#sigrunvalkyrie

“But overnighting is the way to go. So... think we can get more of this goodness brewed? It is the best healing a sniper can get.”

- He has (or had, rather, when he was still in active service) a collection of novelty boxer shorts that is perplexing in both size and variety. This initially started as a bit of a joke; Jack started asking him to cover up a bit during mission prep (it’s not really practical for him to wear his armor more than necessary in the lead-ups to combat deployment and the suit he wears underneath it is, out of necessity, skin-tight. It does not leave much of anything to the imagination and while he may be built like a brick shithouse those biceps are not the most impressive bulge he’s packing.) and he did, but in true passive-aggressive fashion it was by wearing the most cartoonishly obnoxious pair of boxers he could find. Eventually the other agents started gifting him increasingly absurd pairs of shorts as a joke and it just sort of spiraled from there. 

“Don’t make me throw this box at you, because I will.” It wasn’t uncommon for him to go all out when it came to holidays, even something as simple as Valentines day. Not only was there a heart-shaped box with a gaudy and slightly loose bow in one hand -- don’t worry, he left her all the coconut ones -- but a conglomeration of pink and yellow barely-blossoming roses in the other. From beneath his arm a dark furred bear is pulled and set upon her desk, its size partially obscuring her view. “Figured you might like something today.” 

     “Did you accept the recall?” Jesse asked, fumbling with the old encrypted phone in his hand. He was worse for wear, exhausted from his previous job, but still held a steady gaze. “I’m still thinking about it myself. Seems to good to be true, don’t it?”

Hanzo wraps his arms around her snugly and cheekily rubs his beard against her warming cheeks. “Well is this not the nicest of surprises. Are you feeling alright?” He chuckles and presses a kiss to the tip of her nose. 

I did not mean to ship-shame it. It’s merely my opinion when I see it shoved down my throat on my dash. I don’t comment on them nor do I share them or block them. But you’re right. My status was inappropriate in regard of it and I do apologize for upsetting anyone. And I do wish that people would tag it so I can blacklist it but they barely do.

-The best babysitter, with all the experience that comes from having four little sisters. Awful at actually enforcing the rules and/or strict bedtimes, but will insist on doing all the voices and animal noises when reading stories. Ones featuring lions and/or dragons are recommended, as when called upon Reinhardt can produce a roar loud enough to raise dust off shelves on the next floor.

{Kolibri} Should I bring anything with me?