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Week 1 Recs: One Shot, One Kill

The Week 1 Fic Rec Friday theme was "One Shot, One Kill," or fics that clock in under 10,000 words. Here are all the bite-sized fics recommended by the Yeehan community, organized by rating, then alphabetically by title.

General Audience

A Dragon's Treasure by SetsunaNoroi [5,958 words] Reccer comment: "It's a bit of comfort read; short, sweet, humourous, charming, and hits a lot of what I enjoy reading in a YH fic."

Hanzo can't help himself in developing feelings for Jesse McCree, but that doesn't mean he has to share them. With his sins, he is better off alone but still he can't help but want him. It should be fine as long as he just never says anything. Unfortunately his dragons have different ideas and keep trying to lay claim on the cowboy. Mostly McCree is just confused.

In Hot Pursuit by AsheRhyder [3,928 words] Reccer comment: "Loser man Cassidy fumbling the bag with Hanzo ft. Papa Reaps."

Cassidy can flirt, but he's never had someone actually take him up on the offers his silver tongue makes.

Hanzo is determined to win whatever game they're playing, especially when the prize is a flustered cowboy.

Gabriel and Jack just want to play cards.

To Grow Old Together (Is the Ultimate Declaration of Love) by PlanetaryRose [697 words] Reccer comment: "v short but v v sweet"

“I don’t just love you Jesse, I adore you, you are my heart but it is more than that. I want to spend the rest of my days with you, to grow old with you and have you forever by my side and in my arms.

You consume me in every way, mind, body, and soul. I would spend the rest of my days with you, dedicate my life to you.”

Teen and Up

Dreamlike by mataglap [4,063 words] Reccer comment: "4,063 words of achingly sweet fluff!"

Hanzo is used to bad dreams, and he never would have expected that a good dream would end up haunting him the most.

Finding Home, Building Home by coinin [1,975 words] Reccer comment: "rly sweet slice of yeehan, punches u in the face in under 2k words!"

It's taken a while, helped along by teammates, arguments about furniture, and quite a bit of cat hair, but Jesse's finally made a home.

Midway by robocryptid [2,329 words] Reccer comment: "2329 words that I go back to often because it hits a perfect balance between funny, sweet and romantic."

Cassidy and Hanzo go undercover at the fair to track a mark. Obviously they blend in best if everyone assumes they're a couple. It goes exactly how you think.

Silver Screen by DerpyMcButtface [1,990 words] Reccer comment: "Some people might hate me for recommending this one bc it’s SAD, but I really love the premise, and it’s VERY well written."

It's far, far in the future. The heroes are dead, old, or getting there fast. They're making movies now, about Overwatch, but not everyone's happy about that.

Mature

All the Love You Ever Get by SaltCore [3,387 words] Reccer comment: "3387 words to make you cry (mind the tags!)"

Some carry the last words they'll ever hear their soulmate say like a brand on their skin. Whether it's a blessing or a curse is for the philosophers to decide.

Hanzo, for his part, would rather fate had passed him by instead of leaving her mark.

Electric by mataglap [2,212 words] Reccer comment: "Caught up in a thunderstorm, gets spicy"

They get caught in a storm. Things get slightly out of control.

Fire from the Gods by Adolphus Longestaffe [1,372 words] Reccer comment: "very short but beautifully written"

Used to be every time he looked away you got afraid he didn’t love you no more. Now every time he breathes out you’re afraid he won’t breathe in again.

Shrimp Heaven Now by Liquid_Lyrium [5,916 words] Reccer comment: "utterly silly fun"

Hanzo is single-handedly trying to get them thrown out of every Red Lobster in town. McCree is just along for the ride.

Explicit

blisters by cosmicevil [3,141 words] Reccer comment: "A gut punch every time I read it"

Hanzo is going to figure it out.

