yvette my beloved !! this was my first ever slot and i just happened to get tiran first try so thats nice i named my build “hit the jets” jetstriker,galebreath, and curved blade of winds

There was mischief glinting in her eye when he took hold of her face, not at all fazed by the act. She was used to physical reactions from him after all. Instead of worry, her expression seemed rather smug that she got his attention with something so childish.

@galebreath​​​ said, “ A day late but A valentine's surprise for Nemi? c: “

It should not have been this difficult to speak the words out loud, it was plain to see that she harbored feelings for him. In fact, she swore there was something mutual between them, unspoken yet blooming nonetheless. But, she wanted it to be known. And perhaps it was wishful thinking, but she wanted to hear it from him too. Oh, but when was the right time? Of all the days in the world, Valentine’s Day felt the most cliché. She’d seen him glower at the excessive decorations lighting up the stalls, the “far-too-comfortable” couples walking hand in hand around the street with nothing but their love to share with the world. This hardly seemed like something he’d enjoy — in fact, she thought he’d loathed it, convinced by the way he grimaced at all the festivity. But despite it all, he was here. With her. He may not have wanted to hold hands or share in public displays of affection. But he didn’t completely pull away when she’d wrapped her arms around his own, gingerly pressed against his side to share his warmth. And he hadn’t turned her down for the evening, indulging in her request to have dinner together. That was enough. Or at least, it should have been enough, but as they tread through the streets, making their way back to the estate, she can’t help this burning desire for more. He wouldn’t kiss her here — there are far too many watchful eyes, but gods would she go for it if it weren’t for the stifling fear of rejection. She feels her heart flutter in want, bright eyes stealing a glance up towards him. 

“  Hey,  ” She begins softly, tentatively — nestling closer and gently squeezing the arm within her hold. It’s a signal to stop. And she waits for his acknowledgment, taking in a sharp breath when that scowl finally lands on her. Her pale cheeks are blushed, lips parting again to speak, “   I don’t want to go back.   ” A careful confession, eyes averted towards the doors of an inn, just behind her. And maybe this is too bald-faced and foolish. Maybe he’ll hate how unabashed she is by how she feels. But she doesn’t want uncertainty anymore. Or another regretful night of what could have been said. She wants him. With another deep breath, she returns her longing gaze to grey hues, free hand lifted towards the hostelry behind them, her saccharine voice hushed just for him to hear. 

@galebreath //  stranger things  ( not accepting ! )

“ IT’S CALLED BEING RESOURCEFUL!! ”

          The blond quipped back from about twenty feet into an evergreen tree.. Apparently, he considered remaining idle at a life threatening height better than being at the mercy of the wind pillar.. Actually, he’d prefer almost anything to that, so perhaps it wasn’t particularly surprising ( though it was somewhat ironic that out of everything, he failed to shy away from considerably dangerous elevations ). That being said, he’d hoped the older boy wouldn’t find him at said height in said tree.. Unfortunately, he had miserable luck and he was effortlessly spotted after about five minutes of hiding ( he had yet to realize how easy it was to single him out with his glaringly bright yellow haori ).

“ Get away!! I’ve decided I’m gonna live the rest of my life here with the squirrels..!! They don’t try to KILL me like everyone else—!! ”

     to know sanemi had survived another year brought him such joy, that much was clear with the smile adorning his features. 

               "young sanemi... i don't believe i can say enough how truly proud i am of you. though the years have offered you heartache and struggle, you have endured and fought tooth and nail to see the next day...              i admire this about you. it inspires me to press on as well, to live each day as fully as i can and offer you the guidance you desire from me, if any at all..." 

          kagaya steps down onto the garden where sanemi knelt, reaching out a hand to guide him to his feet. that hand comes to rest upon his shoulder, a gentle touch that held great admiration, delicate as if holding something worth more than his own soul. 

               "i pray that fortune continues to smile upon you, and that you may be blessed with many more years among your peers and loved ones." 

     and with that, sanemi is brought forward into a tender embrace, something kagaya had not always openly given. despite the ache, kagaya held his beloved wind pillar in a hug, one that even amane’s arms joined in on. as if parents cherishing their own son.

          "i am so proud of you, sanemi. happy birthday."

For @galebreath​

Spending anytime at the Butterfly Estate is enough to make Rui antsy and an all around bad patient when he’s normally very easy going and calm. The thought of laying in bed all day like before he joined the corps leaves a bad taste in his mouth, a reflection of his body’s weaknesses and limitations. It’s one reason why he looks up to the Hashira so much; their strength, their stamina, their conviction...it’s all something to aspire towards going forwards.

Perhaps he would be better off approaching literally anyone else when it comes to asking for advice for strength training, he practically lives in Kocho-sama’s house half the time but...well, she scares him, such an intimidating lady behind an ever present smile. Plus when it comes down to it, all of the Hashira are intimidating in their own ways, making it hard for one of his rank to approach them. But here he is, gathering up his courage, and walking towards the Wind Hashira while hoping he isn’t about to get his head chewed off.

“Excuse me...are you Shinazugawa-sama?”

it was the same question everytime .   caring about everyone’s attendance is nice and even considerate once the Master is gone ,  but to continue being surrounded by people he doesn’t measure up to is like leaving a stain on their breaths of wasted oxygen .   turning towards & out the door he was close to and opened ,  the Water Pillar believed there was nothing left to say on the matter when someone like him isn’t worth considering .

❛    …   i’m   not   like   the   rest   of   you .    ❜