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not repressed in a gay way, or a trans way, but a secret third way (grief)
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i probably posted this here before but i think of hanzo every time i see this post and it never stops being funny-
skibidi toilet
hanzo furrows his brows, much more intolerant to such crudeness.
"what are you saying to meโ"
6 - 7 //@pocket--ninja
@pocket--ninja
vwhatever kiriko is talking about, hanzo knows wants no part of it. genji would be better suited for this nonsense, but it's also possible genji's the one that started it.
hanzo eyes her expectantly, beneath the idle rumble of an impatient undercurrent.
"6 - 7 ... what?"
i need shitposting on here

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My heart, cracking.
Janet Fitch, The Revolution of Marina M.
a single mom who works two jobs who loves her kids and never stops
It's hard to discern and disentangle all that's happened. This long-sought and long-fought victory was nothing like she pictured, muddled up in rainy day grey water. The scent and warmth of Hanzo's tea falls short of its usual touch of nostalgia and familiarity, but she chases it anyway, fingertips pressing white around ceramic in an attempt to capture the warmth emanating through it. But it feels lukewarm in a way that doesn't match with what she knows it should feel like.
Her eyes dart up to Hanzo, unshed tears tightening up her expression. She feels like a kid all over again, chasing after him and Genji in those bygone days that seem like forever ago. She doesn't know where to start, how to break this open and pick up the pieces, so she clutches onto the line Hanzo offers in the dialogue and ignores the way a hurt sniffle pads out her voice.
"Can it really be brave to uphold a lie?"
hanzo's patience is polished by his discernment, and for a moment, he does not speak. the silence is complemented by the low contemplative rumble in his throat as he looks down at his folded hands. he wants so strongly to hold hers, to keep her from crying.
"with all that was at stake, it would be dishonest to say otherwise... he may have lied, but had he been found out, the hashimoto would have surely killed him," he says, while reasoning to her that it is with those same lies that allowed shion's plans to fail.
"it seems he made the right choice even when it was the hardest - and because of that..." he furrows his brows, flashbacks of genji bleeding out against the floorboards still so vivid in his mind. hanzo knows firsthand how all this could have ended; he has lived it. mizuki could have succumbed to his duty to the clan as hanzo had all those years ago... yet, he found the strength to choose his own fate.
what a world of difference having a friend makes.
"you are safe, kiriko," hanzo says, trying hard to keep a steady voice.
kiriko's hands are warm when he cups his own over them, a mix of grief and pride etched into his expression. he does not know what he would have done if he'd lost her - he can't believe he'd ever left her in the first place.
"is this truth not worth more?"
the hanged man ๐ฉธ
Mizuki reeled back slightly at the response and his gaze wandered towards the floor, thinking for a long moment. It seems he hurt both of their feelings with that question; It goes both ways. His brow suddenly furrowed- he wasn't ready to answer that and he knew it. The silence was heavy until he huffed out a response.
"That wasn't what I asked." He spoke defensively but cut himself off before saying something stupid, "... But as it stands ..." His eyes couldn't fix back onto Hanzo as he speaks. He was ridden with guilt but he knew it was all for the best. For his future. He was trying so hard to keep cool, standing here in front of the older Shimada.
"I don't think I can. Not yet. Not because of what I've done, but who I've hurt." His eyes closed, "I'm sorry, Hanzo." His hands tightened into fists as he spoke. He's still young- He knows he has time to forgive himself, just like Hanzo, but it's just too soon.
"it is very easy to spend your life seeking answers for the wrong questions," hanzo replies, almost forlornly. he will spare mizuki the details of his life, but in the end, he had hurt kiriko as well. being so absorbed in grief had robbed him of so much.
he gives a quiet exhale through the nose, lets the hand gripped to his shoulder bag hang free at his side. while he appreciates the apology, he does not think he should hold much space in this conflict; this is more between mizuki and kiriko, and hanzo has been practicing restraint in trying to fight her battles. she is no longer a child; he had missed it.
"i accept your apology," he says, inclining his head to better study mizuki's face beneath his hat, "but perhaps you are being too hard on yourself. what more could you have done?"

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just died to hanzos ult as mizuki and his respawn vc is not like i expected forgiveness anyway,, pls
MAN.
any minute now its gonna hit hanzo how old he is-
@otoutogoroshi
"I just... I don't know, Hanzo," Her throat feels tight for the exhale that pushes out of her, "I just thought he was our friend. He is our friend, I mean, but," Her fingers curl into her arms self-protectively, "He kept such a big secret from us all this time."
seeing the sadness in kiriko's eyes is enough to disarm hanzo of any diplomatic approach. there is a fraternal urge to shoulder the burden of her grief as his own, but he knows - painstakingly so - that he has no right to try now, over a decade later.
he redirects his urge to reach out to her by taking hold of the teapot instead. he fills kirikos cup first, then his own; his pour is steady, and in the quiet of the moment, his voice is just the same.
"it must have been very hard for him to do so," hanzo says, careful in the way he sets the teapot back on the tray, and in the way he glances back over to her.
" ... but perhaps, very brave, as well."
โ Could you forgive me? โ
questions > @kekkai-yokai
the question kicks up the dust of a worn, battered memory still holding on; hanzo was just as young as mizuki when he'd been left standing in genji's blood. he understands what it's like to ask for forgiveness, but finds himself unprepared for the ache that comes from being asked.
"perhaps that is a question you should ask yourself," hanzo says, after a reflective pause.
"can you forgive yourself, mizuki?"

