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I hope you’d like an artwork of the cute and fluffy merchant, Yukimura~

From: @lillybelle05

Recipient: @yaystew

Creator/Artist: @half-flat

Note: Did somebody order a Kennyo with pets? I felt bad for Hozuki since she’s hardly ever depicted in any art, so here’s Kennyo with Kougetsu’s pet Momo Hozuki! I hope you like it! 

Title: Butter Me Up

For: @demonkingnobunaga

From: @ikesenlemonadestandstories

Why? Why. Just, why? Shingen had been left alone to finish the dinner for all of twenty minutes and this what what you came back to? You had questions, so many questions but the first one was where had his pants gotten off to? The second is why had they even come off. An exasperated sigh fell from your lips as you braced your hand on the cool surface of the counter.

“Do I want to know?” you asked, squeezing your eyes shut as you pinched the bridge of your nose. Your friends were going to be over any minute.

“Probably not.” Shingen shrugged as he chuckled, stirring the mashed potatoes with his spatula again as he dropped the butter in.

There was a long pause. You figured he would either eventually tell you what had happened or you would stumble upon the mess that probably still needed to be cleaned up. One walk around the kitchen island and stumble upon it you did. “Please tell me that’s a butter stain?” You eyed him suspiciously, eyes drifting back and forth between him and the evident grease stain down the front of his khaki.

“If that makes you feel better than yes, it’s a butter stain.” Shingen laughed as he flung the potatoes all over the kitchen.

You ducked just in time, listening to the splat of the mash against the wall. Grimacing as you stood up to grab a paper towel. “For fuck’s sakes babe. Could you not?” You sighed, exasperated, as you cleaned the food off the back wall of the kitchen just in time to hear the doorbell ring. The two of you shared a look and Shingen’s lips upturned into a devilish smile as he slowly backed away from the stovetop and towards the door.

“Hey! Shingen! Where do you think you’re going?” You moved quickly, grabbing the strings of his apron.

“Do we need wine? I should go grab some wine for our guests.” Shingen hummed, voice like honey as he pulled you along behind him, feet sliding on the hardwood floor of the hallway as he walked.

“No! I need wine. You need to go put some pants on.” You whispered as you tugged a little harder on the apron, happy to dig your feet into the carpet of your living room. He was not going to open the door like this. Absolutely not. Nu-uh. No way.

“But my goddess, life is so much more free without them.” Shingen waved his hand flippantly in the air as he looked over his shoulder at you, a challenge twinkling in his amber eyes.

“Pants. On. Now.” Your tone growing more harsh as the doorbell rang again, this time twice, with more urgency. “They’re here. Please.”

By @destinedatmidnight For @agirlandanotome (no ratings, suitable for everyone)

Hello, hello! I hope you’ll like this sweet modern fic with everyone’s favourite time travelling ninja-astrophysicist, Sasuke! (¬□_□)>  ~  Enjoy <3

Readjusting to modern life wasn’t that difficult when I had only been gone for three months, but for Sasuke who had arrived four years before I did, it had been difficult. Not just in the sense that he hadn’t had ice cream for years, but all the ninja training, battles, war strategies, and all the other things one experiences as part of life in the Sengoku Era, had taken their toll.

Sasuke and I were both from this time, but we talked for the first time 500 years in the past. It was there that we became fast friends, courtesy of the one loose panel in my room’s ceiling. It was because of Sasuke that the past didn’t seem nearly as daunting as it would have been. It was because of Sasuke that I was able to adjust, have the occasional fun moments and just keep my sanity in general.

And now the situation was reversed.

Sasuke didn’t have anyone to help him when he had arrived, and when he wasn’t being chased by his own lord with a sword training, he had been searching for me. For four years he looked for me, and when he found me he did everything he could to make things easy for me.

It was hard for him to come back to the future after his ordeal. He didn’t show it, but the flashy LED lights were just a bit too bright for his candle-adjusted eyes, the city a little too busy compared to what he was now used to. So I decided there and then, even if he hadn’t said anything to me, that I would help him, however I could.

So in the two months since we had been back, we met often. Today was one such day. This time we were meeting somewhere after work, but when I got out of my building I saw Sasuke standing there instead. I think he looked sheepish, although his expression wasn’t all too different, as I jogged up to him with a smile.

