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honeybyte · 3 months
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come back to me
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xenokiryu · 4 months
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I think we could (read: me) use a guy like Kennyo cause like- goddamn 💕
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Seriously, gonna need myself someone like that 😭😭😭
Bonuses:
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Ieyasu really did forsake his dislike for Mitsunari to cover his ears, huh? Also, girl you're right about that, they're all adults they'll figure it out in due time 😂
But!!! Gods, Kennyo's Dramatic Ending really did treat me right. I absolutely love it. I legit need it to be midnight so I can read the Epilogue and the bonus stories too
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jgjmk4-2 · 9 months
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Hi hello! It me! I loved the way you wrote about the shaky hands MC 🥺 It was so lovely.
So, I have another idea! How about a reaction from Nobunaga, Kennyo, Kenshin, Yukimura and Shingen on meeting an MC that is a warrior monk? I just want that girlboss to be a badass sometimes, but Cybird is adamant on making her helpless.
Looking forward to seeing how you tackle this one 😌 Hope you have a fantastic day!
Hello!! Funny you come up with this concept because Cybird recently released that story sale "Forging her own path" which I think is supposed to be one where MC is a girl boss! I didn't buy though so idk if it's actually good 😅 This prompt is kinda cute though, I bet their reactions would be priceless!
Nobunaga:
It amuses him greatly that a woman is a warrior. He is slightly curious; she can be religious, fine, but what made her want to become a warrior as well?
He doesn't have a problem with people chasing their ambitions, but thinks that you're naive girl that just wants to play around and has never seen the battlefield before.
Doesn't blatantly show it, but slightly looks down on her until one of his soldiers gets in trouble with you because he took a pee on the corner of the temple grounds.
When he watches you beat his trained soldier with a broom stick with disciplined technique whilst reprimanding him, Nobunaga's eyes widened and he has newfound respect for you. Cue the love story of an ambitious man falling in love with quirky yet strong warrior monk.
Kennyo:
Absolutely not!! You and Kennyo are childhood friends, with him being a few years older than you, and he feels like he needs to protect you as an older brother (or maybe something more? 😉). So watching you swing around a sword, spear or whatever you can get your hands on almost gives him a heart attack.
He keeps questioning where he went wrong with his teachings; you used to be a quiet, good girl who would never even think of hurting a fly. Little does he realise how much you changed just to help him fight for his cause.
At every chance possible, he discourages you from becoming a warrior monk, but you're stubborn and insist on training and sweating with the other warriors.
But there is nothing Kennyo can do but respect your wishes as your skills and charisma slowly elevate you to a commander and his men are bowing their heads to you.
Kenshin:
Absolutely NOT 2.0. Women should NOT be on the battlefield, they need to be protected, safe, cared for and out of harms way.
It completely goes against his ideals and Kenshin can't stand it. He initially feels disgusted when the warrior monks introduce a woman as their leader.
And yet, he is slightly curious as to why all these men are choosing to follow you and choosing to bow their heads to you. You can sense this, so you confidently offer him a sparring session. He refuses to spar you, but when one of his underlings is brave (or, actually, foolish) enough to accept your challenge Kenshin watches as you disarm his solider and send him straight onto his bottom!
Okay, most women shouldn't be on the battlefield, but this one is a special case... Kenshin ignores the loud thumping in his chest.
Yukimura:
He first sees you training, shouting along with the other monks as you swipe your deadly weapon in a trained, fatal curve. You look tough... almost like a boar.
Boar woman, Boar woman, Boar woman, Boar woman, Boar woman.
It slips out of his mouth, earning him a smack on the head from the butt of your spear, a glare and an angry huff. Yukimura's heart strangely flutters under your direct, fearless gaze then.
But he also notices the little cuts and bruises on your hand from tough training. Wanting to get a little closer to you, he stops by your room later to pass you some salve and bandages, ones he keeps on handy for his own training. Not that he cares if you use or not though!!! >//_//<
Shingen:
WOW, you go girl. Being a warrior monk doesn't make you any less of a goddess to him. You're still beautiful even with a sword in your hand. In fact, he'd argue that you're most beautiful when you're training, focused and sweating.
