#Demon Hanzo

[shima0021]

Fanart Hanzo Shimada from Overwatch

Inspired from @dilfosaur ‘s 2Demons AU comic

I know i late few years however i enjoy draw him and hope you all enjoy it

I just comeback play Overwatch,last time i play the first game,now i back play but its now Overwatch 2

Back play it not because my big three mains,Mercy,Zenyatta and Ana ,but it Hanzo who get me to play it again,i even play Hanzo now ,i actually have no experience play him before

Then i remember i ever read 2Demons AU that i think so interesting in the concept story ,so yeah after long time not draw Overwatch stuff ,i draw again by draw Hanzo . I maybe will do Demon Mcree/Cassidy too in another time

[bastardofodin]

All the in-progess shots and the final product. I give you Cyberdemon Hanzo. And if you squint, you can see his op scar. 👀👀👀👀

[ieatgrassalot]

I drew my fumcing boy

[gotafewtricks]

Omg hellooo!

Hc's for an oni reader? The shimadas (plus kiriko) meet such a muscle mommy reader as she's taller and obviously has mad muscles as well as horns. I imagine it like the demon hanzo and oni genji and maybe witch kiriko?

★ Meeting an oni

Aww, hey !! & thank you for the request !! I'm unsure what you meant on the last sentence, but I presume you meant an oni reader with demon!Hanzo, oni!Genji, and witch!Kiriko? Or just referring to how similar they are, in essence? I'll try to write both versions:3

But, this request is so unique; I hopefully do it justiceee<3

★ Hanzo

Hanzo was no stranger to the spirits, considering his clan found pride in their kinship with dragons. The superstitious essence that enriched the Shimadas' family life feels as if it was something straight out of a fictitious reality for them, but the idea of such was not outlandish. Occupations within the more religious communities of Japan were reliant on someone's belief, for reasons that do not need to be explained. Even if Hanzo was not one to study among the field in his own leisure, ghosts, and among which of those are yōkai, have owned a special place of respect in his heart.

I like to believe that the dragons expressed in his ultimate, and in Genji's, are spirits themselves—even though there are popular theories surrounding that they may just be a channel of energy through technology; I just want to look cool and make the story more interesting by introducing another very well-known idea that they are actually sentient. Think of Kiriko's kitsune companion, in a way.

Although, Hanzo was not exactly ready to meet such a hulking figure before him.

I do not write Hanzo the best as I do with his brother and Kiriko, but I do believe that his reaction would be rather varied. He is extremely used to the spirits, as he has grown accustomed to them, and it feels natural, almost. I'd say that, due to his upbringing within his family, being rather forced into such a position to be made comfortable with those ideas.

Upon your arrival, Hanzo did feel his breath hitch at just how tall you were. It wasn't a foreign concepr for him to be shorter than a person, even if he was of a formidable height—many, many others were vast in their stature. With your strong appearance, he knew that you could've easily have bench pressed triple his weight. Hanzo doesn't know either to be flustered with the thought, or intimidated. He takes it as his cue to feel both.

If we are talking more in terms with a more demonic Hanzo, the archer would still feel those very same emotions. In one hand, he knew to take you seriously—given that you could easily overpower him in a physical scenario. In the other, he was reassured by the safety of his range, knowing his excellence in his bow was an advantage. There was something nagging at him, however, for always thinking about those more violent outcomes. The more he would look over your well-built body, the more he could feel his face flush; lying to himself that he's just trying to study his opponent.

★ Genji

Similar to Hanzo's scenario, Genji is no stranger to the world of yōkai. Him and his dragon companion held a very, very tight bond together; not viewing the lessons and morals the male had to learn over all of those years as boredom, however, a better understanding of the spirit. As Genji would practice further sparring in the comfort of a training session in the comfort of his own solitude, the philosophy he has earned from sharpening his mentality has later enriched his relationship with the dragon.

On occasion, he would also see the fox spirit trail alongside Kiriko, knowing that it was taking care of the girl. Even if most of Genji's interactions with the apparition were of mischevious intent, he knew better not to underestimate the power of the kitsune; their wisdom spanning across multiple generation's length of centuries.

Upon meeting you, the ninja would take a moment to study your physique, and depending on if he was truly in the mood to jab a few playful sayings here and there, Genji would ask for your exercising routine. He's seen how people in the modern times have grown to be so exponentially tall; and with the amount of muscles you have, he couldn't help but feel rather jealous over the fact you were in such great shape. Plus, being seen as smaller was something Genji would often laugh at to himself, but it was something you could always tease him about it later.

