#vampire hunter mccree

[yandereaffections]

Overwatch Masterlist

Jesse Mccree

Naga Jesse

Scary Movies + Male S/o

Werewolf Jesse

S/o always making him Food for when he returns 

Soft life HC

“Miss Honeys Escape Attempt” BEFORE

Male Dinner worker Teasing Mccree

Curvy S/o trying to lose weigh

“Miss Honey Escape Attempt” AFTER

S/o avoiding Jesse cause he shares the same name as their brother

Stalking a ex-MMA fighter

Animal Tamer S/o threatening Mccree with a Tiger

Attempting to poison Mccree

Stripper S/o

Harpy S/o broke her wing

Cuddly S/o

Tsundere Smol Chubby S/o

S/os got a fat ass

S/o with separation anxiety

Flustered Touch starved S/o

Gender neutral S/o not feeling good about their appearance  

S/o refusing to wear glasses cause they dont want to look at their captor

Sensitive s/o who crys alot

Dealing with S/os stalker

S/o trying to kill themselves with jesses gun when he threatens them

S/o whos good at the Knife game

Happy drunk S/o

Soft headcannons

Threatening jesse with his own gun

Cheering jesse up after a stressful day

Painting his weapon

S/o whos prone to accidents 

S/o screams “dad dont hurt me” when jesse attempts to kidnap them

Overwatch S/o who works with seduction and espionage 

claustrophobic s/o

Asking Jesse out on a date

Mermaid S/o

Confident s/o who gets flustered when they compliment them

Autistic S/o who stimms alot

Genji flirting with Mccrees S/o

Torture

Hanzo Shimada

Finding out S/os Pregnant

Witnessing Genjis Murder

Healer S/o

Punk/Goth S/o

S/o getting a nosebleed from watching Hanzo workout

Too Pure for this world S/o

S/o who can Heal with a kiss

Naga Hanzo

S/o whos Protective of Naga Hanzo

Naga S/o

Someone else taking advantage and leaving S/o to die

Creep trying to look underneath S/os Skirt

‘Stupid’ S/p

Vampire Hanzo with a S/o who faints when bloods taken

S/o with Chaotic Energy

Vampire Hanzo w/ Vampire Hunter S/o

People pleaser S/o ends up hurting themselves

Expressing affection in other ways besides cuddling

Dragon S/o

Finding Drunk S/o in a casino

S/o wearing a Choker with his name on it

Yandere S/o coming up to his door covered in blood

S/o whos fine with Yandere Tendencies 

S/o uncomfortable around her family

S/o begging for Mcdonalds

Dragons HC

Attractive yet Oblivious S/o

Sneaky S/o Surprise hugging him

Comforting S/o after failing a test

S/o terrified from something theyve seen

Sneaky S/o Surprising him, ends up moaning

Stopping from S/os rival sabatoging their Ice Skating Preformance

S/os scared of bugs

S/o caring everyone but themselves 

Expert insulting s/o

S/o threatening to kill the man who stole their dog

Poly Han/Jess with a S/o who threatens those who try to court them 

touch starved hesitant S/o

Naga S/o saying “snakes dont have a gag reflex”

