#hanzo x reader fic

[froggibus]

Valentine's NSFW - Overwatch Men

Pairings: Baptiste, Cassidy, Genji, Hanzo, Ramattra & Reaper x fem! reader (reader uses she/her pronouns + has a pussy)

Genre: smut/NSFW

CW: cheesy Valentines things, aftercare, manhandling, bondage, role play, toys, shibari, praise, degradation, dirty talk, oral (giving & receiving) unprotected sex, p in v, cum stuffing, overstimulation, cervix fucking, teasing

i flopped so hard this Valentine’s Day but here’s some overwatch content 😭 im sorry my fellow lucio enjoyers i simply couldn’t do it i could not write him for valentines

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Baptiste:

he’s a busy man, it’s a rare occasion that he has a day off, let alone two 

wants to make the most of his time with you 

takes his time to decorate your room, even changing the sheets to nice red ones and lighting some candles

for him it’s all about the ambience 

takes his time to seduce you, starting with kissing you, then moving down your neck and so on

takes his time with your chest, his expert hands turning you into a moaning mess 

when you’re finally so wet that you’re begging him just to touch you, he knows you’re ready

has you spread out on the bed, his head buried between your legs 

it’s been so long since he was able to eat you out, it’s like a feast to him 

doesn’t stop until you’ve came on his face at least twice, until his beard and chin are dripping with your juices 

he’s so gentle but so intentional with his touches 

teases your clit with his cock and laughs at the way you squirm and plead for him to put it in 

once he puts it in, it’s not coming out until he’s fully satisfied 

the man is insatiable, he’s drilling his cock into you like he’s trying to push it straight into your womb

it brushes your cervix and makes you wince, the pain only adding to the overwhelming pleasure you feel

loves cumming inside of you but saves it for special occasions like today

his aftercare is unmatched, the man has a basket of things to help soothe you after the fact 

he’ll massage your shoulders and talk you down

and always forces you to pee because god forbid you get a UTI (although he’d take extra good care of you then, too)

Cassidy:

wants to try absolutely anything

he’s always a kinky mf but Valentine’s is his excuse to dial it up to 11

buys you cute underwear that you can show off to him 

wants to roleplay 

once you get in bed with this man you’re not getting out all night 

he’ll have your hands cuffed behind your back while he watches you try to ride him 

just watching you struggle to take his cock without bracing yourself with his hands is enough to have him cumming

it’s just so cute how pathetic you are, dragging your walls up and down his thick cock and whining how it’s “too much”

gets tired of your whining and has you flipped in doggy, your head pressed into the mattress

this man is breeding you for hours

even after your pussy is aching and dripping with his cum, he’ll try to keep going 

switches between praise and degradation so fast he gives you whiplash

“so good f’me…takin’ my cock so well.”

spanks you if you get too quiet

“fuck, you’re sucha slut for me, aren’t ya?”

there will be bruises on your wrists from the handcuffs

when he finally lets you out of the bed, you can’t even walk on your own

so he runs you a hot bath with nice smelling salts, candles and lotions 

Genji:

kinky mf 

he’s probably been preparing for tonight for months 

has some of that aphrodisiac chocolate and definitely feeds it to you

so much foreplay 

he has you laying against his chest, legs spread out over his own, your pussy wide open for his fingers to dip into 

he loves playing with you and teasing you, listening to you whimper that’s it’s ’too much’ and you ‘can’t take it anymore’

your cute whines must make him want to bury his cock in you and pound you 

but tonight is about you and he wants to take his time 

definitely brought some toys with him, like a magic wand and a rabbit 

has the vibrator pressed against your clit while he fingers you

even after you cum a few times and whine about how you’re getting overstimulated, he still wants to fuck you until your brain is mush

it’s sweet relief when he finally puts the toys away and lays you down on the bed

you weakly spread your legs around his hips and give him access to your puffy pussy

feels so fucking good 

he gets so deep inside you every time, and he’s going slow enough that you can feel it every time his cockhead brushes your walls

whispers praises in your ear about how good you are, about how you just need to give him one more and he’ll be done 

“one more” turns into an extra hour 

by the end of the night, you’re completely fucked out and drooling, your pussy aching from how good he took care of you

helps you clean yourself up, planting kisses on your burning skin  

Hanzo:

SHIBARI

he’s been waiting so long for you to want to try it

you run to the bedroom when you get back from dinner 

Hanzo is so patient waiting outside until you finally yell come in 

you’ve stripped yourself to just your lingerie and you’re kneeling on the floor, holding silky red ropes in your hands 

he’s instantly hard just seeing you submit to him 

binds you up so nicely in the pretty little ropes, making sure you’re properly tied but keeping all your good places on display

manhandles you in front of him so he can prod at that pretty mouth with his cock

smears pre all of your lips and cheeks before pushing past your mouth and finally feeling your tongue on his length

you look so cute and helpless sitting beneath him and slobbering on his cock 

probably straight up carries you by the ropes on your back and tosses you into the bed 

you are doing it in every position tonight 

bent over, balls slapping your clit with every thrust 

on top of him, laying on his chest clawing desperately while he pounds you

against the wall, over the bed, on your knees, on his lap

he’s taking you any way he can

ends it in a mating press, undoing some of the ropes to offer you enough slack to fold your knees into your chest

leans over and coos about how cute you look with tears and cum smeared on your face

you’re stuffed with cum at the end of the night, laid out in the bed, face on his chest

Ramattra:

has no idea what Valentines is, and even after you explain doesn’t quite understand it

but if it’s important to you…

is teasing you the whole fucking day 

pinning you against the wall and rubbing your pussy until you’re dripping wet, pulling you into his lap when you walk by so you can feel the thrumming in his crotch plate 

he wants you soaked, prepped and ready for him at any time so that when he does decide to take you, he doesn’t have to waste any time

has you cockwarming him while he does work, an arm around your waist to hold you down on his massive length while his other taps away at a keyboard 

you’re squirming and writhing in his lap for more but his grip is like iron 

eventually he gives in to your incessant pleasing

“it’s St Valentines after all”

but don’t even think about trying to disobey him or try anything funny 

pretty much uses you like a flesh light the rest of the night 

the benefit of him being so strong is that he can manoeuvre you in anyway that he wants 

and given that he’s an omnic, he can go all night and never falter 

he’s brutal with his thrusts, pounding into you until your juices are spraying out and coating the plates of his thighs

“Look at how you’re gushing on me,” he teases, “look at how ruined your pussy is.”

probably fucks you until you’re on the verge of falling asleep 

after he’s done with you, when you’re laying and looking al cute and fucked out in his bed

he’ll just brush your hair away from your face. “Happy St Valentine’s, dear.”

Reaper:

he does not give a fuck about Valentine’s Day 

but if it gives him an excuse to take you in anyway he wants, he’s in

absolutely not what he has in mind when you’re binding him to your headboard with handcuffs 

he won’t admit it but he’s into it 

you spend over an hour just teasing him 

rubbing, licking, drooling on his cock, watching the way he shifts uncomfortably with every move 

it’s only after he calls out, “just fuck me or move on, please” that you listen to him 

Reyes never says please so you know he’s desperate 

of course you won’t even think about putting his cock inside of you until he's came in your mouth at least once

when you finally straddle his hips and sink down on his cock, Reaper is beyond impatient 

he’s straining against his handcuffs, telling you what a whore you are and how he can’t wait to get out of these and fuck you silly

you ride him painfully slow, scratching up his chest with your nails as you slide up and down his cock

eventually you get desperate and start bouncing even more, forcing his cock as deep as it can go

just as you’re about to cum, Reaper snaps the bedposts and frees his hands 

you’re in shock from the pure fucking strength it took and have no time to react before he’s flipping you on your back and taking you 

the muscles in his arms are strained as he props himself up above you, veins protruding 

just for teasing him, you’re not leaving the room until you’ve come at least three or four times 

or unless you beg for mercy (though Gabe is a wild card, and it’s a 50/50 if he’ll even let you go)

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masterlist | overwatch masterlist

[nori-writes]

Ramblings

Cole Cassidy x Reader

Hanzo Shimada x Reader

Summary: Reader rambling on about an interest of theirs while they realise that their lover hasn’t responded to them in a minute to stop and find them in awe at how adorable their rambling was.

W/C: 350+

A/N: This is completely self indulgent. I was in class with nothing to do and I thought about this and wrote it so here we are, enjoy <3

Cassidy

Cole’s a talkative guy who loves to go on and on about things himself so when he gets to see you do it as well his heart swells at the sight.

He’s so glad that there’s something that you find this much passion in and that you’re comfortable enough to ramble on to him about all these things.

While you’re normally going on about these things though he’ll usually reply to some of the things you say instead of purely listening to let you know that he’s still there.

When you realise he’s stopped replying you turn to look over at him, worried that you might have bore him

Nope.

He has his head propped up by his hand on the table and he’s smiling that same warm, endearing smile that you had fallen in love with all that while ago.

“Gonna keep goin’ sweetheart?”

It wasn’t really a question, more of an encouragement.

Of course you obliged.

Hanzo

Listening to you is a normal thing for him, though that doesn’t mean that he enjoys it any less.

It’s something that he relishes, like Cassidy he loves to see that there's something you’re passionate enough about to open up like this to him.

He definitely asks himself what he did to deserve you.

He’ll just sit while doing something like cleaning his bow.

You are his favourite thing to listen to especially while doing menial tasks.

He’ll occasionally let out hums of acknowledgement to let you know that he’s still listening to you.

Sometimes he’ll put down what he’s doing just to get a good look at you.

He loves seeing the way your eyes seem to have this sparkle while talking about your interests.

Soon a small smile will develop onto his face while he admires you.

You realise how awfully quiet he had been when you stop to check on him and you’re met with him looking lovingly at you with the smallest but most loving of smiles on his face.

“Why’d you stop?”

You shook your head at his question with a grin on your face before returning to the topic you were talking about.

I literally love them. Anyway, if you enjoyed my master list is here 💜

[multifandomhere1]

Hello, could I please request some fluff headcanons for Hanzo with a s/o? Thank you in advance! :)

Hanzo Headcanons Fluff

this guy is a total gentleman

Even after dating you, he asks if he can touch any part of your body (hands, hips, etc.)

He stops slowly after you tell him he doesn't need to ask.

if you're from overwatch, whenever you leave a mission he takes care of you, patching up the smallest injuries

And when you go on a mission together, he makes sure you don't get killed or seriously injured.

If you are just any civilian, when he returns from missions the first place he goes is your house.

he finds your home a very comforting place

If you happen to be on the battlefield, he quickly takes you out.

he turns totally red when you compliment him or kiss him

Loves sleeping clinging to you (bonus: if you wake up first than he will be impossible to get out of his embrace.)

When it comes to dates, this guy takes you to the fanciest restaurant

Because of the clan, he is quite rich

He doesn't mind spending money on you

If you mention that you want something, the next day it will be on your doorstep in a very nice box.

Not a big fan of PDA as it has a reputation to uphold, but he puts a hand on your waist

If he feels particularly needy, he will come to you and just grab you and not let go.

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Feel free to ask for more fics! I love you guys, don't forget to take a shower and water,xoxo

[d1strxct]

I just thought a double duo of Hanzo and Cassidy tickling reader with their beards like giving them ticklish kisses and raspberries on their tummy. If that’s alright for you?

𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐲 𝐱 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

an: thank you so much for the request! the prompt was so cute i loved it. i hope you like the fic!

You sighed tiredly as you skipped through channels on the television, uninterested in the different shows. There never seemed to be anything good nowadays. You yawned and looked over at the clock. It was almost midnight and there were no signs that your boyfriends would be back from their mission soon.

You told yourself you would stay up and wait for them, but you were growing more tired by the minute. You didn’t expect them to be out this late and pondered if you should go to bed. You sat on the couch with your arm holding up your head on the armrest, a blanket weighing over you and keeping you warm.

Save for a reporter talking about the latest news on the screen or a lady trying to sell jewelry, there was a silence that made your eyes flutter. The moon shone in through the window and the small lamp beside the couch worked as your only light source. The odd yet comforting calmness of the night made you bleary.

But, you wished for nothing more than your lovers walking through the door and taking you up to bed. You missed the close contact and the sweet nothings that were whispered in your ears. The warmth you felt in between the two of them didn’t compare to the warmth of the blanket on top of you now.

You eventually grew bored of surfing the channels and set the remote down, deciding on a cheesy sitcom. It was increasingly difficult to stay awake and you caught yourself falling asleep. Your head would slowly fall and your eyes fluttered closed. You would jolt awake and widen your eyes before repeating the cycle. Before you could stop yourself, you rested your head on a couch cushion and let sleep take over your mind.

You awoke to the sound of keys jingling in the lock of the front door. You opened your eyes and blinked a few times before looking around. The television was still playing and you glanced at the clock. The time read 12:45 p.m. You internally cursed yourself for falling asleep. Behind you, you heard the rustling of shoes and the gruff whispering of voices.

“Are they asleep?”

“Shh. Let’s not wake them if they are.”

You stayed motionless on the couch as you were still half asleep. You heard the shuffling grow closer and smiled when a certain cowboy walked in front of the couch, looking down at you. Cole smiled softly with tired and kind eyes.

“Hi, darlin’. Did ya stay up all night to wait for us?”

You smiled sheepishly and nodded. A yawn escaped your lips and you mumbled a response.

“I tried, but I fell asleep around an hour ago.”

Cole smiled sympathetically and grabbed the remote, turning off the television. At that moment, Hanzo stepped into your line of vision and grinned at you. He had a twinkle in his eyes that sparkled with gentleness and comfort. He stepped in front of the couch and crouched beside your head, bringing his hand up to stroke your hair.

“You didn’t have to stay up for us, love.”

You leaned into his touch and sighed contentedly, giving him a warm, but tired smile.

“I know, but I wanted to be awake for when you came back.”

Hanzo chuckled and ruffled your hair before standing back up. You internally whined at the lack of physical contact and pouted. He noticed your disappointed expression and rolled his eyes playfully.

“Come to bed and I’ll give you all the cuddles you want.”

You groaned tiredly and snuggled into the blanket more.

“I’m too tired to get up.”

Hanzo shook his head and shrugged his shoulders. He started walking towards the bedroom and you grumbled. He looked back at you and smirked before disappearing behind a wall. Cole, however, appeared from the kitchen and snickered as he saw you still on the couch. He cooed teasingly at you and made his way over to the couch again.

“Awh, did he leave ya here?”

You nodded and lay limp on the couch, paralyzed with tiredness. Cole stood in front of you and leaned down, picking you up in his arms bridal style. You wrapped your arms around his neck and rested your head on his chest. He groaned and laughed out a breath as he slowly walked towards the shared room.

“Oof, I’m getting too old for this.”

