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crestkeeper · 1 year
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A Foreign Indulgence
Pairing: Date Masamune x OC (Satou Koyuki)
Tags: sengoku era, established relationship (married), slice of life (aka nothing happens), fluff, huge historical anachronism (see my note at the end for details) 
Word Count: 1190 words
Summary:
“What's this?”
Koyuki stared at the small wooden box on the table. Inside it were tiny, podlike beans of a rich, brown shade, the origins and purpose of which she couldn't make heads or tails of. She thought of a crude comparison to them, but found it inappropriate to voice it out—even if she knew it would have her husband snickering in childish amusement.
“Chocolate,” Masamune enunciated in accented English, picking up one of the coated beans to examine it in the light.
“What's this?”
Koyuki stared at the small wooden box on the table. Inside it were tiny, podlike beans of a rich, brown shade, the origins and purpose of which she couldn't make heads or tails of. She thought of a crude comparison to them, but found it inappropriate to voice it out—even if she knew it would have her husband snickering in childish amusement.
“Chocolate,” Masamune enunciated in accented English, picking up one of the coated beans to examine it in the light. “The merchants dropped off a few crates of these in the port—samples of a new potential business venture, or so they say. Apparently it's a delicacy in the far west, and I do remember reading mentions of it in books and letters, but it was always described as a drink rather than an edible treat...”
Koyuki hummed thoughtfully. Given her husband's affinity for all things foreign, she was surprised to hear he didn't seem too familiar with the supposedly favored indulgence of the western lords; if even Masamune was clueless, it had to have been a recent invention. “You haven't tried it, then?”
“No, no one has. I'm the only one with a trade deal with this particular merchant. Picky guy; makes it a point to get along with whoever he does business with.” Masamune grabbed a handful of beans and all but shoved them onto his wife. “Here, you try some.”
“Oh.” she blinked. “Uh...”
Koyuki considered it, perhaps more seriously than one would expect. She supposed the logical action upon receiving samples is to, well, sample them, but she always found herself so apprehensive when foreign goods are concerned. It wasn't that she distrusted their intentions, or thought their culture beneath her; rather, it was the novelty of being able to witness, touch and digest something so entirely unknown to her, the mind-bending state of knowing there's entirely different civilizations out there that she can somehow take a glimpse into just by having a taste of what they eat for dinner. It excited her just as much as it terrified her.
Masamune's voice snapped her out of her thoughts. “Come on, what's life without trying out a few questionable-looking treats from beyond the sea?” he nudged her, and that was the final push of confidence she needed. His grin widened when Koyuki finally relented, watching with keen interest as she gingerly took one of the beans from his open palm.
“Did they at least tell you what it would taste like?”
“Nope.” he smirked. “Guess we'll have to find out for ourselves.”
The rugged, oval-shaped cacao bean was surprisingly soft to the touch, due to the layer of melted chocolate coating its exterior. Koyuki rubbed her fingers on its surface and found them stained with the same shade of brown that tinted the snack; it seemed that the treat was prone to dissolving when exposed to heat, and she could not waste another minute to ponder about its shape.
Not knowing exactly what to expect, Koyuki popped one in her mouth. She chewed slowly, as people do when they want to discern the taste of a delicacy they weren't yet familiar with and, based on that information, whether they like it.
The feeling hit her abruptly; the moment, the millisecond it melted in her mouth, the instant the crispness broke down and gave way to the rich, velvety goodness within, her eyes lit up at once. “Mm—”
Koyuki covered her mouth, slightly embarrassed by her overt display of pleasure, but her raised brows and glittering eyes betrayed any sort of reticence she was feigning, any kind of shame she might have felt, for no one should feel ashamed of indulging themselves in such a heavenly delight.
”...Well?” Masamune watched, clearly amused.
“It's...” Koyuki grappled to find the words. “...Bitter, but not in the way medicine is; it has a strong, sort of intense taste, but once it melts it's sweet and creamy and- and exquisite, I haven't tasted anything quite like it... Oh, and here I thought they were rather unfortunate-looking...”
That earned her a laugh from the one-eyed dragon. “That good, huh?” he leaned over to touch the left corner of her lips, where some blots of chocolate had apparently found their way outside her mouth. “It must be really good if you've even got some here.”
“Oh,” she cleared her throat sheepishly. She let Masamune's fingers brush the splotches of melted chocolate away, dirtying his own fingers in the process, though he never seemed to mind this in the slightest. “Beloved, it's just... oh, I don't even know where to begin. You simply must try it.”
“Yeah, now I really need to see what the fuss is all about,” her husband gleefully reached out to help himself to the treat, the afternoon's metaphorical belle of the ball. Contrary to Koyuki's own experience, hesitation was absent in his movement. “...Mm. Hmm...”
Masamune's reaction was nowhere near as blissfully pleased as Koyuki; his one eye narrowed, brows furrowed, and each time he swallowed he seemed to take a longer time to do it than the last. Even so, Koyuki knew him well enough not to mistake his tells for displeasure.
“You're thinking of all the ways you could possibly incorporate this into your cooking,” she pointed out with a smile.
“It's divine,” Masamune all but sighed, much to Koyuki's amusement. “If we could just tone down the bitterness a little for the general public, we could give konpeito a run for its money.”
“We?”
He laughed. “What we're looking for is something that could help neutralize the bitter taste to make it palatable for the sugar-crazed folk. And yes, we, because I'm going to need someone to be my taste-tester. Let's see, I've got a few ingredients in mind...”
Just after a single taste, Koyuki thought. Masamune rattled off a few of his ideas, some she could've made an educated guess out of (sugar, wine and berries), some not so conventional (sea salt and cheese), and she listened and watched in marvel as he spoke and speculated, carefully weighing every option, dismissing every initial hypothesis once he found a better ingredient of choice. He'd walked into the room that afternoon carrying a box of strange-looking beans he didn't have the slightest clue what to do with, but after just a single taste, he was all but ready to experiment with its possibilities, put his own spin on it and introduce it to the motherland.
This would be the first time Koyuki noticed a pattern she would later still take joy in observing even many, many years later; whatever new foreign delicacy he discovered, whatever new apparatus he'd been made privy to—Masamune's first instinct would be to think of other people, his people, and all the ways in which he could present these wonders to them in a way that still thoughtfully considered their own collective tastes and preferences. If he was in possession of something good, something that he earnestly thought would bring joy to others, the first thing he'd do was to share it with others.
He truly never ceased to amaze her.
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A/N: as you can probably immediately discern, i took a lot of creative liberties with this fic. for one, chocolate wasn't brought over to japanese shores until the late 18th century, which was well after the sengoku period and therefore masamune's lifetime. second of all, while chocolate has long been a luxury treat in the western world, it was mostly consumed as a drink rather than an edible, solid food (something i had masamune lampshade, lol); it wasn't until the 19th century that chocolate started to be mass-manufactured as the bars we can all enjoy today. lastly, i'm not sure anyone in the 1500s would have the technology to store chocolates so that they would last through a months-long voyage.
on a lighter note i'm very happy i finally managed to finish something masayuki-related, as short as this fic was :] i hope you enjoyed reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it!
