#hanzo shimada x gender neutral reader

[gotafewtricks]

Hello! I saw that your requests were open and was wondering if I could request Hanzo having a crush on a shy reader and how he would approach them/ask them out? Maybe they go on a cute date? :) Thank you in advance!

★ Shaky hands and awkward laughs

Mhm, hello! Idk where you Hanzo fans came from, but I'm enjoying reading your requests and the such :3 anyways, you're welcome !! Hope you're doing well! I'm sorry this took a bit, I was just a bit busy here lately.

Feelings would catch up to the stoic archer sooner or later; knowing that what his heart truly told him was what feel true to him—natural.

He liked—no, loved—you more than for your characterized timid nature. Hanzo would never degrade someone to just one notion of their mannerisms; their personality. He does believe that what's in the inside of a person makes them beautiful, but he could go on and on about what makes you oh-so special to him.

At first, Hanzo would rethink and doubt his crush. He knew he felt very strongly for you, and those emotions felt as if they'd burst through his seams. It seemed that his mind was plagued by his overthinking nature. Would you think that he only sought for you because of the "appeal" of being shy? Was he trying to prove to himself that he was the protective role—therefore, only thinking of such an intimate relationship as just mere status? Just how status affected him all those years back?

Many people are proclaimed "shy" in different ways. Either through their nervousness and reluctance of meeting and-slash-or interacting with others (however, that term's rather "anxiety"), or through stuttering and stammering words—overthinking, like how Hanzo was—he'd do his best to never embarrass you.

Hanzo is not one to purely view someone as just "cute" by humiliating them. Sure, the blush that'll coat your cheeks from time to time make him also flustered, he doesn't want you to ever be upset, if you do not take embarrassment very well.

He would tease you, but never about something he knew that would be too much for you. As with every other person, too—but, you were someone special to him.

Even if Hanzo wasn't a shy person, he was rather reluctant on interacting at heart. Therefore, he'd much, much rather have you hint at potentially liking him; so he doesn't disrespect any boundaries by asking you out.

I feel like the poor man would wait and wait, and if you were too shy to even remotely hint at it, he'd get flustered over the idea of having to be the one to ask you out. It takes a lotttt of convincing himself into doing such a thing, considering he is also afraid of messing everything up.

He would try his best to pick out a good spot and time for him to pop the question; not letting his impulses to randomly hint at it, or do something even more, get in the way of everything. As much as Hanzo would move to hold you in his embrace already; kissing your neck tenderly... He knew that it was way too embarrassing for his own good.

Eventually, he then settled on asking if you were free anytime soon during a conversation about his training schedule. Hanzo felt as if he should ask the question, as if it was normal and felt right—rather than having to force himself in a "romantic" environment for it to be valid. He truly did love you, no matter what the circumstances may be.

"I format my days around the times of my practicing." He would then explain, drawing an arrow from his quiver to just absentmindedly shoot at a target—bullseye. "How about you? When are you normally free?"

Just adding that last sentence made his heart beat a bit faster. As much as Hanzo does have a flirty personality, underneath his stoic nature, he feels very... wrong, if he were to flirt with someone that could either get shy or embarrassed easy. He doesn't want to break any boundaries, but he doesn't know how else he could ask if you were okay with flirting, just due to the implications.

After you filled the archer in on your schedule, the two of you then settled on a day where you two could hang out—with how he phrased it, it was rather vague, and you didn't just want to assume that your crush was really asking you out. But, unfortunately...

As the both of you were together, underneath the cherry blossoms—it began to rain. The two of you had to make due with sheltering at a local inn, as there was no time, or use, to go back home; considering the location that Hanzo picked out in particular was for a purpose, as it was secluded, private, and beautiful. Just like him, in essence.

With frantic apologies from both parties, he then just had to look around the interior of the inn room that he has rented out, just for today. He even was thinking of taking them out to a favourite restaurant of his, but, no—the weather had to ruin it. There was a nagging feeling of frustration behind him, as if he just... couldn't do anything.

As you saw that all-too familar look on his face, you tilted your head; and asked what was wrong, and if it was the weather. Hanzo would then scowl, rather at himself than anything, as he woukd then shake his head. You were already on the bed of the room, so you then patted the seat next to him; implying you wanted him closer snd level to you. He obliged.

"I... my apologies, for earlier. I feel confined in here." He'd sigh out.

You then reassure him that it's okay, and that it wasn't anyone's fault for the weather. It's not as if anyone could control it! After talking to Hanzo more about this, his gaze started to soften, as it always does whenever he chats with you, and then he now nods his head; affirming that it's okay.

"Plus, any given time with you is great! I just... eugh, that rain made me feel so cold and clammy- oh?"

Once you get those words out, Hanzo then took the leap of faith, and brought an arm around you to hold you close to him. It just felt natural, as he didn't have any words to really express his gratitude for you—relying on touch and his body language to convey it, as the words felt too heavy on his tongue. Please say what he's doing is okay, and that you understand—because you love him, too.

[jailbird-junkrat-writes]

Overwatch Characters Love Languages P2

Genji Words of affirmation make him feel valid and whole again. He never asks for anything, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t crave anything. Just tell him how you feel, give him the reassurance he needs but will never ask for.

Hanzo Acts of service. You love him? Prove it to him. He’s too tired and done with people just messing around. He doesn’t want money, dinners, gifts. Just simple acts that can mean the world. Maybe he’s not eaten today and you make him sit and have food. Things that let him know he’s cared for.

Junkrat Gifts and Pshycal touch. The boy is attention and touched starved. He’s like a needy puppy that demands attention every few seconds. Wants to hold your hand or literally try crawl all over you. Just wants to be close, wants to prove to people he can get someone to love him. He sadly doesn’t understand personal space. And, of course he loves to give his partner little trinkets.

Lucio Quailty time is his big one. You could be having a day thats packed with a thousand things or a day that's just led on the couch together listening to music. Both are just as good and mean the world to him. Just be there with him and he’ll have a smile on his face.

Moira Acts of service Moira is a complicated but also simple in her needs. Words with no weight mean nothing, gifts are worthless. She’s so self sufficient she doesn’t need much. But if a coffee showed up on her desk unprompted or a stack of paperwork gets tidied up to make her life a little easier? She won’t voice how much it means to her, but you’ll start to notice the same level of sneaky kindness in return.

[kortsitron]

Ok how would the overwatch cast react to y/n saying on a mission moments before it downpours “ hmmm.” ( insert sniffing noise ) “ it smells like it’s gonna rain. We could probably go inside or seek some type of shelter.”  And then forgetting that they grew up in the Midwest, as I am convinced that the people who can smell rain are mutants. 

