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.”
So, Nobunaga and Hideyoshi are going to act like my parents in every route that is not theirs (¬､¬)?? Hideyoshi acts like my brother/father even in his route smh…
Decided to continue the idea of drawing the Ikesen suitors as DnD classes, so here’s Fighter Nobunaga. Not to toot my own horn, but I like how this one turned out!
I want to write some Ikevamp headcanons, but I just dont know whether I can handle it what topic to choose. Guess, I’ll just continue to make these weird memes I’ve already made tons
Nobunaga would be that typical sexist rich asshole dude who calls women “females” You will be walking by and he’ll be like “AYO bitch go make me a sandwich”. He’s not a dumb jock though. He’s student body President and the administration loves him so nothing happens to him. He’s also on the debate team. He would absolutely dress like one of those daddy’s money frat boys. He, Mitsuhide, and Hideyoshi are the popular. Has a huge house so he hosts all the parties. (He will talk about it in front of you though and won’t invite you. Just ask Kennyo.). Doesn’t really trust Mitsuhide but stays friends with him because he’s entertaining and knows everything about everyone. The only other person who has their career planned out but it’s only because he can buy his way into a good school. Asks you out and gets mad when you say no. (Senior)
Hideyoshi reminds the teacher about homework 2 minutes before class is about to be dismissed. He is so whipped for nobunaga. He acts like the pick me girl who kisses up to the popular boys. He does Nobunaga’s schoolwork and he’s honored to be the scapegoat for nobunaga’s shit. He’s nobunaga’s dumb blonde sidekick. He will do whatever Nobunaga says but he’s very nice if you talk to him without Nobu and Mitsuhide around. Made out with Mitsuhide once when he was drunk. He doesn’t remember but Mitsu does. Used to get bullied in elementary school so now he’s just happy that he’s popular. (Junior)
Mitsuhide is the equivalent of Regina George. He judges you on your clothes and does that judgy up and down look and laughs and whispers to Nobunaga right in front of you. In class you had to get in groups for a project. After you tried to join Mitsuhide’s group and he looks at you and then looks at nobu and laughs and says “We already have a group”. He would then laugh at watching you walk around awkwardly trying to find a group. If you do somehow join Mitsuhide’s group they basically make you do all the work for them. Has amazing grades though and was pissed that he wasn’t Valedictorian. Secretly wants Nobunaga to get in trouble so he can take his spot as the most popular. Ends up having a huge falling out with Nobunaga at the end of the year when they’re about to graduate and Hideyoshi gets him suspended. (Junior)
Masamune is the chillest person there. He’s a skater and he’s super popular. People love him, he’s the nice popular guy. He’d give you a school tour. He would also offer you a ride home after school. He lets you sit with him at lunch since you’re new and have no friends and he’d introduce you to his friend group which is Ieyasu and Mitsunari. He brings food for everyone and shared with with the class. His grades are average but teachers love him. Masamune and ieyasu are those friends that constantly roast/bully each other but it’s cuz they’re so close. And masa gives ieyasu a ride home everyday cuz Ieyasu doesn’t have a car yet. But he hates the way masa drives like a maniac. He’s on the track team and has a school wide record for the fastest times. Always late to class but charms the teachers into not giving him a detention. Ditches class sometimes and Ieyasu scolds him when he finds out. (Junior)
Ieyasu is the mysterious guy that listens to music constantly, barely talks to people, and has amazing grades. He hates attention even though he is a part of one of the most popular friend groups. He hates everyone including himself, but will help you if you are in danger even if he doesn’t know you. He would scold you after tho. (Sasuke has a crush on him). He wants to go to Med school and is one of the few people who has their whole career planned out. Ends up getting a scholarship to an Ivy League and Masamune throws him a surprise party. (Unlike Nobunaga he actually worked for his scholarship.) Co-Valedictorian with Sasuke. (Junior)
Mitsunari partners up with you in class when everyone else already has a group and you’re awkwardly standing there hoping someone saves you after Mitsuhide humiliated you. He walks you to class and makes sure you know where you’re going. He also helps you with your homework. Used to get bullied by Ieyasu in elementary school but now they’re friends. (Ieyasu won’t admit it though). He tutors Masamume. He can get along with anyone and everyone absolutely loves him. Even Mitsuhide is nice to him. Got voted “Best Smile” in the yearbook. (Sophomore)
