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wordsintheatmosphere · 1 month

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The Problem With A Heart

Series: Touken Ranbu Pairing: Tsurumaru Kuninaga/Saniwa (Female) Rating: G Summary: The problem with being given a physical form is all these new complications that comes with it. As a sword, Tsurumaru has never had to deal with such thoughts before, but things are different now.

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His master had been gone for a long, long time.

She didn't leave without warning; his master was a responsible owner, and she had written meticulous letters about her reasons for leaving and the duties and responsibilities that were to be handled in her absence. She had been quite detailed in her letters, making sure that the swords under her current ownership were well taken care of and would not encounter too many difficulties; as her last appointed attendant, Tsurumaru couldn't help but smile wryly as he read over them. Despite her efforts, sword spirits were more than capable of looking after themselves and did not require the aid of a human to help them settle. There was no doubt that the sword spirits were much older than she was, than any human could possibly be, and there was little she could offer that they would not be able to do on their own. She of all people would know that, as someone with the power to pull spirits from old, historied objects and embody their essence into a physical form. Even so, Tsurumaru thought as he read over her letters for a countless time, she was quite meticulous in her writing. It was the only way she could show her care for them, in her own human way.

And yet, despite all the detail and attention and underlying anxiousness in her written words, there was no mention of her return. When will she be back? Will she ever be back? The questions that lived in Tsurumaru's mind could not find an answer in all of the pages his master wrote, no matter how many times he read them. He folded the wrinkled paper, textured with his constant touch, and placed it back in the wooden drawer. It hurt him to think that she chose to leave these letters behind instead of facing him, her attendant, who had the right to know. In his mind he knew she wouldn't be able to answer the questions that bothered him even if she were to face him then, but the problem with a heart is that rationalizing these thoughts did not help him in the slightest.

There were many things that her swords chose to do; in a way, it was a welcomed break from all the fighting that they had done. Some chose the time to deepen the friendships between each other, some chose to busy themselves with hobbies or training, and all of them dutifully kept with the responsibilities that their master had detailed in her letters to upkeep their citadel. But for Tsurumaru, the days remained unchanging. There was a restlessness in his heart that blossomed when he read her letter for the first time, a feeling that kept growing with the days that passed peacefully. Was it right for him to feel this way, even in times of peace? He'd thought he would accept it, when he'd left to discover himself on that journey that his master approved of so long ago. It turned out he was still bad at accepting this unchanging landscape—at least, without his master. When he had made his mind up to settle down, it was because he thought he'd be able to be by his master's side, not like this in a place without her. Not like this, alone by himself.

He spent his days wandering the citadel grounds, finding ways to bide his time, and every late afternoon to evening he took to sitting by the front gates alone. When he was asked what he was doing, his answer was that he was bored and simply wished to observe the changing landscape outside of the citadel that was frozen in time without the presence of his master. It was not entirely a lie, but it was not entirely the truth either; his eyes wandered several times down the paths where his master could've taken on the day she decided to leave. It was unfair, the way it was so easy for her to choose to walk down those paths alone, when it was so difficult for him to be stuck here, unable to follow.

It was a clear summer day when he finally saw his master walking down the dirt path. At first he couldn't believe it; many times people had walked down those paths, traveling to their destinations and back, and many times he had watched each of them, each figure of a lady making him hold his breath quietly before releasing it in disappointment. But this time he recognized the style of her clothes, the colour of her hair, and most certainly the way she carried herself with determined purpose, even if her eyes held the weariness of a person that shouldered a heavy burden. When her eyes met his, her steps freezing in surprise, Tsurumaru pulled his hood over his eyes and waited.

He waited. What else could he do, when he had been trapped waiting all this time? When he could hear her hesitant footsteps drawing near him, he rose to his feet. She was so small; he towered over her, the hood that covered his gaze no longer veiling the sharpness in his eyes.

"You're back," he said, and though he was smiling there was an edge to his voice he couldn't contain. She darted her gaze nervously at the sound of it, and if he was in a better mood he would've kicked himself. This was the problem of owning a heart: the absence of a master couldn't bother him when he was simply a sword, but now things were too complicated and he didn't know how to handle these strange and unfamiliar feelings.

"I'm back," she agreed in a quiet, apologetic voice, then added, "how were things while I was gone?"

"While you were gone?" He echoed, the smile not leaving his face though his mind was in a mess; how were things, he had not bothered to keep track despite being her trusted attendant. He only knew of the way her absence had made him feel, how it felt to be left waiting and wondering in a place without her.

"I was dead," he said simply; there was no exaggeration in his voice, because as far as he was concerned it was the truth. "If nothing changes, then it's the same as being dead."