Rainy weather

First of all, apologies for answering this so late. I admit I wasn’t sure about these headcanons at first, but after looking at characters I write for – I thought that I can make something fun out of this. And a little fun fact – I think I might be one of those people who can smell rain lol. Anyway enjoy! <3

Genji Shimada

☁ Genji can't really smell rain since almost all the time he has his mask on

☁ Once you say it's going to rain, Genji looks at you surprised

☁ Once you tell him that you can smell in the air, he chuckles 

☁ Then once it actually starts to rain, Genji chuckles again and apologizes

☁ Right after that, jokingly asks what other superpowers you might have

Hanzo Shimada

☁ Hanzo can't really smell rain, so he often got soaked in his life

☁ When you say it's going to rain and how confidently you say it, he looks confused and ask how you can tell

☁ He doesn't believe you at first, but after going to a shelter and sees that it starts to rain, he apologizes that he didn't believe you

☁ You play it off jokingly, because you can tell he's really serious about the apology and explain that everything is fine

Cole Cassidy

☁ I believe Cole is also the person who can smell that the rain is coming, he may even starts smelling the air before you do

☁ But as soon as he hears you sniff the air too, he looks up at you surprised 

☁ He does not argue when you say it's time to look for shelter

☁ Once everyone is safe in the shelter, Cole will ask about it and admit you surprised him, because he did not expect for you to be also able to smell rain

Ramattra 

☁ Ramattra obviously can't smell rain, but his sensors can inform him that there's a change in the air

☁ He will be surprised when he sees you sniff and says it's going to rain

☁ He knows how to kill and hurt humans, but he does not know much beyond that

☁ After finding a shelter, he asks how does human smell that and how common is it for humans be able to smell things like that

Niran Pruksamanee

☁ Niran is a plant mom, so he's almost always aware of the weather

☁ He may not be to smell the rain, but will most likely be aware before mission that it might rain

☁ Niran is confused by your conclusion, just by a few a small quick sniffs

☁ He asks if you're sure and when your answer is positive, he does does not plan on arguing and looks for shelter with you

[nanamis-princess]

Hi I saw your request were open and I wanted to know if you could right a platonic fluff of reader and kirko,genji and hanzo having a sleepover together

Sleepover with the shimada’s & kiriko head canons!

Genre: fluff & goofing around

Platonic relationships x gender neutral reader (no gender specified)

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-hanzo is really into the baking/cooking together aspect of a sleepover. Kiri & genji would most likely goof off during this process so hanzo might appreciate a helping hand. Not to discourage you from participating in the goofing off though.

-Mario cart with genji & kiri can become quite competitive between the two of them. When you end up having a winning streak because genji and kiriko are trying to sabotage each other.

-deep talk does briefly happen if you guys are all on the same wavelength, especially when they talk about how harsh parts of their upbringing was with training and the fear if disappointing they’re parents.

-kiriko is the first one who is like “okay that was depressing, lets do something else” after the conversations kinda died down.

-genji brings a lot and i mean a lot of candy, he’d be down to do that candy salad trend

-when you play board games, genji can not for the life of him do charades. He almost always give too much away.

-if you guys play monopoly kiriko insist on being the banker & hanzo has the most properties. Genji for the most part has been in jail.

-kiri also made a playlist for this and brings out the fox spirit to see you. The fox gently rubbing against your leg when you sit down to pet it.

-hanzo has a blue weighted blanket that he cant sleep without, something about the weight of it plus the texture just makes him sleep better.

-kiri does have a small fox plushie and brought it for this special occasion

-when you suggest doing under eye face masks kiri is the first to agree, she puts on yours for you and you help hanzo put his on. Genji did his all by himself lol.

-deciding it would be nice to remember you guys take a photo, you with kiri in the front (shes the one taking the photo) hanzo right behind you and genji behind kiriko. Genji had to convince hanzo to be apart of the photo though, he’s not one for photos. A few photos are taken ones with peace signs, a silly one and ones with genuine smiles. Hanzo of course just remaining with a small smile for most of them

-the first one asleep is genji and kiriko drew a mustache on him with the help of you if you condone to that. Hanzo did not stop this at all.

-kiri fell asleep on your shoulder during a movie with her plushie in hand and you weren’t far behind her. Hanzo covered you both with a blanket before heading to sleep himself at around 4am

Bonus:

During breakfast genji had his mustache on the whole time, nobody said ✨nothing ✨

a/n: thank you sm for requesting! I always enjoy when someone requests for overwatch! Xoxo

[cursedpiratestash]

hello! i absolutely love your works:> may i request for a romantic hanzo hcs with a younger reader? both fluff and angst if possible but completely up to you. thank you so much!<3

Hanzo x Reader

Headcanons

a/n: these lean more towards fluff but thank you so much for the kind words! I hope you enjoy

There are people who tease you guys for the age gap but all in good fun (probably mostly from Genji)

It only occasionally bothers Hanzo when it makes him ponder his mortality but it’s quickly dispelled after spending some time with you

There are nights that he stays up wondering if he’s holding you back. He’s not getting any younger and has 40+ years of baggage

He eventually gets over it when he’s with you and having a good time but it does weigh on him when he sees younger happier couples

Anytime it gets serious you always have to remind him that there’s nobody else you’d rather be with

He only really lets you make those kind of jokes about him being old

When you first started pining for each other you end up making the first move

He’d be too in his head to do it

After that he makes it a habit to gift you things and invite you to spend time with him whenever he has time

His favorite pastime is holding you next to him on the couch with one of your shows playing

He loves how you ground him to the earth and constantly show him how much you care when he needs a reminder that there’s someone always in his corner

He also likes to take you on dates or really anything that would give him an excuse to see you wearing something nice

Cuddling is something he can enjoy too when he just wants some quiet

On occasion he’ll pepper in chaste kisses in places that make you shiver

Whenever you two have a serious fight he’s a little stubborn and has to take some time to himself

What gets him to apologize or forgive you is seeing how lonely his world looks without you next to him

As stoic as he is he can be incredibly romantic but dramatic too

He’d come to your door looking like a tired mess and with flowers or gift in hand

Probably a tip from Genji after getting tired of seeing his brother so zombie-like

He’ll try to be much more mindful after things work out again

Trying to make up for his past mistake with romantic gestures and favors no matter what they are

He still has a lot of growing to do but you make it easier for him

You make him want to be better… Anything to see that proud look on your face

[cielles-random-vault]

overwatch music headcannons! + small reader insert!

including hanzo and genji, mc cree, reaper, kiriko,mei and lucio since they're my all time favorites

please keep in mind that these are just MY opinion and i don't know the characters' backstories so this may not be accurate , it's ok if you disagree but don't be rude about it 💀 THIS IS JUST FOR FUN OK

word count: 977 :D

pre-post note: AAA that's it now i want to create playlists for each one of them and the best part is no one can stop me

✨hanzo

he doesn't have any particuliar taste he just doesn't like very loud music

he likes japanese bossa nova and listens to it when he parctices/medidates

he probably asked lucio why he has to pay for spotify premium and asked him to get him a cracked version of it because he refuses to pay for it (he actually has a lot of money but has a love/hate relationship with americans *staring at cassidy intenifies* but deep down it's really because he doesn't know how to properly use the app without lucio's help but he doesn't want to admit it because it makes him feel old)

I JUST KNOW MY BABYGIRL SECRETELY LIKES KPOP GIRL GROUPS LIKE TWICE AND NEWJEANS (kiriko secretely added newjeans music in his playlist)

listens to shiloh dysnasty, lofigirl lives when he needs to focus on signing his family's papers, he likes tyler the creator but only flowerboy and call me if you get lost because his others albums would be too "violent" for him (don't forget he's an old man 😔 /hj)

HE OBVIOUSLY LIKES CLASSICAL MUSIC like some mozart or chopin or even beethoven

he either has too many playlists or like only his liked songs one (but he doesn't now how to use spotify so he always asks you or lucio on how to do it)

he definitely likes lamp and even went to some of their concerts

oh and he plays shamisen too, his parents gave him and his brothers lessons since it's something very dear to them as music is a very big part of the shimadas' culture

"hi there sakura! do you want to listen to music together?" and then he'd pat the seat next to his for you to sit on

✨genji

since he's (kind of) a robot i feel like he listens mostly to breakcore and jungle dnb, it depends on his mood

he likes bossa nova too but is more into japanese rap

although he's more of an extrovert than his brother, he still needs his time alone, but he'll never mind your presence

"oh? hello there little mouse" as he notices you came in his room. he always sets a bare cushion on the floor for you to sit on. "do you want to listen to music together?"

i feel like he'd like 90's/2000's rap like mf doom, tupac and ice cube because lucio made him discover some of their songs ( i want them to have a thing together aa "but he's already with mercy" CRY ABOUT IT I DONT CARE no one can stop me from writing a genji x lucio fic MWAHAHAHA THIS IS GONNA BE SO RANDOM

though basically he's more of a sewerslvt/ my head hurts type of person (a/n: please listen to my head hurts if you like breakcore their music is so good)

when he feels lonely he asks you to come in his room to listen to some of your favorite music (he secretely made you a playlist)

✨mc cree

as a proud cowboy i'm pretty sure he listens to country music (this man's old too /hj)

he probably listens to old bands like the beatles and metallica

that's it that's what he'd listen to

oh and maybe taylor swift because her music would remind him of the countryside he's born in

"hey there pretty!" (don't judge me i js feel like he would call you that don't ask me why) "come here i made you a pie!"