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qloof · 1 year
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back at it again with another doodle dump
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blackink-onpaper · 10 months
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The Descend and the Resurface Masterlist
Hello! Welcome to my blog! 🖤
This is a Beyblade Metal Masters story about a girl who comes from a complex background, and because she’s trying to help her family she enters a strange arrangement with a certain member of team Starbreaker, which will change her life forever. The story is developed alongside canon events from the series, so I always add an ambiance suggestion of which episodes the chapter follows in the A/N! Also, some chapters feature smut scenes, so please be aware!
Last but not least, I’ve also made a playlist inspired by the story!
Enjoy, and please let me know how you like it - it means a lot to me! :)
The Descend and the Resurface
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Fanfic playlist
Thank you for reading my work 🖤
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demon-mortician · 2 years
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[ BLACK x AQUAMARINE ⚓]
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I gotta add that not only I added more arms and feet to Tomoky but I changed other aspects of her base in the making of this drawing jfbsuf I do not have time to make an individual illustration every time, but I do want to bring you drawings and join the trends with you all so I decided to use the same base with a few modifications, I hope you like it !
and with the changes we have: I reduced the thiccness of her butt becoz I already started thinking it was too thicc and I didn't like it, I added these feet in another position (with heels) and I did these and more individual arms for me to use in a future. I was even thinking in changing the legs too.
Enjoy! 💕
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angelriverwrites · 2 years
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A Dragon’s Lucky Charm: chp 1
Another piece that has been in the works for a few years and I finally did the thing. So much research went into this and there’s even some hints to Ikemen Sengoku eventually.
I know the Sengoku Basara fandom has gotten smaller so likes, kudos, and comments will be very appreciated and help keep this project of mine going. Thanks and enjoy!
Story summary: Experience the anime series at Masamune's side. A mysterious woman has joined Date Masamune's side. Experience the anime series through her eyes, even as the Dragon becomes infatuated and eventually falling in love with his Lucky Charm.
OC insert into the series.
Reader version will also be available.
Bold is actual dialogue from the anime, caps plus italics is Masamune’s signature English.
Chapter 1
She climbed the hill with one lone cherry blossom tree up top. The chest armor she was made to wear as a precaution was long gone, lying below the hill where the rest of the men were prepping for the next day but honestly, most of them were drinking and partying. They asked her to join them but she politely declined. Now she was just in her light blue kimono. This wasn’t her scene. Besides, she was more concerned with the man in azure sitting under the tree. At first, he was watching the impromptu festivities alone, his own drink in hand, but soon he was joined by the man he trusted the most. She wanted to leave them be but she just wanted to check up on him. He got kind of “riled up” earlier today.
As she approached the tree, it seemed like the two men were talking strategy on what to do next. Today wasn’t a total loss but it definitely didn’t go as planned. She stopped, leaning against the tree and allowing the two to finish their conversation before she asked to join them.
“-if I had to give it a name: The Woodpecker Maneuver.”
“That does sound like a pretty fun game. Count me in, Kojuro.”
The two men looked at each other and smirked as Masamune took a sip from his drink. Kojuro seemed to notice her first, turning to glance at her and giving her a faint smile. Soon after, Masamune also turned to look to see what Kojuro was looking at and gave her a smirk. She blushed. She didn’t realize she was staring until now.
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monebula-art · 2 years
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Some Yyh x Sengoku Basara crossover cuz u can never have too many goblin sword husbands
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insomniac-jay · 1 year
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Masamune & Madoka
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Masamune Awase (Pink hair) is the eldest son of Yosetsu and Usagi Awase. He's a Pro Hero known as Kagutsuchi. His Quirk is Legendary Forge and it allows him to create any weapon from any legend he chooses.
Madoka Awase (Black hair) is the daughter of Yosetsu and Usagi. She is a student at U.A. and in the same class as Hisao Midoriya. Madoka loves the magical girl theme of her mother and carries it on herself. Her Quirk is similar to Usagi's just with a bit of Awase's welding Quirk.
@floof-ghostie @calciumcryptid @peachyblkdemonslayer @redhoodzuko
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mynameiskan · 6 days
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Ikesen Masamune x Hana (OC)
After Hana learns the names of the lords, and Sasuke, in Mai's group. She realizes Masamune has quite the same vibe as her bias, Masamune from Sengoku Basara.
So, this is what happens:
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Masamune and Hana (jokingly) argue a little bit but they bond after this. Hana gradually shows Masamune more fun stuff of modern Japan.
P/s: poor Ieyasu.
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cottoncandy-cult · 8 months
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Masterlist
Event: Twister Wonderland: Babyfication: Intro Heartslabyul Diasomnia Octavinelle Ignihyde Scarabia Savanaclaw Pomefiore
OC Stuff: Twisted Wonderland Crush Crush Crush 1 2 3
Tokyo Revengers Lilly Among Thorns
Arrival
Introduction Bonding Day Meeting Their Friends Lost Seeking Comfort Gift Giving Meeting The Gang Home Alone Adventure 1 Gang Member Babysits
Christmas
First Day Of School
Other Oneshots Raiden X Chubby! Fem Reader Shiva X Fem Reader Tattoo Artist Buddha X Fem Reader
Zack Foster x Lil Sis Reader
Zack Foster X Daughter Reader
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Fan Levi Ackerman X Celebrity Reader
Kenpachi Zaraki X Chubby! Reader
Jiro Mochizuki X Reader
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Zelman Clock X Reader
Inuyasha x Priestess Reader
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Soma Yukihara x Reader
Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x Reader
Miia X Reader
Subaru Sakamaki X Drunk Reader
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Yuma Mukami X Daughter Reader
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Chibi Misaki Yata X Reader
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Ban x Reader
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Ban x chubby reader
Meliodas x chubby reader
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Sanemi x Kyojiro's little sister
Free de la hoya x reader
Hitoshi Shinsou x Cat Quirk! Reader
Saiki Kusuo x wife reader
Obito Uchiha x Reader
Mitsuhide Akechi x reader
IkeSen Caught in the name of love (Ft. Mitsuhide, Ieyasu, Motonari, and Kanetsugu)
IkeSen Sengoku Babysitting (Ft. Shingen, Kanetsugu, Motonari, Masamune, and Kenshin.)
Zack Foster BFS
First Meeting Becoming Friends His Feelings Confession First Kiss Cuddling You Get Sick He Gets Sick He Sees You Cry He Walks In On You You Walk In On Him He Hears You Sing You Get Drunk You See Him Cry He Gets Drunk You Get Hurt (Small) He Gets Hurt (Small) Showering Together You Have A Nightmare He Has A Nightmare
Movie Night
My Ao3 Books
Trend Chaser (A Fairy Tail Dragon Slayer Smut Book)
Crystal Waters (A RoR Shiva and wives x OC Book)
Life Within The Soul (Mix bag coming soon)
SMUT
Shiva X Wife! Reader
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the12thnightproject · 5 months
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Chapter 29: Girl Talk. Mai and Katsuko try to pass the Bechdel test.
Mitsuhide x OC; Hideyoshi x MC (Mai)
All Chapters Archived on Ao3 
Logline - With Mai, Hideyoshi, and Aki missing, Mitsuhide and Katsuko reluctantly team up. Disguised as a merchant and his concubine, can they outsmart the man known as the God of Deceit?
