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cottoncandy-cult · 19 days

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Sengoku Babysitting

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Intro:

"So…Why do you have a stranger's kid?…" (Y/n)'s lover stared blankly at her; a singular eyebrow quirked as he watched how she cradled a sleeping child to her chest. "One of my friends amongst the seamstresses is having to babysit her nephew because her sister is ill, since I've already finished all my commissions I offered to watch him for her." She giggled, gently brushing her fingers over the child's chubby cheeks. Her lover seemed skeptical about toting a kid around the castle, but because of how much fun she seemed to be having he had been willing to just let it happen.

Shingen

The large male chuckled from where he sat next to (Y/n), sipping his tea as he watched his lover settle the baby in her lap so that he was sitting up with his back against her torso. She was currently entertaining the baby with a puppet his aunt had brought from home for him, she was so focused on the giggling baby that she hadn't noticed Shingen's loving stare. At first, he wasn't sure about having an infant in the castle, but (Y/n) had handled every moment like a champ. Even the infant's cries hadn't been enough to frazzle her, instead she went about soothing him with a smile. The scene was enough to make him think, he had been with (Y/n) for some time now and since they were officially married the next logical step was a family. It wasn't something he had put much thought into previously, but seeing his wife playing with and taking care of this baby was enough to have him confronting himself over his own thoughts and feelings of the future. Shingen didn't come out of these thoughts until (Y/n) moved to sit beside him, the little baby giggling happily as its tiny hand grabbed hold of his sleeve. With a warm smile and large gentle hands, Shingen lifted the baby up to his level. "Not even 3 years old and you're a lady killer, what are you parents gonna do with you?" The baby giggled loudly as Shingen gently bounced him up and down, (Y/n) taking the moment of freedom to snag a skewer of mochi and begin digging into her own snack. "He really is adorable; his parents must have amazing genetics." (Y/n) giggled, watching her husband play with the baby boy was she ate her snack. She couldn't help but focus on her lover's grinning face, she took a good hard look at his features as she did her best to imagine him as a baby. She'd be lying if she claimed to have never thought about having a family with him, many early mornings were spent getting ready together and wondering how things would change when they had a child of their own. She couldn't help but gaze at the love of her life, wondering what he had looked like as a baby. Given how big Shingen was, she was confident he was the chubbiest of babies. A thought that made her cheeks flush as she smiled, the thought of having a chubby baby just made her happy.

Of course, Shingen had similar thoughts, especially when they walked through the Castel town and the children would recognize his goddess. The way they get so excited, wanting nothing more than to play and talk with the woman he loved. Sometimes he found himself daydreaming, wondering when the day would come that he'd be looking up from his desk to find his dear wife nurse the fruit of their labors. He's already worked out a few designs for some baby furniture, wanting to make it himself so he knew it was made right. He and his wife had discussed the baby furniture of the future before, the things she described gave him a lot of inspiration. "He's quite small, I was almost afraid to hold him at first." Shingen chuckled, resting the little boy on his leg and gently bouncing him. The large man couldn't help but chuckle as the little boy squealed happily, tiny hands gripping Shingen's sleeves as he bounced comfortably. "i know, it's been so long since I last babysat. When I first saw him, I was almost surprised he wasn't smaller, I forget sometimes they aren't as small as dolls." She giggled, reaching over to gently brush her hand against the thin layer of hair on the little boy's head affectionately. "Perhaps it's my height, but all babies seem absolutely tiny to me." Shingen chuckled, watching her give the boy some affection as she ate. "Probably, you are bigger than most other grown men so I can only imagine how little he must look to you." She giggled, putting down her skewer as she moved closer to Shingen and leaned into his side. She wrapped her arms around one of his, her head resting on his shoulder as she closed her eyes with a soft smile. Shingen could only chuckle, the little boy leaning back against his chest as he seemed to finally tucker himself out. "Now that's a good idea…" Shingen's low voice rumbled in his chest as he spoke softly, gently shifting the little boy to rest in his arm. "Since you finished your snack, why not come here and join me for a nap. The weather is wonderful." Shingen opened his arm, leaning back against the wall as his dear wife smiled at him and shook her head in mock-shame. "I suppose a nap won't hurt." She moved closer to him, slipping under his arm now and snuggled into him as she rested her head on his chest. Shingen had the boy cradled on his lap, leaning against his torso comfortably. It didn't take long for (Y/n) to sleep, Shingen had stayed awake a bit longer though. He wanted to enjoy the sight of holding his lover like this, looking down on the boy and that was how he KNEW it was about damn time he spoke to his wife about starting their family.

Kanetsugu

Kanetsugu stood speaking before a crowd of other vassals, it was a pretty standard meeting so why were these men staring at the man of the house? Because sat on his hip as he spoke was a 3-year-old girl, she was awake but quite content with the gentle bouncing and the sound of Kanetsugu's voice. His wife had to run into town to buy some stuff, so he had offered to watch the little girl since he had nothing to do after this meeting was over with. The little girl had been absolutely smitten with Kanetsugu, lighting up every time she saw him in a way similar to how his wife seemed to brighten whenever he'd come home at the end of the day. It made Kanetsugu chuckle whenever he saw it, this little girl reminded him of both his wife and his younger siblings. He took great part in raising his siblings, he remembered when they were all little like this and those memories were quite dear to him. At the end of the meeting Kanetsugu made his way to the kitchen, paying no mind to the odd stares he got and the whispers that followed him down the hall. He wanted to get the little girl a snack, so he planned to fix her some peaches since they were soft and easy to eat. On his way there he noticed his lover on her way down the hall. She was coming from the direction of their room, meaning she had dropped off her shopping. The young woman's face lit up; he couldn't help but give a slight smile at how she rushed up to him with her own wide grin. "I take it the meeting is over? Thanks for watching her while I ran into town." (y/n) smiled, reaching out to playfully poke the little girl's side and listen to her giggle. They exchanged the little girl, who had smuggled into (Y/n)'s chest. No doubt the woman was a bit more comfortable to lay on, for obvious reasons. "I was on my way to the kitchen to get her a snack, so it's perfect timing on your part. It'll be easier than cutting a peach one handed." He gently took her hand, since getting married, he had begun doing this any time they were together. She was his wife, something he was proud of and more than willing to display. "Food sounds good, lunch should be coming round soon. So hopefully she'll be done eating before then and we can eat without too much trouble." (Y/n) smiled up at Kanetsugu, the little girl resting on her arm and curled against her chest. She was sucking on her thumb, content with the steady sway of the woman's walk cycle.

