#For You in Full Blossom

[hotwaterandmilk]

Series: Hanazakari no Kimitachi e Artist: Nakajou Hisaya Publication: Hana to Yume #1 (01/2000) Details: Hanayume 2000 Calendar - Super 15 Characters (April) Source: Scanned from my personal collection

[animenostalgia]

Some sad news to share - Shoujo mangaka Hisaya Nakajo, best known for her long-running series Hana-Kimi (For You In Full Blossom) has passed away at the age of 50 due to a heart condition. Hana-Kimi ran from 1996 to 2004 in Japanese shoujo magazine Hana to Yume, and was officially released in English in the US by Viz Media. The series revolved around a girl named Mizuki, who becomes so infatuated with high-jump competitor Izumi that she disguises herself as a boy to attend his all-boy high school to meet him. The series was popular enough to get multiple live-action dramas, including in Japan, South Korea, and Taiwan. While Hana-Kimi was her only big hit, it was popular not just in Japan, but overseas as well. RIP to a beloved shoujo manga creator.

[animefeminist]

“Queering” Heteronormativity: Biological essentialism in genderbending manga

CONTENT WARNING: Discussion of transphobia, queerphobia, and gender essentialism.

SPOILERS: General discussion of Hana-Kimi and W Juliet.

When a manga bills itself as “genderbending,” the reader might expect the series to experiment with gender nonconformance—that is, gender expression or identity that’s not aligned with traditional assigned-at-birth gender (this includes everything from binary and nonbinary trans people to butch cis women to drag performers). Unfortunately, however, the genderbending genre is rife with series that simply use queer window-dressing to tell a fundamentally non-queer, heteronormative story.

The framework of “[cis girl or boy] must pretend to be [“opposite” gender] in order to [accomplish bizarre main plot driver] before getting together with [“opposite” gender co-lead], thus restoring their [femininity or masculinity]” invites biological determinism by making the plot’s stakes dependent on the successful concealment of the main character’s “true” (here, meaning “assigned-at-birth”) gender. The idea of a “true” biological gender is itself a transphobic trope that does harm to the gender-nonconforming communities that genderbending manga purports to represent.

Read it at Anime Feminist!

[machikono]

Hana Kimi (2007)

[icaruswithwingsofwater]

That Hana-Kimi anime announcement got me like: 😩😩😩🌸🌸🌸✨✨✨💕💕💕😳😳😳🫡🫡🫡

[itsmangacap]

HANAZAKARI NO KIMITACHI E 花ざかりの君たちへ —  ch.144 ⌊ 1996 - 2004 | nakajo hisaya ⌉  

[yukiendlessky]

"You're the one...who I want to keep...by my side."

Thank you Hisaya Nakajo.

2023.10.12

[readtilyoudie]

Hana-Kimi Vol 7

[kanej-jabin]

Tons of tons of gold recovered! Who is the owner? The Greatest Discovery of Chinese Dynasty Tombs.

China's history is rich with astonishing scientific discoveries that have profoundly impacted the world. From gunpowder to the compass, papermaking to acupuncture, these innovations continue to shape our lives today. China's enduring legacy of scientific curiosity and ingenuity serves as a testament to the remarkable contributions that can arise from a culture steeped in tradition and driven by a quest for knowledge. These discoveries are not only a source of national pride but also a reminder of the boundless potential of human innovation

One of China's most famous and impactful inventions is gunpowder. Developed during the Tang Dynasty (9th century), gunpowder was initially intended for medicinal and mystical purposes. However, its explosive potential was soon realized, leading to the creation of fireworks, firearms, and eventually transforming warfare across the globe. Read More...

[timevolved25]

Free Image on Pixabay: https://pixabay.com/images/id-324175/

[heyheyray]

I should re-read Hana Kimi soon🫶

[hotwaterandmilk]

Series: Hanazakari no Kimitachi e Artist: Nakajou Hisaya Publication: Hana to Yume #7 (03/1997) Details: E-Combi Desk Calendar (April) Source: Scanned from my personal collection

[gyrottta]

I made a mistake so don't look closer

I'll post this later on my ig

[newsintheshell]

📢 HANA-KIMI: ANNUNCIATO L'ANIME, ARRIVERÀ IN STREAMING SU CRUNCHYROLL!

La conferma dell'adattamento, basato sullo shojo manga firmato da Hisaya Nakajo (Sugar Princess, Momo mo motto!), arriva a 20 anni dalla conclusione della sua storia, pubblicata in patria fra il 1996 e il 2004.

Tristemente, l'autrice non potrà vedere i suoi personaggi prendere finalmente vita, perché ci ha lasciati lo scorso autunno. Per chi volesse recuperarsi il fumetto, è stato portato in Italia da Dynit e ancora qualche volume si trova, guardandosi un po' in giro.

[hamsafarzaa-layyinordinary]

[azu1as]

You are amazing! Amazing! And I'm a greedy person, so I propose: Older! Time traveler! Baek Cheon and Tang Bo compete for Cheong Myeong's affection. CM is oblivious and CMun is in hell reserved for protective older brothers. Those perverted bastards! How dare they lust after his precious, naive and innocent sajae?! He'll break their heads!

You're so sweet to me 🥺🫶 thank you so much!!!!

also I ADORE TIME TRAVEL AUs sm you have no idea how giddy I got when I saw this ask WAHAHAHA

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"Oh? He's pretty handsome..."

Tang Bo almost spills the alcohol he was pouring into his cup. His eyes immediately snap towards Chung Myung's face as he slowly lowers the bottle back on the table.