Shingen is the nice fuckboy that you catch feelings for only to have your heart broken. But he breaks your heart in the nicest way possible because he’s a good person. Women love him because he gets into debates about women rights, feminism etc… Shingen calls out Nobunaga for being sexist. In a group project Shingen would have a full group SO fast because he’s so popular but he would help you find a different group. Will fight Nobunaga’s group with no questions asked. Got voted Prom King, much to Nobunaga’s disappointment. Captain of the wrestling team. (Senior)
Kenshin is the “bully” that actually needs constant validation and support. He actually stands up for people who GET bullied. He talks big but he is so sweet once you get to know him. But don’t tell anyone that. He is super protective of his friends and will fight anyone, any day if they messed with his people. Somehow has amazing grades. He is also that guy in P.E. that cusses you out when you’re partnered up with him and can’t keep up. Has to take anger management therapy after he almost punched an administrator who tried to break up a fight. (Senior)
Sasuke is the guy that you get notes and homework answers from. He tells you about all the other guys when you first arrive at the school and tells you to stay away from “the plastics”. Has amazing grades and tutors people in his free time. President of the robotics club and Co-Valedictorian with Ieyasu. Always tries to partner up with Ieyasu on projects. Beat Mitsuhide in the Academic Decathlon his freshman year and everyone knows. He is on the Volleyball team. (He definitely has a crush on Ieyasu) (Junior)
Yukimuraroasts you every single day if you’re friends with him. He humbles you. And says your hair looks like a hedgehog. But he’ll fight anyone who is genuinely being rude to you. Sasuke has to hold him back. He has gotten suspended before with Kenshin for fighting Nobunaga. (Nothing happened to Nobunaga though). He’s on the soccer team and Shingen brings the whole Kasaguyama squad to every match to cheer him on. (Sophomore)
Yoshimoto is the prettiest one in the whole school. Everyone agrees he’s absolutely stunning. His clothes are always on point and he’s nice to everyone. President of the fashion club and captain of the dance team. Has amazing grades in arts related subjects but he’s average in math and science. (Sasuke tutors him). Is the type to ask the teacher if he can have extra people in his group if he sees that you can’t find one. Takes all his friends shopping and gives you the best presents. Compliments you every time he sees you and advocates for the school to provide everyone more time for self care. Graduated with honors and made cookies for his friends and everyone that tutored him at the end of the year. (Junior)
Motonari is the guy who sells drugs in the bathroom during passing period. You later find out he got expelled for setting the science building on fire when he snuck into the chemistry classroom in the middle of the night to cook up some crack. Mitsuhide is his best customer and he buys from Motonari behind Nobunaga’s back. Motonari also may or may not have stabbed someone with a pencil at some point, who knows. He’s always in detention for something and there are wild rumors about him that he never denies or confirms. (Senior)
Kennyo is the emo kid who’s been bullied by Nobunaga since middle school. He’s tried to go to the administrators multiple times with proof that should get Nobunaga suspended but it never happens. One time Nobunaga tripped him as he was walking and and he fell into a trash can. Mitsuhide took a video and it’s been circulating ever since. He ate lunch in the bathroom for a month after that. Shingen invites him over sometimes but he’s more of a loner and just wants to graduate and never see anyone again. (Senior)
Ranmaru used to be really good friends with Kennyo until he ditched him in high school for Nobunaga. He always hangs around Nobunaga’s group and they keep him around to do their errands but don’t really consider him part of the group. Worried that Mitsuhide will find out he used to be friends with Kennyo and expose him. Like Hideyoshi he just wants to be popular. He also gets along with mostly everyone. (Freshman)
THIS IS SO ACCURATE SHHUSBAJWK
The pure chaotic energy from this post is gold ✨ I especially loved reading Masamune’s, Kenshin’s, and Yoshimoto’s. I live for their wholesomeness
came across a post… along,longwhile ago about a god of death type reader and got super interested, since of all the cyikemen games, ikesen is the one most surrounded by death on a larger scale (cause, war and stuff), so i wrote this at… 2020? almost one year before, at 21th of july. i had more of it written, but i really didn’t like it cause it felt too “quirky wattpad reader” and plus me just copying from the original prlogue without adding anything, so… yeah. enjoy!
