#hana tbt.

[misericordiah]

@efloresce asked: "will this really bring us closer to our dreams?" first time criminal hana ayo

the very first time he spilled blood is a memory nearly forgotten. but it is hard not to recall the thrill he'd gotten then. the adrenaline, the fear, the doubt, the relief that followed. a whirl of emotions and feelings-- addicting, if you're not careful. if you don't have a reason to do it. ( he's already there, and he knows it. ) but there is a purpose in every move, every motion. because god's ideal is his own.

" of course it will. " magenta gaze narrows... slightly. watching her for a moment, for doubt. so he can act upon it. this is always how it starts; grasping any weakness, and luring it out. leaving no room for anything but blind devotion to one shared desire. it has worked before, and it'll work again. with hana it is easier, as she has goaded herself into believing him a savior. and not a beast born of coincidence. had her family not stood in his way- they'd of never met. conveniently, her tragedy has given him a loyal hand. someone who will never really question him.

his tone as he speaks is... pleasant, soft. a sharp contrast to the carnage that lay at their feet. already the crime scene has been tampered with; false evidence that's been thoughtfully planted. " not doubting me already, are you? " a small tilt of his head. fixated on her, his expression unreadable.

" we act however we must, hana. " a hum, as he steps over a body, to slip something in another's coat pocket. " violence, begets violence. and mankind does not listen to anything else. ...so? here we are. just trust me. "

unprompted

[lilac-melody]

You know ever since Vol 7 got uploaded I was thinking about Hanae as a character. I find his lack of self confidence to be...well, really telling. Yet, when it comes to other people (Mei) he'll step up and defend them.

Putting manga spoilers just in case

This is a good example. When he got cornered, he didn't say a word. He was just gonna let it happen.

However when he was on a "date" with Mei...

Despite being visibly shaken and terrified, he stands up for her. (Not aware they weren't allowed to actually do anything to her). He wanted to protect her and keep her safe.

And he does this as Hana too with Shuumei.

and she tells Mei This...

This isn't simply a desire to protect, like Shuumei and others. Hanae doesn't protect people just because, nor can he hold his own.

He cares about other people- about Mei/Shuumei, moreso than himself, shown as he's willing to let himself get hurt so that (s)he's safe.

It's moreso a lack of self preservation rather than boldly defending/protecting someone.

[idolsummons]

'Just because I, like, study dark magic and enjoy summoning demons and things doesn't make me evil or, like, morally dubious or whatever. '...sometimes it feels like I'm not allowed to have any hobbies outside my career.'

[idolpyre]

it's missing na minjun hours up in this bitch rn !!

[moon-soo-ah]

[dcwnrisen-aa]

❛ you aren’t unlovable . there are so many things to love about you ! ❜ // hana & lucien !

even if lucien didn't really believe that in this moment, nothing could have stopped the wagging of his tail, it belied the elation at hana's words. and truly, how could he not believe hana ? his words were sincere, his smile too bright. lucien sniffed before shuffling closer, fingers fisting in the fabric of hana's shirt, nuzzling into his cheek. its nice, having someone care for him, who spoke positivity into him whenever his thoughts took over. like an anchor, one who was always there to help him from the tide. he can't speak, but he doesn't move from hana's side for the rest of the day, never straying far.

[nightiingaled]

💎 (HanaMiyo)

MOODBOARDS R US | accepting

Hana-Miyo & Their Hero Agency

[efloarchive]

friendly reminder that hana hates authority figures 😌🙏✨

[suncares]

giggles innocently @moonscare & i are so cute

[elfblcd]

He thought hard on Caedes's words. No point in getting into the details of what he could see - the fact that he travelled with a dragonborn, though not the look in his eyes nor the scars which marred their scales - as that would usually just raise more questions which were as annoying to deal with the first time as they are the hundredth time; well, it's really more an advanced processing of sound which turns what I hear into a kind of visual experience and yes, I still very much am blind, for I cannot, nor have I ever been able to, see in the way people with the sense have described it countless of times. At that point, the script for both sides was basically memorised. And some time after Caedes finished speaking, Rynn finally took his turn. 'Well,' he began, 'fuck them.' An expletive which would perhaps sound odd coming from one whose tone was not dissimilar from one a nobleman might carry. 'People like that won't usually let up. Even if they let you go on your way, they'd probably treat the next person they didn't like the look of - because they were frightening, or they just didn't adhere to their own views - the same way. Who's to say the next person wouldn't be a woman or a child?' Rynn subconsciously gripped the edge of the ledge upon which he sat. 'You probably did the right thing.'

