#ikemen senogku

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Warlord Roasting By An Open Fire (NSFW)

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku Pairing: Nobunaga Oda x f!MC Warnings: NSFW, Oral sex (female receiving) vaginal penetration  Written by: @voltage-vixen​ Prompts: Sleigh ride your partner into holiday bliss & Bodies roasting by an open fire

The village that surrounded the perimeters of Azuchi Castle fell silent as it was the grave of eve on a nipper winter night. Specks of white snow droplets coated the grounds, painting the terrain in a luminescent blanket of ivory fluff. Within the walls of the dwellings that lined the streets of the Oda Clan territory, the villagers slumbered peacefully. Everything and everyone in the town was tranquil-

-Save for the moans and groans echoing from the tenshu of the Great Lord himself. 

Flames from the fire cackled, burning an immense heat that elicited tricklets of sweat from the body of Nobunaga’s Fireball as she thrusted her hips again and again while her warlord squirmed beneath her in pleasure. With each roll of MC’s body grinding and tightly clenching the passion between his thighs, Nobunaga’s torso would ascend in attempt to trace his fingers along the curves of his lover, only to be denied by his lucky charm as she would firmly tap his chest back down against the surface of the futon.

“My lord, shall I remind you again? Naughty boy. Tonight, I will be the one to pleasure you.”

To punish Nobunaga for defying her orders, MC ceased her movement; drawing a testy growl from the man who held her heart’s affection. His cock twitched inside of MC in a fit of impatience, forcing her to bite her lip to lull the moan threatening to escape at how damn good Nobunaga and all of his glory felt against the slickness of her walls. 

“Once again, my lucky charm isn’t very skilled at keeping her true desires hidden,” Nobunaga crooned, smirking at MC’s slight curl of her mouth. “If you wish to please me, allow me to hearken in the harmony of your angelic voice.”

While pondering the weight of Nobunaga’s declaration, MC’s eyes involuntarily rolled to the back of her head when an abrupt jolt of the warlord’s pelvis ascended to deepen their enjoinment. 

“It pleases me when I can survey you from underneath,” Nobunaga crooned, wiggling the arch of his eyebrow enticingly as his gaze shifted towards the bareness of her supple breasts that were jiggling from when her back arched at his recent movement. His words heeded no repeating since MC swiftly propped her chest out and her hands encompassed the soft mounds of flesh. Nobunaga’s voice hitched; memorized by the marvelous sight of her fingers kneading the skin he longed to caress.  

“You drive me crazy,” he breathed, his confession nearly bordering along the lines of a plea. “You’ve left me ravenous for you. Satisfy me and allow your lord a taste. I shall not heed in anticipation naught a moment longer. Take your rightful place upon my mouth.”

Eager of the naughtiness she knew was about to be instilled upon her, MC dug her nails into the sheet of the futon. Crawling up the length of Nobunaga’s body, she paused once settled over his face and braced herself. MC gasped when Nobunaga’s hands cupped the mound of her ass and pulled her down where his tongue was zealously awaiting.

“Ah, yes, Nobunaga!!” she screamed at the blissful intrusion of him assaulting her. “Yes, eat me for as long as your heart desires. Grant me the release to cum, my lord. Taste what I have to offer. Lick me clean until my nectar quenches your thirst.”

Nobunaga’s tongue grazed along at her walls; his pace leisurely, yearning to stall out the session of pleasing. Not wanting to leave any part of her body neglected, Nobunaga’s teeth found the velvet of her folds. His gentle nibbles earned a moan of gratification from MC from the thrill the delightful friction was eliciting. Teasingly grazing his nose against the swell of her clit, the warlord’s large palms traveled to the sway of her breasts, murmuring in delight as he toyed and squeezed while her hips snapped into a rhythmic bounce and carried on with her mission of vigorously riding him until the both were left content. 

The electric of each one of Nobunaga’s fondles were only turning MC on more and more. She grew wetter and wetter, eventually feeling a pool of her wetness drizzle onto the inner surface of her thigh. MC’s eyes half-shut when the onset of fluttering in her lower belly pushed her into the brink of a delirious state.

With MC’s body jolting from the waves of electricity, she collapsed down beside Nobunaga’s side and snuggled under his arm. Her head rested on the perspiration trickling down his chest. The embers of the flames continued to burn hot, yet paled in comparison to the heat scorching through Nobunaga’s frame. 

