Hanzo Shimada

[Indie Hanzo Shimada RP blog; 18+] Written by Alex. Please read the rules AND headcannons before interacting with me. {links are in description for mobile users}

[southwindsdragon-blog]

I seriously need to get this blog started. I might do a starter call tomorrow.

[vexvenoire-blog]

WARM BLOODED.     i’m much too lazy to make a promo tonight , so if you’re willing , please like / reblog this post if you’re open to interacting with a new wi.do.wmaker ? i’ll put my rules & such in links on this post as well as other things to know about my blog. thank you.

rules / amelie / private , indie , exclusivity available / mutuals only / slow responding

[rpmindthinker]

Send 🎭 and I'll respond with a gif describing how my muse feels about yours

[kingsdarga]

so…that hanzo design

bonus:

[toydreamer]

Shimada Hunters In one of those random late night mood. So here’s a quick sketch of the young shimada bros with big bro hand soap showing off his chic skills for his little onion bro. /sorry the horses look so dead was rushing this so i can sleep lel 

[angry-moth-noises]

Sometimes their dicks touch, and they only love and support each other

ref was used

[yeah-yeah-beebiss-1]

some very important yokai from japanese folklore

a tiny old man who lies in a field doing a perfect imitation of a baby’s cry to attract concerned passers-by, before killing those who attempt to pick him up by rapidly increasing in weight until their bones shatter

an outhouse goblin with a long tongue who just scuttles around licking up that sweet sweet soap scum and other bathroom filth

what appears to be a man with an obscured face - when it spots someone at night, it drops trou, spreads its asscheeks to reveal a giant eyeball poking out of its anus, and then charges at its victim on all fours ass-first (seemingly for no reason other than to scare them)

a seemingly ordinary woman whose head detaches while she sleeps and flies around the garden looking for centipedes to eat

large angry goblins in straw coats that rampage through mountain villages yelling at kids to be good and not stopping until the parents appease them with booze

a giant who just squats over the japanese islands and washes his hands in the ocean (that’s literally all he does)

shapeshifting raccoons who use their enormous stretchy ballsacks to accomplish all manner of everyday tasks

goblins that live in the woods washing beans in the rivers, freaking out travelers by singing songs about washing beans that echo through the woods

a giant skeleton made of tons of normal skeletons combined like some sort of skeleton voltron

slimy balls of hair that just skitter around being nasty

a spirit that does nothing except sneak up on sleeping people, pull the pillows out from under their heads, and slides the pillows under their feet

vaguely humanoid blobs of obese, stinky flesh with no eyes or mouths that are harmless and by all accounts quite friendly - if you eat the flesh of one, you gain immortality at the cost of living your life as one of them

a little old man with a very long head who sneaks into empty houses and insists that he owns them even when the homeowners return (one of the most powerful yokai)

[thelonecoywolf]

Sorry im late to the party

[southwindsdragon-blog]

IM me if you’d be interested in plotting with Hanzo. 

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Anonymously give my character relationship advice.

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                                    THE DRAGON AWAKENS…

                                                      { X , X }

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Getting Help

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nowordsjustbirds:

Something akin to anger bubbled up inside the Omnic’s breastplate and it whined, clearly frustrated. Fine. Things were going to go a bit less smooth. It took a moment for it to work out that it was comprised of lots of tiny other bits, and a bit longer to find something that would work as a screwdriver to get it’s lower leg joint off. It understood what Hanzo was suggesting it should do, but after a while of struggling with a rusted solid screw, the Omnic had had enough.

Moving about to get at a good angle, the arm with the machine gun was pressed flush against the large boulder and fired several times, flinging small rocks in every which way as the rock disintegrated around it. It was a good thing the nest had been moved, for rocks big enough to kill the helpless eggs crumbled everywhere, suggesting the reason Bastion had stayed in the position to ask for help instead of freeing itself in the first place in. Though it worked, the loud noises startled much of the wildlife around the two, and it stood up with a synthesized huff to dust itself off.

Finally able to stand, Bastion scooted towards the archer with a little hop, all ‘anger’ towards him forgotten as it made a grabby hand for the nest with two twin eggs.