"It seems I existed where I was not supposed to." Caedes wrinkled his nose. The smell of blood didn't bother them much, but the discomfort of the nosebleed was very much irritating. It was more the sensation than the pain; but it seemed too minor to waste a potion on. "I am not the most... charismatic individual," Caedes said, with a soft sigh, "And unfortunately, although I am aware you cannot tell, I am very frightening to look at. A tall, broad dragonborn, broken and scarred; there's a reason many choose to flee or to fight rather than bare to talk with me."

[ctchrysler1]

some Hana crops for tbt ☀️❄️🍁

[seirsvelgr]

By the stones, Rennac wasn’t going to let the Hoshidan Lobsters win. He had plans for that medallion after this event, as beaten as it was. The medallion was his, rightfully swiped and within his possession before that old man had made a big deal with it! Possessed by his spite, the knight lingers ‘round the edge of the rink. He whistles, unsuspecting, and waits for a player to near. He cares little for their allegiance as he kicks down a barrel of oil, strategically placed at the edge of the rink, and lets its inky substance ooze onto the ice.

He wasn’t going to let Lord Ryoma have this. Not if he could sway the game with underhanded tactics. The knight turns away as he hears someone’s skates skid, caring little to see who had gotten caught in his antics. Whoever the poor victim was… Surely, they could walk it off.

Goddess forbid this man be anything of an even slightly decent coach, much less supervisor.

A question. That was all she had wanted to ask— and she was certainly not about to skate over to the opposite end of the rink, although Professor Ryoma seemed a far better choice than Rennac. But of course, as the question had alluded to the strategy they were to employ in the next round of the match, she had no choice but to see the team coach himself. Edelgard catches sight of the man by the side of the rink, lingering most inconspicuously. It seemed he was hardly aware of how cartoonishly suspicious he appeared. She inhales, and her chest falls much slower than it had risen. It’s apparent, that there was no way through this, but through.

“Sir Rennac,” she starts, skating across the rink towards him, “I was wondering about—“

Within seconds of her entering the vicinity of the man does he fell a barrel of oil with an unhesitating kick, spilling its contents across the ice. Her question regarding strategy had been answered— but at what cost? Edelgard cannot stop her glide now. Not only had he completely disregarded her presence, but he’d also entirely neglected the fact that she was playing for his team! What incorrigible lack of common sense, chicken-brained, mindless display of a great intellectual deficiency had he decided to showcase? He was no better than that rodent that had made off with the medallion earlier in the game. In fact, she would say it made for quite the fitting comparison. If not for the certain safety hazard she was inevitably skidding into, she would give him more than plenty of an earful.

But that can wait. “UE—!”

roll d10 = 7 !

Gloved hands reach out for purchase; anything to stop her from ending up entirely sprawled within the mess of oil were welcome to the desperate grasp of her hands. She grimaces, preparing herself for collision— before her strained digits catch hold of fabric. Without a second thought, Edelgard stumbles forward, eager to stabilize— within her desperation, however, it had failed to occur to her that what she had latched onto had been another person. And an opponent, at that. Her gloves feel sticky. She holds on anyways; proper apologies would come after.

@sheerloyalty !

[idolsummons]

And now, for the star of the show~! ✨

(outfit)

[moon-soo-ah]

[zorkaya-moved]

𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘢, 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 - 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨.

only @hazakura can reblog ! 

[nightiingaled]

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❨1209❩ ❛ It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight. ❜