"Maybe if we're lucky we can put her down for a nap after her snack, she hasn't had one today yet so it's about that time anyways." Kanetsugu lead his lover to the kitchen, his free hand running through his own hair as he found his gaze wandering away from the sky as he took in the sight of his lover with her friend's baby. It was such a domestic sight, something that made an odd feeling stir in him. He had never actually thought about it in depth, he knew he wanted a family, but he had never put a whole lot of thought into it. But confronted with the glimpse before him, it was like something was stirring awake. He no longer just wanted a family with her, he needed one. The thought of having evidence of their love made his heart speed up, a sort of primal shift growing inside of him at the thought of her having his child. It wasn't just animalistic desire though; his protective instinct was starting to twitch awake. To have a family with his wife, that would truly be his peace. It was like a new goal came into focus; one he couldn't wait to discuss with her later once the little girl had gone home with her mother for the night. So, for now he had to settle for gently squeezing her hand, giving her a fond gaze as he watched her talk about her experience at the market. When her gaze suddenly caught his, he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. Leaving her flustered as he released her hand and stepped through the threshold and into the kitchen. She stood at the doorway, watching him with curiosity as she failed to fight the love-struck smile that crossed her face when watching the man, she loved prepare food for the little girl in their care.

Motonari

Motonari watched his wife with a grumpy pout, on her lap was a 4-year-old that had proven to be the bane of this man's existence. This little boy would not accept anyone but her, and God forbid Motonari be allowed to hug or touch his wife. The boy didn't throw a hissy fit, oh no, worse yet the little boy would hold his palm out to Motonari with a firm but docile "No." With the most expressionless stare Motonari has seen in his life, he hadn't been able to so much as hug his wife with this little boy around. The kid refused to be held by anyone else, he was always giving Motonari such a blank faced stare and it never failed to make the man laugh out of mild frustration. The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous he felt. He was competing with a kid for his wife, and it wasn't even his kid. At the end of the day, this kid goes home with someone else, so there is NO competition. Each time Motonari reminded himself of this, rolling his eyes at the jealous side that was near desperate to hold her hand. Though there was some odd part of him that was satisfied with watching his wife interact with this little boy, even when he was fussy, she was calm as can be when handling him. Plus, there was the pride he took in having a wife so loved by so many people, she was the prize jewel out of all his treasures. Currently the two were waiting for the little boy's aunt, (Y/n)'s friend, to come and pick up the little boy for the night. The sun was an hour or two from setting, and he was doing his best to be patient as he had a staring contest with the little boy. At least until the child reached out to him, making a grabby motion that had (Y/n) lighting up. "Aw, he wants you to hold him!" She was excited, moving closer to Motonari, who for just a moment was panicking, he did not have a plan for this particular option. So he had let his wife lead him into holding the little boy on his lap, the boy sat with his back to Motonari's chest. His little head was leaned back on Motonari's collarbone, he still had one hand holding onto (Y/n)'s finger so she had to sit against Motonari's side. Seizing his chance, he slid his free arm around her waist as his other was draped over the boy's stomach to keep him steady.

"I guess you respecting his boundaries earned his trust, that's so sweet." She smiled brightly, nuzzling Motonari's shoulder in a way that never ceased to make him melt inside. This was a situation he had never imagined in his life, the male having never actually thought about having kids of his own. Sure, he knew kids existed, but he never thought about HIS kids existing. This whole situation felt so surreal, looking down at his lover and this child no longer felt real. All of a sudden it felt dreamlike, as if he was discovering something for the first time. A wide array of emotions overwhelmed him, from a strange anxiety to what could only be described as an intense contentment. He had come a long way from the person he was when he and his wife first met, but even still to have such a large discovery out of nowhere was almost startling. He hadn't felt like this since he first realized he truly loved his wife; it was a feeling that could be described with the word emotion. It was so much at once, and yet he felt calm in an odd way. His face was flaming, silently staring at his lover as he processed everything. Of course she had noticed his stare, she had trying speaking to him, but he never responded and now she was simply flustered by the look he was giving her. It was almost innocent, the flustered look mixed with confusion and surprise. Leaning forward she placed a gentle kiss to the tip of his nose, suddenly bursting the bubble he had previously been absorbed in. It took every ounce of self-control in him not to jump, he had already embarrassed himself enough today. The hand that had been around her waist came up, pulling her close and tucking her head into the crook of his neck as he tried to hide his flustered state. These new realizations had him feeling energized in an odd way, he simply had to have her close right now. He knew the look on his face was probably quite out of character for him, and he was embarrassed to admit how little control he actually had over his current behavior. He wanted to hide his emotional state, and what better way to do that then basking in the affection and the touch of his wife that he had wanted all day. Once the boy was returned, he planned to spend the rest of the day and night with his wife in their room. He wanted only her presence, only her voice and scent. Only her.

Masamune

(Y/n) currently sat at a banquet between her boss Nobunaga and her lover Masamune, across from her was Mitsuhide and Hideyoshi. Meanwhile in her lap was a 1-one-year old little girl, the niece of a friend that was taking care of her sister until the woman's husband got home from work. Because of that (Y/n) had brought the baby to the banquet, it was fairly late, and the baby was full from where (Y/n) had taken the baby home long enough to eat and give the mom a chance to see her. The little girl had been quite content after eating, and so now she was happily babbling away at Keiji while Masamune fed his wife a bit of rice. "I shouldn't be surprised you volunteered for such a task; you always do manage to find the most amusing situations." Mitsuhide chuckled from across the woman, drinking some sake and letting a servant refill it. "She was a little fussy at first, but once she got comfortable with us it got a bit easier. Her aunt should be back to get her soon. She's just waiting for the woman's husband to come home to take care of his wife." Masamune chuckled, sitting close to his lover's side as he'd raise bites for her to take and fed her her meal before he had even touched his. He had spent most the day doing paperwork, which left (Y/n) to bear the brunt of the child's care. He wanted to give her a small break and help out now that he wasn't busy, plus he had been wanting to give her some love all day. She was just too cute, playing with and fawning over the baby girl currently in her arms. Looking at the little girl he could admit she was cute, but he just knew their baby would be even cuter. If he had a little girl that looked just like his wife, he'd be over the moon. In truth he wanted a larger family, something he and his lover had discussed many times. They want quite a few children; they hadn't really been trying for kids as of late but also hadn't been avoiding it either. But today made him feel it was time, seeing the way she cared for the little girl, even when she screamed and cried, had reaffirmed in him that they could do this, and it was about time to take the first steps officially.