As the splash from the cannonball rippled out in circles, rocking our boat, I risked standing up to scan the water’s surface looking for something, some sign, proof of life, I guess.
How long could Mitsuhide hold his breath, if that was what he was doing?
What if that blast had knocked him out?
Maybe he was even now sinking deeper and deeper?
Before I could second guess myself, I prepared to dive in, but Kyubei had made the same decision, and made it faster. He thrust the crossbow into my hands and tore off his clothing-
Sploosh!
Right next to us, a geyser of water and Mitsuhide erupted out of the ocean. He took a deep gasping gulp of air. Casually, he folded his arms on the side of the boat, looking like a Sengoku era Kilroy, and into our silence said, "Kyubei? Where are your clothes?
Relief warred with an urge to-
"Far be it from me to point out the obvious, Kaya, but the Mouri ship is over there, and not in the middle of my forehead. May I gently suggest you point that weapon... that way." He gestured to a point over my shoulder.
For one moment, I entertained a rather murderous thought and kept the weapon where I was aiming it for an extra long pause before I returned the crossbow to Kyubei, who had quickly thrown his haori back on. "It's a wonder none of your friends have murdered you yet." I'd addressed it half to Mitsuhide and half to Hideyoshi, who was still sputtering outraged syllables.
"I've often wondered the same about you." Mitsuhide slid into the boat with athletic grace, and then elegantly knocked some water out of his ears.
"Oh that’s easy enough. I don’t have any friends," I tossed it out there without thinking, although I suppose it’s more or less the truth. Unless you counted Sasuke, who was currently five hundred years in the future (right - Mai and I still needed to compare notes once we got out of this situation). Anyway, now wasn't the time to dwell on my friendless state. The immediate danger of the Mouri’s rowboat had passed, but we were still stuck in the lagoon, with a pirate ship blocking our exit.
The morning sun soon revealed that our state had become even more precarious, illuminating  the Mouri soldiers who were waiting for us on the shore. Well, since we’d – I’d – burned down their fort, they’d probably be a lovely welcoming committee should we decide to take our chances on swimming back to the island. I doubted they’d be greeting us with a plate of cookies.
Mitsuhide seemed supremely unconcerned by any of that. He'd pulled his clothes back on, though the fabric clung damply to his wet body. I looked away. It wasn’t worth dwelling on. As if nothing major had interrupted the morning, he asked Mai and Hideyoshi if they managed to get any rest.
“Until your pre-dawn swim, I did.” Hideyoshi’s response was a growl, the ‘you self-sacrifical ass’ went unspoken but was still broadcast loud and clear.
After a quick glance at the position of the sun, Mitsuhide scanned the horizon to the north, and nodded as something large and dark glided into sight. Many somethings. "Perfectly on time," Mitsuhide turned to Hideyoshi. "After all your lectures, is it not gratifying to know that Masamune can be prompt when it's absolutely necessary?"
The long dark thing separated into a line of iron hulled warships. The Oda fleet of atakebune.  It was obvious that Motanari’s single Portuguese vessel was outgunned. Hideyoshi easily flipped into tactical mode as he gazed at the approaching reinforcements. “What happened to the Mouri navy?”
“We moved up the timetable and got here first,” Mitsuhide said, as Motonari’s carrack raised sails, the blue sash still flying from the top of it, and booked it out to sea.
The Oda fleet, built for coastal defense, didn’t bother to follow.
Mitsuhide smiled and turned his face to the sun. "Lovely day for a sail, would you say?" He didn’t quite get to the point of an ‘I love it When a Plan Comes Together’, but it was implied. 
By the time we’d made our way out of the cove to meet Oda’s large vessel, Hideyoshi had apparently either forgiven Mitsuhide for worrying him, or decided that it was all a part and parcel of the entity of Mitsuhide.  Conversely, Mitsuhide had not forgiven me for leaving the tree to rescue Mai. I was effectively shut out of whatever conversation there was, and left to sit quietly in the end of the boat.
Probably when we got onboard Nobunaga’s ship, I would be in for a full lecture, without the audience of Hideyoshi and Mai.
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Once we were off Kyubei’s little sailboat, Mitsuhide was reabsorbed into his life as Nobunaga’s left-hand man, and I was left on the sidelines. I would have volunteered to do something to help… but they didn’t really need me. The Oda clan, while completely polite, was a mostly well-oiled machine (with one rather clumsy exception). Everyone had tasks, and everyone performed them diligently, with no stopping to rest or relax or socialize. With Motonari having evaded capture and sailed off into the sunset, the Oda warlords were far too involved in what they called “war council,” to find some busywork for me to do (I’d asked Hideyoshi, and been politely told to “take a well earned rest young lady”).
Though Nobunaga formally thanked me for my help, he was of course mostly holed up with Hideyoshi and Mitsuhide, apparently plotting out the next step. The ship we were on, was of Portuguese construction too, so of course it could pursue Motonari, but it was too risky a move to pursue without the support of the shore-hugging atakebune, so we were headed... where?
"Sakai first." The only member of the Oda's inner circle to spend any time at all talking to me was a sweet young man named Mitsunari. He had found me sitting on deck watching the coasts of the Southern islands drift past and had paused to answer my question. In spite of, or perhaps because of, his rather absentminded air, I found Mitsunari a restful companion, and during the few times I was in all the warlords’ presence, I'd gravitated toward his side.
Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t dislike any of them (aside from Mitsuhide, I needed to hold onto my hate like a winter parka in a blizzard) but I didn’t know them well enough to hang out. For the most part, they were all more focused on nurturing Mai. Though she was Hideyoshi's woman, it was clear she was a favorite of all of them. Maybe even their "center" for lack of a better word. Nobunaga called her his lucky charm, and though she was from my time originally, she had become a true Oda Princess in character as well as in name.
I realized that Mitsunari was still talking. Oops. I'd phased right out. "I'm sorry, I missed that." Impolite Katsu!
“Oh. Do you do that too? Sometimes it is hard to keep what is in my head quiet enough to see what is going on around me.” Mitsunari seemed unbothered by my inattention. "Not to worry Lady Kaya. I am certain you have much on your mind too. I asked you if you were coming back to Azuchi with Mitsuhide.”
"Um, I don't know." I didn’t know when Mitsuhide planned to go on to Azuchi. We'd had an agreement. If we didn’t find Aki with Mai and Hideyoshi, he'd promised to keep helping my search. But, would he consider that agreement still valid? The 'tree incident' (for want of a better description) might have invoked a disobedience clause. "I should discuss that with him."
"Hideyoshi asked Mitsuhide if they should prepare one of the guest quarters in the castle for you, but I didn’t hear what the answer was." Mitsunari paused, as if trying to form another question in his head, and then dropped the conversation entirely when a gust of wind grabbed one of his papers and blew it toward the sails.
"I'll get that!" I already knew that we did not want Mitsunari climbing around in the rigging. Over the past couple of days, he'd tripped over a bucket, sending dirty water across the entire deck, nearly garroted himself on a sail line, and had knocked Ieyasu overboard (luckily we'd been anchored at the time).
Just as I was reaching for the paper… I’ve done this before. It was another of those odd not-my-memory memories: a vision of climbing a tree to retrieve one of Mitsunari's papers. I closed my eyes to ward off the image, and that feeling of displacement that accompanied it.