Hanzo backed away when the gun was used. He never much liked guns due to their noise. But that, that was unbearably loud. He crinkled his nose as the machine stood up and outstretched its arm. The action caused the archer to lower into a defensive stance in case he needed to get away quickly. Fortunately that was not the case here. it wanted something.

“You wish for the nest back?” He asked before cautiously closing in and resting the nest in its hand if that was what he should call it. Then immediately he put a good distance between the two. This was such a peculiar interaction he was not sure how to handle it. 

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Getting Help

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nowordsjustbirds:

If the machine had possessed a heart, it would have been beating out of it’s chest in anxiety. Bastion didn’t know many human expressions, but this one… This one suggested the opposite of anything good in it’s memory banks. It almost wanted to ask the man to leave it be, to figure out the problem on it’s own, but he was here now, and there was no going back. Hopefully it wouldn’t hurt the stranger by accident.

It did remember an affirmative gesture, which it copied almost too eagerly with a nod of it’s head. Though what it couldn’t figure out was if the machinery that never got tired could not manage to move the boulder over a period of days, how was this organic human going to move it? Ganymede’s nest was nearby, and the Omnic picked it up gingerly to hand to the human before any rocks were moved lest the infant birds inside get crushed by mistake.

Hanzo glanced down at the nest, unsure what he was supposed to do with it. Carefully he reached out and took the nest, cherishing its beauty. Birds were such lovely creatures, he couldn’t help but admire the work. Looking over the pathetic omnic for a moment he hummed. Dare he take pity on a creature like this? For the birds sake he would entertain the idea. 

“You are not so smart an animated intelligence not to realize you can unscrew the bolts to your own limb. Then free yourself.” Hanzo scoffed with a smirk, something he knew well with his own legs. Watching, he waited curiously to see what the omnic would do. Could it even understand him?

[southwindsdragon-blog]

youve seen what its kind can do yet youre freeing it? where is the logic in that?

“I will not have my motives questioned by you. Silence yourself immediately.”

[southwindsdragon-blog]

Dont trust the omnic

“I am less inclined to trust a faceless man than an omic with a small bird friend.”

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Getting Help

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nowordsjustbirds:

Among the sounds of nature around them were frustrated mechanical grunts, somewhat muffled by the greenery around them.

An extremely out of place robot lay among the boulders, one of it’s legs stuck underneath. It was almost absurd, seeing such a militaristic machine struggle with what only hikers seemed to have problems with, yet there it was, growing more and more frustrated by the minute. At the sound of it’s bird friend tweeting and an unfamiliar voice the machine looked up, waving almost urgently for the man not to shoot.

As if further reinforcement that Hanzo had nothing to worry about, Ganymede flew down to rest on the shaft of the arrow, then to the Omnic to rest on it’s head, looking at the man expectantly.

Hanzo very carefully lowered his weapon, making sure not to disturb the bird on the edge of his arrow. Was this his friend or something? It would appear so by the perch on its head. But how was he to trust this thing would not strike him down as he had heard the stories of. For the birds sake he would have to take that chance. 

“What have I become? Placing my trust in a bird.” He scoffed, observing the omnic for some time, glaring. The damage its kind had done. It seemed harmless but he still did not want to believe it so. He was acting upon the whims of nature, no matter how beloved it was to him. Very slowly he approached the bot. 

“If you so much as attempt to harm me I shall shut you down immediately.”

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Getting Help

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nowordsjustbirds:

The little bird danced upon it’s twig for a moment, then took off with a chirp to the next tree. Already fond of the man it had found in the forest, Ganymede took his time in leading Hanzo through the forest, careful to remember that the man on the ground could not cover land as quickly as he could. The route was longer on foot than it was by wing, yet the bird kept his patience about him until they reached where they needed to be quite a while later.

He hopped about in excitement on a nearby moss covered rock before fluttering up to the archer to land on his shoulder, seemingly happy that the man had understood and cared enough to follow him for help.

“Why have you lead me here?” He asked, not expecting a reply and approaching the rock with caution. There he found an omnic trapped in the stones. He jumped back defensively and knocked an arrow to his bow. What was the meaning of this? Why had a bird led him to an active machine? It did not appear to be any immediate danger to him but he could not be sure. And even if there was no imminent threat, Hanzo held no trust for anything, man or machine.