#Oc Hanami

[mariegocf]

I hope you like it ☺️...

@kankuroplease

@kumeramen

@galaciearts

Hanami is the only Uzumaki with uchiha 👍lol

[kumeramen]

Cute and fluffy commissioned artwork of Naruto feeding little baby Hanami 🐤🌸

[natsumipocket]

I'm happy to finally see you! Just in time for Hanami 🌸

[darlingcloudie-9]

MY GOLLY ITS BEEN A WHILE HI. Uhhhhhh happy birthday Muichiro and Yuichiro Tokito i know that it’s a late celebration but uhhhhhh. happy birthday goofies 😋😋

[luuxxart]

the kurusu magnetism™

[blackestnight]

1: road hazard

Prompt: Steer Word count: 1406 Honestly, Hanami probably needs to come with a permanent caution sign.

“Absolutely not,” Aymeric says, his scowl marred a bit by the fact that he’s obviously holding back a smile. The overall effect is that he’s very sternly sucking on one of those spiced chocolate candies she brought back from Tuliyollal and trying not to sneeze.

Hanami leans back against the Manufactory’s wall, insulated enough in her coat not to feel the chill of stone, and raises an eyebrow at him.

“I know,” he says, grave as any battlefield order, “how you drive that thing.”

“You have never seen my drive my motorbike,” she says immediately, and because she loves him with all the fury of a dying star she even withholds the you fucking liar she wants to tack onto the end.

“I have received numerous reports of your recklessness,” he says, crisp and clipped in a way that has a smile tugging at the corner of her own mouth. “And I have no desire to risk my own life by placing myself at the mercy of your driving.”

“Reports,” she scoffs, and twirls the little metal ring around her finger so the cermet keys clink against each other. Cid and Nero are still in the middle of their most recent engineering pissing contest, and apparently the only thing they can agree on about the bikes is that she’s their favorite test driver—you’re almost guaranteed to walk away from any catastrophic malfunction, Nero had sneered, which was a compliment coming from him. It cuts down on paperwork. Not that she actually needs all the motorbikes they’ve been giving her instead of actual payment, but it’s not like she’s going to turn them down since they are useful.

Which is why it’s especially offensive that Aymeric raises his hands, ticks off his first finger, and says, “Cid Garlond.”

“If he did not want me to wreck his bikes,” she says, “he should have built better fucking bikes.”

Aymeric raises an eyebrow at her—she wrinkles her nose—but he’s truly smiling now, even as he says, “You drove it directly into a cliff face. At speed.”

“He should have built a bike that could fucking turn,” she says, which is also more or less what she had told Cid at the time, and he’d thrown his hands up and stormed out of the Ironworks tent at Porta Praetoria to scream incoherently, but the next iteration of the G-bike could make hairpin turns at speeds that would make a chocobo jockey shit themselves, so she’d clearly been right.

Aymeric raises his eyes to the heavens, although she can’t imagine who exactly he’s praying to, and he ticks off a second finger and says, “Lucia Junius.”

“That was her idea,” Hanami says. To be fair, it was a good one. The Ilsabardian contingent had brought chocobos for transporting provisions, but they couldn’t actually take the birds out on long journeys unless the scouting parties wanted to haul around enough tents and fuel to close off and heat an area big enough to keep giant hulking horsebirds from dying of exposure. Hanami’s bike was smaller, and wouldn’t freeze to death on the icy wastes of Garlemald.

It also made Hanami essentially their only mounted cavalry until they could steal some Reapers, which was a little strange, but as it turned out if she could hook her scythe blade into…really any part of a hostile piece of magitek, the bike’s momentum would do the rest of the work of tearing it to shreds, even if she did a bit of an ungainly fishtail the first few times she tried that stunt.

“She asked if you would be willing to use the bike for scouting,” Aymeric says. “Not for combat.”

“She did not explain that to the colossi pointing cannons at my face,” Hanami points out. “And they were rude and would not wait for me to put down the kickstand.”

He’s absolutely laughing now, his shoulders visibly shaking even under the bulk of his coat, but he keeps his voice remarkably steady while he ticks off a third finger and says, “G’raha Tia.”

“Can fuck right off,” she snaps, and then hisses when her tail smacks against the Manufactory wall. “He has no room to talk.” Even ignoring the stunt with the light aether, which she was still mad about, or the nonsense with Elidibus, or the tower of Zot—by the time she’d found him and Alisaie on the Magna Glacies, he’d been halfway through calling down a fireball that would have made him black out after, and bleeding from half a dozen wounds besides. Whereas Hanami dumping her bike and letting it skid straight into the giant blasphemy’s legs had been quick and efficient, and immobilized the stupid oversized lizard, and a hastily-spun shield of shadow meant Hanami had rolled to her feet without so much as a bruise. “I notice you did not get a report from Alisaie.”

“Mistress Leveilleur was quite impressed by your driving,” Aymeric says, “which I feel only reinforces my point.”

