#senkō

[kylievershion]

@alter-ego-cole

Love this beast.. the clown

[shooks-stupid-stuff]

What does Ino do in her free time?

What a good question, what does Ino do in her free time-

She's kinda just on that post-college-work-grind at the minute, so she probably doesn't have any hobbies of her own, but she's definitely the type to go hang out with friends a lot and pick up stuff from them (for example, she's definitely way better than Kecho or Dose at fighting games even though she only ever plays them when she's hanging out with them). She also regularly watches wrestling, but less because she actually is into it and more because she needs an explanation as to why she has so much merch from hit wrestler Her Mom Who IS Very Famous And She Would Die Of Embarrassment If Anyone Found That Out (rough design concept below bc i like her design a lot and have yet to really share it anywhere)

also i swear the webcomic is still coming, it's next on my list of stuff to work on after the big au character design canvas i'm about halfway done with-

ino mom ino mom

[beautifulinternetwhispers]

[kimsohn]

we all want what we can't have

pairing . prince! jake x knight! gn reader (ft. yuna of itzy) about . 5.4k words, fluff + angst warnings . i wrote this 2 years ago so brace yourself. there's angst but it has a happy ending! jake is a flirt and yuna is gay (cause why not). this is written in a style that is meant to mimic romantic old-fashioned fantasy but i didn't do a very good job of it 😭 as always, terribly sorry in advance for this monstrosity.

synopsis . you thought coming face-to-face with prince jake would be the end of you, but sadly, getting dubbed by him seemed to be the least of your worries. note. this was originally a secret santa fic with a different idol, so sorry if there are name mistakes! this is also a repost from my old account if it seems familiar. i also apparently wrote this at 4am so please excuse the mess that this is. tagging . @stealanity @haerinz

Far, far away, past the weeping willows of the dark forests and the scorching sands of the sunburnt deserts, there laid a small vine opening, covered with twigs and vines, embedded in secrecy. Only those who seek this door could enter, and only those who dared to venture could truly experience the treasure they were meant to seek for.

Here beyond this secret entrance lay the land of Senkō, a land filled with prosperity and enchantment alike. Home to one of the world’s most charming cities, this empire carried an aura of purity that wrapped around and around and encased you tight, never wanting to let go.

And in the center of it lay a prince to match, feasting on the fresh pears from the palace garden and radiating a smile that could rival that of the blazing ball of fire that shone upon him.

 “Master Jake! You shouldn’t be eating those pears; those are for the royal family’s bouquet at the end of the month!”

Jake leaned against the tree, eyeing the half-eaten pear in his hands, before glancing at the short maid who had come to warn him against his irresponsible actions.

And then he grinned.

He watched the maid’s cheeks turn bright red, resembling the rubicund apples in the orchard nearby. Nations far and beyond have acknowledged Prince Jake’s dazzling smile and incredibly handsome aura, and he was well aware of it, using it to his advantage to get out of trouble. Being flattering was simply a pastime for him.

“Are you sure I can’t have a few more pears? I’m sure I can… let you have a bite of this one if you wish.”

The maid turned profusely beet red as if she couldn’t have possibly turned into more of a tomato, and with a quick squeal, she scampered back into the castle, leaving behind a laughing Jake and a half-eaten pear.

“Didn’t know you were the designated castle flirt,” a familiar voice remarked, causing Jake’s eyes to shift to the new subject.

“You seem quite observant, Commander Sunghoon. I wonder if you would like a bite too?”

Jake dangled the pear in front of Sunghoon, commander of the royal army and his best friend, only to be met with mock disgust and a silent scoff.

“Quite humorous aren’t you, Prince Jake? Anyhow, I’ve come to ask for your presence at the induction ceremony for our recruits. Can’t have the nation’s brightest soldiers be dulled by the absence of the ever so coquettish prince, can we?”

Jake, biting the last part of the almost-finished pear, met Sunghoon’s glance with a smile. “Well, what are we waiting for? Lead the way.”

You were quite nervous.

Throughout all the rigorous training you’ve endured for the past two years, you’ve never felt so anxious. Wielding a blade and charging headfirst were tasks that came most naturally to you, but social integration and public speaking were far from your line of expertise. A million uncertainties were running through your mind at the very prospect of failure in being dubbed a soldier, and you hoped you wouldn’t end up being the nation’s royal laughingstock.

What if you tripped on stage? What if you accepted the wrong award? What if you—

“Nervous?” you heard a voice murmur next to you, filled with light amusement and tender undertones.

“In your dreams Ni-ki,” you whispered back, not willing to show weakness, although you supposed your best friend knew you better than you knew yourself.

He let out a soft chuckle, well knowing of your dishonesties, and patted your uniform-covered shoulder in a gesture for comfort.

“You’ll be fine Y/N. Besides, everyone tends to get a little weak-hearted while standing next to Prince Jake. If anything goes wrong you can just blame it on him!”

It’s not that simple, you wanted to retort, but you didn’t have the heart to diminish Nishimura’s extra-cheerful attitude today. So, you just dipped your head in respect as a mere thanks, hoping your nerves would settle down and let you breathe.

“Oh, that’s my name! See you on stage Y/N!”

You watched as Ni-ki pranced onto the carpet-covered stage, a smile flitting across your face in pure affection. Eons ago, you both had vowed to become the finest soldiers of the royal guard and here you were today, fulfilling your dreams side by side.

You found your eyes shifting from the now kneeling Nishimura to the man upright in front of him, slender hands repositioning a blade from Ni-ki’s left shoulder to his right, a movement proclaiming your best friend’s newfound royal status.

Prince Jake. The man of everyone’s dreams and desires alike. You wished you weren’t prone to his charms, but alas, everyone has their weaknesses. Jake Sim’s smile just happened to be yours.

Having been lost in your contemplations, you hadn’t realized time was nearing your turn until your wandering eyes noticed Ni-ki making his way off the stage.

