hey ! so i finally got off my ass and made this - though i’m really nervous to post it up as well. i meant to do it a couple hundred followers ago - but better late than never right ? right well, honestly can’t believe i’ve hit this milestone to be honest ? i had a bit of a down period to be honest but it was nice to come back and be welcomed back into the community again ? even see some familiar faces.    i’ve met a lot of amazing people thanks to this blog; and my love for hanzo and for the people i interact / interacted with and follow. i honestly couldn’t have gotten here without you all and i’ve made a lot of memories and i’ll always think fondly back on them.    the people i’ve met, the people i’ve talked to - threaded with or just admired from afar are all amazing and special to me. each and everyone of you are like a shining star in my sky and i look at all of you in wonder ! your writing has made me push myself to be better, to improve myself and strive for more - you’ve all been a motivation to me and i can’t thank you enough from the bottom of my heart.     i wholeheartedly recommend you all follow these people, as i think you won’t regret it !

so in no particular order these are the people i send all my love to ! i apologise if i happen to miss anybody, but please do know that i love you all  - whether you’re on this list or not. it is just very hard to fit everyone on here ( though honestly i might as well just add my whole following list ! ) and i’ve included one blog on here - if you run multiple !

     HARMONY.     genji’s visor is removed from his face with shaky hands , unable to properly breathe with it on. tears stream down scarred cheeks , torn from the unforgettable night which plagues his mind. he no longer screams like he used to do , but his legs pull in close , hugged by arms only half organic.

     CAUCHEMAR.     ❝ how quaint ; one would think you’d stop doing things like that after seeing how your brother ended up. ❞

jesse’d been asked a handful of times over the years what had made him such a crackshot. he’s always given a coy answer, the sort of answer that wasn’t really an answer at all. the secret was actually-- pretty easy he thinks, pretty boring. that’s why he always gave a story, because that’s what people were really after, they wanted to be told a story. jesse isn’t a half bad storyteller either. the real answer is that there’s damned near nothing to do in the desert & it wasn’t so hard to be good at something when you had the time to practice, and it always helped being able to close your eyes and paint yourself a really good target. something you really wanted to hit,

he should probably be more concerned about that. but it’s utilitarian, natural to put the face of the father he’d never known the one who’d left his mother when he was still in her belly or the young punks who’d tried to take him out and gotten his family instead. it’s easy not to miss when the target means more than an empty glass bottle or a training bot. there something cathartic about it-- powerful cleansing to watch each bullet find it’s mark, there’s a rhythm you can fall into with shooting, a place you can get to when you don’t have to think about it. all quick steady movements of his wrist, the comforting weight of pulling back the trigger even the click and the wind of reloading the revolver is part of it. it’s easy to not think about the way he breaths a little quicker, his heart beating a little faster false adrenaline even from a false battle gets to him.

he blames that for the fact that he doesn’t hear hanzo coming until he’s practically on top of him. overwatch ain’t exactly operating according to the law these days & while being an outlaw again don’t bother jesse much, he’s got to say the lack of facilities like having several fully functioning shooting ranges to practice on is sorely missed. sharing the limited space they’ve got is--- interesting. 

but mccree don’t like the way he still feels shaken up-- exposed, weirdly. like hanzo can see something or everything in those sharp dark eyes of his. he clears his throat, swallowing awkwardly and pasting on a casual smile. he licks his lips like he’s not sweating, like hanzo can’t see anything at all except what jesse decides to show of his hand. 

    “well hey there hanzo.” he says with forced joviality, slipping his gun back into it’s holster.

Put an Overwatch hero in my ask and I'll tell you...

Hanzo

- how often I play them: Every now and then!- which maps I like to use them on: I don’t think I really have a favorite.- which skin I currently have equipped: Cloud!- who I ship them with: Happiness. I just want... him to be happy.... And to reconcile with his brother... and for them to be happy!!!!!!! But Healing Arrow has REALLY grown on me. IDK Ruri give me good ships with Hanzo. He needs love.

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