Personalised transport, Heian-kyou style.
seen from Türkiye
seen from Yemen

seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Türkiye
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from Türkiye

seen from Russia

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Germany

seen from Philippines
seen from China
Personalised transport, Heian-kyou style.
Hands on bodyguarding.
Bonus:
You know the feeling when you find out in public that you did something you shouldn’t while in a fevered dream?
...Yorihisa does.
Welcome... || Haruka
@hansei-hansui
It had been ages since Viola had seen anyone dare to come near the witch’s house other than the stealing witch herself. To visit that atrocious body that she left her “friend” in to rot. What happened to the city that she was in? Her old body? When would she ever get that back if she was sent home?
The familiar feeling of resentment filled her up as the forest sent signals just as they always did when Ellen came. She knew that the other was aware of her coming, but surprise struck her when she noted someone else with her and an unfamiliar face at that.
“Hmph, you wanna play? Let's play.” With her fingers, she twisted the vines together, rose bushes coming behind the group so that there'd be no escape, eyes narrowing to see their next move.