Debriefing by MittenCrab [6,332 words] Reccer comment: "The scene from this fic haunts me (in a good way). I think about it quite a lot. 6332 words by MittenCrab. A lot of feelings. So many feelings."

“You did not debrief,” Hanzo says finally. It’s more a statement than a question.

[McCree’s mission goes badly when he crosses paths with Reaper - the man who was once everything to him. Wounded and frustrated, he meets Hanzo at one of their safe houses, where he discovers that debriefing can be a lot more fun than he’d previously imagined. (PWP)]

Familiar Habits by Philosophics [8,176 words]

After joining Overwatch, Hanzo finds it difficult to sleep some nights. It is nothing a hot cup of tea cannot fix, but he never expected that he would have company.

(or: hanzo is very thirsty, in more ways than one)

It Will Come Back by CorvidFightClub [3,434 words] Reccer comment: "3,434 words, it’s fuck or die with bonus werewolf :D"

McCree and Hanzo are captured by a gang somewhere in the American Midwest after a mission. The situation becomes more dire when Hanzo finds out the gang isn’t the only thing he has to worry about.

On the Mouth by super_duper [3,292 words] Reccer comment: "I always come back to this one bc it's such a perfect balance of virgin and manslut Hanzo"

Jesse and Hanzo have a thing. Jesse would like it to be more than a thing. Hanzo has a secret.

Slippage by robocryptid [1,389 words] Reccer comment: "some more angst with smut and questionable comfort in 1389 words"

Cassidy compartmentalizes. Hanzo knows it, because he does the same.

It’s supposed to be simple, and it’s anything but.

your good side by motorghost [2,053 words] Reccer comment: "this one by motorghost is so delicious!!!"

Hanzo feels himself changing because of Cole. There's lots of ways to thank him, but when you only have nightly webcam chats, your options are limited. Luckily Hanzo is more creative than Cole knows.

Thank you to everyone who sent in a recommendation! Keep an eye out for next week's theme: "Feel-Good Hour," for all your heartwarming fluff needs!

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nyxthedeity · 14 days ago

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In that case may I please have Harry Potter platonic headcanons of what if Harry was raised by James Potter's younger sister instead? She is fully a witch and she is certainly aware of the magical world and did not hesitate to introduce it to him at a early age but she did make sure that he knew the muggle life as well..as there could be one point in his life that he may have to engage with them. She's a genuinely kind lady but she absolutely refused for Harry to be raised by the Dursley family as she knew how awful they had been. She's a powerful witch in her own right and well-known in a positive sense..yes, she had a child of her own (who happened to be Sirius's blacks daughter and the same age as Harry) but she had never let him feel any different. Yes, she was aware of how her older brother (James Potter who is a year older than her) bullied Snape and she wasn't proud of it but she knew that Harry is different. She is a part of the Order and she genuinely loved her older brother

One other thing about her:

1. She took Harry in after the deaths of his parents..it broke her genuinely because he didn't just lose his parents that day..she lost her older brother and sister-in-law. She was angry that Snape was bullying Harry just because what James had done.

Relationships:

Harry Potter's relationship with his nicer aunt

Sirius's blacks relationship with his wife

Snape's relationship with James Potter's younger sister

𝓤𝓹𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓰

Synopsis: In which the Chosen one was not treated badly and instead filled with love and grace in the arms of the household of his Godfather, Sirius Black. It seems like there's no need for the offer that he made to Harry if he'd like to live with him after this is all over, and instead, a reunion.

Olivia Potter, the only sister of James Potter. They were attached to the hip and shared everything. From the cookies one had snuck to the mischievous plans as they wandered in the Hogwarts halls.

Being a fellow Gryffindor, no doubt, she was one of the first to console Sirius regarding his sort. He was yet to realize that maybe a change isn't so bad, and that his path will be different for good.

This brought Olivia and Sirius together as much as Sirius had loved her brother. They were conquering the world with their laughs and smiles.

