桜花の夢

an independent roleplay blog for Matou Sakura

[damn-good-food]

Tonkatsu

[magicalrocketships]

I STILL LIKE YOU EVEN WHEN YOU’RE SAD: something that bears repeating. Your intrinsic value as a human isn’t diminished just because you’re depressed. You are worthy of love, even though you feel unloveable. I swear. 

[positivedoodles]

[drawing of a blue cup of coffee saying “You are whole. You are enough. You are everything.” in a light blue speech bubble.]

[wroughtironhero]

Renewed Fortune

     The small chime of the bells in the house’s interior indicate she’s passed through the new bounded field.  It’s the signal we’ve been waiting for.  I quickly flip off the lights of the family room as we all take out places.  The familiar shutter of the door opening and shutting is followed by a worried greeting apologizing for being late.  Her steps are quick and rehearsed until her sight comprehends the alien darkness before her, halting her advance.

     Before any possible terror, the lights flicker back to life as five figures step into place beside the table topped with a freshly baked cake.

     “Surprise!”  A cacophony of different voices yell to greet the woman of the hour.

     Fuji-Nee is practically bounding off the walls with excitement now that she can stop hiding.  Issei smiles quietly and nods as he returns to his tea, while Mitsuzuri-san gives her a broad grin with a wink.  Tohsaka and I flank the sides of the doorway to welcome her in.  I offer my underclassmen my best smile as I speak.

     “Welcome home, Sakura.  Happy Birthday.”

[spiritblossoms]

Sakura had had a suspicion Something was Up since the day earlier this week that she’d seen Neesan talking with Ryuudou-senpai. Seriously, even. The surprisingly clean genkan was another. So when the lights when on in the darkened living room and everyone shouted “Surprise!”, she wasn’t too startled. Not unpleasantly so, anyway. It was a small gathering, not much larger than their usual dinner nights, but it was nice to be able to see Mitsuzuri-senpai and Ryuudou-senpai outside of school. And the cake looked exquisite. Senpai’s work, she was sure—although perhaps Neesan had helped out? The idea made her smile. “You really shouldn’t have,” she told the room at large, “but…thank you.” Sakura smiled brightly at her sister and her senpai, and softly added, “For everything.”

[primordialancient]

FALLS THE SHADOW . a Heaven’s Feel fanmix for Matou Sakura | [listen]

overture . …Like Clockwork • Queens of the Stone Age

Ruby Red • Heather Nova | Comfort You • Eskimo Joe | Can’t Pretend • Tom Odell | No One’s Here to Sleep • Naughty Boy feat. Bastille | Half Jack • Dresden Dolls | Forty-Six & 2 • Tool | Black Eyes • Radical Face | Yellow Flicker Beat • Lorde | Not That Big • Temposhark feat. Imogen Heap | Metamorphosis Two • Philip Glass

bonus [Emiya Shirou] . I Appear Missing • Queens of the Stone Age

coda . Reprise • Eskimo Joe

[thesunshinegirls]

“So apparently there’s going to be a star wars influenced event? Isn’t that the thing that goes where no one else has gone or something like that? I think some of the boys at school like it.”

[spiritblossoms]

“I thought it was the one with the light swords, but maybe they’re the same one?”

[nixreginam-blog]

i will always have nightmares of that day. no matter how much time has passed, i will always remember. the nightmares will never allow me to forget. i will never allow myself to forget.

(via

nixreginam

)

[wordsthat-speak]

So if you knew, with indisputable certainty, that love was never going to be yours, how would you live your life differently? What about your daily routine would you alter? What about your long-term plans? Your first inclination may be to say “Nothing.” After all, you’re a smart person. You have plans that don’t involve someone else’s influence. We all do. But ponder it a few moments more. Because here’s what we don’t want to admit about love: it is a crutch that we use all the time. The idea that someday somebody will love all our flaws is a subtle excuse not to work on them. The principle of two halves making a whole restrains us from becoming our own better half. We want someone to swoop in during our darkest hour and save us, but what if we knew they never would? We’d have to start doing everything differently.

Read This If You’re Worried That You’ll Never Find ‘The One’

(Heidi Priebe)

[wroughtironhero]

Boiling Up

     Dice the chives to a half centimeter with an acceptable margin of error.  Five minutes until the water is at a simmer.  Crack the egg at the exact midpoint of the shell and apply pressure to split.  Peal the potatoes and press.

     I’m a man of simple tastes.  The fact I’m a magic ghost sword man is more tangential than I let on.  I like a well forged sword.  I like a well prepared meal.  Most of all, I like a woman who knows how to handle both.

     Saber and my father sit awkwardly at the dinner table, avoiding conversation while drinking from the same tea pot.  The kid was nice enough to explain to me at the last possible second that he and Rin needed to stay overnight at the Tohsaka manor to look into a matter concerning that Phantasm that has summoned so many of us here.  As such, the duty of feeding the many occupants the Emiya residence has fallen to me, a task I welcome, whether I’d admit it to anyone or not.

     Now, that’s more than enough monologuing on my part.  I have some eggs to poach.

      But before I can pull the brittle brown shell from the carton, my ears pick up on a quiet gasp of surprise from behind me.  Spinning on my heel, I find a violet haired girl shocked to find a stranger has infiltrated a place most sacred to her.

     “Sakura?”

     Well, this might require some explaining.

[spiritblossoms]

“Ojamashimasu!” Sakura called out, trading her shoes for slippers in the genkan. It… looked like Senpai and Neesan were both out, actually, which meant she’d get to make dinner tonight. She smiled to herself as she went down the hall; she’d been worried that, with how late archery club practice had run, they would have started without her.

Entering the living room, she politely greeted Saber-san and Emiya-san, each of whom avoided acknowledging the other as they responded. She sighed inwardly; it was obvious that the friction between the two of them troubled Senpai, but even if it had been her place to intervene, she hadn’t the faintest idea how she’d go about it.

Sakura set those thoughts aside as she approached the kitchen, retrieving her apron as she went, but she was unprepared for what she saw there. “Oh!”

Neesan’s Servant—the Archer who had been Neesan’s Servant—stood at the counter, which was covered in various ingredients. It was a sight at once both utterly surreal—as if a Servant had any business cooking, in Senpai’s kitchen, no less!—and somehow completely natural. He was clearly at ease there… and she wasn’t sure how to feel about it.

“Um… where are Senpai and Neesan?” she asked, her voice a little sharper than she’d intended it to be.

[wnq-anonymous]

I’m stronger because I had to be. I’m smarter because of my mistakes. I’m happier because I’ve overcome the sadness I have known and I’m wiser because I’ve learned from my life.

Unknown  (via wordsnquotes)

[positivedoodles]

[lesbyterianchurch]

Not every day has to “count.” Some days, your purpose is to make it to the next one. That counts too.

[housewifesecrets]

Dominance isn’t shouts and demands, it’s a hand at the small of your back and whispered words that make your head spin.

(via tech013)

[black-quadrant]

accept that not everyone is going to appreciate you.  accept that your personality won’t mesh with everyone.  accept that you are not defined by someone else’s opinion of you.  accept yourself for your strengths and weaknesses.  please just accept you and not anyone else’s idea of you.

[spiritblossoms]

“A strange woman came by asking for tsukimi dango today.”

“I wasn’t sure we’d have enough for everyone, so I sent her away, but… She certainly was something else.”

[bunnypets]

[spiritblossoms]

verticalfood:

Bakery Style Chocolate Chunk Toffee Cookies

[spiritblossoms]

“I really, really don’t need an indecent blog like that following me!”