 A set of cool hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me back into the present. Into reality. Mitsuhide. I could feel this touch through my clothing. "I realize that you find vertical surfaces nearly irresistible, but I must insist you refrain from scampering about like a demented squirrel." He plucked me off the mast and set me on the deck.
I handed the paper to Mitsunari, and mouthed 'Help me' at him. He simply bowed and wandered away, leaving me alone with Mitsuhide for the first time since the tree incident. Granted, we weren't technically alone. Not with the Oda vassals and sailors scurrying around us, but Mitsuhide had that way of pitching his voice low and quiet and somehow erecting a force field around a conversation. We might have been invisible.
"I wasn't demented. I was helping Mitsunari. Do you really want him climbing around up there?" Besides this time, Mitsuhide hadn't told me not to climb. He was probably just seizing the opportunity to finish his long delayed lecture and — his hands were still holding onto my waist.  I took a step back. Even after we broke apart, I could still feel the impression of his fingers, as if I had been clay, and he a sculptor.
"What I would like is for you start using that brain of yours for something beyond fighting me." He tapped his finger on my forehead. "Think before you leap... up... or down."
Feeling unfairly accused, I fell into the trap and spoke without thinking. "And maybe you should listen before you leap to conclu- "
"Kaya!" Out of nowhere, Mai appeared and grabbed my hand. "Finally. I’ve been wanting to talk to you forever." She turned to Mitsuhide and gave him a dazzling smile. "Excuse us. Girl talk. You can have her back later."
Before he (or I for that matter) could respond, she'd tugged me away, keeping hold of my hand until we were safely in the quarters she was sharing with Hideyoshi. That man was nowhere in sight, probably he was still strategizing with Nobunaga.
She slammed the door shut, then looked nervously over her shoulder, as if Mitsuhide could or have teleported through it. Then she sighed. “There.”
Though well timed, her rescue had seemed unprompted. "Did Mitsunari tell you I needed help?"
"Not exactly. He said you were with Mitsuhide, but seemed to have forgotten how to talk, I got curious.  And well, I was gonna let the two of you wallow in your u.s.t, but figured you both needed a cooling off period first." She plopped down on the bed (an actual European, raised off the floor bed) and bounced a little. "I wish we could take these back to Azuchi."
Ignoring the odd tangent, I focused on her initial comment. "First of all, a - that was not u.s.t., that was actual anger. It’s hard to tell with him because, b, he is carved from a block of ice, and, therefore, c, a cooling off period is redundant, oh and,“ I counted off on my fingers to make sure where I was in this list, "d, I don’t want to talk about him because it would be nice now that I've found another woman I can talk to, to have a conversation that passes the Bechdel test,  especially since you probably actually know what that is." And then, for emphasis, I plopped down on the bed, actually threw myself onto its softness and stared up at the ceiling. “You might have a point about the bed or - at least the pillow." I grabbed the pillow and hugged it to me. “Note to self. Next time I time travel, I’m bringing a pillow.”
“Shhhh.” She suddenly sat up and looked at the porthole… which was sealed shut. "Sorry. Not too many people know my secret. Just Hideyoshi and Nobunaga … and now you. But how did you know I was from the future when we've never met?"
"Sasuke knows, which is how I learned about you." Well more or less. Because it made more sense to start at the beginning, I did so, summarizing the past seven years as minimally as possible.
"Wait. You time travelled to your father, but he didn’t tell you he was your dad? That's kind of,” she seemed to be reaching for a word, but too polite to supply it.
So I did it for her. "Shitty. I know. Anyway Aki’s note mentioned Sasuke, so I hunted him down and we compared notes. Since you, Hideyoshi and Aki all disappeared from Sakai, Sasuke wondered if you all went into the wormhole. Or a wormhole. There could be more than one. Anyway. Details. Sasuke went to the future to see if he could find you there, leaving me to work with Mitsuhide here." I rolled my eyes to remind her of how that was going.
"He can be a tease sometimes but his heart is in the right place." I must have looked clearly skeptical on that, because she added, "The more he teases, the more he actually means what he says underneath."
So. He really means that I'm impossible. Why are we talking about him again? "Look, let's get back to my father, who may or not be somewhere in the future. Did Motonari ever mention Aki- or Akihira- or Yamaoka Akihira?"
She shook her head. "Honestly, we did not spend much time with him. He basically did some moustache twirling, locked us up on his ship, then sent us to that island. We were the only two prisoners, and once we were on the island, I only saw the guard who brought my food." She shivered, and I felt guilty about making her relive it.
Aki's disappearance was probably coincidence. Which meant, even though Mitsuhide had said he'd still help me after we found Mai and Hideyoshi, the chance of him having the resources to do so, if it involved time travel, was getting smaller and smaller. Even if I could figure out how to go through a wormhole on my own, it wouldn’t be right to ask Mitsuhide to come with me. Nor would he agree to leave this era. He was needed by Nobunaga – even, I as an outsider, could see how important he was.
Damn, I Really needed to see the rest of Aki’s letter. Hm. Shot in the dark. "Er. Did anyone mention anything about an Iekane? I think," I tried to recall the contents of the letter we'd found at de Sousa’s so long ago, “he was using the name Kanemori, and claimed to have access to silver mines.”
She wrinkled her nose in concentration – an action I bet charmed everyone around her. “Not ringing a bell. Is he another part of this conspiracy – or whatever it was?"
“He is, but I don't know how. Or how much.” And whether the silver mines were the end game, or something very different – something to do with Aki and time travel. “He’s who ended up with the Oda’s weapons shipment.”
"Sorry. Maybe Hideyoshi might know who he is?" She poked at my sleeve, which had gotten ripped in all the insanity on the island. "I need to be doing something with my hands while I talk. Do you mind if I grab my sewing kit and fix this?"
"You were kidnapped with your sewing box?" I hadn’t seen it when we were escaping.
"No. Mitsuhide had Kyubei bring it from Azuchi with the rest of our clothing. He was that certain he would find us. He had one of Hideyoshi's pipes too." She rummaged through a trunk, leaving me to sit with the memory of a puzzle box containing a pipe and a lock of Mai colored hair.
The sooner I get away from these people the better.
Mai returned to my side before I'd had a chance to move, or even think more clearly about my plans to extricate myself from this contract. Besides her sewing box, she'd brought a yukata for me to wear while she repaired my clothes. I thought of the turquoise one Mitsuhide had given me. Unlike Mai's clothes, my "Kaya" clothes were still in Sakai. That was ok though. I didn’t need to be Kaya, I needed to be Katsu, and I had all of Katsu’s identity with me.
"When we get back to Azuchi, I'd love to design something just for you. To thank you for the rescue." Mai hummed happily as she carefully sewed up the seam.
Ignoring the assumption that I’d be joining them in Azuchi, I simply told her. "If you could make a sports bra, I'd follow you to the ends of the earth."
"I know, right? No lycra in the Sengoku." She frowned." I might be able to rig something with cotton? But anyone who saw it would wonder at it. Besides, maybe it’s a time paradox too. What if some anthropologist found it?"