Captive S/o refusing to take medicine for their migraine 

Insomniac S/o having to cuddle hanzo to fall alseep

Goblin S/o

Comforting Hanzo after a bad day

S/o dressing as the opposite gender to trick people

Smol S/o who wants to be crushed by hanzo

S/o getting ready to fight cause they heard genji on the roof

Dragons biting hanzo when he tries to touch S/o

S/o whos pregnant with triplets 

Bodybuilder s/o

After sex cuddles 

S/o who already has a kid

S/o whos hazy with little to no sleep

Homeless S/o who making their living off of street performances 

Genji Shimada

Scared S/o will get hurt during a mission

Pissed off S/o

Gore + Torture TW

Vampire Genji

Silly S/o who could Surprise gengi

S/o making a book all about their love for him

Crush falling asleep on his lap

Comforting S/o out of their previous relationship

S/os whos dramatic for attention

Sticking a dozen valentines stickers on his metal body

Blind S/o

Yokai S/o

Washed up Mermaid S/o

Curvy Confident S/o 

Getting a weapon maker S/o attention

Cute S/o who attracts bugs and scary animals

Sharpshooter s/o joining overwatch just to spend more time with genji

Unpredictable angry s/o

Roadhog

Petite S/o

Junkrat

Headcannons

Clingy S/o

Sick S/o

Reaper

Werewolf Reaper

Werewolf + Vampire Hybrid Reaper

House wife S/o

Waitress Crush

Scary movies

Halloween Date

Reinhardt

Headcannons

‘Big Dumbass Energy’ S/o

Werewolf S/o who turns out to transform into a puppy

Medic s/o

Overwatch receptionist S/o

Widowmaker

Advancing towards a Enemy S/o

Mercy

Spoiling S/o

Poly mercy/sombra w/ defiant s/o

Headcannons

Moria

S/o that works with Moria

Sombra

Poly mercy/sombra w/ defiant s/o 

D.VA

Pro gamer crush taking her #1 spot

Brigitte

Headcannons (female reader)

Lucio

Headcannons

Soldier 76

S/o wearing a lolita dress (male reader)

Ana Amari

“Isn’t this better―you not fighting me for once?”

Poly Mchanzo

Poly Han/Jess with a S/o who threatens those who try to court them 

Jesse Mccree

Spanking S/o and having them wear lingerie 

S/o whos embarrassed cause theyre quick to cum 

Orgasm control & Mirror Kink w/ Male S/o 

Hanzo

Getting handsy in a store out of jealousy NS FW-ish

Getting hanzo to wear lingerie 

Briggit

Loving her muscles NS FW

[luckycl0ve]

halloween themed doodles from this week

[solivar]

I’m going to drop this here again: written about this time last year for the McHanzo Big Bang Monster Mash.

Aka the one where Jesse McCree is a mercenary hexenjaeger for hire, Hanzo Shimada is a concerned big brother trying to rescue his idiot kid brother from the cult he ran off to join with his latest crush, and there are way more vampires than at least one of them expected.

If you like what you read, maybe throw a penny in the tip jar?: https://ko-fi.com/nagaina

[alexiela73]

More Caught by Moonlight pleaase!!! (Yes i am greedy) :3

Caught By Moonlight: Chapter 13

McCree’s POV

The five of them split up as they neared the castle. It was unlike one McCree had ever seen, but so was this world. It was sterile and cold, with no signs of life. Of course, Jesse knew that the Manananggal made nests in dimensions but to have one here in the between world….

This world was dangerous, Jesse knew. It was a step between life and death, and if they died here, their souls would forever be trapped to live among an empty plains, unable to leave. Unable to move on.

Perhaps Jesse didn’t believe in God, but he believed in a better place after death. And this sure as hell was not it.

As Jesse and Hanzo neared, Jesse could see that the castle was actually in the middle of a massive canyon. Looking down, the two could only see so far down, the canyon growing darker and darker. From what they could see, there were many small bridges made from dirt and rock that reached between the castle and the outside walls of the cavern, all at different levels and sides of the structure.

After a moment, Hanzo pointed at one bridge that was perhaps fifty feet down, but not too far away. “There’s a door at the other end of that one,” he says after a moment. “Most of the others have holes. I assume that the Manananggal don’t use doors, so I would think the doors a bit safer.”

A slow grin lit Jesse’s face as he shoved down the unease growing in him. “Nice observation, Shimada. There’s only one bridge that’s level with us now and the others will have to use it. The bridges all look awfully small,” Jesse said, rubbing his chin in thought.

What neither of them said was how small they really were. There was at least sixty feet between the castle and the sides of the canyon, but the bridges were dangerously thin in the middle. Would they be able to hold them?

“Should I…?” Hanzo trailed off in question after a moment, turning his head slightly to look at Jesse. His eyes seemed to change, becoming bright blue and cat like.

Biting down on the toothpick between his teeth, Jesse knew that if Hanzo transformed now that surely everyone would learn of their presence, if they didn’t know already. This already felt like a trap: but Jesse couldn’t afford to lose this opportunity.

No, Jesse had been looking for Zenyatta for a long time. If McCree didn’t do this now, it might be his last chance to take the bastard down.

“Nah,” Jesse said after a moment, before reaching onto his belt. He’d taken some precautions and brought a long rope with him, which had been on his belt. “Thanks, darlin’, but its too risky. We’ll just have to scale the wall. It isn’t too far down.”

