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natashaashleymarvelromanoff · 4 years

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ISGYB - Oneshots

February 14th 2019

It's February 14th 2019. The day Natasha finally gave birth to her son. She didn't think it would be so hard to sign a piece of paper but turns out it was.

Here's a little insight on how the day of James's birth went and the struggle Natasha found herself in at signing a piece of paper. But thankfully she didn't have to struggle alone.

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It's the evening of February 14th 2019. It's still chilly out but just on the brink of spring. Not to mention it was also valentines day. And in all honestly, this isn't how Natasha thought her valentines day was going o go.

Within a new york hospital building, in a private room in the maternity ward, Sitting up in her hospital bed with the white sheets pulled up over her legs and up to her stomach is Natasha, and in her arms, she cradles a baby. The baby she just spent 12 hours in labour with. He was finally here, he was laid in her arms, nestled up close to Natasha's body as he slept. Every now and then letting out small coos as he squirmed in his sleep.

Natasha just couldn't believe how beautiful he was. He really was. She didn't think she would be one of those people that insisted on their child is the most perfect, but her baby really was. It was quite unfair really as she looked down upon him, His little eyelashes were crazily long, she was almost jealous. He had a small tuft of hair on his head the same as his fathers and his little eyes were the spitting image of his mothers. He hadn't opened them that much since he's only been here for a few hours but in the time she manages to catch him, she saw green shine through.

The avenger hadn't needed to wait long after giving birth for the nurses to bring him back to her. soon after delivering him, and letting Natasha have a hold of her son, they had taken him to clean him up, weigh him and clothe him in a little blue onesie that tony had brought from home. But on their own instance, since it was a special day, they had put a little white hat with a small red love heart stitched to it, on his head, along with every other baby in the ward that had been born today too. the nurses had told her they had been made by one of their volunteers and she usually did it every time there was a special day.

Natasha had rolled her eyes at first, but even she couldn't deny that it was cute. Seeing her little baby wrapped up in his small baby clothes and the hat too really just added that cherry on top of the cake. He was perfect. Full stop.

Since her boy being handed back to her, the nurses had come to teach her a few things shed need to know, they helped her with breastfeeding and helped her with changing him and handling him, she was too frightened at first since she thought she was too rough but the nurses had assured her that she was fine with him. Every new mother was afraid but she'd soon learn that he wasn't going o break f she picked him up. Natasha had her own serum, it wasn't as strong as steves but it still gave her advantages. Even with the extra strength, the red room had given her Natasha had been scared of holding James too tight just in case she hurt him.

Tony and pepper had stayed with her for a while, but they had also been here all day so she insisted they take a breather, go wait in the cafeteria and get some food. That had been half an hour ago and she had been in the same spot since they left. Right here in her bed, holding her son whilst he held her thumb in his entire hand, squeezing it with his impressively strong grip. She knew it was a more than likely possibility that her baby would inherit their serums, but even normal babies grips were strong. when Lila had been a baby she used to cling on to her finger for dear life, completely oblivious to the power in her small hands.

Suddenly there was a small knock on the door, snapping Natasha out of her thoughts. Looking up instantly at the end of the room, the spy watches as an older woman wearing the uniform of a midwife comes into the room holding a few papers in her hands. She cant be more

Then 50 or 60, Natasha guessed.

“Sorry to disturb you honey but I've just brought over your paperwork for him. you know, birth certificate and all that.“

Shaking her head in dismissal, Natasha smiles at the apology and quietly responds.

“Its no bother, don't worry, thank you.”

Natasha takes the moment for the midwife to walk over as her chance to push herself up the bed, helping her to sit up a little straighter to fill out the documents. Carefully manoeuvring her left arm, Natasha takes it out from under James and takes the pen off the midwife, turning slightly to her side to where the little pull out table is with the birth certificate.

She started off fine, but In all honesty, she didn't think it was going to be this hard. It was just a piece of paper. It shouldn't have been this hard to write a few words on it but it was.

It had felt like she was on auto piolet when she had written her own name. but next to it was where she hesitated. To the left of her own section was the little Collom for FATHER. Upon seeing the word Natasha couldn't help but think about the very thing. Steve.

