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SLBP: Lords' ideal types

Introduction: In Otome, we can obviously dive into the life of a specific MC and while she often differs slightly depending on which love interest we're following, she remains the same character with the same background and overall personality. Most developers make an effort to make her as neutral as possible as to enable self-insertion for the largest group of readers, but needlessly to say, that's an aim that can hardly be attained.

In SLBP, we have cook MC with the "wilder" alternation of ninja MC in the Song of Shadow version. As the Otome universe predicts, each and every character will fall for her: It doesn't matter, if the love interest is bloodthirsty, stoic, funny, naive; she's got them all wrapped around her finger.

Doubtlessly, however, those characters, too, would in fact differ in what they find attractive and seek for in a partner.

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Nobunaga:

A well-informed person. Nobunaga's ideal type is someone who has a general overview on a variety of topics and basically knows what's going on in the world. He doesn't even mind if they have sly tendencies. To him, it's important that he can rely on them during tougher times in his life instead of being a cute extra on the side.

Mitsuhide:

Someone who is similar to himself. People can rarely relate to Mitsuhide's choices, interests or hobbies. Due to his exemplary attitude and embrace of virtues, he even took on the image of being a boring person. Someone who relates to him in regard to not only hobbies, but also moral standards would attract him the most.

Yukimura:

A carefree but caring soul. It is most likely that Yukimura falls for a person whom he can share inconsequential moments with, much fun, much love, little drama. This is not to say that there will be no drama in Yukimura's relationships, but it is the softness within a person that makes him potentially fall in love with them.

Saizo:

A light-hearted person. This man doesn't know how healthy human relationships work, so he seeks whatever is easiest for him to deal with. If he can have fun at their expense, that's definitely a plus point. Regardless of if it's actually good for him or not, he's not a fan of being challenged or forced to face certain issues. Saizo prefers a partner who offers him stability in a life of turmoil over someone who acts as a pit stop for further development.

Masamune:

Attentive, patient and serene. Earning Masamune's trust is comparable to approaching a cat - charging right in doesn't work. Rather, it's a better idea to wait, retreat when necessary and retry. Someone who can properly interpret his reactions and doesn't give up on him while still offering him his space would definitely be rewarded with endless loyalty.

Kojuro:

Combining ostensible oppositions. There is little more attractive to Kojuro than someone whose personality is solidified enough for them to determine appropriately when to be mature or silly, when to be compassionate or strict, etc. Ideally, they are dominant, headstrong without neglecting being a teamplayer, when the time calls for it.

Shingen:

A free spirit. Someone who does whatever they want, says whatever they want whenever they want not only attracts Shingen's attention, but also gets him going. He likes people that don't care for others' opinions or restrictions of other kinds, but this doesn't mean that this type of personality wouldn't clash with Shingen in a committed relationship, as he can be very possessive.

Kenshin:

Someone who is appreciative and perhaps a bit unconventional. Kenshin chooses to see beauty in everything and feels attracted to people who manage to do the same. He prefers optimistic and bubbly personalities that have a positive profundity. Besides, he's quirky and enjoys little peculiarities in people who surround him.

Hideyoshi:

Nurturing and compassionate at heart. It's not the behavior or attitude that matters to him, but the motivation underlying the respective actions. Hideyoshi would see a potential partner in someone, if they care for people, regardless of how they show it. Their values have to, however, be genuine instead of being based on ulterior motives and Hideyoshi will see through them.

Toshiie:

The sultry kind. Toshiie feels attracted to whatever is considered conventionally "sexy". His ideal type is someone who is sure of themselves and knows exactly what they want. In that case, they can also afford to be a bit more on the dominant or even arrogant side. However, Toshiie doesn't negotiate when it comes to mentalities that stray too much from his own.

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Reminder: "Ideal Type" does not equal what type is actually good for someone, nor does it exclude other types from being someone's potential soul mate. I can totally see Toshiie ending up falling head over heals for a "tomboy" or "wallflower" or Saizo's ideal type impeding his character development etc. etc.

