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colecassiidy · 4 months

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Laws

I. please dni if you, the mun, are younger than 21+ years old. by interacting with me on this blog, you are telling me that you are a legal adult and therefore i will be treating you as such.

II. This blog runs off a ghost queue of ~1/day. My RP Prompts/Memes are always open! and I have a wishlist here!

III. i will write with duplicates, ocs, and x-overs! i treat every plot and muse as their own separate verses, unless discussed otherwise (that is to say, i do not have over-arching plot/narrative on this blog and i do not practice mains and affiliations). because of this, i would very much prefer plotting over memes. even with canon ovw characters, lore is very vague and wishy-washy and there’s much room for interpretation and differences. come to me info-dumping me about your character and i will try and find a way where i can fit :p If I have followed your blog and have not yet reached out to plot, i either immensely enjoy your writing or i have yet to formulate a proper way to reach out; the latter of which can take a bit of time, so i will appreciate any and all patience :pray:

III - A. if there is no biography on your blog in regards to your muse, i may not follow back.

III - B. While I am duplicate friendly, I would politely request that if you ship your muse with a duplicate cowboy that we do some plotting before hand. My personal joy is finding threads/directions that have not yet been taken and exploring them to diversify the experience, which includes exploring other verses if need be.

IV. this blog will contain graphic depictions of violence, drinking, and smoking – due to my realizing it too late, there are threads and images that are not tagged for blood. if these are things that discomfort you, i would highly recommend not following this blog :(

V. you can call me tek, i am 25+, i am here to be a complete and utter clown. i’m sorely lacking in graphics and icons but please do not let this stop you if this is something you utilize! i also use the beta editor and, due to simple preference, will be avoiding writing with blogs that use the legacy formatting in long term threading. i write a lot on the phone and the legacy format is incredibly unfriendly towards post snipping; in the best interest of creating an ease for myself, i am going to begin enforcing this rule.

VI. i do not intend on writing smut. please respect this, thank you! as somebody who has always had aroace tastes in fiction, i am more obsessed with friendships and complicated relationships as opposed to exclusively romantic/sexual ones; i find it incredibly difficult to insta-ship and trying to develop dynamics that are based off of flirting alone (platonic flirting is easier for me to do and something i will write him doing; if your character is not sexually attracted to him and if i do write a line towards your muse in this nature, please do not feel as if i am forcing a ship on you; i am very content and happy with my platonic relationships!). i do think cole has a healthy libido and can be quite a bit of a charmer when he wants, but it’s really just a writer problem on my end.

VII. depending on the timeline, my writing will address cole as jesse mccree or cole cassidy following the name that he was using at the time. for simplicity’s sake, he will simply go as cole cassidy for any interactions outside of overwatch. because of the sensitivity of this topic, i will generally not follow overwatch blogs first. i’m adaptable upon request otherwise. if you have explicitly stated that you do not want to follow or write with blogs using that name (and all the power to you, there is no bad blood), i will hardblock in order to avoid future confusion and stepping any toes.

VIII. i’ve been a para roleplayer - (with a past avg of ~200 words - key words being past tense lol - i genuinely don’t think i can consistently do 200 these days); i would rather avoid novella, semi-lit, and literate threads as my energy levels are just absolute dog. my lengths can greatly vary to what the thread calls for, and thus i’ll be just as flexible with you. just, y'know, as long as we aren’t sending one-liners to para’s. chat rps + crack are always fun, and i’ll gladly participate!

IX. i respond to whatever i see that has been responded to (this includes ask answers - my default is to usually make threads out of them since i grew up with those acting as starters back in the day lkjsldfa; feel free to inform me if that is something you would prefer me not to do if it is not spoken in in your rules!) if you would like to drop a thread by simply not answering to it, i have no issue of this!

X. i’m slow, i’m so so slow, and i’m sorry - i have 2 jobs :’) my dashboard can also be quite quick at times and i will miss a good number of my mutuals that are located in different time zones and won't see posts until weeks later by chance of them coming up in my for-you.

