#hanabari

[warbeast]

*pokes him!!*

who IS this woman &&. WHY has she TOUCHED HIM.

[mienakyohaku-blog]

—  ❝ Hisame, Hiro, please don’t kill each others’ dates. I don’t want          Lord Ryouma OR Oboro’s wrath, please ... ❞

[shir0uji-blog1]

dear shiro—— i am sorry for trying to kill you. additionally, i am sorry for causing your multiple fathers (and uncle!) to chase you down and emotionally traumatize you. also, if you squish our names together, it still spells your name. or my name, depending on which of us is first.

My life’s a lie, my life’s a lie, my life’s a-Or we can write it ShiHiro. But, still-

My life’s a lie, my life’s a lie, my life’s a-

[raimented-blog]

What does Hatsuyuki want to do later in his life?

↳ ♕ character development ◇ ALWAYS ACCEPTING.

Hatsuyuki generally plans on living a particularly simple life!

After the war (let’s default Revelations here), Hatsuyuki follows his mother’s footsteps in every way possible — that includes finally properly knowing how to sew. He also makes sure to stick by Kiragi during formal royal meetups, living by his vow to serve him loosely like they had mutually agreed during the war. Like his mother, he followers her into helping her recover her parent’s old tailor shop — as well as creates all of Kiragi’s clothes, too.

That’s primarily what he wants. Living a life serving Kiragi and making clothes is generally what his goal is — just … finally being true to himself. Being in a married relationship isn’t exactly what is on his mind for the future, as it’s hard for him to think of someone who would be willing to spend the rest of their lives with him.

However, it doesn’t meant he’s not interested in having a family. The idea is nice, but is more of that extra sugar on top of a mochi — it’ll add flavor to his life, but is not exactly desirable or needed until he gets a bit older. ( LMAO tbh he gets so lonely once his parents die so its probably best if he diD- )

[nakanaai]

hanabari

………which one

[bornxsteward-moved-blog]

"I'm scared of the dark..."

Sleepy Time||Accepting

He was only finishing up cleaning for the night, but he ran into Hiro before he was able to put the broom away. She looked quite shaken, bringing a look of concern from the usual apathetic healer. Upon asking what was wrong, he held the urge to roll his eyes at such a childish fear, but instead presented her with a reassuring smile. At least the issue would be easy to fix.

“I’ll go fetch a candle. Would you rather come with me?” He’d prefer to keep her company, especially at a time like this.

@hanabari

[raiitension-archive-blog]

hanabari replied to your post 

MOM I LOVE YOU      PLEASE DON’T KICK HISTORY’S ASS

      ❝ I love you, too, Hiro. ❞ But there are things she must to for this family. 

[nullisms-blog]

a little ✎! only if you don't mind! c':

MEME - ( Accepting )

send me a “✎” and ill draw your muse

[gaileon]

↪ { continued from ask. | @hanabari }

—  Ah, so that's what it was. He had gotten into a habit of tuning people out for the most part, figuring most talk around these parts were confined between certain groups or by business affairs. Retainers talking to other retainers and lieges out of duty, children mingling with one another from common experiences-- nothing that really required the attention of a mercenary, he was certain. The mixture of two nations created an overwhelming amount of faces to learn and memorize, and where he had given up, this samurai was even reaching out to him. He could not help but respect that, and an amused laugh danced on his tongue as he answered.

    ❝ Albyne. You're one of the Hoshidan retainers' children, aren't you?        I think I've seen you practicing your swordsmanship from time to        time. ❞

[banglagolpo]

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[mienakyohaku-blog]

She's really excited to see her dad!!

—  Aaaaaand Hiro’s hair gets a light attack from Hinata’s hand of all mighty ruffling too, his chuckling as airy and jubilant as can be.

    ❝ Hiro ! How’ve you been, baby girl? You’re as pretty as I       remember you were the first day your mother and I saw       you, haha ! Has Hisame been treating you alright? ❞

[shir0uji-blog1]

"Hey, Shiro! Since it's Valentine's Day and all, I thought'd it be nice to cook a chicken for you! I hope it suits your taste..."

“Chicken! You know how to win my heart, Hiro!! I’m sure it’s delicious, thanks so much!”And indeed it was, if the way he was stuffing his face with it was any proof.“You wanna eat together?? It’d be a shame for you not to taste it too!”

[raimented-blog]

♥ —— @hanabari

What was love?

Was it a conversation? Was it an experience? Was it a feeling? Or was it all three of those things — all into something unexplainable? For Hatsuyuki, that is how he felt — there was a difference between the love he was used to feeling, and the love he felt for Hiro. ( What kind of love was this — ? ) It couldn’t be a crush, he thought to himself — no, that was silly. Perhaps he just felt a brother-like connection to her.

It started like that, at least. And then everything came softly landing down, peacefully, but tragically.

Things that only seemed to be of a friendly degree of her — piggie back rides and ruffles of the hair and spins around in dresses his mother had made — that started off as the norm. And then everything began to start meaning more — feeling more. It was not just a piggie back ride — it was a connection. It wasn’t just a ruffle of the hair, it was an affection. It wasn’t just a spin in a dress — it was beauty.

She was beauty.

He knew everything he claimed this way was cliche. It’s not like he didn’t know this — perhaps he was only over-romanticizing his feelings. But something inside him was aching — craving for his fantasies and the swimming emotions to be true. Something inside him wanted him to say — yes, I’m in love. Perhaps it was just his hollow and his lack of experience and excitement into something like this — he heard being in love hurt.

But it also felt amazing. Maybe that was how he was feeling right now.

What am I even doing... he thought to himself, as he was wrapping the piece of jewelry — a pretty little delicate sakura blossom, just a necklace, nothing too big — made by himself. Perhaps it would all heed useless in the future — but Hatsuyuki shrugged at the thought. He would not know until he attempted. With a smile and proud of his work, he kept such a strong mindset until the day — Valentine’s Day.

What a curious holiday. But it also felt amazing, to be doing something.

     “ Hiro, ” His voice is a bit shaky as he says her name, but that’s only because his excitement is in tune with his nerves — he can’t help but tint a bit as he holds the present out to the samurai, a smile that’s not smug — no, it’s dorky — plastered on his face. “ I made you this, for the holiday. I ... hope you like it. ”

[nakanaai]

⚜️!!!!!

➽┇ OH BOY! PRETTY THINGS! :: SELECTIVELY ACCEPTING!

hope this is fine!!

[sisterhccd-a-blog]

"Good afternoon to you Soleil, and Happy Valentine's Day!" A lovely gift lay wrapped behind her back, hopefully to her liking. It was a bracelet, with charms that she hoped Soleil would enjoy. At the end of her exclamation, she held out her gift, cupped in two hands. "I hope you like it! I was thinking it might suit you."

“Wow.... it’s very cute.” She took the offered bracelet and put it on right away. “You certainly didn’t have to get me this, but it’s lovely. Thanks!”

[dedicatedsamurai-blog]

↹! >:3c

“Hiro!” The woman shouted, rushing to eliminate the enemy that had injured her daughter. After they had been dealt with, concerned eyes turned to face Hiro, now injured. 

“What made you think that was a good idea?” It wasn’t yelling, but soft concern as Hana tried to figure out why her daughter thought she couldn’t take the blow.