“My greedy girl,” Nobunaga hummed, his lips curling in amusement at the way MC was provocatively gaping at his naked torso. “Are you already prepared to engage in more sweetness? I myself am ready. No matter how often we make love, I could never grow disinterested in you.”

Their gazes locked upon one another, and the obvious passion was coated in MC’s eyes. Words were not needed to express consent since MC nodded in haste, curling her fingers to fasten her grip onto his shoulders. Lifting her hips to align with Nobunaga, the woman gasped when the thickness of his erection stretched her. Immersed with the newfound fullness inside of her, MC stroked the side of Nobunaga’s cheek and met his gaze.

“You’re not the only one who could never grow disinterested either, my lord,” MC asserted. Wiggling her hips in encouragement, MC’s eyes disappeared into the back of her head when Nobunaga eventually did thrust forward. Nothing else around them mattered as the heat of their bodies rose.

Fulfilling the inclinations of their mutual pining became their only objective as they crashed into each other. Over and over, each thrust became more desperate to satisfy the magnitude of their cravings.

As snowflakes continued to drape the town’s structure and chill the air outside, the outpour of heat continued to incline in the tenshu, even long after the burning flames of the roasting fire ceased in the wee hours of the early morning. 

[voltage-vixen]

‘Tis the Season for Love Content Creation Challenge Masterlist

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

The Smut Prompts

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

[ikemenfics]

Warlords as Disney Songs part II

....ok...I procrastinate...

Kenshin: Make a Man out of You

Shingen: Bear Neccessities

Yukimura: I Won’t Say (I’m in Love)

Sasuke: Eye II Eye

Yoshimoto: Let It Go

Kennyo: I see the Light

Motonari: Shiny

Ranmuaru is the song doesn’t exist...sorry.

[ikesenlemonadestandstories]

White Elephant

Do you guys have big plans today? I’m heading to my Grandpa’s house for the night for some merriment with family! I hop you’re all well through the season, no matter what it is you celebrate! 

As always, thanks so much for reading and requesting! Love you guys!

Request: Modern, Everyone, Party, Your House - Nonny (You cheated but that’s okay cuz I got an awesome idea from Indigo_Lea on AO3. Thanks for reminding me about that bomb ass Christmas I had in Japan!”)

Master List

Warnings: mentions of alcohol

White Elephant

It was your year to host the big Christmas celebration. It wasn’t often that everyone was able to get together like this, and KFC seemed to be at least one thing everyone could agree on. For once your house was ready, you stood in your kitchen proudly. Working on some last-minute baked goods for everyone to share once the turkey was eaten.

You had waited on the phone for hours nearly a month ago, you learned your lesson last year when Sasuke called too late, and they were out of the good chocolate cake. Any wait was worth it if you managed to get everything your friends had requested for the evening.

Yukimura had been kind enough to go pick it up from the KFC a few blocks from your place, part of your wanted to believe he was being nice. The more reasonable part of you knew it was because he probably forgot to buy a present for the White Elephant exchange, and this was his way of atoning.

As expected, the chicken arrived in lieu of a gift, not that you minded; it was expensive to feed that many people, so if Yuki wanted to take it, you’d let him. Everyone gathered around your coffee table while Nobunaga put on his favorite record some festive white noise to help the conversation along.

It had been a long time since everyone had gotten together like this under one roof, it was usually reserved for weddings, funerals, Christmas and New Years. Fortunately, there were more of some events than others. Shingen had scared everyone a while back, but he seemed to be doing well now. Not that he’d ever let anyone know if he was feeling sick again anyway. Kenshin or Yukimura would have to force that information out of him.

Everyone talked as they ate, the conversation was lively as the food and wine quickly disappeared. Once the mess of paper plates and plastic utensils were separated and disposed of appropriately, the fun began. A random gacha of sorts took place, Ieyasu’s hat passed around with tiny numbered strips of paper plucked from it one by one. Number one picked the first gift to open, then whoever had the number two could choose to open their own present or steal whatever had just been opened. If your gift was stolen, you got to then either decide to open a new gift or take someone else’s. Then the cycle repeated until a gift had been stolen three times or everything had been opened.

Since he bought the night’s dinner, Yukimura sat near your tree and proctored the event. Everything was going well until Masamune had the knife set stolen from him by Kenshin. Then all hell broke loose, and nobodies’ gifts were safe. It was every man for themselves as people fought to steal the best gift.

