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It's the snake goddess reader from my fic "Saving A Forgotten Goddess", which was inspired by @theohnocorral 's fic "Bug love"

Oh, here's the reference pictures. Green Tree Python babyyyyy

UGH AN IMPOSSIBLE CHOICE I love them all.  BUT we will go with first written first served.

It was Mitsunari’s fault.

Though you’d would never tell him that, the fact remained that he had been the one, with utter serenity, to announce that really the obvious solution to the situation at hand would be for Mitsuhide to marry their chatelaine, and the rumors would cease.

“Ah, yes. Of course.” Mitsuhide had murmured, low and smooth as though it were a reasonable response to be considered. Then he’d unfolded his hand, graceful fingers fanning open like a venus fly trap, and his slippery tones had turned into your name and a request lanced with mischief you labeled as cruel, “Will you marry me?”

Then the consequence, you cursed yourself later, of being clever. Of being witty and quick and quippy. What had passed your lips was a swift and flippant, “Sure, when Hideyoshi finally gives it up for Nobunaga.”

It becomes a game. A different answer every time. When you can actually taste Masamune’s cooking. When Ieyasu admits he has feelings. When Kenshin gives up war.