Hanami snorts, and holds out the hand not occupied with her keyring, which Aymeric takes easily. “I would not let anything happen to you,” she says, and runs her thumb across his gloved knuckles. “I can be careful.”

Erenville would bitch about anything, but he’d only complained about the noise and the smell of the bike, not her driving. Lamat-chan had been delighted the first time Hanami had taken her on a ride through the streets of Tuliyollal, split between chattering about automated wheeled carts to ferry around citizens who couldn’t handle the endless stairs or hills and whooping in elation when Hanami kicked up the speed a little down the long straight of Talonmarch. Even Alphinaud was comfortable enough on the back of the bike, although he usually wound up with his face pressed between her shoulderblades when they bounced over rougher ground.

“I know,” Aymeric says, and lifted their twined hands to press a kiss to her fingers. “Though I do wish you would take more care with your own safety, and not only that of your passengers.”

She lets loose a tiny sigh through her nose, the showy irritation melting from her shoulders, and allows herself a real smile as she runs her fingertips down the line of Aymeric’s jaw. He has an adventurer’s spirit, even if his heart is sworn to Ishgard, but she doesn’t think he’s ever felt the same delight she gets from heart-pounding excitement, almost akin to terror, kicking her pulse into overdrive and dousing her nerve endings in adrenaline. He so rarely turns down little adventures with her, but she thinks, if she could peer into his mind, he would be the sort with a voice in his head telling him to step carefully when walking along a cliff’s edge.

Her impulses have always been the sort telling her to jump. The rotten ones, the loudest ones, to try and find silence at the bottom—but the rest, the ones she heeds most closely now, just to enjoy the wind whistling through her hair during the fall.

“I know,” she says. “But I would not get myself into any trouble I could not walk away from.” Not when she has a choice in the matter.

And even when the choice was taken away from her, at the edge of the universe, she got up and walked it off anyway, even if it took some kind of bullshit akasa resurrection and a lot of physical therapy, so it isn’t as though she’d let something as silly as a bike crash keep her away from him, not when the end of days couldn’t manage it.

He comes to her easily when she tugs on his hand, and presses a kiss to her temple, the heat of his breath settling into her hair.

“Setting aside the matter of your driving,” he murmurs, his voice gone velvety in a way that warms her from the inside out, “I rather enjoy the romance of long walks with you.”

When he straightens up his smile is easy, and his fingers are twined even more firmly in her own, so she pockets the keyring and says, “You could have just said you wanted to hold my hand, you sap.”

“I thought it rather apparent,” he tells her, with another squeeze to her fingers, and she scoffs and pushes off the wall. It’s a long, cold walk to Whitebrim, but she’s never minded taking the slow way.

[goddess-mixmi]

“Curse of the serpent Lady, Hissette the Boa”

Meet Hissette the Boa, an unregistered special grade cursed spirit. She takes on the form that’s a mix of a Gorgon and a Naga with the ability to turn into any form of a snake to attack/ use the abilities of them, her namesake is a “ Boa constrictor ”. But she does have a form where she had human legs but she prefers her naga form since she’s bigger. She can control snakes / create snake eggs as well. Her domain is called “Medusa’s Den” which allows her to turn her opponents to stone with her snake heads and eyes. She loves to sing, shiny things, rats/mice and fluffy warm places, despite her killer capabilities she can be as tame as a pet snake. She is good friends with Ryuusei Sukuna but during her fight during the culling games she was turned to stone

I got inspired by Megan thee Stallion for her tbh

[rabbitcyclops]

[teapopp]

Mori Mie used to have long hair. He donates it after the accident.

[erigold13261]

"Sleep Pile"

Finally finished this piece! It's based off of [THIS] post that I absolutely loved so much! Decided to add in some people's self inserts/OCs as well, so I hope you didn't mind me drawing them! (and tagging you) :D

Kaze belongs to @flowey-apologist

Genesis and Enmei belong to @hanamisofficialspouse

Kuro belongs to @rabbitcyclops

[flowey-apologist]

Ok whatever try 3‼️‼️

My wifi is so ass man I hope it appears this time☹️

[hvnnygvts]

After the post on how I render curly hair my bf kindly requested I make another one for skin! Here it is! ✨

**Keep in mind that these are not set rules! This is just my process! Take what is helpful to you!**

[kumeramen]

Commissioned artwork for Hanami Uzumaki's birthday 🎂

[ebbing-terror]

I've been meaning to draw 'School Girl' Mahito and 'School Boy' Lynn! Lynn is Mahito's boyfriend who would take care of Jogo for making Hanami cry! uwu

How this swap came about is because Lynn doesn't dress very feminine and doesn't like wearing skirts most of the time so she and Mahito swapped uniforms! (Mahito commited to the bit hard. There really isn't a difference with Lynn xD)

[darlingcloudie-9]

i saw these cute demon slayer themed bows while doomscrolling on tumblr the other day so y’now i had to step up and draw my girl Kumonoue in the Muichiro themed bow 🔥🔥🔥

[velvet-apricots]

Climb a tree.