You giggled quietly and breathed in his comforting scent, happy to be in his embrace again.

“Awh, you’re my hero, Cole.”

He chuckled and sidestepped into the room, careful not to accidentally bump your head on the door. You noticed Hanzo had already changed and freshened up. He was sitting up in bed, scrolling on his phone. When he saw the two of you enter the room, he set his phone on the bedside table and smiled. Cole grinned at him and looked down at you before back at Hanzo.

“Incoming!”

You squealed as you were gently thrown onto the bed. You landed on the mattress with a soft grunt and laughed at Cole’s antics. He snorted and went to the bathroom to get ready for bed. Hanzo held his arms out and you gladly accepted his offer of embrace. You quickly got underneath the covers and rested your head on his arm while he wrapped his arms around you.

“I missed you guys.”

Hanzo looked down at you and smiled softly. He gave you a gentle squeeze before placing a kiss on your temple.

“We missed you too. More than you could ever know.”

You grinned and cuddled into him further. His warmth brought you peace and his gentle hold over you made you feel safe. How did you manage to get so lucky? A comfortable silence fell over the room until Cole walked out of the bathroom.

“Y’all already cuddling without me?!”

You and Hanzo chuckled and you reached your arms out for Cole. He rounded the bed, bringing his leg up on the mattress, and crawled to where you were sitting. He let out a long sigh as he hooked his arms around your waist and buried his face into your neck.

“Missed ya so much,” Cole mumbled into your neck.

You smiled and wrapped one arm around Hanzo and the other around Cole. This is what you looked forward to every night and you couldn’t be happier. You wished it could be like this forever.

You withdrew a yawn and they both looked at you with a tender gaze. Cole yawned too and unwrapped his hands from around you. He sank into the bed and lay his head on the pillow with the blanket pulled up to his chest.

“We should get some sleep. Can’t have this one being grumpy in the mornin’.”

Cole elaborated his sentence with a poke to your side. You giggled and gently swatted his hand away, laying underneath the covers with the two of them on either side of you. Hanzo chuckled and nodded, turning off the lamp before laying his head on a pillow too, and sighing in content.

Cole rolled onto his side and wrapped an arm around your lower torso. He rested his head on your shoulder and grinned at you. Hanzo was on his side as well and brought his arm up to rest on your chest. Cole reached his head up and gave small kisses to your cheek.

“Missed holding and kissin’ you.”

You cooed at him and lifted your hand to stroke his cheek. You couldn’t see anything in the darkness and giggled as you gently patted around his face to find his cheek. He practically purred in delight and you smiled. His kisses continued down your jaw and onto your neck. You squirmed and giggled softly.

“Cohole. That tickles.”

Cole hummed and brought his lips close to your ear. You shuddered at the feeling of his breath and tried to tilt your head away. He followed your movements and whispered in your ear teasingly.

“Good. Missed hearin’ your laughter too.”

You felt a cool breeze on the shell of your ear and squealed. More giggles threatened to spill out of you and you tried to hold them in. Cole gently blew on your ear, knowing it drove you crazy. You scrunched your shoulder up and put your lips in a thin line.

“Awh, laugh for us, darlin’.”

Cole’s hand that was laying on your lower side started to slowly wiggle its fingers on your skin. You gasped and reached for his hand, trying to pull it away. You tried so hard to hold your giggles in, but they came spewing out anyway. A wide smile formed on your lips and you decided to call out to your other lover.

“Nohoho! Hahahanzohoho, help mehehe!”

You heard Hanzo chuckle from your right.

“Hmm. Of course, I’ll help.”

You squealed when you felt Hanzo’s beard rub against your neck. He pressed tickly kisses along the side of your neck and jaw. You tried to squirm away but you had nowhere to go. It was hard to move when you were in between two muscular men. You tried to turn on your side, but with Cole’s arm around your waist, it was impossible.

You fell into a fit of giggles and titled your head away from Hanzo, but his lips found your neck again and he continued with his kisses. Your eyes crinkled and your nose scrunched as his scruff scratched against your neck. It didn’t help that Cole was still tickling your side as well.

“Guhuhuhuys! Plehehehease!”

Cole snickered and walked his fingers up your sides to skitter on your ribs.

“Please what? Tickle you more? I think we can manage that, right Hanzo?”

You heard the archer give a hum of approval and you whined through your giggles. The hand that was defending your torso grabbed Cole’s hand and did its best effort to shove it away. Your other hand came up and blocked Hanzo’s mouth from your neck. You could feel him smiling against your palm and squealed when he blew a raspberry on it. You pulled it back and closed your fist, trying to rid of the ticklish sensation.

“Nahahat fahahair! I just wahahahanna sleheheep!”

“We just wanna hear those beautiful giggles.”

You blushed slightly at Cole’s comment, thankful they couldn’t see it because of the darkness. Your arms moved every which way trying to defend off the cowboy’s tickling hand. When you covered one spot, he would poke at another.

Hanzo’s effective method of ticklish kisses turned into something more effective and even sinister. You almost let out a high-pitched scream when you felt him blow a tiny raspberry against your neck. The sensation was maddening. It seemed to travel down your neck and through all of your nerves. You threw your head back with laughter and Hanzo kept up the raspberries.

You heard Cole gasp and then chuckle in amusement. His fingers came to a stop on your ribs and your laughter steadied into giggling again.

“Raspberries? Why haven’t I thought of that before?”

Your eyes widened and you shook your head rapidly.

“Nohoho! Cohohole dohohon’t even dahHAHARE!”

As you pleaded with him, you felt rustling under the covers. A cool breeze hit your skin and you shuddered a little. Cole took your side of the blankets off you and moved down by your stomach. The covers were all by Hanzo now and you heard him grunt at the sudden temperature change. Although you couldn’t see Cole, you knew he was smirking like a madman.

Your giggling and struggles increased when Cole’s hands gripped both your sides, holding your waist still. He lifted your shirt and you tried to pull it back down, but he made a noise of disapproval and gently moved your hand away.

“Tsk tsk tsk. None of that, darlin’. What a beautiful tummy you have.”

Your face heated up again at his compliment. You couldn’t fight off the giggles and decided to cover your face with your hands. You heard him take a deep breath and you shut your eyes tight, waiting for the inevitable.

The feeling was unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. It was like all of your nerves were put through ticklish shock, spreading from your stomach, down into your legs, and up into your ribs. You shrieked as soon as Cole’s lips blew on your stomach and uncovered your face, howling with laughter.

To make the sensation worse, Cole rubbed his beard all over your stomach. He shifted his chin from side to side and nibbled on your skin, prompting more laughter from you. You sucked your stomach in, but it did nothing to deter the feeling. Your hands rushed down and landed on his head, trying to push it away from your sensitive stomach.

“COHOHOLE! NOHOHhoho mohohore!”

Cole snickered against your skin and even that tickled. You squealed and kicked your feet against the bed. He went back to blowing ticklish raspberries on your torso and you went back to full-blown laughter.

As for Hanzo, he stopped his little ones on your neck and kissed in between your neck and shoulder. The two feelings combined made your head spin and your mouth hurt from smiling so much. You were on the verge of silent laughter and shook your head wildly.

Both men could tell you were reaching your limit and slowed their movements. Cole stopped with his raspberries and pressed gentle kisses on your stomach, soothingly rubbing your sides. Hanzo brought his hand up to stroke your cheek and kissed your cheek multiple times. You sucked in deep breaths and dissolved into giggles.

“Ohohoho my gohohosh. Your beheheards are torture!”

You heard them snicker and you playfully whined through your giggles. You brought your hands up to cover your face in mild embarrassment. Hanzo cooed at you and pressed a kiss to your temple.

“Aw, did we tickle you too much? Poor little thing.”

You were reduced to an incoherent mess of babbling and giggles, so you nodded your head for an answer. Cole pressed one last ticklish kiss to your waist and sat up. He grabbed the blankets and covered your body back up. He climbed back up the bed and you heard him sigh when he was next to you again.

You let the last of your giggles rush out of your chest and breathed heavily, utterly exhausted. You felt your eyes growing heavy again and yawned. Cole wrapped his arm around your torso again and Hanzo rested his hand on your chest. You sighed in contentment and smiled, glad they were finally back home and by your side.

“Goodnight, my loves.”

[akihikoswifey]

🏹⁀➴ Aim High | Hanzo x reader

summary: Hanzo teaches you how to use a bow and things get steamy ;)

a/n: haven’t written in a while so apologies if its a bit repetitive here and there! Been obsessed with this man for so long and there isn’t enough writing about him <3

cw: mature? Slightly ooc 0-0 Make out sesh, implied sex… ig

You walked into the practice range, already noticing the archer was there, one thing about Hanzo is that he was always punctual. He was dressed in a tight black compression shirt, accentuating his muscular and broad figure. The fabric hugged his arms tightly, highlighting the amount of training he did. His hair put into his signature ponytail tied with a matching black tie. His posture perfect as he stood still, arrow ready to be released from his bow, hitting a perfect bullseye. You watched him in awe as you approached the target with an arrow drawn back. His face was calm as his huge arms reflexed with each strike of the string. Your eyes trailed over his toned torso as he nocked another arrow on his bow. You were mesmerised by this man. He was handsome. “I see you finally came” his deep voice rumbled. Hanzo finally turned to face you, his eyes scanning your body quickly before meeting yours. “Are you ready to learn how to shoot?” He questioned casually, a small smile appeared on his face- something you didn’t see often, Hanzo tended to act more stoic in front of the other agents, so this made you feel special. You nodded eagerly, eager to prove yourself to him. “Then let us begin.”

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You took Hanzo’s bow and wielded it to the best of your current ability, it had hints of navy blue alongside the riser and a comfortable grip. The archer scooted closer to you, noticing you could work on your posture, he placed his hand lightly on your lower back to guide you through it. “Remember, when moving forward, you should move your right foot slightly backwards.” Hanzo spoke whilst shifting slightly to adjust your form.

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“Don’t look down or around. Focus solely on the target.” You listened, his low soothing voice kept you grounded, blushing as his gaze watched you intensely, inspecting your form carefully. You attempted to match his breathing and technique you saw him use on missions, your muscles slowly loosened as you became less tense. He gave you a nod, signalling he was satisfied but kept his broad hand on your back, his touch making your body flush hot. “Good, now try releasing the string”, Hanzo was so close, you were sure he could feel the warmth radiating off your body. Obeying as he removed his hand, missing the warm contact. Letting go of the string, you drew your arm back, holding your breath as you waited for the arrow to fly. You held your breath and your eyes widened as the arrow left your bow, flying straight towards the target. It hit the centre, but no so much a bullseye. “That wasn’t even half bad! I thought my aim was pretty good.” You smiled at Hanzo as he shook his head in amusement. “Not bad but you’re not there yet. You need to concentrate more.” He took note of your inability to focus- probably because he didn’t understand the feeling of having a hot archer watching after you. “Now take your stance again” he instructed firmly, you complied, following his instructions as you mimicked his stance. “Now, release the string once more, just slightly higher this time, keep your fingers relaxed” he explained, demonstrating your movements with a gentle push against your back as his right hand came to alter your hand placement, his hands were noticeably bigger than yours. Once released, it flew straight towards the target, but still slightly off. Hanzo moved to stand beside you, his large hands placed gently on either side of your waist, pulling your body flush with his own, sending sensations straight to your core. “This time try to hit the centre”, he softly guided your arm, he touched you with such tenderness, like you were fragile porcelain. You looked up at him, watching as he gently moved your arm, the way his face was fully concentrated on you, his eyes catching your stare and his lips curling upwards, you felt lightheaded. “You can do this.” He breathed. You were going to get it this time. You inhaled deeply, focusing on the centre of the target and releasing the arrow. You felt the arrow fly, you looked up to watch it soar towards the centre, it hit the target dead on.

ˋ°•*⁀➷

Celebrating, a loud gasp escaped your mouth as you turned your head to face Hanzo, forgetting how close your bodies were as his lips brushed against your ear. You shivered. Butterflies invaded your stomach, hearing his baritone voice rumble lowly against your ear. “You did well.” Hanzo’s voice was soft and laced with lust as he spoke against your skin, his praise making you weak in the knees. His arm was still wrapped around your waist, his fingertips grazing against the side of your hip bone. He slowly leaned forward, brushing your hair behind your ear, his nose lightly brushing your neck, his breathing heavy on your skin. You swallowed thickly, goosebumps erupting across your entire body. Hanzo’s other hand it made its way up to caress your face and your cheek with his thumb, tenderly tilting your chin up towards him. You had never felt more alive than when he looked at you like that. Even though everything felt too intimate to say out loud, your mouth opened anyway as you leaned into him. Your lips brushed softly against his. Pulling away after only a moment, slightly disappointed as you both longed more intimacy. The warmth between your bodies was intense, his arm holding you tightly against him. Your lips tingled and your cheeks felt hot, but Hanzo simply held you closer.

ˋ°•*⁀➷

“What made you stop?” The archer whispered into your ear before kissing the side of your jaw, trailing down the curve of your neck, leaving a trail of kisses along your skin until reaching the base of your throat. You hummed softly, enjoying the feeling of being in his arms again. “You think i’d let you get away that easy…” You could hear the smile in his deep voice, his words almost teasing. Hanzo nuzzled your neck, pressing light kisses there. His breath hitched when you pressed back against his torso, wrapping your arms around him, pulling him flush against you as his fingers dug into the small of your back, pressing you even harder against him. A small whine left your mouth and Hanzo groaned low in his chest as you pressed your hips hard against his crotch, the heat radiating from his body. Your hands fisted into his shirt, pulling him closer, lips parting hungrily for the kiss you longed for. He kissed you deeply, his tongue slipping between your lips and exploring your mouth, sucking gently, giving you every chance to pull away. You didn't want to. Everything felt too much, too good, and you needed more. You pulled back, panting heavily against his lips, eyes half lidded, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside of you.

Smut part 2…?

[smokingtomas]

Goodbye, Hasashi

Summary: Takes place before the event of Mortal Kombat, you find yourself dealing with the certainty of losing Hanzo Hasashi, the captivating son of Shirai Ryu’s grandmaster whom you’ve been having a secret affair with, to someone else’s embrace in an arranged marriage. (Hanzo Hasashi/Female Reader)

AO3 / original Tumblr post / playlist

A/N: This fic is sort of an ode to the past– a fic that was written 7 years ago that I was highly insecure about. This was the last fic before I took a 6 month break and hadn’t created any fics for Mortal Kombat up until my recent one because this one really wore me out. I had been through hell and back to getting this published– quite literally had to drive myself to gloom to convey the emotions into this sole fic.

Reading it now, I’ve decided that I’m going to give it a proper love I hadn’t given back then. I really used to make fun of this– thinking this was cringey, which was unfair to my past self. But thankfully, I’ve grown up and am able to appreciate this a lot more. I didn’t even edit that much.

