I had a dream last night where Hijikata and a few of his men were pursuing an enemy late at night, so it’s hard to see. Hijikata spots a figure standing in an alley and shouts to his men, “I’VE GOT HIM IN MY SIGHT-oh.” AND IT WAS SAITO IN THE ALLEY.
How many times has it been, that I’ve watched the cherry blossoms in here. Everything changes with time. World affairs, ideologies, and even… the Shinsengumi. I precisely believe in those things that do not change.
i tear up a little whenever i realize that my pixelated boyfriends wishes for my own happiness and is constantly worried about me; like why on earth can’t i get that kind of love and affection in real life.