#hanzo-txt

[beinreasonable-a]

@hanzo-txt

“...Are ya sure that this is a good idea, darlin’?”

Jesse was a nervous wreck right now. Then again, who could blame her? Having been used to dressing up in suits and the like as a man, this was the first time in a very long time that she was wearing...a dress. But she couldn’t say no to the dress Hanzo picked out for her, it was gorgeous. Wearing it, however, made her feel vulnerable. Exposed.

“Ah don’t wanna come out..”

[ar-fheabhas-blog]

@hanzo-txt started following you

❝My, my. What a wonderful surprise.❞

❝What have I done to earn the presence of a great Shimada dragon?                          Perhaps you’ve finally come to the logical conclusion of joining us. ❞

[zhartha]

@hanzo-txt

“Hello, Mr. Shimada. How do you fair today?” 

[embrace-tranquility]

"Can you hold my hand? I want to tell my friends I've been touched by an angel."

A snort leaves the omnic as he regards the elder Shimada.

“Perhaps you should ask Mercy then. She’ll come closer to your idea of an angel.”

[gunslinged]

the one with the cake {closed}

@hanzo-txt @kali-morrison {no need to match my length i just visualized this big time}

Jesse strolls out into the common room, freshly-shaved and having managed to fancy himself up more than usual. A plain black cape replaces his usual serape and he’s finagled his way into a white button-down — the collar ‘all done up with a red bow tie and everything’. He still wears blue jeans, as per usual, with the BAMF buckle prominently on display. (Some things about a man just never change.) His steps jingle and jangle as he paces, just the same as always — he’s kept the spurs.

[hxnasxng-blog]

From here. @hanzo-txt

“A rodeo? You? I’m honestly surprised you didn’t collapse from shock or something! Don’t tell me he actually managed to drag you along.”

[the-masters-call]

“Do NOT give me that look.”

“Hanzo, please! Please!” Jesse can’t help the childlike tone as he pouts at Hanzo, fully sticking his lip out and everything. He might be nearly forty years old but that won’t stop him from damn near begging like a dog to get what he wants.

[embrace-tranquility]

(─‿‿─) (midori-ryuu <3)

Send "(─‿‿─)" to cuddle with my muse! | @midori-ryuu

He found his student moping around, being a little grumpy. Something was eating away at the cyborg, seated on his bed with Bob in his lap. The omnic hovered closer, wrapping his arms around the man’s waist, and resting his head on his shoulder as he sat behind him.

“Hasn’t Bob scratched you yet?”