Shingen invites you for dates at local tea houses, sends you sweets and flowers but is amused when you reject all of them and head to training instead.
Okay, okay, fine, no dates, no sweets, no flowers. Shingen wakes up early in the morning to give you some company. He babbles away whilst you train, which gives you some entertainment, but sometimes you scold him for distracting you.
Eventually, you warm up to him. His stories are interesting and it makes you put down your saber to listen to them at times. When Shingen offers to tell you more stories at a tea house after training, you finally accept. It becomes routine for the two of you - morning training followed by breakfast with Shingen's intriguing stories. Lads, take notes.
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aquagirl1978 · 11 months
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Can you make a headcanon for the Ikemen Sengoku guys getting jealous due to the MC like flirting with another man? Mainly, Ieyasu, Nobunaga, Masamune, Mitsuhide, Shingen and Kennyo's reactions?
Thank you for this request, anon. Hope you're having a great weekend!
IKEMEN SENGOKU HEADCANONS - JEALOUS WARLORDS (Ieyasu, Nobunaga, Masamune, Mitsuhide, Shingen, Kennyo)
Ieyasu Tokagawa
Did he notice you spending a bit too long chatting with that merchant? No, of course not - Ieyasu does not know feelings of jealousy. He sternly calls your name, stealing your attention from the merchant, reminding you of the schedule you need to adhere to. For the remainder of the shopping trip, he demands that you stay by his side so he can keep a close eye on you - there is no time to waste with worthless chatter.
Nobunaga Oda
How dare that man engage your attention, even for a fraction of a moment, during a party in Nobu's honor! He immediately calls over another servant, and asks her to take over tea service for you. Nobu sees you frown when your replacement informs you of what's going on. He waits for you to make eye contact before waving you over. To his side. Where you belong.
Masamune Date
Is that another man talking to his lass? His hand is on his sword in a gut reaction, he slows his steps down the hallway so as to not scare you by surprise. Is that your laughter he hears? His fingers tighten around the hilt of his sword, ready to bare his fangs and show this other guy who owns your heart. Masamune's face falls when he overhears the man say goodbye, his chance to fight for you love slowly walking away.
Mitsuhide Akechi
Little mouse, are you trying to get my attention by flirting with the merchant? His golden eyes glitter as he watches you discuss the different fabrics, your eyes lighting with a passion he so rarely sees outside of the bedroom. He is filled with curiosity as to what he could do in the bedroom to elicit a similar, passionate reaction from you later tonight. As soon as you are done with your purchase, Mitsuhide whispers to you that this shopping excursion is over, and it is time to return home.
Shingen Takeda
Shingen's brows furrow, his eyes darken as he watches you talk to the guest at the party. He notices your bright smile as you touch this man's arm. Confident that this is just an accidental touch, he continues to watch you as this man doesn't take his eyes off of you. Nor you he. Shingen strides over to you, a smile on his face, ready to introduce himself - as your lover. From there, he will keep a tight arm around your waist, not just to show everyone in attendance that you are spoken for, but because he just can't keep his hands off of you.
Kennyo
His eyes flicker from the flowers he is looking at - is that another man you are speaking to? He listens to you and hears the lilt in your voice - that beautiful, sweet voice that has so often comforted and calmed him, now being spoken to another man. He watched calmly as you engaged this other man in what sounded like innocent chatter. Kennyo smiled as you finished your conversation. His turn would come later that evening in the bedroom when he would make you sing his name. Over and over again.
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peachyotome · 1 year
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I know many have been waiting for this review. I think this might be one of my favorite stories ever and it really shows with the lengthy review!
If you've read it, did you have similar thoughts?
-Daisy 🌼
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mynameiskan · 12 days
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[Wip]
Practice using Ibis Paint.
The copic brush is actually pretty amazing. ✨
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ikemen-obssessed · 8 months
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the way there’s at least 3 ikesen characters matching this description
looking at you nobunaga ranmaru and shingen
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acrispyapple · 2 years
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warlord images provided by yamada shiro during ikesen jp’s downtime ✿
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sevenai · 1 year
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can we please talk about how cute these are?!? especially kanetsugu and yuki!