XI. i want to make a disclaimer that i do block liberally. i've had to block blogs due to my for-you being flooded with blogs i'm not mutuals with and that it'll be so consistent they are all i see until i press the block button aslkdjfsl. It is not personal,

#navigation&mastermaps;;#this is for my own ease of access to edit n revise when i'm not at a computer :skull:

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theyanderespecialist · 3 years

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My Fallen 1:One Shot Demon Hanzo X Chubby Oblivious Dark Angel OC X Demon Jesse

[Hello My Sexy Readers, I am back with another chapter and this one was requested off of Wattpad by ThisPandaChild who was the first one to request my oc Michelle who will be the Oc on this possible mini smut series. We will be starting off with me as a fallen angel as panda child your request I did not know what you meant by dark angel but fallen angel works for a scenario so yeah :D I hope you all enjoy this chapter here my friends!]

(Michelle's pov)

I sigh as I look down at the glass I was cleaning. "Well yeah that's what I'm saying. I don't even know what happened to get me kicked out l" I mutter a little annoyed but also confused, saddened. "I guess I was just to ugly for haven" I joke as the man I was serving, Jesse, looked up.

"I hate hearin' you talk 'bout yourself like that darlin'. you know that." He said looking at me as he grabbed my writs

"Jesse.." "I mean you r beautiful, your enchanting, I would move heaven and earth for ya."

"I thought i was supposed to be the one flirting form a tip."

He smirked at me. I knew he was a demon and well. He was never mean to me or tried to kill me. So I did not see the problem. He always tip good and was kind so I did not mind him so much.

"What are you doing though Jesse?" I ask confused as he pinned me to the table those eyes on me, we were the last people in the diner and I was confused why he have me pinned to a table.

"you're beautiful Darlin' I love everything about you, everything.." he said as he pulled off my shirt leaning down and licking up my stomach as I turned red as I shudder as his hands grip my thighs.

"I love how grabable you are, I love when you blush, I love how you smell..I love, seeing how you squirm under me."

"Jesse.. I Ohhhhh~" I say as he took on of my nipples into his mouth.

I did not understand he was a demand and I was a fallen angel. It made no sense at all. Why would he be interested in me.

"Like these love handles, gives me just enough to grab~ To hold onto my Darling~" He says.

I blushed as he kissed me as his hands trailed my entire body as I moan before he pulls away biting my lip.

"I've wanted to hold you for so long Darlin', I wanted to make you feel as beautiful as I see you. I want to make you mine and no one else's." He said his voice deep at the last part.

I shudder it was clear now how he felt and why I was pinned to the table. I had to admit he was very cute. But... I am a ang- I was a angel of heaven... So ....I could do this now.

"What will you do to me?" I ask blushing and he smirks.

"I think you know, but in short...I'm gonna make you scream for me~" he said smirking as he lowered himself biting my stomach as he pulled down his own pants, yet he never pulled away from biting, licking and marking my skin

I knew Demons were possessive and loved to mark but this was oh~ So much better than I thought~ He then ripped off my skirt and panties and I gasped as cold air hits my woman hoof and I shudder in want. I am wet and that cool air makes me even more wet.

I feel him place a hand over my mouth, a finger gently probing me. "Can I darling?" He asked as I look up at him.

"Please.." he smirked as he pushed a finger in as I grip onto him.

"Hey you're okay, you're doing fantastic honeydew. So good. So wet for me~" he said as he pushed another inside of me.

I tried to keep my moans in as I but my lip god it felt so good but it felt strange too and a bit sore.

"I know it hurts darling... here.." I feel him still his hand as he kissed my neck muttering praises onto the skin as he I moaned softly and buck my hips as he smirked and moved his two fingers, spreading them inside me as I moaned as I felt my body suddenly tighten before feeling a snapping sensation before feeling my mind go kind of fuzzy as I watch Jesse pull out and lick his fingers clean, all while looking at me

I pant and looked at him and he had this hungry look in his eyes that made me shudder.

