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Advent request: I am still deep in overwatch hell and hoping I could request a sketch of McCree and Hanzo. You can do any composition and character skins you want, but if you’d prefer a prompt, maybe the two of them sitting at a bar with McCree reaching over to pour Hanzo’s drink for him. Thank you! Love-DeskGirl
!! Happy Birthday !!
thank you! ^_^ I’ve already gotten a cute braclet frame for my fitbit, so the day is looking plesant
Don’t look at this until it’s midnight, got it? :P Happy Birthday, lovely
hee, thank you <3 happy birthday to you too
17: fics you’ll continue next year. I would love it if you shared a bit of a teaser. Let us know what we can look forward to. (this is deskgirl, in case I never mentioned my weird main/side blog situation to you).
Oooh it’s youuu! Thanks for the ask, I’ll gladly tell you all about my wips. :D
So, I have a few. (jsyk I’m not a native English speaker and this is all unbetaed)
First, I have a prequel to Where Home Is, and Used To Be. The draft is finished, it’s 9k words that I need to rework and rewrite because I’m not really satisfied with a lot of it (no excerpt for that reason), and it’s about how McCree and Hanzo got together.
Second, I have the sequel to the fic linked up there + In His Absence. I have just a little bit written, and it’s about McCree seeing his mamá again, and Hanzo meeting her.
Excerpt:
As he made to carry on, McCree caught his wrist. His grip was warm and gentle, and his thumb grazed Hanzo’s skin purposefully.
“What ‘bout a good luck kiss?”
Hanzo rolled his eyes, but gladly obliged. His left hand found McCree’s jaw, beard tickling under the tip of his fingers. Though his expression remained impassive, he almost let seen a smile as he left a quick kiss to McCree’s lips. McCree pouted.
“That all?”
“You don’t need luck,” Hanzo said, seriously. “I’ll be glad to kiss you when it doesn’t distract you from something more important.”
“Fair enough.” McCree straightened up, took a deep breath. “I’ll hold you to your word, darlin’.”
Hanzo’s eyes softened. McCree was rarely so. . . preoccupied. “I can’t tell you not to be nervous,” he said, trying to be reassuring, but not unrealistic, either. “I’m supposed to be the pessimistic one--but it’ll be alright.”
I also have a bodyguard AU. I don’t know if it’ll be a one-shot or multi-chap, it depends how long it’ll get.
Excerpt: “McCree,” Mr. Shimada said as he turned on his heels, staring at him. “Call me Hanzo. I cannot take more of this ‘sir’ nonsense.”
“Oh. Fine by me.” McCree paused, assessed the situation; how far he could go. Perhaps it was indeed strange, to be called sir for months, and months to come, by the person one shared a home with. As temporary as it was. He leaned against his own bedroom’s door, let his lips form a smile. “So, can I be Jesse?”
“No.”
Finally, I have a canon divergence AU, sorta? Multi-chap, angsty, it’s my take on ‘Hanzo and McCree were a thing back when McCree was still in Blackwatch.’ The fic is set years later, after the Dragons and Reunion shorts. After learning who Hanzo truly was and had done, they didn’t part on great terms the last time they saw each other, and here they are ending up stuck together.
Excerpt (from chapter 3):
“How did you learn?” he wondered aloud.
“Genji.”
McCree’s brows knitted together at that. The image of Genji revealing to Hanzo his true fate and Hanzo coming out of that meeting physically unscathed didn’t quite fit with McCree’s memories of the cyborg. Genji’s fury had been contagious.
Yet here Hanzo was, as flawless as he’s been back then.
“Huh. An’ here I thought he’d paint you a new one.”
And that’s it......for now.
fanfic end of the year asks
I vote something happens to Jesse's current hat, and he's forced to replace it with the one you want to draw
there will be at least one (1) casualty during dttg and it will be the hat
(I'm gonna make all your transformers friends fight you.) Tell us your least favorite autobot and decepticon
Why would you set me up to get killed by my own friends like this
Honestly this is a bit tough cuz like, it depends on the continuity
But I guess I’ll pick my top one out of all categories, just know that generally my hate doesn’t travel to other incarnations
Least favorite bot? IDW OP. Yes. I know. This is near blasphemy to not like any of the incarnations of Optmus but he’s an asshole okay?
Least favorite con? .... I have stared blankly at this for two minutes and can’t decide. Even the cons I hate I tend to like from a “this complete jerk is interesting tho” standpoint.
OH WAIT A FUCKING MINUTE
It might not quite count because he did leave the decepticons for a.... reason. But that little horny on main fucker of Bayverse “Wheelie” cuz why the FUCK DID I HAVE TO WATCH THAT
your drawings today are all beautiful <3
Thank you <3
You wanna tell all of us about some of your favorite facets of Dionysus? You mentioned faces earlier. I’d like to hear more.
Dionysus is probably one of the most complex of the Greek Gods tbh, like modern versions of him outside of paganism is all ‘jolly fat drunk wine god’ but its the most shallow of readings imo when he has so much going for him.
I love Dionysus as a dashing, epic hero who travelled the world as a demi-god gifting mortals with the grapevine. I love demi-god Dionysus completely flipping the track and horribly murdering anyone who questioned his divinity. I love captured Dionysus who drove his captors so far into insanity that they all jumped from the boat they were keeping him on. I love Dionysus as the hidden child, raised away from his divinity under a different gender. I love Dionysus ascending to Olympus to find he was tricked, used as bait for a sexual demon that was prowling there, overcoming it and internalizing the poison so much he became a God of Madness.
I’m rambling, yanno, but Dionysus as a liberator of oppressed people, a giver of euphoria all while still being the personification of madness. Its so good. My interactions with Him have been VARIED to say the least, but is unlike any interactions with any other God I’ve had. I’ve felt him passively when he feels like your stoned friend who tells you to relax and actually has decent life advice. I’ve felt him as a giver of frenzy, with my eyes glazing over as I trance out, wine thick on my tongue. And I’ve heard him call in the night, tempting me to be reckless and submit to my more primal nature.
And, yanno, other things. I had to go through a lot to get permission to use his name as part of my drag name, not to say he wasn’t completely into it, but it was an initiation for sure. If Mary wasn’t there to witness the whole thing I might have thought I made it up.