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ikeromantic · 10 months
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Hello sorry to bother hope I am nkt kate fir the cekebration huge compliments 🎉🎉🎊🎊 I wish ti ask Beauty with Kennyo 😍 Thank you 🙏☺
I don’t get many Kennyo asks but I think he’s one of the more interesting suitors. Someone who’s been around, suffered immensely, hit bottom, and then come back up. So here’s to more Kennyo! Approx 1100 words.
Kennyo’s eyes searched the surrounding forest for a long moment before he reminded himself he was supposed to be meditating. The habit did not bring the peace it once had, marred forever now by the sounds of screaming and smell of smoke. But it cleared his mind enough to plan his vengeance. A divine tool in a devil’s hands.
Besides, he thought, she wouldn’t come today. There was no reason. Surely the girl was tired of him by now. She ought to be. Young and vibrant and lovely - why would she bother to keep walking out to his small forest home? Surely not for the company. 
He took a deep breath and shut his eyes against the hope of seeing her. His breath came in slow, easy draughts, and his mind began to settle. Ignoring the itch on the side of his nose and the drop of sweat that ran down the line of his scar. The here and now did not matter, he thought. Only -
“Kennyo? Are you home?” Mai’s voice was cautious, uncertain.
His eyes opened and a smile tugged at his lips. He forced them into a frown as he stood. “Yes. Why are you out here again, Mai? Didn’t I tell you to stay away?”
“Sure. You did. Just - I - I . . .” Her voice faded to nothing and she stood there looking at him in mute appeal. After several moments of silence, she sighed. “I wanted to talk to you for a bit. That’s all. I can go if you’re busy.”
Kennyo knew he should have taken that path the moment she spoke those words. Dismissed her with a harsh word and a gesture. If he were cruel enough about it, she might never come back. And that was for the best - for both of them. He knew this, but the words stuck in his throat, his tongue would not move to speak them nor his lips to give them shape. 
He swallowed the refusal back and let out a breath. “Fine. You may stay, but only for a little while.” 
She smiled at him and in her face, he saw heaven. There was never a creature so beautiful, he thought, nor a gaze so full of joy. Her expression clouded over after a few heartbeats though as she raised a hand to hover near his cheek. “Are you alright?”
Kennyo savagely dashed the tear from his face and glared at her. “I am fine.” He turned on his heel and walked into the small shrine he called home. 
Mai followed, keeping a careful distance. “I was hoping you would tell me more about your life.” She paused as he glanced at her over his shoulder. “N-not you - precisely. I mean. Umm. Monastery life. What it’s like to be a monk. That kind of thing.”
“Why? Are you considering taking vows at a temple?” He didn’t look at her as he said this. He knew she wasn’t.
“No. I mean, it sounds pretty fascinating, but I already have my dream of being a fashion de- ah, a seamstress. I just wonder what it’s like. It seems so peaceful.”
Kennyo sat and gestured for her to sit too. He could not help the way his eyes took in her fair frame. The curve of hip and breast, the turn of her ankle, the flash of her calf as she folded into a seated position. She was lovely. He wished he could run his hands over her skin, could almost imagine the silk of her. His hand shook as he smoothed his robes, reminding himself again that this was a foolish line of thought.
Mai only beamed at him from where she sat, unaware in her sweet innocence of the bent of his thoughts. “Anyway, we can talk about whatever you like. I’m just glad you didn’t send me packing. I like being out here with you.”
Kennyo raised an eyebrow. “Then life in Azuchi must be more dull than I credit.” He sighed, pushing his thoughts back onto an appropriate track. “So. You want to know of life as a monk? Let me see.”
There was nothing exciting to tell, but he told her about it anyway. At first, the words were stiff and academic. But the more he spoke of prayer and chores and shared meals, the more his memories opened. In his mind he could see his fellow monks, could hear the chatter in the hot afternoons as they worked. He could feel the cool peace as the sutras sounded in his ears. 
Soon, he was telling her all the little stories, the things his brethren did. Foolish and wonderful. He didn’t realize he was smiling or see the light come back into his eyes. He relived his happy memories with Mai as his willing audience. 
His thirst brought him back to the moment. To the small rural shrine. To his loneliness. To the pain of remembering all that he’d lost, the wound of it fresh and raw. Kennyo’s expression fell, his grief hot and sharp. 