“And now, let us welcome the highest-ranking recruit of this division, Y/N!”

It felt like a blur walking onto the platform, clad in combat boots and your royal uniform. Despite the loud clapping and the shrill cheering from your comrades, your eyes were trained on the man adorned in regal blue, a man you supposed you’d need to grow accustomed to.

Your breath hitched as he stepped forward to perform your accolade, and you mentally cursed yourself for having the qualities of a fangirl at this very moment. Ni-ki was right; Prince Jake had the vexatious ability to take anyone’s breath away (not that you were complaining).

“I don’t suppose you need this dubbing,” you heard, the faintest whisper of a melody so familiar yet so unique, “for your skills are far more worthy of recognition than my blade.”

Cheeks burning, you turned akin to a beetroot as you bowed your head in respect, heart thumping at the mere delight of such a wonderful man praising yours truly.

“We mustn’t skip formalities, your royal highness,” you whispered back, kneeling on one leg before him, “because even one as skilled as me would enjoy the honor of your unsheathed steel on my shoulders.”

You sensed the lightest grin pass across his face as he performed the rite of passing, and as he helped you stand back up to shake his calloused palm, he leaned in to make the faintest promise.

“One day, I hope I can have the opportunity to duel with you, the ever-so-skilled Y/N, in a match of fencing. After all, you aren’t quite the only one to receive such honor, hmm?”

True to his word, Jake arranged a duel with you. Rather than just wanting to see your form in action, the fight was arranged for a more subtle aim: Jake’s desire to get to know you. Surprisingly, or rather, unsurprisingly, he admitted that he still remembered every detail of your first encounter. He knew it seemed a little obsessive, but then again, all the male characters in books have been victims of the love-at-first-sight syndrome.

Why exactly he found you so fascinating? He didn’t quite have the answer to that himself. Maybe it was the way your confidence was nowhere to be seen despite your highest-ranking title, or the fact that you were still able to utter out cautions about formalities despite looking like you were to go faint any moment. He couldn’t deny that he found you a little cute (just a little). He’d never had a knight fancy him, especially a high-ranking one, but he wasn’t one to carp. The thought of your duality merely aroused his attention, which is why he was so keen on carrying out this match.

Although, Jake’s plans didn’t exactly schedule themselves as he wanted, because when he arrived at the grass training grounds, uniform poised and blade in tow, he was met with the faces of the rest of your peers, eager eyes ready for action.

“Sunghoon, what is the meaning of this?”

“My apologies Jake, for how would the elders take it if the royal prince wanted an individual match with a recruit?”

“Oh, you know I meant no harm—”

“Obviously, however, other people simply don’t have the pleasure of knowing your royal highness as well as I do. I kindly ask you to adjust to the current circumstances and carry this forward as a teaching lesson, rather than a chance to fancy yourself with a new lover.”

Jake paled at Sunghoon’s words, turning to face him with an impeccable glare.

“Don’t be so surprised Jake; I too am capable of noticing wandering eyes. Whether your thoughts start as mere interest or mad infatuation, please be cautious of your actions. Tis the season to be betrothed, after all.”

With the warnings ringing throughout his ears, Jake stepped up to the platform, meeting your curious eyes. Simultaneously, you both bowed, and Jake was taken aback to the formalities you’d mentioned previously before. Today you looked more at ease, and he couldn’t quite figure out what for. Was it because combat came naturally to you? Or perhaps it was the reconnection of you both? Only time would tell.

Although this was an obligatory battle, seemingly for educational and ritual purposes, Jake could sense that you wouldn’t go easy on him. That wasn’t what worried him. Jake also wasn’t the most skilled in hand-to-hand combat, and he knew what the outcome of this event would be. That wasn’t what worried him either.

What worried him was the realization that he was excited to be with you again. He recalled the past few days, tracing through them to find that his mind had often wandered off to the upcoming battle with you. The thought of getting to know how you carried this particular interest of yours, the thought of meeting your gaze again, the thought of merely perceiving you had plagued his mind until this very moment. He felt like a fool, like a little boy eyeing a certain pastry he had craved through the windowsill. Maybe Sunghoon’s wandering eyes were right; maybe he was smitten with you.

He looked up to see you unsheathing your sword, preparing for the beginning. He mimicked your action, the blade unfamiliar and uncomfortable in his hands, designed to flaunt rather than to function. The both of you poised with your arm outstretched, blades crossing and knees bent.

He could tell by the slight grin on your face that you were well aware of the outcome. He wondered if you knew he visited for entirely different reasons than battle, but judging by your expression he knew the answer was quite evident.

He was so distracted by you that he didn’t even realize the start of the duel. He focused to see that you had knocked the heavy blade of out his hand (doing him a favor, really) and as it soared in the sky, you twirled him around and pulled his back flush against your frame, encompassing him in a body lock. Jake couldn’t care less about what you were doing to him. The mere feeling of you sharing contact with him was enough to make his brain go dizzy. And quite surprisingly, he sensed that you were affected too, due to the evident rising heartbeat against his chest.

As the fight commenced and the audience clapped (blasphemy really, Jake hadn’t carried out a single action the entire time), his attention focused on your figure, which was walking off the platform. He noted your slight trembling hands and your heavy breathing, accompanied by the lack of eye contact he had once received before.

Were you nervous? Embarrassed? Or perhaps, blushing? These thoughts haunted Jake as he returned to his chambers, falling into a restless sleep filled with you, you, and only you.

A couple of weeks later, you had the opportunity to tour the extravagant castle. It was a part of your training, in case the palace ever fell under attack and you were required to defend it, however, most of your comrades took it as an opportunity to finally experience a sliver of royalty that they had never had growing up. As most of you came from poor backgrounds, the diamond chandeliers and velvet carpets seemed daunting and awe-striking, and you swore some of your units had hearts in their eyes as they dragged their fingers along the winding corridors of the palace.

