#almost punched one of them mfs but i decided to just keep walking

[bpdamn]

i stg teens are the worst breed of demons

[volleychumps]

I think I've seen this done before but I wanted to see your take on it; could you do hcs/scenarios (up to you) for daichi, iwa, akaashi, yaku, and kita (if you write for him) of their s/o calling them by their full name? Maybe with an unreadable expression on their face (in reality they just to see their reactions)? I chose the boys who are generally viewed as the responsible and sensible type lol; I hope this isn't confusing. I adore the way you write, and thank you so much!!

ahah I’m still getting used to characterization for Kita, and I’m really tired tonight guys- have some headcannons tho;)

Calling Them By Their Full Name w/ Daichi, Iwaizumi, Akaashi, and Yaku

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Daichi 

- “Y/N, give me one second-” “Dai, please- you have so many pairs of sneakers for practice-” 

- tightens his grip on your hand to keep you from going anywhere as he examines the over-priced shoes sitting through the glass , and you sigh before hardening your voice while masking a giggle 

- “Daichi Sawamura.” 

- immediately stiffens, turning 100% of his attention to you and kind of standing at attention while eyeing you worriedly as if you had just hit him 

- Gently loosens his grip on your hand before tilting his head slightly in confusion when you almost breaks into a fit of giggles, the captain scratching the back of his neck guiltily 

- “Are you hungry? I’m sorry for being inconsiderate, we can go eat now-” 

- winces when you punch him playfully in the shoulder in passing, walking ahead of him, now slightly irritable that that was his first reaction 

- like damn you were kind of hungry but he didn’t have to asSUME

- “Why are you mad?” as he frowns, attempting to grab your hand and succeeding before making you stop walking to face him, Daichi genuinely confused as you resist the urge to hug him 

- “...why do you think I’m mad?” 

- “...you didn’t call me Dai...” he mumbles before narrowing his eyes when you laugh, stroking his cheek gently as he catches on, looking at you in an unamused manner  

- “That’s not funny.” “You’re cute when you worry, Dai.” 

Iwaizumi

- “Iwa~!” “Y/N, not in school.” 

- doesn’t notice the look of dissappointment that passes across your face when he takes your arms from around his neck loosely, your arms drooping by your side as he openly rejects your hug in the middle of the halls 

- heart been broke too many times

- turns on his heel to begin walking in the direction of your next class before realizing you’re not standing next to him

-  “Iwaizumi Hajime.” 

- blinks at your unreadable expression as you turn in the opposite direction, not realizing that you were holding in your chuckles from the way his face fell

- “What?” “See you later, Iwaizumi-san?” 

- catches your wrist before you can make it far down the hall, ignoring your protests as he tugs you into a nearby empty classroom and shutting the door tightly behind him

- “Iwa-” “So it’s Iwa now?” 

- narrows his eyes at your even smile, tilting your head teasingly as your boyfriend figures it out before sighing 

- rolls his eyes as he pulls you into his chest by the waist, holding you there until you still in his arms  

- “This is what you wanted, right? Don’t call me that.” “Eh, but you hate it when-” 

- “Not when you do it, alright?” As he tightens his hold on you, and you softly smile into his shoulder as he pulls back abruptly, gaze hardening all over again

- “-Don’t tell shittykawa I said that.” “aaaand the moment’s over. Just get me to class already, Iwa.” 

Akaashi

- “’Kaashi!” “Sh. Give me a minute, I have to talk to the sensei.” 

- lmao what did this mf just shush you- 

- Doesn’t see the way your energy depletes, pouting a little bit when Akaashi turns his back towards you, and you huff and decide to go on ahead of him before he can notice

- you weren’t really that mad you just wanted to mess with him 

- so when he comes back not even three minutes later, he’s literally like what the hell when he saw you weren’t waiting for him 

- deadass jogs to catch up with you just as you leave the school gate, catching your hand along with his breath as he tries not to sound annoyed 

- “Y/N what-” “Akaashi Keiji, I don’t want to go home with you today.” 

- eyes widen a little as he connects the dots in his head, not being able to hide the amused glint in his eye as he doesn’t let go of your hand 

- “Are you mad I shushed you?” “You shushed me Keiji? Didn’t notice.” 