Hanzo didn’t seem particularly excited about the idea, Jesse took from his expression, but Jesse knew that he’d follow him no matter what. Now all there was to do was find something to tie it to..

“I’ll hold the rope and lower you down,” Hanzo said, taking the end of the rope and wrapped it around his arm and hand four times each. “I’ll make it down after without the rope.“

Jesse blinked in surprise, before raising an eyebrow. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, buttercup, but I‘m not exactly light,” he chuckled, though he wondered if his odd partner meant it.

A scowl that Jesse both knew and loved covered Hanzo’s face, but the demon walked closer. Dangerously close, their arms grazing as Hanzo slid the rope through the loops of Jesse’s belt and began to tie it.

Jesse didn’t know when he’d fallen for this strange man, but he sure as hell loved him.  “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, ‘buttercup’, but I’m not your average demon,” Hanzo said, surprising Jesse by the tenderness in his eyes. It always caught him by surprise though, when Hanzo showed even the barest feeling or vulnerability with him.

Before he could ask, Hanzo turned away and dug his feet into the ground a few feet from the edge. “Hurry. We don’t have any time to waste,” Hanzo says crisply, returning to the demon he knew so well.

Pausing, Jesse knew the man was right. “Fine. But if you drop me, I’ll friggin sing the whole damn mission. I know how you love Romeo and Juliet by Taylor Swift,” Jesse chuckled, and smirked at the vicious glare the demon gave him.

For a moment, he was almost scared.

Giving the rope one last tug to make sure it was strong, Jesse began to lower himself over the side of the cliff. He couldn’t help the nudge of panic as he looked down at the endless abyss below, but Hanzo had tied the rope securely and as promised, he didn’t so much as budge when taking on Jesse’s weight.

Jesse lowered himself carefully, the walls around him having little to no places for his footing. No where that would hold him…how Hanzo planned to get down, he didn’t know, but the demon always had a way. 

It seemed like forever, but only a minute or so later Jesse’s foot felt something solid below him. Peeking down, it was most certainly the bridge. He let out a deep breath, and decided that heights…might not be his thing after all.

“I’m all good, darlin’,” he called up in a hushed voice, before turning to look at the bridge.

Not only was the middle thin, but the bridge itself was narrow. They’d have to go one at a time, Jesse thought and grimaced. If it broke on one of them, the two would be a goner…

The rope suddenly went slack around his waist and Jesse looked up…just in time to catch Hanzo in his arms with a loud grunt and a snarl, barely managing to keep his balance. Hanzo was shocking light, though the impact still sent a shock through his legs.

“What the hell was that?” he growled, but he was relieved that he’d at least caught the demon instead of a worse fate.

The demon didn’t even have the grace to look apologetic as he shrugged, neither of them speaking for a moment as Jesse kept him in his arms. “I don’t want to talk about it,” he said finally, grimacing. He didn’t want to admit he’d slipped, nor did he like the fact that Jesse would likely compare him later to a damsel in distress.

He would have badgered Hanzo but the sound of wings flapping in the distance caused him to freeze. “Damn it…we need to get across now. Quickly…but it won’t hold us both,” he growled, putting Hanzo down on his feet.

The archer took a moment to study the bridge, considering the options. McCree kept glancing at the sky, knowing they only had minutes before more Manananggal arrived to fly to their nests.

“You go first, McCree. I’ll keep the rope tied to my arm-If you slip, I will not let you fall. I promise,” Hanzo said at last, looking at McCree with a serious expression.

The plan seemed correct, but Jesse broke the bridge on his way over….Hanzo would have no way over. “What if-” Jesse started.

“Now, McCree. We don’t have time,” Hanzo hissed, shoving his shoulder lightly and Jesse took a step away from the wall, away from the thickest part of the bridge. 

Swallowing hard, Jesse was much too aware of the tapering bridge, of the fact that it would be all too easy to fall. Was there a bottom, he wondered? Was it so deep and dark that the rest of the Manananggal hid down there?

It was a struggle to focus on moving his feet forward, but somehow he managed as he pushed himself to continue across. Each step was careful, one foot in front of the other. He could feel Hanzo’s eyes on him, could tell that the demon was tense. Would this be a success?