But still, boys are boys, their mischievous acts can somewhat go too far. Hence, Olivia never seems to understand why her brother, James, always like to target Snape, a Slytherin boy who was living peacefully enough. And she can only do so much.

"James, stop it!" Olivia finally says after a moment of seeing Severus hanging down by his ankle, moving in front of her brother, "James, leave him alone!" James' chuckles quieten and he is obviously contemplating now.

Olivia can only shake her head before muttering a counter curse to free the boy and flash him an apologetic smile, then dragging James away by his robes with Sirius following them.

Olivia doesn't know if his brother's selective bullying on Severus was because he's a Slytherin or because he's been getting awfully close at Lily for James. Either is wrong and she refuses to let the other perceive it as something right just because they get a good laugh at it.

Maybe that's when Sirius started to have his eyes heart shaped for Olivia.

Since then, Olivia found peace in making sure that his brother never get himself in the path of bullying anyone again. Though of course, he manages to slip away from time to time, she can only do so much.

This made Sirius have an excuse to have deeper, meaningful talks with Olivia, each one under the watchful eyes of the stars, and the water of the black lake beside them, or the chirp of the birds that chimed in their conversation. All making him fall deeper in the pits of love.

Now it wasn't a surprise for anyone when Sirius married Olivia as soon as he could. Nothing extravagant, just heartfelt speeches and tears of joy.

The surprise was the death of her brother.

Olivia staggered with urgency as she ran through the neighborhood of Godric's Hallow and into the messed house of his brother.

The way to the stairs was dreadful. She saw his brother lay so cold, unmoving. How late is she?

Arriving at the room where she heard cries. Dread only chose to overflow. There lay was Lily, eyes still opened and dried tears in her face.

And there in the crib was their son, Harry. Whom she can remember how joyful their writings sound as they sent a letter of invitation to finally visit them to look at their loved son.

Instinctively, Olivia picked up Harry and tried to soothe his cries. It deeply haunts her how this should be done by Lily. How she got such a short time where she held him. Tears were daring to spill and her voice was shaking as she tried to hum a tune for Harry to listen. Yet maybe Harry saw how merciless his parents' killer was. She's not sure if she can ever heal that wound that implanted itself in the young boy's heart.

With a heavy heart, she apparated into their house, Sirius welcoming them with a smile that quickly fell as he saw his wife finally letting the tears fall and an infant in her arms.

Everything spilled from her mouth as she sobbed in her husband's arms. The bodies of her family, the havoc... Why did it all happen so fast?

Yet to add salt to the wound, Olivia barely had time to process the death of her brother, and now her husband is being taken away in chains as an accused of revealing the location of the couple to the Dark Lord.

She never felt so hopeless before. And the cry of another baby, born from her flesh, is only adding despair.

She slowly made her way to a room painted pink, furs and toys littered everywhere. She approached a crib, with a beautiful baby girl crying her pretty little eyes out. Hyacinth, their blessing, was here crying with only her mother to console her. It broke her heart how Sirius left his little family alone. How could she ever be enough for their little girl? Their little princess?

Though her sadness never stayed too long. Her depression quickly formed itself into determination. To live, to support, to embrace the shortcomings and make the best of it.

They say "You got to fake it 'till you make it"

She did.

Olivia raised them both with love and care. Never once failing at showing just how much she had loved them both. Always looking at them with a loving smile. She made sure that all her leftover love she had from those taken from her, will be poured into these poor souls that she had the honor of taking care of.

A few days later, Dumbledore knocked on her door.

She was relieved to see a wise man standing in front of her doorstep, maybe she's a bit desperate for kind words and wise advice cause she is that close to just breaking down.

Though Dumbledore paid his respect for her fallen Brother, he broke the news that Harry should live with Lily's sister, Petunia Dursley in Pivet Drive.

Olivia has never answered no so fast in her life.

Lily was ever so kind to let herself talk about how her sister had became bitter over the years, and she can only imagine the hatred that woman will feel towards the son of the sister she despised so much.