It shouldn't have been this hard to write his name.

Standing to the side, the midwife couldn't help but notice the sudden stillness of the mother as she waited for Natasha to finish the document.

“Is everything okay?”

Natashas eyes flicker at the sound of her voice and shift in the woman's direction. Gulping down a breath Natasha opens her mouth.

“Have you had many… women, I mean. Whose partners are gone?” the new mother's voices almost breaks as she says the word ‘gone’. And her green eyes glancing down the little boy in her arms is a telltale sign.

Suddenly the older woman's eyes soften. Now understanding why Natasha had been bothered and hesitant to finish the certificate. Being careful to not wake the baby, the midwife gently sits on the edge of Natasha's bed, angling her body towards the mother and son.

“More than I like to think about, it been hard, these past few months since it happened. I know its not my place to say but this little boy your holding is a blessing. This is a new world now and you've been given a chance not everyone is going to get. The man you loved, he might be gone but he left you with such a precious little gift. I know I didn't know him, but I'm sure that he would be overjoyed if he was here. I'm so sorry for your loss, I just hope that you and your son can be happy.”

As she listened to the kind lady speak, Natasha starts to feel a few tears run down her cheeks and fall onto the top she was wearing. Noticing the glisten on her skin, the midwife quickly grabs her a tissue for her to pat her cheeks dry.

“I really wish he could have been here, it's not fair.” Natasha almost chokes at the last of her words, her emotions getting the better of her, normally she would have cursed herself for showing a complete stranger this kind of reaction, but for one day she's sure she could let it slide, after all, today she gave birth to her son. And this lady was easy to talk too.

“Oh hey now, don't cry honey. Life is rarely fair, but now you have him. That little baby in your arms and he's gonna be with you and needs you. So you gotta be strong, but no one's gonna judge if you need a day off sometimes. Or even if you need a good cry.”

Natasha lets out a little laugh at the midwife's words. She was right, there are gonna be so many moments Natasha will feel upset about and it is okay if she needs to let herself go. There's nothing wrong with that. But she knew no matter what she wouldn't let herself fall down that rabbit hole too deep. She would be as strong as her son needed her to be. And she would try her best to make her sons life as good as possible.

During her thoughts, It was only now that Natasha had realised she didn't know her name, shifting her eyes quickly to the name tag she sees the name Elizabeth.

After crunching the tissue up and tossing it onto the table, Natasha Grabs the pen once more, Holding a newfound pressure to the pen in her hands, the former spy takes her arm and hovers about the title FATHER. This time, her hesitancy is replaced by pride, confidence and love. The name Steve Rogers glides smoothly with the pen.

Now just time for the name.

“you got a name ready for the little one?” Elizabeth asks, giving a nod down to the baby.

“James, James Samuel Clinton Rogers, steve would have hated it if I names our son after him, so I chose the closest people to the both of us.” she neglected to mention that the name rogers had meant a hell of a lot more to her than her own name. James was his father's son and he would proudly carry that name for the rest of his life.

The midwife gives her a large smile and then glances back down to James.

“That's a beautiful name. James Rogers, welcome to the world.”

After signing the last few boxes, Elizabeth gathers up the documents, peppers and pen and bids her goodbye and offers Natasha her well wishes, leaving Natasha and James in the room by themselves once more.

But as soon as Elizabeth had opened the door to leave, Natasha could hear the fluster of the woman as she stuttered at the large figure in the hall. The older woman must have known who it was. Natasha could see from the angle she was at but didn't seem to recognise it as a threat, more of curiosity really. But she didn't wait long for her curiousness to be answered.

Once the midwife and mysterious person had finished their little conversation, the man finally entered the room. And once he did, a large smile instantly appeared on Natasha's face.

In walked the god of thunder himself, returning the smile that his friend was giving him. His face beaming with brightness as he takes in the sight of one of his closest friends holding her newborn.

Once hed made his way in he gave the door a little budge, letting it close its self so the outside noise wouldn't disturb the little one.