✨reaper

I JS KNOW HE LISTENS TO SLIPKNOT AND DEFTONES

METALLICA TOO

he doesn't specifically like your presence but he doesn't tell you to leave him alone either

"what do you want? fine you can stay but don't make too much noise"

that's it that's my hcs 🗿krkrkr that's not a lot i'm sorry

✨kiriko and mei (+ d.va bonus)

i js know my girlies listen to kpop

they have a shared playlist with very various things

kiriko's music taste is prety much kpop (the ogs, blackpink, stray kids and txt, they probably stant them)

mei is more of a classical music person

dva likes krap but she's more of of a stay stan

"hi there! have a seat! kiriko and i have made tea!"

✨lucio

I JUST KNOW THIS MAN'S MUSIC TASTE IS IMMACULATE

everybody asks him for music advice

i think he's one of the real "i listen to everything" mfs, his listening goes from classical music to brakcore but also and mainly rap

mf doom, tyler the creator fan (esp the albums before igor)

the music he makes is either really calm like accousitc guitar covers or STRAIGHT CHAOS there really is no in between and i'm here for it

BRO IS A KENDRICK LAMAR FAN if the two of them were in the same universe i'm a hundred percent sure theY would have made music together

p sure he listens to travis scot ON BLAST so loud he always get yelled at by because it disturbs his meditation

when he feels lonely he invites you on the roof to play you soft songs on his guitar

THAT'S IT :D THANK YOU FOR READING

ily if you read through the whole thing <3 /p kith kith if consented 🎀

have a good day !

-kanahari/ @chainsaw-locket-444

[prime-adeptus]

AND OUR LOVE IS A GHOST – HANZO SHIMADA X READER

Hanzo faces another ghost from his past.

CONTENT.⠀gender-neutral reader. angst. hanzo and reader are exes. unhappy reunions.

NOTES.⠀part of an Overwatch ficlet collection I've started on ao3 :) this one's dedicated to @kakujis, the Older Brother Character enjoyer <3 I couldn't let us teehee over him too much so here's some angst to balance it out

Hanzo has faced more than his fair share of trials and tribulations in his life.

Those, however, pale in comparison to where he stands now—injured on the doorstep of someone he had selfishly abandoned years ago. It hurts his pride that he was even in this position. He knows he’s damn good with a bow and arrow. He spent years honing his skill, doing everything he could to take back the honour he lost. But it wasn’t enough to fight against a machine.

Though he could treat his injuries himself (he always does; when you are alone, all you have to turn to is yourself), these are too much for him to deal with by his lonesome. He’s not sure what hurts more. The cuts and bruises steadily marking up the skin of his torso or the emotionless stare you’re giving him. He deserves it, he supposes. He’d left you behind without so much of a letter, gone under the radar and never contacted you again. At the time he thought it was for the best. Without anything left to his name, having been stripped of all he had, he didn’t deem himself worthy of you. He was too caught up in his hurt and completely disregarded you, the one who loved him, cared for him—

“Whatever you’re thinking about, stop it,” you speak up, tone laced with impatience and remnants of anger. “Just come in.”

Hanzo tries not to wince as he follows you inside your home. It’s different from what he remembers—it feels… bleak, barely lived in. He doesn’t have the time to mull over what he’d done to you when you’re pulling him by the sleeve and urging him to sit down. He’s left by himself for a few moments as you disappear into a room before reemerging with a sleek glove in your hand.

You don’t say a word as your hand presses against his chest, a faint white-yellow glow emerging from the glove as pleasant tingles surge through his system. Without knowing it, he closes his eyes and lets himself succumb to relief, his pain and tension leaving his body with each touch.

“A friend of mine gave this to me when he visited.”

The mention of this friend has his eyes snapping open. There’s something akin to irritation—envy—stirring in his chest, but he begrudgingly lets it go. After all, what right does he have to feel possessive of you?

“I’ve been volunteering at the hospital as a nurse. They’ve been understaffed since the last Null Sector invasion.” You’re not even looking at him as you talk, instead focusing on treating him. After a glance at the holopad by your side, you withdraw and step back from him. “What are you doing here?”

“I…”

“There’s nothing for you here, Hanzo.”

His heart sinks. It constantly dawns on him how no apology will ever make up for how he left you—he’d taken a piece of your heart and broken it beyond repair.

“Instinct,” he finally says. “My heart led me here.”

You roll your eyes, an exasperated scoff leaving your lips. “Five years late?”

He knows you don’t owe him forgiveness. Hell, he knows he doesn’t deserve it. Still, seeing what used to be love in your eyes turn into resentment hurts him more than any blade ever could. The walls you’d let down for him were built back up, stronger than before, and there’s no way he can possibly get through.

“You’re still living here after Null Sector’s invasion?”

“Some of us can’t just leave things behind to go on our own,” comes your response, quick and snappy. You sigh, your tense features softening just the slightest. “I have friends and family here. I have to help where I can.”

“I… am sorry. I hope they are safe.”

“Sorry enough to help?”

Your words are hauntingly familiar, reminding him of yet another loved one he failed—the young shrine maiden who’s turned to a life of vigilantism to do what he couldn’t. He bites on the inside of his cheek, his eyes downcast. For a man who’s spent years with the most beautiful of words, all of them are lost to him under your glare. Guilt, regret, sorrow—feelings that are even more familiar swirl in his chest, drags him into the depths of the dark.

“I’ll let you stay. It’s late.” You sniffle, and his heart sinks. “But I want you gone by the morning. I don’t care where you go, just… don’t come back.” Then, in a barely audible whisper, you continue, “Please.”

All he can do is watch as you disappear into a silhouette walking down the corridor, leaving behind nothing but faint sobs in your wake. How many tears have you shed because of him? How dare he expect your forgiveness when he has done nothing to earn it? Your agreeing to help him had already been unexpected—miraculous—enough. A selfish part of him wonders if he can ever make it up to you, take away your hurt by being a better man for you.

Hanzo no longer dreams. There is nothing to wish for, nothing he will ever get back. But for you, he dreams that you’ll find it in your heart to look at him the same way you used to again. He’ll do anything to make amends and treat you better if you consider him deserving of a second chance.

For now, he’ll do as you wish and leave just like he did all those years ago. He can’t bear hurting you anymore.