Once his wife had finished her food he had set the chopsticks down, using one hand to hold one of her own as the other brought his cup of tea up to his lips so he could take a sip. "It seems so natural; I was worried you'd struggle with her when I first saw you in the halls this morning. But you seem to have everything under control." Hideyoshi smiled, taking a bite of some roasted vegetables while observing the baby girl in his friend's lap. Despite all the noise she almost seemed ready to fall asleep, the group laughing at how her tiny head bobbed before she finally gave up and completely rested across the woman's lap as her haori functioned as a makeshift cover. "I won't lie it was hard to be calm sometimes, but I eventually found a good rhythm for cycling through what she wanted or needed until I could find what I needed. Then it just kinda got easier to tell what she was wanting, plus after visiting her mom to drink her fill she's been quite content and a lot less fussy." (Y/n) giggled, gently rubbing the baby's stomach with her free hand. She watched the baby sleep with a fond gaze, her mind wandering to places that her observant friends could easily predict. For Nobunaga, Mitsuhide, and Hideyoshi; it was the same look Masamune got any time they noticed him watching her interact with the little girl. Oh yes, they knew it was only a matter of time before they had children running about the castle whenever the pair would come to visit from Aoba. "Well, at least you'll have practice for when you and Lord Masamune have a child. It'll be quite the sight to see." Mitsunari spoke openly with a fond smile on his face, and as flustered as it made her, (Y/n) couldn't fight the smile she felt forming on her face. She'd be lying if she said taking care of the little girl made her wonder how things would be when they DID have their own child, she'd love to have a little boy that looked just like her husband. Though she had known for a while she wants more than one child, as aware as she is of what childbirth is like in this era she wouldn't miss the chance to have the family she desires with the man she loves. "You guys will be the first we tell when I fall pregnant, I promise Mitsunari." She giggled some, at least until she felt Masamune's arm wrap around her waist. "It'll be more than that, we'll be staying here during your pregnancy that way I can be sure of your safety. Plus, Ieyasu will be a boon to have on standby." The blonde let out an indignant snort but said nothing back. The fussy blonde being surprisingly quiet about Masamune's desire to have him care for Hime in such a state, and none of the other warlords seemed bothered at the idea of a pregnant woman waddling around the castle. Something that both embarrassed (Y/n) and made her feel overjoyed, as she knew she had everyone's support when it came time for this new step in her life.

Kenshin

Everyone stared intently at the trio during a war council, sitting in his usual place was Kenshin. And as per usual, he was the one making a scene. In his lap sat his wife, odd but not entirely unexpected. And then on her lap was a little boy, a 4-year-old she had volunteered to watch during the day for her friend who was caring for an ill family member. The group had been stuck at the hip since the little boy's arrival, though at first Kenshin had been a little jealous and that had been why he was being more openly affectionate than usual. But it was less than 2 hours before his reasoning shifted, some part of him deeply enjoyed watching his wife happily interact with the child. He had thought about having a family with her for many years, even before they had married. Though he had yet to put his desires into words, he didn't want to pressure her and had originally decided he'd just wait for her to approach him when she was ready. But now, while Kanetsugu went over his report for his recent observation mission, Kenshin wanted nothing more than a way to bring up his desires without pressuring his love. Starting a family was a big deal after all, he didn't want her to force herself into something she isn't ready for just to try and please him. Kenshin was staring off into the distance, his chin resting on the top of his lover's head while the little boy in her lap played with a stuffed animal. His vassals watched, absolutely astonished. Even Shingen was quite intrigued with his friend's behavior, meanwhile Kanetsugu could feel his eye twitching as he figured out long ago his Lord was barely listening, and they'd probably have to talk about this again later. Of course (Y/n) wasn't dumb, she could tell what everyone was thinking, and she did kind of feel bad for Kanetsugu. Before Kanetsugu left for his mission Kenshin had the Fearsome God of war, when he returned however he was Kenshin Lord of the bunnies. Sure, he still went to war, but he had changed in many ways. Kanetsugu could recognize the good, but he often found himself surprised at how (Y/n) brought out a childlike behavior in Kenshin.

Sometimes it made Kanetsugu want to laugh, but when his Lord is just blank face no thought staring at him in the middle of a war council, he wanted to throw something. Not that he actually would. He tried to soothe himself by observing his Lord's situation while he spoke, knowing that at least Shingen, Yukimura and Sasuke were listening. From the outside, you'd almost think they were a family. A thought that did calm the white-haired male's irritation, his Lord seemed so content. Kenshin was always quite happy when he had (Y/n) in his lap, but the addition of the child seemed to bring something out of the male. Kanetsugu didn't miss how his lord had gently pulled his wife closer, the blonde man's hand occasionally coming up to pet the little boy on the head absent mindedly. It only further reassured Kanetsugu's expectation that this is likely going to be the future, he wasn't quite sure how he was gonna handle this, but he was sure it was going to involve late night drinks with a recap of the war council. By the time Kanetsugu had come to this conclusion he had finished his explanation of the survey he had been sent on, and as he stepped back to return to his previous seat Kenshin seemed to realize that everything was over. On the outside Kenshin seemed somewhat normal, but Kanetsugu could see the slight surprise in his lord's features upon realizing he had missed the entire council. "I see, I do have a few questions, but we can discuss those later. Is there anything else that needs to be discussed?" Kenshin gazed around the room, wanting to make sure there wasn't anything left to discuss before he dismissed the meeting. When it was concluded that there was nothing else to talk about, Kenshin released everyone to go back to their daily duties. "It's almost time for lunch Kenshin, did you want to go out to eat? The weather has been nice the past few days." (Y/n) smiled, leaning back so that she rested against his chest. Her head leaned back against his shoulder, and she pressed a kiss to his cheek with a warm smile. After the door had been closed and everyone left, she let the little boy up so that he could explore the room a bit. Where the two adults sat, they could see every corner of the room and could easily monitor him. "Sure, we can make a date of it. The little one won't notice, and we can stop by a tea house for dessert after if you want." Though Kenshin didn't really like sweets, he still enjoyed the tea house atmosphere while he watched her enjoy her desserts. "You know me too well." She giggled, pressing another kiss to his cheek as they spent a few quiet moments in each other's arms. Watching over the little boy in front of them, both having only the thought of discussing family with each other at the end of the night.

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nobunagas-chatelaine · 2 years

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Ikemen sengoku and Cinnamon rolls

Looks like a cinnamon roll is a cinnamon roll.