“Thor, hey, I didn't know you were coming. I thought you were in Asgard?” Natasha was genuinely surprised to see him, it must have been tony that had told him about her.

After closing the door, thor had walked himself over the chair at her side, taking a seat as he stretched his neck t get a glance into the blanket in her arms.

“I was but Tony called to tell everyone that you were finally having this little one. I wanted to come. How else am I going to be his favourite uncle if I don't?” the blonde man gives her a cheeky smile, clearly teasing her. Natasha chuckles as her own lips curl at the side at his words.

“You might have some competition there with tony, he was very adamant about being the best uncle there is.”

Thor returns the laugh. He knew there was really no competition. They would all love that baby just as much as each other, but that didn't mean he wouldn't try to make himself James's favourite.

At the break in the conversation, Natasha takes the chance the adjust James in her arms, supporting his neck as she gently pulls the blanket down from around his face and only slightly holds James away from her chest.

“You wanna hold him?” thor only takes one gulp before his demeanour changes. From the frightened look in his eyes to a confident one as he sits himself up properly. She could see he almost refused but changed his mind instantly.

“May I?”

Taking her nod as his signal Thor stands to lean slightly over his friend, his hands ready to support the child as he brings him to his own chest, he's careful not to disturb the baby as he wraps his arms properly around him and sits back down in the chair next to Natasha's bed.

“You did a good job, I heard 10 fingers and 10 toes are a good thing” he jokes, gently tucking the blanket near his face under his chin so he can get a better look at the baby's face as he sleeps. Natasha just rolls her eyes at him, but not without the hint of a smile showing on her face.

But the curl in her smile falters only slightly, seeing thor hold her son makes her heartache. As much as she loves thor, it should have been steve sat next to her holding James. Or steve handing the little boy over to thor, boasting about the little baby as he shows James to everyone. Allowing himself the brag proudly.

Natasha just blinks the tears in her eyes, not allowing them to fall.

“What's his name?”

The green eyes that had wandered away in her reverie snap back to the man sat at her side.

Iof course! His name. She hadn't even told thor yet. Well, she hadn't really mentioned it to anyone.

“Its James. James Samuel Clinton Rogers.” thors eyes flicker at the names she had picked.

“That's a brilliant name. It'll suit him quite well.” thor recognised the names she had mentioned instantly. Having being told of bucky after the snap and his real name. Of course, he knew sam and especially clint. 3 people that they had lost because of what Thanos did.

“Steve would have loved it.”

5 words and that was all it took for the tears Natasha had blinked away to come back again.

“Yeah he would.” the moment was bittersweet. But of course, it would stick in Natasha's memory forever.

Today was the day she gave birth to her son. Her and steves son. Their little boy, who would one day, hopefully, grow up to be like his father. Just one look at that baby was all it took for Natasha to vow she wouldn't let James forget who steve was. What Steve had done and what type of man he was. James would always know who he was. And she’d never let him forget.

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oh-my-otome · 6 years

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I absolutely adore your thoughts on the psychological health within the SLBP characters! If you don’t mind, could you scale MidC, DtL, and IkeSen (pick whichever game you want!), too? If it’s not too much to ask ☺️

Hello, Precious! Let’s do all three!

Again, purely for fun! And, like the last time, there will be SPOILERS!

0=unstable, 50=borderline, 100=normal

MidCin, you’re up!

Louis (65):

Tsunderes, kuuderes and yanderes, by design, are not normal to begin with, because their logic only makes sense to themselves.

Louis being both a kuudere and a yandere are what take his score down.

Frequently thinking it to himself, and sometimes saying it out loud, Louis has obsessive thoughts about wanting to keep his love interest to himself, and fantasizes about keeping her somewhere where only he can see.

He also thinks that acting like a frigid ass, like the nobles, will somehow save her from the nobles.

Even though Louis falls deeply in love with the princess, he will also lie to her face without a hint of hesitation, undermine her hard work, and jeopardize the stability of the monarchy.

He also entertains a suicidal fantasy, and attempts to see it through.

Sid (80):

Even though he lies for a living, Sid praises honesty when it comes to his inner circle.

