#hanzo drabble

[ya-zz]

Oh my god father Hanzo is really getting to me 😭 Can we have a fic of Reader not knowing how powerful and influential being a Shimada is. Cause their family is very private and doesn't boast about it. Until in highschool they got invited by their friends(different school) with their family in a fancy restaurant and when they introduced themselves everything became quiet and still everyone's faces were shocked.

Like in crazy rich Asians Rachel says her boyfriend's name.

We don’t talk about the quickness of this coming through to me completing it. Also on mobile so I deeply apologise if words are incorrect because hahahahah fuck mobile keyboard

Everyone was staring. A pit formed in your stomach. The moment your last name was said, it’s like the entire restaurant fell silent.

A cough breaks through, glances being shared before one lady speaks out, a mild concern on her face as she asks about how you met her grandkid.

Shimada’s aren’t well liked among families, death following them practically anywhere in their wake.

You didn’t know that, obviously. Being a kid yourself, your father had kept the family history secret. A Shimada held power, even in the most unlikely of scenarios, and this was no different.

It seemed like the adults were on edge, holding their tongue for if you repeated something back to your father, their fate would be set.

While the evening went on, food devoured and gossip spoken, your friend had picked up on the nervousness, and perhaps their parents did too. You were not to blame to be in possession of your family’s name; you are just a kid, after all.

Hanzo knew of the dangers you would be facing throughout your life, but you were smart. You weren’t going to let those around you judge you so easily.

[letternotekisses]

my masterlist! 📌 about me

OVERWATCH

mauga nsfw drabble 

cassidy nsfw hcs

nsfw mauga imagine

reaper nsfw hcs

hanzo with dragon shifter reader

nsfw cassidy drabble

OUTLAST / WHISTLEBLOWER / TRIALS

franco barbi nsfw hcs

leland coyle nsfw hcs

coyle + big grunt threesome hcs

mother gooseberry hcs

SLASHERS / DEAD BY DAYLIGHT

the trapper drabble (nsfw?)

CALL OF DUTY

[yandereunsolved]

🦂 ✧ Yandere Hanzo Hasashi (MK 11) ✧ 🦂

"Get over here!"

You are trying to escape him. He gave you everything after he took away your freedom. He gave you a cozy cabin in the woods, a crystalline stream running along it, and a flourishing garden for your amusement. It was like something out of a dream. It was the one place where both of you could be safe. He made sure of it. He killed anyone who stepped within a ten-mile radius of this place.

"...Mhmpf—hmpf...huh?"

You look so adorable when confused. He can't believe that your confusion cuts his own kunai into his heart. You look so scared of him. You are scared of him. You're the only person he doesn't want to scare.

"You cannot escape me, darling."

You can't. You won't. He needs you. He may just lose himself again if you ever leave his side.

"Mhm, let me go!"

No, no, no, no, no. Never. He can't.

"I finally have you back in my arms. You can't escape me. You can never escape me. I won't let you."

"This isn't normal, Hanzo. I just wanted a normal life!"

So did I. I just want this life with you.

"This is your normal life, darling. I love you more than words can tell. I have had everything stripped away from me again and again. I just need to keep you safe. I love you. You'll love me. You just have to give it some time."

I'd destroy the Netherrealm and Earthrealm if it meant I could hold you in my arms even a second longer.

[colemorrison]

"Please don't leave.."

Cassidy's eyes saddened at the sight of Hanzo curled in their bed, eyes just barely peeking out of the blankets. One issue and suddenly the archer felt everything crumbling, his heart hurt, his shoulders felt heavy and it felt like his throat was closing up.

"Why would I ever leave you darlin'?"

At first Hanzo just stared but the cowboy watched those sweet eyes turn wet, and pour tears in the matter of seconds.

"Han.."

These moments felt like a scar, a constant reminder that he was broken and he would never get to be the normal boyfriend Cassidy deserved.

He will forever be a sliver of the person he could've been.