So If you are reading this, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I really hope you could feel how much this means to me these days.

Whew, sorry for the long/sentimental A/N.

“We visited Harumi and her family today.”

As soon as he speaks of those words, your entire body feels numb. The teapot you were tilting earlier immediately bumps the cup over, causing some of the tea to spill and mess your tabletop up. You can feel your lower lip slightly tremble– thankfully biting the inside of your mouth helps a little bit, but you are certain the gloom within your eyes can’t hide the pain.

What kind of strange woman wouldn't be hurt when her beloved is forced to leave her to be tied with some other woman? And to make it even worse, for political reasons.

This is Hanzo Hasashi you’re talking about. 

The feisty, passionate and… handsome son of the Grandmaster of Shirai Ryu whom you’ve been having a secret affair with for what, four-five months? Yes, it hasn’t been a lifetime, but for you, it does mean something in spite of how young you and him are.

Oh, but the relationship isn’t perfect. Both of you have to keep it a secret since you are nothing but a filthy huntress with no title and no one considering you-- your skills for survival are probably the only thing that has been keeping you alive for so long. If the Grandmaster ever found out about you two? Ah, the possibility of burying you alive is real.

Though to you, being in love with someone like Hanzo Hasashi and to have him love you back is like shooting for the stars, but got the moon instead. For once in your life, you feel like you’ve done something too good that this is blessed to you as your reward.

Turns out, it is nothing but an illusion. Because soon, he will fall into someone else’s embrace.

It’s not that he said something, but you knew that tonight is your last night with him as he mentioned a few nights ago about getting married the next day from now. No, you’re not actually planning on a sad farewell night, but staying positive is no simple task.

Time does fly indeed, and how you wish you realized this earlier. If it is possible to turn back time, you’d definitely do it just so you can hold him longer a few more times… or at least caress that pompous face of his every time he thinks he has impressed you with something he does...  

You will miss the way how light always pierces through his hazel eyes and makes them look sort of aglow-- if you could, you would look at them forever. You will miss how he rubs his nose every time he gets nervous and he always tells you to stop teasing him about it.

You will miss how his stubble slightly pierces you every time he presses his face against your skin. How he knows it itches you but he keeps on teasing you with it anyway. Though he knows you like it every time he buries his face on the crook of your neck when he makes sweet love to you.

Oh, Hanzo… how could you survive without him now?

As you feel a tear rushing towards the brink of your eye, you bring a finger up and wipe it away… realizing how much time is wasted since the first time you laid your eyes on his features.

Those eminences of him that hit you all at once. That one sunny day when peaches were harvested; the day that’s impossible to forget...

//

It was the time of the month when peaches were blooming beautifully. Everywhere you looked-- from trees to the market stalls-- there were those ripe, mouthwatering goodness. The sun shone friendly along with the thin air that would occasionally blow the thin strands of your locks. Birds were swarming beneath the bright blue sky stretching majestically above you, and some of them that were perching on trees seemed to be enjoying the sweet smell of the sunset-colored fruit by the way they chirped so cheerfully.

And there you were with a belly filled completely with peaches you picked earlier, cozying yourself up above a larger, leafier tree on one of its bigger branches as you soaked up the warmth of the sun, resting your head above your hands. The crystal clear lake spreaded close to the tree streamed calmly in sync with the crisp air, sending those leaves slow dancing and making them let out a calming shrivel. This was the kind of surrounding that could send those insomniacs drift off in no time, and the drowsiness just kicked in to you.

Your eyes were getting heavier at this point, but you could care less-- you could drift off any second and you weren’t fighting it. Eyelashes swung as your mouth parted slightly in comfort. Oh, it really was a good day to sleep…

When you just thought nothing could bother you at this moment, crunches were heard next to your tree, followed by a sound of a frustrated male groan. Your eyes shot open at the remark and you knew something was caught in the trap you had set earlier today.

Now, you set the trap for animals-- something you could surely eat, but why was the male sound present?

Hastily, you maneuvered yourself and climbed down the tree. Of course, you were dying to find out what was going on, and what laid before your eyes was way out of your expectation that you felt your jaw drop slightly.

And there was Hanzo Hasashi; inside your net trap hanging strongly beneath a tree trunk, letting his mid-length hair down framing his solid cheek bone. Beads of sweat dripped from his temple and you were guessing he had been running. His callous fingers were shaking the net while his other hand held a whole bunch of peaches, and you could see some of them sliding off his grip onto the ground. Frantic was clearly drawn all over his face, but what you couldn’t get your head wrapped around was the fact that he was dressed in a lousy brown hoodie and torn, old cargo pants.

Instantly, you recognized that face-- who wouldn’t? This was the first time you’ve seen him up close and… well he didn’t look bad. But you figured it would be fun to mess with him since he always looked so serious.

“Well, well, well, look what we have here,” You uttered smugly as you swung your knife. “Was expecting a deer, but got the Grandmaster’s son dressed like a hobo instead.”

His forehead wrinkled at your remark as his lips formed a perfect ‘o’, “What the… how did you know?!”

“Easy, you got one of those kunai in your pocket,” You scoffed, “And your mask fell off.”

He did not look happy by the way he palpated his bare face before letting out a growl, obviously just realizing his mask went down to his neck, “Alright look, huntress! You need to help me off and hide me! Quick!”

“And how could you think I would do that, Hasashi?”

“Because I just stole these peaches from the market!”

As you placed your knife back in one of your boots, you almost bursted out of laughter hearing his explanation. The son of Grandmaster stealing fruits? Now, that was funny. 

“What? Like you can’t afford it?” You mocked sarcastically.

“I was undercover and things sprawled out of my control so--” He snarled once again. “Listen! I don’t have time for this. The villagers are chasing me, and I need your help!”

“You know, help doesn’t come free these days. Even huntresses need some--” You cleared your throat, “Gold.”

Rolling his eyes in advance, he finally gave up, “Alright, I will hand you 50 gold coins if you let me off your net and hide me-- but quick!”

“50 golds? Okay, I’ll keep your stolen peaches for you.”

“100!”

“I’ll keep your peaches, and probably won’t eat them.”

“You’re robbing me, huntress!” He exclaimed irritatedly, “Final offer; 150 golds, and you must help me.”

Satisfied with his offer-- and messing around with Grandmaster’s son-- you finally agreed as you got your knife out and made your way towards him to free him. “Don’t have to ask me twice.”

As you were cutting the ropes off the branch, for a split second you thought you could feel his eyes on you. Reflectively, you looked up to meet him. From the distance so close, the features of his face hit you all at once; his perfectly carved bone structure with light stubble framing his… alright, you had to admit he’s gorgeous. Though what hooked you the most were those sharp hazel eyes.

And then you felt your heart skip a beat.

Trying to regain your focus, you chose to ignore this weird feeling as you shook your head back to reality, keeping your hand on the work.

“Can’t you cut faster? They’re coming!” Exclaimed Hanzo.

“Hey, I could easily leave you here if you keep that attitude.” You replied without stopping your rough work.

Thankfully, he only clenched his teeth at your remark-- that was the least he can do, so you couldn’t complain.

Before you knew it, all the ropes were cut and his feet were set on the solid ground. All the peaches he was holding earlier fell onto the ground and you think he could care less in the way he sighed in relief.

“Now go climb that big, leafy  tree over there. As high as your feet can take you.” You ordered as you pointed to the tree you were resting on earlier. Without saying anything else, Hanzo quickly rushed towards the tree while you cleared his tracks by covering your net trap and peaches with some fallen leaves.

As footsteps and chatter were heard from a distance, you spread the leaves as nonchalantly as you could as if you were just about to set a trap-- just another day in the office.

Sooner than you had expected, a swarm of villagers were moving towards you, and they were bringing all kinds of things they could use as a weapon: a stick, shoes, even some fabric which you had assumed would be used to catch Hanzo.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Stop now!” You commanded, stretching your hands out to them as they immediately paused their tracks, “You take another step and all of you will get inside an animal trap I just set up hours ago.”

“Did you see a street boy coming this way?” Asked one of the villagers, “He stole my peaches!”

“I’ve been here for hours, and I’ve seen nobody. I can’t help you.” You replied.

“But I saw him go this way!” Another villager shouted, “And look! There’s a peach on the ground!”

Good God, what kind of eyes do these people have?!

“Hey, I picked those earlier as a part of my trap!” You lied.

“Bullshit! I don’t believe her! It’s just her way to save her kind. I say we go this way!” Another villager decided to interlope and crunk the heat of the situation.

“For the last time, I’ve been here for hours and I don’t see nobody coming by, alright? If you don’t believe me, please take another step so you all can rot together inside my trap!” You threatened the villagers which sent them into dead silence. Some of them actually showed fear on their faces and were debating if they should go back.

“Hey, what are you all waiting for? Go! Now! You’re scaring my food!” You demanded as the villagers went another way with nothing left to say-- you could hear some of them curse behind their breaths, though.

As you watched them slowly disappear, you made your way towards the tree on which Hanzo was hiding as you looked around to make sure the situation was thoroughly cleared.

Looking up, you placed a palm close to your mouth as you shouted at him, “Get down, Hasashi! You’re safe.”

“Nicely deceived, huntress,” He complimented as he showed himself beneath the leaves while he tried to climb down, “Those people could’ve hurt you easily.”

“I may be a woman, but I’m immune to pain, y’know.” You scoffed.

Hanzo stopped in his track regarding your remark, and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, “A little hard to believe, but--”

His voice trailed off as his feet stepped on a fragile branch and immediately lost his balance. It all happened so fast that the next thing you know after you shut your eyes in reflex of him falling off the tree was his robust figure over you.

The coarse feeling of the ground surely did not help the blinding pain on your head and hip.

“Ouch! Ah...” You grunted in pain as were him, “Fuck, you’re heavy as hell!”

Out of your expectation, Hanzo bursted out laughing at your remark over you as he rearranged his arms next to your head instead of immediately raising up to his feet. In this sort of inappropriate position of his, you could feel his perfectly sculpted chest above you and the unexpected tremor lining between your legs.

You were certain you could feel yourself blushing over the somewhat awkward situation, but in that moment, you were sure of one thing; he’s a hard candy with a surprise center.

But no, you weren't going to convey your thoughts aloud.

“What’s so funny, Hasashi?” You snapped under him.

“I knew you weren’t immune to pain,” He replied playfully, “I’m always right.”

“You did this on purpose?!” You shouted as you gave his shoulder a push in order for you to raise up, “Ugh! Get off me you sicko!”

Even though he was still laughing uncontrollably, he did as you say and ascended up to his feet. He stretched a hand for you, but instead of taking it, you pouted your lips and got up by yourself.

Not because you didn’t want to, you just refused to give him any ideas.

As he regained his self control and his laugh slightly dimmed-- but obviously still couldn’t get over it, he said: “Alright, alright, I apologize. And thank you, for your help.”

“For a Shirai Ryu, that was really shallow of you,” You pouted, crossing your arms, “But I guess I can let it go.”

As you were trying to straighten your dirty outfit, Hanzo asked: “So, have a name, huntress?”

Surprised by what you had heard, you turned your attention to him and scorned, “Yeah right, asking her name after getting them under you-- way to go, Hasashi!”

“It’s Hanzo,” He chuckled, “If you want to retrieve your gold, we need to see each other in a few days.”

“Is this how a Hasashi flirt?”

He shrugged at your remark, “I’m not exactly denying it, but suit yourself.”

You quickly turned your head away as you felt your cheek heating up. Despite him being good at this, you weren’t going to let him be an asshole about it.

Gathering your things as if you were ready to leave, you let out a chuckle at his remark as you hung your belongings on one shoulder, “Keep your gold, Hanzo. I don’t need it,” You assured before throwing him one of the peaches he had stolen which he reflectively caught with one hand.

“I only need one of these,” You added, sinking your teeth into another peach in your hand without caring about its juice that dripped all over your palm before you took some steps back away from him, “These are good peaches you have stolen.”

As the sight of him got slightly further, you could see him stretching both of his arms as he raised his tone, “So should I see you or not?”

“I don’t know, what do you think?” You shouted.

“I really think I should!”

At his assertion, you stopped your tracks and sank your teeth inside the peach once more as you shrug, “Well, you’ve found my hideout.”

As you turned your attention back on the road, you found yourself smiling. As much as you were dying to see his facial expression, you decided not to and keep this little game of yours happening.

Without knowing what the future will bring.

//

“Are you there?”

“Uh… yeah, yeah.” Startled by the depth of his voice, you hurry your fingers and wipe the vestiges of your tears, settling your feet back to earth as the trip down the memory lane has you caught up. “I just-- I made a mess.”

You grab the steaming cup of tea as you make your way to the edge of the bed and hand him his beverage, sitting next to him afterwards. You’re not sure how you can make it through this night, but you need to try as if nothing’s going to happen tomorrow. For his sake.

“So uh…” Trying to sound as normal as possible, you mutter while he takes a sip from the cup,  “How is she?”

Hanzo deliberately retreats the cup off his lips and rests his forearm above his thigh. The way his head falls tells you that sorrow is consuming him alive. His hazel eyes that usually glow with spirit are now covered by woe. 

As a sigh escapes his mouth, he simply replies, “She’s… kind.”

“I bet she’s beautiful.” Your lips twitch up into a wry smile. “More beautiful than what people have said about her.”

For what you have heard about Harumi, her beauty is beyond compare to even the most beautiful flower. Her long hair is the color of a midnight sky with ivory skin wrapped around her slender, small figure. People even say that her honey colored eyes beam brighter than the moonlight, and when she speaks, her voice is as soothing as a summer rain.

At your remark, Hanzo takes a short pause before he weakly shrugs, still refusing to turn his attention to you.

As you run your fingers through his soft, black locks, your gaze is locked at his complexion you’ve grown to love that not even the chill of misty, starless night sky displayed beneath your window pane overshadowed his beauty. No matter how much you’d love to mourn with him, you know you need to stay strong for him and not making this fucked up situation even worse.

Though if you look back, you wish you’d never meet him.

But ah, it’s too little too late now; you’ve fallen for him. You should’ve been ready for the risk of having to give him up to someone else-- someone better than you. You must be kidding yourself if you think he’d actually be your forever.

“It doesn’t matter,” He suddenly utters, “She’s not you.”

“And that’s better, right? I mean, look at me.” You scoff, ”Who am I kidding? I--”

“Can you stop making this about you for once?!” Cutting you off, his strenuous voice suddenly fills the empty room as he recoils your fingers off him. His profound gaze towards you clearly shows nothing but unhappiness.

“Hanzo, who says this is about me? I’m just trying to make it better for you.” You assure firmly.