-Mitsunari, Hideyoshi, Yoshimoto, Ranmaru

2. Looks like they can kill you and will kill you.

-Kenshin, Nobunaga, Mitsuhide, Motonari, Kicho, Kanetsugu

3. Looks like they'll kill you but is a cinnamon roll.

-Yukimura, Sasuke

4. Looks like a cinnamon roll but will kill you.

-Ieyasu, Shingen

5. Dresses up like a cinnamon roll.

-Sasuke, MC

6. Will kill you by feeding you cinnamon rolls.

-Masamune, Shingen

7. Will kill you by stuffing your ass with cinnamon rolls.

-Nobunaga, Motonari, Kicho

8. Adds poison to your cinnamon rolls.

-Motonari, Kennyo

9. Offers you his "cinnamon roll" 😉.

-Masamune, Shingen, Nobunaga, Motonari, Kenshin, Mitsuhide, Keiji

10. Is allergic to cinnamon roll.

-Ieyasu, Keiji, Kanetsugu, Yoshimoto

11. Eats cinnamon roll with the wrong dip.

-Kicho, Mitsuhide, Ranmaru

12. Suggests food play with cinnamon rolls.

-Masamune, Mitsuhide

13. Pretends to "smoke" a cinnamon roll.

-Motonari

14. Brings a new recipe for cinnamon rolls.

-Masamune, Motonari

15. Feeds cinnamon rolls to animals and is oblivious to the fact it isn't suitable for them.

-Ranmaru, Kennyo, Yoshimoto

16. Shat an entire cinnamon roll.

-Masamune, Keiji, Sasuke

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thezestyone · 2 years

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[NSFW] Personal Training (Kenshin x Reader x Kanetsugu) (18+)

Author’s Note: NSFW, do not read if not 18+! So I may have gotten a bit too zesty with this one… enjoy!~

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Today, a curious letter was sent to the princess of the Oda via a ceiling ninja, a letter from no other but the lord of Kasugayama castle. It was quite blunt in its message:

“I need to train Kanetsugu concerning how to pleasure a woman he fancies. Are you interested in being ours?” -Kenshin

Led by curiosity as to how Kenshin would demonstrate that, and quite intrigued by the proposition, the princess took off to Echigo, making an excuse that she was to be looking for some fabric for her commissions to leave Azuchi. She may have left prematurely with Sasuke as her guide, leaving only a letter to explain her absence, but she did not want extra company to be tailing her to Echigo.

Once she had arrived, she was immediately requested to head straight to Kenshin’s quarters, a place she curiously never had access to before.

When she slid the door open, inside sat Kenshin and Kanetsugu, with Kenshin enjoying a cup of sake.

When the two saw her, Kenshin placed his cup down and gave her a smile. “I am pleased you accepted my request so hastily, princess. Please, sit between us.” He gestured, as the princess sat between the two men.

“Now, Kanetsugu… you have served me well, and as a reward for serving me so well… I am willing to share the princess with you, but if you dare try to steal her to be your own… I will kill you, understood?” The heterochromatic eyed lord told him firmly, his eyes narrowing at Kanetsugu to show that, as usual, he was not playing around. Understanding this condition, Kanetsugu merely nodded in response. “Yes, my lord.”

“Good. So, let us begin with the approach. Ignore everything you see Shingen doing, he is nothing but a hopeless man. To approach her, merely be blunt with your intention. No beating around the bush, let her know you want her.” Kenshin informed the white-haired tactician, before turning the princess towards him, holding her chin as he looked intently into her eyes, her eyes so full of wonder at the man who before had no interest with anything having to do with women.

“I desire you. Be mine.” Kenshin murmured to her, looking at her with such intense desire, going to so tenderly stroke her chin that he was holding, causing her to shudder softly at the contrast between his blunt words and his sensual strokes that made the skin he touched warm up.

He then parted from her and gestured for Kanetsugu to replicate what he just did, as Kenshin then turned the princess to face Kanetsugu, his pale cheeks having now turned pink in hue. Compared to his lord, Kanetsugu seemed quite bashful with trying to woo the Oda princess, a fact that was noted by Kenshin.

“I-I want you. Be mine…” He stammered, placing a hand to hold her chin up so she looked into his periwinkle eyes, eyes also full of wonder. He never had done this before… he may be great at strategizing in other areas, but when it came to learning how to seduce the princess… he was out of his element, as evident from his stuttering and flustered demeanor.

“I am willing to share the most beautiful woman in existence, and you provide that to her?” Kenshin scoffed at him, as Kanetsugu quickly bowed his head towards him. “My apologies, my lord.”

“Try again. This time, be blunt, be confident.“ He ordered him, as Kanetsugu cleared his throat, and this time, gave her a look that made her heart race.

“I want you. Be mine.”

He was now giving her the same intense look Kenshin gave her, a look that made her a bit weak in her legs.

“Much better.” Kenshin nodded, before he placed his deft hands upon the princess’ shoulders, going to slide the sleeves of her kimono aside so that her shoulders were exposed.

“Perhaps if she is presented differently to you, you will become more confident,” Kenshin tilted his head, before he mused her hair this way and that, making it appear not as finely groomed as it was moments ago. He then went to start kissing the crook of her neck suddenly, which caused her to jolt against the hold Kanetsugu still had on her chin, letting out an alluring gasp that made Kanetsugu’s breath hitch in response, his eyes widening at how much more beautiful she suddenly looked… her eyes now slightly lidded as Kenshin sucked on the sensitive patch of skin on her neck, leaving behind a bright red mark as his slender fingers then went to run down the side of her body in such a delectably slow fashion.

“Isn’t she so beautiful? You should be honored I granted you this privilege to touch her… to seduce her, to see her like this… to allow you to love her thoroughly after I had my satisfaction,” Kenshin chuckled huskily against her neck as he tilted his head to also admire her blissful face at his actions.

“Thank you, my lord…” Kanetsugu merely responded in reply, his eyes taking her flushed form in. She truly was beautiful… and he was starting to feel a new sensation swell within him that he never felt before.

“Explore. Learn how her body reacts to your hands. Learn how she makes you feel.” His lord instructed, as he nodded, going to gently stroke her lips. This new feeling within him as his guide, he leaned close to her and licked her lips slowly, which caused her to shiver in delight.

“Kiss her. Make out with her. Satisfy her.” Kenshin demanded him, as Kanetsugu obliged, going to mold his lips against hers, as she happily returned the wet kiss, clinging against his clothes as her body felt more hot at the passionate kiss she was now sharing with Kanetsugu.

She was so preoccupied with Kanetsugu that she gasped into her kiss with him when she felt Kenshin undoing her obi, ridding her of her kimono. Kenshin’s hands immediately went to cup her breasts, kneading the soft flesh as he sat right behind her, his body pressed into her back, which made her feel just how excited pleasuring her made him feel.

The two men were both very excited. They both wanted to ravish her and ride off their arousals, but they both needed to have their dear princess in front of them reach hers, first.

Kanetsugu went to open up her lips with a prodding from his hot tongue, which caused her to softly moan into their intense kiss as his tongue then went to immediately dance with hers.