[cryptidbait]

Some days Hanzo could feel their presence. Harumi and Satoshi. He could feel the extra eyes upon his broad frame and he knows, instinctively, that they are not current members of the Shirai Ryu.

At first, he thought it was spies, and searched and baited and — well. No one was ever found. And so he pondered. And thought. And there seemed to be no feasible solution. Hanzo was sure he was being haunted by his love. After all of his years of anger and destruction, guided by Quan Chi, in acts of revenge for his family. Now they haunt him. Just as he felt like—

“Are you alright Hanzo?”

Hanzo could feel the lurch in his chest. Could feel the giant block of ice spear him through. It tore through his chest as it did time and time again during his anger. Hanzo’s ribs ached and his eyes burned. He could feel something crawl against his back. Not solid, but soft enough that it almost felt like arms wrapping around him from behind. He could almost hear the two -the two?- cry as they were also pierced by the sharp frozen water.

“Grandmaster Hasashi?”

“Yes?” Hanzo opened his eyes and looked at Kuai Liang in front of him. The arms around him squeezed, but instead of feeling their burdening weight he felt them lightly squeeze his sides win support. “I will be fine. Lingering memories, Kuai Liang.”

“I understand.”

Hanzo wondered which fading shadows still clung to Kuai Liang.

[odditycircus-2002]

Based On This Clip:

Imagine Quan-Chi’s Daughter, Y/N, experiencing rain for the first time. She was visiting Hanzo and having tea with him when she first heard thunder rumbling. The Sorceress got up from her seat to open the door, asking her friend is she was expecting Raiden at this time, to which Hanzo answered he wasn’t.

Imagine Y/N’s surprise and horror when a loud BOOM echoed and she saw the torrent of rain coming down. She immediately backed away and shut the door, and hastily casting a spell upon the house. Hanzo stopped her in mid chant, inquiring on what the Hell she is doing.

“Casting a protecting spell for the acid.”

“Acid?”

“Yes, doesn’t it rain acid here?”

Y/N then gasped and asked if everyone else in the clan will be alright, cause she could’ve sworn she saw some of them outside. Hanzo, realizing that Y/N never had experienced regular weather, takes the time to explain rain before deciding to just show her.

He opens the door holds out his hand to let the water droplets fall on him harmlessly. Hanzo, seeing Y/N still reluctant then takes her smaller hand in his to hold it out to the rain. Y/N flinches, expecting the liquid to be scalding, but shortly realize it to be cool. As Hanzo said, it’s just water raining from more evaporated water. Hanzo smiles at the look of wonder in Y/N eyes as she looks up at the endless sky, a wonder in itself to her since the Netherrealm had none.

Growing emboldened, Y/N then steps through the threshold to be showed in the rain. She laughs at the feeling of cool water falling on her. Spotting a puddle, Y/N goes to step on it, giggling in relief at having her flesh still intact. Hanzo too has stepped into the rain, arms crossed and unbothered by the torrential shower. The Grandmaster barely paid the weather any mind, too focused on you twirling and dancing in the rain.

[overwatch-headcanoning]

How do the Overwatch guys feel about hair pulling? (Giving and receiving)

Ooooh fun one! I like I like. I’m not gonna do all the guys cause that would take a while but here’s the ones that I came up with!

✨Overwatch guys and hair pulling✨

NSFW under the cut, 18+ only, MDNI

Lucio 🐸

Absolutely loves it. Whether he’s on top or bottom it’s a great way to get his attention locked on you. It’s not so much about the pleasure for him but the control. He loves being able to give control over to someone he trusts and tugging him around by the hair certainly takes trust. It also drives him wild when his partner pulls his hair while he’s eating them out/sucking them off.

Baptiste ⛑️

Especially when his hair is longer, Baptiste has a weak spot for having his hair pulled. Whether playfully or sexually. It makes him melt a little and makes his cock hard. If he’s already inside someone and they pull his hair he’s just going to fuck them that much harder. It’s a major turn in for him and helps him get out of his head and focus on the moment.