Regarding yōkai and their mystical properties, Genji ought to know better than to view it as anything different. He was a cybernetic ninja, after all—he is still human, and still Genji, but he did not choose this body of his. As much as he would be taken aback, considering you do not meet the demons that horror movies love to accentuate every day, he would make a genuine effort to get to know you better. You couldn't help but notice how he would be fascinated with your horns.

If he is an oni himself, however, things would be different, in the sense of meeting another one of his kind. Also, different in the sense that the author knows jackshit about writing Genji in this form, so please forgive them for whatever out of character mess this could escalate to. You cannot see it behind his mask, but the smile in both his eyes and on his face could tell a person that he's very interested—and would love to see what you could really do. He'll try to paraphrase his words to make it seem as if he isn't begging you to spar with him; his tone giving away his true emotion laced through his dialogue—his eagerness.

★ Kiriko

With her background with her grandmother introducing her to the ideas of the spirits, and with Kiriko being familiar with the work that shrine maidens have such high responsibilities of—she has substantial knowledge about the subject. Through performing specific rituals, either that is studying how the ancient Japanese would go about them, or guiding these events herself; the woman would then have a better awareness in regards to the yōkai. As she does surround herself with friends who have kinship to these mythological legends, it's difficult for Kiriko to be surprised with these sorts of events.

As she knows that there are malicious spirits out to target the good will of other's, thus, that being another reason why she is trying her hardest ro train, not to better herself—but for the people that she has sworn to protect. Whenever she laid sights on you, however, she tries to gauge her reaction based on the actions that you were to lay out, at first. Kiriko knows a thing or two about judging others based on their looks alone, considering she gets underestimated with her being a young adult in such a high-stakes type of environment nearly 24/7.

She would be more openly joking about it, not in a way to ever be derogatory or to be offensive ok any shape or form. Rather, making verbal comments to herself. These would mostly be her voicing her opinions on your build, and she would be lying that if seeing your form does make her a bit self-conscious of her stature. Kiriko would be very interested, and she would try to see it as more of a challange to try and best you out of different regimens—either in sports, exercising, etc.; Kiriko knew damn well that if she ever wanted to each the top shelf of anything, she'd need to as for your assistance—making herself feel as if she was a child all over again.

With witch Kiriko (rather, fortune teller), the girl would be pleasantly surprised to come across an oni; it's not the most outlandish thing that she's seen. The familiarity with your kind would somehow put Kiriko at ease, as she can easily predict what coukd happen next with you. She says that it's because of her expertise in her abilities as an oracle, trying to boast her skills in front of you. You may think she is trying to get another customer to pay for a vague, "foretold" explanation of their time ahead. However, she just wants to try to show off in front of you; as she needs to do something to distract her mind—Kiriko knows it's rude to stare, after all. Even if she could look at you for hours, at least.

Though, rest assured, Kiriko already knows what lies ahead in store for her; as the future certainly has you in it.

[mothmanindisguise]

I'm reading that old YeeHan fic, from before the change, Nocturne by delicaterosebud on AO3 and oh my god I wanna draw on HANZO so so bad you don't even know

[sleeperzzz105]

Imma just drop this here

[lloline]

Onryō's guise

i really like how blizzard made this skin omg i'm in love *a fan of Hanzo was activated in me, so until season 7 ends, I decided to draw a couple of illustrations for this man finally*

[odditycircus-2002]

A moment between Mother and Daughter

Random Scenario that came to mind based on those asks with Scorpion marrying a reader insert who is Quan-chi’s daughter, and then had a daughter with. And this clip:

*D/N: Daughter’s Name

Since you gave birth to your daughter, Hanzo wanted to keep her safe. So safe in fact, that your husband has explicitly banned D/N from leaving the walls of the compound, going so far as to instruct every guard he keeps stationed around the walls the same thing. This was not an issue when D/N was still a baby since the compound may as well have been the entire world as far as she knew. Yet, as she grew older, D/N became more aware of a world outside of her home and, like all children, found the idea of something they can’t have irresistible. But Hanzo denied his daughter's initial request to travel outside the compound, not wanting to risk his only living child's safety.

Similarly, you are wary of outside forces harming your daughter and want to keep her safe just as much as Hanzo does. However, you didn’t wish D/N to feel trapped within the compound’s walls and ignorant of the outside world. While you didn't like to go behind your husband's back, when D/N was five, and Hanzo felt more comfortable being gone for extended periods, you took it upon yourself to be your daughter's guide to the world outside.

