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some sketch pages from the mchanzo zine I made with my pal genue a few months back

(a mix of new and reworked sketches)

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mchanzo - at the bar

posting this here too because it’s still one of my favorite pieces i’ve drawn of them ; u ;

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Say GG!

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Roses: The Bounty Hunter One

Just posted chapter 1 of a new bounty hunter fic :3

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“I suppose you are here to recruit me, then.”

Another guttural chuckle escapes the man. The sound makes Hanzo ears prick with interest in a way he has not felt in decades. “I ain’t here for hero business.”

“So you have taken up your former commander’s invitation.” Hanzo picks up his chopsticks but does not move them into his bowl. “Talon is usually more subtle with their recruitment efforts. I suppose I should thank them for the bounty when this is over.”

This time the man laughs, full and with a rasp indicative of a tobacco problem Hanzo is all too familiar with. The only other patron in the small ramen stand jumps at the sudden sound from their seat at the end of the bar. The chef looks up from the bowl he’s been drying for the last ten minutes since he served the man in a cowboy hat. He makes eye contact with Hanzo, lifts an eyebrow in question while looking between the two of them. With a subtle shake of his head, Hanzo lifts a bite of noodles to his mouth.

“Funny, he never mentioned you got a sense of humor in you.” The man pushes away his half-empty bowl and leans as far back on his stool as is possible without falling off. Lax. “Nah, I’m a free agent these days. I’m here for you, darlin’.”

“How precious.”

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#mchanzo #fanfiction #bounty hunter #experimental writing

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When you forget your lighter.

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a dialogue-heavy one-shot that was supposed to break me out of my writer’s block but instead turned into a monster 

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What I wouldn’t give to kiss you right now.

An astounding pressure on his bladder rouses him from sleep. Hanzo groans and rolls over on his bed, lifting an arm to cover his eyes from the sunlight burning his irises even through his eyelids. His breath tastes sour and his head is pounding beneath his eye sockets, even though he doesn’t remember drinking enough last night to warrant a hangover. He can hear Genji’s voice teasing him in the back of his mind, it’s because you’re getting old.

With a deep sigh and a headache ringing songs of regret in his ears, Hanzo throws his legs over the side of the bed and sits up. He opens his eyes, much to his immediate regret for two reasons.

One: this absolutely is not his room. (Unless Genji and McCree are pulling a ridiculous prank on him. Again.)

Two: this absolutely is not his body. (Unless he’d sprouted legs in his sleep, only for the universe to have taken an arm as payment.)

#overwatch #mchanzo #finished fic #fanfiction #body swap #trans mccree #i experimented with this one and i don't really like it but here we are

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Was it though?

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Happy Valentine's Day!♥️

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havent posted my terribly self indulgent v-day art on here yet bc i have no idea if tumblr will arrest me for posting Illegal Skin Tones and committing online tiddy crimes

anyway i dont have a bf or a partner and so this drawing of hanzo is my valentine, to myself,

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Once a bitch, always a bitch

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He arrived earlier than planned, and a secret dinner with junk food failed.

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goin’ thicco mode with that back practice  also trying to force myself to learn how to draw a butt

wow i put McCree’s robo arm on the wrong dang side

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Appreciate a dragon day ✨🐲

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burn in the afterthought

I’ve finally finished my first McHanzo fic and thought I’d share here as well :)

Soulmate Red String of Fate AU where the only string you can’t see is your own!

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“Well, howdy. Must be the one and only Shimada Hanzo,” the cowman says. He makes his way across the conference room, hand outstretched for a handshake. In three long strides, he’s two feet away from Hanzo. That lopsided grin stretches his face, accentuating the crows feet in the corners of his eyes. “Name’s McCree, Jesse McCree. It’s a mighty pleasure finally meetin’ ya, doll.”

Hanzo’s hands remain at his side, unmoving. He drags his gaze away from the man’s face, down to the hand offered to him, back up to make eye contact with this Jesse. He feels a smirk tug at his lips as he says, “I am sure it is.”

A look of surprise sparks the man’s eyes momentarily. Then a laugh escapes him, bubbling out from deep within his chest. Hanzo can practically feel it rattle his bones. McCree turns to Genji, mirth plain across his face. “I like this fella.” He gives Hanzo another smile, this one smaller, more relaxed. “Welcome to Overwatch, partner.”

#mchanzo #fanfic #completed fic #soulmate au #red string of fate au