Soldier76 7️⃣6️⃣

This man loves giving and receiving it. If he’s with a more submissive partner he loves to grip their hair and force them to look at him. Especially if they are on their knees in front of him. With a more dominant partner, he may never admit it but it makes his cock throb when someone takes him by the hair while fucking him and uses it as a handle or just for the pain of it.

Mauga 🥥

Mauga fucking loves hair pulling, both giving and receiving it. He loves it when the person he is fucking pulls his hair, it drives him wild and he’ll snarl and bite and fuck his partner harder and rougher. He also enjoys it when his partner holds onto his hair for dear life while impaled on his huge cock. As for giving, he likes to get his partners attention by grabbing their hair and directing their head where he wants it. This is made easy by the fact that Maugas hands are so big it’s easy for him to puppet his lovers around using their hair like the strings. He uses it to pull them into kisses, guide their lips to his cock or otherwise position them how he pleases. He’s got them right where he wants them.

Hanzo 🏹

Not so much for giving but the first time someone pulled Hanzo’s hair he couldn’t help the moan that escaped his lips. He was as surprised as his partner but his cock certainly seemed to like it. His lover quickly learned that pulling his hair would pull out the more animalistic side of him. Grabbing and desperately tugging on his long dark hair would have him pounding into his lover and growling their name possessively in no time.

Reaper 🦉

Loves to pull his partners hair. It doesn’t matter if he’s with a man or a woman, he loves tugging his lover around by the hair. Whether to use as a handle while fucking them from behind or to grasp between his clawed fingers as he forces their head further down on his cock. He also loves to brush a persons hair out of their face before grabbing them by the throat.

[hungoverhanzo]

I wonder if Hanzo ever feels the indents of Cole's jaw against his palms and realizes he's holding the world in his hands

[brownfrogs]

Guardian of Dreams

“Shit. Shit. Shit.”

Cole aims at a training bot and misses by a mile. He aims at another and somehow misses even more. He grunts out in frustration.

“Come on, Cassidy.” He berates himself. He takes a deep breath. 

He lowers his gun. His vision turns everything sepia as he focuses on only what is in front of him. The sound of a ticking clock fills his ears. The training bots on their programmed path turn into moving skulls. Imminent death upon those who dare gaze back at his Deadeye.

“It's….past your bedtime.” Cole deflates as he fans the hammer.

He kills none as they all managed to get to cover at the last moment.

“That’s it. I’m retiring.” Cole rubs his eyes in exhaustion. He leans against a wall. He would like to be in bed, but that’s not happening any time soon.

With his mind distracted, he doesn’t pick up on the other occupant in the training range. 

So, Cole is horribly startled by the Hanzo shaped shadow that drops beside him. 

“Jesus H. Christ! Warn a man before you do that.” He clutches his chest and exhales shakily. “Have you been here the whole time?”

“It does say my name on the training schedule if you had bothered to look.” Hanzo says coolly as he fixes his clothing from the landing. “I will say, not one of your better performances.” 

“Gee, thanks.” Cole huffs, slightly embarrassed Hanzo saw all of that.

“Something must actually be bothering you to make your aim that sloppy.” Hanzo tilts his head and gazes at him in that intense way that he does. 

“Yeah, well…” Cole’s mind flashes back to screaming awake and making sure his body was indeed intact and not actually being tortured to death by a certain Talon member. 

“’S nothing. Just a nightmare.” He shrugs, doing his best to appear nonchalant.

Hanzo scrutinizes him for a moment then looks down, his face scrunched in thought. 

He looks at Cole again, “Hold out your hand.”

Cole, without hesitation, holds it out. “What for?”

Hanzo reaches into his waist satchel. He pulls something out without showing it to Cole and places it into his palm with a careful precision.

“Maybe this will calm your mind.” Hanzo says, relinquishing his own hand.

 Cole bewilderedly looks at the object. Upon closer inspection, he realizes it is a wooden sculpture. In the shape of a…wolf. Carved carefully are the details of eyes, a nose and a few tufts of fur. There is kanji written along the shoulder of it. 