You, however, weren’t quite as interested. The sole purpose for your visit was education and you made sure to concern yourself with only that, disregarding most of the accessories and amenities the palace had to offer. You didn’t really focus on most of the extravagant interior (although that was probably the most vital segment in your training) because you knew it was filled with barely-touched rooms designed to complement and boast. All fortresses were built with the sole impression of looking majestic, and the only part you deemed important for your training were the places in which the royal family frequented.

You were told that Jake enjoyed the palace gardens, so you ventured off to exactly there, mentally mapping out particular landmarks that you help you familiarize layout. You could see exactly why he frequented this location; the white rose bushes and worn stone paths resounded a sense of serenity, and you soon forgot about the actual reason you were here, continuing to inhale every petal and feel every path of grass underneath your sole-covered toes.

Somehow you had found your way to the fountain, sitting on the edge and tracing your palm across the clear water drawing ripples. You had laughed when you first found the location because of the angel sitting atop the basin, reminding you exactly of the man behind the reason you had come here.

Jake. It always seemed to steer back to him. After your duel you simply couldn’t stop your brain from wandering off to his presence, the way he moved, his pretty eyelashes, his kissable li—

“Y/N, are you okay?”

You hadn’t realized you were extremely close to falling into the fountain until Jake’s voice resounded, bringing you out of your quite embarrassing daydream. A flush covered your rosy cheeks as you locked gazes with him and nodded, letting him pull you up to your feet and away from the water.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, gripping your shoulders lightly.

Your brain felt dizzy from the direct contact, and your throat dried up as you attempted to speak.

“Training, walking around memorizing—”

“Calm down Y/N, I understand. Please take a seat love, you must’ve had quite the shock from almost falling into that fountain,” he responded, gesturing to a patch of pasture as he pulled you down next to him.

If your brain wasn’t malfunctioning already, it definitely was now. Love. The word floated through your head like dandelion seeds in rough winds, like a kite gone lost. No one had ever called you such an endearing term before, and despite not knowing Jake’s intentions behind it, you still cherished the four letters he had chosen to label you.

You wondered what Jake would say if he knew the reason you almost fell was the fact that you were daydreaming about him. Or perhaps he already knew? You turned to ask him something of the sort, only to meet his preset gaze on you already.

Maybe it was a part of your imagination, but he stared at you as if you held the universe in your arms. If Jake Sim was the sun, he stared at you as if you were an even brighter star speckled somewhere far, far away from his vicinity, yet so, so close. His stare was so warm, so tender that it made you want to shine more brilliantly to keep that expression within his eyes and his heart and never, never ever let go of it.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” you found yourself asking instead, your tense atmosphere dissipating and shifting into something more fond, more affectionate.

“Like what?” he returned, a slight grin on his face indicating he already knew the answer.

“Like you’re in love with me,” you blurted out, the impact of your words hitting you only after you’d recited them.

His gaze shifted, turning into something rawer and more emotional, almost as if you had crossed an unknown boundary and he didn’t know how to react to it. You could feel regret filling your feelings, and maybe he sensed that too because he changed the topic, effectively shutting down any potential outbursts.

“Come on Y/N, let’s get you back to the castle. Your comrades must be worrying about your absence.”

Since then, it had become quite the regular occasion for you to cross paths with the prince in the palace gardens (willingly or unwillingly, you wouldn’t answer). Sometimes you had Ni-ki in tow (only for him to be cast aside anyway), and sometimes you strolled alone, subconsciously keeping an eye out for the man that had somehow bewitched your heavy heart.

You didn’t know when the line blurred between admiration and romance, but you quite simply didn’t care because the Jake Sim had given you his time in return for conversation. He seemed to be enjoying seeing you, talking to you, breathing with you, sitting with you so close that your shoulders almost touched and you could lean over and kiss him. Out of all the pretty humans, he wanted your time, your affection, your words, and your smiles. And you certainly weren’t complaining.

At times you’d find yourselves talking about anything and everything in the world, and at others, you’d fall into silence, bedridden with comfort. His presence grew consolatory to you, an aphrodisiac you’d simply succumbed to throughout the routine of your lifestyle. His figure often occupied your thoughts before you slept, and you’d wake up to the chirping birdcalls in anticipation of your next meeting. Dreaming, you were, as you floated with your feet in the dappled clouds blessed with the warm sunshine that was Jake’s laughter.

Deep within your mind, buried for a later reflection was the hidden notion of restriction, of not being allowed to fall for the charms of his royal highness. A dangerous tightrope you pranced on, shying towards his flirtatious advances and straying away from the acceptance of your feelings. You knew that one day had to come to terms with reality, but that day was not today, not yesterday, not tomorrow. Soon, you presumed, soon enough to infiltrate your worries but not soon enough for you to distance yourself from your growing affections.

One day, when the night sky was particularly clear and the white stars were particularly bright, Jake asked you a simple question.

“Y/N, what happens when you… you want something you can’t have?”

You turned to your side, meeting the heavy, cautious glance of the human next to you. Jake always seemed very grown up to you, perhaps because of his princely duties, but at this very moment, he resembled a childish boy, as if he had broken a vase behind his mother’s back and tried to hide from his consequences.

You couldn’t tell if you enjoyed his cautious vulnerability, but you did have the slightest inkling of the layers hidden underneath his seemingly simple question.

“Well, it’s human nature, your royal highness. I suppose it—”

“No but, what happens?” he prompted, effectively cutting your words off and leaving you wordless.

“Well,” you started after some consideration, trying to phrase your answer quite sensibly, “well then, it’s simple. You bear the consequences. Because Jake, we all want what we can’t have.”

And the look on his face haunted your dreams for many nights.

The royal banquet was an event many anticipated, Jake very well included. Delicacies from far and wide were served upon gold platters (made with numerous ingredients such as the pears Jake was discovered feasting on), and although it served as a chance for royal delegations with countries much like theirs, the entire palace staff was invited. It was an occasion simply to remember, and Jake being excited was a bit of an understatement.