Firstly, you swore your daughter to secrecy for this little trip, saying it'll be something just between you both. You then convinced the more sympathetic guards to let you and D/N slip past you, assuring them that you would travel quickly and are prepared for your small excursion. When you and D/N took your first steps outside the compound, your daughter was understandably cautious in stepping foot in new territory. That caution is thrown to the wind as D/N adjusts to the new sights and sensations, likely to run off if you weren't holding her hand the whole time.

Being her mother's daughter, D/N had a lot of questions about everything she saw, her curiosity boundless. Unlike Quan-chi, you didn't discourage these inquiries and did your best to answer everything your daughter had to ask. You explained to her how the bees collect nectar to make honey, why the small animals stored food, the mountains you lived on, the village far off in the distance, and why the Shirai Ryu had to stay hidden. You and D/N stumble across her father's namesake at some point, even pointing out as much. The scorpion was engaged in a life-and-death battle with a colony of ants determined to protect their home.

After briefly watching the scorpion fighting against the seemingly endless waves of ants, your daughter asked,

"Mama? Why is the scorpion fighting when there are more ants than it?"

You kneeled beside your daughter as you watched one of the many battles in nature.

"The scorpion you see is much like your father. They are both strong and swift, true. But do you know why the scorpion is feared?"

When D/N shakes her head, you give a patient smile.

"It's will."

The scorpion gives one final mighty swipe against the anthill, finally giving it the opening it needs to escape. You then place a gentle hand on D/N's back as the rest of the ant colony gives chase.

"Life is cruel, D/N. It cares not for where you hail from nor creed. Yet, that doesn't mean you have to be vicious as well. It's willpower that makes your life your own."

You use a bit of your magic to move some rocks to block half of the ant colony from further pursuing the scorpion. You then turn to face your daughter.

"Promise me, that you'll remember that cruelty is not always the answer."

D/N nods earnestly.

"I promise, mama."

You brush back a strand of your daughter's hair before standing up straight. You then glance towards the sun to see it dipping down, causing the shadows to lengthen.

"We better be heading home, we don't want your father to wander where we are. And remember,"

"Not to tell him where we've been."

D/N dutifully finishes. You nod, satisfied, before you take D/N's hand in yours and begin your trek home. You both then make your way back to the compound. Midway through your walk, you stop mid-step as your sensitive ears pick up the sound of leaves shuffling and light steps. Noticing your hesitation, D/N speaks up, her voice groggy, as she rests in your arms, exhausted from walking all day.

"Are we there yet, mama?"

"Not yet; I just wanted to stop and appreciate those orchids, as they've bloomed a bit too early. Can you see them?"

D/N scans the forest in front of her, spotting none of the flowers you spoke of.

"Where?"

"They're there, just keep looking."

You kept your tone light and nonchalant as you finally saw what you'd been hearing. Blending into the treeline is a mountain lion crouched against the ground, its haunches tense and its amber eyes fixated on you both. You frown deeply at the large feline, meeting its gaze unflinchingly as you tighten your hold on D/N ever so slightly, reminding you how tiny she is.

With a flash of hellfire from four eyes, a show of fangs, and a screech so high-pitched that D/N wouldn't be able to pick it up, the mountain lion immediately turned tail and scrambled off into its territory. The sound catches D/N's attention, who couldn't find any of the orchids you mentioned seeing.

"What was that, mama?"

"Just a wild animal passing through; we best be going as not to disturb them. It's their home, after all."

D/N accepted the answer, and you two could return to the compound without further incident. You replied when your husband later embraced you and asked how your day was.

"Nothing much happened."

Playlist while writing this:

"More Than Anything" from Hazbin Hotel

"You Will Be Okay" by Sam Haft

"Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" ver by Dead Space

[running-with-the-feels]

Demon zombies Au again:

Bi-Han and Kuai Liang coming back from their [separate] missions. Bi-Han is outside Kuai Liang’s cell at the Lin Kuei

Bi-Han: Hey…… Kuai Liang, it’s me

Kuai Liang, barely able to mumble words out: Bee……

Bi-Han smiles sadly but continues: Yeah it’s me…. Bee, I got something for you while I was out!

Kuai Liang looks at him expressionless as Bi-Han takes something out of his bag, a little dragon plushie that has a bit of grime on it

Bi-Han: I know it’s dirty bht we can wash it and-oh

Kuai Liang snatching it and holding it close to him while he is in his cell

T-T

Okay but then after Kuai Liang goes missing, that plushie is all Bi-Han has left, and it's small enough that he can take it with him everywhere

One day, he's on mission and loses his pack, the plushie with it

And Hanzo finds it.