Mai looked away and swallowed. “I’m sorry,” she said softly. And she set her hand atop his.
All he wanted in that moment was to reach for her. Bury his face against her shoulder and cry until he was empty of tears. He wanted to remind himself of his frail humanity, and to let her comfort him in it. But that time was past. The demon abbott had no need of such things. 
“I don’t need your pity,” he growled. 
“It isn’t pity,” she snapped back, her gaze returning to him. “I can’t begin to understand what you have suffered. But when I hear you -” Mai swallowed and wiped at her face as if she might cry. “I just feel so sad.”
Kennyo wanted to stay angry. Rage was easy. Safe. But she drained it from him like ichor from an abscess. He stood, pulling away from her though it hurt him to do it. Demons did not deserve such beauty, nor such kindness. And though he had taken the path of the devil he would not lower himself to sully this bit of heaven. 
“Kennyo, I -”
“Go,” he spat. He made his face cold and hard and empty. “Go and don’t come back.”
Mai nodded, looking as if she had so many things she wanted to say but couldn’t. “Goodbye, Kennyo. I will miss you.” Her voice wavered as she said it, and then she left. 
He watched her go, letting the ache in his chest punish him for being foolish. For letting himself be distracted. Daring to reach for a moment of comfort, of happiness, when his brethren were yet to be avenged. She was a beautiful creature, he thought. And he could not deserve her.
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xenokiryu · 4 months
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GIRL, YOU MOVED FAST ON GETTING THE FAMILY TO MEET THIS MAN-
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And damn, Sasuke's professor was so worried about him making friends 😭
There's no worries here Proff, I'd be friends with Sasuke in a heartbeat pre-time travel. Man is certified Friend material, absolutely friend shaped!
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Man be looking real fine here 👀
Weak for fits like that and for fits for a guy like him 👀👀
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GIRL, ME FUCKIN TOO. LIKE GODDAMN, ME FUCKIN TOO, MC AND I BE WAVING ON THE SAME WAVELENGTH HERE ABOUT KENNYO RIGHT NOW
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ONCE AGAIN, GODDAMN GIRL, WE BE ON THE SAME WAVELENGTH.
MC KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT SHE'S ABOUT AND I AM STILL HERE FOR THIS. GOOOOOODS KENNYO'S ROUTE IS TAKING ME OUT IN THE BEST WAY IMAGINABLE. GODDAMN-
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soul-of-the-sanada · 1 year
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aquagirl1978 · 1 year
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For the characters I would like to see written by you cause I can not get enough of them from IkeVamp Jean Ikeprince Luke Ikesen Kennyo Ikerev Harr whetever fluff or smuts totally up to you you write them both wonderfully 😉 If I have to choice these characters inspire fluff Thank you for this anazing opportunity I can not wait to see all your creations 😍😍 Have a wonderful day 😉
Hi Julie, thank you for this request - I couldn't decide which suitors to write for, so I wrote some headcanons for them all. Hope you enjoy. And Happy early Birthday to Jean!
Part of the 'Tis the Season for Love Content Creator Challenge hosted by @voltage-vixen and @xxsycamore - prompt: sipping hot chocolate and then stealing a kiss
SIPPING HOT CHOCOLATE AND STEALING A KISS - IKEMEN SERIES HEADCANONS (Jean d'Arc, Luke Randolph, Harr Silver, Kennyo)
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Jean d'Arc
It was a particularly cold day; even sitting by the fire in the mansion didn't do much to warm you.
Jean noticed you were shivering and wrapped you in his arms. You gazed into his violet eyes and had a better idea.
You took him by the hand and led him to the kitchen. "You didn't want to cuddle?" he asked?
"Let's make some hot chocolate together."
Jean looked at you funny.
"Jean...have you never had hot chocolate before?"
He blinked at you. "Hot...chocolate?"
Oh boy.
You started to pull out the ingredients, grateful that Sebastian kept a well stocked kitchen.
You showed Jean how to whisk the cocoa powder into the warm milk, placing your hand over his when he began to whisk the milk to a near pulp.
"Slow down, Jean. Like this." Your fingers grazed his, the warmth from the stove much needed and comforting.