Jake couldn’t deny that a factor of his enthusiasm was your attendance this year. Despite having many acquaintances, the only person Jake typically interacted with at formal events was Sunghoon, and your presence would be a nice contrast to his usual experience.

(And maybe he’d been waiting for a chance to see you outside of your occasional garden getaways, but he’d never admit to it.)

From the moment Jake arrived at the occasion, his eyes were searching for you. Although he knew training kept you for quite a while, his gaze was always focused on the entrance, hesitantly waiting with a chocolate mousse in hand.

“Sunghoon, when do you suppose the knights will arrive?”

“Your Highness, not to be disrespectful but you’ve asked this question thrice already. They will be here soon, I swear.”

“Sorry Sunghoon,” Jake responded, embarrassed but too bashful to care, “as you can see, I’m quite impatient.”

“It is quite obvious, your Highness. Here, why don’t we preoccupy ourselves with conversation? I’m sure our comrades from far and wide will be expectant to speak a few words with you, hmm? It will take your mind off, ahem, a particular other person.”

Conversation was the plan and Jake followed it, mingling with his guests to distract himself. As a prince, Jake was born and raised to frequent polite manners and converse equivalently, but truth be told, his usual acquaintances were young women seeking a way to his heart (and his money). At normal times he wouldn’t be bothered by such minor inconveniences, but today he just couldn’t seem to return the same flirtatious advances.

Maybe it was due to the certain soldier lingering at the tip of his tongue, the corners of his brain. Jake was extremely lucky that he was graced with a good enough appearance that women seemed to be entranced by because, without it, he most likely would’ve received complaints regarding his obvious disinterest towards people who garnered it.

He was able to flutter around casually until his mother pulled him aside, excitedly urging him to direct his attention to his father’s annual oration. Jake was, simply put, perplexed as to why she was so enthusiastic about a simple speech, but he followed his mother’s orders, anticipation bubbling inside his ever-so-faint heart.

He should’ve protected his heart while he could’ve.

“With proud honor, I would like to announce the betrothal of my son, Jake Sim, to the elegant princess of the Shin kingdom, Princess Yuna!”

The only emotion Jake felt was numbness. Despite Sunghoon shaking his shoulder like a madman and a multitude of cheers resounding around him, the only thing that phased Jake was the distant sound of a plate crashing, igniting an unknown fear hidden deep within his heart.

And as clapping echoed around Jake, he whipped around to see broken shards of glass speckled on the floor, and the love of his life running away with the intention of never seeing him again.

In many novels you had read the phrase ‘the heart grows fonder with distance’, but you never assumed it to be true until you started evading the prince.

It had been approximately three weeks since your last meeting (not that you were counting), and you seemed to be facing insanity. Once a narrative that followed romance novels, your tale now diverged into that of heartbreak and sorrow, betrayed by the person whom you were most bewitched by.

No books in your library explicated how to heal a torn heart, so you confided in the most trustworthy source you knew: Nishimura Riki.

“See Y/N, this is why you should never trust a man.”

“But Ni-ki you—”

“I’m the exception.”

Was your best friend the most suitable option for comfort? Mayhaps not, but he tried to the best of his abilities, and you appreciated his efforts.

Three consecutive knocks startled the both of you and before you could even stand upright, Ni-ki had opened the door, coming face to face with the royal commander. The both of you bowed to your superior, who merely waved the formalities off and requested an audience for a short while.

“Knight Y/N, I request you see the prince immediately as—”

“With all due respect Sir Sunghoon, I have no desire of interacting with his royal highness ever again.”

“Y/N—”

“My decision is final.”

With a dejected expression and a heavy heart, Sunghoon left the building, leaving you with a shattered mind and a dull ache in your chest. Today’s interaction had broken the thin wall you had mentally built to separate you and your lover, and you traveled right back to the beginning as if you had just run away from a shattered glass plate and a wedding announcement.

The only word to describe your predicament was reality. You and Jake had spent weeks floating around in the heavens, soaring through the skies like kites let free. Now your feet were grounded, bound in shackles that hauled behind you, growing heavier and heavier with each teardrop.

You suppose there was a way to free yourself, but it wasn’t a solution that would be found yesterday, today, or tomorrow. Once soaring, you were now drowning, ruined in the faint memories of him, him, and only him.

Days passed with monochromasy, and you buried yourself in work with the hopes of distraction. The gardens were a plate untouched, unseen to your naked eye, and instead, you frequented the confines of your bed, once slumbering with dreams about a certain man now only to slumber with cold rivulets gushing down your cheeks instead.

Hatred filled your once curious heart, seeping deep within chambers once filled with pliant affection. You found yourself obsessively irritated at training, lashing out at your colleagues for the simplest of matters and aggressively sparring during practice. As a knight, you well knew that patience was key, but Jake Sim had ignited your murderous streak and cursed you with eyes of red vision, fury the only lens through which you noticed your surroundings.

But most ironically, you hated that you wished him back. Dusk was spent with tear-stained cloths and torn newsletters, every inch of your being reminding you of who you once were. And you hated that while you were suffering, he was enjoying his new fiancé, frequenting ballrooms and relishing lively conversation.

You wanted him gone (and yet you wanted him close). You really did.

“So, Jake, what’s your favorite color?”

Jake hated everything about this setup. Currently, he was spending time with his bride-to-be (his parents had forced him to for a good relationship), and he wouldn’t be lying if he said this was extremely awkward. There was nothing wrong with Yuna per se; in all the right circumstances, Jake would’ve thought her an ideal bride. However, she wasn’t you. She wasn’t the one that he was in love with, the one that flitted through his dreams every night, the one he spent every day thinking of, the one he was smitten with.

“It’s blue. Yours?”

“Mine too!”

