#theroadhogrides

[fraglaunchingferal]

Is... is that a Hog? Act inconspicuous Roo.

"G'day~"

[primedspecimen]

@theroadhogrides​ from here

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"What if I take pictures o' me foot an' put 'em all in one picture? Is it a feet pic then?"

[shiru-ka-yo-archived]

piggyback :   my  muse  jumps  on  your  muses  back,  my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride. {theroadhogrides} {might be better for Hog to give Hanzo a piggyback ride huh?}

ONE WORD PROMPTS

@theroadhogrides

Hanzo cursed under his breath the moment he heard a snap from underneath him, a sound that was all too familiar due to mishaps during his time after he fled the Clan and traveled on his own. And, that familiarity was confirmed as the archer shifted his body weight, leaning back a bit to get a better angle for his aim before ultimately collapsing flat on his back, holding onto his bow and arrow set for dear life as he did so.

Letting out a groan, Hanzo sat up to assess the damage, only to curse under his breath once again upon seeing his right prosthetic leg in shambles and being of no use for the rest of the mission. 

“Why now?” Hanzo muttered, doing his best not to curse up even more of a storm than he already had at the moment. But, being meticulous with practically everything, the fact that the archer did not see the first signs of his prosthetic malfunctioning was eating at the man like no other.

But, as much as Hanzo wanted to dwell on what could have gone wrong, the archer knew that time was of the essence, and wasting it was not an option.

“This is Agent Shimada, and I require assistance.” After explaining the rest of his predicament through his comm, Hanzo let out a sigh and waited for one of his teammates to arrive. However, when the archer finally heard footsteps coming his way, the last person he would have expected to come to help him was Roadhog. Not that it was an awful thing, especially when Hanzo could care less on who it was that was going to help him back to the ORCA. But, knowing some of the Junker’s reputation, it was unexpected.

“Let’s make this quick,” Hanzo said as he hurriedly put his bow and arrow set away and slung the bag over his shoulder. Hanzo then began to try and stand, nearly toppling over as he did so. 

Fortunately, the moment when Hanzo started to lean forward and almost fell flat on his face, the Junker was quick to catch him. Then, after Hanzo let out a small Thank you and began to figure out just how the two would get back to the ORCA, Roadhog turned around and pointed a thumb to his back.

Getting the hint, Hanzo did hesitate in wrapping his arms around the other man’s neck from behind. Then, once finally situated in a piggyback position, the two began their way to the ORCA.

[fraglaunchingferal]

[Continued from here.] @theroadhogrides

The excitement nearly vibrated through his whole body as he pressed himself as close as possible to the stitched snoot. What juicy secrets did the old bugger have? All sorts of sordid ideas came to mind, but he definitely wasn't prepared for what he heard...

He sat back, unable to process it for several long moments. His lazy eye drifted slightly, as if the secret had completely broken him. However, he did finally snap back to attention.

"I mean, good on ye fa crushin' her lil heart, but ya got piss-poor taste in sheilas, mate." Obviously, Roo believed him. Why wouldn't he?

[disgraced-doctor-junkenstein]

[Continued from here] @theroadhogrides “How wonderful!” Junkenstein all but tittered in delight upon hearing the junker agree to talk with him. “First off, am I right in assuming you are... Roadhog?” That was the common themed nickname given to most of the delightful portly gents he had come across dressed in such a manner.  Amber eyes looking from the impressive specimen back over to his note pad. A long check lists of questions with Yes|No to circle off at the ends.  “And are you anywhere in the age bracket between forty-five and fifty?” Junkenstein moved the pad in front of himself, tapping the end of his ink pen against it eagerly. “You do appear to be roughly eighty inches...” He muses only to brave a couple steps closer for a better look, still stopping  out of immediate reach. Well, hand reach. That wicked looking hook surely could still gab him if the other so willed it. Thinking on that, Junkenstein quickly hovered his pen down the list and circled Yes to the question on he this version carried a hook.  “Have you any other nicknames?” It would be wise to slow down his inquiries but as it were, he was getting himself worked up at meeting another Hog. 

[disgraced-doctor-junkenstein]

[Continued from here] @theroadhogrides​ Making a final loop in cursive, Junkenstein blinked as it seemed he was being spoken to. A moment spared to look from side to side to see no one else in the immediate area. Perhaps another Rat was hiding but if so they were hidden away well.  “Me?” He motioned to himself with the hand his pen was in. “Why I am looking at you!” Perhaps he should not be confessing that so cheerily but he was delighted to come across another Roadhog though given most others he found did not like talking about multiverse theory, it might be wise to not bring it up unless asked. 

“I was wondering if you might spare me a moment of your time? I have an oil tin I am willing to part with in exchange-?” Doc offered letting his voice trail a touch even though he still sounded quite hopeful. 

[moved--to--shiru-ka-yo]

💔 forced kiss {theroadhogrides}

@theroadhogrides

Kiss my Muse!

💔 forced kiss

When Hanzo discovered that the Overwatch crew had an annual Christmas party after being told by his brother, he had fully intended on dipping out of the celebration and remaining in his quarters the entire duration of the party.

But, after relentless begging by his brother on the night of the party, Hanzo gave in.

Now adorning an ugly Christmas sweater and drinking egg-nog that he spiked himself with sake, Hanzo leaned against the wall, watching as his brother proceeded to try and drink Reinhardt under the table.

Watching on as his brother failed to beat the other man, Hanzo took another sip of his drink but stopped mid-sip when he felt someone standing next to him. Curious, Hanzo glanced over to see who it was.

Mako Rutledge.

“I see that you are not one for festivities either?” Hanzo asked once he finished taking his sip, looking up at the man properly. In response, the Junker nodded his head, remaining silent, as usual.

With the nod of his head, Hanzo returned his gaze towards whatever his brother was doing now. However, it came to him as a shock when he saw his brother standing just a few feet away from him and pointing upward with a cheeky grin.

Confused, Hanzo looked up to see what his brother was pointing at, with Mako doing the same.

Mistletoe.

Fuck.

Cursing under his breath, Hanzo shot a glare towards his brother, who had run off the moment the archer looked up and then quickly turned his attention towards the Junker in question, his cheeks burning slightly with embarrassment.

“I am sorry about him,” Hanzo began, becoming more flustered by the moment. “We do not have to if you do not want to.”

With cheeks now rosy, Hanzo began to turn away from the man and was ready to down the rest of his drink and then some to forget that this ever happened. Well, at least to an extent as he still was going to kick his brother’s ass.

However, before Hanzo could do so, the archer felt his chin being tilt up and his lips caught in an unexpected kiss, his body tensing up slightly due to the shock of it all, only to slowly start to relax.

[the-eternal-sunflower]

Former Experiment- Closed Starter

@theroadhogrides Sun was pissed to be here. She hated Overwatch but she hated Talon more. She was a rouge experiment and she hid well enough till they started stirring up trouble again and got caught. At least it wasn't Talon; you gotta look on the bright side and all that right? So here she was being lead in, none of her weapons being allowed too her unless it was time for a fight as a part of her deal. God she missed the weight on her back. As she looked at the faces of her new “teammates” she had to keep herself from sneering at them instead choosing to just look bored and disinterested. They had a few interesting characters that's for sure; maybe she could have some fun here.