“I’m sorry,” he spoke before I got a chance to, but I shook my head lest he say anything else and began walking without direction.

“It’s fine Sasuke, I’m glad to see you,” and it was the truth. With all the time we had spent together, Sasuke had become a dear friend, one that I treasured and found myself thanking the wormhole for frequently. It wouldn’t be a lie to say that as time moved on I found my feelings for him getting stronger. There were some moments where I got the impression that he felt the same-

“Me too, I was very much looking forward to our meeting today. I decided to save you the trip and came to you directly…”

-times like this, but he never took it any further than a sweet remark here or there and I found myself wanting more with everyone.

I looked over at him. We were walking close to each other in the crowd but he had averted his eyes after his last comment, as if embarrassed. I smiled at him, “thank you,” I spoke sincerely, knowing that more words weren’t needed. The slight curve of his lips showed he felt the same way.

It was always like this, for some reason it felt like Sasuke and I just understood each other. Yes, he was dear to me, and I couldn’t help wondering if I was anything like that to him. I had tried to bring it up before, albeit very subtly, but no joy. ‘Today,’ I thought to myself, ‘I’ll ask him properly today.’

We continued walking, strolling into a remarkably less busy park, a few stars twinkling above. “They were much brighter back then,” he remarked, following my gaze.

“True, but then again everything here is much better lit than anything back then, I mean, we can see the whole city clearly even at night.”

My words struck a chord with him; he slowed down to stop, staring at me. “Yes… you’re right,” there, a gentle smile on his face. Stepping closer to me, he gazed intently into my eyes. “Thank you, I don’t think I say it enough, but I am grateful, for everything you’ve done for me. Your words, your way of seeing things, they all help me.”

This time it was my turn to get embarrassed, “I haven’t done that much, really, but I’m glad to hear you’re happy with me.”

‘Happy with me,’ I had said the words, but was that the way he saw it too?

Sasuke nodded and carried on walking, his hand momentarily brushing against mine as he did. “I am, I’m glad we became BFFs.”

I breathed a sigh of relief Finally paying attention to my surroundings, and not him, I realised that we were in a simple flower garden of sorts. “Any particular reason we’re here today, Sasuke?”

“Well,” he shrugged his shoulders slightly, “not really, unless you count me thinking that you would like it here as a ‘particular reason.’” We had stopped again, and under the gentle lighting, surrounded by colourful petals, I finally started the conversation I had been wanting to have for a long time.

“Sasuke, do you remember that warning you gave to me when I first got to the Sengoku era? About not falling in love with anyone?”

He immediately understood what I was getting at, looking at me with interest in his expression. Except there was something else there, flickering behind his calm.

“Well, I did.” I was trembling slightly, watching his face for any indication that he didn’t want to hear what I was about to say. And for a moment I thought I saw it, the apprehension in his eyes. Except it wasn’t one of disgust, but something else: fear, and maybe even jealousy? That alone was enough to spur me on.

“Sasuke, since the beginning you had been there for me, right by my side supporting me and helping me with anything I needed.” I swallowed my own fear, speaking from my heart, “I’m really glad we became BFFs too Sasuke, but, I’m afraid, for me at least, it’s more than that.”

I suddenly found that I couldn’t carry on, biting my bottom lip. I needed to know if he was really ready to hear me. I searched his face for an answer but couldn’t really find what I was looking for.

Then Sasuke was stepping closer to me, slowly taking my hand in his. Hope, adoration, excitement, all of them and more ran between our bodies. The look he was giving me, eyes wide and encouraging all gave me the courage I needed to continue.

“I… I love you, Sasuke. Actually, I have for a while now, I just wasn’t sure if you felt the same way…”

Suddenly both of my hands were clasped, his warmth seeping into me, and my vision was suddenly filled with him, as he bought his forehead to connect with mine.

“Me too,” he whispered the words, breath coming out in a rush. “All the stars in our sky couldn’t hold a candle to you, your wonderful personality, your radiating beauty; you glow brighter than anything else.”