You had ended up with some odd drinking game you were certain Sasuke would have to teach you, it was no matter though. Everyone was smiling and talking again. You may have struck out in the gift exchange, but you were honesty so happy to see everyone again. You missed them, the banter and arguments, the silly way Ieyasu tried to make you feel better with insults. Or how Nobunaga pretended he wasn’t the one who ate all of your sugar candy. Hideyoshi’s constant mothering, coupled with the terribly timed dad joke from Shingen as Masamune tumbled off some random piece of furniture.

“Enjoying yourself?” Nobunaga asked, causing you to jump.

“I am thank you.” You nodded, taking the drink he had to offer. “We don’t get together often enough anymore.”

“No, we don’t. I’m sure everyone would be happy to oblige your request, though, should you ask.” Nobunaga suggested, tilting his head towards the group of drunk idiots in your living room.

“I know they would. Everyone’s so busy though, if we got together every time I wanted to hang, you’d be tired of me by Christmas.” You joked sipping on your wine, letting it warm you from the inside.

“We would not.” Nobunaga shook his head, resting against the wall as he continued the conversation. “We’ll get together more this year. Consider it my Christmas gift to you.”

“I’d love that.” You smiled up at him, bouncing a little in excitement.

“I know, it’s much better than whatever you opened earlier.” Nobunaga laughed.

“Right?! Who even brought that?” You snickered as you scanned the room. Watching your friends interact.

“It’s settled then. We’ll get together once a month with whoever’s available.” He proclaimed loud enough for the entire group to hear.

“That’s a great idea!” Hideyoshi called from his place near the tree.

“I would agree, I can do all the planning.” Mitsunari offered.

“If you do the planning, nobody’d show up. You’d forget to send the invites for sure.” Ieyasu scoffed.

“I could plan? I’ve always been good at that sort of thing.” Shingen piped up from his spot on the couch.

“I’m okay with that, as long as we don’t end up somewhere skeezy.” Yukimura scowled, no doubt remembering that creepy bar we ended up at after his graduation.

“Seconded.” Kenshin agrees as Sasuke nodded quietly beside him.

“For once, we all agree. Monthly get together to hang out with Kitten.” Masamune exclaimed.

“That’s agreeable to me,” Mitsuhide replied, eyes focused entirely on Masamune’s cup.

“Great! Sounds like a plan!” You nearly clapped your hands together out of excitement, forgetting about your drink. With a blush, you sipped it until finished. Unable to stop smiling for the rest of the night.

Your friends had just given you the best Christmas present ever. Their time.

[lulidrafts]

Sassy MC is here to steal the spotlight... don't tell the warlords though 🤭

[guacameowle]

Which one of y’all did this mish mash? I just want to talk...

[mythiica]

Reader x Nobunaga Oda {Ikesen} - Lady Toyotomi {Day 2}

Title: Lady Toyotomi

Fandom: Ikemen Senogku

Character: Nobunaga Oda

Genre: yandere!!!!

Warnings: YANDERE AND BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF DEATh

Word Count: 1220 words

Other comments: day 2 trick! sorry this posted late! something happened on mobile and it deleted :( buT it is here now!!!

Hideyoshi offers you a hand as you step out of the small boat so you do not slip on the wet wood. “Thank you, husband. I have been sitting down for a quite a while and my legs are stiff.” 

          Behind Hideyoshi, a voice calls out playfully. “Perhaps a tour of the castle will help you? It has been a long time since you have seen Azuchi, Lady Toyotomi…” 

         You bow for Lord Nobunaga Oda when he reveals himself. He looks handsome as ever, and your heart leaps forward for a moment before you remember that your husband is standing next to you. A momentary shame before Hideyoshi steps in front of you and wakes you from your transe. “My lord, thank you for hosting us for the next few months.” 

         “Of course! The moment I heard that your home had been flooded, I sent riders to meet you. I am happy that you are safe though.” 

         Nobunaga’s charm is still something you have not found a rival. The way he smiles and his hair curls over his eyes makes your legs go soft. You sneer at Hideyoshi when he turns his back to you and walks with Nobunaga towards Azuchi. You cursed the moments you couldn’t spend with them, but you simply smile and walk forward with the maids that swarm around you. There would be other opportunities for you to speak with Nobunaga, even if you had to make them yourself. 

The following week, you are taking your breakfast in the gardens when Nobunaga walks by with Hideyoshi. They linger in the doorway, so you watch them from the corner of your eye. Keeping your fingers crossed under the long sleeve of your kimono, you pray that they see you alone and come to keep you company. 