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sundae-mochi · 5 years ago

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Sometimes you just gotta 😤

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sundae-mochi · 5 years ago

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AKA a tutorial on color theory and skin tone that you shouldn’t have had to hear from a pasty white guy.

I’m not here to talk about what brought me to do this tutorial. I’m just giving my thoughts on color theory, basically, because most of these examples, WHILE TOTALLY VALID, use other pictures as reference points to pick out color. That’s not even necessary all the time, so I’m showing how I choose skin color from the wheel itself.

We’ll be using this sneak preview of Mammon from Obey Me! with piercings, which will be appearing on my Patreon soon. I am literally willing to give you guys exclusive preview content to make this point.

For simplicity’s sake, I went ahead and gave Mammon a base coloring just to give us an area to paint in. Look at that sad, gray skin. He’s so sad. Why would you do this?

I’ll start with what I think the biggest problem is. Here’s a selection of skin tones I use for white or asian-coded characters. Some of these are color-picks from Belphie and Beel, as they’re in my palette currently, along with the tones I use for Matteo. We can see that those colors tend to be clustered towards the white corner and the top of the color scale.

I theorize that when people want to make a skin tone darker, what they’re doing is either using black and gray as their shaders, or simply dragging the color selection down towards the bottom, the black side of the color picker. But that side is also where colors are their least saturated.

Skin tone is determined by melanin concentration. Melanin isn’t a different color for different people - it’s simply more concentrated in some tones than in others. So when we’re choosing a darker skin tone, what we have to do is move down into more concentrated and saturated colors.

Here I’ve selected a few shades of “pale” skin and concentrated them to show a variety of shades and colors that can appear in normal skin tone. You may want to compare shades with the ethnicity you’re portraying before you select your midtone for that character.

The purple tones I’ve selected at the bottom are uncommon, but can often appear in the skin tones of people with extremely dark coloration, which can sometimes suggest an almost violet hue. I think that’s awesome and I implore people to explore reference pictures and models of all backgrounds to literally broaden your spectrum.

As an aside, I personally don’t even like the tones that are often used in official art of Mammon because he does still appear de-saturated in some, so I knew from the start I was going to be selecting my own color.

First point to consider: Never choose your highlight or lightest color as the base for your midtone!

What we want to do is play around with the base color for our model, and then select our highlight and lowlight tones from there. Once you’ve selected your midtone, it’s okay to slide a little vertically to get your highs and lows, but make sure you don’t lose the concentration of your pigment or you’ll end up shading your model with an entirely different color.

Below I played around with gold and copper tones for Mammon to determine the best complement to the color of his hair, eyes, and piercings. As he’s a fallen angel and technically has no ethnicity, I had the freedom to do that, but I’ve been trying to lean more towards latinx/hispanic for his overall aesthetic. (I am relying HEAVILY on other tutorials and friends who know better than me to get THAT part right. Once again, this is only about color theory.)

As a side note, #2 is probably the closest to Mammon’s canon coloration among these.

I personally use linear/color burn and color/glow dodge with concentrated colors to achieve my high and low tones. I used mainly a marigold color for this round, but I usually only end up saving the midtone color and using my background to determine the color cast of my highs and lows, so the highlights and shadows might look totally different if Mammon were standing in, say, a dark blue room with a pale light source… but that would not change his base hue.

Here’s the color palette I ended up getting after toying around a bunch. Just from a color perspective, I think this makes his hair and the gold jewelry pop a bit more while also making sure that they don’t drown out his color.

I hope this tutorial was useful, and if my BIPOC followers and friends have issue with anything I’ve said above, please feel free to correct me and add to this post as you see fit! Once again, this is only from the perspective of someone using color theory to determine these factors, and I am not an ethnic or racial minority in any way, shape or form. My opinions and views on this matter are probably flawed and subject to guidance. I suggested doing this tutorial as a passing thing and someone said that I should, so I did.

Look out for the upcoming “Demon Boys with Piercings” post available publicly on my Patreon for patrons AND non-patrons!

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sundae-mochi · 5 years ago

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Love these two relationship.. what an unique bromance 😂😂

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sundae-mochi · 5 years ago

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Hi your writing is amazing!! Do you think you could do Masamune with a virgin mc?