“Remember this, Kanetsugu. Before you reach your own high, you must always make her reach hers first. No exceptions. If you have satisfied yourself but not her, I will kill you,” Kenshin threatened, before his hands started to trail down south of the princess’ body, looking to satisfy her more himself.

“There are so many things you can do to make her come… but always make sure you are paying attention to her and not getting lost in your own heat. What she wants always comes first.” Kenshin informed him, before chuckling huskily against her skin at feeling just how excited she also was.

“…And you are doing a good job exciting her. Keep making out with her,” He ordered him, before Kenshin started to firmly swirl her sensitive bud with a thumb, which caused her to arch her back against him and cry into her kiss with Kanetsugu, that made the both of them shudder in pleasure.

Kanetsugu’s hands then started to roam her naked body, feeling her up as his hands too found interest in her soft tender breasts. He gently squished the soft mounds, as the princess clung tighter to his frame, feeling overwhelmed by all this stimulation. The making out, the touching…

When Kanetsugu parted from her lips to take a shaky breath of air, Kenshin then took the opportunity to pull the princess further away from Kanetsugu to show him something, much to his displeasure. The white haired man was enjoying her warmth so closely pressed against his body…

“You will be able to enjoy her warmth again later. I want to show you something amazing,” Kenshin began, continuing to rub her sensitive bud with his thumb but with some extra motions, such as gently flicking it and applying gentle pressure against it, which made her a moaning, mewling mess, which the two men found enthralling.

“She is getting close… so I want you to also use your fingers to help her finish. Let’s help her come together.~” He purred with a smirk, as his loyal subordinate nodded in agreement, obeying his order and going to rub her lower lips curiously, as she went to speak.

“P-Put them in,” She requested with a shaky breath, having a moment of clarity to be able to speak. Kanetsugu obeyed her request, as he stuck a finger inside her, the new lewd sensation making him shiver. It was like nothing he ever felt before… it was so warm, such a unique texture.

He then started to curl the intruding finger, exploring her intriguing cavern as the two men felt her body start to tense, her cries growing more louder as she begged them to continue, that their ministrations felt so good, that she wanted them so bad. The two also wanted her badly, to the point it was almost maddening.

His finger feeling a clenching sensation, the sweet princess then came with an enchantingly beautiful mewl, that caught both the men’s attention as they admired just how blissful and gorgeous she looked riding out her high. She threw her head back lightly, panting for air as her entire face was beyond flushed, her hair now slightly damp from sweat.

“Beautiful…” Kenshin murmured as he watched her.

“Gorgeous…” Kanetsugu mumbled as he looked at her in awe.

He was truly honored for his lord’s generosity in sharing such a princess with him.

“Now do you see why everyone wants her? And why if any man approaches her, you must keep an eye on them? This is what they all want to do with her, what they all want to see, but this is a sight only you and I will be blessed with,” Kenshin smirked towards his tactician, who nodded in understanding. “I will allow no one else to do this to her, my lord,” He bowed his head, before he drew his finger back, his entire hand coated in her arousal, and his hand was not the only one.

“Feel free to keep exploring her from behind, but I will be ravishing her first, I can’t take this anymore-“ Kenshin grunted as he hastily went to rid himself of his own clothes, revealing a body fit of belonging to a man dubbed the God of War.

The princess drank the sight of him in as if he was sake in a steaming hot desert. He was beautiful too, a beautiful mixture between feminine and masculine beauty. From afar, his beauty could be mistaken to be a woman’s, but it was very evident that he was indeed male… and this man clearly wanted her.

“U-Understood, my lord…” Kanetsugu bowed his head shakily, trying to keep himself composed, though it was proving difficult to, especially after seeing her so delectably finish in such a way. He had to be patient.

“So, my dear princess… think you have enough stamina to satisfy us both?” Kenshin asked with a seductive smirk, as she bashfully nodded, before looking at Kanetsugu.

“Take off your clothes too,” She requested with a soft voice, as he happily obliged. She was curious to see the contrast between the two handsome men, and she was not disappointed.

Though his frame was more lithe than Kenshin’s, she could see he would be able to reach more depths than his lord, while his lord in kind would squeeze her quite tightly. They both brought something different to the table, and she was excited on how they would execute.

Slicking himself considerably with the aftermath of her coming, Kenshin then went to line himself against her entrance, in front of her while Kanetsugu went to embrace her from behind, taking to kissing and marking her back to distract himself from his own want for her.

“I will go in hard, but I promise you will be satisfied,” He informed her, his own cheeks flushed as he then went to plunge himself into her hard, which made her immediately cry out and hold onto his shoulders tightly, clenching around him as he let out quite an ethereal groan. She truly was in the presence of a god, and this god was as good at lovemaking as he was in combat.

He bucked his hips in a feverish, rhythmic pace, one that made her light-headed as she felt like she was once again going up on cloud 9. His lips then found hers soon after, as he kissed her deeply and sensually, eliciting more moans of pleasure from her.

How one can seem so rough yet so gentle was a dilemma to the dear princess, but she was enjoying it thoroughly as he rocked her body, causing her to create some friction against Kanetsugu, which made him tense up.

He had to keep it together… keep his composure. Just as his lord informed him, her satisfaction always came first, and she sure was looking satisfied at his lord’s quick, hard thrusts. How could someone who looked so innocent be such an enchantress? He always wondered how she got the attention of so many men in prominent positions, but now he knew. He did not blame them, either, because he himself was always a bit curious about her. Little did he know he would be able to have her in hindsight, and soon, by the looks of it.

Her blissful look was even more tantalizing as she felt herself finish once more with a pretty mewl, Kenshin following soon after as he finally found sweet release within her, filling her core up with his heavenly seed.

Her body then fell limp against Kanetsugu’s, as she tried to regain her composure from such an enjoyable ride, while Kenshin removed himself from her, looking content as he wiped the sweat away from his forehead.

“My lord…” Kanetsugu gawked, lifting his head to get a better look at her, the woman who now had a soft smile as she started to evenly breathe again.

“I am done. You may now proceed,” He gestured towards her, before he urged that the two switch positions. “Do whatever it is you please, as long as it is within her limits. Remember, pay attention to her,” He reminded him, as he took that advice to heart.

When it was his turn to make love to her, it was in complete contrast to his lord’s… he entered her slowly, moving in and out as if afraid he was doing too much for her, but his sensually slow movements were just what she needed after Kenshin. The fact he could also reach new depths really had her expressing just how much she was liking his actions.