She looked at him then, and the pained look in her eyes melted the ice that frosted his heart ever since the day she left. He pulled her close, his arms enveloping and folding her body against his. She was so small; had anyone ever told her that? It made her look so harmless, but he knew she was anything but. No harmless person could ever leave him feeling so helpless at her absence, or drain the petty anger he'd held onto so tightly with just a look, leaving him feeling pathetic for speaking so coldly to her when she was all he could think about while she was gone.

"I'm sorry, Tsurumaru," she said, voice muffled against his clothes.

"Welcome home," he whispered, when he could finally trust his voice.

#touken ranbu #tsurumaru kuninaga #tsurumaru/saniwa #my fic #oh hey I'm back #Been writing mostly OC stuff then got busy with life #This is actually pretty old #but I haven't posted this before and I thought I should at least keep my writing side-blog updated with my writings #mostly for myself tbh #Anyway this is about the english server's Tsurumaru absence line #The eng server is long gone btw #that is how old this fic is

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chishigure · 2 months

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TOURABU RPERS?!?!!!!

SOUJI AWAKE MAYBE?!?!?!!!!

#screaming internally all day everyday (ooc)#ooc #WAVES TO Y'ALL #MY YAMANBAGIRI AND TSURUMARU MUSES HAVE ALSO BEEN VERY LOW #BUT HELLO FELLOW SANIWA FRIENDS

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akairo-red · 1 year

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Repost is prohibited.

前のアカウント消えちゃったフォロワーさんが

推しを無事新しい本丸でお迎え出来た記念絵です

#touken ranbu #tsurumaru kuninaga #saniwa #刀剣乱舞 #鶴丸国永

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otaku-republic · 10 months

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<Article> Popular ” Touken Ranbu” characters in X Reader!

#touken ranbu #tourabu #tkrb #tkrb x reader #tkrb x you #tkrb saniwa #saniwa #heshikiri hasebe x saniwa #mikazuki munechika #tsurumaru kuninaga

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rexcaliburechoes · 2 years

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Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: Gen

Fandom: 刀剣乱舞 | Touken Ranbu

Relationship: Saniwa & Tsurumaru Kuninaga

Characters: Saniwa (Touken Ranbu), Tsurumaru Kuninaga

Additional Tags: child saniwa, Drabble, Lowercase, hasebe and yagen are mentioned but they aren't important

Series: Part 5 of the a little citadel for a little saniwa series

Summary: a small moment just before the not-matsuri starts. [strict 100-word drabble written for the tkrb wiki discord's recapturing summer memories event]

it is not necessary to read cranes, but it is highly recommended

#touken ranbu #刀剣乱舞 #tsurumaru kuninaga #鶴丸国永 #a little citadel for a little saniwa series #rex writes

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incorrect-joseimuke · 5 months

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Saniwa: Oh, look, more backtalk from the sass master.

Mitsutada: I'm not the sass master!

Mitsutada: And it's wrong for you to be mean to us just because your life is miserable!

Tsurumaru: Wow, Mitsu bou, maybe you are the sass master.

#touken ranbu #shokudaikiri mitsutada #tsurumaru kuninaga #incorrect quotes #source: icarly #mean mc #daily life in mod's honmaru be like

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kowaindar0u · 5 days

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❛ what do you need me to do to make you feel better? ❜ (yusone pls i cant stop thinking of these softies 😭) (@zantedeschia-praesul)

[ 𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. ]

The last week or so has been, without exaggeration, extremely exhausting and immensely taxing.

After summoning two swords (Koryuu Kagemitsu and Akashi Kuniyuki) within the span of three days, Yuichi was already feeling so spent-- which only served to make the next several days feel like the weight of the world was hitting him in whirlwind form.

His first unit was preparing to thwart HRA from turning the tides of the Battle of Sekigahara, where their plans included supplying large numbers of their own soldiers to the Toyotomi under Ishida Mitsunari's lead. Ookurikara, the captain, had sent word of the plans, but insisted the team present could handle it.

But Yuichi, envisioning the worst, sent a few more toudans as support-- Taikogane Sadamune, Tomoegata Naginata, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga. He'd gone with them, more out of impulse and concern than anything, and was met with what felt like a smidge of resentment. Ookurikara, he realized, was a bit insulted in his saniwa's apparent lack of faith of him and his team. Yuichi reacted poorly, though-- fortunately he didn't say anything to the captain, instead offering an awkward, curt goodbye before departing back to the honmaru.

Then, anomalies were detected surrounding the Honnouji incident, and so it was finally time to send in a second unit comprised of those who would know those events best-- Souza as captain, Yagen, Hasebe, and Fudou, with Kashuu and Ishikirimaru as well. Already, even before leaving, Yuichi could sense the tension between them, especially Hasebe and Fudou, and so as they ported off, he could only hope they could at least hold together as a team.