Bathed in moonlight

Pairing: Date Masamune x Reader

Rating: Mature (+18)

Word count: 2,649 words

Warning/s: Smut, Sex, Vaginal Sex, Loss of Virginity, First Time, Bathtub sex, all the filth, please do not read if you are not over 18.

Notes: Again I’m so, so sorry it took me way too long to write this. I’ve been through a severe depression, but I’m happy I was able to get myself to write this little by little.

You looked like a moon goddess with the outline of your silhouette bathed in the moonlight coming from the balcony

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

He had returned to the room after a busy day with his vassals, normally things were not as eventful but this evening had almost drained all of his energy.

When he asked one of your friends in the castle about you, she told him you had been busy with the other seamstresses on the making for clothes for the winter, and with that he expected you to come back to the room ready to sleep in his arms.

He undressed, wanting nothing more but to take a bath and wait for you in bed later, or better, go outside looking for you like a lost kitty and drag you back with the promise of a good dose of kisses.

Not even a few minutes later, when he was relaxing in the tub full of warm water, you slid the door open and closed it behind you.

“Oops! Should I come later?” You asked with your cheeks tinted with a cute pink shadow.

“Kitten!” Maybe he was too excited about seeing you, but to be fair, you were too after a busy day working on new kimonos.

You smiled at your lover, working your braids out of your hair and taking off the outer layers of your kimono to change into your sleeping robes while trying to not ogle at your naked man in the tub, seeing he was enjoying himself.

Or so you thought until he beckoned you close with his finger and a dangerous glint in his eye,

With a giggle, you approached and sat at the edge of the tub, caressing his face before leaning in to kiss him softly, and he kissed you back with twice of passion. He leaned forward, taking over with control, wrapping an arm around your waist.

You yelled in alert when he lifted you off your place with a single arm and dragging you with him inside the tub until you were sitting on his lap leaving you soaked as you unwillingly joined him.

You smacked him playfully when he laughed, splashing water on his face until everything became a game between you two. Luckily, the water had not spilled out of the tub.

“Welcome, kitten.” He laughed, gently holding you against your body when you smacked him one last time.

“You are such a child.” Looking up at him into his eye made you feel warm inside by just noticing the love he looked at you with.

It didn’t make you nervous to be with him naked at this point of your relationship, and if you thought about it, bathing with him actually sounded nice after the day you had. So you didn’t have any problem with taking your clothes off.

Your clothes came off without a problem until you were bare naked and you could rest against Masamune’s chest, sighing in content. The mere feel of his arms around you holding you, and the warm water relaxing the tension off your body made you feel full and happy.

Those small moments of calm were rare, yet welcome, due to Masamune’s wild nature and need to act like a hurricane. Time stopping like this, was like a small gift you wished you could burn into your memory.

A small yelp left your lips when you felt your lover’s hand running down your back to squeeze your bottom in a playful, yet indecorous way.

You looked up at Masamune, eyes wide and cheeks flaring up when you saw the devilish smirk curving his lips.

It was the same smirk he wore every time you were about to kiss until your lungs were burning for air. It was also the same smirk he gave you every time you groped each other seeking lust that would eventually die down and you would continue with more soft and innocent touches. And he would still shower you non-stop with affection.

And yet, this time you didn’t want to stop the pulsing lust in the air. This time felt right.

With a gentle hand, you touched his cheek, leaning in to press your lips against his. It was a gentle kiss, with your warmth and his, bare skin against bare skin.

“Masamune…” You sighed his name out between kisses he gave you, one after the other, more passionate than the previous ones.

And still, he stopped, pressing your foreheads together in such a loving manner it made your heart melt. But you gave a quiet protest, clinging to him and looking into his eyes.

“I want you. All of you.” Your quiet begs ignited a fire inside him, making a dangerous sparkle show in the blue of his eye.

He hummed, impressed, and grinning, “Right now? Right here?” Masamune emphasized his question by squeezing the supple skin of your bottom once more.

With another kiss the flame started to burn bright.