She set her foot down and refused to let Dumbledore walk away with Harry in his arms and be given away like nothing.

Sure, having another baby beside Hyacinth is a heavy burden especially now without her husband supporting her, but she's never more happy and absolute about that burden being on her shoulder. She will have both Hyacinth and Harry in the same house as her, in her very own protection.

"I have imprisoned more death eaters than I can count while taking care of my princess, another baby under my care will be nothing." Olivia said with firmness in her voice, "Olivia, dear, you are struggling..." The bearded man said with gentleness, in contrast to hers. "Then let me struggle!"

Dumbledore can only sigh and smile as he walks away empty-handed.

Once Harry was about 9 years old, Olivia figured that he was probably old enough to know what he could know. She never wants to leave him in the dark for so long.

She tells him about the muggle world, the differences, the similarities... Even laughing at some part of the revelation.

She told them about cars and telephones (she does not know how it works). How she thinks it's amazing and that Harry should never let the fire of curiosity dim inside of him. She can only tell so much, she was hoping soon, Harry will be the one telling her all the more things she doesn't know!

She taught him how to talk to a policeman if he's ever lost, how to use the telephone even if she doesn't know how it works, how to order coffee or how the cashier works in muggle department stores.

She moved to the more serious note. His parents. She doesn't want to fully give him the truth but at the same time, she wanted to let him be aware of the love that he should be aware of from his parents. She doesn't want to take that credit all for herself.

"Y'know Harry... Your parents deeply love you. Even if they are not with you right now, they'll always be right here..." Olivia pointed at the young boy's heart. "I know you will be a great man someday, do not ever lose sight of what's important."

Then came the letters. It doesn't need to take a lot for Harry to read one

Harry and Hyacinth were so excited to see an owl land on their windowsill and drop two letters at their lap.

The two has smiles on their faces as they shop in Diagon Alley for books, robes, wands. Even buying a pet since they flashed their little eyes up at her. Recognition and love filled her as Harry's eyes looked so much like Lily's, and how Hyacinth had Sirius' eyes and smile. It's like they were there for a moment.

Once they were at school, Harry had no doubt he was a wizard. He was sure he'll do just fine, along with Hyacinth who were munching on some licorice wand and were chatting all about the books she'd read.

Harry met Ron and Hermione in the same train, Hyacinth talked their head off with enthusiasm that Hermione reciprocated as the boys only shrugs their shoulders and chuckling at how the two girls squealed when they both found out they read the same book.

At the entrance, when Draco made her way over to Harry in an attempt to befriend him, extending a hand, Hyacinth became way too excited for new friends and took Draco's hand.

"Hyacinth Black, I've heard good things about the Malfoys!" The young girl says with glee, though it was exactly reciprocated by the blond boy. This caused her face to sour.

Harry grabbed Hyacinth's hand away from Draco's, "I think we can tell who the wrong sort are for ourselves, thanks." Harry said coolly. In which, Hyacinth nodded with a frown as Draco let out a foul last comment.

Harry immediately wrote to Olivia how she got sorted into Gryffindor after she made sure that Hyacinth went safely with the Ravenclaws. The letter found Olivia safely and so is from Hyacinth. She can practically feel the joy written with the ink as she reads them. Her heart was overflowing with joy how despite everything, she didn't seem to lack after all.

Then she started getting letters from Harry, together with his share of good telling of how he's been, where he felt his Professor in Potions hated him. She knew exactly who it was before Harry could even mention Severus' name.

She remembers the past, the part where Severus has always fallen victim to her brother's antics. Those were enough to make someone bitter for quite some time, though she can't believe this far.

Slowly, with the letters from Harry continuing his telling about Snape, a fire of anger burns up inside her. Sure, her brother was a jerk but is it really reasonable for him to take it out on such an innocent boy?