“Where’d you get this?” Cole asks sincerely.

“I carved it. With my hands.” Hanzo clears his throat, looking somewhat embarrassed at himself. “I did so, when I had a streak of night terrors a few months back.” 

He gestures toward the sculpture, “I placed it near my bed and the night terrors stopped. Maybe it will bring the same peace to you.” 

“Oh.” Cole says humbly. “Thank you.” 

“Do not tell anyone about this.” Hanzo leans forward as he threatens him in a serious tone. “I do not desire the others asking me for one.”

“No, no, I get you.” Cole nods not wanting to draw his ire. “Lips are sealed.” He mimics zipping his lips and throwing away the key.

“Good.” Hanzo sighs in relief. “My session is up. The range is yours.” He saunters out of the training area with his archer gear on his back. “Good night, Cole.”

“Night, Hanzo.” Cole watches him as he disappears into the shadows.

He looks at the wolf one more time before tucking it into his shirt’s pocket. He smiles crookedly as he pats it secure before reloading Peacekeeper and going for another round.

[thepayloadisgay]

🐉🏹

///

Days, and they just looked at each other.

Almost a week before they shared a conversation alone.

Genji had tiptoed around his brother like he were cracked, a vase teetering on an edge, a sharp exhale enough to push to break.

Hanzo just turned the other way when he saw Genji. Heard that loud laughter bouncing off the walls, too close and it would be here.

People here were Genji's family. They knew him like Hanzo used to. What music he liked, food he loved, when he slept, worrying if he'd come home in one piece.

Did any of them love him too?

Probably. Genji was so easy to love.

Hanzo had hated him for it, for he'd loved him too. Fierce and fatal. From breath to bone, to blood and gone.

Love was different with anyone else. Love with Genji was its meaning. The beginning, the end.

And all over again.

There was too much to say that conversations felt sore. Time together barely enough to catch a breath.

But one day it just felt normal.

Hanzo. Dawn. Hair damp from a shower. He stood by the wide double doorway at the back of Gibraltar. The sea sung quiet. Not as quiet as the way Genji moved.

But Hanzo always felt.

Then the way his brother brushed his fingers along his arm. Winding the waves of his dragon and down. Down to his hand, to hold.

Bare faced. Patches of armour pulled off. Wires, synthetic flesh, and the way he worked, exposed.

Vulnerability.

Well. What Hanzo could see beneath the cat pyjamas he wore, rolled to his knees, elbows.

"You still use the same shampoo," says Genji, leaning into his brother, arm dipping into the small of his back, feeling the drops of water fall from the ends of his hair. Cold.

"You always used to steal it." Hanzo closes his eyes, feeling Genji shape his spine.

"Still do."

Hanzo turns. Slow. Genji's smile brings him back home. The kiss against his neck to their bed. The smell of his hair, love.

Today it just felt normal, and maybe it would be again.

[scionheart]

Drabble || Looking Back

{ Background Music }

A short, bittersweet drabble that the music I was listening to inspired. <3

Words: 1,058

Wake up.

That's what he told me.

I didn't listen.

Whether it be because I failed to realize what he truly meant, believed otherwise, or... perhaps it was my ego. I expected this. Prepared for it, even. Yet I find myself unable to comprehend it even now. It's surreal. Yet, I made that decision.

I am disgusted. With myself. With what I've done. With who I've become. What would father think of me?

I deserve to be haunted. Hunted. I'm a monster.

I'll never forgive myself.

-

That was where it ended.

Holding the paper between his pointer and thumb, amber eyes look upon the inked words in somber nature. They shift and dance over each word, every letter feeling as if a numbing poison sinks its way through his skin. He was so young. Both of them.

Hanzo had forgotten that he even journaled at all back then. He used to love writing. It was a way for him to express his adoration for his surroundings, how free he felt inside during those moments. His love for the city. The estate. His small family. He abandoned everything a few months after what he had done. He fled from Hanamura with very few items and just the clothes on his back. He found a place in solidarity, hidden within the city he grew to know so well.