(also, very important that anyone who wants to do whatever with this idea, feel free, no need to ask me)
You didn’t like your existence
To call it “your life” would be simply wrong; you don’t breathe, you don’t eat, you don’t sleep. All you are is a walking, talking existence that has a job to do until you fade away. You didn’t even like your job.
To lead a soul from their death to the Land of the Dead was a grim job. You learnt their regrets, their anger, their sadness, all which you knew was personal. But you had to be there. You had to ensure that their soul is at peace, so when the time comes to cross to the afterlife, they don’t get reincarnated as a ghost, stuck forever with their past emotions.
Shinigami, was your kinds’ name. God of Death.
You were a part of the blanket term ‘yokai’, or as some would call in other names such as ‘ayakashi’. Those who fall under the category were spirits, demons, animal-like creatures, or, similar to you, gods. For as long as you’ve known, supernatural creatures didn’t mesh with humans well most of the time.
Fear of unknown from both parties led to anger, rashness, and cut communication and involvement altogether for perhaps half your life.
You’ve existed for long; you stopped remembering the exact number after 1.000 years. All you did now was remember the year you came to the world, and do the math. But that doesn’t matter much, does it? The only thing you concerned yourself with is when you’ll fade away.
However, for your own sake, you do take a break. Such a job is heavy for the heart, and a walk doesn’t help as much, but it’s a nice thing nonetheless.
Kyoto. You were just done leading a soul that got caught in a traffic accident. You never traveled outside of the country, but would it really matter if you did? You still appreciated everything as it were; there has to be some light in a life to look forward to.
This particular city was rich in human history, you knew that. Maybe it’d be a fun thing to do, even if you didn’t have much an interest in it.
“All your famous warlord knowledge, packed in a mag! Come get one now!” A boy’s shouts filled the nearby streets, attracting attention from the occasional passerby’s. Including you. A Quick Guide To Your Warlords, the magazine read on the cover. Sounds interesting, and you were bored, so you took one and stuffed it in your pocket.
With a blank mind, you were brought forth to a temple by your wandering legs. Honno-ji. A small, quiet, quaint place. The setting sky burned up above as the small cries of the crickets sounded all around.
You’ve heard some stories of the small memorial in front of you. One of the unifiers of Japan died here—betrayed, as you remembered. But you can’t draw an exact name.
While drowning in your thoughts, the approaching presence coming to you was acknowledged but not paid mind to further. Until you shift your eyes to the side as said figure was in your peripheral vision—a man dressed in a lab coat. The two of you said no words, only continuing to gaze at the stone in front of you.
You only started to react when the sky above you turned darker and darker—not by the setting sun, but by the awfully black and almost purple clouds gathering up above you. That’s unusual, you’ve never seen anything like that in your life.
The once bright and bold sky now rained down drops of water on your face. You didn’t even notice you shifted to your human form—and a look at your hands covered in specks of droplets confirmed that.
“What poor timing.” The man next to you said, causing your eyes to glance at him. He looked solemnly to the monument, then to you, “Are you alright? Do you have an umbrella?”
“No, unfortunately. I didn’t expect it to rain…” your eyes linger to above his head, where a set of numbers and a small text was visible to you only. The death profile, as the others call. A set of information that shinigamis can see in most creatures, usually entailing their names, time of death, and cause of it.
It’s a cursing bit of information; always reminding you of what you are.
Out of nowhere, a thunder ripped through the clouds and hit directly on the small monument—a loud crackle following along. Your arm flew up to protect the man next to you by reflex, as your body stood there in momentary shock. You’ve seen death by lightning, but that was unlikely to happen now.