- eyes you evenly as your petty actions actually make you a little more endearing, the setter’s lips curling into an amused smirk 

- “Keiji. I like it coming from you.” “Wait no-” 

- mans really said uno reverse- 

- “Should I call you by your real name as well, or-?” “No!” as you clamp a hand over your mouth quickly at the automatic response, Akaashi simply growing more amused as he steps forward to kiss the top of your head

- “Let me walk you home, beautiful?” “I hate you, ‘Kaashi.” 

Yaku

- “Yaku Morisuke.”

- openly flinches when that name leaves your lips, your boyfriend looking at you with a wait what did I do kind of expression as you try to keep your face expressionless and forward, not meeting his eyes

- slowly puts his phone down before sitting criss-cross in front of you seriously on his bed, taking your hands in his as you almost break into laughter at the way he guiltily traced his thumb over your hands 

- “...Is this about me forgetting to drop off a juice for you during that one lunch period because it was one time-” “Mori, what are you talking about?”  

- it’s a damn juicebox someone help this man he’s too pure

- sighs in an over-exaggerated manner before flopping across your lap, and you amusedly run circles against his back as he mumbles into your thighs

- “Oh thank god.” “You are so dramatic, Yaku Morisuke.” 

- frowns before sitting up, leaning into you before cradling your face with one of his hands as your giggles die down 

- “Hey. What if I just called you Y/N L/N all of a sudden, what would you do about it?” 

- quirks a brow before smirking when you stiffen at the sound of your name leaving his lips, prompting the libero to lean into you even more 

- “That is, unless you like it.” “Go back to sleep, perv.” As you shove a pillow in his face, laughing all the while as Yaku grins, tackling you into his bed before turning so you were laying in his chest 

- “Ever just try to take a nap only for your girlfriend to scold you for no reason-” “I mean it, Mori.” 

- stifles a laugh into your hair, stroking it languidly with his fingers as he hums, voice falling to a whisper

- “In all reality, my name is gonna be yours one day- so you should get used to saying it.” 

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General Works: @takemetovalhalla​ @kasandrafaye​ @dreebbles​ @savemesteeb​ @yams046​

[uwu-shinsou]

bro ur shinsou imagine was .. *chefs kiss* .. ur writing is REALLY MF GOOD !! :) if you are taking requests u should do a shinsou x reader with a glowy/energy quirk that activates when she gets wound up and he finds her ab to throw hands at someone calling him a villain. If not don't worry about it and have a great day :)

Title: Sweetheart, You’re Glowing

Pairing: Shinsou Hitoshi x Reader

Genre: Fluff, comfort, Shinsou being soft

Word Count: 1900+

Warning(s): Mild language, some rude background characters

A/N: Bro I’m SOFT that’s so sweet :’))) I’m so happy you liked it! And this request is so cute omg my heart🥺❤️ Anyone tryna call bby Shinsou a villain better be ready to catch these HANDS (ง'̀-'́)ง Also I was thinking about this story like right before going to bed and AS I was falling asleep I came up with how to write it and had to get up and write an outline LMAO. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it!!

You made your way through the warm summer night, talking and laughing with friends as you aimed towards the distant sound of loud, fast music. One of the third year classes had decided to throw a party in their building, and it had been so long since you’d let loose that the second you heard about it you had decided to go. Some of your friends and classmates had decided to tag along with you, looking for a fun escape for the night. You walked along with Mina, Kaminari, Sero, Kirishima, Jirou, and Shinsou.

“Y/n, I really like your dress!” Jirou says. You look down at your outfit, smoothing out the fabric.

“Thanks Jirou! Look,” You say, fiddling with the fabric, finding what you’re looking for. “It even has pockets!” Her mouth opens in awe, taking in that indeed, the dress has two pockets.

“You’re right, Jirou,” Mina says, leaning over to cling to your arm, twirling you around in a dizzying circle. “Y/n/n looks suuuper cute, right boys?” She asks innocently. Even with the question being directed to all of them, you see her wiggle her eyebrows at Shinsou.