They both fell silent. Silence. Whenever the noise diminished between you and Jake, it felt comfortable. It was nice to cherish and he basked in it. But this silence? This silence was awkward, something he wanted to throw off a jagged cliff and never see again.

“You’re in love with someone, aren’t you?” Yuna suddenly asked, chewing on a piece of asparagus.

“What? Of course not. And even if I was, it wouldn’t matter.”

“Jake, I don’t want to spend an eternity with someone that doesn’t love me.”

His heart softened at her words, and he turned to glance up at her calculating gaze as if he was a mathematics theorem she was meant to prove. And Jake despised math.

“But we can’t—”

“We can Jake. If you will for something so badly, the universe will grant your wish. And I can see your desperation, Jake. You’re in love.”

“Stop. Please. Don’t make this harder than it has to be.”

They both fell silent again but this time it seemed tense, conniving. After a few moments of shifting the uneaten steak on his plate, Jake spoke up again.

“I apologize. I shouldn’t have been so impolite,”

“No no, the fault is mine. I intruded into decisions that you should be making, and I just heavily influenced you.”

“If you don’t mind me asking, have you ever been in love with someone Yuna? Do you know what it feels like?”

Yuna stopped playing with the food on her plate, freezing at Jake’s words.

“I have been in love, actually.”

Jake waited silently, noticing Yuna’s shaking hands.

“Love is a fragile thing, Jake. Once shattered, no matter how much you try to put the pieces back together, they won’t ever fit the same. I shattered it, Jake. I shattered my love for her because I wasn’t brave enough to back out of this arrangement.”

With caution, Jake outstretched his arm, silently holding Yuna’s as a sign of comfort. Although he couldn’t see her teardrops, he could hear them.

“Please Jake, please don’t make the same mistake as me.”

He looked up at her, teary-eyed and soulless, urging him on.

And then he ran.

He ran and he ran, as far as his legs could take him and even past the point of that, with only one goal in mind. Time felt supersonic, a blur that he seemed to experience only with the presence of you. Your name was all that echoed in his mind. He didn’t know where you were, or how you were doing, but he knew he had to find you. To tell you how much he loved you, how much he wanted you, how much of a fool he was letting you go. He was an idiot. But he was yours.

Your house was the first place he had visited, opening the door to a slightly angry Nishimura who relaxed once realizing the situation. He didn’t know where you were. He tried the training ground, only to see it empty. The garden, and the banquet hall, all empty. He felt like he was losing his mind, a game of cat and mouse making him a madman.

And then it hit him.

He burst open the doors to the stage, seeing you sitting on top, tracing mindless circles into the polished wood. You looked up at his entrance, your eyes filling with rage and angst as you turned to get up and leave the area.

He hated it. Eyes once filled with love and affection towards him now were violent. He loathed that he was the cause of your misery. And he was going to do everything to fix it.

“Y/N! Y/N please, please don’t leave. Just listen to me for five minutes. That’s all I ask.”

You stilled, your backbone facing him. “And why should I?”

“Because, because I made a mistake. I’ll admit it; I knew that day would come. I knew my fate was predetermined and it was my stupid fault for being a coward to not change it. And yes, I made a mistake in falling for you.”

“Is this what you—”

“But I don’t regret it. Not one bit. Because if loving you was a mistake, then I’d make it over and over again for the rest of my life. If loving you was a mistake, then suddenly I adore mistakes, because loving you was the best thing that could ever happen to me.”

He trudged up the platform, facing your tearful eyes.

“You once told me that we all want what we can’t have. I couldn’t have you Y/N. But I wanted you. I still do, so, so badly.”

He kneeled, handing you the sword he’d dubbed you with the first day you two had met.

“I want to be with you Y/N. No matter how hard it is, I want to try. So will you dub me as a knight for your love?”

He couldn’t tell what you were thinking. With tears streaming down your face and his heart pounding out of his chest, he braced himself for the worst, closing his eyes shut.

Only for you to shakily shift the blade from his shoulder to shoulder, dropping down to your knees and hugging him, crying into his shoulder.

“Knights swear an oath to never do the wrong thing, you idiot,” you speak softly, breathily, and he can feel your small smile against his shoulder. “Then I’ll be an idiot. Your idiot.”

[rayar32]

So, just learned about Another Hibiki through the Kageri Saku Senkō event in XDU and now need to share the depressed Hibiki brainrot (cw for implied self-harm)

Also noticed that Symphogear writers really like making the girls suic*dal huh

Here's some HibiMiku to cleanse the soul after the emotional rollercoaster that was reading through that event

(Still need to read through Lost Song after XV am not ready for even more angst)

[sad-trademark]

NARUTO SHIPPUDEN: Ultimate Ninja STORM 4

Hiraishin: Jikū Shippū Senkō Ren no Dan

[konjaku]

山芹[Yamazeri] Ostericum sieboldii

山[Yama] : Mountain

芹[-zeri|Seri] : Dropwort(Oenanthe javanica)

It grows in forests and grows to about one meter in height. This one was still very small and there were other large flowers in bloom around. But I chose this one because it was in a dark place, only the flowers were bathed in the sunlight and looked as if they were 線香花火[Senkō hanabi](Sparkler.) 線香[Senkō] means incense stick and 花火[Hanabi] means fireworks. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lMtdPmzl-lo

[mortalasworld]

she was not just his tsuguko

Character Profile

Name: Nakamura Hana (中村 花)

Appearance:

-Hair: Long, flowing dark blue hair, often tied into a high ponytail.

-Eyes: Striking shade of violet, reflecting her determination and inner strength.

-Haori: Dark blue haori adorned with silver lightning patterns, symbolizing her connection to the storm.

Breathing Technique: Storm Breathing (嵐の呼吸, Arashi no Kokyū)

-First Form: Thunderclap Strike (雷鳴の一撃, Raimei no Ichigeki) - A swift, powerful strike that mimics the sudden impact of a thunderclap, capable of stunning and disorienting the enemy.

