Ookurikara Stories

Because I simply ship this too much. I just suddenly thought of the possibility of this ship, and I went online to search for images and BAM I'm doomed. I sunk my MikaTsuru ship like titanic and hopped aboard this one.

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Ookurikara returns injured to the Citadel. He refuses the Saniwa's help

Headcanons for Touken Ranbu six beautiful sword boys that are in Dategumi and Odagumi - Shokudaikiri, Ookurikara, Tsurumaru, Heshikiri, Souza and Yagen. They'll be mostly translated from my other account that's in my native language ➸ @_Avenya_ ☆ Start: 18.01.18 End: ???

Kompilasi perjuangan cinta Shokudaikiri mulai dari dicakar kucing sampai tidur di teras. What comes after ABC? It's MnO. Sebagian baru, sebagian pindahan dari akun lama.

Setiap bunga dan kelopaknya menyimpan suatu makna. Saniwa no Hanagatari (Saniwa's Flower Tale), sebuah kumpulan kisah penjaga benteng bersama para punggawa pedangnya, melalui empat musim berhias warna-warni bunga. Touken Ranbu Online ⓇDMM & Nitro+ Cerita ini sepenuhnya milik saya.

In every possible way, the blade defied what they could've possibly known about tsukumogami and swords. She was female to begin with. Her way with a sword was the opposite of what one considers right. So she hid behind a mask. A learning Saniwa. She would "arrive" at the citadel as a sword at a later date. The Saniwa had a job. They knew what they were supposed to do and why, yet they went against the original plan. Secrets would be kept. Have to be kept, if they, and their citadel were to remain safe. They needed revenge. After what the government did to them, they had to fight. The government declared war on them. Everything was perfectly in place, until the mutiny. Which was why the Saniwa had to be put under. Ookurikara's return to the citadel did little to improve the grave atmosphere. Yet, the more uncovered secrets he learns, the more dangerous it becomes. Not for just him, but the whole citadel. And it's leading back to one thing: the sword Mizu-ni-Gekkou. The sword who remembers nothing, not even the smith of her blade. Only glimpses of the ocean, and nightmares of screaming. He never understood why Saniwa-san was so adamant on getting him to open up. Perhaps she was like Mitsutada, concerned about his team working. Or maybe there was more to it...

Various stories about you and the beautiful sword boys of Touken Ranbu! Note: I do not own any of the characters or images used in these stories.

«En cierta villa hubo una serie de asesinatos que atemorizaba a todos sus aldeanos. Entre ellos se encontraba un hombre lobo que cada día iba devorando a todos. Para que esto parase todos los aldeanos se reunían y votaban por quién creían que era el lobo y esa misma persona sería ejecutada fuese inocente o no...» "Ahora... ¿Quién es realmente el lobo aquí?"

What if in the times of the past, spiritual powers were rampant and sword smiths contained a large amount of it. They would pour so much power into their swords it creates another spirit with its own consciousness. The spirit is powerful but untrained, needing a master. I had headcanons, basically, and the fic was actually written a few years ago but was only pulled up again to be properly worked on and edited recently. Thanks to my bro-kuto Hannah for beta reading this for me! This short fic is about the origins of Ookurikara. I'm open to comments of constructive criticism or of any technical mistakes. Enjoy :)