“Mina,” you hiss through your teeth. Ugh, she literally couldn’t be any more obvious. The truth is, you had started with a tiny crush on the purple haired boy, that only grew larger the more you hung out with him. While you definitely know that the two of you are friends, Shinsou hasn’t really shown any signs that he might like you any more than that. So you’d kept those feelings pushed back, trying your best to not let them possibly spoil your friendship. Although now I see telling Mina might have not been a good idea. At least Jirou knows to keep it to herself. 

Or maybe not. Jirou bumps you with her hip as she passes. “Don’t you mean she always looks cute?” You start to feel a little flustered as the boys give nods and smiles at the comments of your friends.

And then you feel really frazzled when you see Shinsou looking at you, his gaze traveling languidly over your body. Finally he says, “You’re right, y/n does always look pretty cute.”

Your breath stumbles, and you feel your cheeks start to heat up. Did Shinsou just call me cute?! “Aww look you guys,” Mina coos. “We made her glow!”

It was true, your skin was producing a pale, radiant glow. This was thanks to your quirk: the stronger of an emotion you felt, the more physically stronger, faster, and agile you became. But this power also manifested with a physical sign. As any emotion built up, your body would begin to glow with light. The stronger the emotion, the more your power grew and the stronger you’d  glow. 

While your quirk was useful, it was sometimes also the bane of your existence. You scoff, wrapping your arms around your body. “Glowing? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Shinsou hums in thought, the corners of his mouth turning up. “Well this gorgeous lighting must be coming from somewhere.” At his words you let out a small squeak, glowing just the tiniest bit brighter. Shinsou’s smile turns into a full on grin. Oh god, does he even know what he’s doing to me!?

You let out a forced laugh, skipping slightly ahead of your group to the doors of the building. You look back at them over your shoulder. “Well, who’s ready to party?”

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You had been at the party for a grand total of an hour and a half, and you still hadn’t decided whether or not you were having fun. There were a lot of students who came, and the room felt just a bit too small to hold that many people. While you had talked to some new people, seen some familiar faces, in the end your little group mostly stuck together.

Currently you were leaning against a wall with Jirou and Kirishima, part of the group of party-goers watching Mina, Kamimari, Sero, and Shinsou play an intense game of ping-pong.

After another minute of watching the game, the crowd cheering as Sero and Mina’s team score a point, you decide you need to take a walk around. 

You push up from the wall, turning to your friends. “Hey I’m gonna go grab a drink, I’ll be back in a bit.” 

“Have fun!” Kirishima calls after you as you weave your way through the crowd, unaware of how Shinsou’s eyes stray from the game and trail after you. 

You reach the kitchen, filling a cup with punch before turning back to survey the room in front of you. It is really too crowded in here, you think, taking a big drink and fanning yourself with your hand. You take in a deep breath and let out a long sigh. Is it too early to want to leave already? You wonder, drifting slowly back towards your friends. 

You stop at the edge of the crowd around the ping-pong table, tuning in to a nearby conversation. 

“...people from 1-A?” You hear the tail-end of the person’s question.

“Yeah, the ones who’ve had to deal with all of those villains already,” his friend answers. 

“And that other guy he’s from the sports festival, right?” They ask, pointing a finger towards Shinsou. 

“Yeah yeah, that’s him,” Their friend answers. “He’s the one with that crazy power that makes people obey him without question. It makes more sense for him to be a villain than a hero if you ask me.” Your vision starts to blur at the hateful words. 

The person adds on, “Why does he even bother fighting it? Obviously he’s supposed to be evil when you’re born with a power like that. He should leave so another student can take his place, someone who deserves to be at this school more.” 

You involuntarily crush the cup in your hand with a resounding crunch, dropping it to the ground as you face the pair of trash-talkers.

“How dare you talk about him like that,” You seethe stalking up to the offenders. The two turn towards you and their eyes grow wide. Then begin to back away as you continue to advance. “You don’t even know him or what he’s actually like. He’s more of a hero than the two of you combined!” The pair seem to try to shrink into the floor, shielding their eyes as if the room was now too bright. “I think it’s more evil to stand there and shit talk a fellow student. If you’re going to act like that, then why are you even at U.A.?!” 

One of them starts to stammer. “W-well, when you think about it, his quirk really is better suited for a villain-”

“Oh yeah? Well I think your face might be better suited to catch these hands if you don’t shut the hell up!” You hiss at them, hands gripped into fists at your side.

