#mcmada

While we haven’t been able to produce as much content on the fly due to a bunch of irl stuff happening, we wanted to let you all know that our ask box is still open, and that Mod Genji and Mod Hanzo are able to draw some responses.

Thank you!

Ships & Characters: McCree/Genji, McCree/Hanzo, eventual McMada (Genji/McCree/Hanzo) McCree, Genji, Hanzo, Lucio, Angela, Fareeha, Mei, Zenyatta, Bastion, & Zarya will be most relevant to the plot. Some will not be mentioned right away. 

Count, Rating, Tags: 7k words+, T+, Slow Burn, Fluff & Angst, Accidental Plot

Summary:

The PETRAS Act is temporarily lifted, enough for Overwatch to continue operation to push back Omnic Crises globally under specific watch. Talon has been quiet for a long time - most of their operations coming to a halt. Missions have been scarce. Enough time for Jesse McCree to reacquaint himself with his fellow operatives after years of being apart and the too fast-paced mission during Talon's greater era - Specifically by flirting with a certain pair of dragons. Unfortunately, the possibility of a new God Program emerging will send Overwatch into Overdrive.

Slow Burn McMada (Genji/McCree/Hanzo) with eventual, underlying plot. No Beta, Fluff at first, Plot begins Chapter 4.

Will add tags as they come.

Originally started out as a plotless McGenji fic about flowers. Eventual McHanzo, eventual McMada. 

You'll see exactly where I plan to take this fic and let me tell you, enjoy the intro fluff while it lasts. There will soon be pain.

I have a lot of it written out and I will add a new chapter daily until I catch up.

Send me cool words and I’ll post a section of my fanfic with that word ! If I dont have that word I’ll add it !

[ for McMada (genji/mccree/hanzo) ]

20k words later and I finally got to the mildly naughty bits of that fuckin fic. thank you, btw, really helped a lot !

not in order of the fic, but in order of the words:

Fascia:

McCree had noticed once, when they were young and inBlackwatch, the fibrous tissue of Genji’s bio-mechanical body, along his armsand legs when bare, had a thin layer of fascia along them, a pseudo-skin thin and transparent. He could feel theminuscule honeycomb pattern, something that felt a little alien the first timehe clapped his hand on Genji’s arm after a race. Obviously Genji had won, buthe went easy on McCree.

Jesse felt it now, still, his hand warm against Genji’supper arm, thumb circling at snail’s pace – that honeycomb pattern still there,barely noticeable.

Two definitions, rafters and a the tissuey stuff around muscle. Guess which one I went for. 

Riptide:

A familiar wave of words filled the air like a gust through the broken building.

McCree could barely breathe. He’s seen it before, he’s seenit plenty, but the rush of riptide winds running past him, the chill of hair,the electricity in the atmosphere as the pair of brilliant, cerulean dragonsroared like thunder and crashed into whatever they desired – it was always apure type of awe. Fear and wonder.

Ryuu ga waga teki wo kurau !

Zephyr:

They strolled down the walkway, the smell of freshly wateredgrass around them as the violet haze of dusk engulfed the sky, a gentle zephyrwashed across the grass mingled with the spicy scent of McCree’s dinner plate. 

what a fuckin heathen, eating while walking/standing 

Mellifluous:

“I noticed something,” he started, the pair making their wayoutside, away from the loud hustle of everyone grabbing food.

“And what would that be?”

“Dragons.”

“Dragons?”

“Yep. Somethin’ just… Real amazing about ‘em. Yours andHanzo’s. Make me feel equal parts scared out of my wits, and really just. Fuck,they’re cool.”

Genji laughed, it was a lovely sound, something mellifluous and light. It made McCree’s heart flutter. 

“But like… They each got a scent to ‘em, too.”

“Scent?”

“Like. Thunderstorms and ocean or somethin’. I feel it,goosebumps all over when it happens, kinda makes me feel alive.”

Genji nodded with a humming noise. 

Added a bit more context, but tbh who needs context when its just “dragons are so fucking cool” ; the next part after this is one of my favourites but I’ll save it for now. 

Sonorous:

The training grounds were a little more full, usually theprevious two in friendly competition, Soldier shooting, and Torbjorn and Meiwere working with Winston in the lab on their combined turret idea. Torbjorncalled McCree a moron upon finding out about his arm, waving his own clawedprosthetic and scolding the man. He missed the two, dwarf and giant, sonorous,boisterous, and speak their minds. They’ve been in Overwatch since the beginning– they weren’t father figures, McCree snickered at the thought, but they werefamily, gruff and all. 

Zaryaand Reinhardt were in near-constant competition, but friendly and full oflaughter. Zarya challenged him to lifting, picking up Mei-Ling in a swift swingwith one arm as she squeaked in protest of the sudden action. Lucio and Hana ran up to Reinhardt, grabbing onto his arms as helifted them both, flexing and grinning.

I like to imagine the big strongs having competitions about being big and strong

Venerate:

He venerated them, the dragons –their lightning andstorms of arrows and swords. He felt warm breath on his neck, both Genji andHanzo, as he tilted back his head, allowing them to explore – Hanzo’s mouthchary and teasing against his neck, against the beat of his blood. Genjinuzzled against him, cat-like, nose brushing into the scruff of Jesse’s beardwhen he let himself sigh. Now, the dragons venerated him.  

At this point I think you can tell my favourite punctuation is “–”