Smiling, our happiness combined and overflowed around us, I couldn’t help but joke, “but there are only a few stars in our sky now, Sasuke, most hidden because of the city lights. That isn’t a lot of competition.” I was barely able to contain my bliss: he loved me back, really and truly.

He cupped my cheek with a hand, “and even with bright lights around us, you still shine through it all. You see, my eyes only see you, the probability of me ever looking elsewhere is lower than negligible.”

Unable to stop the tears, and wrapped my arms around him, the sounds of people living their own lives faded into the distance. “I never even realised-” I began, not knowing how to put my thoughts into words.

“For so long,” he reassured me, “I can’t remember when I started to feel the way I did, all I knew was that there was an increasing need to be around you, to see you, to touch and hold you…

“I hope my words aren’t bothering you,” his nervous expression and sudden worry made me laugh softly. “It seems that the longer you try to contain something, the stronger it is when it's finally addressed.”

“Trust me, I know how you feel,” I couldn’t resist reaching up to brush away the hair resting against his forehead. “I’m so happy you feel the same way, Sasuke.”

“More than all the stars in the sky,” he murmured, holding me close. Time continued to move on everywhere else, but right in that moment it felt like it froze on us, as if even time itself wanted to keep this moment as an everlasting one…

I really hope you like this fic~ Simple but sweet? Thank you again @ikesencrypticcupid for this opportunity!

Do not repost/re-upload, screenshot or edit but please do like, reblog and share :D

Recipient: @rubird--playsotome

Creators: @demonkingnobunaga & @localspacegod

Credit:

Song: Lemon Boy - Cavetown

Shoutout to @lu-uesugi! It’s where I got most of the CGs from!

Yo! It’s us the IkeSenCC19 hosts! Your original CryptidCupid had to unfortunately drop out so we put together something for you ourselves! Hope you like it!

Ikemen Sengoku Cryptic Cupid Exchange!

Hello, Ikesen fandom! It’s that time of year again! 

This works the same way as a fanworks Secret Santa. Everyone who enters will be assigned a person, for this person you must create a work, be it writing, fan-edits, drawings, etc. This is open to everyone who wants to join. You will also be assigned to a secret person who will also create something for you. 

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March 7th: Submission Deadline

March 12th: Gifts are distributed

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° fairly easy you thought, it wouldn’t be too hard to explain and simple to make

° Well making an entire deck or cards by yourself certainly wasn’t easy, but you pulled through, and finished just before Masamune arrived in your shared room 

° after his ‘welcome home kiss’ you expressed your excitement about what you had prepared for him, telling him that we would love it

° he did. He certainly did.

°You sat across the table explaining to him that sadly for both of you, you can’t sit next to each other for obvious reasons to you at least.

° So then you began explaining how the game works, the colors, the numbers, and the rules

° Oh boy he had a lot of questions. At some point, you got so angry with all of his questions you thought he was doing it on purpose

° Oh yes he was

° Seeing you so angry made him laugh so hard he hit the table, making you even angrier because he made the stack of the cards fall off.

° So after everything was set up for you to play you went at the opposite end of the table because while you were explaining very calmly (in the beginning at least) the rules he crept up to you now sitting next to you

° So let the uno game begin!!!

° Compared to you he had the perfect poker face

° Always surprising you. You don’t know how he did it so you said 'Heh beginner’s luck right?’ when he won your first match. It was beginner’s luck… Right?

° You hoped.

° You really did.

° But sadly for you, it really wasn’t.

° You knew it was a game of luck, but you had been playing it since you were a child!!!

° How was it possible?

° Well, he would look at you with that smirk you knew too well before he threw his last card winning you, with you, on the other hand, having still five more.

° He had a 10 winning streak

°So what did you do? You just left the table the moment he did that 10th win laughing as he saw your anger and determination that just crumbled when he said it was his 10th win which meant that he won as you said 'the first to have 10 wins this round’ positive that you couldn’t lose in a game you had been playing for years

°So you went over to the pillow, screamed at it and then came back to see him laughing at you apologizing while, laughing ofc, as he got up saying he will cook you a meal. 

° His food was amazing so now you were half happy that you were gonna eat the best food from the best man and cook in the world but also sad that you lost

° But after a lot of hugs, kisses and of course his amazing food you managed to forget it for now at least 

From: @agirlandanotome