You feel a hand land on your shoulder, and you whip around, prepared to have to defend yourself only to recognize who it was that interrupted you.

Shinsou squeezes your shoulder, leaning in close. “Sweetheart you’re glowing,” he says softly in your ear, pulling away as you lift your hands up in front of you. A shining, radiant light leaped off of your skin, becoming even brighter now that you noticed it was happening. You glance around the room, seeing that you’ve become the center of attention. 

You pull your hands into your chest, feeling the thrum of power flowing through you at your intense, conflicted emotions. Your breathing quickens and you backup a step, wanting nothing more than to not be here. 

Then you feel the weight of Shinsou’s jacket being slung over your shoulders, hiding some of the glow. He wraps his arm around your waist and guides you through the front door, out into the late night and away from all of the gawking people.

For a minute you walk in silence, putting some much needed distance between yourself and the building. It isn’t until the sounds of the party have faded that you slow to a stop, the light of your quirk fading down to a dim glow. Shinsou removes his arm, turning to face you as you stare down at your shoes.

“Sorry for making a scene,” You say quietly, gripping the edges of Shinsou’s jacket still wrapped around your shoulders. “And thanks for pulling me out of there.”

 Shinsou stays quiet for a few beats, long enough that you glance up at him. He’s standing still, staring at you. Slowly he lifts a hand up, slightly reaching towards you.

“Shinsou? Are you-” You’re cut off mid-sentence as he almost stumbles forward, wrapping his arms tightly around you, enfolding you against his body. Your face is smooshed against his chest and he brings a hand up to the back of your head, nestling his face in the side of your neck. After a moment you gently wrap your arms around him, hands bunching up in the back of his shirt.

“Y/n/n, I should be thanking you,” he says, voice muffled, holding you a little bit tighter. “I’ve heard people say those things about me all my life, I’m used to it. But people don’t- they don’t stick up for me, not like that. It made me so happy- to see you do that.” He huffs out a laugh, his breath warm against your neck. “I still can’t believe you were about to get into a fight to defend my honor.” 

You wiggle a little bit and pull away just enough to be able to look at him, moving your hands to rest against his chest. You give him an embarrassed, bashful smile. “To be fair, you’re the only one who I’d get into a fight for.” He smiles back at you, leaning down to rest his forehead against yours. His grip on your hips tightens slightly, and you feel your heart start to speed up, heat blossoming on your cheeks. God I’m so whipped for this boy, you think closing your eyes in bliss at the feeling of being held, warm happiness flooding through your veins.

“Y/n,” He says, your name little more than a breath against your lips. You look at him with a lidded gaze, seeing your bright, gleaming form in the reflection of his eyes. “You look like starlight,” Shinsou whispers, his hand moving up to trace a finger along your jaw. You shudder at his gentle touch, clinging tighter to him. He leans down, his lips almost touching yours. “Can I kiss you?” 

“Yes,” you breathe, before crashing your mouth against his. One of your hands slides up Shinsou’s chest and behind his head, burying into his hair. His lips move passionately against yours, and you wish that you could live right here in this moment. You only pull away to catch your breath, breathing heavily as you open your eyes to the sight of Shinsou; his hair messy, lips startlingly pink, eyes slightly glazed.

“I like you, Shinsou,” you say, unable to contain the words any longer. “I really, really like you.” Shinsou moves his hands to cradle your face and leans down to kiss you again, this time short and sweet. Then he moves to your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, peppering your whole face with kisses.

You giggle at the littering of kisses, glowing even a shade brighter from the giddiness in your heart. Shinsou stops his kisses, releasing your face and grasping your hands. He brings them up to his face, placing a final, soft kiss on the back of your hand. “And I adore you, Y/n.”

[talesfromlissom]

Glory of the Moon

A/N: This is split into four separate parts, and it’s also really long so uh yeah, sorry if the characters act ooc, I’m still trying to figure out who I want to write most of them, and I haven’t done character studies with any of the characters (minus solider:76) so sorry y’all.

This is also a GN reader for all the people that like GN readers, so any pronouns can go for the role of (Y/N) ;), have fun~

This is kind of my own idea, featuring Poly!Mchanzo but Mcree and (Y/N) are werewolves. 