"Ready for the main course?" He asks and lines his cock up with me. God it was so big.

I felt scared as he leaned in kissing me as he used my cum as a way of getting himself wet. "It'll feel good." He said kissing me head

He thrusts in and I felt my hymen tear. I gripped onto him tight and cling to him digging my nails in his back.

"good job Darling good job." He said stroking my face. "you're already done the hard part."

He then begins to thrust and I moaned in slight discomfort and very much pleasure. I arched into him and wanted more of this but did not know how to ask.

He looked at me. "You want more darling?" He asked as I could only nod blushing. "Alright, good girl~" he said as he thrust faster as he gripped onto me

I moaned and did my best to meet his thrusts. He pounded into me hard and fast and I could feel a coil winding up in my gut as I pant and moan loudly gripping his hair. His hate on the floor. He grabbed onto me, practically pushing me into the table even more than I already was as I could hear it creaking under us. I wrapped my legs around him and then he bit my neck causing me to cum and for him to cum inside me with one finally thrust that broke the table. I wanted as I look up at him before I hear the door open

"Mccree Why are you so late." I hear a snarl.

Oh shit another demon.

[This is the first part there will be more with Hanzo demon and Jesse Demon. We hope you all enjoyed and stay sexy!]

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boiledbeanjuice · 4 years

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McCree mannnn, love this cowboy way too much

#self insert #self ship #mccree #jesse mccree #overwatch #mccree x oc #jesse mccree x oc

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frank-a-lank · 6 years

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“Nice shot, kolohe.”

“Aw, shucks.”

#jesse mccree #overwatch #jesse mccree x oc #overwatch oc #my ocs #anela kahale #jesse x anela #my art #god i love them #they'd do cute shit like this all the time

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pinkykitten · 2 years

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overwatch masterlist

✰menu✰ cakes: one-shot macaroons: blurb/drabble or imagine with less than 1,000 cupcakes: headcanons baguette: preferences pies: chapter or series

✰ — cakes:

“meant to be” | jesse mccree x fem! reader

“breakfast + dancing” | gabriel reyes x fem! reader

✰ — macaroons:

“sashimi” | hanzo shimada x fem! reader

“sleeping over his house” | lucio correia dos santos x fem! reader

“fallen workout” | brigitte lindholm x male! reader

#overwatch masterlist #overwatch #overwatch fanfic #overwatch x reader #overwatch oc #jesse mccree x reader #gabriel reyes x reader #hanzo shimada x reader #lucio x reader #brigitte lindholm x reader

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zarcake-writes · 6 years

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One More Month

This is just a little something I came up with for my OC Orchid. It’s not that good but I hope you all enjoy it. I tried making it sad. Also, the song that is being sung can be found here. It’s by Civil Wars and every time I hear it I think of Jesse McCree.

Orchid roamed through the partially destroyed city. Talon had gained control of some anti omnic group and ordered them to attack this part of the city. Majority of this city once had many omnic citizens, omnic businesses, places that fixed omnics. This part of the city once had this. Now it was all rubble and ash. The attack happened a week ago, but the search parties have barely touched this area. Orchid kept expecting her hear someone screaming for help.

Orchid stumbled over something on the ground. Looking down she saw a human arm sticking out from under some rubble. She felt the bile rise in her throat but she swallowed it down. So much destruction, just to create a new crisis. So, the world can be reborn from the ashes. So, the strong can survive and the weak can parish. This new war will kill almost everyone, except those who started it. She had seen the explosions, Akande looked pleased and Reaper was silent. She wondered if he could feel anything. She was glad for the mask over her face, because she was crying during the attack.

Orchid continued walking through the rubble when she saw a music store. She walked inside and frowned at the broken instruments. But she froze when she saw an acoustic guitar. Orchid checked to make sure she was alone. No one was around except the ash and pieces of rubble and the bodies buried beneath them. She sat a chair up and picked up the guitar.