“All you’ve been doing is making this worse for me!”

“How is that so?” 

“Did you think I asked for this? Did you think I wanted to make this choice?” He bleaks. Eyes gleaming with pain, and you don’t think you’ve ever seen him like this.

“Well, no, but--”

“Then your attempt on making it better is useless! Because it’s sad enough for me to have to choose the clan over you!”

As he winds his attention away from you and buries his face above his palm, you sense the frigid of the night starts seeping inside your bones. This empty space you call your sanctuary feels even more depressing than it already is. You gently press your palms against the wonky mattress so it’ll make some noise within the silence that’s slowly killing you.

At this moment, you’re lost for words. You feel like you should say something, but your jaw feels rigid and your throat is just drying away. Even the spider in the corner of the room seems to have more of an idea of what it’s doing as its little feet slowly knitting its web. 

Unlike you. Clueless of what to say-- let alone doing something about it. You know you shouldn’t have fallen this deep with someone as powerful as the son of Shirai Ryu’s grandmaster, but for some reason your heart calls for him, and you knew in that moment you laid your eyes on his hazel ones, he’s what it’s longing for.

But why is it longing for someone you know you shouldn’t go for? How you wish you could rip your heart off your chest and throw it into the ocean, even though you know it wouldn’t be as painful as how you’re feeling right now.

“Wow…” You finally mumble slowly, relieving the silence.

“What?”

“You’re madly in love with me, aren’t you?”

At your remark, Hanzo gradually lifts his head and turns his interest to you. Unlike before, he looks much calmer right now, but you can tell he’s still absorbing the pain of this state like a sponge. It’s like he knows you already know the answer to your own question-- heck, you’re not even sure why you asked such a question in the first place.

But one thing you know for sure-- whatever his answer is, it’s going to crush your soul.

Whilst he elevates his shoulders, he lets out a sigh. “To the point where I would actually give it all up,” Hanzo weakly answers.

At this point, you can already hear your heart cracking through your ears.

“By the Gods…” You grumble, running your fingers through your locks as you shortly stand up and taking a few steps away from him, heading to the small, dusty window ahead of you. Greeting you is a cloudy night sky-- a sky so cloudy that even the moon chooses to hide itself underneath the thick, gray clouds; a bed of sky that perfectly describes your feelings.

In a perfect world, if someone just told you they’re madly in love with you, your heart will fly as if it had wings of its own. Turns out in your case, the wings your heart once had are torn apart by force.

You know he loves you-- he’s said it before. But madly? Oh, how you wish you could ask him to stay. Though what’s breaking you the most is that you know you couldn’t.

As you feel your face heats up and clumps of tear start to cloud your vision, you can hear the bed squeaking with Hanzo’s footsteps following behind as he asks for your conviction, “Aren’t you?”

You press your palms against your eyes, gulping hard so your answer won’t be as croaky. After all, the point is to hide your sorrow from him.

Alas, your attempt seems to fail as you feel a tear slide down your left cheek, and you just find it hard to even contain yourself, “To the point where the whole world shatters with my heart when you told me you’re marrying somebody else.”

All of the sudden, you can feel two robust arms gently wrapped around your figure together with a strong cheekbone resting on the side of your face. The familiar warmth instantly drowns you in and you welcome the strong arms in your embrace. You don’t even mind the stubble that you normally would push away because of how it pierces through your skin, but you know even your skin will miss the slight roughness when it’s gone.

“I know,” Hanzo responds simply by leaving a peck on your temple, “I’m sorry…”

“I’m sorry too…” You bring one hand to caress his cheek, which slowly trails down to the side of his neck, “Shirai Ryu needs you, Hanzo. Don’t ever give it up, especially for me.”

“I just never thought that-- I would have to lose you for it.” He brittles, keeping his gaze far away as if he’s looking for some understanding.

“It’s the risk we should’ve prepared for.” You enlighten him as you turn yourself around and face him, cupping his jaw afterwards. His hand slowly slides down at your movement and you adore how they circle your waist perfectly. “ If I could turn back time, I really wish we’d never met-- let alone giving you a helping hand. Because even then I know, if I ever fell for you, I could never get back up.”

As your hands gradually travel to the nape of his neck, you pull him closer to you as he closes his eyes. His heavy breath pools down your frame and you add, “And now, I guess it got the best of me.”

At your confession, Hanzo stays still as if he's decided to get lost in your embrace and enjoy the closeness between him and your features. His hands stay ringing on your lower back and you don't think you'd want him to ever let go.

At the same time your fingers dig through his scalp, you whisper as you let out a feeble smile, “But you're my sweetest doom, Hasashi. And I've never felt more alive.”

It feels like you haven't had time to absorb your next move, but the next thing you know is that his lips brushes against yours like a drop of water in the middle of Sahara-- a kiss so chaste, so pure it could brace even the faintest heart.

As soon as he retracts himself, he mumbles, “Anata wa watashi no yume no josei da.” 

You're the woman of my dreams. His words are like a magnet to your soul and you’re instantly drawn to him. Another drop of tear slithers down your cheek as you let out a weak chuckle, and your lips yearn for him in a blink of an eye.

Against his lips, you let your lips slow dance with his moist ones as if it has a mind of its own, cupping his jaw and you let his hands roam every inch of your body. In this very tranquility-- and with his lips attached to yours, what’s been troubling your mind seems to be forgotten. Maybe making these last moments just for the two of you to embrace might be the best.

Still, you and Hanzo devour each other in your own utopia, and you’re not planning on letting go soon. Even when the heat of his hands slowly but skilfully undo the buttons of your top, your mind has its own way to stop working.

And as if new minds are planted at your fingertips, you let them do their work in unclasping his belt and out of his uniform.

You’re not sure how long it takes for your back to finally feel the softness of the bedsheet, but you know at that moment, your brain has retired and your heart is at work.

And for the rest of the night, there are only moans, ragged breathing, and the creak of the bed to be heard.

/

“I love you. Did you know that?” Hanzo’s voice is low and tense.

His gaze meets yours in the dim room filled with candle light. You rest your head above his shoulder as his arm wrapped around your figure. Legs intertwined and there’s nothing you love more than how his bare, warm skin collides with yours in silence under the sheet. The way his thumb slowly flatters your chin lets you know that he means what he says.

“Kind of,” With a smile, you nod, “You’ve said it a few times by now.”

You don’t need anymore assertion from him by the way he harbors his lips on your forehead softly. You’re not sure what it is with the forehead kisses he gives, but all you know is that they give you the thrill, and you can even feel it even through his fingertips that still caresses your back.

“Hanzo,” You call him tenderly, to which he responds with a small hum, “Do you have any regrets?”

For a split second, his forehead wrinkles as if he’s thinking about the true meaning of your random question, but he doesn’t keep you waiting until you start to get nervous.

“Ah, regrets?” He sighs, “I think my life itself is based on it.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well… by now you must have been aware that being born into a clan isn’t something I ask for. When I grew up and accepted it, my father didn’t allow me to participate in the clan’s business-- quite strange, but again, I accepted it until he proposed this...”

His voice suddenly trails off before he rolls away from you. Your body still lies above his arm, but the empty gaze he’s showing tells you that he’s trying his best to stay composed. Even though you swear for a split second there you see his eyes sort of glisten.

“...forced marriage I don’t even want, and making it the only way for me to be involved in Shirai Ryu.” Hanzo continues.

“I’m sorry…” You whisper weakly, not knowing what to say but to move your body closer to him and rest your palm on his chest, supporting your weight with your other arm.

A hopeless sigh leaves his mouth at your remark. His eyes are fixed to the torn out paint mark on the roof as if it’s the most fascinating thing in the world, but you know the corner of his eyes are watching you.

Despite the woe that is drawn clearly through his face, he still looks beautiful.

Shortly, however, he shifts his body to your direction so you’re now face to face as he mirrors your position, causing the sheet to maneuver in sync with the movement of his solid figure.

“But do you know what my biggest regret is?” Hanzo triggers.

You shrug in response, by which he answers, “It’s not being able to choose you.”

His words sure don’t catch you by surprise-- you’ve known all along about his feelings towards you, but it sure leaves your stomach knotting and your gaze to drop. 

When you thought things couldn’t get any worse, he adds as he reaches for your hand, “See, I’ve never thought about marriage until I-- until I fall in love with you. Since then, I always thought if I ever got married, it was going to be to you.”

And in this moment, your heart drops. And it’s smashed into pieces.

You wish you could decide your own fate if you knew you were going to fall this deep for him. You wish you’d been born someone else-- someone like Harumi just so you could stay with Hanzo. Or at least you wish your soul could leave your body and stay inside Harumi’s so you could still feel the warmth of his body next to you every night.

And in this moment, you hate yourself as much as you hate the universe.

It hurts to be you. It hurts so much that the pain seeps into your chest. You wish you could go up on a limb and pull your hair so hard that it pricks your scalp as you scream your heart out to the universe for such an injustice. 

Breathing seems like no easy task as your vision gets blurry with a layer of tear in your eyes, and it’s about to stream freely anytime soon. You’re just thankful your face is dipped and Hanzo can’t see how much of a blubbering mess you are.

“I-I don’t know what to say…” With a croaky voice, you mumble.

And the unbearable tear finally drips.

“Shush, hey.” Hanzo’s voice is soothing. A thumb of his is brought up to your cheek as it wipes off your tear, “I’ve never seen you cry before.”

You decide to ignore his remark and keep your face to the sheet. Besides, it seems pretty reasonable to cry-- you can’t possibly stay rock hard when your world has appeared to turn upside down. 

Lifting your chin up so your eyes meet his, he despondently says, “Maybe this is how we are destined to be-- you and me, against the universe. I just wish we could win this battle by… coming clean.”

“Don’t, Hanzo. Please… It’s too late now.”

“I guess you’re right.” He sighs, taking a short pause. But then a ray of light emerges within his face, “But Harumi will be the one moving here once we get married. Nothing is going to change between us, I will still be seeing you every night. Here.”

You raise an eyebrow in confusion at his statement, “You mean… we’ll still see each other when you’re married?”

“Yes. Why wouldn’t I?”

Surprisingly, you’re not feeling better-- your heart is still broken and it refuses to fix itself even when Hanzo tells you nothing’s changing. Inside, you know it’s not entirely true.

But for some reason, you find yourself fetching him an uncertain smile realizing your head goes empty at his words.

And your body still freezes as he moves even closer to you before his lips reach for yours tenderly. His palm finds your jaw before you find yourself, once again, under his mercy.

Oh, you’re dying to say a word-- about how wrong this feels, but you forget that the power of his kiss could shed away even the hardest problems.

And that’s exactly what it’s doing as you find yourself lost within it.

“Nothing is going to change between us, I will still be seeing you every night. Here.”

Those words Hanzo said keeps echoing in your head like it’s shouted in one hollow room. No matter how many times you try massaging the bridge of your nose or even simply shut your eyes, drifting into a peaceful slumber appears impossible.

You shift your head to your left, and there he is. Eyes closed, looking serene with his lips perfectly formed in one single line. The sound of his unwavering breaths could usually doze you off, but not tonight.

Because deep down, you know it won’t be yours to hear the next day.

Your hand reaches out for his stubble, and the way your hand gently caresses it is as if it knows it’ll be the last time you feel the slight pierce. You know you will surely miss how it feels on the back of your hand that slides softly on the curve of his cheekbone.

No-- you knew even then you have to leave him some time, and you’re afraid the moment has arrived.

As you gaze into his aristocratic frame, your brain searches for a reason to stay-- for you to possibly have him near you as long as you can.

But no matter how hard you dig, the thought of the future always buries the hope back even deeper. The thought of his warmth being someone else’s to cherish leaves a huge burden in your heart. 

And no, that is not the only thing that troubles you-- what if they have children someday? Of course, Hanzo would be happy to have his descendants, and he’s going to love them with all his heart.

And in time, you know he will eventually fall for Harumi.

At those thoughts, you can feel as if a dagger stabs your heart repeatedly, but the pain is nothing compared to the fact that this is the last time you will witness his fair looking face. 

And that… you have to let yourself out of his life.

Right now, there’s no use holding the tears back-- you let them stream freely this time as your mind wanders to the happier times you’ve spent with Hanzo, and how you wish you could do something to turn back time and let yourself showered with joy all over again.

But even by sacrificing your soul to the most powerful God, you know it’s not feasible.

With a heavy heart, you wipe away your tears before forcing the stiffness of your feet to move and out of the sheet, making sure to keep your movement slowly so you don’t wake him up. 

Keeping yourself as stealthy as possible, you put on your clothes and gather your things before you sit in one corner of the room to write him a farewell letter, glancing one in a while at his direction. You can feel your hand shaking as tears keep flowing down your cheek, but you try your hardest to power through the sorrow and ignore those tears that drop on the paper.

Dearest Hanzo,

I'm sorry I have to leave you like this, but I can't stand the thought of me being in the middle of your marriage. I understand this is not a part of your will, but you will have to learn to love her in time, just like you did to me.

I want you to know that this is hard for me to do, but I know I'm leaving you in a good hand-- she will take care of you and love you with all her heart. For that, I'm grateful, and I'm lucky.

But if by any chance we meet again in the future, I'm hoping to see the same spirit and light I've witnessed in you these past couple of months. By then, I can always remember that one summer we spent under the peach tree, and how it will always bring joy to my heart. 

Even though I might not be the one that puts that smile on your face, knowing you're well and happy is more than enough for me.

I love you, always.

P.S: Anata wa watashi no yume no otokoda.*

Finished writing the letter, you slowly maneuver to his side of the bed and you kneel down, placing the letter neatly next to his resting face as you take one last glance at his perfection.

After landing your lips swiftly on his cheek, you stroke him and slowly whisper, “Goodbye, Hasashi.”

As you step out the door, you turn your head back to this worn-out hideout you’ve called your sanctuary for the last year-- the place you’ve made most memories at, and you know you’re not going to easily forget everything.

Now, you’re not sure where your feet will take you. You have to survive in some other strange place and start a new life on your own, going back to the solitude you haven’t felt ever since your first encounter with Hanzo Hasashi.

You’re not sure how you’re going to survive without him by your side, but as you sweep the tears off your cheek and move forward, you know you somehow will.

//

*you’re the man of my dreams

[apocalypseafic]

🗣️❤️💯 JOHNSHI COMMUNITY AWAKEN

Hurt/Comfort/Fluff fic about our favorite blind star couple Johnshi.

I had to wash out the smut with another topic BUT ITS CUTE I PROMISE

[roselyn-writing]

A unique trainee chapter 9

“Aliyaa’s mission”

A/N: I completely forgot about this fanfic lol 😂I guess I need to start remembering that I have other fanfics to write! ❤️❤️🖤

It is a sunny beautiful day as the breeze gently blows the trees. Younger Aliyaa woke up from her sleep, she got up from her bed. She washes her face and brushed her hair and teeth.