Summary: As the recall has been issued, new recruits start to flood into overwatch due to recommendations, from old and new allies. However, the newest recruit seems to have an interest in Hanzo, much to Jesse’s dislike. 

Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV

“So, what do you think of the new recruit?” Was the first thing that came to Jesse’s ears that morning.

Jesse shrugged.

“Haven’t met ‘em yet.” 

“Well, from what Lena tells me, his name is Dallas, and...he’s a werewolf.”

Now that caught Jesse’s attention.

“Another one? Damn, might as well make half of the base off limits during the full moon.” 

“Bah! The only thing you and I do according to Hanzo is bother him with belly rubs.” 

Jesse snickered.

“Speakin’ of Han, where is he?”

(Y/N) shrugged.

“Not sure, he said he wanted to go and train before people started filling it,” (Y/N) replied. “He says he doesn’t like it when he keeps people waiting.” 

A pause.

“Liar.”

“Fine, he said that he doesn’t want Genji to come into the training ground and challenge him to a fight in the middle of the day.”

“That’s what I thought.”

“If you tell him that I told you that he’ll smother me with a pillow.”

“I...Ima tell him.” 

“Jesse-mf-Mcree, you better not-”

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“Well ain’t he a sight.” Jesse muttered, as (Y/N), and him had come to the training grounds, seeing the new recruit.

(Y/N) could tell he was new, he didn’t have a uniform.

This man was dressed in black jeans, ripped jeans of course, (Y/N) smiled.

This man was young, maybe getting into his late 30’s, and with his white t-shirt and his black jacket, he knew this man at least had a fashion sense.

(Y/N) heard tapping of feet fill the air, and based on how fast they moved they knew automatically who it was.

“Heya Han, how you doin’?” Jesse said, beating (Y/N) to greeting the smaller man.

“Well, I was training, but the new recruit came and people filed in.” 

“Ah! My friends!” Reinhart’s booming voice yelled. “Come meet the new recruit!” 

“Speak of the devil.” Jesse muttered as the crowd parted. 

(Y/N) crossed their arms and raised an eyebrow as the man walked over.

And Jesse extended a glance to (Y/N) as the man came into range.

This man was definitely a werewolf.

He practically wreaked of it.

However, (Y/N) couldn’t pinpoint what pack he was from, because he didn’t smell like an omega. 

The man grinned at (Y/N).

“Alpha (Y/N)? Is that really you?”

(Y/N) smiled. “In the flesh, and you are?” 

“Dallas! Dallas Starmonger! I’m from the western pack in Oregon!” He beamed. “It's an honor to speak to you!” 

(Y/N) grinned. 

“The western pack? Ain’t y’all-” Jesse began.

“And who is this?” Dallas asked, gesturing to Hanzo. 

Hanzo paused.

“Oh, Hanzo Shimada, at your service.”

Dallas watched as the man extended the hand. 

“No, the pleasure is all mine.”

And (Y/N) had to stop Mcree from storming over when the man kissed Hanzo’s hand.

Hanzo blinked as Dallas walked by, clicking his teeth and entering the base.

“What the ‘ell was that!” Jesse cried.

“A proper greeting?”

“He kissed yer hand, Han.”

“You do realize that is a form of greeting, Mcree?” 

“But-”

(Y/N) shook their head.

“(Y/N), help me out ‘ere!”

“No. I’m gonna go train with Zarya and Mei, see ya.”

“But-but darlin’-!” 

“Bye Jesse! Go talk to Dallas or somethin’!” 

Hanzo snickered as Jesse crossed his arms and pouted.

“Are you jealous Jesse?”

“No.” 

“Jesse, calm yourself, this man is a werewolf, if I am correct, your scent, as well as (Y/N)’s lingers on me, he’ll know to keep away.” 

Jesse still pouted as Hanzo gave him a pat on the shoulder and walked into the hall, and turned to go towards the cafeteria.

He stood there for a bit.

Maybe he was just being paranoid. 

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“He still hasn’t said hello to me.” Jesse huffed.

(Y/N) shook their head.

“Jesse, he probably didn’t see you.”

