A more Mccree-centric post this time, coz you know i was dying to draw him proudly bringing a dead bird to feed his family
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A more Mccree-centric post this time, coz you know i was dying to draw him proudly bringing a dead bird to feed his family
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"Leave." An arrow pulled back, his glare almost stone cold, filled with the upmost hatred and sincerity. The stance never pulled back, as if his feet were planted into the ground, unmoving until the silence was cut.
A chuckle- More like a SNORT left the man in his half wolf form. His lage ears twitched, throwing the cigar down on the ground and stomping it out. “You think them little cupid arrows scare me…. partner…? This here is m a h land.” Eyes pinned on eyes, his pupils swimming with anger. This cowboy wasn’t backing down, no. He was STANDING his ground. “ You best get that pathetic excuse of a weapon outta mah face before ah put you in yer grave fer good. “
His lids fell halfway, nothing but a sultry glare being shot towards the wolf, a gasp at the ever so slight touch, giving another scratch, but r o u g h e r.
“You have given me a feeling that..I have not felt in a long while..” There was a slight pause the vampire gave, until brows furrowed and the anger that had been ignored began rising again.
“That does not change your outcome.”
Hanzo then pulled Jesse back into..a more passionate kiss. A clothed thigh brushing against the other’s crotch, soon grinding against the sensitive area, as if a signal that he wanted more than just a kiss. He wanted to see how far this would go.
some high res screenshots :’)
I just encounter the scariest mercy bruh.
Now the curse was in his blood.
The Halloween event is so fun, but I really wanted his outfit from the comic…
playing a bard in a modern setting like
"Leave." An arrow pulled back, his glare almost stone cold, filled with the upmost hatred and sincerity. The stance never pulled back, as if his feet were planted into the ground, unmoving until the silence was cut.
A chuckle- More like a SNORT left the man in his half wolf form. His lage ears twitched, throwing the cigar down on the ground and stomping it out. “You think them little cupid arrows scare me…. partner…? This here is m a h land.” Eyes pinned on eyes, his pupils swimming with anger. This cowboy wasn’t backing down, no. He was STANDING his ground. “ You best get that pathetic excuse of a weapon outta mah face before ah put you in yer grave fer good. “
❝I should be asking YOU, gunslinger…–❞ Cut off by a small gasp at the hands that gripped the sensitive area, it was unusual for a man’s sides to be so..tender one would say.
Fangs itching to pierce the flesh, to get a taste as well, a DIFFERENT kind. However he held patience, the hand that gripped Jesse’s hair falling down to let the nails scrape along the column of the wolf’s neck, marking where the natural act would be done.
❝What was it about me just now….❞ Hanzo pulled away from the kiss slightly and open crimson red eyes to stare back into the other’s, the look of upmost confusion, as if he was searching for an answer, frustration, ❝What brought you to this?❞
The wolf whined at the feeling of nails scraping against his neck. Letting out already heavy pants and needy grabs.
His gasp didn’t go unnoticed, in fact it was noted and brought to the wolf mans concentration. Hands gliding down sides, scratching and squeezing all to hopefully hear that pretty sound again.
When the kiss was parted, eyes met eyes and a question rose from the Vampire that took the wolf off guard. He thought for a moment, biting at his own lip trying to find the anwser. “ Ah haven’t tha slightest idea.. Yer so purdy.. Ya got sumthin’ ‘bout ya.. I just.. It felt like instinct. A gut feelin’.”
Día De Los Muertos.
in which Gabriel decorated and made this altar for his ancestors with the help of Jesse
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least he’s got someone to remember now.
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seriously though, im not imagining it right? it seems like in the Junkenstein brawl, if Jesse ults, he can shoot 6+ people without reloading.
i know i could have cracked a joke about jesse having his bullets bounce off objects but defying the laws of physics seems funnier. kudos for zenami and curiouschiroptera
Who wants a ridiculous, angsty Mercykill Halloween AU idea? (w bonus happy ending anyway)?
ME, I do.
If you could control the spark of life, what sort of favor could you possibly need from anybody? What would you sacrifice to get it? Could your soul still be saved after everything you’d done?!
Yeah, sure, why not <3
(Sorry I got too lazy to throw you in the last panel, Hanzo.)
Oh shit it’s Demon Hanzo being mischievous
HOOOO BOY
as an overwatch player I find this to be a noble sacrifice but as a d.va main im pissed
"Leave." An arrow pulled back, his glare almost stone cold, filled with the upmost hatred and sincerity. The stance never pulled back, as if his feet were planted into the ground, unmoving until the silence was cut.
A chuckle- More like a SNORT left the man in his half wolf form. His lage ears twitched, throwing the cigar down on the ground and stomping it out. “You think them little cupid arrows scare me…. partner…? This here is m a h land.” Eyes pinned on eyes, his pupils swimming with anger. This cowboy wasn’t backing down, no. He was STANDING his ground. “ You best get that pathetic excuse of a weapon outta mah face before ah put you in yer grave fer good. “
The vampire refrained from moving in the slightest once warm lips met cold. What had changed in the wolf..? He would ask himself this but come to no answer.
Hanzo was oh so tempted to pull back or sink his teeth into the man’s lip. Brutal of the sorts of simply taking the arrow and piercing Jesse through the throat…However this sensation the archer felt was..something that he had felt long ago..it was a warm and serene feeling.
Let it not be mistaken the hatred that still burned deep down for the wolf..But just this once would he give into the feeling of being able to well…feel this. Deciding to humor Jesse, the hand that held the arrow let go and found itself tangling the fingers within chocolate brown locks, pulling him d e e p e r, pressing back into the rough kiss with little to no passion. Simply anger.
“Mmmm-” The kiss was so.. Anger filled. So rough yet sincere all the same. .. He loved it.
The wolf growled little, letting his teeth find the Archers lower lip and nibble on it as if it was some treat. His eyes closed, hands running down the Vampires sides and gripping them.
“What the hell is goin’ on-” He mumbled in between nibbles and kisses. The words nothing but breathless.
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//I feel like mccree's gonna just come up and deliver our foo- ..... Waiter McCree .... ................ fkuc
// s obs I feel so at home 😭