#ikemen sengoku mitsunari
Premise: A glimpse into warlords’ thoughts as they watch MC doing something. Ordinary daily life. A moment of peace, perhaps.
Nobunaga:
- The further away he is, the more he craves to just see her and talk, to touch her hands. His line of work being rather brutal in that regard, he makes sure to always watch her carefully, as to engrave her image in his mind. He believes it helps him prevail through weeks of separation they endure at times.
- He especially loves her eyes, curious sparkles playing over her irises whenever a topic picks her interest. However, there’s also another thing he enjoys - observing feelings shift over her face, the mystery of them continuing to fascinate him despite having been revealed.
- “To think there was a time I considered you a mere toy, Fireball… I was gravely mistaken. You’re far beyond anything I could have ever dreamt of.”
Mitsuhide:
- He generally doesn’t allow himself the luxury of observing her from up close. At times she may be even unaware of his presence, his shadow being banished by the light the moment she’d pass by it.
- Usually, he steals glances at her while passing her in the corridor. However, sometimes he stays in a place for a moment longer, her silhouette flickering in the gardens or further down the hallway. It reminds him to cherish each moment she chooses to spend with him, each second being unique and precious, simply unrepeatable.
- “Flee, little mouse, flee. You have chosen so poorly… Yet I cannot seem to stop myself from accepting it with joy.”
Hideyoshi:
- His lover being a truly busy person, he adores watching her rest, tension slowly seeping out of her body as she sits in the shade provided by the old chestnut tree growing in the garden.
- Whenever wind blows past her, lifting up strands of her hair, he finds himself wishing he could sit besides her and braid it - although then, he would be unable to see the stray rays of light flickering over her cheeks, the scene being equally treasured by him. He wishes she could enjoy summer this way every day of the year.
- “If it means being able to live even a single day more with you, I’m never, never giving up on this life of mine.”
Mitsunari:
- He loves watching her study, heaps of books and stashes of paper littering her desk, the brush in her hand gliding swiftly over the pages, her brows knitting together as she tries to focus.
- He usually searches for stray little droplets of inks marking her skin, the spots appearing in various density over her arms and face alike. She’s always too preoccupied with her task to notice, barely making note of his presence as well - and he cannot stop the gentle smile tugging at the corners of his lips, her determination warming up his heart.
- “You’ve taught me so many things and yet you never cease to learn yourself. You’re truly admirable.”
Ieyasu:
- He oftentimes find himself watching her as she plays in the garden with Wasabi, the doe having warmed up to his lover completely. At times he wonders whether his little friend hasn’t found a better companion than him.
- His attention is usually drawn towards her arms, her hands extending treats towards the pet and smothering it with gentle and patient affection. He loves seeing her take care of others - and he is well aware that those shoulders helped to carry wounded soldiers and then, bore a much greater burden of seeing them pass away when all efforts inevitably failed.
- “You always seem to hold an open heart to the world, even despite being hurt by it numerous times…It seems I still have plenty left to learn from you.”
Masamune:
- It appears gazing at her while she works on her project has become a sort of routine for him, the action occuring without him even realising. He oftentimes wishes he could admire both her work and her at the same time, his mind failing him at the task. Each time, he chooses her over the handiwork, her handiwork seeming nearly eternal in comparison to the passing seconds.
- He focuses mostly on her face, taking note of every twitch of her brows and every minor change to her eyes. He also takes notice of her hands, the needle always almost grazing the pads of her fingers, deftly guided through layers of fabric. He admires her craft, well aware of the fact that she makes it look plenty more effortless than it actually is.
- “Kitten… How can you always have such a determined look on your face? Could you be any more adorable?”
Kenshin:
- He loves seeing her fence, each training bringing more faith into him that in fact the fate would not repeat itself - until the anxiety disappeared completely. At times, he feels his hand twitch to try himself in a sparring against her.
- He takes note of her stance, of all the openings in it, thinking up ways of possibly exploiting them… Yet he never ceases to be amazed with how she always seems to catch onto his thoughts and grow stronger, dexterously avoiding the strikes of her sparring partners and returning the blows.
- “I thought I had to protect you, that I had to cage you to keep you safe… Yet the moment I let you free, you soared so high I could not believe my own eyes. You dare me to believe in a better tomorrow.”
Shingen:
- It wouldn’t be far from truth to say he always makes sure to see her, not allowing her to become part of the visual noise or a crowd. However, it wouldn’t be a lie either if one were to say that he still has glanced towards her plenty, at any time of the day and night.
- Some nights, he just lets her tell him stories of the future - and even though he has visited the period, he can never grow tired of her voice. His head resting in her lap, he turns onto his back as to gaze at her. Through half-lidded eyes, he watches her lips move, tracing each word with his sight as to remember it better.
