#hanamxras

[mayonakako]

"he's so cute..."

dreamy sigh.

[tvstarkuma]

“I’ve seen some of those drinks at Junes. But I’ve ne-bear thought about drinking one…Are they tasty?”

[brcken-bottles]

@hanamxras reply to ask

Didn't know what she had been expecting to hear: just visiting? Every time the team talked about their journey to and from the TV, they made light of everything. Private jokes, not-so-gentle ribbing and laughing in the face of beings that could honestly kill them.

Always thought they were steel, mental and emotional fortitude near inhuman.

If it was this easy to pull out a Shadow...

"What if I go?" good, make it about herself. Ignore his flaws and boil it down to something she could solve.

"If I leave, he can...grow a spine." She was guilty of rushing to his defense. Perhaps, he needed to hurt a little, a breaking point without a safety net.

"That's the answer" Saki said, more to convince herself than the Shadow.

[corruptedbunny-multimuse]

"You've gotta be kitten me with these puns." Says the phantom thief that's currently got cat ears and a tail for the entirety of April.

[epitomees]

@hanamxras says: We are an army.

"An army of losers is more like it."

[m4gatsu]

DATE & TIME: DECEMBER 8th, 2011. 7:46pm. LOCATION: JUNES DEPARTMENT STORE -> MAGATSU, INABA. MISSION: APPREHEND THE KILLER!

gun held still in hand, legs crossed one over his knee, and his ankle moved in rhythm with something silent, something only in his head. a back and forth motion, while the ghost of a sadistic smile sat 'pon the features of the young detective. the killer, if you'd prefer... but was it really his fault? sure, he pushed mayumi yamano in, and saki konishi had been left over fodder. there was no way she would be allowed to live. no, of course not.

but the brunette haired boy wasn't who he thought would step through that door, the room around them covered in ripped posters of the aforementioned star... and a noose, that hung lowly just over the chair adachi was currently sat at. he smiled, almost grinned, actually, so large it took over his face and creased the corners of his eyes. " hmm? the junes kid, yeah? where's your leader? i thought he'd be the moron that came alone, not you. "

tap tap goes the revolver against his thigh, and he stands, pacing a circle in front of @hanamxras, yet not making a move to do anything. adachi was trained for stand-off situations, he was a quick draw, the kid would no way get his hands on him before the PD could get off a shot. but he didn't want to kill the kid... not right now, at least. but he can't deny the way hanamura's body hanging upside down would be a fitting calling card.

" c'mon, kid. don't be stupid, " he begins, bringing his gun up to spin the cylinder, one eye closed as he peeks inside at the bullets with his other, one swift hand motion to close the chamber, and cocked the hammer. it sits idly in an itchy hand. " why are you here? do the others know? wouldn't it be ashame if you showed up tomorrow, shot in the head and hanging from a telephone wire? almost like your precious saki. " he laughs, a hand placed over his stomach to dramatize the action.

[mayonakako]

@hanamxras replied to your post “stupid, adorable bear. what if he'd said that...”:

Yosuke over here giving the side eye 🤭

​"teddie's just making stuff up, okay?! he's causing problems on purpose!"

[brcken-bottles]

@hanamxras

"I don’t want you in pieces. I want all of you, even the parts that will wreck me."

Tip-toed around his wants and needs, thumb pressed to his lips as soon as they stopped moving, wanted her fingerprints right there, the whorls and arches for him. Maybe this was a mistake, to him love was a movie, a song in a language she only knew bits and pieces of.

To her, it was an autopsy with stadium seating.

HIs knives, honed to bisect monsters would catch under the skin, rip her apart. Crack, crack the ribs open, take Adam's spare back and put on the table. All of her ugliness exposed, here she is folks, a miracle of science, a medical oddity of a girl with no heart.

Because it's in his hand, beating, beating and bleeding out. It's in her mouth, stifling every good idea in favor of the suggestions to take it further.

Because surely, if her heart was in the right place, she ought to be touched by his words. Not imaging herself as a side-show, something to gawk at and ridicule.

For how dare she play with his feelings, feed him from her fingers, then spurn as it suited her.

"You don't know what you're asking of me" whispered in the dark, a lull of shadow between street lights. "My head alone goes into places that scare me."