“It is a lovely day today,” she muttered to herself happily.

Today the Grandmaster woke up early like he usually does. He sat on a mat waiting for Aliyaa to come and eat her breakfast with him.

Today is very important for her, today is the day of her first mission!

The Grandmaster had been thinking these days, he had been thinking if he did the right thing; Is sending Aliyaa safe for her? What if she got killed? The older Aliyaa will never forgive and thus he will lose two Aliyaas, But from what he has seen Aliyaa is doing progress in everything. Her training, her ability, and her strength.

He trusts Younger Aliyaa to get the job done and so must the older Aliyaa!

“I know that I’m doing the right thing!” Hanzo stated he is certain in his decision.

Finally, younger Aliyaa came to him, she sat near him. Then she poured tea for herself and her grandmaster.

“Good morning Grandmaster!” Younger Aliyaa greeted joyfully.

“Good morning, Sakura~,” The Grandmaster greeted back with a smile on his face.

As he is sipping his tea, he is looking at Aliyaa, he can’t help but to ponders at her. She is so cute and innocent.

It would hurt him if he made a monster out of her, he knows that the life of a ninja is cruel and merciless. He would be damn if he taught her how to become one. She will lose her virtues and innocence, she will be left with only blood on her hands and the unquenchable blood lust.

She would be a feminine version of himself. He would be doomed if he let her become like him, He can’t lose sweet young Aliyaa; She is the light of his life.

“Aliyaa,” The Grandmaster called her. “Are you sure about this?”

“Yes!” She affirmed brightly to him.

“I will not send you alone, there will be a squad going with you,” The Grandmaster stated.

“But-“

“My decision is final!” The Grandmaster declared.

“Yes... Grandmaster” She murmured.

He thought about this matter through and through. The decision is hard for him more than it is for her, but it is for her safety.

“Be ready for your mission” He reminded, “And, please be safe,”.

“Yes, Grandmaster!” She reassured.

Younger Aliyaa's mission is to hunt one of the lowly-ranked gang members and his name is Lazlo.

Lazlo is a young man lowly-ranked member of his gang.

Grandmaster Hasashi had Aliyaa hunting him down because he won’t be much of a threat to Aliyaa.

Once Aliyaa finds this Lazlo guy. He wanted to assault her, because of how beautiful she is.

“Hello~ Girl,” Lazlo called lustfully.

“Not interested,” she coldly told.

With a swift move of her feet, she tackled him and started punching him in the face, he cried in pain, he tried desperately to shake her off of him but he failed. He barely got up and took a good footing but he stammered due to unbalance.

Younger Aliyaa decided that she will beat him senselessly so that he end up in the hospital. She doesn’t want to kill him.

“What the hell is wrong with you lady!” He cried as he spits blood.

But Aliyaa didn’t reply at all instead she kicked him in the face and she punches him in the back of his head, His body lay there he isn’t dead, he is just unconscious.

“I did my mission!” She brightly said to herself.

Then she went to the Shirai Ryu Temple, she told the Grandmaster of her mission and he congratulated her.

“Good work!” The Grandmaster exclaimed.

“Thank you, Grandmaster!” Aliyaa replied.

Older Aliyaa came to congratulate her on her mission. “Congratulations on your mission!” Aliyaa exclaimed happily.

“Thank you!” Younger Aliyaa answered.

Older Aliyaa magically prepared tea and cups for them to drink and celebrate together.

“Let’s celebrate,” Older Aliyaa suggested. “Who wants black tea? Or green tea?”

“Green tea for me,” Grandmaster Hasashi specified.

“Sure,” Aliyaa uttered.

Aliyaa magically poured tea for Hanzo and younger Aliyaa, All of them enjoyed sipping their tea. It is one of the lovely times when they gather together and drink tea.

That’s all for today! Thank you for reading you can give me feedback if you want 🖤

[theshimadaslovers]

IBA - Inspired by Art

VERSION 2

Request by @azu21, this a version 2 of the IBA (a extra/bonus? Yeah?) First version called ONCE AGAIN.

Impatient

(18+ CONTENT)

(HANZO X FEM!READER)

Summary: Overwatch were celebrating after a succeed mission and everybody went to a fancy bar with poker, pool table, everything. It was a big party and you...take advantage to attack a old prey that always ran away. Hanzo Shimada.

Genre: Romance, funny, 18+, submissive.

Wsrning: Strong languages, provocation, 18+ (a little bit...lie).

Cassidy- In such a long time that we don't chill out like that...*Cole said holding the cigar on the lips ready to make the first shot on the pool table*

Lucio- Yeah! Drinking, laughing, playing, that's what I like! *He take a big sip on his caipirinha* They got caipirinha, bro! Fantastic!

Baptiste- *chuckle* Brazilians and the party fever, right?

Lucio- Hell yeah...the world is too black and white! We need to shake that up!

Genji- I think he's drunk.

Cass- Totally *laughs* Bingo... I got a ball. Hanzo, remember, if you lost the last shot...100 buck in my hands.

Hanzo- *smirk* Funny...

Mercy- *Get on the room* Boys? They're serving some hamburgers.

Genji- Oh yeah! That's my thing! *immediately get out the room*

Lucio- Hamburger?! Wait! I need two! *go after him*

Cass- *chuckle* Well, I'm starving, partner...I gonna need that burger.

Hanzo- I'll be practicing, I ate too much already. *laughs* Jean?

Baptiste- Yeah...is burguer, you know? Is not everyday. *He laughs also getting out leaving the door open*

*Hanzo stays practicing the pool game for a minute and outside, you were sitting with some of the girls*

Mei- I'm seriously! He just came to me and give a flower!

Brigitte- Ok, maybe Junkrat is not that bad! *chuckle* That was cute!

Phara- You girls talking about men are soooooo boring! *laughs*

Satya- We do not want to talk about boobs, Phara. *everybody laughs* This is a conversation between you and Tracer.

Tracer- Yeah, we should try that! *laughs*

Phara- Ok ok! But yes, Junkrat is not THAT bad...but looks like a psychopath.

Mei- Don't say that, Fareeha!

Brigitte- By the way! Y/n...are you interesting in someone?

You- *chuckle* Yeah...have a while.

Tracer- No way! Really?! Where? Who? When?!

You- Shimada...*smiled taking a sip on the drink*

Phara- Wait! Hanzo, right?

You- How do you know?

Phara- You always try to talk to him and he ran away! *laughs* I never thought that he's a shy man.

Satya- Hanzo? Uh, good lucky.

You- I know, he's a hard one! But makes sense.

Tracer- Yeah, he's life wasn't easy at all. Is he virgin?

Mei- Lena!

Tracer- What?!

Brigitte- Well, he's at the games room now...*smirk pointing to the door* You should do that quickly. Just do it!

Phara- With that dress? You wanna kill the man! *laughs* Look st her, girl! She's hot!

You- You know what? I'm done waiting *you get up* My alcohol is high and! I'm impatient with him! Enough of games.

Mei- Yes! Attack him!

Satya- Make the man beg on his knees.

You- I'll try my best. I'm feeling great!

*While you walk to the game room, the girls get excited cheering for you at the table*

*Hanzo was looking at the table thinking of a next move on the game. You lean against the doorframe while holding the drink, you watch him with that outfit...oh my, when he wears formal clothes! And he cut his hair, making even more attractive; the forearm showing with his tattoo, a Rolex on the wrist and gloves. What is that man? So beautiful and sexy.*

You- Hard to play alone?

Hanzo- *Look at you suprised and smirk* Ah...! No! Actually, I'm...practicing. *He back the eyes on the table but put the eyes on you again, now seeing your wearing; fitted dress with side cutouts on the both side of the legs, your thighs were a weak to him* Oh...

You- What? *You slowly enter the room*

Hanzo- Nothing! I...! I was seeing you dress...is pretty.

You- You like it? *You close the door making him feel more nervous*

Hanzo- Ye-yeah... is very pretty on you.

*You lock the door and he looked away feeling extremely nervous. You could see his red face, he couldn't handle himself close to you. You sit on the table with one leg, showing the whole tigh*

You- I want to see you playing.

Hanzo- I'm...not that good! *he laughs*

You- So...*you put the drink down* You're not busy?

Hanzo- No...?

*You stand up with a lip smile approaching him slowly*

You- This time, Hanzo...I'm not letting you go. *More you approaches, more he move away* Are you scared of me?

Hanzo- No...! *Yes*

*You grab his tie gently pulling him to you while walking backwards to the table sitting on; you pull him much closer to you*

You- Do something, Shimada...*You slowly open your legs letting him stay I'm between* I know you want to try.

Hanzo- M-my apologizes...! I don't think we...! *You grab a drink that actually was from Cassidy, you smelled and was a pure whiskey* Y/n...?

You- I think you need to loosen up a bit *you give him the glass* You're too nervous.

Hanzo- Bu-but...! *You take your finger to his lips*

You- You trust me?

Hanzo- *sighs* I...I do.

You- So why you're so afraid?

Hanzo- I'm unsure of that, y/n...

You- Unsure? Why?

Hanzo- We work together, right? This is...professional.

You- But right now we're in a party...there's nothing professional here.

Hanzo- But still in Overwatch's presence.

You- Are you scared of them?

Hanzo- I'm scared to something happen to you.

*You look at him for a sec...that was damn cute*

You- But you only care like that?

Hanzo- What you mean?

You- *smirk shrugging shoulders* Ah...well, we're friends... you're not scared if something happens to me anyway?

Hanzo- Of course I do! But relationships make everything harder.

*He wasn't wrong; have a significant other in the middle of a war makes everything harder, indeed. But...and now?*

You- Yeah...you're right. *You fix his tie and sighs a little disappointed* I'm sorry...I drank too much.

Hanzo- You like me, I can see that... *He hold your hands, still nervous, you could feel his hands sweat* I like you too, y/n...a lot. I could give you the world, peace, anything you want and need. But...I'm a mess.

You- It's ok be a mess *you smiled pulling his closer again and wrap your legs around his waist* I'm not perfect either.

Hanzo- *blush and chuckle trying not to invade your too much of your body* I don't think I could do that.

You- What?

Hanzo- Date.

You- Why's that? *You play with his hair In front of his face*

Hanzo- I...I don't know nothing about it.

You- I can teach you...actually, we learn together. Haven't you kissed before?

Hanzo- Never...is so embarrassing...! *He hide his face on his hands in frustration*

You- It's ok...Han, look at me. *you hold his hands* It's ok. I kissed like...three times. That doesn't prove how mature we are.

Hanzo- Is just... I don't know, doesn't suit me. Dating, kisses...*he struggles* Sex and etc.

You- *laughs* Suit? Love doesn't "suit" someone, dummy... It just happens. We lived a life with only one purpose; obey and make your father accept you. Did you ever lived, Han?

Hanzo- I only survive and serve Shimada as I should.

You- Your mother didn't teach you nothing about love?

Hanzo- My...my mom? *He reacts surprised, you always cared about his mother even never ever met her* My mother...she...yes, she taught us a few things about it. My father used to say that is useless...he wasn't a bad man, it was just business.

You- You grow up like him and Genji like your mother. *Now you hold his face caressing* You got to open up, Han...to stop being so lonely and sad.

Hanzo- My future Is write with my brother's blood, y/n... I'm under redemption.

You- I thought you have forgiven yourself.

Hanzo- Is...a hard path.

You- Yes, it is. You didn't let Zenyatta help you *smiles*

Hanzo- I won't take lessons from a omnic!

You- You only care about his metallic appearance? *You voice became cold*

Hanzo- He's a robot...

You- With soul, conscious and...dreams. Like us.

Hanzo- Honestly? I do prefer you to guide me.

You- Me? *laughs in suprise* Why? I'm no monk!

Hanzo- But you're a wise woman *now his hands finally rest over your thighs* And you make me...peaceful. And I like you.

You- Oh, Hanzo...*laughs blushing* You're finally opening up!

Hanzo- I have no escape *he laugh looking at the locked door* Do I?

You- No. Never. *You smile holding his face again* Is funny how you used to run away from me.

Hanzo- I had escape so...my body always act with panic around you *laughs* Still does. I feel nervous, you're a amazing woman...beautiful, strong, smart and so confident! What man resist you? I'm sure you have a lot of dating suggestions.

You- And I don't want any of them. I want you.

Hanzo- Why me? I murder my brother, I have a life full of disgrace.

You- But I'm seeing the Hanzo Shimada now, not the old one. You past dosen't matter anymore and it won't define who you are now. You changed, Han! You're new!

Hanzo- Not the man in the mirror. It looks the same.

You- You expect to change haircut and color? *both laughs* Mirror doesn't show inside. Does it?

Hanzo- No...*he chuckle looking away*

You- It won't change the outside. Appearance dosen't matter. Now... *you grant his tie again* Let's at least a little bit of fun.

Hanzo- *sighs and blush* I don't know how to this "fun"...

You- I'll start and you only...follow the rythm. *you kissed close to his lips*

*Hanzo looked at you for a sec, look down to your lips and moving to your exposed chest. He grab the glass of whiskey drinking in one sip, you laugh in suprise noticing that he was ready to try out*

*His hands slowly caress your thighs, feeling his breath heaviest and harder to control. He always liked your legs...his greastest weakness. You let him take his time, and you liked it...the slow sensation that makes you wish him more and more. It was just delicious. His hand went up to your waist pressing with his strong hands, for a man that uses a arrow and bow...got some firm fingers. That makes you release a small groan, what makes him look at you kind shocked..."I did that?", he thought with himself. It was pleasant to his ears. Slowly he explores your body, the body he always looked by accident, so attracted, is like a spell each time he looked. The body he always simp for. He tried to controlled his wishes; the wishes that didn't "suit" him, but when you start to untie his tie...oh boy*

Hanzo- Dammit...! *He steps away and you look at him confused* I can't!

You- But...it was going so well, Hanzo! I'm losing my patient...!

Hanzo- If...! If you want to have sex with someone, go outside and pick it! I can't! *He raise his voice in frustration*

*You looked down at him noticing the pants volume*

You- You get turned on and get scared of it?

Hanzo- No...! Yes! Ah fuck! *He sits in a chair, you get surprised by his curse word* I don't know...dosen't look me. Dosen't look right!

You- Right...I got a plan B.

Hanzo- What?

You- Come here.

Hanzo- ...Why? What are you doing? *he looked confused*

You- I said; come here.

*He stands up awkward and going to you again*

Hanzo- What...? *he saw you smiling*

You- Yeah... I have to be the bad girl, right?

Hanzo- Bad...? *He cleans throat, for some reason that turns him on more* Bad girl?

You- On your knee, Han... *He do it not understanding shit* Oh my god...you're a submissive.

