#hanoikari

[7theavenbye]

❛     I    haven’t    see    you     [  @hanoikari  ]     take    a       𝚂𝙻𝙸𝙲𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙲𝙰𝙺𝙴      (   lower   limb   swaddled   below    her    bosom,    sleek   phalanges   adjusting   into   its   bend   )         not    fond    of    strawberry   with   vanilla    much    ?     ❜         brows    quirk    inward,    twisting    its    crease    in    betwixt.

[leonskenncdy]

@hanoikari​ asked: “ I’m losing control by the hour. ”

     ‘you’ll be safe, i promise.’ as long there’s an able person around, curing that poison inflicted by the scorpion was still a viable option. antidotal weed... he needed to purchase it from the shop. as long as he ran non-stop, he should be able to reach there. yet... leaving her alone in area isolated of non-hostile inhabitant wasn’t really a good choice, he had to carry her, praying that he could make it on time. ‘hang on tight, we’ll get you there!’

[sunpierce-moved]

@hanoikari / here!

the  young  woman  had  made  herself  busy  cleaning  the  blood  off  her  swords,  but  the  comment  gave  her  pause.  was  that  some  kind  of  compliment?  she  wondered.  her  eyes  glancing  his  direction  in  silence.  in  truth;  a  battle...  conflict...  chaos...  whatever  you  wanted  to  call  it,  was  probably  more  of  a  ‘ home ’  to  her  now  than  anything  else  left  in  this  world.  it  was  pitiful,  really.

she  scoffed  lightly,  returning  her  work  on  her  blades.  ❝  could  say  the  same  about  you.  some  people  just  take  to  killing  shit  easier  than  others,  i  guess.  ❞

( ♚ ) the two always seemed to reconnect under the same situation: kainé cleaning her blades while ichigo attempted to make conversation while observing at a distance. brash, aggressive, and rude—kainé had her reasons for behaving the way she did and with time ichigo grew to not mind these traits of hers all that much.

a sigh at the quick comment made. ❝ you say that as if i kill for sport or something when you know i don’t. ❞

[7theavenbye]

if tifa could travel, if not to a specific place but a specific terrain, what would be her terrain of choice?

Well,         𝚃𝙸𝙵𝙰    𝙸𝚂    𝙽𝙾𝚃    𝙵𝙾𝙽𝙳    𝙾𝙵    𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙳    𝚆𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁        so    anywhere    with    polar    or    continental    temperature     (  Russia   or   Canada   for   an   example,  unless if  Cloud  tags  along  and  show  her  his  snowboard  skills  )      nor     even     fond    of    dry    conditions    since    it    would    remind    her    of    𝙽𝙸𝙱𝙴𝙻𝙷𝙴𝙸𝙼,    her    hometown    and    due  to    the    whole    incident    she    would    avoid    visiting    such    areas,    remaining    temperate    and    tropical,    which    would    be    her    option    since     𝚃𝚒𝚏𝚊  𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜  𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛    !        So    her    choices    might    be    around    𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍    𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍    areas:     Qingdao,   China    (  beer museum  &   bathing  beaches ),    Sanya,  China   ( Yulong Bay  &  Wuzhizhou  Island ),    Caribbean    ( Barbados, Jamaica & Anguilla ),   Hawaii,  Us   ( Maui, Paia &  Waianae ),  Okinawa, Japan   (  Yonaha Beach  &  Zamami Island  )   &   Fernando de Noronha, Brazil   ( Baia dos Golfinhos  [ Dolphin Spotting ] )

[northswain]

@hanoikari​ | meme

❛  buried in your bones, there’s an ache that you can’t ignore.  ❜

Such a thing could not be wholly be denied, could it? No more than, as had been stated, it could indeed be ignored. Questioning grey eyes turned to the woman - had she known, somehow been able to tell?

“Perhaps it is not something that should be, lest we forget what has brought us thus far.”  

[sacrificim]

[ x - accepting / @hanoikari​ ] ‘ where is my goddamn shoe?  ‘

     " Your shoe? " That… was a good question, huh. Where had her shoe gone? " Hm… I haven't seen it. Or, well, I don’t think I have... Where did you take it off? "

     Stone eyes scanned their makeshift camp; from the smoldering remains of the fire, to the scant foliage that surrounded them. Whilst sleep was no longer a necessity for the child, still had his mind dozed - wandering whilst the twinkling stars in the heavens above shifted to the sun streaked clouds of dawn. Thus, though he’d been awake, was he not fully aware of when the article had become misplaced to begin with. Nor did he spot it now.

     And yet, t'was an epiphany that made him gasp - head turning to look at his friend admist the excitement of his potential lead. " Oh dear, you don't think someone could've stolen it, do you? I did see some foxes around last night… "

[sacrificim]

[ x - accepting / @hanoikari​ ] “ i’m not scared of you. ”

     Once, such sentiment had filled the child with relief. When violet eyes were still cursed with a petrifying stare, she had gifted him comfort - words of guidance that were held close to fragile golden heart even now, no matter the years between. When his body was stripped of all that deemed him human, fates cruel will gnawing to the very bone, she had treated him no different - even going as far as to recognize him, when all sense of familiarity had been left behind. And now, after dozens of people - innocent people, had fallen to his hand… still she did not fear him. Still, was terror - uncertainty the furthest thing from those blue eyes. Yet… he could not help but wonder if it should be there. If she should doubt him, doubt their safety, for as long as he was around…

     " Really? You're not? Not even a little? " Because I am. Scared, terrified of what he had done - of what he could do. Even if it had been all in the name of protection, to save the ones he cared about and would do anything to defend. Yet this… This...

     ( Don't look back, Nier had said, but how could he push it behind him when the events of that day clung to his mind like ghosts, haunting his vision no matter which way he looked. )

     This form, it did not feel as his original had. Bone unyielding to the elements, indifferent, save for the slightest sensations. The chill of the night that seeped into his bones, t'was not but a whisper of what should be, and the heat to radiate from the dying embers of their campfire little more than a bygone afterthought. And yet, that did not stop warmth from existing where a living heart once beat. The flicker of reassurance, to hear that one of his dearest friends did not gaze upon him and see what was so plainly there - what he saw in himself. ( No matter the thoughts, the reminders that threatened to snuff it out. )

     Gaze downcast, arms wound around bony knees drawn close to aching chest, it was with a whisper that he spoke ( the fears swimming around and around being given voice at last. ) " I… I lost control. What if I do so again? What if next time, I… " Hurt you, but the words were caught in his throat. Even amongst the tides of concern, he could not bring himself to say it - to voice that which he feared may one day become a reality. " I'm just… worried… you know? I don't want something like that to happen again… "

[outrunthehaters]

Ha Noi thought my eyes

2:00 pm 11/04/2021