#Kirigakure's Flower (Haku's Mainverse | Canon Shippuden)

[rather-be-the-hunter]

@hanatcn​ continued from here

In truth, Haku had been just as distracted, a fact she inwardly scolded herself for. That said, having lived the majority of her life as a mercenary and thus being prepared for attack at any moment, it had been pure instinct to secure her feet to the floor with chakra when she collided with Sakuya. Deceptively delicate as she appeared, years’ worth of strength training made it simple to pull the older woman to her feet; dainty hands with neatly manicured nails belying unexpected skill.

But before tshe could apologize, the other kunoichi was already speaking. Brown eyes edged in full lashes blinked once, twice, and then the shorter woman offered a small smile; pink-glossed lips curling upward just a bit. “Of course not, Tachibana-chan.” She was sincere; no use antagonizing her peer. To Haku, they were peers; no accident of pseudo-adoption would allow her to consider herself anything but part of the lowest caste. Smoothing out the skirt of her kimono (pink with white flowers, over a cream-colored turtleneck and leggings), she bowed politely.

“You aren’t hurt, I hope?” Shinobi or no, it was best to check.

#hanatcn #The Flower that Blooms in Adversity (Sakuya) #The Ice Flower (Haku) #Kirigakure's Flower (Haku's Mainverse | Canon Shippuden) #IC #RP #((Pft no worries; they can snark about Ao together XD))

[rather-be-the-hunter]

Though kekkei genkai were more accepted in the Kiri that Lady Mizukage was striving to build, there was still a good deal of misinformation about those of the village’s shinobi. Once such piece of misinformation, was that a Yuki could sense an approaching blizzard, based solely on the fact that the presence of a Yuki could cause the temperature to drop and a light snow to fall (or, in the case of more intense emotions, something akin to a localized snowstorm). It was an ability that Haku dearly would have liked to have, when an actual blizzard set in around her during her daily training. (When not out on missions, she either spent her time guarding Lady Mei, or sharpening her skills to a razor’s edge.) She had known a storm was coming, had been able to smell it on the wind, but she had believed she could make it back before it truly broke.

Mentally cursing her error, the kunoichi had ended up taking shelter in a small ice cave she had come upon, though she didn’t devote much thought to wondering why she had never found it before. Cycling her chakra a bit faster through her system thankfully proved to keep her warmer than her clothes alone (a lavender-grey turtleneck and leggings, under a sleeveless blue kimono with a white belt), while syphoning the water/snow from them and her hair kept her dry. When the storm outside only increased instead of breaking, the ravenette sighed softly, and decided that she might as well meditate to pass the time. It seemed that that would be best, as there was no use expending chakra and energy. Settling on the ground, delicate features and pink-painted lips schooling into neutrality out of habit, Haku set about doing just that.

With any luck, the storm would only last half a day at most.

@cryptskept​

#cryptskept #Shark Mistress (Kurokori) #The Ice Flower (Haku) #Kirigakure's Flower (Haku's Mainverse | Canon Shippuden) #IC #RP

[rather-be-the-hunter]

@femfatalorangekage​ continued from here

The Kiri kunoichi giggled softly, returning the hug almost surprisingly easily, slender arms wrapping around the blonde’s waist. Feeling the other woman’s body pressed against her -- curvaceous and strong, contrasted with her own slender and lithe -- almost made the ravenette feel inadequate, but she managed pushed the feelings down and away. Haku refused to let her dysphoria get the best of her, not today, not when she was reuniting with an old and dearly missed friend. Still smiling up at Naruko, the shorter woman decided to address her survival. “I won’t bore you with how I survived, but I don’t fault you for thinking I was dead.

Honestly, waking up after feeling your sensei’s chidori sink into my chest surprised me, too.” The jutsu in question had resulted in the left side of her torso being riddled with scars, on both the front and back, which tended to ache during the bitterly cold winters Kirigakure was infamous for. How hormone therapy was still managing to produce a feminine curve to her chest in spire of the mess, the brown-eyed ANBU wasn’t going to question; she was just grateful it was having any affect at all.Shaking herself mentally, Haku refused to let her turmoil show on her face, though she couldn’t push it away this time. Brushing a stray lock of her waist-length hair behind her ear, she continued to beam up at Naruko.

“But, enough about me -- how have you been?”

#femfatalorangekage #The Grace and Beauty of Autumn (Naruko) #The Ice Flower (Haku) #Kirigakure's Flower (Haku's Mainverse | Canon Shippuden) #IC #RP #TW Dysphoria #Dysphoria TW #TW Gender Dysphoria #Gender Dysphoria TW #TW Injury #Injury TW

[rather-be-the-hunter]

“Do you want to look through my closet to find something you can wear?”

@demonclawx

At first, Haku had been adamantly opposed to anything related to 'the accident of becoming Zabuza's ward,' as she called anything to do with the Momochi clan. For nearly three years, she had called a small house on the outskirts of Kiri home, but now... Now Zabuza was alive, and here, and she couldn't've found a reason not to live with him even if she had wanted to. Which she didn't. That said, though...

The Momochi family home was a bit dusty, more than a bit drafty, and wide-open (high ceilings, large rooms) compared to where she had lived in until now. As a consequence, even two layers (a turtleneck and leggings under a kimono) weren't enough. Resigned as she was to endure it, the pretty ANBU had forgotten how well her father Zabuza could read her, which made a pink blush flood her cheeks.

"...May I?" It would drown her, given their size difference, but if he truly didn't mind...

@demonclawx

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[rather-be-the-hunter]

/pats her head/ @demonclawx //hellow same mun from sharkfinx here :)!

Though questions flooded her mind, Haku quickly decided that none of them mattered. Not the hows, or the whys, none of it; all that mattered was that he was here, that he was alive. Wide brown eyes filled with tears just as quickly, and for once, the kunoichi reacted entirely on emotion alone. Launching herself forward, she wrapped her arms around Zabuza, face buried against his chest as silent sobs made her shoulders tremble just a bit. Good thing her makeup was waterproof. "Z-Zabuza..." Somehow, she managed to collect herself enough to speak. "I -- I missed you."

Emotion and honesty were new to her, but he deserved no less.

@demonclawx

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((Tag dump.))

#Not a Hunter (OOC) #The Ice Flower (Haku) #The Alpha's Daughter (Hana) #Mirrors of Ice (Haku Headcanons) #Though the Eyes of a Wolf (Hana Headcanons) #Kirigakure's Flower (Haku's Mainverse | Canon Shippuden) #A Budding Flower (Haku Pre-Canon) #A Blooming Flower (Haku Canon/Pre-Shippuden) #A Frozen Flower (Haku Post-Canon) #Konohagakure's Wolf (Hana's Mainverse | Canon Shippuden) #The Young Wolf (Hana Pre-Canon) #The Silent Wolf (Hana Canon/Pre-Shippuden) #The Alpha Wolf (Hana Post-Canon) #Memories and Mirrors (Pictures/Fanart) #Frozen Melodies (Haku Music) #Howling Melodies (Hana Music) #Practice Makes Perfect (Memes/Starters) #Leave Behind Your Heart (About Mun) #Stick 'Em With the Pointy End (Crack)