Given the whole Kenshin, Shingen, Motonari back from the dead, Nobunaga and Mitsuhide still alive situation, I doubted the existence of a sports bra would cause a time paradox. Not to mention… "No one is going to see my underwear." I pulled the sash of the yukata tighter. Mitsuhide had possibly seen everything while I was unconscious, but that had been a medical necessity. And if he had seen everything, he’d politely not mentioned it. A rare case of non-teasing.
Following my chain of thoughts, Mai produced a fairly credible interpretation of Mitsuhide's smirk. "Not even Mitsuhide?"
Ugh. Here we go again.
"We have a contract. We are all business when we're in private. And he's mad that I left the tree to rescue you." When she looked up in confusion, I added, "I wasn't supposed to be the one who broke you out. I was supposed to give them cover while they went in there. When you overpowered that first guard, the commander sent another guard to check it out, so I needed to get you before the second guy raised the alarm."
"I could explain that to him." She shook out the material, examining it for other tears and signs of wear.
"Don't. If he's not going to listen to me, I don't want him to have to take someone else's word first." Besides, in the past I had given him more than enough reasons to distrust me.
She hummed again, but from the look on her face, I suspected she was going to try and intercede anyway.
"Don't." I warned her once again. "It will work itself out one way or another." The another being that I'd be long gone. If these days on the boat had taught me anything, it was that Mitsuhide's life, his future belonged to Azuchi.
Whereas mine… I’d be moving on, looking for Aki, which it appears also meant hunting down Iekane.
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lorei-writes · 9 months
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Whenever my friends draw something for me or that was inspired by my work, I ask them for a permission to print it. On several occasions I was also able to to support them and purchase postcards with their work instead.
I only wish I could take better photos, because of course, it look so so so much better irl TvT I love it so much. <3
Featured art by: @drewadoodle @rinaririr @cottonfluffballofdoom @cheese-ception @spoopy-fish-writes @cailann @olivermorningstar
If you haven't checked out their art yet... Well, please, do, it's beyond lovely TvT <3 <3 <3
Detailed credits below the cut
Masamune & Shogetsu, Mitsuki with a bat, Yakuza!Mai -- @drewadoodle
Chevalier, reading surrounded by roses -- @rinaririr
Coloured sketch, Masamune, upper right corner -- @cottonfluffballofdoom
Cat!Masamune Chibi, Masamune Chibi, Masamune sketch, Asra sketch, Xiao sketch -- @cheese-ception
Asra x OC (Anna), kiss; Howl's Moving Castle!OC (Esther) x Chevalier -- @spoopy-fish-writes
Masamune, portrait, coloured -- @cailann
Comte de Saint-Germain, masquerade; Chevalier x OC (Esther), reading -- @olivermorningstar
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‘Tis the Season for Love Content Creation Challenge Masterlist
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Here’s the Masterlist from @xxsycamore’s and mine ‘Tis the Season for Smut Challenge! The featured content includes an assortment of creations, and includes works from the following fandoms:
Cybird    >Ikemen Prince    >Ikemen Vampire    >Ikemen Sengoku    >Ikemen Revolution Genius    >My Secret Spy Lovers Genshin Impact Mystic Messenger Obey Me Twisted Wonderland Voltage    >Ayakashi Romance Reborn    >Court of Darkness    >Destind: Mr. Almost Right    >Kings of Paradise    >Oops! I Said Yes?!    >Star-Crossed Myth
 A 🎨 next to a creation indicates it is artwork.
*Please be advised that some of the content created for this challenge contains NSFW content and to respect the creator’s warnings and labels while also reading at your own risk.
The Fluff Prompts
Starting with preparations way too early
Cybird
Ikemen Vampire
One More Christmas With You: Comte de Saint Germain x MC  @xxsycamore
Voltage
Star-Crossed Myth
Recovering My Star’s Shine: Zyglavis x OC  @fang-and-feather
Sipping hot chocolate and then stealing a kiss
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Right Here: Clavis Lelouch x f!Reader  @scorchieart
Sipping Hot Chocolate and then Stealing a Kiss: Leon Dompteur x Reader  @violettduchess
Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Luke Randolph x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Ikemen Revolution
Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Harr Silver x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Ikemen Senogku
Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Kennyo x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Ikemen Vampire
Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Jean d’Arc x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Voltage
Ayakashi Romance Reborn
Like You as You Are:  Shizuki x MC  @lost-khione
Sweet Drink: Koga x MC  @lost-khione
Oops! I Said Yes?!
Cocoa Kisses: Shu Hasunuma x f!MC  @voltage-vixen
“Okay, maybe I DO need help putting the star on top of the tree.”
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
A Little Bit Short: Yves Kloss x Reader  @myonlyjknight
Make Me Reach for the Stars: Yves Kloss x MC  @xxsycamore
My Shining Star: Gilbert Von Obsidian x Reader  @aquagirl1978
“Okay, maybe I DO need help putting the star on top of the tree.”: Chevalier Michel x Reader  @violettduchess
“This gingerbread house just WON’T stay up!”
Cybrid
Ikemen Prince
A Chaotic Christmas: All princes, Emma, and OC in a platonic grouping  @myonlyjknight
A Sweet Moment: Yves Kloss x OC  @fang-and-feather
Ikemen Revolution
“This gingerbread house just WON’T stay up!”: Harr, Loki, and OC in a platonic grouping  🎨    @krys-loves-otome
Sharing a scarf
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Scarf Sharing: Leon Dompteur x Reader @violettduchess
The Scarf: Licht Klein x Reader  @myonlyjknight
Warmth: Gilbert Von Obsidian x OC  @gilbertvonobsidian
Ikemen Sengoku
A Warm Winter Day: Kicho x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Sharing a Scarf: Kennyo x OC 🎨   @krys-loves-otome
Ikemen Vampire
Attention On Me!: Napoleon Bonaparte x MC  @xxsycamore
Mystic Messenger
Snuggles in the Snowfall: Jumin Han x f!MC  @voltage-vixen
“I said that I’d teach you how to ice skate, I didn’t say that I know how to ice skate.”
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Ice Skating: Clavis Lelouch x Reader  @violettduchess
Voltage
Kings of Paradise
“I said that I’d teach you how to ice skate, I didn’t say that I know how to ice skate.”: Yosuke Sagara x OC 🎨  @cupidocherie
Forced to wear an ugly Christmas sweater
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
An Uncanny Resemblance:  Silvio Ricci x MC/Emma  @midwinterrmemento
The Ugly Sweater Party: Silvio Ricci x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Ikemen Vampire
Our Ugly Getalong Christmas Sweater Party: All residents of Comte’s mansion in a platonic pairing  @xxsycamore
Being the MC/LI’s fake date for a Christmas party/ball
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Fake Date: Nokto Klein x OC 🎨  @krys-loves-otome
Mine For a Christmas Night: Jin Grandet x Reader  @xxsycamore
What a Difference a Year Makes - Chevalier Michel x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Genius
My Secret Spy Lovers
My Rescuer: Masamune Araki x Reader  @ikemen-prince-writers-posts
Voltage
Ayakashi Romance Reborn
Dancing Between Emotions: Toichiro/OC   @fang-and-feather
Surprising their partner in the morning with a new pet underneath the Christmas tree
Cybird
Ikemen Vampire
Birds Of A Feather: Dazai Osamu x MC   @xxsycamore
Voltage
Court of Darkness
Puppy Love: Toa Qelsum x MC   @chirp-a-chirp
Destind: Mr. Almost Right
The Gift of Family: Rei Rindoh x f!MC  @voltage-vixen
“Those clichéd traditions are exciting for me, now that I have you.”