[a-very-bored-blogger]

Hi! I saw that your requests were open and was wondering if I could please request some headcanons for Hanzo with a more shy s/o? Thank you in advance <3

Hanzo Shimada x Shy! S/O (Gender Neutral)

Hi here! Speaking as a former Hanzo fan, here are some of my headcanons for Hanzo with a shy gender neutral S/O:

Note: I’m assuming that reader here doesn’t have any abilities/combat skills

-When you and Hanzo first met, the way you speak and the way you stuttered indicated that you needed a bit help with letting out your thoughts

-He would often reciprocate your love through physical touch, always hugging you and making you feel safe.

-Pet names are mostly just "Koibito"

-He would usually ask you questions to see how comfortable you are with certain things

-But whenever he's tired, he would just hug you from behind, or hold you in bed, as if you're gonna leave him

"Koibito, do you like that?" He would ask as he caresses your neck, thigh or cheek

-He prefers having a shy S/O, the calmness and serenity you radiate would make for a good acomplice in his meditation sessions

-Dates would mostly be him taking you to quiet places at night, or sneaking to rooftops to eat some takeout together while looking at the beautiful city skyline

-He loves hearing any noise you make, may it be tiny squeaks, or mumbles or anything you say, either way he just enjoys being with your presence

-Whenever you seem stressed, he would bring a cup of hot sencha tea, alongside your favorite songs

-Give him headpats or caress his face, or maybe even a soft chaste kiss on his lips, cheeks

-Hanzo tries his best to appreciate everything you love and do so hopefully one day you could feel safe and comfortable enough with expressing your words with him

-Most nights are spent in bed, watching the TV or just enjoying each other's presence

-He would often give a soft chuckle whenever you have struggle expressing yourself, only to be followed with headpats alongside the words "Breath, take your time Koibito. I'm here for you."

-Whenever he's about to leave for a long journey, he would often grab your dominant hand and kiss it, bidding you goodbye and telling you how long he would be gone

note: I'm sorry for it being a bit short, I'm just not sure what to add since I'm not much of a shy person, but I hope this does you justice!

[bluebirdsboi]

Overwatch Masterlist | Last Updated: 6/12/23

Key

Fluff = 🥰 | Angst = 😢 | Smut = 🥵 | Hurt Comfort = 🩹 Platonic = 🤝 Headcanons = 📝 | ABC Headcanons = 👩‍🏫 | Oneshot = 📘 | Series = 📚 AU = 🌎 | Songfic = 🎵 Male Reader = 💙 | Gender Neutral Reader = 💜 | Female x Female = 💖 Story on hold = ✋ | Character on hold = 🔒 

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[lostinyourfantasy]

requesting rules, °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

i'm pretty new to writing so please bare with me while i get my blog set up. in the meantime, here is some housekeeping:

i am writing for cole cassidy, genji shimada, hanzo shimada, jamison fawkes, ramattra, gabriel reyes, cooper howard, peeta mellark, and finnick odair . if you have a request for other characters, send it in and i'll try to write it :) i WILL write character x character, character x reader, female and gender neutral reader, sickness or injury, angst, and fluff . i WILL NOT write male reader (maybe in the future) incest or stepcest, pregnancy, cheating, real people or celebrities, abuse, pedophilia, bestiality (so nothing for winston, hammond, etc.) and nsfw .

please note that i'm still figuring everything out, so i might update my rules. if you have any questions, feel free to send in an ask! ♡

[phonkscribes]

Can I request some Headcanons of Hanzo staying/being helped rehabilitated with the healer idea you got awhile back, the reader trying to help him recover but things just feel off about them

Tainted Waters

He recalls passing through a clearing, away from the pagodas and structures where his enemies sought his head. The archer's vision was blurred, murky by exhaustion as he did his best to get away. The shouting of the men echoed from the trees as he tried to urge himself forward, just as he's always done. Human limbs ache as he drags himself weakly, unaware of the other who was watching him begin to succumb to his own misery business. In the moments that he stands, a shadow drapes itself over his own, causing him to jerk around with his bow in hand with an arrow slotted through the string.

An assassin?

Before he can let that arrow fly, they're already in his face. A hand as swift as his own finds his neck, and after that... everything fades. This is not the end, even as he thinks it to be; which is why he's thoroughly confused as to why he finds himself in a bed of another and being taken care of.

When he wakes up, one of your little helper's startles, and runs to get you. Which just confuses Hanzo further.

Really just what the hell was going on here? He didn't have time to rest or sit around in bed all day when there was still so much for him to do.

As the door closes, he's quick to rise and pull himself out of bed. Luckily, you're quick to appear, slipping in through the door without so much as a sound.

"Ah... good, you're awake"

Your voice is silk against his ears, but does well to keep him paranoid. He jumps, and turns to face you too quickly, looking for his weapon of choice and his quiver of arrows.

"Who are you and what do you want from me?", he fires at you straight away, understandably. He's been essentially kidnapped here, not knowing he'd been saved from an early fate.

You're patient even as he gestures at you accusingly, like you'd done something wrong.

You could liken him to a feral cat, hissing at the person who took it in. How cute.

After explaining his situation to him, he doesn't quite settle down but tries to say that he's quite fine and ready to leave... the pain in his side says otherwise.

Whether he likes it or not, he's going to have to stay, if not for a short while until he's able to get back on his feet again.

It's a liability to him, one of the very few times where he's ever felt so vulnerable. It'll be hard to trust you even if you've just saved his life.

Strangely, in spite of staying at your estate, you're never to be seen or found. Even when asked about by your servants, they only ever say nice things and say that this is a common occurrence.

It only builds to your mysterious nature as he walks around to investigate his surroundings better. A part of him feels shame, because it is as they say. You've only ever tried to help him recover and here he was trying to find out more about you.

When you finally do happen upon Hanzo, you accidentally scare him, not that you meant to but he just happened to be deep in thought about something.

He's never been an anxious man, one that's certain about things and sure of what he has to do unlike his brother, but in your presence he can't help but to sense that there's something more to you. Something that isn't quite right.

You run your examinations on him, to which tells you everything you need to know about the man.

Has he ever heard of self-care because, goodness... he's in a worse state than what the surface tells you.

A longer stay is required, much to his dismay.

You want to be sure that he won't fall back into his bad habits.

It isn't easy to just give up on them either, and you'd know this best.

That's why he needs someone to be there for him, if he's not going to be there for himself.

To celebrate his journey to getting well again, you've prepared a grand feast yourself, with plenty of vegetables for his immune system and vitamins to help him get back onto his feet.

The scents are mouth watering, and watching you beckon him over to your side to eat tugged at his heart strings.

It's all so familiar, so nostalgic that he can't help but to awkwardly sit down and take up a plate of his own to eat.

It'd been too long since he's had something like this, sharing it with someone without the fear of what hangs over his head.

"It's... delicious", he says, but you can feel how he says it.

Your hand, rough and warm places itself on his shoulder

"Eat as much as you'd like then, get stronger Hanzo"

He can't shake off the gentle feelings stirring in his chest, but he cannot shake off the way that your palm scratches his skin either.

There's so much he doesn't know yet, so much more that he wants to know, but he isn't sure how to go about it.

As the night ends, he lingers, waiting to catch you when you're alone to talk

Right as he goes to seek you out, you happen to find him again, only he doesn't spook as bad as he had the first time.

"You seem to keep looking for me, Hanzo. Is there anything you need?"

"H- what gives that away?"

To which you smile, pointing to the dragon tattoo on his shoulder.

"I have my... sources", you answer much to his surprise.

[saltyteru]

Kiss Me

| McCree | Hanzo | Reaper |

McCree

Another night without him.

How many have you spent without him? 73 now? You barely remember, it feels like forever since you last held him.