Averting his gaze to the blank spot beneath the entry, his mind wanders to a few nights after he carried out that heinous command in a fiery rage. He remembers sitting hunched over this paper in this room, his old room, residing himself to eternal punishment. Tears had streamed down his face, rolled down his nose, planting themselves to this page before he had thrown his hands over his eyes, grimacing in anguish, still holding back most of his pain. Unintentionally mirroring the very same position from that night as he's knelt with the paper held under him, his eyes trail about the page again. There they were. The small warped spots from his tears, soaked into the page. One had landed upon the word monster, causing the ink to bleed slightly.

Several long moments of silence pass. He hid all these journal entries away before he left, never knowing that one day, a different man would find them.

There's a soft shuffle of feet against the wooden floor outside his sliding paper door, which he left slightly open. A soft knock on it's frame follows.

"Hanzo?"

The voice has gained familiarity over the past year or so. An Overwatch agent that he's spoken and worked with for a while now. The very same one who helped convince him to join the organization.

Hanzo offers a low questioning hum in reply, lowering the paper a little to look over his shoulder.

"Y'alright?"

He looks back down at the paper and to some other strewn about journal entries on the floor at his knees.

"Yes."

The other man goes silent for a moment, seemingly unsure what else to do or say. Hanzo exhales lightly from his nose.

"Did you need something?" He asks.

"Just checkin' in. It's been a good while."

It's been a little over an hour. Once he found his journal entries, he found himself going through them, as there really isn't much else in his room, anyways. He didn't realize how absorbed he became.

"Apologies, I will be out in a moment." Hanzo replies.

Another bit of silence before the other man resides to walk away from the door, rejoining the others in the courtyard who wait for the archer to emerge so they can all leave together. Hanzo gathers all the pages and stacks them, placing them upon a small dresser at the end of the room against the wall which usually held his katana and wakizashi. With that, he inhales deeply, closing his eyes to cut visual with the journal, turning to face the door. As he exits, he slides the door shut. Making his way to the end of the outside hallway, talking voices in the distance becoming more clear.

Stepping into his shoes, the gravel shifts under the soles. Once they're secure, he stands still.

He turns to look back down the hallway. At the building itself. The trees.

This was it.

The breeze blows the silver sash tied from his ponytail across his back and up like a flag as if to wave goodbye, despite his body remaining stiff as steel. Leaves from the sakura flow by, gently patting him as they swirl. The talking has altered, seeming to die down to a whisper.

Gravel crunches as he's approached. His head turns to see the same man who was at his door a few minutes earlier.

A large red serape picking up in the breeze as well, a wide brimmed cowboy hat and metal chest-plate. Light brown eyes meet Hanzo's.

"Ready?" The cowboy asks, softly.

Hanzo scoffs lightly.

"I better not regret this, Cassidy."

Cassidy chuckles in reply, gesturing his head to the others standing in wait. His brother; Genji, the medic; Angela, as well as a few of the newer recruits, Mei and Lucio. Walking past Cassidy, who follows close behind, he comes up to his brother. The cyborg looks up at him, holding a hand out. Hanzo meets his palm to the cold metal of Genji's. His younger brother speaks up.

"Leave it to me."

That alone feels as if some weight is lifted off his shoulders. Genji is going to stay behind to fix up the estate for a while, yet also so he can remain in this region due to the threat of the new Omni Crisis if anything happens within the next few weeks. He releases Hanzo's hand, lifting the opposite to gesture to the small ship that's sitting in wait where the others have already loaded. Everyone but Hanzo and Cassidy. Taking his first step, a familiar feeling waves in Hanzo's gut. He's embarking once again, yet this time for a different reason. A better reason.

Cassidy follows, tipping his hat to Genji as they give each other looks of acknowledgement. No words are spoken, yet it's known what is expected of the Cowboy. With that, the ships doors close, cutting off sight of Genji who stands in the courtyard to watch the departure until it vanishes from view.