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questions only sentence starters
if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the sentence starters are being sent for .
who . . .
โ Who are you? โ
โ Who do you serve? โ
โ Who taught you that? โ
โ Whoโs really in control here? โ
โ Who are you running from? โ
โ Who did this to you? โ
โ Whoโs coming for us? โ
โ Who do you think I am? โ
โ Who else knows about this? โ
โ Who are you trying to protect? โ
what . . .
โ What are you? โ
โ What do you want from me? โ
โ What are you hiding? โ
โ What were you planning to do? โ
โ What just happened? โ
โ What did you see back there? โ
โ What did you promise them? โ
โ What happens if I donโt let you go? โ
โ What are the rules Iโm not supposed to break? โ
โ What happens after the portal closes? โ
where . . .
โ Where did you come from? โ
โ Where are we? โ
โ Where are you going? โ
โ Where were you when it happened? โ
โ Where does this path lead? โ
โ Where did you get that scar? โ
โ Where is everyone else? โ
โ Where should I stand? โ
โ Where did you put the body? โ
โ Where were you hiding all this time? โ
when . . .
โ When did this start? โ
โ When were you going to tell me? โ
โ When was the last time you felt safe? โ
โ When do we leave? โ
โ When did you stop trusting me? โ
โ When does this end? โ
โ When did you realise the truth? โ
โ When do things go wrong? โ
โ When did you choose this path? โ
โ When will you look at me and be honest? โ
how . . .
โ How long have you been watching me? โ
โ How did you survive? โ
โ How much do you remember? โ
โ How are you this calm right now? โ
โ How bad is it? โ
โ How did you know my name? โ
โ How far are you willing to go? โ
โ How many lies have you told me? โ
โ How do you live with this? โ
โ How are we supposed to fix this? โ
are . . .
โ Are you human? โ
โ Are you okay? โ
โ Are you lying to me right now? โ
โ Are you scared? โ
โ Are you tired? โ
โ Are you hiding something? โ
โ Are you bound by oath or by magic? โ
โ Are you trying to start a fight? โ
โ Are you always this dramatic? โ
โ Are you going to explain or just stare? โ
do . . .
โ Do you trust me? โ
โ Do you remember your name? โ
โ Do you remember me? โ
โ Do you miss them? โ
โ Do you always talk this much? โ
โ Do you have any idea what you just did? โ
โ Do you ever sleep? โ
โ Do you want me to stay? โ
โ Do you think Iโm stupid? โ
โ Do you believe in fate? โ
have . . .
โ Have you eaten yet? โ
โ Have we met before? โ
โ Have you been here long? โ
โ Have you done this before? โ
โ Have you ever killed someone? โ
โ Have you been lying to me? โ
โ Have you lost anyone? โ
โ Have you forgiven yourself? โ
โ Have you always been like this? โ
โ Have you already chosen a side? โ
is . . .
โ Is this place real? โ
โ Is something bothering you? โ
โ Is that weapon even legal here? โ
โ Is this your idea of a joke? โ
โ Is this your way of flirting? โ
โ Is someone watching us? โ
โ Is it supposed to hurt like this? โ
โ Is there a way out? โ
โ Is this what you wanted? โ
โ Is it too late to turn back? โ
can . . .
โ Can I ask you a weird question? โ
โ Can you hear that? โ
โ Can I trust you? โ
โ Can you keep a secret? โ
โ Can we slow down? โ
โ Can you help me bury a body? โ
โ Can you look at me? โ
โ Can we talk about what happened? โ
โ Can you stop pretending? โ
โ Can you promise me something? โ
will . . .
โ Will you stay with me? โ
โ Will you tell me the truth? โ
โ Will this ever end? โ
โ Will you protect me? โ
โ Will they come back for us? โ
โ Will you remember me? โ
โ Will you choose a side? โ
โ Will you regret this? โ
โ Will you still look at me the same way? โ
โ Will you stop me if Iโm wrong? โ
should . . .
โ Should I be worried? โ
โ Should we be running? โ
โ Should I follow you? โ
โ Should I be afraid of you? โ
โ Should we pretend this never happened? โ
โ Should I stay or go? โ
โ Should I believe you? โ
โ Should I be honest with you? โ
โ Should we trust them? โ
โ Should I have come here? โ
would . . .
โ Would you do it again? โ
โ Would you lie to protect me? โ
โ Would this have been different if I had stayed? โ
โ Would you really let me die? โ
โ Would you have saved them instead? โ
โ Would you still care if you knew the truth? โ
โ Would you leave if I asked? โ
โ Would this hurt less if I understood? โ
โ Would you forgive me? โ
โ Would you choose me this time? โ
could . . .
โ Could you survive without me? โ
โ Could this world exist without you? โ
โ Could this get any worse? โ
โ Could you teach me how to do that? โ
โ Could you be wrong? โ
โ Could you be lying to yourself? โ
โ Could you forgive them? โ
โ Could this be a trap? โ
โ Could you handle the truth if I told you? โ
โ Could you live with the consequences? โ
Bit late and I don't love everything about this but whatever here you go ghoulies