“Please come home.” You murmured as you clutched his pillow to your chest, the moonlight streaming into the bedroom, falling upon the sheets just below your covered legs, “I miss you.” Your words were muffled by the pillow as your face sunk into it.

Your apartment felt unwelcoming without his bright and joyful presence. No longer was the space filled with laughter and smiles; it was now replaced with a cloud of sorrow that hung over, refusing to leave. You hated it. You hated the feeling of loneliness; it hurt to know that you were by yourself. Your heart would ache whenever you spotted something of Jesse’s or if you pulled out his favorite mug, preparing his coffee just the way he liked it, only to remember he wasn’t there.

The room was cold without him. You could barely handle it. You needed him to be there with you, you couldn’t deal with yet another sleepless night without him beside you; you needed to feel his warmth.

You understood that he had to leave on a mission, but you had been told that it would only take a month. Nobody had any idea where Jesse or anyone else that was sent out with him was at, their communicators presumably broken from their lack of updates and locations. Everyone within Overwatch had been stressed and on edge. Jesse’s team had left to gather information on Talon, locating their base and estimating their number of soldiers, as well as any upgraded weaponry. Everyone knew it was dangerous, seeing as though one of them needed to get within the walls of the enemy.

You sat up and moved the blankets off of you, swinging your legs off the bed and moving into the bathroom. You splashed some water at your face, hoping that it would finally work to help clear your mind, but once again it didn’t work. You sighed, your hands placed on the granite countertop as you leaned forward, your head down as water dropped off your eyelashes and nose into the sink. You stood there for a few moments until you heard the door to your apartment open. It startled you at first, until you realized it was Jack coming in to give you an update; he used to come and tell you everyday, but as the few days drew into weeks of the group being missing his visits became scare as he took notice of your disappointment with every update you received.

You dried your face off with the hand towel before hanging it back on the holder, opening the door and flicking off the light before making your way into your living room, “Have you heard anything new, Jack-“ You cut your words off as you stood still, not sure if you should believe the sight in front of you.

There he was, the love of your life Jesse McCree, standing right before you as he took his hat, setting it to the side before turning to you, a soft smile appearing on his bruised lips, “Hey Darlin’.”

You didn’t hesitate to run into his arms, wrapping yours around his neck and jumping onto him, your legs around his waist as you cling to him; terrified, that if you were to let go, he’d disappear again. You felt him embrace you tightly, clutching your body to him as close as possible. His face rested in the crook of your neck, as one hand held the back of your head and the other on your hip as he held you up.

“I missed you so much, Jesse.” You cried, unable to stop the tears that cascaded down your cheeks.

“I missed you too, Sweetheart. I’m sorry that I was gone for so long,” He pulled back, his eyes finding yours, “I don’t even know what all happened. We landed and we were on the lookout for anything suspicious and suddenly out communicators weren’t workin’! We were in the middle of nowhere surrounded by snow. Anywhere I think I’d get any sort of reception, I tried to signal for pickup; but it never sent through.” He explained, knowing that you’d most likely want to know where he’d been and what was going on while he was gone.

“Just shut up and kiss me.” You said, your fingers running through his hair before tugging him forward, his lips landing on yours in a very much needed ‘welcome home’ kiss.

This kiss was unlike any other that you had experienced. This one was sweet and tender, as well as passionate and needy. You couldn’t get enough of the taste of his lips, missing the taste of a cigar on his breath; something you once hated and took for granted. You gasped for air as your lips parted for a moment before returning to the lip lock, desperate for his touch.

He pulled back, brushing your hair out of your face after he placed you on your feet, his hands lifting to cup your cheeks and drink in your puffy features as your tears began to come to an end, “I missed you more than you can imagine, Sweetpea. Not a night went by where I didn’t think about you.”

You smiled before bringing him into another kiss.

He was finally home.

Hanzo

Horror.

That’s the only way to describe the scene before him; Reaper, holding you up in the air by your throat while pressing the barrel of his gun in your abdomen, fear present in your eyes as you tried to fight off his hand that gripped your neck, kicking your legs out in an attempt to hit him, failing in doing so.

He was frozen. Why can’t he move? He tried to step forward, but his muscles didn’t budge.

“H-Hanzo!” You choked out, your breathing becoming struggled as Reaper tightened his hold.

As if broken from a trance, Hanzo quickly lifted his bow and drew back an arrow before lining up the shot on the masked man. He needed precision; if he were to miss, he’d risk hitting you in you in your vitals. His anxiety was skyrocketing. He couldn’t lose you. He hands had a faint tremble to them, he shook his head, shaking away his negativity and rushing forward, dropping the arrow he once held and charged to where Reaper held you, jumping up and slamming his bow down onto the terrorist, causing the man in black to drop you. Once on his feet, Hanzo took advantage of the stunned Reaper that had stumbled back a step, sweeping his bow up into his jaw, sending him back some distance.

“Get her out of here Hanzo!” McCree yelled toward the archer, giving him the chance to bring you to safety, distracting Reaper.

Without a second thought, Hanzo took you into his arms, holding you close to his chest as he maneuvered through the battlefield that was once a city, overrun by Talon’s soldiers now. There wasn’t many places to hide temporarily, you were surrounded by the enemy; the only option he saw was to hide in one of the various abandoned buildings that lined the street. Sneaking in through a previously shattered window on the third floor of what seemed to be an apartment building, he laid you down on the bed. Your breathing was ragged, heavily rasped from your dry gasps for air.

“We’re safe for now, my love.” He said softly, caressing the side of your face before he moved to assess your wounds, taking notice of a bullet lodged into your shoulder; causing you to wince with every movement, “I’m going to call for Angela. You’re gonna be okay.”

You could only nod in response.

Everything on the mission was going fine. You were patrolling the ghost town in search of the possibility of Talon activity. You’d occasionally send updates with your communicator until you heard the warning for Reaper being present and currently engaging with your team. You ended up finding the man in black, seeing him lift his gun up towards you as he stepped on the chest of one of your members of the patrol. You remember hearing what might’ve been a chuckle before your ears began to ring from a sudden ‘boom’ as your shoulder began to burn, causing you to wince. You didn’t hesitate to fight the dangerous man, already knowing that you might not make it out alive, but you were determined to save your people on the field.

You lifted your right hand, your fingers finding the blood-soaked fabric of your suit, your fingertips lightly ghosting the bullet wound. You cursed under your breath as you watched Hanzo on his communicator, most likely contacting the angel-like medic to nurse you back to health. Your eyes danced around the room, soon settling on a picture of a family on the dresser of the bedroom.

You wanted to fight; to help bring families, such as the one in the photo, back to their homes. It broke your heart seeing the furnished room, your eyes catching sight of the presumably sentimental items that were on display on shelves and photos displayed in frames. You wanted all of them to come home without living in fear of Talon’s wrath.

“She’s on her way.” Hanzo broke the silence as he sat on the edge of the bed, beside you; his hand instinctively finding yours.

Why did he hesitate out there? You were struggling, but he was frozen where he had stood, watching as Reaper tried to crush your airways.

He beat himself up about it.

“What’s wrong?” You asked, your voice cracking in the process, your thumb tenderly running over the back of his hand.

“You were in danger and I…” He paused, swallowing the lump that built in his throat, “I hesitated. I couldn’t move. I don’t know what came over me.”

“I’m okay now, aren’t I?” You tried to reassure, “You did rescue me anyway.”

“But I could’ve prevented him from almost strangling you!” He didn’t want your reassurance; he didn’t deserve it, he failed you when you needed him.