As Jesse made it close to the middle, he felt the world waver in his mind. The bridge was so narrow now that he had to put one foot in front of another. It was like walking on a thicker tight rope, but one that might break any second. He heard the sound of tiny rocks falling off as he shuffled, his arms held out at his side.

“You are doing good, Jesse. Almost there,” Hanzo encouraged, his eyes scanning the skies and his mouth tightened as he saw the black specks in the distance. “But could you…hurry a bit more?”

“Yes, Hanzo. Just let me skip across!” Jesse said sarcastically. “Because this is so damn easy. Would you just-”

A cry cut him off and Jesse’s head whipped around. There was one, probably that had come from a hole above. It had spotted him on the bridge, its eyes glowing red with hunger and bloodlust. They were still as ugly as he remembered, too.

It dove toward him, moving faster then he had thought they could move. In that second, Jesse’s panic got the better of him and he immediately leapt forward, bounding across the bridge in long, rough steps. The worry of falling was still there, but so was the worry of his face being ripped off.

Just as he made it to a thicker part of the bridge, the Manananggal was upon him. Jesse saw the flash of its claws, saw the glimmer of blood and teeth, even as he ran  desperately for the wall only a few feet ahead of him.

The rope tightened before going slack, and the impact of the creature never occurred. Jesse’s hand closed on the knob of the door, twisting and ripping the door open. The adrenaline was pounding through his blood, his heart racing a hundred miles per hour and he stepped in the dark, feeling temporarily safe.

Turning, Jesse was about to call back to Hanzo to hurry across, that he would cover him. Except Hanzo was standing where Jesse had been only two moments before, a dagger driven into the chest of the Manananggal. Claws had ripped into Hanzo’s shoulders and Hanzo’s other hand held an arrow that was buried deep into the eye of the creature.

Blood streamed down Hanzo’s muscles, and it seemed the two were almost frozen. And then the Manananggal’s body started to twitch and spasm, and Hanzo managed to push it off.

Jesse saw it fall away, fall back into the chasm and disappear into the darkness below. Immediately he lunged, even as he saw Hanzo sway, just managing to catch his arm and drag the demon into his arms. 

Pulling back toward the door, he half carried Hanzo through and sat him against the wall, leaving the door open as he crouched beside him. “Hanzo! Hanzo, answer me, buttercup,” Jesse said, panicked as he tried to look at the wounds on his shoulders.

The gouges from the claws looked deep, but Jesse had a hard time seeing more with the lack of light. Little scared the cowboy, but the moment he’d turned and seen Hanzo like that…it spooked him pretty bad. 

A hand took Jesse’s trembling one, and in the dim light he jaw Hanzo lift his head. “I’m fine, Jesse,” Hanzo said gently. “Don’t fret. Just give me a minute or two to heal.” Hanzo’s voice sounded so normal, like nothing had happened.

“But your wounds-” Jesse started.

“Jesse,” Hanzo cut him off. “I am fine. I promise. It will be healed within a few minutes, or mostly healed. It will take much for then some little Manananggal to kill me.”

The barest smile lifted Hanzo’s lips as he looked up at Jesse. “You sound so worried, cowboy,” Hanzo murmured, before pressing a soft kiss to Jesse’s hand briefly.

Taking a deep breath, Jesse managed to push down the terror he’d felt. Hanzo was okay...he hadn’t realized how he would react to such a thing. Hanzo almost never got injured: no one ever got close enough, his skills usually defying logic. And yet, without even a second thought Hanzo ran between Jesse and the Manananggal.

After a moment, Jesse’s face scrunched up and he scowled. “You’re damn stupid,” he mutters, getting up and turning his back on him. He didn’t like being weak in front of the demon, to show that something really did frighten him.

“A thank you would have sufficed,” Hanzo says, but after a second he’s pushing himself up onto his feet. “Lets get moving, shall we?”

It wasn’t safe to stay here, he knew. Light wasn’t an option either, Jesse knew, so he’d have to rely on Hanzo to guide him through the pitch black. Only the demon could see in the dark, and neither could afford running into anymore...unwanted company.

Taking one last look at the wounds, he saw that Hanzo was right. They were already beginning to close up, and at worst might leave a nasty scar. The Shimada’s are much more powerful then Jesse had originally thought, he pondered.