Hanzo, looking through the pack back at the Shirai Ryu compound: Huh, that's odd

Harumi: A plushie?

Hanzo: Yeah....most soldiers don't waste space for that sort of thing, they leave it at home, where it's safe

Harumi: Poor guy, must be losing his mind over it

Hanzo: Yeah

Kuai Liang walks in, having a decent amount of freedom around the lab now that he's getting better, and sees the plushie

Kuai Liang: Bi-Han?

Harumi and Hanzo stare at him in shock

Harumi: Has his voice ever been that clear before?

Hanzo: No

Harumi takes the plushie and offers it to Kuai Liang: Do you know who this belongs to?

Kuai Liang nods, tapping his chest

Harumi: It's yours? Where did you get it?

Kuai Liang, taking the offered plushie and holding it to his chest: Bi-Han.

Hanzo: Who's Bi-Han?

Kuai Liang: Broth- Bro-

Kuai Liang starts coughing up blood, something that happens when he talks too much

Hanzo: Your brother?

Kuai Liang nods as Harumi helps him sit down

Harumi: Do you want us to try and contact him? Tell him you're okay?

Kuai Liang, puppy dog eyes: Please

Hanzo grabs his pack and heads for the door: I found that right before I came back, if I hurry, I might be able to catch him

[cyberbirb-arts]

Look at this handsome bastard.

[laismoura-art]

One more for the @subscorp-week!!!

I loved all the Prompts, but this one I was looking forward the most!

Day 7: Brother-in-law!🩵

Bi-Han: Spend some time with your in-law, they said!

Bihan: It will be fun! They said!

Bi-Han: I SURE HOPE YOU'RE HAVING LOADS OF FUN, HASASHI!

Hanzo, having fun:

Ok, so... I definitely put waaaaay too much effort into this one, but I simply LOVED doing this piece!

Inspired by this silly thing I found on Instagram:

I don't know how I prompted myself to turn it into my in-law piece, but I came to my senses it was already done lol!

[bastardofodin]

Little progress update on a WIP. It's oni Hanzo, but turned into a cyberpunk demon. It's also a redraw of my older version.

[incorrect-mxtx-quotes]

Lan Jingyi: "gg pride month sweep"

Ouyang Zizhen: "sexuality diff"

[could-they-be-a-pro-wrestler]

EVENT POLL: ROAD TO FICTIONAL WRESTLEMANIA

MATCH 4: TRIPLE THREE TLC (Tables, Ladders, Chairs) MATCH FOR THE VACATED WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP

[the-deadlock-south]

we lost the game but i won in looking cracked in front of strangers so did we (i) really lose (yes)

[who-knew-a-sheep-can-write]

Demon!Hanzo Shimada x Reader Headcanons

It's a shame overwatch sucks now :( I loved getting so many overwatch requests

🌙 He never allowed himself to have any sort of relationship, let alone romance, since he had been turned years ago. He always felt as though he didn't deserve to be loved, and the fact that he was now a demon cemented that feeling inside of him.

🌙 He was turned about a few weeks after he had killed Genji. Madness and grief overtook him and he decided to tempt fate to bring his bother back. He performed a ritual that had started to show some promise only for things to sour rather quickly. He woke up with a start, nor realizing he passed out during the whole debacle to find himself no longer human.

🌙 When he first met you, he shrugged you off as yet another Overwatch agent from the recall. It wasn't until you saved him on a mission in Prague did you both start to talk a bit. He only meant to stay and thank you, but you had somehow compelled him into staying for coffee.

🌙 He caught feelings for you after a while. It didn't help that he knew you liked him in ways you didn't like others. He could hear your heart flutter and race a bit in your chest when you would see him or start talking, and he could smell the desire rolling off of you in waves that hypnotized him.

🌙 It took a while of courting on both sides before you both had shared your first kiss. It was outside, the two of you somehow broke from the crowd of drunk and rowdy soldiers, both of you flushed at the cheeks with the faint taste of alcohol on your breaths. Hanzo loves how you taste, but fuck, he hated himself for falling for a human.

🌙 He tries to play things cool. Hell, there are days where you make him feel human again with all of the tender loving and sweet words. But then there are days where life really beats the shit out him to the point where he feels himself slipping only for you to help him feel grounded.