-Second Form: Gale Force Slash (烈風の斬撃, Reppū no Zangeki) - A rapid, sweeping attack that generates a powerful gust of wind, pushing back enemies and creating space.

-Third Form: Lightning Flash (閃光の閃撃, Senkō no Sengeki) - A blindingly fast strike that leaves afterimages, making it difficult for the enemy to predict Hana's movements.

-Fourth Form: Tempest Fury (嵐の怒り, Arashi no Ikari) - A series of relentless, powerful strikes that mimic the chaotic and destructive nature of a storm.

-Fifth Form: Storm's Embrace (嵐の抱擁, Arashi no Hōyō) - A defensive technique that creates a barrier of swirling wind and lightning, protecting Hana from incoming attacks.

-Sixth Form: Cyclone Dance (旋風の舞, Senpū no Mai) - A graceful, flowing series of attacks that combine speed and power, overwhelming the enemy with a barrage of strikes.

-Seventh Form: Thunderstorm Finale (雷雨の終焉, Raiu no Shūen) - The ultimate form of Storm Breathing, where Hana channels the full power of a storm into a devastating, all-encompassing attack.

-Eighth Form: Storm's Requiem (嵐の鎮魂歌, Arashi no Chinkonka) - A powerful, sweeping attack that combines wind and lightning to create a devastating, wide-range strike.

-Ninth Form: Tempest's Wrath (嵐の怒り, Arashi no Ikari) - A relentless barrage of strikes that mimic the chaotic and destructive nature of a storm, overwhelming the enemy with sheer force.

-Tenth Form: Eye of the Storm (嵐の目, Arashi no Me) - A defensive technique that creates a calm center amidst the chaos, allowing Hana to regain her composure and plan her next move.

Personality:

Hana is fiercely loyal and dedicated, both to her training and to Obanai. She is calm and composed in battle, with a sharp mind and quick reflexes. Despite her serious demeanor, she has a gentle and caring side, especially towards Obanai, whom she admires deeply. Her determination to prove herself often leads her to push beyond her limits.

Background:

Hana was orphaned at a young age when her family was killed by demons. She was found and taken in by the Demon Slayer Corps, where she quickly showed promise. Recognizing her potential, Obanai Iguro took her under his wing as his tsuguko. Over time, their relationship grew from mentor and student to something deeper, with both developing strong feelings for each other.

Relationships:

Best Friends:

-Tengen Uzui: Tengen, with his flamboyant personality and unwavering confidence, brings a vibrant energy to Hana's life. Despite their contrasting natures, they share a deep bond of trust and camaraderie. Tengen often encourages Hana to embrace her strengths and not shy away from her potential.

-Shinobu Kocho: Shinobu’s calm and nurturing demeanor complements Hana’s serious nature. As a fellow female Demon Slayer, Shinobu provides Hana with guidance and support, helping her navigate the challenges of their dangerous world. Their friendship is built on mutual respect and understanding.

Love Interest:

-Obanai Iguro: Obanai is not only Hana's mentor but also the person she holds closest to her heart. Their relationship, built on a foundation of trust and shared experiences, has blossomed into a deep and abiding love. Obanai's protective nature and Hana's unwavering loyalty create a powerful bond between them.

KNY character Masterlist

I have a lot of different routes prepared for them

[mafia-onimusha]

Tsukiyomi.

Raijin.

These are the deities of the repective clans.

Kurai Clan.

Senkō Clan.

These are the families that revere these deities.

Gifted are they,

The Kurai in Shadow,

The Senkō in Lightning.

Both live in harmony as one family.

An offspring is born,

Born of both Lightning and Shadow.

A man, no, a monster, came.

In one night, both Senkō and Kurai are extinguished. Their home burned to ash.

Only one remained, decieved by the monster, proclaiming to be their guardian.

[gonagaiworld]

Il nuovo video dell'anime Shinkalion Change the World svela la sigla dei GReeeeN e il debutto il 7 aprile Il secondo video promozionale principale mostra in anteprima la canzone "Senkō Hayabusa". Info:--> https://www.gonagaiworld.com/il-nuovo-video-dellanime-shinkalion-change-the-world-svela-la-sigla-dei-greeeen-e-il-debutto-il-7-aprile/?feed_id=437090&_unique_id=65e968db62f57 #Shinkalion #ShinkalionChangetheWorld #TakaraTomy #シンカリオンCW

[lowcountry-gothic]

Senkō-ji Temple, by Yoichi Nishikawa.

[kylievershion]

Ultra Lab Escapees

First of all: The Ultra Lab is a fan-made place in Ultra Space. It is made by a Necrozma for creating pokemon and performing terrible experiments on them….but these 12 have successfully escaped.

Note!!! This is fan-made and NOT canon in Alola! Also, I will be using Japanese names.

Also, Pokemon do not belong to me. It belongs to Game Freak.

Electvire- (He/Him) A Xurkitree. He is kind of a weirdo. He is kind of insecure and changes his attitude depending on the mood. But he can be normal at times. Actually, rarely.

Senkō- (He/Him) A Blacephalon. He is very happy-go-lucky and kind of is an idiot. Actually, "kind of" is an understatement. He loves playing pranks on others and is quick to run into things. He is also deathly afraid of the dark. He barely thinks.....he also uses the move "Mind Blown" too much

Buzz - (He/Him) A Buzzwole. He can be really rude at times. He has a very bad attitude. He is very smart-mouthed at times as well. He can lash out at people randomly....when he gets mad he says really harsh things. Wait, why am I being negative? Although he can be mean he doesn't mean it most of the time. He can be nice once you get to know him.

Setchi - (He/Him) A Kartana. (Also hates being called "Kartana") He doesn't really have fun and is very distant a lot. He's not rude but he just has huge trust issues because of what happened in the Ultra Lab. He is SUPER claustrophobic and when he panics he attacks.

