#schutzengcl

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kisses all over his chest and neck and shoulders

“ oh, well here there, darlin’ -- gettin’ a little impatient, aren’t you? ”

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pocket healer: you all love fuckboy genji now get ready for

pocket healer: FUCKBOY HANZO

overrated little twink: It's a shimada thing

overrated little twink: Inherited from pawpaw

genjamin shimada: it's true

genjamin shimada: he's experiencing his sexual awakening late in life

genjamin shimada: I'm proud of him

genjamin shimada: new Year New Hanzo

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her face is pressed to his chest and she holds onto his shoulders in a loose grip - a yawn is muffled by his serape. eyes are quick to shut as she leans up against his solid frame.

Well --- talk about a coincidence, he was just coming to fetch her. 

            Her embrace is met with one of his own, arms wrapping around her waist as she presses into him. As always, as expected, Angela radiates warmth, something he’s just assumed was an excess of goodness spilling from wherever it could. Perhaps it’s her hair. Always clean, floral smelling, he thinks there’s hints of whatever Hanzo uses but he can’t be sure. A constant infatuation with them both has dulled his senses, they begin to meld into something his heart can’t contain. 

           She’s wreathed in holy light, he holds her close, scoops her up into his arms, and carries her onwards. 

           “ Come to bed, sweetheart ” he drawls, low and sweet. “ I’ll stay with you ”

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🔥 !!!

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@schutzengcl. sc.

every now and then, somebody familiar comes along. it’s a very odd kind of familiarity, as if he has memories of whoever that he can’t quite remember, and so there’s simply a... vague pleasant feeling about them. it’s a feeling that’s persisted for this entire conversation, and teddy’s been trying to place her since she first started talking to him. he’s had no luck. 

            ( beneath countless updates and memory wipes, there are flashes of her face in front of bright lights. distant dreams he’s sometimes remembered when he isn’t supposed to. ) 

teddy has only been half-listening, and perhaps she’s asked him some sort of question or perhaps she hasn’t. all he knows is that there’s a question he must ask, himself. his brow is furrowed slightly, and he’s almost smiling. what is it about her...?

      ‘ ... are we very old friends? ’ 

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schutzengcl replied to your post: koueii replied to your post:  ...

she’s my daughter of course she’s an angel :I

that is a valid and fair point

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with a bottle in hand, she approaches her gunslinger. there's a wariness around her eyes drawn from staying tucked away from the people she craves most, from handling the present she's determined to give. but she's found a reprieve - long enough to drop by and fulfill her promise. so she sets the bottle to the side and settles in close, arms curled comfortably around him and her head tucked in under his chin. her eyes close and she makes a soft noise in the back of her throat in greeting.

he’s already lost by the time she finds him, a blanket wrapped around his shoulders and his head tucked into the arm of the sofa. lost but not gone, he rouses briefly to greet her in his own way -- he shifts and makes room past his stupor, dipping his chin low and pressing a whiskey soaked kiss to her forehead, humming in return. 

not quite there yet. he’ll be better in the morning, but for now she must be content with the quite wheeze of his breathing. 

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ＲＯＩ ＤＡＤＩＤＯＵ: leave zen alone

Azrael: Zen started it

Azrael: puts snow down Hanzo's pants

ＲＯＩ ＤＡＤＩＤＯＵ: you little rat

ＲＯＩ ＤＡＤＩＤＯＵ: angela where can I put snow in genji's new body that will fuck him up

pocket healer: genjamin shimada and hanzo Clarence shimada you are both over 30 years old

pocket healer: you will not put snow in genji's body

ＲＯＩ ＤＡＤＩＤＯＵ: answer my question

Azrael: put snow in my body hanzo i dare you

pocket healer: absolutely not

Azrael: i triple dog dare u