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"Under length with only one point: sounds about right"
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Yet again a year has gone by and it is my birthday again today and also Nobunaga’s 440th death anniversary. I did the same thing last year and released a fanfic for Nobunaga so here’s another one. I hope you enjoy it.
Words = 443
Warnings = established relationship, scars
Excerpt = “I hope you’ll let me heal any painful marks your kind heart may sustain”
“How about this one?” Mai gingerly ran her fingers across the mottled scar running along the side of Nobunaga’s left ankle. It was lighter than the rest of his skin and it almost felt colder too.
“That one? I was nicked on the battlefield about 4 years ago by a fallen soldier”. His hands were carding through her soft and silken hair as he explained how he received each and every one of his scars.
Mai listened to Nobunaga’s explanation while tracing the outline of the pale mark. In every gentle stroke, she suffused her wish that she could erase his painful past with just her touch.
“It must have been so painful, I’m sorry” she mumbled quietly while continuing to lovingly run her fingers over it.
“Why are you saying sorry, Mai?” Nobunaga queried confusingly, his hand stilling in her hair.
“I don’t know” she laughed awkwardly. “I guess I just wish you never had to feel the pain” her eyes were glistening with unshed tears as she directed them towards his.
Nobunaga untangled his hand from her fine light brown hair. Brushing his thumbs delicately under her eyes. He silently leaned forward and encased her in his gentle and tender embrace.
Mai rested her head on his shoulder as she wound her hands around his broad back and softly rubbed soothing circles into it. Nobunaga couldn’t help but chuckle at the situation, she was comforting him even though the sadness in her eyes was a far greater pain to him than any injury he could suffer.
Speaking into his neck, Mai whispered “I’m sure you’ll receive no end of painful marks in your life” She lifted herself up and looked directly into his carmine eyes. “While there is not much I can do for the physical kind…” Mai took a deep breath. “I hope you’ll let me heal any painful marks your kind heart may sustain”.
She moved closer to him and pressed a warm and searing kiss to his cold cheek. She would give him any number of sweet kisses if they worked in thawing his long-frozen heart.
Nobunaga’s eyes had widened and he looked at her incredulously as though her strength and love had impressed him.
He pulled her towards him again and held her tightly. Their hearts beat in perfect sync while they held each other closely in their warming arms.
Regaling her with the stories of the rest of his scars could wait. For now, he just wanted to carry on being connected to her, to feel the warmth she radiated against him and to feel her heart beat against his for the rest of the night.
Please don’t repost, edit or steal. Reblogs are more than welcome though!
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Hi cuties! I've been looking at MBTI memes and wanted to start a thread! Let me know yours below! 💙
Dedicated to @mikaleialt (MBTI Twin fr) 💙
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Love this
There is this guy i draw in November, or so.
And he came last night in my dreams, and treat me to locking me up in Kasugayama castle if i don’t color him asap…..
Sooooo…… (Damn, i can’t wait anymore for his route >> @cyikemen )
Kenshin Uesugi, as you can see him in Ikemen Sengoku. An otome game of Cybird for IOS and Android
Traditional art done with Pitt artist pens brush ^^
Kenshin threatening to lock you up in your dream is so accurate LMAOOO
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Happy new year everyone!
Cute!
╰┈➤ 🍕 Napoleon's always been so damn yummy looking. You're so hungry and desperate you could make a pizza on his face.
Napoleon Bonaparte x gn!reader • rating: G • tags: Crack; Nightmares; Bad cooking • wordcount: 722 • masterlist
We were goofing around with @eliilovesu making a pizza on Napo's face and then @lemeowade wrote a short dialogue based on it and something happened in my head and now it's a fic.
Napoleon is securing your apron with a cute little tie at the back when your stomach growls yet again.
"Snrk. Little bears aren't allowed in the kitchen, Nunuche."
You pout, finally turning to face him and to return the favor by tying off his own apron. All the better that you have an excuse to nudge him into turning his back to you where you can't see his stupid grin anymore.
"I thought the kitchen was where we fought bears!"
Once you two are both ready, Napoleon takes a spatula readily just like it's his rapier, making you laugh effortlessly.
"That's true. So? What are we cooking today?"
Bless 🤣
Kanetsugu as a Vulcan: not much different from regular Kanetsugu.
Done with inexpensive watercolors from Walmart on sketch paper so yeah I know colors blotchy as heck but you know its great practice for brush control.
tagging @mllorei @the12thnightproject because I just want them to see it and I love them so, i guess sue me
Pretty!
Congrats on your follower milestone!
Kanetsugu, Fake marriage trope? You can do whichever you like, but if I'm really forced to pick, fluff! I know he's a newbie but I know you'll do great! 🥰🥰🥰🥰
Alright, first fic in my 300 follower celebration. And also my first fic for Kanetsugu (who I totally fell in love with upin reading his route)! Alright here we are.
Thank you @limonzu for the request! This was a fun one to write! ANd thank you for following me and appreciating my work!
A fluffy Kanetsugu and the fake marriage trope. No warnings just fluff.
It was in the aftermath of an insane battle, our base camp had been overrun and I had been separated from the Uesugi-Takeda forces, who, despite initially being enemies of the Oda forces, had been nothing but kind to me…despite me being a hostage. Kanetsugu, my watcher, and constant companion had become someone I cared for.
Somehow, I had managed to get away from the enemy, but now I was lost in the woods, tired, hungry and cold and the light was quickly fading. It was at this moment, I could hear what sounded like footsteps in the forest behind me.
Despite how tired and lost I was, hearing those footsteps sent a fresh shot of adrenaline through me. I picked up my pace and began to run…but I wasn’t fast enough. I soon felt someone grab onto my arm and I was yanked back. Before I could even think to scream, a hand was clamping over my mouth.
“Quiet you foolish girl.” The familiar voice hissed in my ear.
My racing heart instantly calmed upon hearing Kanetsugu’s voice and realizing it was he who was holding me. My back was pressed to his as he held me firmly against him. That was when I realized we were hiding behind a tree. I heard what sounded like footsteps passing us by.
Omw my heart🤩😳😆
Hope you are having a great day! Okay this request might be different than usual. What will be the warlords reaction if they have a adult son/children that like to prank them when they are older? Who is gonna laugh at it and who is gonna be unimpressed like "I give you 5 seconds to run" reaction?
Hi cherry! I hope you are having a nice day too! Thank you for the request.
Nobunaga Oda.
Hideyoshi Toyotomi.
Mitsuhide Akechi.
Ieyasu Tokugawa.
Mitsunari Ishida.
Masamune Date.
Keiji.
Ranmaru Mori.
Kenshin Uesugi.
Shingen Takeda.
Yukimura Sanada.
Yoshimoto Imagawa.
Sasuke.
Kanetsugu.
Kennyo.
Motonari Mouri.
Kichou
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@floydsteeth you inspired me to give Yuki some retribution.
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