#hakugafue

[oborozukiyuki-blog]

@peachmemoirs @hakugafue @anjiiriku

"For our name, perhaps it can be something nice, like Smile or Sweet?" He taps his chin, thinking.

Both are short and easy to remember, but in terms of style... Is it too cute? Not cool at all? Lacks character? He decided not to dwell on it. He is still young and simple after all. 

"What do you think? Momo no Sei, Hiromasa-sama... And...?", he tilts his head, and looks at the tanned girl with a questioning look.

[cyfre]

@hakugafue

“Maybe instead of staring you could help a girl out.” She wasn’t stuck per se -- her pride would not let her say so, even though her clothes had entangled themselves on the fence she was attempting to jump in order to break into another abandoned building. Sypha had to take note on not using such long sweaters the next time. 

[wiitchoftime]

@hakugafue || SC

      boy do you love messing with people -- you could be easily making friends but somehow the idea of just disrupting someone’s day sounds more enticing to your broken thinkpan. so you float up to the nearest person and flash a big, unassuming happy smile.

DAMARA: CONGRATULATIONS. DAMARA: YOU ARE WINNER.

[yopparaioni]

#hiro's just lookin for some youkai & heian friends who actually RESPECT HIM

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ha. haha. HAHAHA.

Want in one hand and shit in the other, see which one comes first. 

[ferroics]

@hakugafue

“Whoa, so cool...” Shirou Emiya wanted to be a hero more than anything else, and some could even say he was a fanboy of heroes. In the future, his rampant fanboyism would result in him knowing most of the myths of the heroes he faced as the counterguardian spirit archer emiya. At the moment though, he was still a bit clueless and immature. 

He looked at the colorful person in front of him, their long ponytail, and tilted his head a little bit. He had stopped in the middle of the conbini to do so, forgetting about the food he was shoping for. The other person probably did not appreciate being stared at, but Shirou lakced the tact to pick up on that social cue. 

“I don’t recognize you at all. Are you a hero? What era are you from? Were you summoned as a servant?” Oh, the other had such an aura about them that he mistook them for one of the summoned heroes of his world, like Archer, Cu Culhainn, Arturia, now that he thought about it the people being summoned to this city from legendary stories in the past, it was a bit like the holy grail. It seemed he could never escape that kind of story. 

[aneerietale]

Hiding out inside an abandoned building does not make for a coward. Being outnumbered and forced to retreat does not mean he’s incapable of holding his own against the enemy. Sustaining damage and bleeding out does not mean he’s weak. Nikkari Aoe is simply over worked, under fed, and most of all tired. 

Unfastening the shiroshouzoku from around his shoulders Nikkari sacrifices his garment by taking his blade and slicing through several long strips. He then halfassedly dresses the gaping wound by binding the makeshift gauze tightly around his thigh. His handy work is effective enough to stop the bleeding though he’ll need proper treatment to stop the spread of infection... eventually. 

Turning now to his (un)fortunate company, the waki lightens the mood with idle chatter.

    ❝ Nice weather we’re having huh? ❞

@hakugafue liked for a starter 

[obareu-blog]

･ﾟ *  @hakugafue !

        SHE RUSHES FORTH LIKE A STRONG WIND ! Without relent and filled to the brim with concern. Her wings carry her swiftly to his side where she then begins to dote like a mother. ❛ Master Hiromasa, thank goodness you’re alright ! ❜ With great relief does she take his face into her hands inspecting his physical state with a sharp eye. Often she was known for her completely disregard for personal boundaries but it all came from a place of great affection.

        ❛ You haven’t been hurt in my absence, have you ? ❜ If an attack had occured without her knowing the shikigami was sure to be devastated.

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↱ = being lost with them .

She’s far from happy about her position. Really, Celestia thought she knew her way around the city, especially areas such as this. So, she fumes for a long while, grumbling under her breath while this stranger looks a bit more optimistic about the situation. 

“So,” she replies in a low voice, glancing out into the empty and unidentifiable.

“The sooner one of us figures out where we’ve ended up, the sooner we can be on our way, hm? Win win.”