You remained behind him, wrapping your free arm around his waist in a tender embrace, recalling memories of your youth and how your mother would make this same recipe for you on cold winter days.
When the drink was done, you poured it into two mugs and brought it back to the salon where the fire was still roaring.
Bringing your mug to your lips, you lightly blew on the beverage. Jean watched you, and followed in your steps.
"Gentle...you don't want to spill your drink," you warned him.
Jean waited for you to take the first sip. Bringing the mug to his mouth he took a small sip. "How do you like it?"
"It's hot," he replied with a small smile. "It's good."
He then stole a quick kiss leaving a smile on your lips.
"You had some on your mouth," he said. "It tastes better from your lips," he added, taking another sip from his mug.
Luke Randolph
Luke firmly held your hand, his large hand warm on this cold day, as you both walked through the winter markets.
"I'm running low on my favorite honey and I was hoping to find the stand here that sold it," he said, craning his neck searching for his favorite shop.
You smiled, knowing how much your bear loved his honey. You kept an eye out too as you passed stalls selling scarves and hats and cakes and teas.
But no honey in sight.
"Mhmm, that smells good," Luke announced.
You took in a deep breath, the scent of warm chocolate filling your lungs. "Care to take a break and grab a beverage?"
"Sounds great," he replied, leading you to take source of the delicious scent.
You soon found the source of the scent - a cart selling piping hot mugs of hot chocolate.
After the merchant handed you each a mug, you took a moment to breathe in the rich chocolate aroma.
Luke quickly took a large gulp from his drink. "It's not honey, but it's sweet." He smiled at you as you both savored the warm drink in silence.
After you both drained your mugs, you continued on your search for honey. But you did not have far to go.
"Luke, look!" you called out, spotting the sweet and sticky substance nestled not far from the hot chocolate stand.
Luke's grass green eyes widened as he stopped in his tracks. He turned to you and gave you a quick kiss.
"What was that for?" you asked, surprised.
"If you hadn't suggested stopping for hot chocolate, we might not have found the honey. So thank you."
Luke stole one final kiss before heading towards the jars of honey. "The honey might be sweet, but you are sweeter."
Harr Silver
Harr and Loki had been out all afternoon by the lake catching fish for dinner.
It was a chilly, winter day and you wanted to surprise them with a treat. You thought there would be nothing sweeter than to return home to a fresh pot of hot chocolate.
After gathering all the ingredients, you happily brewed the drink, excited to surprise them with the treat.
Loki bounced through the door first. He gave a quick wave and mumbled something about needing to check something in his room.
Harr soon followed after, carrying a small basket of fish. Smiling, you greeted him and took the basket from him to bring into the kitchen.
When you returned, you were carrying two cups of hot chocolate, the steam still rising from the top.
"I thought you'd like something hot after spending the afternoon out in the cold," you said, handing him a mug.
Harr smiled softly at you, quietly thanking you. "This is quite good," he commented, after taking a sip.
"I only wish Loki had stayed to join us." You had grown use to the family unit the three of you created since moving into the treehouse. While you appreciated alone time with Harr, you also enjoyed spending time with Loki as well.
Harr's eyes narrowed, his silver gaze darkening. "I must disagree."
A slight flush crept on your cheeks, a soft smile spread on your lips.
Harr leaned over and kissed you, his lips sweet from the hot chocolate. "I will never turn down the opportunity to spend time alone with you," he whispered.
Kennyo
"Have you ever had hot chocolate?" you asked Kennyo as you walked hand in hand down the modern day streets of Japan.
Having traveled through the wormhole to present time, Kennyo was like a fish out of water, much like you were when you first traveled through the wormhole to the Sengoku period.
You had wanted Kennyo to experience all of your favorite things while you were here. When you passed by the cafe, the familiar aroma of warm chocolate wafting through the air, you suddenly felt a craving for the hot beverage on this winter day.
It felt good to come inside from the chilly wind and quickly found a spot in a secluded corner.
You ordered the drinks - plain, no whipped cream or marshmallow so that the pure chocolate taste could be appreciated.
Kennyo smiled as you passed him the beverage, his finger grazing yours, lingering longer than it should.