Hanzo- Wait wait wait! *Before he stands up you put you leg on his shoulder* Well...ok.

You- *laughs* Hanzo... makes sense. Your whole life you've being obeying everyone. Ask me what I want...

Hanzo- *swallow dry* What you want? Tell me... *You felt surprised from the last words...he wanted it*

You- I want you to make me turned on...

*His mind key turned to another behave...he gets up holding both of your thights and pulling more against him making you shiver, cause you could feel his volume against your intimate. In a blink of a eye, you were turned on with success. He attack your neck, all the wishes he hold it back, now was time to release...because it was that what you demanded. His hands grab your waist positioning his thumbs on your groins. What a strong hand, uh? You hug him not holding yourself in rub over his volume, making both starts to exchange heavy breath and small groans. He help you, pulling you and now gluing you with his pelvis, also lift more your dress letting your whole bottom naked, only wearing a small lingerie (because of the tight dress) and your high heels. You rub yourself against his intimate starting to reach the maximus excitement, you grab his hair moaning close to his ear while he grab your ass helping you with the rubbing section*

Hanzo- What you want now...? *His breath voice invade your ear making you shivers and make a louder moan* Are you satisfied?

You- Aw please, make me come...! *you whining now make him shiver his whole body*

Hanzo- Fuck...! I need...! *He growls grinding teeth* I need to take it off...! It's so fucking uncomfortable...!

You- Do it...! Do it! *You immediately take your hands to his belt* I told you it was a good thing...! *you laughs while Hanzo grabbed other lost drink on the pool table and drinking it*

*One glass of whiskey and one glass of his left sake, that hits immediately.*

Hanzo- How I do that...? *He let you take his crushed genital out of his underwear, making him groans louder of relief* Ooh that's so good...! *he shivers feeling your touch on his hard dick*

You- Imagine...your dick being swallowed by a tight warm whole...! *You slowly starts to masturbate him*

Hanzo- Ah...! *He became whining curving his torso a little*

You- You want me to go faster? *You gently kiss his lips and he agreed* You've never touched yourself before?

Hanzo- Is...! Something...recently! *He tries to hold the loud moans stucked on his throat* Is something new...!

You- Bscause of...? *You smiles accelerating the movements*

Hanzo- You! Fuck...! *He looked down making him more blush and turned up* You make me so fucking horny...!

You- When was the first time?

Hanzo- When you literally sat on my lap... *He starts to gave up in holding the moans* I...! I had too...! Oh fuck...

You- Good to know... tell me more. *You smile starting to get satisfy*

Hanzo- Other times was just... fantasy...!

You- And how did you imagine me? *you laughed bitten your lips*

Hanzo- Oh fuck! *He felt the apex coming*

You- Tell me, Shimada *You were ready to torture him a little bit*

Hanzo- Just bouncing on my fucking...lap! Oh! Kuso...! *He gave a loud moan rolling his eyes and movement his hips on spams* Aww fuc...! Ah yeah...! *he smiled*

*The cum was in your whole dress, it would be hard to pretend but...who cares.*

You- *chuckles* You like it? *You started again, but his dick was to sensitive yet making his squirm and became whining* You need more?

Hanzo- I need...! I need you! Oh fuck! Wait...! Ah! *He grabbed your ass mistreating with his strong hands* Stop...! Wait! Ah! Again! *You could see tears on his eyes of so much pleasure* Aww...! Y/n!

You- Hmm? Said it again?

Hanzo- Y/n...! You did this to me...! *he chuckle* I'm fucking crying...

You- That's normal... *You hold his face finally given him his first kiss*

*Hanzo immediately understood how it works and insert his tongue to the kiss. His hands went to your thin lance panties literally ripping and throwing away. You smile between the kiss feeling he ready to introduce his cock on you, you helped him a little. Hanzo put the head first, what makes already gasp and you feel how rigid, pulsating and thick it was making you blush and groan a little*

Hanzo- Talk to me... *He looked down and hold you waist hard*

You- Fill me all... *You smile and he thrust everything making you scream and hug him tightly* AW! Fuck...! Yes! *He started to move making the whole table shake*

*Hanzo was full of pleasure, couldn't even speak and just moan loud. He didn't knew how good it was, his conscious was focus in the rhythm, only. Didn't take too long for you notice that he was ready to cum again, he slowed down that to take it off*

You- No... I said fill me!

*Hanzo smiled looking at your inserting everything on you again like a punch, making you scream again*

Hanzo- Would turn around for me right after? *He started to penetrate again, now slower and inserting every millicent of his dick inside of you, you shivers in every deep penetration*

You- Right...after...?! *You moan grabbing his arms tightly* Hanzo...!

Hanzo- *chuckle* You like me going deep, uh?

You- Aw shit...! Yeah!

*He accelerates the movements making open your mouth of pleasure, you could feel your eyey tearing. Fast, strong and deep penetrations. You could hear the moist noise and body colliding making you reach your top. You hugged him cumming, but he didn't stop there and you could only starts to whiny and cry*

You- HAN...! Oh God...! *You felt it coming again* Oh fuck! Fuckfuckfuck!

*After you cumming again, he could feel your body totally stunned, he pick you up and turned you around laying you on the table what it was completely watered with your stick discharged of pleasure mixed with both cum. He penetrate now fitting his hands perfectly on your hip and pulling you against him every movement...fast, strong and deep. The table move shaked even more and you? Totally surrendered. Hanzo cum beautifully, he could hold it after you cum twice. It came...perfectly. The cum hit him in a way that makes him lose himself for a second.

Hanzo- ...! Oh fuck...! *He roll his eyes with his torso falling in your direction* Holy shit...! *he whinny with tearing eyes too*

*His legs are shaking and his body begging for a little more... he makes small movements inside you feeling his deliciously sensitive cock. He spasms again hitting a orgasm that was still holded, hitting him again to the paradise. You could only moan loud against the green table, feeling your pussy completely destroyed and soaked. He stayed there for one minute to take the breath again and get his conscious back*

Hanzo- Oh...*he chuckled tearing* What was that...?!

You- Aww...*You whiny and he step away* That was your first time...? Are you sure?

Hanzo- *laughs sitting down on the chair close there* Yeah...I trained a little bit.

You- I can't move...

Hanzo- I'm so sorry...*He gets up and helping you to stand up, pull down your dress* You're ok?

You- *You smiled all messed up feeling your legs weak* Is being a long time...

Hanzo- *He laughed blushing feeling proud of himself* A long time? *He put back the underwear and pants back*

You- Yeah...*You talk slowly like it was drunk* It has being a long time that I don't get fucked...

Hanzo- Yeah? *He smirk in front of you while you lean on the table* It was good?

You- *laughs* This is not you first time...it can't be. You fucking hold it...

Hanzo- Yeah, It wasn't easy. But I'm a trained man. *Laughs and hold your waist* Sorry about the panties.

You- I'm not gonna need that today...*You lean your forehead against his chest* Aw Hanzo...Fuck you, man.

Hanzo- *He laughs out loud* You're welcome and I already get fucked. Hey...*He hold your face making you look at him* I love you.

*You eyes wide open feelings everything shivers, but this time, it was happiness. He saw how surprised and in shock you were, he just chuckled giving you a sweet kiss on the lips*

You- I love you too...but how are we gonna look like that there?

Hanzo- Well...it's being...*he look at the clock on his wrist* Almost 2 hours in M.IA...They may know at this point.

*He helped you to fix your hair, make up and clean your dress. Both went out to the principal room and everything LITERALLY stop everything they were doing to look at you guys with a smile*

Hanzo-....The room wasn't soundproofed? *He whispers feeling his face burning*

You- ...*You looked at him* Wasn't?

Genji- MY BROTHER LOST HIS VIRGINITY!

*Everybody cheers with Genji and Hanzo only could hide his face with his hand, you couldn't stop laughing*

Ana- *laughing and approaches holding you both hands* I'm sorry, we could hear just a little bit, but don't be ashamed! We're more than sure that...it was...pleasant. *she smirk*

You- Ana...! *You blush hard and she laughs*

*You and Ana hear cheering from the boys and they were literally throwing him in the air*

Hanzo- STOP! Y/N! ANA! HELP!

Boys- One! Two! He's a big boy! One! two! He's a big boy!

Ana- *chuckles* Are you going to marry him?

You- Of course *smiles*

Ana- *She looks at your wet dress* He finished outside, right?

You- ....did what?

Ana- *Raise her eyebrows*

You- Ah...oh! *You laughed nervously*

Ana- Y/n! *She stay in shock*

You- If! If I get pregnant, I'll accept!

Ana- And he?

You- *sighs* He would definitely accept. He said that he loves me *smile and blush*

Ana- *sigh and smiles* Well...you both are adults. But if you get pregnant, marry!

You- *laughs* Okey dokey! *You look at Hanzo that still was being tortured by the fellas* Do we rescue him?

Ana- Noo...let them. *both laughs*

Brigitte- GIRL! *She ran on the high heels to you and others girls following her* TELL US EVERYTHING!

You- What...?! Everything?!

Ana- Huhu... ok, girls behave.

Mei- It was good? Let's make a girls night!

Tracer- How it was?! Is big?! Is good?! DID YOU CU-

Ana- Lena! *laughs* Let her breath!

You- I'm not gonna answer if he's big! *laughs* Stop it! And yes...I did. Three or four times...?

Tracer- FOUR TIMES?! *Brigitte he had mouth* HMMMM!!~

Niran- Did he make love or sex? *appears behind you*

You- What the hell you're doing here, Niran? *laughs*

Niran- Girls niiight ~

Brigitte- Let's go home NOW!

Mei- Girls night?

Angela- Girls night?! *on the back* Did someone said girls night?

Ana- Women night! Let's go! .

Art by: I tried so much to find... I swear :")

[froggibus]

Roadtrip - Overwatch Boys

Includes: Cassidy, Genji, Hanzo, Baptiste, Lucio & Mauga

Genre: fluff, some crack lol

Summary: take a summer roadtrip with your favorite OW man

CW: irresponsible/reckless driving, cops (Cassidy's), drinking (not while driving I promise), Genji slander, camping, very fun summer vibes w this one

This is part of my Summer Suntacular event, come check it out!

Cassidy:

definitely takes you through the midwest somewhere

insists on driving the whole way but its ok cause he has an insane sense of direction

like knows every road and shortcut like the back of his hand

tries to pretend like he doesn’t like your music but ends up singing along

loves stopping in old local diners

at least once the owner of a bar recognizes him and reminds him that he’s banned for life

and somehow he ends up talking the owner into letting you guys stay??

only drinks black coffee and pretends like he enjoys it

you forced him to try an overly sweet 6$ coffee one time and now he insists on stopping for one in every town

pretends to obey traffic laws but speeds whenever you’re on a backroad

a cop tries to pull him over and suddenly he turns into Max Verstappen and is offroading through a random field to lose them

“what the fuck is happening”

“I’m winnin’.”

you guys get takeout and eat it on the tailgate of his truck

stops at any bar that advertises live music 

will sing all the words all dorky to you and try to get you to dance with him

wants to stay on the road with you forever

Genji:

do not let this man drive he can’t drive for shit

wants to go somewhere neither of you have been before, but doesn’t really have a solid plan

matcha lattes at EVERY stop

you camp rather than stay in a hotel cause he never got to as a kid

like he’s never even tried a s’more or had a campfire before

chooses the most beautiful campsites ever with pretty beaches

neither of you can figure out how to set up the tent so you end up piling the blankets and pillows in your car and sleeping in the trunk

it’s surprisingly cozy though

also he totally winds up cuddling you for warmth

takes SO MANY pictures 

insists on using a paper map because he wants a more “authentic” feel 

results in you guys getting lost in the woods at least once

picks up handcrafted flavoured marshmallows at literally every gas station you stop at so he can make different kinds of s'mores

some of the flavours get wild too—like maple bacon or banana split

weirdly good at roadtrip games

brings his Switch or something so he can play Pokemon while you drive + names the ones he catches after the models of nearby cars

you end up staying on the trip way longer than intended because you guys have so much fun

Hanzo:

has a meticulously planned schedule of where you’ll visit and when

wants to take you through the Japanese countryside, maybe stop at a beach or two

very careful driver 

has a Nissan Versa that he babies and refuses to let you eat inside of (though if you bat your eyes at him enough, he’ll give in)

brings a polaroid camera so he can take pictures of all the beautiful sites

keeps the polaroids in a little folder tucked into the glovebox

refuses to get fast food and insists on stopping at cute local cafes

has packed for literally every possible occasion in only one tiny bag

you ask him to stop so you can buy something weird and obscure and he just so happens to have it

“I really wish I had Shrek 2 on DVD right now”

“check the glovebox”

???

has a soft spot for roadside fruit stands and had to stop at every single one to buy stuff 

the whole trunk is filled with fruit. there’s no escape

lets you play whatever music you like and will have your favourite songs memorized by the end of the trip

prefers experiences to souvenirs, but if you buy him a keychain or something he’ll treasure it forever

Baptiste:

annoyingly slow driver

everyone is passing you guys

has a pretty solid plan of where he wants to go but he’s open to feedback

has an immaculate sense for choosing the best local restaurants

always wants to try the most niche food combos he can find—like deep fried milk

needs to have his water bottle, an energy drink and a fun drink or else he can’t drive

wears sunscreen in the car and stops every few hours to reapply

cringes at your driving no matter how you drive and definitely gives you at least one (1) lecture about the dangers of speeding

loves tourist traps and wants to stop at every one you pass

insists on getting those dorky commemorative t-shirts from said tourist attractions so that the two of you can match

loves salt water taffy and looks for fun weird flavours wherever you find them

his entire centre console ends up being FULL of them by the end of the trip

he has the ac in the car on full blast to the point you’re shivering

not big on taking pictures but loves videos—he has about a thousand of the two of you trying new fun drinks and snacks

it’s been so long since he was able to be on the road without worrying about Talon—and he never wants to go back

Lucio:

nobody is more fun than him on a road trip

has a super fun car that he’s souped up and decorated to hell

the car has window tint so dark that you can’t see into it

does not obey traffic laws. you’re getting so many tickets, im sorry

buys those window markers so the two of you can draw on them when you’re bored

chooses the music and probably has a thirty hour long meticulously curated playlist

car singalongs all day

drinks so many energy drinks you’re surprised his heart still works

wants to stop in every single town to try their local specialties 

doesn’t really have a solid plan or anything, just wants to hit the road and see where you end up

wears increasingly goofy disguises when going out in public

“omg is that Lucio?”