Using the rope, Jesse help on and let Hanzo begin to lead them. They needed no words- the two were so used to going on missions together that they often knew how these situations worked out before they were even in them.

Finally within the castle walls, the two began their journeys into the depths of the Manananggal nest, hopeful for their success.

[soveryradical]

blizzard is giving me everything i want with the vampire/hunter skins

[corgiteatime]

Blizzard, you are a fucking tease

[galaxyghostx]

Quick McDoodle of the long haired boi

[ppamelaisley]

Forgot to post this here. My overwatch fanart I drew in the year of our lord 2022

[angstandhappiness]

OMG He looks fantastic!

We need a vampire slayer McCree 

[tj3star]

Old drawings I found in my sketchbook (´▽｀)

[hunahuna-un]

Full version on pillowfort. (It doesn’t really show much, but I don’t trust tumblr anymore.) - Vampzo for life! ♥ Wanted something more fluffy, and Jesse enjoying bein' bitten. ^////^

This one is from last year, around halloween (doh). Friend was supposed to color it and I never ended up posting it, but I thought I'd post it now, it's been sitting long enough. 

[solivar]

Dear Me,

You are not going to write a goddamned Vampire Hunter McCree saga in which the charming and beautiful heir to the Shimada-gumi multinational zaibatsu hires the eponymous main character to rescue his reckless idiot younger brother from the cult he has rashly run off to join with his newest fling before someone realizes who he is and starts blackmailing the family, only to discover that said cult is actually a nest of vampires seeking a healthy young body in which to reincarnate the disembodied soul of their thousand-year-old founder who was inconveniently reduced to ash. You are not going to do that. You are certainly not going to have said cult discover the bounty of having TWO healthy young bodies in which to accomplish this feat. YOU ARE NOT. There will be no charging to the rescue, desperate efforts to avoid succumbing to bloodlust, or heroic self-sacrifice for the sake of one’s beloved. DAMMIT.

Fucking plotbunnies,

Me myself and I 

[alexiela73]

I hope I’m not adding too much to your request pile, but I love Caught By Moonlight! If you don’t already have a request for the next part I’ll throw mine in!

No no, your fine :D Gotta ask that people forgive if I shove my favorite ship in here though! >.

Caught By Moonlight Chapter 10

McCree’s POV

The brawls went well, and as usual McCree won every last one of them. It was increasingly rare that he didn’t win, but there was a reason the supernatural world hated him so much. It was because he wasn’t a man who lost by nature.

Jesse McCree was a gambler, a gambler of money and luck, who deliberately took on challenges bigger then himself. And surprisingly, he usually came out on top, too.

Walking out of the arena, Jesse was soaked with sweat and he could feel the sore muscles where some of the beasts had managed to land a blow on him. It was exhilarating to him when there was a foe who actually took a little effort. McCree relished having a real challenge, one that would make him work for his win.

Jesse felt the air move around him as something was tossed his way. He didn’t see it, but he caught it in his hand and looked down at the frilly pink towel. “Couldn’t find one in a better color?” Jesse asked sourly.

“It suits you,” said a voice dryly, and Jesse looked up at his comrade, giving him a dirty look.

There stood a creature that looked like a man, but with skin that was a deep gray, and white eyes that glowed dimly. He wore a white robe that left half his torso bare, and a bow hung over his shoulder. A large tattoo covered his arm, from his wrist all the way up over part of his chest. There were markings on his face, and white fangs delicately peeked out from between his lips.

This was no man, but a dragon demon. He was the last dragon of his kind, supposedly, though he told Jesse that it was only a matter of time before his kind was wiped clean. Jesse didn’t much like the supernatural community, but something about his friend here had drawn him in. Jesse didn’t want to admit it but he rather cared for the demon, more then he should.

“Always a peach, aren’t you, Hanzo,” Jesse asked dryly, wiping at his face with the towel. “How ‘bout we go get ourselves a drink, eh? Celebrate our victory here. I’ll even pay,” Jesse offered.

Hanzo gave Jesse a sharp look. “Of course you’ll pay, fool. I have been paying for your drinks for the last two weeks,” Hanzo said, voice an irritated growl and he rubbed a hand across his face. “I don’t know why I still follow you.”