He has no qualms teasing Louis left and right, because he’s made it known to Louis that he wants to save him from himself.

Finding himself trapped in a loveless engagement, Sid makes sure that his fiancée knows ahead of time that he doesn’t love her and never will. He gives her the chance to break it off, even making sure that she understands that he will take other lovers, and is only with her to get information about her father.

Because Sid always has to be “on,” in order to take advantage of any kind of situation, so that he gets the information he needs to do his job, Sid sometimes has a problem with reigning it in and just being himself– and not his trickster alter ego.

This causes communication problems between him and princess, but Sid always knows how to smooth it over.

In every case where parents are involved, in MidCin, Sid has the most positive and supporting relationship with his.

He is close to his adopted father, who always has his back, and builds a positive relationship with his estranged parents.

Giles (70):

Anything– and I do mean A N Y T H I N G ! –that the princess does, whether positive or negative reflects on Giles. And I mean that the princess’ reactions reflect on Giles as a person and on his capacity as a Chamberlain who knows what he’s doing.

We all give him crap for it, but one small mishap from princess could realistically cost Giles his entire life’s work, since the first thing out of anyone’s mouth would be to question why she wasn’t taught and trained better– which isn’t Leo’s job, but Giles’.

And “well, I told her not to!” isn’t a valid answer. It’s Giles’ job to ensure.

Understandably, we can see why he has a vested interest in breathing down Princess’ neck, all the time. It’s also why he’s always so stressed out, and persnickety.

To add to that, his family life is complicated, leaving him depressed and estranged.

Giles is also sickly, and prone to bouts of fever, so his plate is quite full.

He works himself to the bone, and cant even get a decent amount of rest due to both lack of time, and a weak body.

Fortunately, Giles’ strong character keeps him running, even we he wants nothing more than to crawl into bed and cuddle up with his cat.

Always able to be depended on, one would never know from looking at him that he’s hiding so much turmoil inside.

Alyn (75):

His biggest “quirk” is that he hates tomatoes. who can blame him

He’s pretty damn normal, aside from his random and intense one-sided feud with his twin brother, Leo.

Alyn knows that his brother needs help, but doesn’t really do much to facilitate that, beyond throwing a few words of encouragement at his brother’s girlfriend.

His attitude toward Leo’s anguish is basically the embodiment of the phrase: “like pouring water on a drowning man.”

However, when he’s needed, Alyn will be there in a pinch, ready to make good on his promise to protect.

Although physically strong, he can be a bit of a pushover under the right conditions.

Leo (50):

You would think for someone who has women climbing into trebuchets in order to launch themselves at him, that Leo would be a little smoother than he is.

What brings his score down so low is that Leo’s backstory isn’t just a backstory– it’s right there with him in the present.

He (and Alyn) experience a trauma so deep that it continues into adulthood.

As such, Leo entertains the dangerous idea of pre-meditated murder in the hope of avenging his family, not realizing that he’s also contributing to its destruction.

Byron (65):

It’s supposed to be looked at as a way to get to know him, but not being aware of one’s own feelings– positive, negative, or neutral –and questioning whether it is “okay” to feel them, or express them, is neither normal nor cute.

Byron is also given to whims, either not giving a damn at all what the nobles say, or purposefully putting them in their place with ostentatious displays of affection.

Byron is very sweet to his romantic interest, but is also coldly indifferent to others who are close to him.

He understands that he wields incredible power, but he’s not above making his own brother (Nico), another king (Alyn), and a close friend (Louis) essentially beg on their hands and knees before he’ll lift a finger to help them.

He can also be unnervingly detached, such as when he’s attacked in broad daylight and just shrugs it off while his best friend throws himself bodily in the way to block a sword.

Byron may not like his father, but the apple didn’t exactly fall far from the tree, either.

They may not be exactly alike, as one wouldn’t expect them to be– they’re two different people –but he is definitely Gerald Wagner’s son, by blood and to some extent, personality.

Nico (65):

When the only thing that stops you from murdering a man in the middle of the woods is that your brother and his friend arrived just in time to prevent it, because they didn’t have much trouble following the trail of other people’s blood that you’ve been leaving, have a seat because you’re not normal.

