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@war--lords
it's 5:30 AM here... i'm about to fall asleep... just wanna say i love ur writing, it's been a while since i've seen u on tumblr ;;
Hi bb, I am honored to have simply crossed your mind. Hope you got a restful sleep after sending this in, and yes I know it's been forever :') I miss everyone and I get nostalgic thinking about finishing my 5 story tickets before midnight lol
Hope you're doing amazing!
came here through the ikemen gods series, i love your writing 💕 thank you for posting your stories here where i could find them! may inspiration never leave you and words always flow *hugs* happy fanfic writer appreciation day!
Aw thank you! I didn't know there's such a thing—though I'm sure I missed it by a long time. Thank you for taking the time to write this, I appreciate it so much <3
You know that “I love you BITCH I ain’t never gonna stop loving you... BITCH” vine? That’s me @ you
YOOOOOO this... This is how you steal my heart 😩
You just got a new follower! Your work is literally amazing! I love the characterization and your writing style is so good! It makes me smile just reading it.
Hi, oh my gosh this means so much to me. A huge part of why I love writing fanfics is the opportunity to play around with characterizations beyond the canon material, and I had so much fun doing that with the boys hehe <3
Thank you for sending this message!
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Hello police? I'm here to file a missing report. Yes. My favourite writers with wild Masamune as their profile pic has gone missing 😭😭😭. I absolutely love their writing too 😭😭😭😭. Please help me find them and bring them back!! I want to give them lots of love! 🥺
ANON I LOVE YOU SM dont call the cops I'm here!!!! Thank you for looking for me! 😭
💗 incoming love train! I appreciate you and recognize the amazing presence you have on this site, thank you for contributing to our community! 🌷send this to all the blogs you love! Don’t forget to share the love. 💌💐🌷🌻🌺💐🌸🌹
This is the sweetest, thank you! 🥹
Please come back.
I just remembered I have Tumblr and that I have this blog :') the feels
Thank you for writing in, I wish I could come back. Living as a human being in 2025 is really hard and I've fallen out of love with a lot of what I enjoy—not just fandoms but also activities—because of general fatigue from (hand gestures) everything, which sucks. But I've been thinking of writing again for a different fandom, so we'll see what happens.
I hope you're doing well <3
sometimes i think about nobunaga in a suit
Feast your eyes on this😋
Sometimes you just need to ask and the universe will provide huh
sometimes i think about nobunaga in a suit
Hope you all are doing well! Despite my lack of writing I've completed both Kennyo's endings and am on my way to Yukimura's Eternal Ending hehe
Just dying at Kicho's involvement in Kennyo's route....... There's so much to freaking unpack
Your birb memes give me life. That is all. Goodday.
It's not mine, I just reblogged it but I'm so glad I did
Masamune and Kenshin’s reactions to getting up for something during the night and coming back to find that their pet is now snuggling with a sleeping MC in his place.
UGH YES
Masamune
He needs to pee
Caught himself in a dream looking for the toilet and tryna do business but he’s been through that a lot of times, so he’s trained to wake up and actually go to the toilet.
He’s very reluctant in letting you go because you feel so good pressed against him like that. Not to mention your looks. Like, you’re 1294439759 times cuter when you sleep. He’s weak to that defenseless look on your face, the way your lips part slightly, the slight stirring and annoyed groan you let out when he slowly pries your arm away from him (again, reluctantly). UGH HE WANTS TO STAY AND WATCH YOU SLEEP BUT HE HAS TO PEE
So stupid, Masamune thinks as he quickly goes to the toilet. The faster the better, because then he can actually go back to bed and cuddle up next to you, and that way he can stare at your sleeping face a little longer—
Masamune pees in record time
Imagine his smug face, extremely proud of his trivial achievement literally dropping when he sees Shogetsu curled up very comfortably against you. He can hear the tiger’s purr from five feet away—he is very comfortable, indeed. Right where Masamune should be. Next to you. Lying beside your body, your huggable, soft, nice-smelling body—
With no mercy he steps closer to the futon, hands ready to pry his pet away from his spot, but oh six hells look at you and Shogetsu???? The two of you make the most precious sight sleeping next to each other like that????
And just like that Masamune is stuck in a difficult predicament: move Shogetsu away, possibly waking him up in the process, to regain his rightful place next to you on the futon, or… just… lie down next to the two of you? There’s no space left for him, but maybe he can fit half of his butt in? Dawn should be coming soon, so it’s not going to be that bad anyway, right?
Just as he prepares himself for an uncomfortable night’s sleep, you let out a soft moan, your eyes slowly opening, trying to adjust your vision to the dark around you. Shogetsu stirs in response. “Masamune…?”
“Hey kitten,” he says coolly. “Sorry I had to leave you. Toilet.”
“It’s fine, dummy, just get back here. It’s kinda cold.”
So that’s settled, then. Masamune slips under the covers, Shogetsu drowsily circling the two of you to find the right spot and deciding that the space on top of your heads would do. You sigh as your lover cuddles up next to you, hands immediately latched on your waist where they belong.
“Night,” you murmur. He murmurs it back, leaving a kiss on your forehead, before the two of you drift off.
Kenshin
He… also needs to pee.
Like Masamune, he finds your sleeping face beyond enchanting. To think that he used to think it’s possible for you to be even more beautiful than you already are. But under the stream of moonlight from the half-open sliding door (you wanted to let the night breeze in a little), Kenshin almost believes that you’re not from this world—although technically you aren’t, coming from the future. A sense of melancholy washes over him, as if you’re going to fade away into moon dust and float back to where he can’t reach.
Kenshin snaps out of it, though. He’s over that. He knows that you’re fully present, here, with him, always staying by his side no matter the circumstance. It’s the early hour that hypnotized him momentarily, like he’s not sure if he’s stuck in one of his dreams or if all of this is real.