Kenshin meanwhile was massaging her shoulders and her back, tracing around the many marks that Kanetsugu left behind when he was kissing her back. While his hands were once more working their magic, further soothing the very pleased princess, he went to whisper sweet nothings in her ear. Expressions of love, devotion, worship…

Before, he and his devoted vassal had their attention fully on other pursuits… but the pursuit concerning the Oda princess… she was going to become a Uesugi princess as soon as possible, and if anyone got in Kenshin’s way of making that happen, he will strike them where they stood.

“Y-You look pleased…” Kanetsugu smiled softly down at the captivating woman before him, as she nodded with a grin. “I-I am… thank you both.~” She moaned, as the two’s breath hitched at the way she thanked them. The two then smiled back at her. They should be the ones thanking her for accepting to be theirs, and so quickly. They never had pleasure this grand before, and now that they had the source of that pleasure, they were never letting her go. She was theirs from now until forever.

Feeling a foreign pressure building up within him that seemed just about ready to release, Kanetsugu looked to his lord to see if it was okay to fully unravel himself, and Kenshin immediately granted him that permission with a nod. He did tell him he would share her, which meant he could also reach his high in the same way he did.

As if he needed further coaxing, the princess cried loudly as pleasure racked her body for the third time, which sent Kanetsugu over the edge as he clung to her, also filling her up with his own heat, while Kenshin made sure to hold her upright so she did not fall to the floor.

“I-I… I am exhausted…” She breathed as she fell slump against Kenshin, while Kanetsugu pulled away from her after he was finished.

“Let me… get us some water…” Kanetsugu took a deep breath, as Kenshin gave his vassal a proud smile. “You did well, Kanetsugu. I knew I made the right decision.”

“Speaking of decisions… why did you decide to share me? I know it can’t be just for a reward,” The princess inquired curiously, as Kenshin looked into her eyes. “I have many responsibilities that may tear me away from you for a time, and I did not want to leave you alone… both defenseless, and loveless. I knew Kanetsugu desired you but did not want to make it known, so I decided to share you with him. He is very capable, and he is my most trusted vassal. I see a lot of myself in him, so I knew you would have been intrigued by my proposition,” He smiled, as the princess blushed. Yes, she was intrigued… she liked them both a lot, so it was a dream to be able to have the both of them.

Kanetsugu then gave them all cups of water, the trio cooling down with the drinks, before the men’s dear lady went to get comfy in the futon, with each one of them by her side as they cuddled her and went to sleep after the stimulating time they had with her, with the dear princess in their arms smiling as she drifted to sleep herself.

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lorei-writes · 7 months

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»All the things we choose to share«

My heart is overfilled with warmth. Sometime when I wasn't looking, this blog has also passed 1 000 followers.

I'm so grateful for everything. This life, this living, is so lovely, even if bitter sometimes.

Let's celebrate.

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Event Status: Closed

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Pick a prompt and a character from the lists below, and send me an ask.

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You can submit up to 3 requests.

The requests will be written into x Reader drabbles. That being said, a longer fic may be written if circumstances allow.

[Optional] You can choose your own flavouring packet -- fluff / comfort, angst, or thrill.

Prompts

Kiss(es).

Touch.

Tears.

Words / Silence.

Gift(s).

Surprise [wild card for the writer].

All the above prompts work as umbrellas. For example, Touch prompt can mean things such as holding hands, cuddles, sharing the bed, etc.

Available Characters

IkeSen -- Kanetsugu, Kenshin, Masamune, Mitsuhide, Nobunaga, Shingen

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syneilesis · 9 months

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[fic] a quiet glow

a quiet glow

Ikemen Sengoku | Naoe Kanetsugu x Main Character!Reader | G | 1.3k words ao3 link

Making no sound Yet burning with love, Fireflies far More than chirping insects, Move me. —Minamoto no Shigeyuki

A/N: For @aquagirl1978 and @violettduchess's Summer Days Sultry Nights event. It's my first time participating in an event! :D The prompt I chose is fireflies and it's a Kanetsugu fluff fic. Dividers by saradika. Forgive the slightly anachronistic prose lol

I haven’t seen fireflies since I was a child.

It had been a passing remark, a slide of fingers across the textured roll of fabric patterned with glowing fireflies. In your gaze an odd sheen flickered and faded – blinked away – that Kanetsugu caught, stole his steps and his attention. But you’d already moved on to the next item.

He lingered, however, arrested by this seemingly negligible thing, eyes falling upon the object in question – a column of benighted forest hue, spattered with yellow-green dots that counted as lights, nostalgic in a way that invited a quiet contemplation.

You hadn’t seen fireflies since you were a child.

Later, as he’d lay with you on the futon, your warmth seeping into his skin, Kanetsugu would dream of floating orbs amidst a beautiful night, playfully dancing, up and up and up.

“Summer is upon us,” Sasuke said, falling into step beside him.

Kanetsugu ignored the man. He had just finished meeting with Lord Kenshin for an update about his territories and was on his way to the library when the ninja suddenly appeared.

It didn’t deter Sasuke at least. “Make sure your face is UV-protected.”

Not knowing what that meant, Kanetsugu continued walking.

But Sasuke kept on, unbothered by the lack of conversational reciprocation, “You’ve already done well with your body – covered and all that.” He glanced at Kanetsugu’s clothes, then hummed in thought. “I suppose it’s not that difficult to invent sunscreen …”

Kanetsugu let Sasuke talk some more.

“That reminds me – according to my calculations, it’s approximately three weeks from now that the Nigami Firefly Festival will begin.”

That rendered Kanetsugu pause.

He turned to Sasuke, felt his brows dip low. “What?”

“I once took my niece to a firefly viewing in Joetsu – which, by the way, is the future name of –”

“I see,” Kanetsugu interrupted. He pivoted to another hallway and left the ninja blinking, confused.

He’d forgo the library today, it seemed.

Lord Kenshin ordered Kanetsugu to quell a minor rebellion three towns away. That required him to travel a week or two, depending on the size of the men and the number of horses his lord would allow him.

On the way to his destination, he and his men stopped by a village at the foot of a mountain to spend the night. The villagers were welcoming of them, having met Kanetsugu a year before in another mission. He was a familiar and memorable face, one that brought a delighted smile upon the village leader – and a score of young women.

“Lord Kanetsugu,” the leader greeted him warmly, “it is an honor to have you rest for the night in our humble village.”

They made him and his men a sumptuous dinner – rather, a feast – which he tried to refuse at first. But his companions stared at the offerings with great eagerness, so Kanetsugu relented with a condition or two.

In the middle of the meal a girl came up to him with large, trusting eyes and an enthusiastic smile, and told him, “There are pretty dancing lights outside!”