[ya-zz]

More father Hanzo!!! Maybe with the rest of the shimada family absolutely spoiling reader and being protective of them

Ever since Hanzo adopted you, his family have been nothing but caring and sweet. Gifts were anything but short, toys and little outfits, it was like you were their own kid. Hanzo loved the treatment you got, saying it was well deserved for a kid like you.

Whenever something went wrong, they were the first to know and sort the situation out, nobody hurts a Shimada, no matter if they were blood related.

Sometimes, when Hanzo had business to attend to, he would leave you at home with the elders to which they would play endless games with you. Hide and seek would last hours, colouring books were always full and when the evening came in, they'd read to you until you fell asleep.

Hanzo would come home late some nights and find you curled up in bed, blanket wrapped over you with your favourite teddy bear in arms.

His phone would then fill up with countless photos of you, from sleeping to playing games, anything mundane or exciting. Not only that, but the entire family would be there for any and all special events that you were a part of.

The Shimada's were proud of the eldest son. They were also proud of you.

[yandereunsolved]

Hi! I like your MK11 Yandere Drabbles! What about a Yandere MK11 Hanzo/Scorpion with an Angel darling? Drabble version, please :3

Love that. Love this. One ethereal winged darling with an obsessive man coming up!

༄ 🪽 request fulfilled here ༄ 🪽

[colemorrison]

Hanzo didn’t say a word, curling into his lovers arms, Cassidy was half asleep but he would always make room for his boyfriend.

“Ya alright sugar?”

“Yes, let’s just stay in this position.”

The cowboy didn’t need to be told twice, flesh arm pulling the archer as close as he humanly could before beginning to snore again.

As much as the Shimada would act as if he hates the snores they brought him so much security. It reminded him that he wasn’t alone, he had his cowboy.

[cryptidbait]

MK11 Kuai x Liu x Hanzo —Training

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

Liu Kang’s brows furrowed in frustration. The new god felt frustrated. It felt as if everything was connected to him in some way. The bustling clan outside of the gardens, the birds chirping, the smell of the overwhelming flora, the humming of insects, the—

“Calm yourself,” a husky voice commanded. Liu’s brows relaxed at the sound of Hanzo’s voice. However, the fire god was still tense. Hanzo’s warm palm grasped Liu’s shoulder. It was incredibly warm, not burning to the touch, but it made Liu Kang’s stomach tingle and his ears burn.

“You’ll get nowhere if you do not focus,” another voice chimed in, much gruffer then Hanzo’s. It came from Liu Kang’s left, while Hanzo was on his right. Liu snuck a peak at Grandmaster Kuai Liang. The leader of the Lin Kuei was dressed down into casual wear, something that the fire god was not adjusted to seeing. Kuai had his eyes closed, brows and muscles alike relaxed.

“Do not focus on your breathing,” Hanzo advised. Liu Kang returned to attention, closing his eyes and facing forward once more. He could feel Hanzo’s gaze on him. “I know it is the way you were taught but it does not work each time.” Hanzo removed his hand from Liu’s shoulder and Liu could feel the immediate difference of the heated hand leaving his skin. Liu Kang held back a shiver.

“Focus on your surroundings. Focus on nature itself and allow it to guide you.” *How was Liu supposed to do that if that was what was overwhelming him in the first place?* Liu Kang took a deep breath, holding it in before puffing his cheeks and releasing it. Puffs of air came out and Liu Kang could hear Hanzo’s body shift.

The busy bodies outside of the garden seemed to grow louder the more the god tried to focus. He clenched his fists, which were on his knees. The bushes were shaking with the breeze and the birds were practically squawking—

“Try this,” Kuai Liang interrupted. Liu Kang opened his eyes, seeing the grandmaster thrust something in his direction. Liu Kang opened a fist and took the object from the other, older man.

Liu Kang looked at it closely. A flower. Burning red petals that gleamed in the sunlight. Liu Kang held it by the stem with easy fingers, trying to be careful to not squish it.

“How is this supposed to help?”