This guy slouched in front of him wasn't someone who gave compliments that easily. It took months of nudging and stubborn insistence for Chung Myung to finally admit that Tang Bo was 'passable-looking, sure, whatever'—a compliment that had to be drawn out tooth and nail but one that Tang Bo won through hard work and effort.

So, surely, he must have misheard Chung Myung's muttering.

"Did you say something, hyung-nim?" Tang Bo asks, smile twitching stiffly at the way Chung Myung's gaze remained locked on something—someone—behind Tang Bo as he took a long sip from his own cup.

"That man behind you," Chung Myung replies, pointing at the subject of their conversation with his mouth non-too-discretely. "He looks like a traveling prince or something."

Tang Bo doesn't know what minute expression passed through his face, but Chung Myung catches it well enough and raises a questioning eyebrow at him.

"I'm serious." Chung Myung insists, not realizing that Tang Bo is irritated for a completely different reason. "He really does look like some well-off to-do guy."

Tang Bo huffs and turns around without any subtlety whatsoever, determined to see what 'this prince guy' looked like to have managed to snag his hyung's attention so easily.

Tang Bo lets out an indignant noise. Okay, he'll admit it. The guy was abnormally handsome. He had well-defined androgynous facial features and an equally well-defined body, Tang Bo thinks, as his gaze locks onto the man's thick and muscled arms.

There might have been merit in Chung Myung's comment about this guy probably being a prince of sorts. If he was, Tang Bo would hedge a guess that he was a runaway one.

The man wore faded, plain white robes without any discernable insignia marking him from a sect or family. He had a similarly white headband strapped across his forehead with dark bangs framing an unblemished face.

If he was trying to disguise himself or hide his identity, he was doing a terrible job at it. Despite the simplicity of his outfit, his presence alone (and face) demanded attention.

"Told you." Chung Myung cheekily says, laughing at Tang Bo's disgruntled expression.

Even Tang Bo could admit that the man looks like he stepped out of one of the many heroic epics that common folk often passed around through books and verbal tales. How unfair.

Grumbling lightly, Tang Bo turns back to their table and throws back his cup of alcohol. "Bet he's just some rich runaway brat."

"Eh? Probably. But—ah, huh?"

A shadow falls over Tang Bo and he watches as Chung Myung's surprised face ends up trained above Tang Bo's head.

"Hello." The man greets them with his deep voice.

Ugh, Tang Bo grimaces as he pulls back his chair away from the man's shadow. Even his voice sounded handsome if that were even possible.

But Tang Bo was the gentleman between him and his hyung, so he replies, faking politeness, "Can we help you? My companion and I are in the middle of a meal together, you see."

Tang Bo tenses, immediately on guard when he sees the man's eyes sharpen as it turns towards him, clearly recognizing the dismissive tone Tang Bo used.

Other than an indecipherable flash in his eyes, the man's face (which felt more punch-able by the second, if you asked Tang Bo) remained unchanged.

The disruptor kept his gentle smile and Tang Bo was certain that he chose to stand where he did because of the way the lightbulb illuminated his face from above.

"It's alright, I can wait."

If Tang Bo had any less self-control, he would have already grabbed the man by the lapels of his faded robes and tossed him out of the establishment himself.

Who the hell was this man to have the audacity to look at his Chung Myung with such a warm gaze as he said that?

"Ha. Ha." Tang Bo grits out, a vein in his jaw ticking.

He doesn't care if this man looks like the textbook and fairytale version of a heroic warrior. His shamelessness should cancel out that stupid-looking face of his...!

Tang Bo feels a part of his soul leave at the unfairness of it all when Chung Myung shifts in his seat in involuntary self-consciousness.

Normal people wouldn't have noticed that—hell, not even Chung Myung himself probably realized!—but Tang Bo knew his hyung. They've spent too much time together to not not know each other's body language.

So why?

Why the hell did Tang Bo just spot a smirk on the man's face, huh?!?!

Chung Myung's eyes waver momentarily for reasons Tang Bo couldn't pick out, but Chung Myung hesitantly (why, hyung?!) opens his mouth and asks, "Have we...met before?"

Tang Bo's eyes nearly bulge out of his skull at the flirtatious-sounding sentence.

He knows Chung Myung doesn't realize it, but his hyung was personally handing over a signed warrant to this man, allowing him permission to take as many shameless liberties as he wanted.

In times like this, Tang Bo wishes his hyung wasn't as socially oblivious as he was.

He knows it's a futile hope to wish that the man missed the opening. But he seemed to recognize that Chung Myung was asking the question with pure face value.

Nonetheless, Tang Bo wishes he hadn't suggested this very detour for some alcohol because then they wouldn't have encountered this tall man in front of them.

The stupid, headband-wearing man hums as he fiddles lightly with the pink tassel on the hilt of his sheathed sword.

His gaze goes a bit distant as if recalling a far-off memory, and when he blinks back to reality, he lets out a deep, vibrating chuckle and locks eyes with Chung Myung.

"You were unforgettable."

Tang Bo's lips tremble. Why did it sound as if this man was insinuating something? His words felt like a romantic confession as well as a pointed barb directed at Tang Bo.

Chung Myung coughs lightly at the odd compliment thrown at him and throws back in one go the remaining alcohol in their shared bottle. He chuckles awkwardly before motioning at the man to sit down on the other side of the table.

Tang Bo doesn't think Chung Myung realizes it, but a light pink flush is spread over his cheeks.

And Tang Bo, unconsciously crushing the cup of alcohol in his hand, knew that it wasn't because of the alcohol.