Though she did feel bad. Maybe such simple things for her are not for Severus. Though she can't just let it be for sure, she cannot tolerate this actions from a teacher who feels bad about himself.

And after hearing the news from Hyacinth that Snape bewitched Harry's broom during a quidditch match, despite Harry begging her not to tell their Mum, she was already seething.

Suddenly arriving at Hogwarts, matching up into Severus' office, she confronted that man once and for all.

"You bewitched Harry's broom?" Olivia said directly, hands on his table. "What on Earth are you thinking, Severus?" Snape, still with his burned robe, looked surprised to see her so suddenly but said firmly, "I was not doing such, Olivia. I am not your enemy."

She can scoff at that. "Then enlighten me about what happened in that instant and why did my boy nearly fall off his broom while your mouth was moving?" Snape didn't answer, or perhaps he doesn't know how to answer despite having one.

He can't seriously say that he's onto something with the DADA Professor being involved in the Dark Lord and he was actually protecting Harry. Olivia had always been kind to him, but right now showing what he owes her feels awkward. "Just... Know it is not me. I am simply muttering a counter-spell."

Olivia felt herself believing that yet her mind is finding an explanation. "Then what's the reason, Severus? What is it exactly that's happening to Harry here in these walls?"

Snape couldn't bring himself to tell her that something might happen. Not when he's unsure himself. Somehow, he can't bring herself to worsen the stress Olivia is displaying right now. With that resilient silence, she walked away with a threat left for him, "Do not ever let anything happen to my boy, do you hear me, Severus?"

Since then, both her children said in their letters that they've observed how Snape laid off their back for a bit, though the lingering stares were still uncomfortable, he made no real move since then.

The past two years have passed and left Olivia stressed for both her children. Hyacinth was still enthusiastic about going to Hogwarts and was pretty much happy with her time. Always excelling in her studies and still isn't done about telling everything who still has their ears about what she has learnt.

Harry, on the other hand, always came back to her beaten up. One year, she battled a Professor that Snape didn't even warn her about for a stone she could shove in anyone's throat and now for his second year, the boy apparently battled a basilisk because of the Dark Lord's horcrux.

She nearly fainted for the second time at the news. The first one being the whole school on lockdown because of the Chamber of Secret. She was worried sick about Hyacinth and Harry.

She was this close about not letting Harry enroll the next year. She does not want to send Harry all fine and then gets him back with an injured arm or leg.

Olivia was merely living her life in their house when an owl suddenly arrived at the windowsill. She recognized it as Hedwig. She felt a smile creeping up to her face as she saw two letters on its beak, from her two treasures.

Though she feels dazed at how fast she read Harry's letter over and over about how they let Sirius out. Somehow and that he is on the way over to her through Buckbeak the Hippogriff.

She opened her daughter's letter and it had said the same thing, she can see tear drops on the paper as Hyacinth felt her eyes water at the mere idea of her father finally there at home as she comes back at the end of the year.

She wondered how she can miss something so dearly when she has not yet even experienced it. She wants to feel her family's embrace again. One where there's three— no, four of them. Finally complete.

Olivia had to sit down with glossy eyes and a wide smile as she processed all this. She laughed wholeheartedly. And soon enough, she can hear wings flapping and descending.

The hinges of the door almost took off as she opened the door open so fast, her smile never fading.

Seeing her husband in the magical creature, looking all ragged yet his eyes remained the same. His eyes were still full of love as his eyes remained on hers.

Finally she's whole again.

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My first ever request!! Ack!! Thank you so much for trusting me with this beautifully specific idea! I hope I did not disappoint. Writing this is so much fun as it let's me do my thing but also with a specific goal in mind. Love this and love you readers!

Than you once again and I hope you guys appreciate this small headcannons I have here. I hope I satisfied your expectations for this!

Feel free to request something similar or for a whole 'nother character, sweetings!

Your dearest Author,

NyxTheDeity.

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