Orchid removed her mask and she was Rosa again. She began strumming the guitar, she remembered her father teaching her. He would sit her on his lap when she was small and tell her which strings to strum. She remembered her first guitar and the music books he bought her. She remembered playing and singing, flowers always seemed to erupt around her when she would play.

Rosa remembered the song she sang for a cowboy when she was younger. She remembered the blush on his face, how he watched with wide eyes as flowers grew around her. He applauded her when she was done and she swore the young man was going to cry. She remembered him giving her a soft kiss on the lips and then he played a song for her. She couldn’t remember the name of the song he played, but she remembered smiling like a school girl.

Rosa smirked when she remembered her father asking about it, he had seen the whole thing. He only smiled and hugged her tightly and told her, “If he makes you happy, then I’m happy. But if he breaks your heart I’m going to kill him.” She smiled at the memory.

Rosa glanced back down at the guitar in her hand. The only song she could think of was the one she sung for that cowboy all those years ago. She slowly began to play and sing softly.

“Oh Lord, Oh Lord, what have I done? I’ve fallen in love with a man on the run Oh Lord, Oh Lord, I’m begging you please Don’t take that sinner from me Oh don’t take that sinner from me,”

Around her figure, flowers began to grow. It was such an odd thing to see. A woman in black, a gun on her side and vials of poison on her waist, who had a plague doctor mask, sitting in a destroyed music shop singing, with flowers sprouting up around her. She knew if any Talon agent found her, her cover would be blown. But kept playing.

“Oh Lord, Oh Lord, what do I do? I’ve fallen for someone who’s nothing like you He’s raised on the edge of the devil’s backbone Oh I just wanna take him home Oh I just wanna take him home”

The tears began to prick her eyes. Everything was getting too hard. It was difficult keeping her cover. It was difficult pretending she was a heartless mercenary. It was difficult pretending Reaper was not the man who raised. She just wanted to hug him and cry into his chest and call him papa. She just wanted him to hold her back. She wanted to go home every night to her cowboy and the little one.

“Oh Lord, Oh Lord, he’s somewhere between A hangman’s knot, and three mouths to feed There wasn’t a wrong or a right he could choose He did what he had to do Oh he did what he had to do,”

She remembered when she told Jesse and Genji to leave Blackwatch. She remembered trying to reverse what Moira did to her father. She remembered kissing Jesse goodbye and him telling her to come with him. She remembered them parting on bad terms, tears ran down her face as he turned away from her. She remembered hearing about the explosion and finding out Talon got her father and learning about what they did to him. She remembered screaming and crying.

“Give me the burden, give me the blame I’ll shoulder the load, and I’ll swallow the shame Give me the burden, give me the blame How many, how many Hail Marys is it gonna take?”

She remembered getting back up and swearing to save her father. She remembered getting in touch with Jesse and him getting mad at her plan. She remembered the angry tear coated kisses they shared that night, the way he held her close as he pushed himself in and out of her. She remembered working on her plant and learning all she could about Talon. She remembered putting on her new outfit and becoming Orchid. She remembered things she did, she remembered meeting Reaper. She remembered joining Talon.

“Don’t care if he’s guilty, don’t care if he’s not He’s good and he’s bad and he’s all that I’ve got Oh Lord, Oh Lord, I’m begging you please Don’t take that sinner from me Oh don’t take that sinner from me”

Rosa finished the song. Tears were running down her face. Behind her she heard footsteps and a familiar jingle.

“You still sing beautifully,” came a voice that made her cry harder.

The person was in front of her almost immediately. The guitar was taken from her hands and two arms wrapped around her body, one metal and the other a flesh and blood arm. Rosa wrapped her arms around the man, his body armor was hard and cold but he smelled like home. Rosa sobbed into this serape, he rubbed her back and was whispering in her ear.

