Smol JeanMarco doodles from November 2017 ~
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Smol JeanMarco doodles from November 2017 ~
Maybe Jean and Marco had been crushing on each other for years during high school, but only went on one date during junior/senior year and it went so terribly they avoided each other for the rest of school. Then when they’re mid20s-mid30s, they’re set up on a blind date by their friends and it’s the first time they’ve seen each other since graduation.
When I first joined the Jeanmarco Gift Exchange in 2015, I was Maxiell’s Secret Santa but I felt like my artwork back then didn’t do justice to her prompt, so here’s a much better revised version :-)
Tailor!Jean x Actor!Marco for @romupi 💓 I ended up having so much fun doing this, romupi has the greatest ideas tbh, I’m so glad she suggested this Tailor Au :D
“Oh gosh.. he’s here again.” Jean works at Levi’s Café and there’s one particular customer who comes in regularly and stands out among the rest. He can’t help but notice how irresistibly handsome the freckled man is, and every time Jean thinks he’s worked up the courage to make the first move, he somehow manages to always back out at the last minute.
My gift for @identitypollution in the Jeanmarco Gift Exchange‼️ I hope you like it and I wish you a Blessed Christmas :-)
I love it when they love each other.
sorry for the wait, here’s the gay shit you ordered
Ehh…Wasn’t sure if i should post this here but i decided to keep all my doodles together. I read a very nice collection of fics (link here) and this hapened, might polish it more later… someday
Drawtober day 6 I got caught up spit-balling with @naopao some Genyatta Sentai Au. Where zen(in his cultist skin) is a bad guy, In their final stand off zen reveals his true identity.
I’m super behind(doing this one held me up) on my drawtobers but I swear I’ll do 31 even if it drags into next year!
I had to
Mini Ficlet
For @moami who always insperated me (dunno if you still remember me stalkin =P) and @pololotp who asked for it, since they were bored =3.
Paaring: JeanMarco
Wordcount: 129
“But look, Jean!” Jean rolls his eyes. “Yes hunny. I can see the mice and they are still super cute. Like last week and the week before.” They went to buy hamster food for Cuddles and like always Marco is glued to the mouse cage. “Look how they jump around. Oh, oh, and this one! do you see? The brown one? It’s soooo beautiful.” Marco sticks his pinky finger through the cage and gets like 3 mice to lick his finger at once, Jean can almost see the hearts in his eyes. Jean sighs and nods. Every time it’s the same. And if it wasn’t clear already, one day Marco will win and will go out with the brightest beam and a little box with a few mice inside.
Okay okay. I finished those two hipster punkies fast. Because I thought, the last picture was not the best “ending” for our beloved JM-Month. So take that babes ;)
You know, this month was reeeaalllyy great, but all the time I felt as if something is lacking in my style… I was lightly uncomfortable while drawing all the stuff… And I think I know what the reason was. Maybe. So I will try to go with the “lighter” shading… or so I think. Gna. I am unhappy ;_; buhuuuu. ~
Daily doodle: happy hanzo edition
34 mchanzo if youre still doin em!!!
Thank you for the prompt!! 34 is “It’s not like I missed you or anything.” (I hope I didn’t mistake the prompt list, since I reblogged two list. If its the wrong list please tell me lmao)
Link to Ao3
McCree heard it, before he saw it. When he got off the transport for their three weeks long mission in the freezing Kongsberg, he staggered behind to help Lúcio carry his sound equipment. Lena parked the small transport close to their safe house so they wouldn’t have to walk too long in the snow, bless her. When McCree and Lúcio got to the cabin door, they could hear cooing and laughing despite the storm raging on.
“What’s all the fuss about?” He said, slamming the door. His metal hand was all frozen, the joints stuck uncomfortably. McCree’s mood dropped instantly and the noises weren’t helping. “Can someone turn on the heating? Or get me – ”
A huge bouquet of Baby’s Breath was shoved into his face by Hana, who was beaming and babbling furiously. McCree smacked the flower down and away from his face, “What the hell are you on about.”
“Your boyfriend is the hell I’m on about,” she picked up a tag from the side of the flowers. The handwriting startled McCree and he took the bouquet from her.