Obey Me
It’s A Wonderful Life: Diavolo x gn!MC  @chirp-a-chirp
Twisted Wonderland
Traditions: Malleus Draconia x Reader  @ikemen-prince-writers-posts
Voltage
Ayakashi Romance Reborn
First Shrine Visit: Gaku x Futaba  @lost-khione
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The Smut Prompts
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Warming up together after a snowball fight
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Warming Up Together After A Snowball Fight: Chevalier Michel x MC @ludivineikewolf
Genshin Impact
The Winnings of War: Childe x f!Traveler  @voltage-vixen
Wearing nothing but a ribbon around the neck
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
A Kitten for Christmas: Sariel Noir x Reader @norel-ravenclaw
Ikemen Vampire
I’m Yours Tonight: Arthur Conan Doyle x OC  @fang-and-feather
Fun under the blanket
Cybird
Ikemen Revolution
Fun Under the Blanket: Fenrir Godspeed x MC  @ludivineikewolf
Ikemen Vampire
Another New Year: Napoleon Bonaparte x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Bodies roasting by the open fire
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Bodies Roasting By An Open Fire: Clavis Lelouch x MC  @ludivineikewolf
Ikemen Sengoku
Warlord Roasting By An Open Fire: Nobunaga Oda x f!MC  @voltage-vixen
“A kiss under the mistletoe doesn’t have to be where we stop.”
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Don’t Stop: Jin Grandet x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Insatiable Cravings: Silvio Ricci x Reader  @ikemen-prince-writers-posts
Ikemen Revolution
Mistletoe Not Require: Zero x f!Reader  @chaosangel767
Voltage
Court of Darkness
Nothing Else to Compare: Roy Invidia x MC  @chirp-a-chirp
Star-Crossed Myth
Sweet Heat: Zyglavis x OC   @fang-and-feather
“I’ve decided I don’t want to be on the nice list this Christmas.”
Cybird
Ikemen Revolution
Dalim, Baby: Dalim Tweedle x f!Alice  @voltage-vixen
Ikemen Vampire
The Gift of Your Touch: Issac Newton x OC  @fang-and-feather
“Actually, there is one more thing on my wish list.”
Cybird
Ikemen Vampire
A Joyful Wish: Charles-Henri Sanson x Reader  @aquagirl1978
“Actually, there is one more thing on my wish list.”: Vincent va Goh x OC 🎨  @krys-loves-otome
Obey Me
A Wish Come True: Diavolo x f!MC  @voltage-vixen
“Those clichéd traditions are exciting for me, now that I have you.”
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Yours For A New Year’s Morning: Jin Grandet x Reader   @xxsycamore
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The Descend and the Resurface
Damian Hart (Beyblade) x OC
Summary: OC comes from a complex background, and in the midst of trying to save it all and help her family she enters a strange arrangement, which will change her life forever.
Masterlist 🖤
Tags: Beyblade, Beyblade Metal Masters, Julian Konzern, Jack, Damian, OC, Gingka Hagane, team Starbreaker, team Excalibur
A/N: (ambience suggestion) this chapter and the next will go along with the canon storyline, for this chapter watch Beyblade Metal Masters episode 90 if you like, it’s available on youtube!
Also, please let me know what you think so far! It means a lot to me!
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Chapter 4
“Alright then, come at me with your left rotation!” Damian purred for the audience to hear, while Julian went to pick up Destroyer. His return to the Blader’s position seemed to last an eternity: no matter if he won or not, Excalibur lost. All he can do now is win for his pride, for his audience, for Klaus, Sophie and Wales. No doubt his confidence was shaken, but this battle is a sure thing. There is no way anyone, no matter how strong, can defeat Destroyer’s left rotation. I mean, they’d have to be stronger than Gingka then and that’s just impossible.
But then, Julian snapped: “To take back the pride I’ve lost, I will show my skills in this next battle!”
“Good for you” Damian sighed to that, cooly brushing him off “because that right rotation round wasn’t worthy of my time!”
“Go ahead and talk tough while you still can!” Julian replied with strength in his voice, and fire in his eyes. Oh yeah, I’ve seen this before: Damian is done. Upon launch, Damian’s Bey was sent flying into the air, followed by cheers from Gingka’s friendgroup and the crowd. Destroyer was definitely in charge now, with impacts of sheer force hitting Damian’s Bey left and right. A calm, warm feeling of familiarity, comfort and pride came over me, I knew that the series of strange events was now truly over because only two Beys in the world can spin in the opposite dorection, and there is no way some random Blader has the power to defeat it. I began thinking about Excalibur’s imminent win, and planning my way into their backstage corridor to talk to Julian before the crowds start getting up from their seats. All the stressful events and constant shocks from earlier caused a lot of stress on my body as well, I could feel my stomach feeling heavy and a sting of fresh air against my bleeding cuticles that I bit without realising. Julian called his special move, which when in left rotation meant certain win against any enemy as there was no escaping the blasts of gravity that came upon a Bey from every direction. The stadium filled with Destroyer’s purple energy and gusts of wind swirling in all directions, but Damian didn’t wince at all. In fact, his demeanour was that of curiosity.
“Special move: Black Excalibur!” Julian suddenly sung out among all of the noise.
“Yeees!!” I got up from my seat: “Victor Excalibur! Victor Excalibur! Go Julian!” I wanted him to win, I wanted to se my closest friend, the keeper of my secrets, the one I grew up with and spent all those challenging moments with to win. I wanted to see him happy, I wanted to see him achieve his dream and defend his honour.
Destroyer swung his dark purple sword buzzing with energy and power into the air, dozens of meters above the highest row of the stadium, as dark lightening and gusts of electricity ran accross the stadium. Just as he was about to strike, I darted a look at Damian, craving to see a coward shitting his pants after all the disrespect he’s shown to Julian. But just before the gust of smoke took over, I saw an inviting grin.
With low visibility, the presenter jumped in to describe what just happened on the field: “NO! No way! Kerbecs stopped Julian’s all out special move right in its tracks!” I could see Sophie and Wales gripping the handrail that separated them from the battle, eager to see Julian emerge from the smoke, but just as tense as I am.
Damian chuckled: “So that thing was your special move, was it? I see against a normal Bey that probably would have won… However, it won’t work against Kerbecks when it’s in Boost Mode!”
“Julian’s special move didn’t work at all! What is going on out there?!” Gingka was literally on the edge of his seat, and even though the girl sitting next to him was saying something important I couldn’t hear her at all over the spinning that was happening in my head. For a moment I was sure I was going to pass out, but I fought the pain because this was too important.
When I got a grip of myself and tuned back into the conversation, Gingka was saying: “Do you think he would’ve cooked up this best out of three battle thing just so… he could test Hades Kerbecks Boost Mode?!?” I was speechless, utterly speechless if this was true. Lost for any words if Julian lost not to a Blader who was fighting for his team, but to a Blader who merely invited him to suffer so he could test out a design innovation.
