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Δ || playing with their hair 

      Your hair is all out of place, is the excuse that Noire comes up with when Hanzo comes out of the shower and back into their temporary quarters in comfortable clothes and his hair down- and in response Hanzo only levels her with a rather wary and disbelieving look. 

      But now he finds himself on the couch, damp hair level with his jawline, a more than huffy expression on his face as he feels delicate fingers smooth down the back of his head. Admittedly, he does feel the tug of a knot that he must have missed, but that is quickly worked free, and the fingers pull through his hair with no effort the second time.

       It’s… embarrassing is not the correct word, but it’s the one that nearly makes it to Hanzo’s tongue anyways, as Noire works him over. It’s a touch that Hanzo can’t really place the last time he’s received- gentleness is not something the archer is given or gives often. It’s unusual, almost alien, let alone that it was coming from Noire- the two more prone to small bits of bickering and casual distance (mostly at Hanzo’s insistence) than anything else.

       It’s nice. 

       So Hanzo only lets it continue for a few small moments, when the tangles are cleared and the archer is very sure it’s just an excuse now, before he reaches his hand up to circle around Noire’s wrist, pulling it away. 

      When he speaks, Hanzo is already moving to pull his hair back up, “That is more than enough. I can tend to myself.” There is little real bite to his tone.

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@vuulpecula​ said: Community !

Elnor grew up without his own community. The Qowat Milat raised him and trained him, but due to their belief in absolute candor, they made it clear to him that he didn’t belong with them and could never truly be one of them. The other Romulans on the planet Vashti also did not accept him because he was trained by the Qowat Milat, making him odd in Romulan culture because this goes against gender roles, because he was openly honest, and because he was increasingly dangerous. Anyone he met who was not Romulan didn’t accept him because he was Romulan.

When Picard finally came back for him, he was still an outsider among the “crew” of La Sirena. His extreme naïveté from his sheltered upbringing and his confusion about their evasiveness--different than typical Romulan evasiveness, but just as difficult for him to understand--made it difficult for him to fit in. For the most part, he stayed quiet and observed them, trying to understand them better so that he could be accepted.

Once he was on the Artifact, he was introduced to another kind of community. The Borg and their Collective and the xBs. He had heard stories of the Borg before which were intended to frighten him, but they never did. They were merely another enemy, and he saw assimilation like death, which was no more fearful than any other death. It was when he understood the Collective, and questioned whether he would be as strong as Hugh, Seven, and other xBs--if he could give up the Collective and still find meaning in life when he was alone again--that he became afraid of what the Borg represent.

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"Don't panic."

SAVE ROCK AND ROLL@leashedson

“Honestly, I think it may be a bit too late to tell me that. Like a little bit too late.” Already Eve was breathing heavily through her nose, lips pursed tightly together after she finished talking.

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to the mun, about the muse || accepting

4 || If you could tell your muse one thing, what would you tell them?

      i dont so much as view muses as a separate entity and more like a suit i step into and zip on up so thinking about things like this is always Hard for me. honestly i tbh dont have anything in particular bc i wuv muses figuring out everything on their own

      hey hanzo. loving the the beard. thanks for existing i spose. good luck

17 || Why do you think you connect to your muse?

      honestly im mainly so Comfortable and… Connected i guess simply bc ive been writing characters like him for… god since i started rping. this is just my Usual Muse Type.

     personally i think i can relate and connect most with just. the emotional constipation lmao. like hanzo i would also rather die than admit any weakness or vulnerability or soft gushy feefees. we are both hard bitches

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2) What made you decide to write this muse? 5) If you could give your muse one gift, what would you give them? 9) Do you enjoy putting your muse through angst? What do you think would break their heart the most? <3

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2 || What made you decide to write this muse?

      i wanted to rp hanzo since beta but i ended up choosing to rp mccree which i Do Not regret at all but it also means i just...sat on hanzo for over a year before i finally worked up the guts 2 rp him lmao. 

      it was tbh actually just a fic that wrote him very very well that broke me and i finally caved. i was like ‘fuck this is a good hanzo. fuck i want to be a good hanzo’. so here i am!!!!! 