“It’s alright darlin, I’m here. Let it all out,” he whispered. She cried even harder.

When she finally stopped crying, Jesse pulled back and wiped her face. She was still so beautiful. The scar on her cheek didn’t diminish her beauty. She looked older, tired and scared. Despite the years and things that happened, she was still that sweet girl who liked to play in the dirt. Jesse kissed her lips softly and she kissed him back.

“You alright sugar?”

“No. I don’t know how much longer I can keep this up,” she sighed.

“Come home then. I miss you. She misses you. Asks for you every night,” Jesse said.

“Stop, I’m going to start crying again,” Rosa grumbled. She wiped her eyes and looked up at her cowboy. He was older now and he had more facial hair, shit more hair all over his body. But, he still reminded her of that sweet twenty something boy she first met. He was much cockier then, but he was always a sweetheart.

“What are you going to do sweet pea? Stay with them and keep ending up like this? It’s dangerous Rosa. If they find out you’re betraying them they’ll… Shit Rosa come home. Please,” Jesse pleaded. He looked worried for her, she hated when he had that look on his face. She hated how his eyes grew full of tears and how he was gripping her tightly.

“One month. Give me one more month. I’ll be home with you both then. I promise,” Rosa said.

“Why a month?”

“Because I have a plan. Wait for my signal.”

“Alright sweet pea. I love you.”

“I love you too. Give this to her, please,” Rosa said. She plucked a flower from the floor beneath her and waved her hand over it. The flower transformed into a beautiful pink lily. She handed it to Jesse and he smiled at her sadly.

“I will. Fuck darlin, I miss you. One month, that’s all you get before I drag your cute ass home.”

“I promise. One more month,” Rosa repeated. Jesse nodded his head and hugged her tightly. They held each other until her communicator went off.

She kissed her cowboy one last time and him tightly, then she placed her mask back on. Rosa was gone and Orchid was back. Jesse watched her go, he sat on the stool and sighed to himself. He twirled the beautiful flower in his fingers and pulled out a picture. He smiled at it, a tear ran down his face.

“One more month,” he whispered.

#jesse mccree x oc #jesse mccree #overwatch oc #orchid #rosa reyes #my oc #overwatch #akande ogundimu #doomfist #gabriel reyes #reaper

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emberedroses · 4 years

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Meme #2

Reyes after he found McCree

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strawberryolipop · 3 years

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day whatever <3

i am... a day late by a few hours

#did i miss multiple days?? yes. but this is what i made anyway <3 #more to come >:)#self insert #mccree x oc #jesse mccree #overwatch #fanart #my art #overwatch fanart #art #anyway can you tell what my latest hyperfixation is #if not #you will :)

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love-of-fandoms · 3 years

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Cherry Blossoms (Hanzo Shimada + OC) Chapter 13

Chapter 13 of Cherry Blossoms (Master List)

Pairing: Alpha Hanzo + Omega OC

Word Count: 2422 words

The day after Halloween, an extremist anti-omnic group began a coup in Hong Kong. They had taken control of the airport, and were running through the streets attacking any omnics they came across, and in turn any organics with them. Winston sent a team out.

Danny startled awake at the sound of a ringtone going off. When she cracked her eyes open, she was met with the view of a bare chest. There was some blue ink on the chest, and following it to the shoulder it was attached to she could see it was Hanzo’s dragon tattoo. Upon gaining more awareness of everything, she could feel two strong arms around her waist.

With a squeak, she shot up, looking around. The arms around her tightened in protest, but she broke out of their hold in a panic. Hanzo startled awake at her forcefully tearing herself from his arms, and one hand reached up to rub his eyes to get the sleep out of them.

“What’s wrong, ‘me-” he cut himself off, eyes opening a bit more at the sight of a heavily breathing Danny. Almost instinctively, his arms went back around her, pulling her back down into his chest. “We fell asleep watching the movie, remember?” he prompted gently, and Danny took in a deep breath his scent flooding her nostrils and calming her almost instantly. She sighed happily.