🌙 There had been times when you almost saw what he was. Whether it was on the field or on base as you both tried to live as domestically as you could. He feels so guilty for even letting it out as much as he has in the past. He's more so worried about you being terrified of him, of thinking of him as a horrible monster. He couldn't bear the thoughts of you being so scared and disgusted of him.

🌙 When you did eventually see him, it was by pure accident. He doesn't even remember what had gotten him so angry and so distracted, but it slipped. He didn't hear the door slide open but he heard your heartbeat quicken. The look of shock on your face made him want to vomit as he just stood there like a deer in headlights, but then you asked him if he was okay like nothing was wrong.

🌙 He's cautious at first to let his demon side slip out behind closed doors between the two of you. At first it was a rare treat, but with time passing and his nerves easing, he found it rather comfortable to lounge with you even though the bed you both shared could barely handle the size of him.

🌙 His tattoo changes when he turns, from the beautiful dual blue dragons to the red oni mask as swirls of red and black ink scatter down his arm. His dragons also change as well, the two normally calm dragons now act like pissy little cats that only you can calm with gentle petting and scratches behind their little ears.

🌙 He likes it when you take the time to look at him when he's turned. Looking at his sharp pearly fangs, holding his hands to get a nice look at his ebony claws, crouching down to look at his hooves. He finds it adorable with how interested in this you are.

🌙 He runs so fucking warm. There's no need for blankets or pillows, use him instead. Just lay on top of him like he's the bed with his arms wrapped around you, careful of where he puts the claws, and you'll fall asleep faster than anyone ever could.

🌙 Hanzo's sense of smell is something else. He can smell you from across the base, his nose cutting through all of the sweat and blood and canteen food the base holds just so he can sniff you out to calm his nerves. He can also sniff out how you're feeling, too. It's pretty helpful after a long day of bullshit.

🌙 His hearing is also impeccable. Normally he uses his supernatural hearing to help him scope out whatever target out on the field, but he also uses it to listen to your heart. Any difference and Hanzo is on top of it whether you're in need of comfort or a fist to whatever fucker's face that's bothering you.

🌙 He loves it when you stroke his horns and trace the grooves and curves. He loves the feeling of your fingers running through his raven black hair, twirling his locks, soothing him from the thoughts that haunt him.

🌙 His voice changes too when he shifts. It gets even deeper and scratchier, almost like there's a slight echo to his satiny voice. Some of his words can get a little awkward to the sharp fangs in his mouth. You could listen to him talk for hours, and sometimes, he indulges you.

🌙 The last thing Hanzo would to even dream of is hurt you. It's almost happened a few times by accident where Hanzo would try to grab you or protect you on the field only for you both to somehow be spared. Just thoughts of what he could do to you haunt his nightmares.

🌙 Hanzo isn't afraid to use his heightened strength around you. Whether it's lifting something up for you to get under or even hoisting you up into his burly arms. He won't admit it, but he loves to show off just for you.

🌙 Hanzo's eyes are pretty different when he's a demon compared to his human form. The whites of his eyes are blacked out and his pupils are no longer visible in the sea of amber that make up his irises. He loves it when they reflect off of your eyes.

🌙 He's pretty tall when he's like that. Often times he uses his powers for good like getting the annoying shit off of the top shelves. Other times, he likes to be a little asshole and puts shit on the top shelf.

🌙 He's had a few incidents where he would turn and ruin his clothes. He usually wears baggier clothes like what he uses to train in, but there would be times when he would be wearing a tight t-shirt or pants only for the damn things to tear. You would always find him muttering curses in Japanese as he peeled off the poor torn fabrics.

🌙 There have been a couple of times where you walked in to find him with something stuck in his horns or wrapped around his tail or hooves. The funniest time was when you walked in on him trying to re-string his bow while he was lounging in his demon form. The poor string was somehow wrapped around his claws and both horns.

🌙 It can be pretty awkward for him to kiss you with his fangs, but damn it all if he doesn't try! He loves it when you kiss him though, pushing past the feeling of his fangs pressing against you as his clawed fingers gracefully touch you.

🌙 If you want his attention to snap to you immediately, tug on his horns. A good tug shuts him up and has his eyes pinning you in place as a faint blush pinkens his grayish cheeks. He especially loves it when you tug on his horn to make it easier to kiss him.

🌙 You had bought him larger clothes so they would be baggy on his person when he would turn and he fucking loves them. They swallow him when he's human but they're fucking perfect when he's a demon. He's going to love them to absolute death.