         Hideyoshi turns and walks down the hall, but Nobunaga steps into the garden. He pads over to sit next to you, and he takes one of you tarts to eat. “A wonderful way to start one’s day. These are delicious! Where did you find them?” 

         “I made them, my lord.” 

         Nobunaga finishes the dessert and smiles widely at you. “Did you?! I don’t suppose that you could make some more for me…?” 

         A smile creeps across your lips and you bow your head. “Of course, my lord.” You take a sip of tea. “But don’t tell Hideyoshi. I don’t allow him to have them save for holidays.” 

         “How cunning–” 

         You shrug. “I have my ways.” 

         Nobunaga takes your cup of tea and finishes the drink for you. His eyes are narrowed as he searches for a flicker of hesitation across your face. When he finds none, he smiles as well. “Your secret is safe with me, my lady.” 

You knock on the door to the tenshu and wait for a response before walking inside. Nobunaga’s voice rings from inside, so you slip past the door and set the tray of desserts down on a table. “My lord, I have brought you the treats you asked me for. May I leave them here?” 

         Nobunaga sets his brush down “Of course. Why don’t you sit with me for a bit? I have been reading these documents for the past few hours and my mind is growing weak.” 

         Pulling your skirt back, you kneel formally and pour Nobunaga more tea. “Your mind is not weak, my lord, you are only tired. Why not rest for a bit? Here, lay your head on my lap for a few minutes.” 

         You take a pillow and lay it over your legs. Nobunaga hesitates, but you smile warmly. “I don’t bite. Come.”

         He shifts and moves the desk over before leaning back and resting his head on the soft pillow. Nobunaga closes his eyes and you brush your fingers through his hair as to soothe him more. The warlord melts against your touch and his eyes flutter softly – he has fallen asleep. 

         However, the moment your hands graze his ear, Nobunaga shoots up. “Fiend!” 

         Between laughs, you shake your head. “It was an accident! I promise.” Holding your hands outwards, you apologize to Nobunaga. “I merely wanted to push your hair back.” 

         Nobunaga touches two fingers to his forehead where the warmth from your touch lingered. He is about to sit back down when Mitsuhide enters the room. He clears his throat and beckons Nobunaga to the balcony. 

         Standing up gracefully, you catch Nobunaga throwing glances at you. He is half listening to what Mitsuhide is saying and half admiring the curves visible through your too tight kimono. You clean up Nobunaga’s desk and rearrange the papers carefully for him as they discuss matters beyond your station. After a few moments, Nobunaga steps towards you and thanks you for visiting. “Would you pass this message on to Hideyoshi? It is crucial that he travels to this location tonight.” 

         Giving your lord a quick smile, you bow and retreat to the halls. 

Another few weeks later and Hideyoshi returns from his mission unsuccessful. He had read the note wrong and gone two kilometers south rather than north, leading to the destruction of an important Oda base. 

         Nobunaga is furious – not directly at Hideyoshi, but more so at the happenings that conspired afterwards. Rebel forces approach Azuchi and he has much to worry about now. When you visit him at noon, he does not notice your presence until you wave your hand in front of his face. 

         “Ah, Lady Toyotomi.” 

         “That is me.” Your brows furrow and you cup Nobunaga’s face before brushing your thumbs over the bags under his eyes. “My lord, when was the last time you slept?” 

         He pulls away from your touch and looks down. “I have no time for sleep now. I must take care of this.” 

         You are about to say something else when Nobunaga interrupts you. “Have you seen your husband? I need to discuss some things with him regarding the soldiers coming from the west.” 

         “My lord–” 

         “Have you?” 

         Swallowing hard, you shake your head. “No, my lord. I have not seen him all day, actually. I thought I saw him riding away this morning.” 

         Nobunaga runs a hand through his hair and leans back. “Dammit, where did he go…?” 

They find Hideyoshi’s body a few kilometers from Azuchi and come to the conclusion that he was killed by the rebel forces. No one questions the weeks you spend in solitude to mourn him. When you do emerge, you spend time with Nobuanga. He quells the uprisings and starts to dedicate more time to you. 

         You kneel before the shrine and keep your hands clasped together when Nobunaga sits next to you. Leaning against him, you take Nobunaga’s hand in yours. His skin is warm and comforts you, so you bring his hand up to your lips to kiss his knuckles. “Thank you for meeting me, my lord.” 