“where?”

gets dragged into performing at least one impromptu concert somewhere

takes turns driving with you so the other can rest and reads out gossip articles about himself to entertain you

every hotel you stay in is a different gimmick and he goes crazy for it. the sillier the better

posts cute pictures of the two of you on his insta and is always taking candids

wants to make your roadtrip an annual thing

Mauga:

insists on taking his big ass Jeep that he refers to as “Little Betty” and refuses to let anyone else drive ‘her’ 

completely reckless driver too

drives with one hand on the wheel, music way too loud, the windows down even when you’re going like 110

he lets you pick the music as long as its upbeat 

constantly drinking some weird protein shake 

absolutely no plan of where he wants to go, just wants to hit up some nice beaches

has all of your stuff crammed in the back so high that you couldn’t possibly see out of the back window

drives in the sluttiest skimpiest tank top ever 

wants to try all the local cocktails and party in every town you stop in

gets drunk and becomes best friends with everyone he meets

needs to collect a Hawaiian print shirt in every place you stop in to commemorate the occasion

wants more than anything to teach you how to surf

he stops at every beach you pass and BEGS you to try it out

either wants to sleep in a five star hotel or on the beach with no shelter. there is no inbetween

takes one awkward blurry picture of the two of you throughout the entire trip and puts it in his wallet

Summer Suntacular | Masterlist | Overwatch Masterlist

(if you enjoy content like this, interactions go a long way! comments, likes & rbs are always greatly appreciated ^-^ !!)

[nori-writes]

If They Accidentally Injured You

Cole Cassidy x Reader

Hanzo Shimada x Reader

Summary: How they’d react if they accidentally injured you on a mission.

W/C: 400+

This is kinda shit, so have fun reading LMAO. I don’t think I proof read it, might have and I don’t remember. I just felt bad for not posting for a hot minute. I’m working on some Cassidy angst too. I have no idea when it’ll be done but look out for it <3

Masterlist

Cole Cassidy

Personally, I think it’d take him a while to forgive himself.

His hand had slipped on the field and despite his typically good handle on his peacekeeper, it had slipped from his grasp and in his attempts to grab it, it shot into your heel.

Immediately after he had processed what happened he ran to you in a panic asking and making sure that you were okay.

He made sure to wrap it up before proceeding with anything.

While doing this all you could hear were countless apologies falling out of his mouth.

You had to reassure him that you were okay and that things happen sometimes.

Thankfully it had only shot you in the foot, he wouldn’t have been able to forgive himself had it shot you anywhere fatal.

While it was healing if you ever needed assistance getting around he was more than happy to aid.

Even though it only shot you in the foot he still has so much guilt.

It takes so much convincing him, weeks, months, after the fact to let him know that accidents happen and that you're okay and forgive him for it.

After a lot of convincing he drops it.

Still, everytime he sees the scar that he left a sour look comes to his face, knowing it could’ve been avoided with something as simple as a better grip.

Hanzo Shimada

He doesn’t forgive himself even after time and time of trying to convince him that you’re okay.

Poor baby’s first thought when he accidentally pierced your shoulder with his arrow was Genji. He already hurt one person close to him, he wasn’t ready for another.

As soon as he heard you let out a sound of pain from his arrow he dropped his bow and ran to you as fast as his legs could take him.

Thankfully someone else had taken out the last guy so he was safe to care for you where you were.

He asked if you were okay while telling you it was better to leave the arrow in for the time being until the two of you got back to the base where someone more qualified could tend to it.

While it’s healing he pampers you to make sure that you’re okay, always asking if you need anything.

You have to constantly tell him that you’re okay and that it was a simple mistake and that all that mattered was the fact that you were ok.

Like I said earlier, he doesn’t let it go, he doesn’t forgive himself.

He gets so upset when he sees the scar that he left with his bow.

But even so, he’s glad you’re okay.

[carmensbrain]

Hello! Can you do female reader x Hanzo fluff <3 maybe a first kiss kind of thing hehe.

Ahhhhh my wife!! (≧∇≦)

I love writing about shut off people opening up (me fr)🎀

Contains- fluff, tooth rotting fluff even (˶˘ ³˘(´͈ ᵕ `͈˶) but also… ANGST ARGGGG!

Rating- E for every brain!

Warnings- none

Authors notes- the reader is in overwatch btw!

Fic starts below cut!

♡ Hanzo has never been one for love like Genji was. He watched him live his numerous teen romances from afar, a yearning feeling resting in his soul as he grew older.

♡ Upon meeting you he begun feeling different, his hard shelled exterior faltering when you smiled, laughed, spoke, or even looked his way. He pushed the warmth that brushed across his cheeks down in order to focus on his missions, that’s what he told himself at least.

♡ He wanted to shut you out, push you as far away as possible to keep you safe, it was all for you. He didn’t want to burden you with the weight of his sins, his mistakes, his grief.

♡ Despite his frigid exterior you pushed on, pulling him closer whenever he pushed away. He felt angry with you at one point, condemning you for your stubbornness.

“Why must you be so persistent? I do not want you to worry yourself with my heart.”

He asked, voice echoing throughout the empty training facility. He glared at you from afar, heart aching as he spoke. He wanted to let you in, to let himself become soft, to let himself breathe, but he felt undeserving of that privilege.

In his eyes he was a monster, a body that only knew violence, a soul that couldn’t be mended.

He didn’t care to hear your response, he wouldn’t have believed what you said anyway, he left the facility with heavy steps. You managed to catch up with him as he left the locker room, hand grasping his tightly as you begged him to listen to you for a moment.

“Please… just let me show you what love can be”

You pleaded, hands cupping his. Your soft skin was warm against his calloused palms. He couldn’t bring himself to look at you, his gaze locked into the floor.

“I can’t do this to you, please give me up. You will only get hurt”

He said sternly, subtly pulling his hands from yours with the chill on his skin returning. He just wanted you to walk away, to leave him to be long like he deserved, but you wouldn’t let him go, not this time.

Placing a hand on his cheek, facial hair pricking the smooth surface of your fingers, you turned his head to face you. Your gentleness sent aching pains into his chest, cracking at his exterior like you did every moment he saw you.

“Please just leave…”

He pleads, leaning into your touch while he begged for it to cease. The way you looked at him, the way your gentleness never wavered even when he treated you like a nuisance, the way you didn’t give up on him, it all was far too much.

Tears prickled at his eyes as he found your gaze. He saw only love in your eyes, a passion that burned through the metal cage he built to keep everyone out.

“You know I won’t do that Hanzo..”

You whispered, leaning closer to show you ment it, forehead pressing against his while a familiar heat fell over his cheeks, he welcomed it this time.

Silently he tilted his head so his lips could meet yours, experimental and scared as you reciprocated him. He could’ve sworn that he was dreaming, that this would all fade away and he’d be alone again but it was your touch that reminded him that this was real, that he was real, that he was a human, that he could be loved.

[d1strxct]

Will you by any chance write a pt2 to that one fic where Cassidy tickles reader for stealing his hat. I know Hanzo wanted to tickle them after. Thanks!

𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐭. 𝟐

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

an: thank you so much for the request! i love writing for hanzo he’s so skgjskdkd. i really liked writing this one so i hope it’s to your liking. if not, i can always try to rewrite it. thanks again 🫶

link to part 1 is here!

“Can I help you?” You asked with an eyebrow raised.

Hanzo narrowed his eyes at you with a small smirk. “I need to get my revenge too for your little stunt.” He made a move of stepping towards you and your head shot up at him.

“Nuh-uh! Absolutely not!” You pushed yourself up with the little strength you had left and ran back down the hall.

You were purely exhausted from your latest tickle attack and your body ached as you ran. Your stomach hurt from laughing so much and your head was woozy from standing up too fast. Still, you couldn’t help the anticipatory smile forming on your face. He wasn’t seriously going to tickle you after what he had witnessed you go through, right?

You decided to risk running into a wall or someone else to look behind you. You couldn’t actually hear the ninja behind you, but you blamed it on years of him having stealth experience. You peeked over your shoulder and slowed your pace when you noticed Hanzo was nowhere to be found. You stopped running completely and caught your breath, looking into the different rooms to see if he was in one of them.

You checked behind every door and peeked into every window. Even though it got you some weird stares from other teammates, you didn’t care. An uneasy feeling crashed over you upon realizing that Hanzo was making this a waiting game. He was going to watch you unravel in paranoia and anxiousness, and then find the perfect moment to strike.

You made your way back into the lounge area and glanced around suspiciously. Nothing seemed to be out of place and there were no ninjas that seemed to be lurking. Grabbing your phone off the couch, you decided you would go back to your room for the night and crash. It was getting dark outside and you were thoroughly exhausted.

As you trudged down the corridor, a cold shiver crept down your spine when you passed Hanzo’s room. You could almost see the bitter aura glowing from the cracks in his door. The thought of the door opening, a hand gripping yours and pulling you in, your laughter being heard from miles away, made you quicken your pace. You were almost jogging down the hall at this point. Eventually, you arrived at your room and after washing up for bed, you easily fell asleep.

You awoke to the sound of birds chirping outside of your window and opened your eyes. You let your eyes adjust to the light and sleepily rose out of bed. After throwing on an outfit, you left your room and made your way to the kitchen. You had forgotten about yesterday's events until a certain voice could be heard somewhere down the hall. Your eyes widened and you felt a slight blush form on your face.

When you entered the kitchen, you saw Hanzo standing at the counter with his back facing you and making coffee. A few Overwatch members were sitting at the table and you silently joined them. You saw Cole sitting there as well and chose to sit in the chair farthest from him. You sat next to Ana and she gave you a warm smile before going back to her business.

Cole noticed you sitting away from him and he chuckled, a smirk forming on his mouth.

“Mornin’, Y/N. Why do ya look so tense?”

You could kill him right now. The teasing tone in his voice made you narrow your eyes and stick your tongue out at him. Your name being called out got the attention of Hanzo and he turned around, a coffee mug in his hand. You didn’t dare make eye contact with him and you squirmed in your seat.

“I’m- I’m not tense. Just tired.”

Cole snickered at your blatant lie and went back to eating his breakfast. Hanzo, however, mocked confusion and decided to mess with you a bit.

“Tired? Are you sure something isn’t bothering you?”

You glared at him from across the room and saw the tiniest smirk evident on his lips. At that moment, Ana had placed a plate of food in front of you. You sighed in relief as you now had an excuse not to speak to him. You thanked Ana for breakfast and instantly started eating. You felt Hanzo’s eyes staring into you as you ate and decided to peek up at him.

You shuddered at the expression on his face. Your eyes met his and they practically glowed with revenge. His sadistic smirk grew into a grin and you twitched. You heard a faint tapping sound and averted your gaze toward his hand. Hanzo was teasingly tapping his fingers against the countertop and you almost let out a gasp. The bastard was taunting you! You felt your cheeks grow warm and whipped your head back to your plate. You heard Hanzo chuckle and walk out of the kitchen.

Once you finished your breakfast, you quickly washed your plate and continued with your daily activities. You did some training with other people, had a meeting about a future mission, and spent time doing your own hobbies. You made sure to steer clear of Hanzo and always kept your distance. Every time you saw him, he would be staring at you with a bitter and teasing expression. You would quickly walk in the other direction or stay close to someone else in case he decided it was time to get his revenge.

By nightfall, Hanzo had done nothing but tease you the entire day. If you happened to be close to him, he would wiggle his fingers nonchalantly and pretend he wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary. His finger tapping on any surface made you flinch. Each time he would tease you, you had to almost cover your mouth to not let a nervous smile form.

Others noticed your red face throughout the day and asked if you felt okay. You would give Hanzo a death glare before turning back to them and telling them you felt fine. They would shrug it off and return to their work. Hanzo would only snicker and grin devilishly.

The next day was no different. You were growing paranoid and anticipated Hanzo to be in every room you walked into. His continuous teasing made you nervous every time you saw him. He would always act like he was going to do something, but never did. It drove you out of your mind.

You found yourself sitting on the couch in the lounge area again with Lena and Lucio. Lena was on your right and Lucio was relaxing on the sofa. You all were watching a documentary on the television when Hanzo wandered in. This caught the attention of Lena and she perked up, averting her gaze away from the screen.

“Oh, Hiya Hanzo! Would you like to watch this with us?”

You froze in your spot at the name and slowly turned your head to look at him. You internally groaned at Lena’s offer, knowing Hanzo would accept it. Lucio looked over and nodded with a smile before he continued watching the show. You fidgeted with your hands while you waited for a response.

“Hmm, sure.”

“You can sit next to Y/N! We’re watching a true-crime documentary.”

You gave Lena a glare that she didn’t notice before whipping your head back to Hanzo. He had that dumb smirk on his face and nodded his head, marching towards the couch. You silently prayed to whatever was out there to keep you safe right now. As Hanzo sat down, you slowly inched away from him and leaned into Lena’s side of the couch.

You hugged your knees to your chest and gave a few glances toward Hanzo every few minutes. You could feel your heart beating in your chest and tried not to let yet another nervous smile grow. Hanzo sat with one leg crossed over another, his arm resting on the armrest. He seemed to not pay any attention to you, so you brought yourself back to the show and distracted your mind.

A little while later, you were completely engulfed in the documentary and almost forgot Hanzo was sitting right next to you. It wasn’t until he let out a small noise that you remembered. You glanced at him with your head still facing the screen and saw he was clearing his throat.

“Excuse me. I seem to have a tickle in my throat.”

You went motionless and stared into the television, but this time you weren’t watching the show. You tensed as he said the word and felt your face heat up. Lena and Lucio didn’t say anything and kept their focus on the screen. Your mind seemed to be racing a hundred miles a minute. You could’ve sworn he emphasized the word and you tried not to squirm.

This time, you paid close attention to his movements. His teasing made you unable to focus on anything else and you became suspicious of anything he did. You almost flinched as he raised his hand up to put it behind his head. Sparring him a glance, you saw he had a shit-eating grin spread across his face and you internally grumbled.

Not even a few minutes later, you saw Hanzo’s fingers snaking toward your side. Your eyes widened and you gulped. You didn’t know whether to make an escape or stay still. Surely he wouldn’t do anything in front of the others, right? You didn’t want to test that theory. When his fingers started wiggling and inching closer, you accidentally let out a shriek and jumped.

Lena and Lucio both turned their heads toward you and had worried but confused expressions on their faces. Hanzo’s hand swiftly retreated into his lap and he tried not to snicker.

“Are you alright?” Lucio asked, worry evident in his tone.

You quickly leaped off the couch and nodded your head, a wobbly smile on your face.

“Y-yes, I’m fine! I just… have to use the bathroom!”

You excused yourself and left the room. You mentally cursed yourself for drawing so much attention toward you. You also cursed Hanzo for taunting you like that, especially when other people were around. A blush formed across your cheeks and you narrowed your eyes at him before you power-walked back to your room.

