleep later then you usually, but he'll try to always hold your hand while you sleep together, it's little remainer that you're here, safe and next to him

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

• He wants to settle down, despite being kinda playboy who flirted and slept with everybody before he met you, he knows he wants to spend the rest of his life with you the moment you two fall in love

• He'll love all the domestic stuff, cooking together, cleaning together, he'll love coming home to find you

• He doesn't like cooking, he'll make dinner if there's some special event because he's good at it and he doesn't even need a recipe to make you happy, but he doesn't like cooking alone

• He loves cooking together tho, it's always so much fun with Shingen teasing you the whole time and you almost cutting you hand off when Shingen got his clothes dirty, so he took it off and was shirtless I don't know how the kimono and stuff works, sorry 🥺

• It's moments like that when he relizes just how much loves you, watching you laugh in your kitchen when you cook dinner together at your home is something really heartwarming for Shingen

• He also doesn't like cleaning, he has organized mess in his office, he can find everything, but he's the only one who can do that

• But he likes when you clean together, he likes pouring the water on you instead of on floor and he likes racing by sliding around the castle on the wet floor with you, he loves the way you laugh during stuff like that

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L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

• He loves kids and he wants to have them with you

• He probably wants one or two kids and even if he says he doesn't care what it's going to be, he wants daughter so he can take care of her and protect her

• If you two have two kids, he wants one girl and one boy so he has one from both

• He isn't even trying to be strict with them, he spoils them with candy and gifts and you have to deal with them all, including your childish husband, after

• He'll show them off everywhere, he's just soo proud of them and he loves them soo much

• Yuki will probably try to make Shingen be more responsible and not give them everything they want, not give them sweets and overall be Karen be strict with them, but we all know he's not going to listen

• Yuki's kids love when you two babysit them because you give them candy while their dad wants them to eat healthy and they are great friends with your kids

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Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs? Does it change around a partner?)

• He sleeps a lot because he's a bear

• He goes to sleep kinda late if he's alone and he sleeps until he has to wake up or until lunch

• But because you want to fall asleep in his arms, he has to go to sleep earlier then usually, but he still sleeps as long as he can

• If you're used to sleeping a lot too, you'll both wake up to angry Yuki because Shingen has to talk to somebody important and he's still sleeping

• If you're used to waking up early, you're gonna have to wait for him, there's no way to wake him up, it's literally impossible

• You once poured cold water on him to wake him up only for him to roll into other side and continue sleeping, it's kinda impressive