“Hang in there Destroyer, counter attack!” Julian was trying to salvage the situation.
“Waste of time!” Damian proclaimed to the entirety of the stadium: “After your so-called special move has been stopped, what more could you possibly do?”
Julian gasped: “I can-“
“Parading around like an emperor when this is the hight of your power, how sad! Just make it easy on yourself, you don’t have any extraordinairy power so there’s no need to keep up that tough guy act!”
I was convinced I was going to faint, I could not feel my face anymore, yet my mouth was gaping open at what I was witnessing. Who is this cruel… this… monster?
“I’m going to take all of it away from you: your pride, confidence, everything sweet!!”
Kerbecks lashed strikes again, and again, with every hit grasping the air out of my lungs. My best friend was out there, and I was powerless to stop someone who was hurting him. What I would have done, or given, to just run out there and slap Damian’s face so hard he’d never speak to anyone like this ever again! Julian begged for mercy, but Damian didn’t listen. He was enjoying himself, and it didn’t matter that even the crowd fell silent, he was going to get what he wanted.
“Stop it! The battle’s already been decided!” Gingka rose a single cry from the audience, accompanied by his friend. Damian’s grin was wide and vicious, not diminishing even when he answered: “No it isn’t! Kerbecks has not revealed it’s true power yet, not even close!”
“JULIAN!”
To my absolute surprise, Sophie and Wales jumped in with their Beys: “Scarring Julian any further will simply not be allowed!”
“YES!” I gasped: finally an end to this atrocious torture. I wonder why the presenter, or the judges or fucking anyone didn’t step in until now? Torturing an opponent cannot possibly be according to the tournamet rules?
The presenter then jumped in, saying Excalibur forfeits as a consequence of breaching the rule of interrupting a game:
“We won’t allow Julian to be humiliated any further!”
“YES!” This time, I was yelling, and some encouraging claps and whistles came from the crowd in the rows behind.
“Heey!” Damian gleamed: “You two are gonna help me test Kerbecks as well? In that case, I won’t hold back at all as I invite all of you straight into Hades!”
Sophie, Julian and Wales called their special moves together - a combination I heard they were practicing in the week before our breakup. Two huge waves rose up, with Destroyer rising above like a dark Poseidon armed with his sword.
“So” I smiled to myself: “they succeeded. They made it work.”
Damian was quick to interrupt their scenic moment of glory: “Nice stuff! Now check this out!” Before he said anything else, I felt a sudden change in the air. It became ice cold even though the sun was shining and it was hot until a second ago, and a slow, swirling wind began to pick up.
Then, a blinding surge of fire-like energy erupted from Kerbecs, similar in appearance but different in magnitude to when Damian called Hades Drive; the stadium grew from ice cold to excruciatingly and suffocatingly hot in a milisecond. When I opened my eyes, I gasped at the sight of a giant dark door levitating in the middle of the stadium:
Damian roared: “Open right now, Hades Gate!”
The gate swung wide to display an empty and endless shadow realm of agony, from which red eyes awoke. Ice cold sweat ran down my feverish body, conflicting sensations caused by something paranormal: something unnatural.
Gold chains whipped out of the abyss, capturing Excalibur’s Beys - a scene of legend, of myth - good versus evil.
Then, the three headed Cerberous, Hades’s faithful servant, emerged from the darkness adorned in gold chain and collars, ready to inflict absolute pain and suffering.
Swirls of fire, absolutely real fire swam across the stadium before retracting to the inferno beyond the gate, and with a swift motion the door sunk into the depths of the Earth, beyond the sight of mortal eyes. The three Beys, and their Bladers, were motionless in their defeat.
Kerbecks faithfully jumped into Damian’s hand, but my bewildered, tearing eyes were locked on Julian’s frail standing frame.
“You’re weak.” Damian spoke among the deathly silence of the stadium, against the faint whimpers of Julian’s cry: “Now you understand that? Admit it.”
“Admit it?”
“Please Julian… please don’t let him win…” I begged under my breath, with boiling tears streaming down my face as I gazed at this broken man on one side of the stadium, and his tormentor’s eyes watching him from across: “please…”
“Yes that’s right, say it lound and clear: you are weak!” Damian ordered sadistically
“I… I am…” Julian whimpered
Damian smiled: “I am… what?”
“Weak.” Julian sunk to his knees as Damian burst into a laugh of victory. But unlike the manic laughter we heard from Jack earlier, this one was an echo of something unfamiliar and cruel.
The crowd remained completely silent. No one, not even the presenters moved or said a word as Damian strolled back and dissapeared into the tunnel leading into the backstage. After Excalibur members were also escorted backstage by paramedics, I ran out into the hallway to get to their quarters, but the newspapers and reporters beat me to it. The entire hall all the way to the enterance was full of ambitious and aggressive reporters trying to get a good picture of what misery and defeat looks like. For them, this was the scoop of the entire year.
I ran out and got into the first taxi that came by. I needed to get to my hotel as soon as possible and wrap my head around what had just happened. I saw I had dozens of missed calls and texts from mine and Julian’s friends who had watched the live stream, but I just couldn’t bring myself to read them. Somehow, I found the way to my room and into my bed, where all of my emotions poured out, leaving a stream of mascara and tears on the crisp white pillowcase. An hour, or even more, passed all the same. Eventually, the emotions calmed down a little bit; I tried calling all the Excalibur members, even their manager and Julian’s parents, but nobody picked up the phone.
I got up to order some tea and medicine to my room, when an envelope I hadn’t noticed before appeared slipping in from under the door. I slowly picked it up, turning it around to see who it was from:
Hades Inc.
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It's that time again! Time to count up all the words and reflect upon the past year.
And, friends, let me just say I'm really super happy with this years numbers, probably the biggest numbers I've seen in a long time.
This year, I had a new years resolution to post at least 1 writing thing per month, no matter its finished state, thus putting out a lot of WIP Wednesdays this year.
But, along with doing all those WIP Wednesdays, I found I was finishing more writing things this year because of it and... it's kind of amazing to see the progress across this year.
For previous Writing Summaries: 2020 2021 2022
For this year's art summary, click here!
And, as always, my masterlist, to see all my fics in one place!
Now, without further ado, let's crunch some numbers!