“Y-yeah,” she murmured, nuzzling back into his chest and closing her eyes once more. “C-can we sl-sleep a little longer?” she asked, her lips brushing his chest as she spoke. Hanzo was thankful her face was against his chest and she wasn’t able to see the bright pink flush that had come to his cheeks. “Please?” Hanzo puffed out a sigh.

“I need to answer my phone,” he said, voice low and rough with sleep, and Danny sighed, throwing her arm out to Hanzo’s bedside table, grabbing his phone and holding it above her head.

“Here,” she grumbled, and Hanzo blinked, staring at his phone for a moment as he processed what was happening, and the domestic contentment that filled his chest. He took his phone gently from her hand, going to missed calls and calling back Winston before raising his phone to his ear. The scientist picked up after barely one ring.

“Hanzo?” the archer grunted.

“Yes Winston?” he grumbled, hand absentmindedly raising to stroke through Danny’s hair. She wasn’t asleep, but a small smile was on her face as she rested atop him with her eyes closed. The feeling of domesticity was so pleasant that the passing thought went through Hanzo’s head. It wouldn’t hurt for every morning to be like this. For once, the thought didn’t even alarm him.

“There’s an issue in Hong Kong,” Winston said, and Hanzo’s brows furrowed.

“What is it?”

“Some anti-omnic extremists are running around attacking omnics and omnic-sympathizers, we’re sending a team out,”

“And I’m on this team?” Danny’s head lifted a bit, looking up at Hanzo with a pinched face of concern.

“Huh?” she mumbled, and Hanzo gave her an I’ll tell you later look, hand still stroking through her hair, and Danny sighed, slumping back against his chest.

“Yes, McCree, Hana, Reinhardt, Lucio, and Tracer are being sent to the airport to take out their central command,” Winston said. “You, Torbjörn, Angela, Brigitte and I are going to take out the smaller groups in the streets,”

“When do we leave?”

“As soon as you all can get ready and down to the hangar,” Hanzo let out a heavy sigh, glancing down at Danny for a moment before raising his eyes to the ceiling.

“I’ll be right down,” he said, before ending the call and putting his phone to the side. Danny peaked up at him with a questioning gaze.

“What’s going on?” she asked blearily. Hanzo sighed again.

“I need to go to Hong Kong,” he said, his hands going to her shoulders and prompting her to sit up. She sighed, sitting up and scooching over Hanzo so she could swing her legs over the edge of the bed. He sighed fondly, large hands falling to her hips and lifting her up. Danny squeaked as Hanzo put her back on his other side, plopping her down and gently pushing her shoulders back down. “You can still sleep,” he told her, standing from the bed and pulling the covers back over her.

“Are you sure?” Danny asked, though it was clear to both of them that she was going to take him up on his offer whether it was genuine or not as she settled into his pillows with a sigh, eyes already slipping closed. One of her hands grabbed Hanzo’s comforter and tugged it up to her face, breathing in his calming scent of flowers and tea. Hanzo huffed out a chuckle as he quickly changed out of his costume from the night before and into his usual loose robe.

“Sleep,” he commanded softly, leaning down to peck her forehead without really thinking about it. A smile slipped onto Danny’s face as she slipped into that calm, dizzy state that came right before sleep. As such, she didn��t notice the pink that came to Hanzo’s cheeks when he realized what he had done. He quickly slipped out of his room, eyes widening when he saw Jesse McCree standing right outside his door.

“Mornin’ Hanzo,” McCree grinned at the archer, tipping his hat, and Hanzo nodded back, beginning to walk down the hall in the direction of the hangar. McCree followed, his spurs clicking as they walked down the hall. “Have you seen Danny?” the cowboy asked, and Hanzo raised an eyebrow at him. “Just didn’t find her in her room earlier,” he shrugged at the look, and Hanzo sighed.

