The Hanzo76 (PulseDragon) Week

*crackling static*

Sombra: ey! Ey old timer!-

76: *picks up his com piece putting it to his ear* olivia?? What do you want-

Sombra: heads up I’m sending a guy to your location, he’s in bad shape, think you might know his brother or something.

76: you wha- *cut off as the door passcode beeps and swings open revealing a heavily wounded archer*

Hanzo: *staggers in holding his side* I-… *shakily taps his com* you never mentioned this place was occupied.

Sombra: don’t worry hes all bark. Have fun~ *disconnects the line*

Hanzo: …

76: … *sighs and holds out the bottle to him* you look like you need it. Sit down I’ll patch you up…

*a few hours later*

76: *seated back on the cot* that sakes deceptive stuff, tastes great but my god I’ve never had a hangover like it.

Hanzo: *sitting on a chair by the cot* whereas for me whiskeys the total opposite, tastes like swallowing fire but never had a hangover on it.

76: heh you’ve never had good whiskey then.

Hanzo: is it really any better?

76: oh no it tastes like shit and gives you a hangover, ha!

Hanzo: *snorts* I see- *pauses and looks to the window quietly*

76: hm? What is it? *gets up reaching for his gun only to stop as he hears it too* …music? *walks to the window opening it a little to see a party in the street below, couples dancing slowly and holding each other close* …

Hanzo: *a little drunk, slowly gets up and wobbles a little over to see what he’s looking at* …it’s… lovely…

76: yeah… you know how to dance?

Hanzo: not really, but… I’ve always wanted to try it. I can coordinate my body to fight but, dancing, it’s a bit too graceful for me to grasp.

76: … *gently takes his hand bringing it up to his shoulder*

Hanzo: *confused but doesn’t fight against it* hm?

76: *takes his other hand in his before placing his free one on his waist*

Hanzo: *finally clicking with what he’s doing* I-I apologise if I step on your feet.

76: *snickers and smiles a little as he starts to lead him to the music outside* that’s okay… I’m Jack by the way.

Hanzo: I did a lot more than just make out with him but go off.

Genji: HES OLD ENOUGH TO BE OUR DAD!

Hanzo: I definitely called him daddy last night.

Genji: I-

"And, to tell the truth, Jack had forgotten about it entirely for a while. He’d gotten into the act of playing the doting husband as they enjoyed the hotel and the casino the next night. He kept his arm around Hanzo’s waist, trying to ignore the warm flush under his skin when the smaller man would place a hand on his chest or snuggle in a bit too close. Jack kept his eyes peeled behind his glasses, keeping on the lookout for anything suspicious."

From @thexdragonxbecomesxme 's fic Something That We Wanna Try

Past - Our muses have sex in a historical AU

First - Our muses having their first time

The week will go on from the 6th of October to the 12th of October

The themes of each day are as follows:

1. First

2. Drawn

3. Senses

4. By your side

5. Edges

6. In another life

7. Last

The week will go on from the 6th of October to the 12th of October

The themes of each day are as follows:

1. First

2. Drawn

3. Senses

4. By your side

5. Edges

6. In another life

7. Last

I should probably give some thought to organizing a new hanzo76 - pulsedragon week. (I’d been waiting for the people who’d organized the first one to give signs of life again but welp)

So. I’ll be making a post about that.

Chapters: 11/? Fandom: Overwatch (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jesse McCree/Soldier: 76 | Jack Morrison, Soldier: 76 | Jack Morrison/Hanzo Shimada Characters: Jesse McCree, Soldier: 76 | Jack Morrison, Hanzo Shimada Additional Tags: it is a revised version of my other fic, some gabe/jack too but from the past, Rare Pairings, Mc76 - Freeform, i thought to myself: i have this idea, i also thought: why not revise your crap, then i stitched it all together and now we have this, i try to update weekly but there are finals coming up, i am not tagging mchanzo for reasons, Slow Build, There is a lot going on forgive me, Also feels and angst, But I try to compensate and balance all out, Hanzo76, It’s a poly fic bc i like them like that, There will be sex i just dont know when, Did u say threesome, Not Beta Read, I thought: soon there will be sex and brace yourself bc it is coming, hahaha man i am so funny hold my corn, Polyamory, OT3 Series: Part 2 of A Poison Tree Summary:

PART 1 found here <– You can do better than me, you wrote. I am no longer smiling.  I am writing this, my tears staining, bleeding the ink asking the same questions you once asked yourself. Why? Why me? 

The last day we spent together things seemed so perfect. So right. You took me to the beach outside of Gibraltar. We played in the waves. Your laugh blessed my cheeks like the rays of the sun. But they are red and burnt now, My hair is tangled and I taste the bitterness of the ocean. 

And among these waves you feared I would be stranded in, I felt the power of the ocean’s roaring surf, and the anger it boils in my spirit. The anger was indefinable. Hurt, betrayal, anger like I could not have imagined it. About how wrong you were. How conceited and pitiful your confessions. 

How you never gave me a chance to say how I felt. 

That is just it, Jack, you will never feel closer to my heart than when we are oceans apart. There is no such thing as running from this. I do not know where you are. You know how to disappear. Except you didn’t. You did not succeed in leaving, because so much of you remains behind. I feel your head in my chest, I feel your hands at my waist, your kisses on my ears, your ankles at my calves, your love in my gut. As long as I feel these things, you will too. I believe we are stronger then this. I have hope you will someday read this.