You whipped your head towards the human next to you, who seems the slightest bit appalled, but stood his ground. A strange thing catches your attention…
His death date. It’s flickering—changing.
From a century where he was supposed to die…to the 15-16thcentury.
A date of death changing has been a rare thing that happens, however unlikely, but—it’s never jumped that far before! To the past, too?
Utter shock froze you in place as the numbers flicker back and forth, leading your attention away from everything else—him asking you if you were okay, and most importantly—
—the black ball that formed where the stone was.
“Watch ou—“ before you can warn the man, the image of him next to you twisted and distorted, slowly getting sucked in whatever it was.
And so were you.
Wait! He isn’t supposed to die yet—!
The world faded to black.
Ugh. . .my head…
Your vision fades in and out, clear then blurry, until you’re finally wide awake. The scenery around you changed drastically, what was first a small place in the city of Kyoto is now…a dark forest. You’ve seen this kind of environment before in your memories—you just don’t know how you got here.
The lab coat guy—!
You immediately stood up from the dirt beneath you, looking around and trying to sense his soul around you. Nothing. Pursing your lips in slight unease, you started making your way through the criminally underlighted woods.
You’ve roamed around in the forest before. Most of your time on this world, you didn’t settle in a house or anything, you preferred to just wander around like a lost ghost. You didn’t have a need for one—you don’t need shelter, not food, not clothes, nor drinks. You were a lost ghost.
The branches and rocks and whatever else you tripped on didn’t bother you. All you were focusing on is now just…walking. Without even a set destination. The only guidance you had was the occasional moonlight that peeked through the trees up above.
As minutes pass by, you start feeling a faint presence of human souls.
It’s distant, and not much from how weak it is, but I should go and see.
All other senses were rendered useless for now as you focused on the source of the souls, and slowly marched your way to it. It grew closer and closer, until you saw a faint light coming in the middle of the forest.
Two people, you now concluded. Your footsteps remained silent and your presence unknown as you creep near the light.
A fire was set in a small clearing, and you can now see the two people. A man with dark hair, dressed in monk’s clothes and a scar marking his face, with another feminime-looking boy, purple-haired in armor.
“Are you ready for this, Ranmaru?” The monk spoke in a low voice. “You’re about to kill the demon. Bring him down for good.”
Kill, huh. An assassination was about to commence.
“…Yes, Master Kennyo.” The boy—Ranmaru—spoke, wavering in unease but still tried to be certain.
‘Master Kennyo’ smiled; a bitter, unresting one, “Good. They’ve light the fire at Honno-ji, arrive there and kill him. I will follow shortly once the fire has spread,”
“…Understood.”
Clutching his sword until it shook in his hand, Ranmaru turned around and walked off from the clearing.
You overheard the conversation and calmly watched his figure fade away. It isn’t your place to intervene—not if this is fate, but even so—you’ll follow him. At least you can rest the soul of the victim.
In silent steps trailing him, you heard a last piece from Kennyo. “Finally, we’ll have our revenge…”
You took your time in following Ranmaru’s path. If whoever’s assassinated dies, it’s soul will still remain until they can go to the afterlife. Time stops for them as long as it takes to get their soul guided away from the living land. Is it immoral in a way? Perhaps.
Unless…you can stop them from getting killed. But often when you try to intervene, the death happens either way.
So what’s the point?
Nihilistic thoughts aside, you sensed more human souls coming your way; five, from what you can tell. But you paid no mind to that. Until it got nearer, and nearer, and nearer, and—
“Oof.” In your blank stated mind, you bumped into someone, causing them to huff in surprise. You yourself paused and looked—a brown haired man wearing red armor, “Hey, watch where you’re going—!”
His complaints died on his tongue as soon as he finally saw who he bumped into. His expression, from a slightly irritated frown, turned more into one of confusion, “Huh? Hey, what’s someone like you doing here in the woods? Nighttime, also? Such weird clothing, too…”
His spoken words made you raise an eyebrow, “Ignoring all that, I’m sorry for bumping into you. I just had some business is all.”