“She fell asleep in my room last night,” he said, and Jesse hummed mischievously. Hanzo’s lips tugged down into a scowl. “What?” Jesse shrugged innocently.

“Awe, nothin’,” Hanzo grunted, and he could have laughed in relief when they finally reached the hangar. Winston was there, along with 7 others, and he cleared his throat when he saw the final two heroes walk in.

“Alright, gather round!” he called, and began the brief. “Anti-omnic extremists have taken over Hong Kong’s airport, as well as sending out smaller teams into the streets to attack any omnics and omnic-sympathizers they find. We’re going to have two teams: Mercy, Torbjörn, Brigitte, Hanzo, and myself will neutralize the terrorists in the streets, while McCree, Lucio, Reinhardt, D.Va, and Tracer will take back the airport!” Angela’s face pinched in worry.

“Winston, we’re still technically illegal,” she piped up. “Will this be okay?” Winston nodded.

“HKPD knows we’re coming, and the chief said that he’ll be thankful for the help,” he assured her, and Angela sighed in relief.

“Well, at least we know we won’t get arrested, might die, but not get arrested,” Torbjörn cracked, and Lucio grimaced.

“Honestly, I’d rather not go through the whole ‘getting arrested’ thing again,” Lucio sighed, and Hanzo’s brows rose in question, and Lucio backpedaled, sensing the imminent questions. “But uh, let’s go to Hong Kong! Not worry about my record…” the musician chuckled, scratching the back of his head nervously.

“Shit!” Torbjörn exclaimed as a group of maybe 15 anti-omnic extremists rushed towards them. Everyone’s eyes widened when they saw multiple members of the group pulled out small bombs, arming them and preparing to throw them.

“Brigitte!” Winston called, but Brigitte grunted in frustration, shaking her gauntlet frantically.

“My shield isn’t working!” Hanzo’s eyes widened, pulling out an arrow and taking a deep breath. A blue energy began to glow around him, solidifying into his dragons.

“Ryuu ga waga teki wo kurau!” he shouted as he loosed the arrow, Sanda and Akarui spiraling forward in their mighty forms with his arrow, taking out the group that was rushing towards them. The few stragglers that were left found themselves screaming as the bombs their comrades had armed went off.

“Uh, we got a problem!” sounded through their comms, and Winston held tapped the comm in his ear.

“What is it, McCree?” he asked.

“We need back up, D.Va got hurt in the initial breach and there are way more than we expected,” McCree’s worried voice sounded through the comms, and Winston exchanged a worried look with the others.

“We’re on our way,” he said, before turning to Hanzo.

“Hanzo, you can get there quickest, go and provide support until the rest of us can get there,” the archer nodded, before running and grabbing an awning to swing himself up to the roof of a building. He ran off in the direction of the airport, eyes widening at the huge hole in the side of the main entrance.

“Where are you? It’s a big airport!” Hanzo demanded into his comm, McCree’s response crackling through only moments later.

“Right past the security checkpoint by the main entrance!” Hanzo’s eyes narrowed as he continued to run, soon enough hearing gunfire. Any civilians he encountered on the way, he told to get out of the airport, find somewhere safe.

“Vamos esculachar!” he heard Lucio shout as he rounded the corner, seeing, like McCree had said, the team huddled up by the security checkpoint. A green glow surrounded everyone as Lucio healed them up best he could, and Hanzo’s eyes narrowed as he saw a huge mec suit walking towards them. It had two huge turrets on its shoulders, which began to glow red as they fired up.

“Watch out!” he shouted, firing an explosive arrow at the mec, which barely phased it. McCree turned to Hanzo, seeing where the bow was firing and turning just in time to dive out of the way as the mec began firing. Reinhardt, who had just finished off a small group of attackers, turned to face the mec with a roar-like shout.