5 ||  If you could give your muse one gift, what would you give them?

      i think hanzo would benefit greatly from like a pet. he’d be so cute with a cat? or maybe something low maintenance. he can have a goldfish that he pampers. id give him either.

9 || Do you enjoy putting your muse through angst? What do you think would break their heart the most?

      i fucking live and die for angst. i LOVE writing flowery internal monologue and thoughts and hurt fee-fees so like angst is the PERFECT opportunity for that. also i just love the hurt/comfort aspect of it. or just the hurt/hurt. its just fun!

      family is kind of out of the question- hanzo’s already had all that happen. what would break hanzo the most, i think, is sooo slowburn but basically just to finally, finally have someone to help him out of hsi shell, to make things a little brighter for him, to make his life not jsut work. he’d live and die 2 protect that person bc its the one fucking good thing hes ever had- whether or not he’s earned it. so if... that person...were.... taken away :^3c. hanzo would spiral pretty bad.

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What do you love about your muse? What do you hate about your muse? What about your muse amuses you? What about your muse makes you sad?

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10 || What do you love about your muse?

      frankly i love that hanzo is not a person to carry on conversations because i take a million years to write 5 words of dialogue bc i always have to have it Perfect lmao

     REALLY though i love his quiet...bluntness? He keeps his mouth shut but he does mean just about everything he says and wont sugarcoat. which is VERY very fun to write. he has a HUGE wall up and is very guarded but despite that he’s.. fairly honest which is nice tbh. i usually write mccree whos tbh a pretty chronic liar even if meant harmlessly.

11 || What do you hate about your muse?

      his... unwillingness to create new bonds or open up makes first interactions with other muses a bit difficult sometimes i have to like beat a reply like 3 times over to give my partner SOMETHING to go off of depending on the thread. it’s worth it to stay in character but i feel bad sometimes that hanzo just wouldnt do more 

12 || What about your muse amuses you?

      he never really allows himself a lot of pleasures or ‘fun’ because its a waste of time when he could be doing something to better himself or further his goals- so that means when other characters make him have fun he’s usually fairly ???????????????!??!?!?!??!?!?!?! but Enjoying it but HES NOT SUPPOSED TO BE ENJOYING IT but he loves it? which is very fun to write its.... *whispered* cute

13 || What about your muse makes you sad?

      he doesn’t let himself have a fucking break!! he’s so sure he doesnt deserve just about anything until he makes up for what hes done but god knows he’ll never do something good enough to be satisfactory so hes just in this constant loop of being excessively hard on himself with impossible standards 

     he’s really his own worst enemy and hinders his own gotdamned progress moving on that makes me Sad

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☁  || being caught in the middle a storm with them

        The rain beats fast and heavy against the window, the whistle of the winds heard through the cracks in the door.

        Normally, a little rain would not hinder anything- but when your entire plan relies on being outdoors, where the winds are turbulent enough that even Hanzo cannot properly predict his trajectory, there’s little for either of them to do. It is… frustrating to say the least. Hanzo knows it would not be good weather to operate in regardless, but being the one out of the two most at the mercy of this was not something Hanzo was comfortable with. 

      McCree has already reassured that the target was likely bunking down for the night as well, anyways. It did little to ease Hanzo’s restlessness; that was not the problem.

      “Glaring out the window ain’t gonna make the storm pass any sooner.”

      Hanzo frowns further as his thoughts are broken, then sighs, rolls his shoulder as he finally tears his gaze away from the outside and meets McCree’s own, who’s looked up from his own Peacekeeper, seated further into their shelter. Hanzo’s glare remains for a second, two, before it falters and fades quickly as he diverts his attention elsewhere, tone holding the slightest hint of admission, apology, “I know.”

      There were better, much more productive things to do than to think, and so Hanzo pulls away from the window, finally. He moves, takes the chair at the other side of the square table from McCree, pulls his quiver between his knees, and sets in for idle preparing, “Still have that flask, cowboy?”