“In the dead of night? What are you, an…enchantress? Those stories of w-witches in the forest?” The man’s voice wavered more with each passing word. The quirk in your eyebrow deepens.
“I assure you, I’m not—“
“Yuki~! We leave you for a few seconds and you’ve already found yourself a partner?” A velvet and rich voice arose from behind the dark bushes and trees, all of them being pushed aside to reveal an auburn haired man, this one more built in his body.
The one you’ve been talking to—Yuki—blushed and shook his head vehemently, “Ugh, no! I’m not like you; we just bumped into each other is all. And I think it’s some kind of witch, too—”
The redhead man tutted at Yuki in a disapproving manner, “Now, now, Yuki. Have I not taught you how to talk properly in front of such a beauty all this time?” His attention turns to you, and in a second, his eyes lit in passion, “Forgive me for his prudeness, my goddess, dear Yuki needs a lot more lessons than I thought. However…if you want to be with a real man, I’m always up for service.”
“Will you stop flirting with everything you meet. It’s disgusting.”
Three more people emerge from the shadows, the small bits of moonlight pouring to their features. The one who spoke was a blond one, cladded in blue armor and with eyes that said he wanted to have nothing to do with any of this.
“But Kenshin, you can’t just turn away at such a beauty laid in front of your eyes.” The flirt replied to the cold comment with a smirk.
“Stop. Or I’ll kill you.”
The bickering of the two were left unnoticed as another man with dark blue hair stepped up, far closer than what you were expecting. His hand reaches and caresses lightly on your clothes, “I have never seen such a design or material like this before. How fascinating. Would you like to switch with one of my kimonos?”
“Yoshimoto, I’ve already claimed them! Don’t steal them right under my nose.” Flirt Man threw a light complaint, turning away from Kenshin for a moment.
“Art is to be appreciated by everyone, Shingen.” Yoshimoto simply responds, now tugging lightly at the sleeves of your shirt.
Okay, you’ll admit it. You’re slightly overwhelmed.
So far, you haven’t said anything, mainly because you don’t want to. It feels like anything you say won’t make the situation better anyway. But still…even in your long life, this is quite bizzare.
You observed each of them one by one. Then your eyes landed to the last one, the same brown haired man you saw earlier. Now, in…some sort of ninja attire. While you tilted your head in slight curiosity, you’re at least satisfied to see he was safe.
And his death date has changed, too…
Speaking of death, you’re finally reminded of following. . .who was it, Ranmaru? to an assassination.
Gently freeing yourself from Yoshimoto’s admiring touches to your clothes, you bowed slightly in front of them, “I appreciate meeting all of you, but I have to go.”
You don’t see Sasuke opening his mouth to say something, and neither do the others, as you walked off to the darkness.
You thought by losing your way from your unofficial guide, you wouldn’t find the destination. But luckily, even going in the same direction as he did led you to it. Honno-ji. This time, it’s in the midst of drowning in fire. You made your way through the front door and entered where the fire wouldn’t reach you—but it wouldn’t make a difference anyway.
And in the middle of the room not yet entirely covered in flames, was who you assume the victim, sleeping. The cause of death, “died in an assassination while the building was set on fire”, said as much. Dressed in black armor, you could tell he was important, somehow. Not everyone can casually wear one, despite the past few people you’ve met been donning it.
The text displayed above the man’s head displayed the same old. Nobunaga Oda.
On the other side, you see a silhouette approaching steadily, sword in hand. Ranmaru, you guessed. You double checked yourself to make sure you weren’t visible to the human’s eye, and you were just fine with watching another death as you have—
Until, for the second time today, the death date for Nobunaga Oda flickered.
You froze as what was 21st of July, 1582, blinked into a later date. Much later.
What. . .?! That was the second time today—what am I supposed to—
Your chest felt heavy, and your hands trembled in uncertainty of what you should do. Do you save him? Watch him die? Would he even die at this moment? Or would it be later? You’ve never been in this position—the answer was always clear. And now you’re terrified.