“For the crusaders!” he roared as he slammed his warhammer to the ground, a series of cracks lining the ground and rushing towards the mec, who had barely anytime to react before they were knocked off their feet. The person manning the mec let out a scream as they fell, the armor denting enough that it had surely injured the person inside. McCree jumped out from the barrier he had hidden himself behind then, pulling his peacekeeper out and shooting at the weak spots on the mec with deadly precision.

“It’s HIGH noon!” he shouted as the mec exploded, and everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as the impending threat seemed to be subdued.

It wasn’t to last however, McCree standing up and beginning to walk forward.

“Come on, we still need to finish them off,” he called, and Hanzo ran over and stopped Tracer from following the others.

“Stay with D.Va,” he told her. “The others will be here soon, until then we can’t leave her unprotected,” Tracer nodded, determination in her eyes.

“Got it!” she affirmed.

Almost 36 hours after the team had departed, they finally arrived back at the base. Exhausted, those who weren’t injured hightailed it back to their rooms, while the less fortunate ones had to stay and be treated by Angela.

Hanzo, only having some cuts and bruises, began to leave the hangar when he saw Danny running towards him. The corner of his lips quirked up in a small smile at the sight of her, and he barely had times to open his arms before she was barreling into them.

“Is everybody alright?” she asked, and Hanzo nodded, wincing when she gave him a tight squeeze. Perhaps his ribs were bruised as well… “Oh! I’m sorry! Are you hurt?!” Danny quickly pulled away, and Hanzo had to suppress the distressed noise that wanted to come out of his throat when she took her warmth and scent with her.

“I’m fine,” he assured her, but Danny narrowed her eyes, a hand raising to lightly prod his ribs. Hanzo let out a hiss of pain, and she sighed, grabbing his hand.

“Come on,” she began tugging him down the hall towards med bay, glancing over her shoulder at the others still in the hangar. “You too, Jesse! I need to look at that arm!” Jesse chuckled, tipping his hat at Angela before jogging to catch up to his little sister and the archer.

“You know how to fix his prosthetic?” Hanzo asked, surprised, and Danny nodded.

“I spent a year on the road with his sorry ass, I picked up a few things,” she grumbled, and Jesse chuckled.

“She’s better at fixing this thing than me at this point,” Jesse said, and Danny rolled her eyes.

“That’s because you only have one hand to fix it with,” she shot back, and Jesse shrugged, an indulgent smile on his face. She swung open the door to the medbay when the reached it, gesturing for her two shadows to sit as she began rifling through the cabinets.

“Where the hell are the biotic fields?” she murmured to herself, letting out a triumphant “Ah HA!” when she finally found one. She turned back to Hanzo, gesturing for him to take off his robe, which he did with only a slight blush. Danny very pointedly avoided looking too much as his toned chest, instead focusing intently on placing the biotic field above his ribs and turning it on.

“He gonna live, doc?” Jesse joked, and Danny sighed, pouting.

“I’m doing everything I can, but I don’t think he’s gonna make it,” she said softly, and Jesse gasped, putting his flesh hand to his chest in ‘shock’.

“Oh no!” he began fake sobbing, and Hanzo scoffed, reaching out a hand to shove the cowboy’s shoulder.

“I’m not dying anytime soon,” he grit out, and Danny smiled, nodding.

“You better not!” she chirped, giving Sanda and Akarui a pat on each of their heads when they peaked out of his tattoo. “Otherwise I won’t get to see these adorable little dragons again!” her voice raised in pitch, and Hanzo raised a brow.

“You’ll only miss the dragons?” he challenged, a small smile on his face as he knew she was only joking. Danny hummed, glancing up at him.

“I mean, I guess I’ll miss you too,” she sighed, and Hanzo chuckled, reaching a hand up to ruffle her hair. Danny pouted, but allowed him to do so begrudgingly.

“I’m not going anywhere anytime soon,” he assured her, and Danny gave him a soft smile.

“Good,”

…

“What am I? Chopped liver? My arm’s sparking over here!”

“Sorry!”

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