Taking a sip, the chocolate was sweet on your tongue, its warmth easing the winter chill in your bones.
Peering over the rim of your mug, you were curious if Kennyo was enjoying it.
"I like it," he replied with a small smile. "But next time," he said gesturing to the other patrons in the cafe, "I want that fluffy stuff and toppings on mine like they're having."
Giggling, you stole a kiss from him, his lips warm and sweet, happy to experience all your favorite things with the man you loved.
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peachyotome · 1 year
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After a short break, I am back with more reviews coming up every week! To celebrate my return to Peachy after two weeks, I am reviewing Shingen from Ikemen Sengoku!
-Daisy 🌼
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twisted-rose-stuff · 2 months
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Wondering
Kennyo: I was wondering. Mai: About what? Kennyo: Who does Nobunaga love? He loves women right? Mai: I think he loves women, yeah. But then again, Nobunaga seems to like men with black hair. *Hints to Kicho* Kennyo: Oh god, I don't even want to think about such things. I got black hair too... I'm going to run away, before Nobunaga falls for me.
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jgjmk4-2 · 1 year
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Ok whatever characters you want +kenshin and kennyo reaction to Mc calling them "babygirl" you dont have to but I thought it'd be funny 😭
Oh god, I haven't touched this account in AGES 😭 I also stopped playing Ikemen Sengoku so I don't know any of the new characters or if I can still write in character for everyone.
Kenshin, Kennyo, Nobunaga, Yukimura, Ieyasu and Sasuke reacting to MC calling them "Baby girl"
Kenshin:
Who tf is baby girl? Cue the super confused bunny boy with a big frown on his face
When he realises you're calling him baby girl? Absolutely not. He is manly! Strong! And thirsts for blood!!
But wait. Baby girl? That's you. That's the soft and cuddley, needs-to-be-protected-at-all-costs you. Yes, you are baby girl. Baby girl shall now be your new nickname, but only behind closed doors, lest his men hear him uttering the words "Babygirl"
Once, you caught him calling his bunnies his baby girls - you swear you weren't jealous one bit 🤡
Kennyo:
Kennyo asks no questions, just makes statements: "Babygirl". What does that mean. I am a man.
I will not be called baby girl, and I will not call you ba- b- baby gi- girl, he says, his eyes darting around the room as he lowers his voice to barely a whisper.
When you call him baby girl again he nearly falls out of his seat! Stop! Don't call me that, what if someone hears??
Cue Ranmaru sheepishly poking his head around the corner and the BIGGEST blush on Kennyo's face.
Nobunaga:
A mix of Kenshin and Kennyo. I am not Baby girl. You are.
You want to call me Baby girl? You will do well to stop, he says while blushing, or I will get the whole of Japan to call you baby girl.
When you stop and think that's that, Nobunaga hits you with those words when you least expect it: He'll whisper those words in you ear during your nights of passion, just before you're at your peak 😳
With a cheeky look on his face as you flush under him, he decides that is now your new nickname.
Yukimura:
B-Baby girl??? He stutters. I am NOT a baby girl!! Yukimura is super defensive, and bristles at being called baby girl.
Blushing, stuttering, he looks like he's about to run away
To his absolute horror, Shingen turns the corner with the biggest smirk on his face, "what's this? Yuki getting shy about being called... baby girl?"
Yukimura has stopped functioning.exe
Ieyasu:
Has the same reaction as Yukimura's reaction: I am NOT a baby girl.
But unlike poor Yukimura, you called Ieyasu baby girl late at night when no one would hear (Thank god, Ieyasu wouldn't have known what to do if Masamune or Nobunaga heard).
Cue his cheeky smirk as he turns the tables and calls you baby girl, turning you into a blushing mess.
Oh? Seems like someone wanted to be called baby girl instead? If you like it so much, I guess I’ll have to oblige, baby girl. Now look at who’s blushing.
Sasuke:
Being called baby girl? He accepts it in all its ✨grace and glory✨
In fact, you’re stuttering when, without missing a beat, he replies with, “yes, daddy?”
“Sasuke, are you... ok???” “Is there something wrong with lwittle Sasu, daddy?” 🥺 👉 👈
Ok, absolutely not. You never call him baby girl ever again.
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