Kuai Liang looked at Liu with dark eyes. Liu thought his eyes were inviting, like a warm hearth after trekking in a snowstorm.

“Focus only on this flower,” Kuai Liang instructed. Liu Kang closed his eyes. “Feel the softness of it, focus on the smell and shape of the flower. Only on it. Nothing else matters right now.”

Liu Kang’s fingers trailed over the petals, rubbed against the stem. The fire god imagined the red, fiery petals and he inhaled. Sweet. He continued to caress the flower, envisioning the soft flora. With each detail he could feel along his fingers, Liu imagined a new part of the flower in his head. Liu Kang had no idea how long he was holding the flower, how long he was imagining the flora in his rough hands.

“Good job,” Hanzo praised. His voice caused Liu Kang to open his eyes. The flower in his hands burned to crisp as the fire for lost focus.

“Damnit,” Liu Kang griped. “I had it.”

“You did,” Hanzo mentioned with a small smile. Kuai Liang picked another flower and handed it to Liu Kang, who was flushed with emotion. “Now do it again.”

[eternalslover]

Guys I'm kinda in a overwatch phase rn so I'm gonna be reblogging a bunch of overwatch hcs because they are all so hot

Hello! I would like to request Hanzo, Cassidy, Solider76, Rammatra, Junkerqueen and Widow reacting to a showing up at their S/O house and hearing loud yelling because their crazy ex showed up and tore up the place.

Oof sure thing

Warnings: previous toxic relationship, violence

Overwatch seeing s/o's ex is harassing them

Hanzo

He was very panicked because he got a text saying you needed help so he rushed to your house

He heard screaming from inside but didn't recognize your voice so he muscled the door open to get to you

That's when he saw your ex tearing up your house screaming profanities at you

No hesitation Hanzo grabbed your ex by the shoulder (nearly breaking it in the process) and dragged him out of the house

Hanzo then went over to where you locked yourself in the bedroom and quietly assured you your ex was gone

He felt terrible that you had to go through that and he doesn't leave your side for the rest of the day/night

Cassidy

Cassidy was driving to your house to pick you up for a date when he recognized your ex's car

Now, with much more desperation, he made his way to your apartment and used his spare key to get the door open when he heard yelling and crashing noises from inside

When he saw you, cowered in a corner with your ex screaming at you he immediately put himself between you and your ex

After forcing your ex to leave he dropped beside you to make sure you were okay

If you let him he's pulling you into a tight hug for a couple minutes

Afterward, you and him clean up the mess your ex made, and he tries his best to take your mind off what happened

Soldier 76

He'd already had plans to go spend time with you at your apartment but his blood boiled when he opened the door to see your ex screaming at you

He grabs your ex's collar and drags them away from you threatening them in a low voice

After your ex leaves Jack settles besides you on the ground and pulls you into a silent hug

He never leaves your side the whole time that you two order take-out and even when you falls asleep

Ramattra

He didn't know why but he felt a sudden urge to see you and he knew why when he pulled up to see your ex's car

He rushed to your apartment, filling the doorway with a terrifying presence as he towered over your ex

After successfully scaring them off, he drops beside you and makes sure you're not injured

After that, he basically carries you around for the rest of the time you two are together and does his best to make you feel comfortable

Junker Queen

She was fuming when you texted her asking for help but she wasn't mad at you

Whoever made you feel scared was about to get thrown out a window

When she arrived at your house she made Gracie in hand when she opened the door

Two seconds flat and she scared your ex away

Once your ex was gone, she went over to you to make sure you were okay

She insisted you two stay inside together that night and (after fumbling with the TV remote) she puts on your favorite movie before cleaning up the mess your ex made

Widowmaker

She had no hesitation coming to help since she remembered the horror stories you told her about your ex

She might not be as strong or intimidating as the other people on this list, but she is not afraid to snipe/fight anyone in her way of helping you

So after scaring your ex off, she silently sits next to you, pulling you into her arms in order to comfort you

She promises that with her around she won't let your ex near you again