The need to urinate convinces him that it’s real all right. So he goes and does his business.
It’s still slightly chilly and he already misses the way your skin presses against his, so he hurries back to his quarters, only to find that his spot on the futon has already been conquered by… a pile of snow? But winter is over—
Not snow, he corrects himself mentally when he sees one snowball jump in the air. Rabbits, about a dozen. Some of them patterned brown and black, but mostly white. He watches as they huddle closer to you, presumably for warmth, but even you can feel the movement around you. He sees you sit up, groggy, and your voice is laced with slumber still as you ask him.
“Kenshin…? What’s happening?”
As you try to process the group of rabbits on your futon, their eyes closed contentedly while some still hop around for the perfect spot, Kenshin approaches.
“I’m sorry, love. Perhaps they entered from the garden,” he says, glancing at the sliding door that you left open. Should he carry all these lapins out to the garden and slam the door on their innocent, sleepy faces? It’d allow him to retake his place next to you on the futon, but closing the door means no spring breeze (the breeze does feel exceptionally nice), and even he would feel bad kicking out his own nest of rabbits. Sure, they just started following him around, but a leader never forsakes his devotees.
“They’re probably cold,” you add, feeling a bit more awake now as you stoke a sleeping bunny on your lap. “You should push them away to make room,” comes your suggestion, and sure enough, with a gentle but swift nudge of your hand, the bunnies shift away obediently. Kenshin’s footsteps are precarious and careful, but eventually he’s able to lay down next to you.
“Comfortable?” He nods at your question and you chuckle. The rabbits have all settled down since they’ve stopped wriggling and moving. Kenshin sighs, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he holds your closer against him. Sharing you with his bunnies… the things he goes through for you.
The beginning of a saga
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iv. wedding ft. date masamune
I scrapped this in favor of the modern day wedding but it’s been sitting in my drafts since then and I haven’t got the time to write so here you go
still think about masamune and that haori sometimes 😩
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.
Happy new year! May you have a wonderful year!
Happy new year to you, too!
He walks down the hallway with purpose. It is at least a couple hours past midnight and he just finished the last of his meetings for the day—they were stuffy and long and tedious, but necessary for the flourishing of Kasugayama as a whole.
The old Uesugi Kenshin would complain about the lack of bloodshed that has to do with these meetings, but the current Kenshin has learned to appreciate peace, even if it brings the kind of work he had to do today. Because ultimately, peace means his beloved worries less for him.
How he misses you. He’s barely gotten any chance to see you today, something he regrets—only a kiss here and a whiff of the scent of your hair there—and all of a sudden he notices the chill in the winter air growing, like he needs you in his arms to get by. His footsteps hasten in the hallways.
He needs to see you now.
He wonders what you’re doing—if you have as much work as he does. Did you wait up for him? He hopes not. He remembers telling you during one of the little stolen moments earlier today about how he’ll run late and how you should go to bed without him. He remembers the look you gave him as your mouth opens in a lovely “oh”, a little forlorn, but you fix it into a smile. The peck you deliver on his lips and the quiet “don’t stretch yourself too thin, okay?” before he seals your lips with a deeper kiss.
Kenshin recognizes the slight excitement in his heartbeat as he reaches the sliding door to his quarters. It’s dark—you’re probably asleep. Making sure to be silent so as to not wake you up, he slides the door open, eager to see you.
The sight of you fills his heart to the brim, but this time more than ever, because you’re on the futon, deep asleep, his haori draped messily over and in front of you. He notices your hand clutching the fabric in front of your face, the slight parting of your lips, how your body seems to curl into itself under the blanket as a response to the cold night.
It’s clear that he’s not the only one missing his darling.
He quickly disrobes to change into something more comfortable just so he can join you posthaste, but as soon as he disrupts sheets in the slightest, he watches you stir, your eyes slowly blinking open to look into his heterochromatic irises. He takes this opportunity to gently pry the haori out of your grasp, only to wear it on his person.
“Kenshin…”
His lips curl into a smile, pleased to hear your sleep-ridden voice say his name.
“I’m sorry to keep you waiting,” he responds, ushering the two of you under the covers as soon as he’s finished donning the haori.
And you’re most definitely embarrassed because he gets a glimpse of your reddened cheeks before you cover your face with both hands. A slight twinge in his heart—too cute—as Kenshin softly encloses his hands around both your wrists to slowly guide them away from your face. Soon he has a hand on your jaw, willing you to look him in the eye, and he can’t help the amused chuckle he lets out at how utterly guilty you look. Your eyebrows are scrunched up and you’re biting at your bottom lip, as if you were a child caught eating more candy than they’re allowed.
“I’m sorry, it’s just—I couldn’t fall asleep and I missed you,” you sputter, but immediately relax when he presses his lips against yours. It’s long, deep, and warm and addicting, and before long the two of you find yourself wrapped in each other’s arms, giving and taking open-mouthed kisses that staves off the cold weather almost entirely. You murmur his name in between (”Kenshin, Kenshin”) and it rocks him to his core like battles used to, except now it’s you he’s addicted to, so he brings you impossibly closer to bury his face in the crook of your neck.
“Mm,” he hums, kissing your throat before inhaling just under your ear, “I don’t blame you. I missed you too.” He smirks when you let out a quiet ah as he nips at your earlobe. “You shouldn’t be allowed to do something so adorable.”
“Even if it’s for you?” It’s at that moment you choose to run your fingers through his hair and he downright shivers.
“Only for me. I don’t know what I’ll do if someone else happens upon you in that state.”
He kisses you again, tilting his head so as to get deeper while his hands begin to wander, and you get the feeling it will be awhile until the two of you actually fall asleep.
