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⠀⠀⠀ ◟ 𝄞 ۫ ⋄ ⠀⠀ 𝕷IKE⠀⠀ THE⠀⠀ WHOLE⠀⠀ WORLD⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀could⠀⠀ 𝖈rumble⠀ ⠀ ﹠̲ ⠀⠀@soleprotect⠀⠀⟢ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝔀ouldn't⠀⠀blink.⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀─── ┈⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

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HANAKO ARASAKA
( 荒坂 華子 )
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[ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ 𝐄𝖀͟𝐑͟𝕺͟𝕯͟𝒀͟𝑵͟𝑬͟. ៸៸ @chromechords]

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** 𝕮𝐄͟𝕽͟𝐈͟𝐅͟𝐈͟𝐄͟𝐃 . . .
https://t.co/Lcw8ineyRI ⠀
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[☙ 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜 @BANEOFTHERELIC]

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ᅠ𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 .

ᅠ𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 IN THE 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏.
ᅠOR 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 FROM IT.

KARA '𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇' BLACKHAND
ᅠCyberpunk - Netrunner original
ᅠcharacter | 18+ themes

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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⟢ @soleprotect ───
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[۟ @godsfell]

for a man so adept at killing, his eyes were remarkably soft.

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— though nothing was amiss. however, as hanako turned away from oda, footsteps beginning to tread further into the grove, that simper formed, a rarity and a genuine one.

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the subtle intricacies of realization that made themselves known upon his visage were more than enough for hanako. seeing that subtle crimson bloom upon the shell of his ears, the way he had to look away — it reaffirmed what she suspected, what she knew in her heart to be true. —

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once reciprocation was uttered, rampant thumps ceased to harmonies. soft cartilage of ears distorts roseate hue, substituting for the weight of reality crushing atop.

hanako arasaka was sole priority, persistent protection most important to —

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— however doomed they were, whether this connection that faltered and yet held strong, they were each other's in some small way in this moment.

⠀⠀ features softened, fighting a smile that worked hard to rid her of the expression of nonchalance gathered in order to appear as —

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  ⁎ ،̲،̲ 𝖄OU WILL BRING
𝕯EATH TO YO͟U͟R DOOR.

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[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍𝓢ᵉ͟ᶜ͟ᵘ͟ʳ͟ᵉ͟ ۰ ۪۫۫ 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝐒𝑂𝐔𝐋． @QUEEN0FTHENET]

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[𝔨𝔦𝔯𝔞𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔫 @SNlPXR]

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— that the feeling was shared irrevocably, but she couldn't without dooming him to the fate he alluded to. still, umber optics lifted, brows knit in a devotion she * had to relay. “ if i were allowed, you would know fully the ways in which you have my heart. ”

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to hear such a truth be uttered from his lips, those lips of which she thought too frequently, was akin to flying and realizing all too late that there was no way to land. happiness enveloped her yearning heart, causing it to swell within the confines of her chest, but with it —

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forgotten by hanako's conscience, forever reminiscing in repetition from oda's perspective. fingertip was vague in caress, physically void when retracted, yet shared distance was enough to put physicality to memory. collision wasn't necessary —

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— came an indignant sort of sadness, a realization that there was no way * they could be, not with who she was. her name had never been a heavier burden, like a bird with wings clipped too far.

⠀⠀ hanako longed to stride forwards, to cup his beautiful face, to assure him —

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[۟ @godsfell]

night hid the sun. you’re face consumes my dreams.

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⋮ @heirprotected.
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— process.

⠀⠀ “ i would wish that for us, that you and i were different, ” a small admission, whispered, carried away and forgotten with the wind.

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“ i seek answers in validation of what i suspect to be true, ” she replied, voice still contained to the minimal space between them. it was a fine line to walk, and it was dangerous to even dance around such a topic. however, it was * hard, in his presence, to maintain the —

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despite seclusion, oda's apprehensions surrounding eavesdroppers remained. arasaka agents were equipped to distinguish verbalizations from afar, establish inflection and proper enunciation without audibly witnessing what's been projected.

in —

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— like flora to cling to where they landed. a delicate example stuck to those dark strands of his, and as hanako turned to face him, she took notice. digits extended, raised enough to lightly pull the petal from his hair, an almost imperceptible touch gracing his cheek in the —