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Posted Works to tumblr/ao3: 10
-The Traveling Adventures of Mister Fox and Miss Mouse [IkeSen AU, Mitsuhide x fem!Reader]: 986
-Happy Birthday, Vincent [Ikemen Vampire, Vincent x Abby (OC), NSFW]: 856
-Family Picnic [Ikemen Vampire, Vincent x Abby (OC)]: 1,021
-No Time [Ikemen Prince, Rio x Clara (OC)]: 1,110
-Bittersweet [Obey Me, Lucifer x Miri (OC)]: 1,975
-The Traveling Adventures of Mister Fox and Miss Mouse Part 2 [Ikemen Sengoku, Mitsuhide x fem!Reader]: 2,487
-Birthday Carrots [Ikemen Prince, Nokto x Clara (OC)]: 221
-Reaching Out [Ikemen Vampire, Vincent x Abby (OC)]: 2599
-Kitchen Talks [Obey Me, Solomon & Miri (OC)]: 1,050
-First Kicks [Ikemen Vampire, Vincent x Abby (OC)]: 1,649
Total Word Count on Published Fanfics: 13,954
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Published WIPs (That were written in 2023 or Updated in 2023): 19
-Starvation [IkeSeries OCs; Houki, Abby, Maddie, Clara, Ophelia]: 1,716
-Love [IkeSeries and Obey Me OCs]: 2,449
-Grey [Ikemen Vampire; Shakespeare, Vincent x Abby (OC)]: 391
-No Time [Ikemen Prince, Ikemen Vampire; Rio x Clara, Arthur x Thea (OC)]: 1,012
-Nurture [Ikemen Revolution; Harr x Maddie (OC)]: 588
-Nurture [Ikemen Sengoku, Ikemen Vampire; Houki (OC) x Mitsunari, Ophelia (OC), Theo and Arthur, background Vincent x Abby (OC)]: 2,020
-Father [Ikemen Sengoku, Ikemen Vampire, Ikemen Prince, Obey Me; Houki (OC), Thea (OC) x Arthur x Theo, Vincent x Abby (OC), Clara (OC) & Mr. Akatsuki, Miri (OC) and Lucifer]: 2,375
-Flowers [Ikemen Vampire, Ikemen Revolution, Ikemen Prince; Abby (OC) & Vlad, Maddie (OC) & Loki, Clara (OC) & Silvio]: 1,227
-Introduction [Ikemen Sengoku, Ikemen Vampire, Ikemen Prince; Nobunaga & Houki (OC), Vincent & Abby (OC), Nokto & Clara (OC)]: 1,137
-Are You Challenging Me? [Ikemen Sengoku, Ikemen Vampire, Obey Me; Nobunaga & Houki (OC), Arthur & Isaac & Abby (OC), Lucifer & Miri (with minor appearances of other obey me characters]: 855
-Askbox Trick or Treat [Obey Me; Lucifer]: 254
-Askbox Trick or Treat [Ikemen Sengoku; Mitsuhide]: 157
-Askbox Trick or Treat [Ikemen Sengoku; Masamune]: 373
-Perfect Strangers [Ikemen Vampire; Comte]: 839
-Abandoned [Ikemen Prince, Obey Me; Clara (OC) & Rio, Leviathan & Miri (OC)]: 1,358
-Nobububu 2.0 [Ikemen Sengoku; Nobunaga]: 636
-Diavolo and Miri Snippet [Obey Me; Diavolo x Miri (OC)]: 389
-Unfinished Fictober 2023 Houki and Mitsunari [Ikemen Sengoku; Mitsunari x Houki (OC)]: 216
-Sugar and Spice and…? [Ikemen Vampire; Comte x Leonardo x Preg!Reader, NSFW]: 1,127
Total Word Count on Published WIPs (That were written or updated in 2023): 19,119
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Unpublished WIPs (that were written in 2023): 1
-A Second Glance Part 5: 1,147
Total Word Count on Creative Works for 2023: 34,220
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Essays/Commentary/Asks/Etc: 21
-Ikemen Series Tier List: 225
-Fanfic Writer Asks (Lorei): 371
-Three Characters, One Number Ask (Lorei): 722
-Fic Writer Asks (Lorei): 679
-Fanfic Writer Asks (Emojis, Lorei): 295
-Fanfic Writer Asks (Emojis, Mo): 248
-Let's Get Real Fanfic Writers (Lorei): 396
-Let's Get Real Fanfic Writers Asks (Scummy): 520
-Who Do You Ship Me With (Mo): 82
-Why Do You Follow Me? (Lorei): 512
-Character Opinion (Lorei): 317
-Fanfic Writer Emoji Asks (Mo): 468
-4th Anniversary Questionaire Ikevamp Edition: 1252
-OC Number Asks (Anng): 728
-Send a 💌 and I'll tell you something I love about you (Lorei): 78
-Writer's Truth or Dare (Scummy): 226
-Different Universe, Same Universe 2023 Ask (Julie): 154
-Napo Birthday Asks 1: 160
-What Ideas get completed and posted? (Scummy): 199
-Getting a comment on my old fic: 214
-Uncommon Questions for Your OCs (Houki and Clara, original and my reblog): 799
Total Word Count on Essays, Commentary, Asks, etc: 8645
Total Word Count for 2023: 42,865
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Thanks for all the good times this year and I hope we can bring this kind of energy into the new year too!
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angelriverwrites · 1 year
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A Dragon's Lucky Charm Prequel
This is a prequel to my Sengoku Basara fic. It cover when Masamune and Yume first meet. Enjoy!
* = things in history that I decided to change for the sake of the fic but will be revealed later in the main story.
She was staying at a cute little village for the time being. She worked alongside the farmers to earn her stay. She hadn’t worked a hard day in her life but she was getting used to it. They gave her a small, one-room house, more of a hut, to stay in. And they didn’t ask any questions. For that, she was thankful.
That afternoon, she was working the fields alongside an older woman. This woman and her husband had made sure she was taken care of and settled when she first arrived and she taught her the basics of working in the field. It was so hard but she had to try. She would feel bad if she didn’t help the people of this village after all their kindness.
She stood up and wiped her hands on her yukata, then wiped the sweat away on her forehead. The other woman smiled at her. “We’re almost done, sweetie. You can go and relax until we’re done.”
“What? No, I’d feel bad,” Yume shook her head. “I just need a small break. I’ll be back to working in a-”
She stopped when she heard rumbling approaching. It sounded like a bunch of horses galloping. She looked at the woman, questioning her, but she smiled slightly and went back to work. Soon enough, a couple of horses carrying soldiers dressed in blue ran past the field. Soon after, a whole group of them followed. There was one man that particularly caught Yume’s attention. His black horse was decked out with these strange metal decorations and he rode with his arms crossed over his chest, not using his hands. At his hips were six swords, decorated to look like wings or fins. And on his head was a basic kabuto helmet but adorning the front of it was a large, golden, crescent moon. Granted, the rest of the men had a unique sense of style but his man was clearly the center of attention. As he passed the field he looked over and made quick eye contact with Yume. He smirked and Yume saw that he only had one eye, the other covered by what looked to be a tsuba of a katana. And, hate to sound cliche, but it seemed like time slowed down for Yume until he looked away and kept riding.
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flash-exchange · 6 months
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In a Flash vol.1
Masterlist of works created for In a Flash CC. Thank you for participating!
Status: completed
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October
Understaffed by @scorchieart (Magic Apprenticeship AU; Gen Fic; Comedy; Chevalier, Clavis, Jin, Leon, Licht, Nokto, Yves)
Viva & Esther by @lorei-writes (Masquerade; fanart; IkePri OCs)
Fae Clavis by @claviscollections (Fae AU; Romance; x Reader; Clavis)
Like the First Time by @venulus (Mythology AU - Vampire AU; Romance; x Reader; Clavis)
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November
Hatter!Clavis by @claviscollections (Mad(ness) Hats; fanart; Clavis)
C. L. Hatter & His Invitation by @lorei-writes (inspired by the above; comedy; x Reader; Clavis)
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December
Masamune fanart by @wordycheeseblob (In my... Clothes!? Challenge)
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