Nico started out his young life as the bastard son of a king, who was forced by circumstances outside of his control to survive on the streets.

Even when he was taken in by his brother, Nico was forced to live in two different worlds: in the light as someone that everyone in the castle can see and here, and know that he’s there, but also in the shadows, as his relationship to the royal family was still kept secret.

In that sense, the sins of the father were carried on by one of his sons, Byron, who wanted to rescue his brother, but also treated him to some extent like the nobles who had chased Nico and his mother from the castle.

Nico says himself that no one really takes him seriously about anything, and that his opinions don’t matter.

Albert is very comfortable with making Nico his whipping boy right in front of Byron.

Byron, for his part, barely ever defends his brother.

All of this can’t be easy for Nico, who confesses to the first person he crushes on.

Not only that, he goes way out of his way, almost killing himself, to protect the person who truly loves him, and risks displacing a monarchy to ensure that he can maintain his relationship.

Albert (75):

Albert’s flippant nature stems from the fact that no one’s checked his ass, before Princess.

If not for her, he would continue on forever, bowing and scraping before his king, without realizing that there can be loyalty beyond fealty, and devotion that transcends admiration and patriotism.

Through love, Albert comes to understand trust and forgiveness, and how to handle one’s emotions.

Albert likes to plan for every situation, but as a tsundere, he is also reactionary.

Robert (65):

Robert’s idea of dealing with the past is never talking about it, ever, which is neither helpful nor healthy.

He also likes to literally run away from his problems, and is just fine with up and leaving at a moment’s notice, with no regard for how that might potentially unnerve, frighten, or traumatize another person– in his case, a group of four specific individuals, all still technically children, who were close to him: Byron, Albert, Nico, and Princess.

While mature in every other regard, Robert is prone to lashing out verbally when people try to talk about his past, even in private.

He also uses stone walling and pretending the incident didn’t happen, as defense mechanisms.

He will also actively ignore any past connections until doing otherwise suits his purposes, leaving the people he used to know in the awkward position of having to guess at whether they’re supposed to try to reach out to him, or go along with acting like strangers.

Now for DtL!

Todo (30):

Todo, first name Heisuke, is the identical twin of Kyo.

Separated at birth, Todo grew up as the wealthy little lord (bocchama) of a crime-ridden family.

At some point, that house fell, and Todo would frequently dream that was in a futuristic place.

In one dream, he discovered that he had a twin, Kyo.

In his dreams, Todo would visit his brother regularly, and that’s when he realized that it wasn’t a dream at all!

Todo possesses the ability to travel across time, backwards and forwards, without restriction– and what he was seeing in his “dreams” was actually real.

Oh, and he’s also a pathokinetic empath who can control the emotions and physical well-being of others, most notably, Kyo.

Apparently, the knowledge that one has powers such as these will mess a person right up, and Todo proceeds to lose his damn mind.

Because time means nothing to him, death and life also mean nothing to him, since all he would have to do is press fast forward or rewind or whatever he does, and “fix” everything.

It would also mean, if he chose to, he could go forward in time and know everything.

Living in an era where superstitions are still deeply rooted in the culture, Todo oscillates between understanding that Kyo is a completely separate person from himself, and thinking that Kyo is literally a part of him that was split off.

Kyo (70):

Pretty normal until he takes his NOTICE ME, SENPAI! act straight into outright threatening others to stay away from the woman he’s crushing on.

He is skeptical and hard-working.

Handsy, clingy and uncomfortably honest when drunk, Kyo is otherwise a good-natured person who enjoys helping others.

Yamazaki (85):

Yamazaki is as popular with the ladies as any other ikemen, but he is also insecure and occasionally distrusting of other’s intentions, particularly around women in the RLD, whom he suspects want to use him (he’s half-right).

He also lets Okita get away with far too much, but he also possesses the power to lay Okita out like a picnic blanket, if he wanted to, so maybe it’s a good thing that Yamazaki chooses to let so many of Okita’s shenanigans slide.

An unrepentant hand fetishist, Yamazaki may look and act innocent, but he’s a beast in the bedroom.