Your body swayed back and forth violently, as two sides fought in your head of what to do. But time was running out—he’d be assassinated if you didn’t take this chance. And he’d die. That’s the same as you killing him, you thought, and you’ve sworn to never do such a thing.
From your disarrayed thoughts, your legs moved on their own and walked to him. You’re saving him, then.
As others claimed, Nobunaga would always qualify to the perceptive kind, his gaze sharp and scrutinising. Many cowered before it during the days of his reign, a single sign of disloyalty being enough to seal their fate. Yet, as observant as he was, it appeared he was fairly oblivious as well; the passing decades fleeing his consciousness until his hands could not lift the sword again.
At first he was baffled. What happened to his strength? He could have sworn it was there just a day before yesterday. Somewhat confused, he took a better glance at himself, infinitely surprised to find few – and then a plethora – of grey hairs. His brows furrowed, and had it not been for the robust laughter coming from the corridor, he’d surely lose himself in thoughts. The door slid open. “Dad, mom’s been calling after you!” the young man, so very similar to Nobunaga, complained. “I was just about to come join you.” “You and mom both, your idea on what’s a moment… You always seem to be having plenty time these days,” he chuckled, brown eyes glimmering with mischief. “I’m winning in Go this time.”
Time? Had he ever had time? The evening passed as intended, all his children losing against him in various games – until it came to luck, it appeared, his very much beloved “Lucky Charm” claiming most of the victories. However, no defeat was sour enough not to be sweetened with his emergency konpeito, Nobunaga himself somehow not minding sharing it particularly much – especially not when the fingers of his granddaughter curled around his, the girl demanding to be allowed to sit in his lap.
Had he ever had time? Nobunaga could not tell. In his mind, everything happened at once, each moment being too fleeting to cherish it properly. He blinked – and there he was, his skin wrinkled and his joints hurting, his very own blood seated opposite of him, all alive, bickering and well. Mai ruffled the hair of one of the men. “Mom!” he protested. “Sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” she giggled, her lips curling into a sincere smile. Fireball remains unchanged, Nobunaga noted yet once again, his heart fluttering faintly at the realisation. He sipped onto his tea.
The evening ended eventually, as all things tend to do. Yet, despite every thing he hadn’t noticed before, there was one constant in his life he was sure of, one marvel that brought plethora of other ones into his existence – his hand would hold hers, for however many years they had left. And if they changed? He’d learn to love her again.
Ok so after reading Motonari’s route in English, I felt that I needed to revisit my opinion on his route after getting a better understanding on some text lines.
First let’s start with something I got wrong.
Initially, I felt confused as to why Motonari felt the need to capture MC in the beginning and later have her sold off the auction. Like why do the auction if your men already have possession of her? After restarting the route, I felt that they were only including this in order to really drive the point of “possession” and “ capture” ala KBTBB style. However, It was here that they clarified that Motonari was initially going to play the “savior” role to get MC and the Oda army to trust him. However, plan was ruined when he couldn’t stand MC babbling about how Nobunaga was great and he was going to bring peace to Japan.
So yes, I got this part wrong, but to be fair it was fairly obvious that he was Motonari when he showed in his regular outfit at the auction smiling. How did MC think it was not suspicious that he showed up as she was about to be sold in to slavery to “save” her?
Second, I need to give MC credit on how initially she had some sense of reason and was actually smart in being close to Motonari to discover his plans and possible thwart them. Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer right? Did she ever have a chance of being successful? No, but we already know from other MLs route that she can’t succeed in that era by herself. At least she initially tried to escape from his grasp when he was asleep or by calling out Keiji when she was trapped with Kicho.
Unfortunately, things take a nosedive from here. MC’s good sense had her convinced that Motonari was this poor child that was wronged by the world and just needed someone to believe and be loyal to him. Don’t get me wrong, his backstory was sad and definitely gives insight as to how he ended up as a misanthropic asshole. However, I believe that true love cannot come out of pity. MC really believed in both his endings that unconditionally loving him will cure him of his past traumas.