- “If you were not an angel… Then how come you have saved me? Was this miracle not a sign of your mercy?”
Yukimura:
- There are plenty things he finds adorable in her, one of them being how eager she is to bicker with him. As such, he strives to never miss an opportunity for this match of sorts, the nickname he has granted her having grown pleasantly warm in the way he pronounces it.
- He adores all sparks of mischief present in her form - her eyes catching onto a clue, how her lips curl up into a grin and how she clicks her tongue in anticipation of another remark; her hands resting over her hips, her head shaking from side to side in feigned disappointment or disbelief; and finally, how she opens her lips, just a second before she speaks again, causing him to fall for her all over again.
- “If you’re a dummy, then I am your fool - since it can’t be smart of me to be in love so much. It just can’t.”
Sasuke:
- At first, he felt somewhat shy about stealing glances at her, each being padded with an unnerving thought of whether she wouldn’t consider it a strange thing to do… Or any stranger at least, as he presumed she may already think so of him.
- As odd as it may be, he realised he loves watching her and learning of her perspective on things, her entire being constituting a sort of prism, a lens through which he could perceive the world anew. He loves her delight, her admiration, excitement, the joy of discovering, learning, gaining the understanding and connecting the facts - even if to him, some of her findings would be the most trivial of things.
- “I did not understand for the longest time. I could not comprehend and my tests were futile… You broadened my perspective far beyond what I could have ever hoped to achieve on my own.”
Kennyo:
- He never hides his gazes. At times, he becomes rather flustered, her words bringing him out of his thoughts and causing him to realise the promise of future she engrained in his mind might have become a rather crucial part of his being.
- Whenever they work together, he makes sure to stay focused, switching tasks being his moment of break - then, he allows himself a second to watch her, in whatever state she may be in, whatever emotion she may experience. He wants to remember all those precious moments: her standing on her tiptoes to reach the high cabinets, how she smiles happily whenever she smells something pleasant, the tiny wrinkles around her eyes…
- “You saw through the demon’s mask I put on, even though even I forgot it was not truly my face.”
*just general fanfiction, nothing in particular. This is written for crack purposes, not to critique anybody or address any greater issues.
Nobunaga:
- “What did I do to Hideyoshi…?!”
- Refuses to accept the fact that he really talks like so.
- Does not recall Kichou being his wife. He saw the fanart. He continues on to question it.
Mitsuhide:
- Snickers at every mention of shibari. Will absolutely tease MC about it.
- Blushed upon seeing “Hideyoshi Toyotomi/Mitsuhide Akechi” tag. Hid it instantly. Will torment Hideyoshi with it.
- Has great fun collecting information to tease the other warlords. Makes sure to console MC afterwards and to remind her he wants only her.
Hideyoshi:
- Died several times while reading it. // “Lord Nobunaga did what to me…?!”
- Initially considered angst with Nobunaga to be death threats.
- Enjoyed some family fics with himself, although he may not admit it.
Mitsunari:
- Was not allowed to read explicit & mature works. Read them regardless. Might have even taken notes. May have some questions and concerns.
- Does not understand why somebody would write about him.
- Found out that he enjoys fluff a lot.
Masamune:
- Outwardly: laughed it off. Inwardly: read through it all. Those eyebags didn’t come from nowhere. Curiosity killed the cat.
- He is distraught to learn that we all do know about his alcohol tolerance and how he behaves once drunk.
- Secretly enjoyed hurt/comfort the most. Will not let anybody know that.
Ieyasu:
- Is grumpy about it. Checks it out after being teased by both Masamune and Mitsuhide.
- Saw himself being a pair with Mitsunari. Stopped reading then.
- Found reader inserts rather nice to read. Mostly interested in gen fics.
Kenshin:
- Angst lover. His second preference is hurt/comfort.
- Does not comprehend why he’s called bunshin, husbun or bun-bun.
- Started testing his bunny-bending powers and taking his role as the sole bunny bender seriously.
Shingen:
- Went on to moon gaze.
- Tried to memorise as many pick-up lines as possible. Considered writing them down.
- Became a fan of domestic fluff.
Yukimura:
- Sasuke forced him to read it.
- Did not want to read it. Did not enjoy it. It felt weird.
- Sasuke opened Shingen tag for him. Yuki ran.
Sasuke:
- He already knew of its existence and read every single possible fanficiton regarding the warlords.
- Has his own Ao3 account.
- Remembered to erase his history before Kenshin stumbled into it by accident.
Kennyo:
- Peacefully enjoys silence in his forest and refuses to let anybody near himself until the entire thing is over.
- Was shown some fluffy fanart. It made him blush.
- Will wave his staff at you if you expose him to Kennyo tag. He prefers blissful ignorance in that regard.
These are so on point Lorei it’s amazing