Saito (80):

Saito is secretive and mysterious, but also kind and helpful.

He always keeps his promises, and trains his MC in self-defense so that she has an added layer of protection in an unfamiliar place, beyond ‘I know a bunch of samurai, so don’t mess with me.’

However, he can also be distant and secretive in a negative way, such as getting himself a fiancée when he’s still in love with his MC.

Haru/Kirisato (45):

That moment when the year is 1864 and The Silence of the Lambs novel won’t be published until 124 years later, and you’re talking about someone else’s skin belonging to you– while being completely, creepily serious –is how you know you’re not normal and never will be.

That and the fact that he’s very firmly in yandere territory.

Haru lives a double life as a spy, hitman, and courtesan, who seems to be keeping it all together, until he meets his love interest.

Keiki (60):

Not only does Keiki start out depressed, his own MC makes sure that he can barely climb his way back out, by actively traumatizing him when he needed her the most.

Keiki still carries the pain of watching a friend die in front of him, and as such, dislikes anything that reminds him that beauty– like life –is fleeting.

He is also surprisingly trusting, once he lets his guard down, and very fragile once his trust has been broken.

Kondo (90):

His biggest flaw is that he has no sense of direction, and that he loves animals, but they don’t love him, AND THAT HE DOESN’T HAVE A ROUTE!

Sakamoto (85):

Stubborn and brusque, Sakamoto has a preternatural intuition that has saved him and The Exclusionists more than once.

Too bad it didn’t help in that alley!

Sakamoto is typically chased down and pestered by women, and to that end tries to make himself inconspicuous as much as possible, which is easy to do when you have flaming red hair.

He is thick-headed, but also sensitive, playful but considerate.

Okubo (85):

A graduate of the Byron Wagner School for Robots, Okubo doesn’t know what love is, but wants you to show him.

But look out, because he is chock full of naughty kinks, such as being a very frisky and bold drunk, playing footsie, an unashamed ear kissing and biting fetish, and dominating during sex.

Okubo is very observant when he’s not reading at the speed of light, and his anger is prone to his whims– sometimes he briefly says what is bothering him, and other times he is quite angsty and demanding.

Although he often vague, he is a sincere person.

He is also forgetful, and has no qualms about mooching off of others.

Katsura (90):

Energetic and suave, calculating and capable, Katsura is surprisingly sensitive.

Unable to leave others alone when they need him, he even goes so far as to politely ignore the fact that his former friend’s wife has been coming on to him for years, all because he doesn’t know how to say ‘no,’ without hurting her feelings.

Comfortably open about his hair fetish.

Okita (55):

Okita manages to be both gullible and naïve, which are not mutually exclusive.

His score is low because he is a yandere. He doesn’t find it odd in the slightest that the first thing to pop into in his mind is orchestrating another man’s death, rather than explaining the situation.

Because of his illness, Okita is understandably depressed and anxious, causing him to react to situations in ways that a healthy person wouldn’t.

He is also intensely loyal, and finds that a life spent living without the people he’s close to, is no life at all.

Hijikata (75):

Hijikata likes to take on more than he can chew, but at the same time, doing exactly that frustrates him. He’s super stressed, but finds it difficult to say no.

Like his real-life counterpart, Hijikata believes that someone must go down with the ship, and he has sworn undying loyalty to the Shinsengumi and the shogun, alike.

Because of his workload, and the fact that he is a light sleeper, Hijikata spends his days running on fumes, barely able to get any shut-eye, until he finds his MC.

Although his devotion to Kondo and Keiki is unshakable, Hijikata folds like a cheap suit when Kyo slides up to him and tells him to break up with his MC.

Doesn’t give a damn about anyone knowing that he likes women’s accessories, and wants to dress Yamazaki in women’s clothes.

Yuki (90):

Gender-fluid, bi-sexual Yuki is almost always bubbly and positive.

However, he is not above threatening others when he sees the need, as he doesn’t take kindly at all to having to watch the woman he likes be with a man whom he feels doesn’t deserve her.

His kimono shop is a legitimate business, but also a front where one can buy guns, swords and yes– smoke bombs!