“Didn’t see my ass, he looked right at me!” Jesse paused. “Somethin’ about this guy doesn’t feel right.” Another pause. “Jeez, if I had a dollar for everytime I caught that man staring at Han, I’d pay off my own goddamn bounty.” 

(Y/N) rolled their eyes. “C’mon Jesse, you and I said that about Hanzo, and now look where we are, we’re all dating.” 

“Tsk.” Jesse muttered, rounding the corner. 

“And besides, Hanzo is the most observant out of us, if he knows something is up, he’ll know it before we do.” 

“I just, I don’t-”

Jesse came to a halt, spying Hanzo and Dallas down the hall.

Hanzo was leaning against a wall, with Dallas hovering over him, the two engaged in casual chatter.

Jesse gestured to the two.

“See?”

“Jesse, be polite.”

“I am being polite!”

“Ah, (Y/N), and...Joel..?” Dallas began as the two walked over.

“It’s Jesse.” Jesse hissed.

“Ah, Jesse right,” Dallas corrected. “So, you  three are the only werewolves here?”

Hanzo raised an eyebrow. “Three?” 

“Hanzo ain’t a werewolf,” Jesse muttered, and (Y/N) narrowed their gaze at him, noticing the slight attitude in his tone. 

(Y/N) huffed at Jesse who narrowed his gaze even further. 

“Ah, he’s a human then?”

“Yep.”

“Hm.” Dallas said. “That’s a good thing to know.”

“And why’s that?” 

“Jesse, calm-”

“No no, it's fine,” Dallas said, scratching the back of his neck. “I heard that the new recruits get paired to spar against the older recruits, so I just wanted to know so I can go easy on him-”

“You do not have to go easy on me. I can handle it.” Hanzo replied. 

Dallas then grinned.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Nice, well, see you guys around, Mrs.Amari still has to show me around!” 

As the man ran off, (Y/N) immediately turned to Jesse.

“Jesse, you need to take a chill pill.”

“I’m completely chill darlin’. Completely.” Jesse snapped through gritted teeth. 

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Things didn’t get much better between Jesse and Dallas.

But they did between Dallas and Hanzo.

Hanzo found a mutual understanding in Dallas.

Dallas, was raised in a crime family as well, with his father being a member of the mafia.

Unlike Hanzo’s father, Dallas’ was just a member, not the leader.

So he understood the expectations.

Alas, Dallas ran away, not wanting to participate in such violent things, and joined overwatch to help, is what Dallas told him anyways.

He found himself having to speak to Dallas by himself, or with (Y/N) around, since Jesse and Dallas never got along.

This led to...a lot of fights between (Y/N) and Jesse, whenever (Y/N) caught Jesse being rude. 

Hanzo sat in the background most of the time when the two fought.

Tempers flared high between the two as of right now, not just because of this new recruit,but  the full moon was tonight.

Which meant Hanzo tried to keep his distance, but again, there was a fight, and he didn’t leave in time.

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“Jesse what hell were you thinking!” (Y/N) cried as Jesse merely looked at the floor.

“God! Can’t you get your head out of your ass for two seconds and actually try to get along with this guy?”

“He called me an Omega!”

“So what! I get called an Omega too? It isn’t rare, Jesse!”

“He knew that I’d punch him if I said that!”

“He did not Jesse. I bet Dallas is just tired of you being rude to him so he decided to be rude back!”

“Why the hell are you taking his side?”

“I’m not taking anybody’s side Jess’, why would you think I’d do that to you!”

“Then why don’t ya say anythin’!” A pause. “He interrupts me, ignores me, and yet you say nothin’! You’re a goddamn alpha, he’ll listen to you!”

“No he won’t! He’s an alpha too Jess’!”

Jesse let out a groan of frustration.

“And what about Han? Huh, I guess you don’t see him feel ‘im up him do ya?” 

“He’s never done that before!” 

“Yes he has!” Jesse yelled, his voice getting louder. 

Hanzo tensed as the shouting would get louder, and the grip on his book tightened.

Soon, the book slammed shut, causing (Y/N) and Jesse to turn to him.

“Can you two please cease this useless fighting!” Hanzo cried. “It brings us nowhere!”

Silence.

“(Y/N), Jesse isn’t going to like everyone, but Jesse, you must be polite to Dallas, it's unprofessional and he is your team member!” 