Altair - (He/Him) A Tapu Koko. He is quick to anger but sometimes forgets why he's angry. He tries to get Seichō to be energetic but fails a lot. He is also quick to rush into things and is a bit sensitive. He and Setchi don't really get along...

Seichō - (He/Him) A Tapu Bulu. He is kind of lazy, He sometimes will only speak when spoken too He also has a BIG attitude. He is very bold and rude a lot...But he can be nice at times. Is not a BULLY but just says rude stuff.

Dokubari (Doku for short) (She/Her) - A Poipole. She loves to paint and art and crafts. She likes making friends and wants to befriend everyone she meets. She is very silly and likes to prank everyone but sometimes her pranks can be harmful to others. She loves her older brother Uruloki.

Uruloki - (He/Him) A Naganadel. He is no-nonsense and is very very serious about a quest that they are secretly on. He loves his younger sister Dokubari but hates her pranks and when she sprays liquid on him. He can be bold and rude at times.

Kōsoku - (He/Him) A Regieleki. He LOVES running and is very annoying. He is very hyperactive. When his eyes glow he can run faster. When he's not running he's hanging out with/annoying Kinzoku; Needed help to stop Kinzoku from killing him.

Kinzoku - (He/Him) A Registeel. He is very quiet but when he's mad he goes VERY crazy. When his eyes glow red he gets more powerful than before. He also gets annoyed easily. He once had an outburst and Electvire, Senkō, and Setchi had to stop him from killing Kōsoku.

Luna - (She/They) A Lunala. She knows the most about the Ultra Lab and is very smart. But she can be VERY violent at times.

Daitan- (She/Her) A Regidrago. She's Kōsoku and Kinzoku's brother. She's pretty aloof and doesn't like to be bothered. She gets annoyed/irritated with others easily and has anger issues.

[mypotsotoso]

事前先行

"事前" (jizen)

means "in advance" or "prior to" an event or action. It refers to something that happens or is done before the main event or action takes place. For example:

事前の打ち合わせが大切です。(Jizen no uchiai ga daijidesu.) - The prior meeting is important.

事前に準備をしておくことをおすすめします。(Jizen ni junbi o shite oku koto o osusume shimasu.) - I recommend preparing in advance.

"先行" (senkō)

means "to precede" or "to go first." It refers to something that happens or is done before something else. The focus is more on the relative timing or order of events. For example:

新商品の先行発売を行います。(Shin-shōhin no senkō hassai o okonaimasu.) - We will have an early release of the new product.

先行研究では問題点が指摘されています。(Senkō kenkyū de wa mondaiten ga shiteisarete imasu.) - The preceding research has identified some issues.

In summary, "事前" (jizen) emphasizes advance preparation or actions taken before the main event, while "先行" (senkō) focuses on the relative timing or order in which things happen. Both words indicate something occurring before the main event or action, but they have slightly different nuances in their usage.

事前先行

The phrase "事前先行" (jizen senkō) is a combination of the two words you asked about earlier.

The meaning of "事前先行" is:

"Advance/preliminary implementation or execution"

This phrase implies that something is done or put into action before the main event or activity. It suggests a preparatory or initial phase that precedes the main effort.

Some examples of how "事前先行" might be used:

新製品の発売に向けて、事前先行でマーケティング調査を行う。 (Toward the release of the new product, we will conduct a marketing survey in advance/as a preliminary step.)

大規模なシステム改修の前に、事前先行で小規模な試験導入を行う。 (Before the large-scale system overhaul, we will do a preliminary/advance small-scale trial implementation.)

重要プロジェクトの立ち上げに際し、事前先行で関係部署との調整を進めている。 (In launching the important project, we are conducting advance/preliminary coordination with the relevant departments.)

So in essence, "事前先行" indicates an initial, preparatory phase that comes before the main implementation or execution of something. It combines the nuances of "in advance" (事前) and "to precede" (先行).

[etes-secrecy-post]

Hi, before I explain my post, I want to say something important.

• What you see my blog has become a major overhaul. And despite the changes, I decided that my 2nd account will be now my artwork blog with a secret twist.

⚠️NEW RULE! (W/ BIGGER TEXT!)⚠️

⚠️ SO PLEASE DO NOT SHARE MY 2nd ACCOUNT TO EVERYONE! THIS SECRECY BLOG OF MINE IS FOR CLOSES FRIENDS ONLY!⚠️

• AND FOR MY CLOSES FRIENDS, DON’T REBLOG IT. INSTEAD, JUST COPY MY LINK AND PASTE IT ON YOUR TUMBLR POST! JUST BE SURE THE IMAGE WILL BE REMOVED AND THE ONLY LEFT WAS THE TEXT.

⚠️ SHARING LINKS, LIKE POSTS, REBLOG POSTS, STEALING MY SNAPSHOT PHOTOS/RECORDED VIDEOS/ARTWORKS (a.k.a. ART THIEVES) OR PLAGIARIZING FROM UNKNOWN TUMBLR STRANGERS WILL IMMEDIATELY BE BLOCKED, RIGHT AWAY!⚠️

😡 WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT EVER LIKED & REBLOG MY SECRET POST! THIS IS FOR MY SECRET FRIENDS ONLY, NOT YOU! 😡

Okay? Capiche? Make sense? Good, now back to the post…↓

#OnThisDay: Mar 11th, 2017

Title: Cuteness Girl Member - Giggles

It's 👩"Women's month" 🚺, so I need to do something by drawing Giggles 🐿️🎀 joins the "Cuteness Defender Academy".😁 With her sweet custom "Cuteness Mecha Armor" as her debut (from Gundam Build Fighters TRY Island Wars), "Beagguy P". Yeah, she looks good on her. 😄🐿️🤖

Beargguy Giggles P [Pretty] Based on: KUMA-P Beagguy P [CLICK ME! #1] And reference from: Beargguy III Vanilla [CLICK ME! #2].