That repressed desire for each other was there, close enough to be reached with ease.

You kissed Masamune with both passion and love, wanting nothing but to be his forever, to walk around with his love imprinted on your skin and deep into your soul. To never forget how his touch burns your body until you melt into a puddle of lust.

“Yes, please.” You begged, barely parting from his lips, letting your hands wander over the expanse of his broad chest and let out a gasp of pleasure as he did the same thing, letting his hands explore your body.

“I didn’t expect you to be so adventurous, kitten.” He grinned, nuzzling his nose against the crook of your neck and nibbling at your skin with his teeth, leaving small marks on his wake with every kiss, lick, and love bite he delivered.

Threading your fingers through his hair, you chuckled, “I guess you are rubbing off on me.”

You moved to straddle his lap, giggling between playful kisses when you tried to warn him that the water would spill out of the tub and ruin the floor. Yet, he didn’t seem to care, holding you close to his body.

He held your hips, sliding his hands upward to cup your breasts from underneath while his mouth teased at the sensitive skin of your neck, leaving a trail of marks wherever his lips touched. Masamune mouthed at your skin, going down and kissing your clavicles and reaching for your sensitive breasts, which he gave them a gentle squeeze, making you yelp in surprise.

“Please, be gentle.”

“I can’t help it when you are looking at me like that.” Even if he wore a teasing grin he continued to touch you with a more delicate approach, delivering butterfly kisses down your body as much as he could allow himself in the restricted space you were currently in.

Helpless gasps and soft cries of his name left your lips when his mouth closed over your nipple, sucking softly while with his hand he stroked the other into pebbled hardness, sending you down in a spiral of pleasure and sparking a fire within you that couldn’t be controlled if you were to stop this.

Masamune drew you more firmly against his hard body, so tight and so close that you could feel the growing evidence of his arousal resting against your belly. A small moan escaped your lips when he slowly ground his hips against you as if he wasn’t controlling himself as he was solely focused on seeking your pleasure by mapping your body out with his hot tongue.

You really wished that his expert tongue touched and licked other places, wanting nothing more but to feel more of his wonderful mouth exploring other places.

You moved your hips against him, seeking that delicious friction against your core that you so desired just to quench your thirst, but it wouldn't be enough. You wanted it all, all of him and you wanted him to have you and possess you until you were a puddle of molten pleasure.

Masamune was merciless too, holding your hips to push you against him so you could feel the hardness of his shaft between your legs.

"Kitten..." he groaned, looking into your eyes with lust and desire clear into the deep blue of his iris.

"Take me", you begged against his lips and gasping when he bit your lower lip when he took your lips for the millionth time.

Even if he held you desperately against his body, you could still feel the tenderness and the care in his touch.

When he pulled away Masamune let out a chuckle, hearing your whine of protest at the distance. "Hey," he smiled sweetly at you, cupping your chin with his fingers, "Are you sure you want us to go further than this?"

Warmth filled your chest at his concern for you, so you managed to smile at him, trying to encompass your feelings for him in your answer, but doing so would be beyond impossible, "Yes. I want you to touch me, Masamune Date. I want to be completely yours."

"You know, I could wait 500 years more if you ask me to."

"I guess we've already waited that long." With a smile, you placed a chaste, loving kiss to his forehead.

Masamune returned to his sexy, playful self, holding you tight against his body to remind you of his need pulsating against your wet core.

His fingers teased you, parting your folds and giving you a soft caress that sent chills down your spine.

"You can't even imagine the things I want to do with you, kitten," His voice lowered to a deep groan that intensified your senses, making goosebumps appear along your skin in expectation of what he really wanted to do.

A cry of pleasure left your lips suddenly when his fingers found your sensitive clit, yet, be to your disappointment or surprise he didn't linger there much more time.

Taking matters into your own hands, literally, you reached down between his legs, taking a hold of his shaft and letting out a giggle at the surprised look on his face combined with the flush on his cheeks.

‘Not so cocky now, huh, tiger?’ you wanted to say but you were not in a position to be teasing him, you were not even sure you could talk properly.