It was from Hanzo. McCree blushed like he was twenty years younger and in the start of a relationship, but by God, it was from Hanzo.
“How did he get the flower in here before we got here?” Lúcio asked.
“No idea,” Lena replied. “Whoa! That’s a huge bouquet.”
McCree ignored all of them and went to sit down on a dusty and uncomfortable couch. “Loveliest,” the tag started, and McCree shrunk into his heavy coat to hide his smile.
“Loveliest, I hope these flowers got there safe and before you did. I know you hate the cold and thought I get you something to cheer you up. Baby’s Breath always reminded me of stars, and that reminded me of you.
Don’t read too much into this, it is not as if I miss you already.
Stay safe.
Hanzo.”
Mchanzo Day 2: AU || Cannon Divergence
sorry I am a day late, but here is my shitty photoshop. They are both in the movie The Road to El Dorado ( which is an amazing movie).
McHanzo Week 2017 - Day One
Jesse McCree believed beyond a shadow of a doubt that 4am didn’t actually exist. Sure, time really wanted you to believe that there was an hour between three and five in the morning, but Jesse had caught onto that deception long ago. Instead there was this grey haze of ‘too awake to go to bed’ and ‘too sleepy to wake up’ that ate away at all who found themselves trapped within it. At least this time Jesse had company.
“What is this?” Hanzo said as he gazed down at the mug in his hands. By Jesse’s estimation Hanzo should have been asleep almost six hours ago. Instead he found the archer in the rec room, watching old children’s programming and singing along. If that wasn’t a sign that he needed help sleeping then nothing was.
“Chamomile. Gabe used to drink it all of the time to help fall asleep. I know, I know, it smells weird. But I swear it doesn’t taste half as bad. I added a little honey to help it go down, anyway.”
Hanzo took a long gulp, made a face, and went for a second swig. “It tastes like dusty flowers.”
“That’s pretty much what it is.” Jesse kept an eye on Hanzo as he cleaned up his tea-making mess. The poor guy looked like he was going to fall over asleep at any moment. Yet he was obviously forcing himself to stay awake. And he had a good idea why. “You know, I get them sometimes. Nightmares.”
Hanzo nodded before sipping at his tea. “Yes. They are…difficult. Sometimes.”
An understatement, knowing Hanzo’s life. Then again it wasn’t like Jesse’s was any prettier. He had woken up too many times after seeing the people he killed, the friends he couldn’t save, ghosts from the past literally stalking him in the shadows. But before Jesse could breathe of word of any of this Hanzo spoke once again.
“Goblins turned the world’s population into dogs.” Hanzo stared down into his tea. “It was far more terrifying in the dream.”
“Dogs.”
“Yes.”
Jesse leaned against the kitchen counter. “Including Winston?”
“He was a very large dog with glasses.”
“The omnics?”
“Robot dogs. Bastion resembled a toaster.”
“Genji.”
“Half-toaster.”
Jesse grinned. “What about lil’ old me?”
Hanzo returned the grin with a smile of his own. “A mutt in dire need of a bath.”
Jesse pressed a hand against his heart. “You wound me, darlin’! What were you? I’m thinking a mighty white wolf.”
“Not as much.” Hanzo quickly gulped down the last of his tea. “I was a pomeranian. Stop laughing.”
“I’m not laughing!” Jesse said while clearly laughing. “Bet you’d make the cutest little pom-pom.”
“This is why I never talk about my dreams,” Hanzo muttered as he placed his empty mug in the sink. “Thank you for the tea, Jesse. I believe I am ready to face sleep once more.”
Perhaps it was the late hour, or the fact that he also should have been asleep hours ago, but Jesse risked stepping into Hanzo’s personal bubble to whisper into the man’s ear. “You know, I hear havin’ a nice warm body next to you helps chase off nightmares, too.”
“Hmph.” Hanzo leaned up just enough to brush his lips against Jesse’s cheek. “Perhaps next time, cowboy.”
With that Hanzo exited the kitchen, leaving a slightly-stunned Jesse behind.
Jesse didn’t have any more bad dreams that night. Although the ones he did have involved a lot of dogs.
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