         “Of course. How are you feeling?” 

         “I have been better…” 

         Nobunaga sighs slowly. His arm goes around you and Nobunaga holds you close. “Is it a bad time to formally ask to court you?” 

         Your face lights up and you throw yourself at Nobunaga. 

         He is finally yours. 

         Who would have thought that to get the attention you so desired, you had to do something as simple as removing a single person.

[guacameowle]

So after reading your HC's and short stories (which are fantastic btw), I've decided to finally play SLBP. My only hangup is I can't figure out which one??? Like, there's the original game by voltage I think which is rated T and then there's this other one by Cybrid with the same characters that's M and I'm very confused. Or maybe just dumb... Please send help T-T

Samurai Love Ballad Party is definitely a voltage app.

Perhaps you were thinking of Ikemen Senogku which has the same characters in it, but is a Cybird app. (I’m sure there’s other apps with similar characters, but this is the only one I personally am familiar with & have blogged about.)

Regardless, they’re both excellent games! SLBP is my favorite otome actually. The apps deals with similar themes overall - both have mentions of warfare, a romance, angst, etc. I will say that currently SLBP has significantly more content available. Only a handful of routes are out in IkeSen, but SLBP currently boasts 12 routes, all with multiple endings, plus sequel routes being released.

Both are fun. Both have great stories to tell. I’d definitely recommend both. 

I’ve answered more about SLBP here. 

[ikemenfics]

12 Days of Sengoku Christmas

Word Count: 1322

The plan was all mapped out in your head.  Now, to get the help of the warlords of Azuchi!  You arrived at the secret meeting place.  Even Nobunaga was getting in on this event.  Your Sengoku family, all together, all conspiring, all to give your lover and, hopefully, future husband a Christmas gift to remember.

“Okay, first, Masamune…” you brought the warlords to order, dishing out your plan.  The five offered ideas of their own, the chatter bringing you to a frenzy of excitement.  Meals were planned, Ieyasu offering to give stomach aids for the aches he was sure he was going to hear about later, Nobunaga even suggested a sleuth of sweets to celebrate [I’m sure that’s more for him that Hideyoshi].

“Why are we doing this, again?” Ieyasu asked, “Didn’t we already try something like this for his birthday?  Or did you all finally lose the last of your collective minds?”  You laughed, explaining Christmas and the holiday of cheer and giving to the group.

“So,” Nobunaga asked, holding his fist to his chin, “you said ‘gifts’ what do *I* get?”  You laughed, citing that the western countries shared gifts with family, but in Japan, it was a more intimate affair.  “I never thought the monks that visit here would have something like that.”  You had to rush to explain that the gift giving part was more a modern twist on Christmas.  Last thing you needed was the missionaries visiting Nobunaga to lose their cool regarding their savior’s holiday.

“But we want gifts,” Masamune piped up, “Least, I do.  And since we’re all pitching in for Hideyoshi, I say we get gifts too.”

And that was the story of how you found yourself working overtime in order to find Christmas gifts for your Sengoku family.

You were at a shop, looking at various jars and tools, searching for something for the cranky warlord.  [Why does Ieyasu have to be so hard to shop for?]  You had something for the other four, but he was a challenge.

A hand in front of your face startled you, straightening and almost headbutting the owner of the hand.  “You were so focused on that bowl,” Hideyoshi was saying, taking a number of steps back, “You didn’t even hear me calling.  What are you doing?”  You couldn’t tell him you were roped into getting the warlords presents because you were trying to get them into setting up a Christmas shindig for Hideyoshi.

“Ah…” you flustered, laughing nervously, “Just...looking for...things for Ieyasu…” you were stalling [Come on brain, think!], “...I figured...he needed more materials for his herbaling.”  [Good job]

He stared at you, you swore he could hear your heartbeat, but eventually he smiled, “Here, I’ll help.”  You were almost dizzy with relief that he didn’t ask more questions.  So, together the two of you picked out jars for Ieyasu.  He insisted on following you for your purchases for the rest of the warlords, suspiciously helpful, even for Hideyoshi.

A ways away, Nobunaga and Mitsuhide stood together, watching the pair of you.  “I must say,” Mitsuhide said, smiling at the couple, “this idea of gifts from Masamune is turning out quite wonderfully.”