Since then, Yuichi had been inundated with paperwork, writing reports, tracking disturbances, and doing his best to be aware of his touken danshi here at the honmaru... And soon, it seems, once more information is obtained, he will be sending off his first-ever full third unit to investigate something in the late Heian period.

(Clearly, the day that he'd planned to set everything aside to spend with Nagasone is going to be pushed back, too.)

He is a mess.

He hasn't even had the chance to properly welcome Koryuu and Akashi as he tries to do, considering he has yet to really fully recover from...well, anything.

Yesterday, he snapped at Houchou, who had entered his office innocently, but loudly and unnanounced, startling him.

Today, the second unit returned, and while they had succeeded in their mission, they returned in grim shape-- things had been complicated by Fudou's latching on to Ranmaru, and even more so by Ishikirimaru's unsuitability, as an oodachi, to fight in such enclosed spaces as Honnouji temple.

He's just come back from visiting the repair room, and Nagasone has walked in on him pacing fretfully back and forth, face already wet with tears. A panic attack is well underway.

At Nagasone's question, he doesn't say anything for a few moments, instead, pacing a few more times while he tries to resist the overwhelming urge to just run to him. He knows Nagasone is there for him, willing to do anything for him, and he appreciates that to the ends of the earth and beyond-- but still, part of him doesn't want to lay this all on him...

It doesn't matter, though, because soon his hands are reaching out for him, before he finally lets himself go to him. He hangs his head, resting it against Nagasone's chest as his hands ball into fists, gripping at his jacket.

"Just--" Yuichi's voice is surprisingly loud, as he's finding it hard to not just wail at him. "I-I don't know, just... hold me."

#huhuhu? (asks)#IT STILL TURNED OUT SO LONG LMAO #idk if that much info was truly necessary but... ~context~#zantedeschiapraesul #ic:yuichi #yuichi & nagasone #sowwy ookurikara i promise yuichi believes in ur abilities and trusts u as captain #he just is very stressed and worried and doesnt want yall to Die !!!!!!#also sorry nagasone you walked in on a disaster lol ;;;

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topazadine · 2 years

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Now, for funsies, I’m considering what kinds of arguments I could make for ANY ship being problematic (pls don’t take this seriously like at all, this is satire in the extreme, please know I don’t believe any of this lmao)

I’m going to avoid the ships that are easy pickings, like Higekiri/Hizamaru or Namazuo/Honebami because that’s no fun, I want weird excuses

Mikazuki/Tsurumaru: Tsuru’s very childish so obviously Mikazuki’s just a lecherous creepy old man pedophile, in fact any ship that has Tsurumaru in it needs Chris Hansen to break it up

Shokudaikiri/Okurikara: same former employer (master)? PROBLEMATIC, power dynamics all out of sorts!

Horikawa/Izuminokami: the power dynamics AND a large age gap? God, Horikawa’s basically a pedophile too, maybe he and Mikazuki should make a Pedo Club

Yamatonokami/Kashuu: there we go again with the power dynamics, these swords just can’t stop fucking their former coworkers

Ichigo/Omokage: obviously Omokage’s got some mental health issues, so Ichigo is a predator who is preying on his low self-esteem. Loving someone who isn’t perfect is very problematic

Uguisumaru/Ookanehira: as previously mentioned, their smiths lived in the same area and studied the same style of smithing, which is so fucking problematic, nuke that ship out of orbit

Hasebe/Souza: as the Saniwa’s favorite attendant, Hasebe is basically Souza’s boss, I need Human Resources to get involved

Kogitsunemaru/Juzumaru (a ship I have seen, it’s cute btw): Juzumaru is basically an innocent uwu spiritual being, so clearly Kogitsunemaru is perverting this pure little cinnamon roll, spiritual people can’t possibly want love or even (gasp!!) sex

Ishikirimaru/Nikkari: height difference, must I say more??? Tall people dating short people is a form of violence, they’re basically saying they want to date a child u.u

Yamanbagiri/Chougi: they have the SAME NAME. That’s like a form of incest basically. No person in the history of the world has dated someone with their same name (it actually happens a lot lmao, especially with people who have more gender-neutral names)

The only popular ship I can’t come up with a problematic element is ... *drum roll*

KASEN/YAMANBAGIRI. The most unproblematic ship in the world, uwu, we must all ship it now whether we like it or not because it’s the most morally pure

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melancholicblossom · 2 years

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It’s the smell of iron that always gets to him, he thinks, standing by the sink and running a hand through his pink bangs.

Steel, iron, metallic smells -- they’re commonplace in this Citadel, and Souza still isn’t all that used to it. Blood spilling onto the tatami was a common occurrence, so he wasn’t surprised to be scrubbing it off his knuckles. It really wasn’t often that he stood there, staring at himself in the mirror, gaze far away and distant. It’s the sting of flame that brings him back to his senses, the burning smoke from the grills outside.