“Because you loveeeee me,” Jesse coo’s, and he can almost see Hanzo start bristling. It was so easy to ruffle Hanzo’s feathers, and it was likely one of the many things he enjoyed about the man. Though sometimes, he wished he was right about things like this.

Hanzo was about to respond but seemed to pause, turning away to look off toward the doors that separated the brawlers from the hundreds of people who came just to watch these silly games. After a moment, the door opened and three people walked in.

Grimacing, Hanzo moved back a bit, not at all comfortable in the small confines of this room they were in that the brawlers usually started in before entering the arena. It was much more difficult to move or fight in, and perhaps that’s why it had been built this small. Jesse also knew that Hanzo felt cornered, and that he was more likely to lash out if everyone was in here too long.

Jesse gave the three a quick over and winced.

The first one that caught Jesse’s attention was the cute blonde at the front, and he wasn’t sure if he should smile or run. “Mercy,” Jesse said, leaning against a wooden pole a feet behind him. “Nice to see you, darlin’. What brings you here?”

The witch smiled, and Jesse thought it looked a little sad. “We’re here on business, Jesse. As much as I want to sit and chat with you about your lack of self-preservation, this is quite important,” she said, glancing over at Hanzo with what looked like curious interest.

“It is, eh?” Jesse murmured, before turning his attention to the other two. Both were werewolves, Jesse could tell immediately. Strange as it sounded, there was a kind of aura around some creatures that was immediately recognizable. That and the two kind of smelled like wet dog.

One of them though, Jesse realized as he narrowed his eyes and stepped closer, seemed familiar... “Oh, no,” Jesse said, glaring over at Gabriel. “What the hell is he doing here, Mercy? Did he come here for round two?”

“Jesse, please. I wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t important-” Mercy said desperately, but McCree was shaking his head, determined not to listen to whatever these two had to tell him. 

Gabriel glared back at Jesse. “Look, pal, I’m not happy to be here either but we need your help-” Gabriel started, but Jesse cut him off with a hand up.

“No. I am not helping you with whatever crap you’ve gotten yourself into. I am not helping you do shit-” Jesse said, glaring angrily before turning and grabbing his bag. “C’mon, Hanzo. Lets get out of here and get them winnings of ours.”

The two started to leave the confines of the room, and the pale haired werewolf was obviously giving a look at Gabriel. As Jesse started to pass, Gabriel grabbed his arm in a firm grip and Jesse was ready to punch him.

Except suddenly Gabriel was slammed against the wall, and there Hanzo was with a claw wrapped around his throat. Smoke slowly left Hanzo’s lips, and his features had turned into a snarl. “If you lay a hand on him again, I will tear you apart,” Hanzo hisses, eyes a deep red that McCree had only seen once or twice in his time. 

When Gabriel’s eyes opened, they were that of an animals, and full of rage. “Just you try-” Gabriel snarls, looking ready to pick a fight.

But Jesse took Hanzo’s wrist gently. Looking at McCree, Hanzo’s grip on Gabriel slowly loosened and he let his arm drop, McCree’s hand still holding onto him. “There’s no need to spill blood,” McCree said softly. He could see Angela in out of the corner of his eye, and he knew that out of everyone, the last thing he wanted to do was scare her.

Even if the damned wolf did deserve to be torn in half.

Turning, McCree crossed his arms. “Look, we’re going to go get a drink. Mercy, you can come with us. Your dogs though need to wait outside, like good pets,” Jesse said sarcastically, and now both wolves were starting to growl furiously.

Mercy looked between all of them. The last thing she was wanting was for a big fight to break out. “Okay,” she said gently. “Okay. That's fine, lets just...lets just go. We’re short for time, Jesse. I’m begging you to hear me out.”

Out of everyone here, other then Hanzo, Mercy was someone he had a sweet spot for. That witch has nursed him back to health so many times, he couldn’t even count them on his fingers. Mercy never failed to help him out when he needed it, and while a lot of the time she acted like a personal doctor, handing out advice on how to not almost die, Jesse kind of thought of her in a sisterly manner.

“Fine,” Jesse said, pulling his shirt on over his head that he’d pulled out of his bag. “Lets go. Hanzo, you too.”

Hanzo’s eyes were still locked with Gabriel’s, but finally he turned away and followed as Mercy and McCree headed out the door. Distantly behind him, Jesse could hear the unknown wolf speak for the first time. 