“If you were to have used an arrow and shot him, you probably would’ve hit me; no offense to your skills, it’s just that you can’t predict his next moves. He could’ve used me as his shield. I think you did the best you could in a situation like that.” You smiled, giving his hand a light squeeze as you sat up, your shoulder protesting the movement with painful aches, “Thank you for saving me.”

His eyes widened, “My love, I will go through anything to save you.” His free hand finding home of your cheek, cupping your face and tilting your chin up.

“Just kiss me.” You said before your lips found his in a gentle kiss, one that was soft yet harbored the love that was shared between you.

Your skin was soft against his calloused palm, making him sigh in content as his tongue glided across your bottom lip, slipping through your now parted lips that happily welcomed him.

A sudden voice clearing broke the silence that was created by the lip lock, “You both are pretty battered.” Angela said, a medical bag in hand before she made way into the room as you and Hanzo backed up; a faint rosiness rising on his cheeks and the tips of his ears as he got up from the bed, allowing the doctor room, “You can go back now. I got it from here.”

Hanzo shook his head, a smile finding way onto his face, “I’d rather stay to make sure they’re okay.”

Reaper

Today was probably the day; the last time you’d see the love of your life.

You knew he had to go out on this mission. He didn’t have a choice no matter how bad he wanted to stay and continue the life he created with you. He wanted to continue waking up every morning beside you, just like he had done in this very moment; his arm draped over your hip as he faced you. He wanted to surprise you for your upcoming anniversary with a nice dinner date in the city, one where you both could enjoy yourselves without any interruptions from your higher ups. He wanted to have a family with you; he honestly wanted to leave Talon once Overwatch was no more.

“I don’t want you to go.” You said, your eyes downcast as you moved closer to him, the cool touch of his skin relieving you of the heat that built up under the blankets.

“I know, mi amor. I don’t want to go either, but I have no choice. It’s mandatory that I go. This might be the way to take down Overwatch.” He explained, even though you’ve already heard it before.

A couple weeks back, he came to you with a solemn expression. You didn’t have time to prepare yourself for the bomb he was about to drop on you; he was going to infiltrate Overwatch’s headquarters with a group of Talon soldiers and take out the members during the night. This could possibly be his last mission, but not in the way you had hoped for; you hoped for the success rate being high and being rid of Overwatch, not the possibility of Gabriel not making it back alive. Your anxiety had been high since he told you, trying to think of ways he could get out of the mission.

“I don’t know what I’m gonna do without you.” Your voice trembled with sorrow as a couple tears fell from your eyes, “I need you, baby.”

“I’m gonna come back to you. I promise.” He held out his pinky, wrapping it around yours before planting a kiss on your forehead, “I won’t be gone too long. Just a couple weeks; 4 weeks at most. And then we can celebrate our anniversary together without worry. Once the mission is over, we can leave this place for good.” He smiled before pulling you into his chest, his arms wrapped around you as he breathed in your scent, feeling at ease with your presence.

You’re day went different than usual. Normally, you both have separate schedules that never lined up with each other, but, since Gabriel would be departing tonight, he had the day off as well as you. You spent the day together, mostly in bed, enjoying each other’s company; soaking up as much time with one another as you could. You didn’t want to leave his side at any point, only allowing him to use the bathroom on his own, which he openly invited you to come into the bathroom with him.

You missed days like this.

They weren’t as common as they used to be when Gabriel worked alongside those he now wants to destroy. You remember meeting him in Paris at a local bakery; which is also where you learned of his sweet tooth. Months had gone by and you both had grown closer as time went on and before you knew it, you were moving in with him; into his scarcely furnished apartment, only having a sofa, bed, a desk and a television that sat on an entertainment table. You never complained though! Over time, you had added more and it slowly became your shared home with him. You remember the day he first told you he was apart of Blackwatch, much to your surprise, and when he asked you to come with him to the base as he had to move back; without hesitation, you followed.

You really missed those days.

Back when everything was okay.

“I have to get going soon, love.” He mumbled into your neck, untangling his legs from yours as he pulled back to get out of bed.

“I wish you didn’t have to.” You spoke quietly and avoided eye contact, knowing that if you were to so much as glance at his warm, chocolate eyes, you’d break into endless sobs.

“I know. I wish I didn’t have to either, but this is for the best. Don’t worry, I’ll come back to you. I promise.” He pinky promised you again, “You really think those bastards are gonna be able to take me down?” He asked with confidence.

“N-No, I don’t think that at all!” You stressed, “I’m just nervous is all.” You rubbed your left arm with your hand, biting your inner cheek.

He stretched his arms up, his back muscles contorting and flexing in the process before he moved to put on his clothes; his usual attire when leaving your room. It felt like time flew by because he was suddenly ready to leave.

“I have to go now, love.” He gave you a sad smile as you walked toward him, your arms snaking around his waist as you rested your head against his chest, pressing yourself into him as he embraced you tightly, “I’ll come back to you. I always keep my promises. And once Overwatch is dealt with, we’ll be free to do whatever we want.” He said, with what sounded like hope playing on his tone of voice.

“I know. Just… don’t get too beaten up out there.” Your eyes finally met his as he pulled back from kissing the top of your head.

“I’ll try not to.” He joked before his thumb and forefinger found your chin, lifting your head, “Just kiss me.”

With that, your lips met his. It was slow, as if you were remembering every imperfection and perfections on each other’s lips. He slipped his tongue into your mouth as his hand on your chin moved to the back of your head, finding home tangled in your hair as he deepened the kiss. His tongue fought with yours for dominance, which he soon took over with a small tug of your hair, causing you to gasp in shock.

After a few moments, you pulled away dazed, “You better come back.”

“Of course, mi amor.” He spoke lowly, leaning into your ear and giving it a light bite, sending a shiver of excitement down your spine, “I have to finish what I started.”

He pulled away and fitted his bone-white mask to his face before fixing his hood. You looked you up and down, taking in your features; your eyes, cheekbones, lips, collarbones, hips, legs. You were everything to him. He wanted a better life for the two of you and he was determined to achieve that on this mission.

“Don’t miss me too much. I’ll be back.” He opened the door, taking a step out, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” You said your goodbyes, standing in the hall as he walked away.

Weeks had gone by after that until you received the news on your husband; he wasn’t coming back home.

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Masterlist

[jailbird-junkrat-writes]

Overwatch Handholding Headcanons Part 1

I just wanted to do something simple and cute to fuel my soul.

Part one of four

Ramattra He isn’t used to showing affection let alone PDA. The way he would hold your hand is simple. He would gently nudge your hand with his, brushing his pinky against yours, hoping you get the message and that he doesn’t need to ask for it. His grip can be a little harsh so he favors you wrapping your hand around one or two of his larger digits. You enjoy the cool smooth feel of his hands. You know this is a big step for him and you don’t outwardly make a fuss. Simply take his silent plea for the contact.

Hanzo Hand-holding is something he thought was silly, childish. Something lovestruck teenagers did. But after you took his hand a few times, he decided it was far from silly and he found that he enjoyed how your hand felt against his. You would hold his, waiting for Hanzo to take your hand fully in his, a mumble of half-hearted complaint under his breath. He might pretend to protest but you made him feel worthy and he adored it.

Roadhog You didn’t think he would be the type to want to hold hands, he was rough and fearsome. A reputation as a fighter, a criminal. But holding your hand reminds him of better times, of the man he used to be, the good man he was before the world changed and he was forced to change with it. His touch is surprisingly gentle, his hand feels warm, rough skin. He likes to place his over yours when you are sat together.