Nobunaga glanced at the foxlord, “And who, might I ask, told Hideyoshi to help?”  The kitsune’s face turned toward his lord, a smirk gracing his features.  “My lord,” Mitsuhide said, his voice a mock innocence, “I only thought that our dear, bright chatelaine would need help for her laborious task.”  Nobunaga huffed in amusement, “An interesting gift you have given, forcing the two to spend time together.”  Mitsuhide didn’t answer and the two continued to watch and follow, ensuring that Mitsuhide’s meddling bore fruit.

“I will carry that,” Hideyoshi said, his arms already loaded with various items.  You held the final gift, a bolt of fabric that you had special plans for, closely to your chest.  “You have enough…” you said, Hideyoshi already balancing gifts to reach out for the one in your arms.  Down toppled whetstones, a hard to come by text, konpeito, new brush and ink, Hideyoshi’s hand managing to catch the jars before they could shatter.

“I-I’ll help…” you said, your face red as you both moved to pick up your purchases.  

Hideyoshi batted at your hand, “I’ve got them, let me.”  For a moment, you both played a game of handsies, Hideyoshi eventually taking yours to bring to his lips.  You blushed all the way to your ears at the bold gesture of affection.  “I’ve got them,” he said slower.  You could only nod in response.

Gifts gathered, you walked back to Azuchi.  Hideyoshi deposited the purchases and you set out to wrap them in pieces of fabric you had obtained from your seamstress friends.  Hideyoshi watched you, noticing something, “I knew you were buying gifts but I count five…” He worked to keep his face blank, but you detected a tension in his voice.   “I…” you started, biting your lip, “I have to make yours.  It’s special.”  [Because you’re special]  You looked at Hideyoshi, hoping to convey your thoughts so you wouldn’t have to give the game away.  He watched you a moment, his face unreadable, but after a blink, his face grew warm again, letting the matter drop.

The day for giving came, Nobunaga gathering everyone to the war room for the occasion.  You were surprised that along with your gifts to them, the warlords had bestowed gifts upon you.  Sewing notions, bolts of pretty fabric, and a castella from Masamune.  Your eyes pricked with tears at the touching gesture.  You gave each warlord his gift and celebrations and feasting began.

“Now…” Nobunaga said, looking to Hideyoshi and you, his eyes gleaming in triumphant pleasure, “Hideyoshi.”  Hideyoshi came forward, bowing to his lord.  “The five of us,” Nobunaga said, the room growing quiet, “have decided to give you a gift.”  Hideyoshi looked confused.  “You remember that we would not give you my lucky charm to marry,” Nobunaga continued, looking amused, “As the leader of her five brothers, I give you permission to marry.”

“My lord?”  Hideyoshi couldn’t believe his ears.  You couldn’t believe your ears.  “Nobunaga-sama, I…” You could see his shoulders shake with emotion, the Azuchi five descending upon their mother hen.  Cheers and blessings were given and suddenly the two of you were being escorted out of the room.  The door shut, leaving you both out in the cold.

“Um…” you said, feeling sheepish, “Shouldn’t weddings take place before the consummation?”

“Why didn’t you give me a gift?”  Hideyoshi asked, making you tense in response [Crap, he noticed!]  You glanced over, your face now beet red.  You explained his was in your room and that you wanted to give it to him alone.

“Well,” Hideyoshi glanced at the door, “Now’s as good a time as any.”  You both made your way to your rooms, your face heating more by the minute.  You hoped he’d like it.  It was something of a more modern thing you had for him.  You entered your room, Hideyoshi looking around, “I see no gift…”

As he took in the room, you removed your kimono, revealing the gift underneath.  You had stitched together a lingerie piece you had seen once.  A small nightgown, emphasizing all the right things.  Hideyoshi’s eyes found you as he spoke, his words trailing off into silence as he took you in.  

“Aren’t you cold?”  He asked.  

“You should come warm me up, then.”  You tried for coy, but nerves made you sound a little more genuine than that.

He stepped to you, kissing you.  His arms brought you in close, your kimono falling to the floor as his tongue sought entrance to your mouth.  You moaned as you both seemed to melt together to the floor.  You were almost disappointed when his lips left yours.  “This is the best gift.”

You smiled, “Yeah...best gift ever.”  Your lips met as your bodies came together.  

On the fifth day of Christmas, my Sengoku gave to me Five Golden Boys (of Hidemom) Four walls for herbs with Yasu   Three jewels from Shingen A two sword wielding Masamune And a Sasuke hiding in the ceiling.