You gave his cock a hesitant, soft squeeze, pleased at how Masamune stifled a moan from his lips. His shaft was so hard in your hands, and it made you quiver just imagining how it would feel inside you, pressing against your walls.

“I’ve thought of this before,” he confessed, leaning forward to kiss your chest, pressing his lips to where your heart was, “I’ve thought of taking you and make love to you in every way possible. You are just too much.”

With a smile, you lifted yourself up, letting him hold you and guide you until the tip of his cock was pressing against your entrance. “For our first time, I think things are interesting enough.”

Tenderly, he pressed his lips against yours; letting you take control and sink down on him at your own pace, massaging your hips with his fingers to help you relax and ease the tension off your body as you tried to take him, inch by inch.

You bit your lip, clinging to his shoulders when you felt the thickest part of his cock stretching you as you reached the base. You could see in his face how he was also holding himself back when you parted.

He swallowed hard, pressing his fingertips to the soft skin of your sides and letting out a small gasp when your walls trapped him and tightened around him.

If you were a little honest with yourself you expected it to be more painful, it was only a sharp momentarily pain that became just an afterthought after a moment that was filled with soft kisses and soft words whispered against each other’s skin.

Masamune groaned your name, burying his face in the crook of your neck to leave a trail of soft kisses on your flushed skin.

With a moan, you leaned forward, pressing your chest against his. Clinging to his broad shoulders you let out a shaky breath, slowly rocking your hips back and forth to get used to the sensation that was becoming a pleasant heat between your legs.

The feeling of you, so full of him, with your bare skin against his, was like if you were reaching for heaven and that the need you felt for release would leave you walking on clouds. And you were proud to admit that Masamune was the only responsible for that feeling.

Your pleasure belonged to him now.

It belonged to him as he groaned your name helplessly with deep, needy voice while he clung to your hips, setting a slow rhythm when he decided to thrusts up against your movements, forgetting the world around you and only focusing on each other.

How he wished he could ravish you, but tonight was not the appropriate time to make love to you as you deserved, with both of your wild spirits merging as one in the fire of your lust. Yet, he was satisfied with this precious moment with you, holding your body, clinging to you for dear life to give himself to you and to take you for him.

The way your breasts bounced as you moved was hypnotizing, you looked like a moon goddess with the outline of your silhouette bathed in the moonlight coming from the balcony, with the sparkle in your eyes and the needy moans and cries leaving your lips whenever you sat down on him to take all of his length inside you.

A loud mewl that certainly was to be heard throughout the entire castle left your lips, pleasing him greatly as he was the one causing you to make such scandalous yet beautiful noises that he would remember every time.

He rocked against your movements, providing delightful friction that left you breathless, making you feel like you were about to explode at any moment and you were sure you were about to with the growing pressure on your belly and the fireworks exploding behind your eyelids every time you closed your eyes to take in the feelings of him so close and you encompassing him.

When you felt like nothing could be more perfect, Masamune let out the most passionate sound of rippling pleasure against your neck as he sucked on your skin to leave a mark you’d need to hide the next day. The sound echoing and bouncing against the walls back to you sent shivers down your spine and goosebumps appear over the expanse of your skin.

And even if Masamune’s sounds of pleasure made him appear vulnerable, he managed to still look cocky as his hand went down where your bodies met and merged as one to caress your sensitive clit and send you down in a violent wave that could only be explained as time itself stopping.

Your body trembled and you weren’t sure if you had screamed his name out of rippling pleasure, you only knew that your lover had claimed your lips in a passionate and messy kiss, letting your tongues dance at the melody of your obscene sounds as you reached your peak together.

Your nails buried deep into his skin, feeling the aftershocks of your orgasm your body shook and you seemed to gain control over it again, feeling the soreness of your thighs for the bouncing, the pulsating contractions of your walls around him and how the water had gotten cold.

And yet you could only focus on Masamune’s deep blue eye as he looked back at you, smiling and trailing his hands all over your body to just hold you and don’t let you go.

The moon continued to provide light to just catch the glimpse of the undying love into each other’s eyes.

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