Junker Queen She pulls your arm damn well near off as she grabs your wrist and yanks you towards her. She smirked down at you, wondering how small your hand looked in hers. Rough skin and even rougher grip as she holds tight. Your hand will ache for a while after but you decide it's worth it. Everything about her is rough around the edges and how she lovingly crushes your hand is no different.

Venture They love to hold hands, soon as they see you, their face lights up and their smile streches into a big toothy grin as they make grabby hand gestures before taking both your hands in theirs, spinning you slightly as they laugh, content to be in your company. When walking hand in hand they can’t help but happily sway your arms back and forth as they chat excitedly at you.

[kortsitron]

Confession

Pairing: Young! Hanzo Shimada × Gender Neutral! Reader

Warnings: slight cursing, awkward "date", Genji being a bit of an dumbass

Summary: Hanzo has been into you for sometime, but he's too shy to tell you about his feelings. His playboy brother tries to help him

Author’s Note: Short one shot, cuz why not. I haven't write any one shots for Overwatch characters, so I'm happy that I finally wrote something. Enjoy!

"Thank you for today. I had so much fun!" You hugged Hanzo, before entering the taxi he got for you. He wanted you to get home safe. Hanzo just mumbled a shy "You're welcome." And waved while you closed the door and the taxi drove away. He signed happily, before going to the Shimada Castle and meeting his brother, Genji, waiting for him at the entrance with a visible smirk on his face. "And what do you want?" Hanzo asked, annoyed by Genji's facial expression.

"When are you going to tell them that you have feelings for them?" The younger Shimada asked, leaning against the frame of the entrance.

"Don't be foolish, _____ is just a friend." Hanzo bypassed his younger brother and went inside. Genji just signed, shaking his head and following his brother. "You can fool anyone else, but me, Hanzo. I know the way you look at them. I can see the way you get shy whenever ____ is around." Hanzo stopped. He knew lying had no purpose anymore. Genji knew him better than he knew himself. And as much as Hanzo didn't want to admit it, he knew his brother was right.

You were always so kind, caring and ready to help. Whoever was spending time with you, was feeling at ease, because of the type of person you were. It was no wonder that Hanzo was completely head over heels for you. He wanted to tell how he felt, he wanted to be more than "just friends". But he had no idea how to do it. He also didn't want to risk losing you and ruining your friendship.

"So what do you propose?" He turned around, crossing his arms, trying to hide that Genji just read him like a book. "You know I'm an expert when it comes to stuff like this. With my help, they'll be yours." Genji put his arm around Hanzo, while explaining to him everything that was on his mind in detail. Hanzo already knew it was not a good idea, but due to the fact he didn't have any other ideas how to confess his feelings, he was open to pretty much anything his brother would say. He has always been good with people and he has been in many relationships, so it was a good idea to listen to him, right?

"Are you sure this is going to work?" Hanzo mumbled while adjusting his earbud. He was on his way to meet you, but he was more nervous than he usually was. As much as he was aware that Genji could have almost anyone he wanted, Hanzo wasn't sure if his brother's plan would work on you. 

"Of course this will work. It works on everybody, so no worries." Genji shook his head, talking with his cat headphones on, being on call with Hanzo, keeping a safe distance from him. "Just listen to what I say and it's gonna be fine."

"Alright, but are those headphones really necessary? Don't you think they're too flashy?"

"They're cute as fuck and I can hear everything perfectly, so shut up." Genji whined, annoyed by his brother's question. 

"Okay, but you better don't turn the lights on, because if _____ will see you-"

"Hi, Hanzo!" You said with excitement, scaring the said man, making him jump and scream. He was not expecting you so soon. "Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry!" You blushed from embarrassment.

"No no no its alright." Hanzo replied while fixing himself. He couldn't help, but a little mad hearing his brother laugh in the earbud. He heard Genji try to speak while calming down. "Tell them a compliment, okay? Tell them they look nice or something."

"You look nice today, _____. That's a really cute outfit…?" That was really out of character, not that Hanzo never said you looked nice or told you a compliment. It was really rare, because he was getting embarrassed easily.

"Oh thank you. You look good yourself." You smiled at him, seeing how uncomfortable Hanzo looked, hoping to make him relax. "Should we go for a walk?"

"Ye-yes, we should." The older Shimada nodded quickly and you two started walking.

"Put your arm around them." Genji whispered into the microphone. Hanzo had a moment of doubt and Genji could see that. "Agh, just do it. Trust me." So Hanzo did it, you jumped slightly. Hanzo wasn't that much a fan of physical touch, so you could tell something was wrong. Buy you decided to ignore it for now and started talking like everything was fine. "Good job, Hanzo."

You and Hanzo got to the park, full of cherry blossom trees. At this point Genji was trying to think of a cheesy pickup line to lighten up the mood. "You know what? Tell them "Your hand look heavy - can I hold it for you?"."

"What? I am not going to say that. That's the worst pickup line I've ever heard." Hanzo mumbled, hoping you didn't hear anything.

"Come on Hanzo, it's gonna make ____ laugh. I promise."

"No I–"

"Hanzo, is everything alright?" You sounded worried. You took his arm off of you and stopped walking. "You've been acting weird. What is going on?" Hanzo was too stunned to speak, so was Genji. Neither of them knew what to say. "Are you making fun of me or what?" You signed.

"Hanzo, just play it cool, okay?" Genji muttered. "Gimme a sec, I need to think." But Hanzo didn't need to. He knew what he had to do, so he took the earbud out, hearing his brother protest, before turning it off. "What the heck are you doing? We're fucked." Genji complained, taking his headphones off to listen to the conversation.

"_____, I'm so sorry. I was just trying to…" Hanzo got stuck, he wanted to say it, but he got anxious. But he knew if he wouldn't say anything, your friendship would probably end.

"Trying to do what?" You asked, crossing your arms. You looked impatient.

"I was just just trying tell you that I like more than a friend, but I was so scared I would loose you." He finally said it. Hanzo's face got completely late. "I wanted to confess to you for a while now, but… I had no idea what I would do if l lost you, so I was quiet. I apologize you had to find out like that." He couldn't bear to look you in the eyes.

"Well… It's nice to know you feel the same." You relaxed a little, knowing that Hanzo had a crush on you.

"Do you feel the same?! Why didn't you say anything?" He looked up at you, being surprised by your confession.

"Of course I do. And I didn't say anything, because like you, I was scared of losing you."

"So would you like to give us a try?"

"Yes, would you like to?"

"Absolutely!" Genji couldn't help, but let out a silent scream, hearing that everything went well. 

Hanzo has told you about Genji's plan, you couldn't help, but laugh at the whole plan. It was dumb, buy you appreciated that Genji was trying to help.

[love-minor-poltergeist]

hello father >:] can i request some headcanons for a shy gender neutral s/o's first kiss with ash, ace, and hanzo? thank you for your service i will give you a kiss for your hard work

A/N: Pack it up boys, the himbos have arrived (plus one archer who REALLY needs a hug). This Is actually my first time writing for these three, so I think I went a little overboard making this. 

Actually, now that I think about it, most of the Hcs down below kinda lean towards a “getting together +first kiss” than an actual established relationship. If you aren’t happy with this batch, be sure to let me know so I can redo these!!

(Read more placed due to lengthiness) 

Additional note: I mostly wrote the Hanzo portion with the idea that you met before the short Dragons takes place. Hence why Genji is mentioned as dead or killed. 