“Jesus, what did you do to piss the guy off?” he asked, voice a bit faint.

There was a grunt from Gabriel. “Made a bet. He lost. Stole his girlfriend from him a little over a decade ago, and the man’s been a bit pissy about it ever since,” Gabriel said nonchalantly.

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Mercy stared at Jesse over the table, her glass of water cupped in between her hands as she looked nervously between the two. After giving as short an explanation as she could, Jesse could see that she herself was a little worried about what he would decide.

Jesse could feel Hanzo’s stare, knowing that the demon automatically would have said no. Not for a stranger the two didn’t even know, and certainly not for two insolent wolves who couldn’t get their lives together.

But for Mercy, Jesse was considering it. And in truth, this was something serious to thing about. Jesse had been hunting down Zenyatta for a long time, and now that he knew how extensive the problem was getting with him...well, it made it all the more important to take him down as soon as possible.

Except with that nest of Manananggal. With a huge nest like that, and in such a place as the between world...it would be too risky for the two to take them down alone. But with help like these two werewolves and a witch as strong as Mercy..... there was a fighting chance. Yes, the three of them were there for the human girl, but Jesse’s job included helping the innocent. In the end, they would all be able to help each other out.

“Fine, we’ll help,” Jesse said, and could feel the waves of disapproval coming off of Hanzo. “On the condition that the three of you will help us kill Zenyatta. From the sounds of it, the Manananggal alpha was likely killed and Zenyatta replaced it. If he dies, there’s a good chance the rest will die off without him. But either way, what Zenyatta is doing is breaking some of our most sacred laws. He has to die.”

The look on Mercy’s face told Jesse that she did not like this request. Which he understood, because she was a witch who believed all life was sacred. But Jesse knew that Mercy would also agree, because the pain he has caused others was so overwhelming that letting him live would be too risky.

“I agree,” Mercy says softly, before taking a long gulp of her water. “We need to leave, preferably in the next hour. Y/n has been without water and food for too long, and if we wait much longer, Zenyatta might have already destroyed her by then.”

Jesse nodded, pulling his long coat on and fixing the collar. “Meet me outside, would you, darlin’? I need to go load up my guns. Got a stash upstairs. We’ll head out right away,” Jesse said, pressing a kiss to Mercy’s cheek.

Before Jesse could walk away, Angela took his hand. “Hey...Jesse? I just...I wanted to thank you. And I want you to know its okay if you can’t do this,” Angela said. Jesse knew what she must be worried about- she was worried she was asking him to go to his death here. But Jesse had no plans on dying anytime soon. 

“I’m not backin’ out, Angie. We’ll kill Zenyatta, get the girl out and I’ll be back here drinking by tomorrow morning,” Jesse said, giving her an encouraging smile, before watching her nod slowly and walk out of the bar.

There was a moment of silence, before Jesse flipped out his wallet and placed three gold coins on the table. Enough to pay for the drinks and more. Finally, Jesse turned to Hanzo, giving him a look that said he was ready for the demon to let loose on him about his disapproval for going with these strangers.

Instead, Hanzo turned. “If you die, stupid man, I won’t forgive you,” Hanzo growls and walks toward the stairs that lead up to the small room they were using here above the bar. 

Blinking, Jesse had to wonder for a moment if Hanzo was genuinely concerned about him. The thought put an almost goofy grin on his face as he trudged after the demon. “Aww, shucks. Don’t worry, buttercup. With you at my back, there’s no way we can lose,” Jesse said, knowing they’ve faced some pretty tough odds before but always made it out.

“Don’t call me buttercup,” Hanzo growls, but he turns on the stairs, almost causing Jesse to collide against him. “This better be worth it, Jesse,” Hanzo said sharply.

Leaning up on his tip toes, Jesse brushed a kiss across the demons soft lips. “It always is,” Jesse said with a chuckle, before the two went upstairs to load up on guns and anything else they might need. 

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Halloween Icon Set 3/5 - Hanzo & McCree

Set 1/5 - Ana, Junkrat, & Roadhog

Set 2/5 - Reaper & Soldier 76

These’re all free to use (just give credit where credit’s due).

'Course, I don’t say no to tips.

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The Vampire and The Hunter

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// Yes hi. I may or may not be working on a vampire Au for Ashe. Oops.