Armament(s):

Mouth Beam Cannon • A beam cannon that is mounted on her bear mask, it can be fired after the mouth opens.

Pretty Stick • A stick for casting love magic. During combat, it serves as a bashing weapon.

Special Equipment(s) / Feature(s):

Extendable Arm • Beargguy III retains the Acguy and Beargguy's extendable arms for striking down enemy opponent(s).

Hardpoint • By removing the ribbon striker on the back, a hardpoint is revealed which could be used to connect various armaments and equipments.

Ribbon Shuriken • Giggles' custom weapon appear on her forehead. When She's used, the ribbon switches into a form custom of shuriken blade. Swinging hard and it can inflict through opponent(s).

LOVE Striker • A striker pack with wings and an angel's halo. The wings can be used for attitude control when the she is in the air.As her dances in the air with the LOVE Striker, it can use its speed to increase the Pretty Stick's attack power.

Chair Striker • A striker pack in the form of a chair, it is attached to the hardpoint on the Beargguy Giggles P's back and is used to hold the Petit'GGuy.

Petit'GGuy • A small, cute miniature mecha bear carried on the Chair Striker. The Petit'GGuy carried by Beargguy Giggles P is controlled by its own. From the pocket on its stomach, the Petit'GGuy can draw out various items.

Mace • When pulled out of the stomach pocket, it is in the form of an blue popsicle stick, but after some shaking, it begins to glow and transform into a mace that has identical design as the one used by Barbabtos Buster. Unlike the Barbatos' mace, it is golden in color and has thrusters at the back of the mace's head. When the mace's thrusters are activated, they allow the Petit'GGuy to charge forward at a high speed, destroying enemy units in it's path.

Trumpet • When blown by the Petit'GGuy, it fires a stream of destructive, multicolored music notes from its horn. It is not shown if the trumpet is pulled out of the stomach pocket.

Special Attack(s):

Jigen Haoh School Martial Arts • A style of martial arts known as Jigen Haō-Ryū Kempō (次元覇王流拳法 Jigen Haoh School Martial Arts or Dimensional Overlord's Style Martial Arts?).

Senkō Majutsu-Geri (閃光魔術蹴り Flashing Magical Kick?) • A two-part technique. A diving kick, followed by a jumping knee strike.

Giggles - Happy Tree Friends © Mondo Media Custom armor (Gundam Build Fighters TRY Island Wars) - Gundam series © Bandai Namco Filmworks, Inc. (SUNRISE), Sotsu

[raijinkou]

when you go to war as a boy, you have a great illusion of immortality. other people get killed, not you… then, when you are badly wounded the first time, you lose that illusion, and you know it can happen to you

#RAIJINKOU: an independent, canon divergent namikaze minato from masashi kishimoto's naruto, primarily based around the manga and my own headcanons, permanent low activity, written by lumiya ( 26, they / she )

🌀: CARRD / PLAYLIST / PINTEREST

[cerentasci]

NinjaTrader Ichimoku Cloud

The NinjaTrader Ichimoku Cloud is a must-have technical analysis indicator for everyone trading with NinjaTrader 8 - whether one is a pro or a novice.

It was first developed in Japan during the late '60s under the name "IchimokuKinkōHyō", which means "one glance at the equilibrium chart". Dwelling as much as its call, it enables traders to spot support and resistance levels in addition to momentum and trend instructions without difficulty.

At first glance, it might look harder to read than the standard plot; however, after a quick time, maximum users can only move with NinjaTrader eight Ichimoku Cloud.

Even though the Ichimoku Indicator was initially meant for foreign exchange buying and selling, our indicator permits trading with futures and equities.

What To Note

As part of their buying and selling routines, traders spend an extraordinary amount of time on technical evaluation of candlestick charts. NinjaTrader 8 Ichimoku Cloud helps speed the pattern up by visualizing averages into a readable plot that also facilitates forecasting.

Even though the Ichimoku Indicator was initially meant for foreign exchange buying and selling, our indicator permits trading with futures and equities.As a part of their buying and selling routines, traders spend an extraordinary amount of time on technical evaluation of candlestick charts. NinjaTrader Ichimoku Cloud helps speed the pattern up by visualizing averages into a readable plot that also facilitates forecasting.

Let us take a look at some of the basic features of NinjaTrader 8 Ichimoku Cloud:

Provides support & resistance degrees

Offers instruction in the right direction on momentum & trend

Adds plot to candlestick charts

In future, foreign exchange & equities buying and selling

A fitting experience for old customers and also new buyers

Entirely like-minded with NinjaTrader

 

Read more also - How to link charts in NinjaTrader 8 (very useful !!!)

What’s new for the buyers?

On installing the Ichimoku cloud indicator, it will not only show you momentums and trends but will also make the trend directions and changes visible. This makes this software more unique to the traders, who can now study the chart carefully with the highlighted resistance zones.

Sen Tenkan: The Tenkan Sen is translated from Japanese, which means “conversion line”. This purple-coloured line within the Ichimoku Chart is calculated by averaging the sum of the highestandthe lowest prices in the past nine intervals.

Kijun Sen: This is considered the baseline and is calculated similarly to the Tenkan Sen. The only differenceis that it is estimated between the maximum and the minimum costs of the past twenty-six period.

Senko Span - A and B: Senkō Span A is calculated using the familiar Tenkan Sen and Kijun Sen values ​​​​of the past 26 periods. The outcomes of this average are then positioned 26 days beforehand, functioning as a boundary.

For the calculation of Senkō Span B, the highest and lowest cost of the past fifty-two days are averaged and positioned beforehand 26 days as well. It marks the second boundary of the Kumo – the Ichimoku Cloud within the chart.

The new NinjaTrader Ichimoku Cloud has features that can help you trade better. Install it now to enjoy its benefits.

Source - https://annaengerritch.blogspot.com/2022/12/ninjatrader-ichimoku-cloud.html