Food set aside, Kanetsugu permitted the child to lead him to the forest right outside the village. They walked for a while, the child never breaking pace, and before Kanetsugu questioned the girl’s knowledge of the area she skidded to a halt, spun around to grab Kanetsugu’s hand, and with a vibrating grin she proclaimed, “We’re here!”

Kanetsugu blinked and looked around, and found what the girl was talking about. He heard himself take a sharp inhale, his body frozen taut with a memory.

Moments later he patted the girl’s hand on his and murmured, “Thank you.”

As they stood there, an idea formed within Kanetsugu’s mind.

“Clear your schedule for a week,” Kanetsugu announced right after coming back from his mission, opening the sliding door of his office with solid intent. “We will go somewhere.”

Perched at the center of the room, you paused from your work, wide-eyed surprise melting into excitement. The garment you’d been commissioned splayed on your lap like fishtail. “Oh! Is it a date?”

A barbed denial spiked through his mouth, but you’re blooming like an eager flower facing the sun, so he swallowed that reflex. Instead he answered, “Yes.”

Your smile rivaled the sun, your hands curling to form a heart. Kanetsugu squinted, and shifted his stance. “Then I’m looking forward to it!”

Kanetsugu exhaled, tamped down the rush of heat in his veins, and went back to work.

The journey back to the village went faster than last time. The residents welcomed them again cordially, and you and Kanetsugu stayed there for a while before he took your hand and led you outside.

He remembered the directions the little girl took the first time. Night had arrived, the full moon illumining the leaves with its silver light. It was also a good time for stargazing, but Kanetsugu had another plan in mind.

“Where are we going?” you asked, your voice inquisitive, your hand kept warm in his.

When Kanetsugu peered at your expression, shafts of moonlight sliced through the canopy and grazed parts of your face, one iris aglow – a tenebrist diptych of curiosity. It made you seem ethereal, a part of the forest night’s wonder. Something translucent and could easily slip through fingers. Kanetsugu let out a quiet breath, returned his attention to the front, quelled the nervous pace of his heart.

He stopped all of a sudden, which elicited a sound from you, almost colliding with him. Still holding your hand, Kanetsugu whirled around, and the spill of moonlight shifted to illuminate your whole face.

“Watch,” he said.

And you studied your surroundings, waiting for anything. Then: one by one, in the near-complete darkness, they sprung to life. Fireflies. Little yellow-gold lights playfully whirling and twirling in the air. One brushed past Kanetsugu's nose and then flickered away, and your silverbell laughter filled the spattered night.

“They’re beautiful,” you tell Kanetsugu, the curve of your mouth soft and warm. You extended a hand, palm up, and one hovered for a couple of seconds then moved on. The look you gave him afterwards arrested him. “Thank you for taking me here.”

“After what you’d said before, I had to do something at the very least.”

There’s a puzzled silence, your head tilting in question.

“You haven’t seen fireflies since you were a child,” he elaborated.

It wasn’t immediate when you put the pieces together. But when you did, surprise rippled throughout your body, and Kanetsugu was tempted to push closed your gaping mouth.

“Did I say that?”

“Yes.”

“When?”

Kanetsugu sighed. “When you were perusing some fabrics in the market. There was one designed with fireflies, and you commented upon it.”

“Oh,” you said, dazed. “You remembered that? I didn’t!”

“Of course I remembered,” he said, tone almost offended. But then – a whisper: “I remember everything when it comes to you.”

It sounded like a confession, but you knew the depth of Kanetsugu’s love and devotion. Still – it felt embarrassing. Vulnerable, even.

Still.

“Kanetsugu,” you breathed. Like a prayer. Like a marvel. Like the hundreds of fireflies dancing around them.

Kanetsugu swallowed.

“I love you,” you said, impeccably, implacably, an arrow hitting dead center. “I love you so much, Kanetsugu.”

He exhaled a long breath. “I know. And I you.”

You smiled, and it was more radiant and more beautiful than the fireflies and the moon and the star-filled sky tonight. You stepped closer to Kanetsugu, wrapped your arms around him tight, and sighed happily. He reciprocated the act, his arms molding snugly across your back.

Around you the fireflies continued dancing, their lights burning brightly.

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shatcey · 3 months

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I just finished Kenshin's route and got stuck… I seriously couldn't decide which route to choose next.

Who's left… another Kenshin's vassal, Kanetsugu (if I'm not mistaken his name), Keiji and Motonari… A guy I've literally only seen in events, some loud ginger guy and a very bad boy (slash) hot pirate. A tough choice…

Or I can return to Nobunaga or Mitsuhide… which is always nice. I haven't read their eternal endings… And I miss them a lot…

Deep in thought, I'm browsing X (ex-Twitter) and suddenly…

OK… It was definitely a sign!

I've always liked redheads…

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aquagirl1978 · 2 years

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Event Masterlists

'Tis the Season for Smut 2.0

500 Follower Celebration (not complete)

Be My Valentine

Kinktober 2022 (not complete)

Ikemen Sengoku

Chats

New Residents at the Mansion (IkeVamp Meets IkeSen)

Headcanons

Suitors Reaction to Being Called Cute (Masamune, Mitsuhide, Shingen, Motonari, Kicho)

Suitors Caring for a Sick MC (Masamune, Ieyasu, Hideyoshi, Yukimura, Motonari, Kicho)

Hideyoshi Tomotoyi

Harvest Moon

Kanetsugu Naoe

Cosmic Love

Kenshin Uesugi

Serenity

Kicho

In Time (NSFW)

A Heated Mess (NSFW)

A Warm Winter Day

Butterfly Kisses

Undressed

Mitsuhide Akechi

Sweet Dreams (NSFW)

Moments Like This (NSFW)

Hen Party (NSFW)

Devotion (NSFW)

Blue Christmas

Motonari Mouri

Of Past Regrets

Pumpkins

Dark and Stormy

Shingen Takeda

Midnight Kiss

Radiant (NSFW)

Let's Dance

Yoshimoto Imagawa

True Colors (NSFW)

Yukimura Sanada

Remember Me (NSFW)

Ikemen Revolution

Chats

A Trip to Wonderland (IkeRev x IkePri)

Headcanons

Army reacts to Boba Drinking Alice

Blanc Lapin

The Yule Ball

Edgar Bright

Wicked Game (NSFW)

Fenrir Godspeed

Deck the Halls

Harr Silver

An Afternoon Alone

Happy Together

Jonah Clemence

Sweet Distraction, Sweeter Punishment (NSFW)

Sweet on Your Lips

Kiss Me

Lancelot Kingsley

Touch Me (NSFW)

Moonlight Waltz

Luka Clemence

I Need You (NSFW)

Sky Full of Stars (NSFW)

Lips Like Sugar

Ray Blackwell

He Loves Me (NSFW)

