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Guys should I just make a dating profile and fuck someone to get it out of my SYSTEM!!!!!
A smol Jesse/Zenyatta fic
By bekiwrites
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Jesse takes another sip of the tea and sighs.
Alright, so it’s not his usual- black, with enough ice and sugar in it to keep anyone else from stealing it- but it’s nice. Pleasant on his tongue. Company wasn’t bad either. To be fair, the omnic monk was quite charming.
“Nice day, mmm?” Jesse said, listening to the buzz of the cicada and watching the two brothers in the middle of the garden try and hash it out without weapons. Mostly due to the fact that they were being held hostage by him and Zenyatta themselves.
“It is indeed,” Zenyatta said, allowing one of the balls that floated behind him to chime. In the distance, Genji untensed ever so slightly and Hanzo backed off. Christ, but it was like trying to get a couple of cats into water willingly.
“Still don’t think this is a good idea.” But who was Jesse to say what was and wasn’t a good idea? He had his family, and that family included Hanzo. If Hanzo wanted to make up with his brother- no matter how much Jesse hated the fucker- who was he to say anything? He’d just offer love and support and a gun should things come down to blows. One shot between the head. Nice and clean and more than what the leader of the Shimada deserved.
Zenyatta made a soft sound in the back of his voice box. “We are not Hanzo and Genji. It is up to them to decide if they will reconcile.”
“And if you help them, then they only have you t’thank.” Jesse made a little grunt of a laugh. “I see right through you, partner.”
“Perhaps. Perhaps not. They are fickle, dragons.”
“Read my mind on that score.”
The silence was amenable, though they both strained to catch what they could on the wind. Zenyatta had to remind Genji to calm down three separate times with the chimes before speech was reintroduced between the two of them.
“Think they’ll ever get along again?” Jesse was… worried that this would leave Hanzo fragile. Fragile enough not to take on any missions for a time, allow him to wallow in self-pity and depression.
Zenyatta whirrled his fans as he thought on it. “I believe so. If they can keep themselves from killing each other- and us them in turn- they should be able to knit back what was lost. If we can stand it, that is.”
The cowboy didn’t follow. “Mmm?” he asked by way of asking for an explanation.
“You will be seeing far more of Genji should they return to the way they were. I will be seeing more of Hanzo. Can you deal with it?” Zenyatta turned to face Jesse now, head askew on his neck. Jesse was sure if the omnic had eyebrows, one would be raised in a sarcastic question.
“Better question t’ask is- can you handle it?” Jeese took another sip of the tea, nearly draining it. “Like you said; you’ll be seein’ more-a Hanzo n’ me should they kiss n’ make up. Can you stand Hanzo? Can you forgive him?”
The silence loomed.
“I believe so,” came the eventual reply.
“Well shoot then-” Jesse leaned back against the chair and crossed his legs in front of him at the ankle. “Reckon I ken too. And if I cain’t? Reckon I got another friend in you.”
“You have read my mind on that score.”
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