In addition, I can’t believe she managed to overlook his actions to find the guy attractive in the first place. I mean this guy made so many crude comments at her like asking her “if she wanted to ride his horse”, offering her as a plaything to Kicho (this part was so bad that I believe the writers had to backtrack in his POV to make it so that he didn’t really mean his comment), and constantly calling her his property and slave. I guess this MC is a masochistic cause she ended up liking all the condescending statements about her with minimalsigns that the guy actually liked her.
Speaking of his POV, I believe that knowing what he was thinking actually made his character even worse. We all know that LIs tend to have a wrong impression on who MC is in the beginning of their routes, but this guy straight up thought that she was a slut because so many people in the Nobunaga clan liked her. Every other thought expressed was him trying to get closer to his goal of having the world burn.
I could really rant about so many other things in his route, but I won’t because frankly I’m tired and I don’t want to delay this post anymore. If you follow me, you know that my opinion changed very little from my first impression. I think this was the first time that I hated having to read a LI’s route and I delayed so much in completing both endings. The only time I was happy was when I was rereading common route, and I could just tap at my screen to skip through everything.
I guess to end on a good note, we finally got his character over with and we only have Ranmaru, Kanetsugu, Kichou, and Yoshimoto routes left. (Yoshi just recently got announced yaaay!)
Background: Keiji volunteered MC to play the role of Murasaki, a noblewoman who composed what is now know as The Tale of Genji, a famous novel. They are doing this because Keiji was asked by his master to bring a lady to his party in Sakai. While they are there, Keiji plans to look for Kichou.
Keiji: “You are overwhelmingly lacking in the princess department.”
“In order to play the role of Murasaki, you are going to need some training.*”
“Murasaki was a brave and graceful noble lady. Meaning, everything that you are lacking.”
MC (frustrated): (He said it two times already!…)
MC: “In that case, you didn’t have to volunteer me for the role so forcibly.”
Keiji: “Umm”
MC: (Hm?)
Keiji seemed stunned by my response.
Keiji: “Was I too forceful?”
MC: “Yes, even more so than usual.”
(……Maybe he didn’t realized it at the time?)
“In any case, thank you for inviting me anyway. I do enjoy being taught by you.”
Keiji: “Is that so?”
(Umm why is Keiji…looking so shy?)
(I don’t know why he is looking like this, but it looks like I was able to tease him back after getting played by him all this time)
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* They did some training after this where he shows he how to use a fan to cover her face and also how to act more refined in her actions.
Disclaimer: I may have paraphrased some lines since I didn’t screenshot all of the conversation. As always, I am not fluent so I may not have the best translation.
In another note, I’m back! I took a longer break than I was planning to but oh well. I don’t even know when Keiji’s route was released to be honest, but I am kind of enjoying it atm.
a/n- now most people will assume when “magical girls” are mentioned, it’s mostly hmm sailor moon, card captor sakura or magica madoka types…ehhh these hcs are based more on the “pretty cure / precure” category of magical girls. I’m pretty sure some of you may have heard the name of this franchise before. thought i should make this clear before anyone gets confused with the weird hair colour references from early 2000-2010s precure xDD.
warnings- none however beware that this is not proof read
note- when friends are mentioned, it means the oda clan characters
Nobunaga- the blue haired leader
He’d be the unnamed leader of the team
You know, those blue haired ones ? They’re mostly doing the actual team leading of the magical girls group
His suggestions are always taken into consideration until… Well his teammates are face to face with the evil villains-
He still tries though….in vain
Oh and he is in fact the president of his school’s student council
Masamune- the red haired sporty one
The sportiest of ‘em all!
You’d assume he’s the guy who just absolutely adores baseball or soccer (football)
Nope, very wrong!
This dude here takes his kendou seriously, is part of the club even and practices every afternoon
Extremely loyal to his friends and hates seeing his teammates being hurt
Butts his heads with Nobunaga plenty times but they’re still amazing friends~
He is also childhood friends with our Mai and is her neighbour!