Over the course of the next few days, Hanzo had done nothing but tease you relentlessly. You would catch him wiggling his fingers in your direction, finding ways to add the word ‘tickle’ into his sentences, and always having that stupid grin on his face. He was driving you crazy with his taunting and you couldn’t seem to catch a break.

Today you had a training session, and after you put your activewear on, you made your way down to the training area. You were supposed to be training with Brigitte today, and you were more than excited to hang out with her.

When you got to the training room, you noticed she was nowhere to be found. A few other members were scattered around the area and you saw Jack standing a couple feet away. After scanning the room one more time for your partner, you marched over to the soldier.

“Excuse me, Morrison. Where is Brigitte?”

Jack turned around at hearing your voice and gave a small smile.

“She’s not feeling too well right now. We rearranged your schedule, so you’ll be training with Hanzo instead.”

At that moment, the eldest Shimada walked into the room, bow and arrow on his back. Speak of the devil. Your eyes widened and you went pale. You gave Jack a slow nod and slowly turned around. You made yourself a note to stop by Brig’s room later today and check up on her. Hanzo noticed you standing next to Jack and smirked. He started making his way over to where you stood and internally sighed.

“Ah, I assume Morrison told you we’re partners today.”

You narrowed your eyes at him and spoke bitterly, trying not to let your nerves show in your voice.

“Yeah. So don’t try anything.”

Hanzo just grinned and nodded his head towards another door.

“We’ll be training in there today. Let’s go.”

You silently followed him into another room, which contained a few practice dummies and some target stands. It was empty besides you and Hanzo, which made you feel slightly uneasy. You tried your best to stay calm and told yourself it was only a training session.

You looked between the targets and Hanzo, assuming you were practicing with weapons today. Hanzo said nothing, but you could tell he was up to no good by the mischievous glint in his eyes. You watched as he rose his hand up and reached behind his back, grabbing his bow.

“What’s wrong Y/N? I’m not bothering you, am I?”

His playful tone made you clench your jaw. You narrowed your eyes at him and rose a brow, pointing an accusatory finger at his figure.

“You know what you’re doing, Shimada. No funny business here.”

The first thirty minutes went by rather quickly. The two of you spent the time doing weapons training. Although you were on edge the entire time, you did have to admit you had a bit of fun. There were almost twenty minutes of the session left and you noticed Hanzo was getting bored of shooting his arrows repeatedly.

You, however, didn’t want weapons training to end. If Hanzo decided he was done, the two of you would have to switch to sparring. You almost blushed at the thought of how that would go for you. So, you tried to make yourself look focused and busy. You held your weapon up and aimed it at the target, getting ready to fire.

As soon as you were about to pull the trigger, a pair of hands squeezed your sides. You shrieked and accidentally fired, completely missing the target. Your eyes widened and you whipped around to see Hanzo standing in front of you. His eyes screamed playful mischief and you went pale.

“H-Hanzo! What the hell was that for?”

You knew exactly what it was for. And you also knew he was going to get his revenge now. Hanzo said nothing and only smirked, taking small steps toward you. You swiftly set your weapon down and tried to make a break for it, for the door was only ten feet away. You ran to the door and heard Hanzo’s footsteps behind you. Right before you could grab the handle, an arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you back.

You shrieked as you were tackled to the floor. Hanzo quickly gathered your wrists in one of his hands and held them above your head. He settled on top of your legs and stared at you with vengeful eyes. You tried to yank your arms free but his strength didn’t even compare to yours. A blush appeared on your cheeks and an anticipatory smile took formed on your lips.

“W-wait! Wahahait! Please, Hahahanzo!”

He smirked as you fell into a fit of giggles before he even did anything.

“Why are you laughing so much? I haven’t even touched you.”

You just shook your head and let giggles continue to slip out. You threw out some more pleas, but it didn’t seem to change his mind. You nervously looked at Hanzo and felt butterflies at the way he towered over you. Hanzo’s free hand came down and rested on top of your stomach.

“You used me as bait and I had to suffer your consequences. So now you will suffer mine.”

Hanzo instantly started scribbling his fingers all over your stomach and you screeched before falling into loud giggling. His fingers were in a claw shape and no spot on your stomach went untouched. You were honestly surprised by how good he was at this. With how self-isolating and cold he is, it came as a shock that he seemed so skilled. You assumed it was because of his younger self; the little kid who had play fights with Genji.

“Nahahaha! P-plehehease, Ihihihi’m sohorry.”

Hanzo chuckled and shook his head. He continued with his scribbling and added a few pokes to both of your sides. You squeaked at each poke and tried to squirm away from his fingers. Your arms kept trying to pull themselves down, but it was inevitable. His fingers found a sweet spot on your lower side and you let out a yell before loud laughter escaped you.

“It’s too late for any apologies now, Y/N.”

You barely heard him over your laughter and you squeezed your eyes shut. Hanzo’s hand traveled higher to your ribs and he prodded at them. Your back arched and your legs kicked out, a huge smile on your face. Hanzo smirked down at you, your cackling working as a power source for his tickling.

“Lehehehet me gohoho! H-HAHAnzohoho!”

Hanzo went back and forth between scribbling your ribs and squeezing them, never letting you get used to one sensation. He noticed the scribbling made your laughter lighter and more bubbly. Your nose would scrunch up and your eyes crinkled. Squeezing them, however, made your laughter more lively and much deeper. Your legs would kick out and your back arched. It was definitely a sight to see.

“You should really work on this sensitivity” Hanzo started, squeezing the sides of your ribs. “You never know when someone will use it against you in battle.”

You squealed and teetered on the edge of silent laughter. You shook your head from side to side and stomped your feet against the ground. You never thought he would be able to bring you to hysterics with only one hand. You feared what he could do with both of them. Hanzo squeezed your ribs deeper and your laughter went silent.

After a mere twenty seconds of pulling you in and out of silent cackling, he stopped tickling your ribs altogether. You gasped for air and fell into a fit of residual giggles. Hanzo chuckled and let you catch your breath before walking his fingers back to your stomach. His fingers snaked under your shirt and drew tiny patterns on your bare skin. You sucked in a breath through your teeth and let out airy giggles.

“I don’t think I’ve ever met someone as ticklish as you.”

His teasing made you blush and you hid your face in your arm. He noticed you trying to hide and tutted before quickly squeezing your side. You yelped and did your best to glare at him, but it wasn’t too threatening with the big smile on your face.

“Nohoho more. I-Ihihi learned my lessohohon.”

Hanzo stared at you and continued his lazy tracing on your stomach. You had to look away in embarrassment and a few more giggles slipped out. He took a good look at you and hummed in thought.

“How do I know you’re not lying? How do I know you won’t betray me again?”

You rolled your eyes at his dramatics and tried your best to come up with an excuse.

“Oh please. I know you enjoyed that little moment with the cowboy.”

Hanzo’s eyes widened at your bold statement and you swore you saw a faint blush appear on his cheeks. His tracing on your stomach stopped and he stared you dead in the eyes. He narrowed his eyes and knitted his eyebrows. There was an awkward silence in the air now. You giggled innocently and knew you were in a lot of trouble.

Hanzo said nothing and, in only a matter of seconds, you were a squealing mess on the floor. He immediately let go of your hands and shoved both of his under your arms. You screamed and your arms crashed down by your sides. You squealed and cackled as his fingers dug into your skin without mercy. You threw your head back, writhing below him.

“OKAHAHAY! I’m sohohorry! I’m sohohohohorry!”

Hanzo ignored your plea and quickly skittered his fingers in your armpits. You were in hysterics and felt tears forming in your eyes. Your cheeks felt sore and your stomach ached from laughing so hard.

“Hmm. It seems like my hands are trapped. Lift your arms.”

You shook your head and kept your arms by your sides. You knew he was teasing you and it was evident in his tone.

“IHIHI- Ihihi cahahahan’t! Stohohop tickling mehehe!”

Hanzo huffed in amusement and stopped moving his fingers, letting them rest underneath your arms. You panted and greedily gulped in the air.

“I can’t remove my hands, Y/N. You have to raise your arms to let them out.”

Again, you shook your head and let out nervous giggles. If you raised your arms, you were positive he would keep tickling you. He could easily pull his hands out if he really wanted to. You groaned through your giggles and thought carefully about your options. It was either raise your arms and get tickled, or don’t raise your arms and still get tickled.

Hanzo had an impatient look on his face and flexed his fingers. You yelped at the feeling and giggled before peering at him with a nervous look.

“Okahay okay! Noho more tickling though.”

Hanzo nodded with a smirk and waited for you to lift your arms. You looked at him with uncertainty and after a few more anxious giggles, you slowly raised your arms. You squirmed nervously and watched him closely. To your surprise, he actually removed his arms and settled them on either side of you. You sighed in relief and brought your arms down to rest on your torso.

“Try anything like that again and I won’t be so lenient next time.”

You blushed and quickly nodded your head. Hanzo got off of your waist and stood in front of you, watching as you curled into a ball. He held his hand out to help you up and you looked at him before accepting his offer. Your head spun as you stood up and your body ached. A yawn forced its way out of you and Hanzo chuckled.

“We’re done with training for today, so you can leave now.”

You nodded your head and slowly walked over to where you left your weapon unattended on the ground. As you picked up your weapon, you glanced at Hanzo again and smirked. Hanzo was grabbing his arrows and placing them back in the quiver.

“Y’know, you never said you didn’t like being tickled by Cole.”

Hanzo stopped dead in his tracks and whipped his head around to glare at you.

“Do you want round two?”

You giggled cheekily and quickly shook your head. Before Hanzo could try anything else, you were already on your way out the door and left the training arena. You grinned to yourself as you decided you were going to tell the cowboy about your newfound discovery.

[odditycircus-2002]

Mortal Kombat Masterlist (Updated)

Warning: I wrote a lot with Shang Tsung and Baraka. Also heavily features Medusa!Reader.

Old Era:

Medusa!Reader x Shang Tsung I

Medusa!Reader x Shang Tsung II

Medusa!Reader x Shang Tsung Aftermath

Shang Tsung's Death

Medusa!Reader Intro Walk, Friendship, Fatalities, etc

Medusa!Reader Intros I

Medusa!Reader Intros II

Revenant Reader x Shang Tsung

Some NSFW Headcannon with Shang Tsung with Medusa!Reader

Snake in the Garden

Saudade

New Era:

The Masked Medicine Woman

Medusa!Reader Story Mode I

Medusa!Reader Story Mode II

Medusa!Reader Story Mode III

Medusa!Reader Story Mode IV

Medusa!Reader Story Mode V

Medusa!Reader Story Mode VI

Medusa!Reader Story Mode VII

Medusa!Reader! Story Mode VIII

Medusa!Reader Story Mode IX

Medusa!Reader Story Mode X

Medusa!Reader Story Mode XI

Medusa!Reader Story Mode XII

Medusa!Reader Story Mode Ending

Medusa!Reader and Syzoth Platonic Headcannons

Shedding Season (Featuring Platonic Syzoth)

Holiday Fun🎄

Thanksgiving🦃

Peeping Tom 😳😳😳

Medusa!Reader Loves Chocolate

What If feat.Medusa!Reader I

What If feat.Medusa!Reader II

What If Feat. Medusa!Reader III

Why Baraka?

Some NSFW H/Cs between Medusa!Reader and Baraka

When Baraka saw You grow Wings

ANGST WITH BARAKA AND MEDUSA!READER

Medusa!Reader Eating

MK1 Intros I

Mk1 Intros II

MK1 Intros III

MK1 Intros IV

You're Beautiful (Mk1 Shang Tsung x Medusa!Reader)

Requests (Currently Closed)

(Includes both the Old Era and New Era)

🥵- Nsfw

Pet Store

Ashrah

Aesthete

Baraka

One Night (Baraka x Medusa!Reader)

Erron Black

Morrigan Reader

Fujin

"The Voice" Fujin x Reader

Kabal

Morrigan Reader

Kenshi Takahashi

Morrigan Reader

Kitana

MK1 Kitana x Female Reader

Scorpion (Hanzo Hasashi)

Mk11 Scorpion with shy s/o

Quan-Chi's Daughter Reader X Scorpion Nsfw and Sfw🥵

Widow (Quan-chi's Daughter Reader x Scorpion)

Quan-chi's Daughter x Scorpion starting a family

King and Queen

Shang Tsung

Valentine's Day with Shang Tsung💕💕💕🥵

NSFW Shang Tsung HCs🥵

Perfect Gentleman

Syzoth

Aesthete

Quan-Chi

A Terrifying Love

Eternally Loyal

Da Rules:

The characters I'm willing to write for are the men AND women of Mortal Kombat. This includes from MK9 to MK1 as that's what I am most familiar with.

I'm writing fics and h/cs, you'll have to be specific about what you want otherwise I'm choosing. No refunds!

I'm willing to write nsfw h/cs and fics.

Please be specific of what character and scenario you want, more details the better. Also the amount of characters you can request at a time is FIVE.

I will NOT, I repeat, NOT write anything that makes me uncomfortable such as sexual assault, waterworks, pedophilia, and obvious stuff like that.

Also I’m sticking with “X reader” content cause I know that best!

[youngststark]

"x Reader" playlists on Spotify!

So, I've made a few playlists on spotify (based on my personal tastes) for my favorite characters for when I'm reading fics, and I have decided to share with you guys because y'all might like it.

They're all "x Reader" based and I'll sort them out by fandom.

My Hero Academia:

- Katsuki Bakugou

- Shouta Aizawa

- Enji Todoroki

- Tomura Shigaraki

Jujutsu Kaisen:

- Suguru Geto

- Satoru Gojo

- Ryomen Sukuna

- Toji Fushiguro

Genshin Impact:

- Wriothesley

- Zhongli

- Kaveh

- Diluc

- Itto

Bungou Stray Dogs:

- Osamu Dazai

- Chuuya Nakahara

- Yukichi Fukuzawa

- Ryuunosuke Akutagawa

- Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Twisted Wonderland:

- Idia Shroud

- Malleus Draconia

- Jade Leech

- Jack Howl

Honkai: Star Rail:

- Jing Yuan

- Dr. Ratio

- Sampo Koski

- Boothill

- Gallagher

Black Clover:

- Nozel Silva

- Zora Ideale

- Yami Sukehiro (WIP)

Baldur's Gate 3:

- Halsin (NSFW)

- Halsin (Fluff/Angsty)

- Gale

Obey Me!:

- Diavolo

- Beelzebub

Overwatch:

- Reinhardt Wilhelm

- Jamison Fawkes (Junkrat)

- Hanzo Shimada

- Jack Morrison (Soldier 76)

[apocalypseafic]

🫶💯🗣️ JOHNSHI COMMUNITY, COME HITHER

If you are into tooth-rooting FLUFF and fun please read my new fic about Johnshi and them having a ~ romantic dance ~ 😈🫶