Sirius Oswald

Hunger (NSFW)

Ikemen Vampire

(needed their own separate link as Tumblr won't let you put more than 100 links in a single post)

Chats / Headcanons / Fanfiction

Ikemen Prince

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Chats and Headcanons - 2022

Chats and Headcanons - 2023/2024

Fanfiction - Domestic Faction

Fanfiction - Foreign Affairs Faction (plus Cyran)

Fanfiction - Act Two/Act Three Suitors

Ikemen Villains

Alfons Sylvatica

Mirrors (NSFW)

Elbert Greetia

You Are Safe

Ellis Twilight

The Perfect Date

Can't Hardly Wait (NSFW)

Harrison Grey

Truth or a Lie

Jude Jazza

Cigarettes After Sex (NSFW)

Liam Evans

I Dreamed a Dream (NSFW)

Roger Barel

Big Love (NSFW)

Victor

Morning Routine (NSFW)

William Rex

Desire (NSFW)

Secrets (NSFW)

A Minor Distraction (NSFW)

Ikemen Genjiden

Ibuki

Hot and Bothered (NSFW)

Yoritomo

You Belong to Me (NSFW)

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leonscape · 9 months

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In a Bit of a Pickle...d Plum

Kenshin x Pickled Plums (wow this is such a shocking pair); A crack fic (a woefully uninspired fic)

Kasugayama runs out of pickles and Kenshin gets extra stabby when he doesn't have his beloved plums to enjoy with his drink.

Word Count: 917 @drewadoodle

Kasugayama was bustling with energy as the warlords and vassals celebrated with a banquet. Shingen was enjoying his drink with Yukimura and Yoshimoto while Kanetsugu kept Kenshin company and Sasuke tried to go unnoticed.

But Kenshin wouldn’t let Sasuke escape. Kenshin’s stash of pickled plums were running low so he asked Sasuke to get him more.

“My lord, I regret to inform you that there are no more pickled plums available,” Sasuke told him. Everyone in attendance went silent when the news reached their ears. It was so quiet that the crickets outside were the loudest things in the area.

“What do you mean there’s no more pickled plums?” Kenshin narrowed his eyes.

“There are no pickled plums ready for consumption,” Sasuke told him. Kenshin’s hand went to his sword.

“I will get some for you, my lord,” Kanetsugu spoke up. He stood up, bowed and left the room. Kenshin’s hand moved away from his sword.

By the time Kanetsugu got back, it was late into the night and most of the vessels and warlords had already gone home. Kenshin was still sitting there, sipping sake, moping. Sasuke’s expressionless face looked more traumatized than usual. Yukimura looked sick while Yoshimoto seemed interested in something else and Shingen was sitting there dozing off.

“These are the last batch of pickled plums,” Kanetsugu said as he presented it to Kenshin.

Kenshin looked very pleased. “Perfect. I can enjoy my last cup of sake.”

The next day, Kenshin called an emergency meeting. Yukimura, Shingen, Yoshimoto, Sasuke, and Kanetsugu gathered around when Kenshin announced, “We will get pickled plums from somewhere else.”

Kanetsugu volunteered himself without hesitation. Yukimura complained, and Shingen was rambling about how he could get his spies to acquire pickled plums. Yoshimoto didn’t seem to be too interested in the pickled plum operation as he was distracted by something else. “Sasuke, go with him,” Kenshin commanded. Sasuke obeyed, bowing his head without protest.

And so, Kanetsugu and Sasuke set out for Azuchi; they agreed on going to Azuchi because they could gather information while getting pickled plums.

“Should we split up the work?” Sasuke asked. “You get the plums and I’ll get some info?” Kanetsugu agreed and the two went their separate ways.

Kanetsugu wandered around the streets of Azuchi, on the lookout for pickled plums. Instead of finding pickled plums, he bumped into a pig on the street. The pig had a little passion fruit in its mouth and Kanetsugu knew exactly who the pig belonged to. And there was the pig’s owner, running to catch up. “Yo Kanetsugu, fancy meeting you here,” Keiji greeted him. His smile was big and bright as he scooped up the pig into his arms.

“Keep your voice down,” he told Keiji. “I’m here to collect merchandise.”

“What kind of merchandise?” Keiji raised a brow.

“Pickled plums,” he answered.

Keiji burst into boisterous laughter, “I thought it was more serious than that.”

“It’s very serious. My lord requires a wealthy supply of pickled plums.”

“Come, I’ll show you a good place for those plums,” Keiji said.

Meanwhile in Echigo, in the depths of Kasugayama castle, Kenshin visited his personal stash of pickled plums. They were still in the process of fermentation, so they quietly sat, untouched and undisturbed. Kenshin’s lips spread into a smile that was full of endearment. “Ferment well, my little plums,” he told them as if he was tucking his children in. He closed the door and left them alone. His face immediately fell into a frown when he was reminded of the fact that they still had a few months left before they could be enjoyed.

Everyone made sure to stay out of Kenshin’s broody mood. However, Yukimura unfortunately couldn’t escape it.

He was dodging attacks left and right while Kenshin never broke a sweat. Shingen was watching the whole thing unfold in front of him. He shook his head and sighed, “Kenshin, I think he’s had enough.”

“But we just got started,” Kenshin replied.

“We started an hour ago?!” Yukimura shouted.

“That was just the warm up,” Kenshin said.

Yukimura groaned as he defended himself. “I hope they come back soon with those plums because I can’t do this every single day!”

Kanetsugu was hoarding plums. He and Sasuke met up and Keiji sent them back on their way to Echigo.

“Did you buy their entire stock?” Sasuke asked.

“Yes,” Kanetsugu responded.

“Oh.” Sasuke went quiet as he made some mental calculations. “We’ll have to stop frequently to let the horses rest from all that weight.” Kanetsugu just grunted in understanding and silence fell upon them.

When they reached Kasugayama Castle, the two dismounted and immediately took the horses to rest before reporting back to Kenshin. Kanetsugu showed Kenshin the goods and a genuine expression of happiness graced his face. “Well done,” Kenshin praised. “We shall have a banquet to celebrate.”

“Oh dear,” Sasuke mumbled.

That night, Kenshin enjoyed his sake with his beloved plums; he was surrounded by jars of plums. The smile on his face was so bright that it was almost creepy. Simply going near the plums would earn a death glare from Kenshin too. But even though Kenshin was feeling extra possessive over his plums, the night ended without incident.

“Sasuke,” he called out, “help me take these plums to my room.” He was slightly tipsy as he transported his plums. Sasuke sighed and assisted him. When they finished, Sasuke tucked Kenshin into bed and bid him and his plums good night.

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