He rests a hand above his chest, clutching the fabric lightly.

The mark of the Demon King.

A prized possession.

Never used on the battlefield ...

Souza’s brows furrow as he finishes rubbing the blood off his hands, wrapping the cut he’d endured in a little band-aid, touching his cheek lightly. Scarlet against porcelain skin. He’d just returned from the battlefield, where he’d been injured. Yagen works wonders for the citadel, and the repair room is where he spends a lot of his time after going out on sortie anyhow. Is this what he really wanted? To be used like this? At first, he thought so.

But now, he’s not so sure. Saniwa-sama has a quota to meet, he knows that much - the purpose of a blade is to be used, after all -- and he’s always wanted to be useful. But like this? Violently, in a war against history’s interlopers?

“Saniwa-sama,”

He says, quietly, to a room that he knows isn’t listening. To an entity he doesn’t understand, a person he doesn’t like to talk to, to anyone, anything that is listening nearby.

“i wish i could be like Kousetsu-niisama ... yearning for peace. and yet, i am just another blade, just another soldier in your war. i ... wish that i was fast like Heshikiri-kun, or maybe strong like Tsurumaru-dono, or crafty, like Kogitsunemaru-san. but i’m not. is that still okay? is that still alright, having a useless blade in your ranks?” “maybe i should have stayed a decoration ...” “sitting beside you and looking pretty ... that’s all i’m really good for.”

But he hears his name being called by Osayo, so he cleans up, forces the same smile onto his face, and heads outside, with his thoughts churning like the waves in the ocean.

#ic;;#drabble;;#{ i got possessed }

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tanzoshi · 2 years

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/ Since there is currently a sorts of camping event going on in f,go, this lead me to think about how a camping day would be like with my swords- (tho in all honesty, if we consider the fact that they tend to share rooms, I doubt camping would feel much different to them). THAT ASIDE- BEHOLD;; the masterlist of how it would be like to be my sword’s camping partner;

Ookurikara:

Benefits: Will kill the spiders and insects that get inside !

Downsides: the next thing that might get killed might be you-

Jiji

Benefits: Very chill, will share with you the extra marshmallows he borrowed stole from the swords that are on cooking duty.

Downsides: You try to be sneaky? he will imediately know you are awake. You can’t hide anything from him !

Heshikiri

Benefits: It is likely that he is the camp’s coordinator, so you would def get the best tent and food first bc he is that biased (only applies if you are the saniwa)

Downsides: He lit can’t shut up.

Ishikirimaru

Benefits: spirits and/or bad luck won’t haunt you! he’ll sprinkle water at the entrance of the tent both in the morning and evening to make sure things stay nice and calm

Downsides: Chances are that if you are sharing jokes with him, you might have to explain them to him- he is an old sword ! he might not be able to relate to some topics including but not limited to: crushes-

Kasen

Benefits: He is a good storyteller! so once night falls, he’ll have countless stories to tell, scary stories, stories about the past, you name it

Downsides: Also can’t shut up. Chances are that he will complain about many things along the way- eventually he’ll realize that not all things are that bad though!

Nagasone

Benefits: If games that include physical activities are involved; your chances of winning have now increased at least a 70% ! he’s a strong lad !

Downsides: Can be a little bit of a pessimist sometimes and only knows how to cook one meal to perfection, but he’ll try his best to not let that hinder you

Shokudaikiri

Benefits: If you ever get lost in the middle of nowhere with him, he’ll still be able to cook something nice with few ingredients for you!

Downsides: Because of his criteria of what looks ‘cool’ and what doesn’t, you might end up getting involved in overly complicated things that could have been easily solved if it weren’t for his desire to appear ‘cool’ at all times-

Tsurumaru

Benefits: your camp time will be a lot of fun!

Downsides: Tsurumaru.

#;ooc #ooc #;dash comment #dash comment #;headcanons #headcanons #ALAS-

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zantedeschia-praesul · 2 months

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Munching on a stray roasted peanut in his brush boxes, the Saniwa huffs at the sky before drawing a "go-away" seal on the ground.

This ends now.

"Eda, hana, budou, fuku! Any and all mame, AWAY WITH YOU!"

And slowly every bean that was found at every corner of the honmaru, as well as the bizarre mame rain, disintegrated into thin air or crumbled onto the ground.

"All the beans just... Poofed..."

"Are we safe now, Aruji? No more mame?"

Saseki nodded, but his face still retains that unfamiliar serious look. "Yes, my love. No more of these mame chaos. But do me a favor and tell Tsurumaru to come to my room as soon as he's able. I need to warn him about messing with one of my black brushes from my gilded box..."