He sometimes pretends to be drunk to get information, or further the romance of his love interest and her chosen partner.

He is stronger than Hijikata and Sakamoto. Combined.

Yuki also has sword skills that make Saito weep.

Takasugi (55):

Retroactively forced into the kuudere box, Takasugi is now a kuu/tsun mix of volatile angst and depression, often using silence as a weapon just as much as his angry retorts.

Takasugi knows that his illness is getting the best of him, and uses others where he cannot succeed on his own.

Stubborn and prideful, Takasugi just wants to be loved, but doesn’t know how to be straightforward about it.

Your turn, IkeSen!

Nobunaga (75):

Nobunaga has inexhaustible trust and faith in his inner circle, and rather than treat them like lesser lords, he treats them like family.

Even as an adult, he still experiences the trauma of a failed assassination attempt, and cannot sleep comfortable until he meets his MC.

He is stubborn about his feelings, denying them and excusing them away, until they become so blatant that he can’t help but act on them.

Ieyasu (55):

Hard-headed and resistant, Ieyasu has a hard time letting others care for him. Quick to try to prove himself, Ieyasu is prove to bouts of seeking vengeance even when the situation is in control.

Obsessed with affirmations of love, Ieyasu is several different dere-types, most notably a yandere.

He takes it personally when people have talent, but squander it.

Hideyoshi (60):

Loyal to the death, Hideyoshi is devoted to Nobunaga with every fiber of his being.

When Nobunaga is believed dead, Hideyoshi proceeds nose dive into a pit of despair so deep that he can barely feel anything.

Mitsuhide (75):

Genuinely believing that there is nothing worth loving about him, Mitsuhide is a sadodere who enjoys teasing others– the closest thing to love that he thinks he’s allowed to have.

Because Mitsuhide keeps his feelings and secrets close to his chest, he is often mistaken as a villain, which exactly what he wants.

Mitsunari (80):

Obtuse and clueless, Mitsunari lovable and pure.

His score is lowered because he actively refuses, at his age, to learn to take care of himself, and has a co-dependent relationship with the other warlords, who merely joke or chastise him about it, rather than taking him aside and demanding that he get himself together, since he is in no capacity a child.

Kennyo (55):

Self-loathing, and chock full of martyr complex, Kennyo goes from murdering madman to regretful, forlorn monk at the speed of light.

His determination to see Nobunaga fall blinds him to the fact that he has other options such as forgiveness.

Shingen (90):

Laid back and chivalrous, Shingen is mature, and dependable to those in his inner circle.

He keeps his illness a secret, which is a personal choice.

Kenshin (50):

A yandere bent on keeping those close to him, Kenshin honestly believes that he cannot die.

The first thing out of Kenshin’s mouth is that he won’t be cowed by a hostage, but the next time you turn around, he’s wrapping himself all kinds of ways around his MC’s (hostage) finger, the better to acquiesce to her every request.

As such, Kenshin experiences the cognitive dissonance of presenting himself one way, but behaving another.

Even knowing that that is how others see him, he is quick to defend himself when made fun of, as he doesn’t like his good intentions joked about.

Battle hungry and single-minded, Kenshin is often in the grip of ennui so strong that only extreme circumstances can pull him out.

Yukimura (70):

The only thing that brings Yukimura’s score down so low is his penchant for joking even when his MC has said she’s had enough, and the act that he’s extremely reactionary under the right circumstances, such as having sex on an unprotected battlefield and leaving his love interest there, deep asleep, with no shelter or anyone/thing to keep her safe.

Masamune (75):

Quixotic and capricious, Masamune is always raring to battle. He is preoccupied with appearing cool at any cost, but is also considerate and thoughtful.

His stubbornness is what cost him a higher score, as he contributes to his MC almost killing a man to prove herself, before he realizes that prattling about his own resolve has an effect on others’.

Sasuke (80):

Sasuke is incredibly smart, but he’s also a bit of a masochist, on top of being a huge fanboy.

He also subscribes to taking forever to notice/confess his feelings, but he is extremely loyal, and down-to-earth.

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