Hideyoshi- the mature and motherly purple haired
Side leader of the team who…Well no one listens to xD RIP
Give the poor guy a raise! He deserves it. And no, his teammates better not call him the paranoid overbearing mother or he will sulk in the corner :( (Mai will always make him feel better though)
It goes something like this:
“Guys, I’m pretty sure the map says to go follow the straight road”
“Oh please Hideyoshi, who actually follows instructions?”
After some time you’ll see the whole bunch with their asses on fire and trying to get the human sized venus fly trap from feeding on them
Vice president of the council (come on, it was obvious)
Mistunari- green haired introverted smartie
Soft spoken teammate, gets talked over at times by others
Please don’t do that, it hurts his feelings very much
His friends are ready to beat up anyone who does that though (mostly Masamune and Hideyoshi)
Spends majority of the time cooped up in the library studying for tests or reading random novels
He drops fun facts throughout the day like how teachers break their chalk
Will have the “right fun fact” that will be needed later in the day to defeat a cockroach shaped villain who’s destroying the city and save the day
Whoop whoop
Mitsuhide- the pastel hair coloured villain turned into a magical girl
Could also be the prince or soldier of his beloved fallen fantasy other dimensional world and working to save the the current world he’s staying at
People find him super shady…Which is understandable
Especially if he was an ex-villain
Hideyoshi was initially super wary of him until Mitsunari started hanging out with him
The perfect match with Mitsunari, they are somehow besties
Don’t ask why, I make the rules here
Ieyasu- the other cranky blue haired teammate
He’s salty all the time
But is worried about his teammates’ health all the time, even more than Hideyoshi at times but will never tell
Will be arguing with the Mai most of the time, you know how that saying goes
“Those who fight a lot are close friends indeed”
It’s something like that between them
Does his magical girl duties perfectly, and when he gets hurt? Will hide it until Mai comes over to do first aid…
He will accept begrudgingly
//Bonus//
Mai- the pink haired main character and leader
The MVP and the TRUE leader of the team, never let go of her hand
But also the darling of the team, dontchu dare hurt her AT ALL or else you’ll be seeing very angry magical bros after you with their sparkly outfits and weapons
And beware to anyone gossiping or talking smack about her friends <.< or SHE’LL be after your asses.
Angry Mai is…scarier than an angry Hideyoshi
Everyone knows her, adores her and looks up to her
Is kinda that person who’s super famous but they don’t even realise it xD
Also a sweetheart, always feels like the villains must be given a second chance to follow the right path
Annnnd nobody can top her when it comes to emotional support and caring for her dear friends & teammates
Is too sweet and helpful so she sometimes unknowingly becomes a doormat ;-; to which her friends have to remind THAT NO GURL, remember your worth please
I’m so EXCITED for the new followers and so GRATEFUL for all of the likescomments and shares fromEVERYONE! I appreciate it so much and I get so excited when my notifications pop up for this blog.
I’m planning to feature three characters (One from each fandom) to say THANK YOU!!! Your support means so much to me!!
The featured characters will be:
Sebastian from Ikemen Vampire
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Nobunaga from Ikemen Sengoku
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Simeon from Obey Me
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I feel like I have been growing a lot the last few months as a writer and so I’m grateful for your patience as I work on new content. I will post links below the cut so when I update them you will have access to them.
Thank you for all of your support and for enjoying these characters and fandoms with me!
Here are links to my masterlists if you would like to read more stories:
I’ve been wanting to draw this ever since I got the ask about the Shokudaikiri sword story event in Ikesen.
I just find it 1000x better in stories if a timetraveller goes to the past and finds that the legend they were trying to prove is either false, or has not happened yet when they meet the historical figure in question.
Also, the story that Masa got set on a Scooby Doo chase around town by Hideyoshi is funnier than the “candlestick got cut while killing someone” story. Though, in history Hideyoshi just called Masa a thief and sent vassals to chase him as a prank. Hideyoshihimself had been the one who gave Masa the sword.
Shigezane wrote this, so unless the document is fake or he wasn’t present to witness it himself, then it should be actually legitimately true fact.
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