Ash Williams First Kiss Hcs: 

When Ash was first dumped into the Entity’s realm, he had little intentions of bonding with his fellow survivors. He had figured that this entire mess was just fate deciding to fuck him over again. After all, why else would he suddenly be ripped away from Kelly and Pablo? 

During the first few trials, Ash kept to himself for the most part. He still pulled his weight in trials, but he tried not to get too close to anyone. In his eyes, it’s better to be a lone wolf again to save himself the emotional heartache. 

Of course, that plan eventually went out the window when you showed up.

You had been a lot meeker compared to the others, and despite himself, Ash couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit protective over you. As luck may have it, the older man ends up developing something of a small crush on you. 

It eventually reaches the point where Ash’s tough “lone wolf” front begins to crumble around you. He becomes a comforting presence for you after trials, often doing so in the form of cracking jokes and telling stories from his younger years to help take your mind off of your circumstances.

It’s during these times that Ash ends up slipping in flirtatious remarks mid-conversation. And while a part of him warns him not to get his hopes up, he couldn’t help but grin whenever you gave him a flustered laugh and that shy smile he grew to love.

When the two of you finally share your first kiss, Ash can’t help but feel a mix of pride and bashful. Out of all the people you could’ve picked, you chose him, some washed-up, old fuck up, for your first kiss? 

Well, he isn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. 

Just as the two of you slowly pull away, Ash gently wraps an arm around your hip. He hasn’t felt this light in years. Cheeks flushed, the older man gently bumps his forehead against yours, cheeks stinging from how hard he was grinning.

“Gimme some sugar, baby.” 

Ace Visconti First Kiss Hcs:

With his time in the fog, Ace managed to gain an amicable relationship with his fellow survivors. He and the older men around the campfire liked to play cards and chat. He's been friendly enough with the younger survivors, even earning the status of the "weird uncle" of the campfire. 

And when you first showed up, Ace didn’t treat you too differently-- you were a bit more on the quiet and shy side, so he tried his best to keep you at ease if you were in trials together.

Then you started approaching him after the trials. It had started innocent enough-- casual conversation, plans for future trials, etc. But then Ace found himself fixating on smaller details about you-- how you quietly try to hold back a laugh at his god-awful jokes, the little secretive smiles you gave him whenever you watched him play poker, how quick you were to break eye contact with a bright flush….

Well shit. Ace doesn’t think he’s had a crush this bad since he was a schoolboy. And luckily for him, it seems that you felt the same-- unless he somehow misread the flustered glances you’d shoot his way when you think he wasn’t looking...

Ace ends up becoming a lot more...forward from then on. He flirts with you at any given chance. While a part of couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit bad teasing you like this, he can’t help but find your red face adorable. 

When you finally share your first kiss, Ace was the one who took the initiative. 

With a gentle yet firm grasp on your shoulder, the older man pulled you against his chest. Thin lips brush against your own, and the scruff of his facial hair lightly scratched against your cheeks. A nervous, elated giggle tumbled out of your throat, and you felt Ace grin against your lips. 

“You know, you’re not that bad for a first timer. You feel like going another round?”

Hanzo Shimada First Kiss Hcs:

If you’re anxious about your lack of experience, don’t worry-- Hanzo’s cold and calm front hides a man plagued with demons. While Hanzo has had dates before, he’s never been as prolific with romance as he’s been with his training as the heir to the Shimada legacy. 

After killing Genji and rejecting his birthright, Hanzo bore the weight of his grief and guilt in self-isolation-- wandering from nation to nation to hone his skills as a warrior. All the while killing any mercenaries after his head, courtesy of his former family. 

In short-- romance was the farthest thing on Hanzo’s mind. There were moments where he had dwelled on the idea, but they were always very brief. He was a drifter with hardly a drop of honor to his name now. He had killed his brother before he had the chance to grow or fall in love. Why should he deserve what he had denied his younger brother?

And yet he had found himself envisioning a future with you. 

Around you, Hanzo is given a brief respite from the ghosts of the past. You were a calming presence in his life, and he’s come to cherish the time you have together. 

Though he isn’t the best at showing affection, the small touches and soft-eyed glances he gives you come from a place of love and need for connection; desperate to remind himself that you were real and that this all wasn’t a cruel dream. 

Your first kiss is no different. 

His hand tentatively reached out towards your cheek, his touch feather-light as Hanzo stared down at you with lidded eyes. You faintly make out the outline of his adam’s apple bob as he took in a shaky breath-- cheeks dusted with light pink. You felt your breath hitch in your throat as he drew near. He hesitated for a moment, but a gentle tug on his shirt collar spurs him forward. 

His lips met your own, and his shoulders tensed for a moment, eyes widening. Your hand gently moved to hold his cheek, and you felt him melt beneath your touch. 

As he slowly pulls away, eyes visibly bright and cheeks flushed, Hanzo gives you an almost boy-ish smile. 

“Thank you for staying by my side....”

[mandakatt]

Overwatch Drabble - Hanzo and Genji Shimada - Comfort

A/N: My last writing stream was fun! Thank you to those who made it out to watch me wrestle the muse into doing…. something productive.

I ended up turning the stream into a small request stream, just to get the words to beyond the writers block they felt like they were hiding behind.

Written for @silverdriftdragon​  - Who asked for spicy snuggles between the Shimada Brothers. But, because I didn’t wish to upset the applecart [mainly Twitch’s TOS] I went as spicy as I think I could have at the time. X3  Characters: Genji Shimada/Hanzo Shimada/Reader Warnings: Shimadacest implied.  Word Count: 440 Summary: Hanzo and Genji are home. Finally. And you should be happy that they are, but.. the week has been so very long... you tried to hide away, but sadly, that plan backfired too.

It was Hanzo who found you first, and you wish he hadn’t. 

All around it was a bad day, nothing seemed to go quite how you imagined it. Everything either went wrong, or felt like it did, or it seemed that you had let everyone around you down. Though the logical part of your brain told you that negative voice was wrong, it was so hard to believe. 

You were hiding in your room, sitting near the edge of your bed and holding your blanket in a white knuckled grip. You could feel the tears running down your cheeks but you did your best to keep your sobs quiet… only to hear someone come into the room. Your eyes went wide with shock as he stared at you and spoke your name softly, before you felt yourself fall apart once more. 

Bringing your hands up to hide your face, because he was the last person in the world you wanted to see you fall apart, you gasped in surprise when his hands gently grasped yours. He said not a word, but leaned forward and pressed gentle kisses against your fingers, then your palms, before he placed your hand to his cheek, and nuzzled into it. 

“I am here, my flower…” 

Hanzo moved himself closer, but only when you seemed to relax at his closeness, to press gentle kisses against your tear stained cheeks, though he couldn’t help but smile at the soft noise of surprise you made when he moved you, simply by pushing himself against you, to lay back in bed, making sure that you were comfortably snuggled against his chest. He turned his head to look back towards the door. 

“Genji.” 

“Yes? What—” When he found his brother protectively wrapped around you, he said not another word but simply climbed into bed behind you, and gently rested his hand on your hip. Giving it a gentle squeeze. “—I am here too, Little Dove.”

Giving off a soft noise akin to a whimper, you nuzzled into Hanzo’s chest a bit more, as you pushed back against Genji. 

“I want to forget today... please… help me forget?”

Hanzo moved then to lift your chin gently with a finger, and he pressed a gentle kiss against your lips. Genji, at the same time brushed his lips lightly against the back of your neck, giving off a moan when you squirmed a bit more against him. 

“Then you shall know only us,” Hanzo spoke softly against your lips. 

Genji lifted his head to speak softly into your ear. “You will only know our names, by the time we are finished with you.”