“Han-”

“No! You are both acting like children, hell, I can’t sit down and have a meal without you two fighting about this man! He is just a man!”

And that was the last straw.

Hanzo marched past the two enraged werewolves, who were still silent.

“I’m going to meditate, do not bother me.”

And the door shut, and frankly, (Y/N) and Jesse swore the door sounded louder than before.

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It was always calming in the zen garden.

It was built by request of Genji and Zenyatta.

Hanzo was thankful it was late, Genji and Zenyatta tended to meditate during the day.

So as of right now, he was alone.

The calming atmosphere almost always brought some peace to his mind.

Near the fountain, eyes shut.

However, they snapped open as the leaves brushed next to him. 

He turned, and spotted Dallas coming out of the bushes.

A water bottle in hand.

And a towel wrapped around his neck.

Dallas paused.

“Oh, heya Hanzo, how are you doing?”

“I am fine, you?”

Dallas frowned.

“I know that look,” He said. “Joel and (Y/N) fought again I’m guessing?”

“Is it that obvious?” A pause. “And his name is Jesse.”

Dallas muttered an apology before sitting down, next to Hanzo.

Hanzo fidgeted.

“What...are you doing here?”

“Oh, I was working out with Reinhart and Junkrat, but I got tired and left early,” He said, placing the bottle down. “God, those two have so much stamina.” 

Hanzo shook his head.

“Indeed.”

Silence.

“You...want a sip?”

“What?”

“Of my water.”

“Erm..no thank you.”

“You sure? Dr.Ziegler told me that you tend to meditate for hours, it shouldn’t hurt to drink something small.”

Hanzo thought for a moment, his dragons spoke to him, telling him to go see (Y/N) and Jesse.

He brushed it off and grabbed the water bottle, taking a few gulps.

“See? Isn’t that better?”

Hanzo shook his head.

“I suppose.”

Dallas grinned.

“Doesn’t Winston have some fruit here?”

“This isn’t the greenhouse, Dallas.”

“I know but it doesn’t hurt to look right?”

Hanzo sighed.

“You may look, but I am not.”

“Alright, see ya tomorrow then.”

“Farewell.”

Hanzo shut his eyes yet again.

                                            ──•~❉+❉~•──

After fifteen minutes, Hanzo felt off.

His head was pounding, his arms felt weak.

Slowly, he opened his eyes.

When were the lights this bright.

Hanzo stood up-

He wobbled and fell against the fountain, gripping his head. 

His vision was getting more distorted and blurry every time he blinked.

He heard footsteps behind him.

“God, it was easy breaking into this place.” A voice said off in the distance.

“You sure this is the place?”

Hanzo hobbled forward, only to fall to the ground.

“Oh it's the place alright.” He heard Dallas’ voice interrupt.

Through his blurred vision, he saw the faint outline of Dallas, crouching near him.

The corner of his eyes began to turn to black, as he felt himself be lifted from the ground and placed on Dallas’ shoulder.

“Welcome to the Eastern Pack of Spain, Hanzo Shimada.” 

[bxcketbarnes]

Just Teasing - Part Two

Pairing: Dave Hodgman x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 3583

Author’s Note: Here is part two that @mf-despair-queen has requested! It’s cute, angsty, and smutty all in one, so I hope you guys like it! She also proofread this for me cause she’s amazing af. <3

Dave and I have been dating for almost two weeks and I couldn’t be any happier. Sometimes, I’m still in shock that he loves me and that we’re actually together. What’s been annoying is that my ex-boyfriend, Jack, has been calling and texting me for the past few days, begging me to take him back. I haven’t told Dave that he’s been trying to get back with me, not wanting him to worry or get into a fight, even though that was never something he did.

I walked into Dave’s house, heading up the stairs towards his room, noticing that his family isn’t home, which meant we can have ‘alone’ time. I knocked on his door, hearing a faint ‘come in’ and I open the door, seeing Dave sitting on his bed, wearing just his boxers. My cheeks flush a bit as I walk in, closing the door behind me and place my phone on his night stand before crawling onto his bed.

“Hey, baby.” Dave smiled, giving me a chaste kiss to the lips. I smiled once he pulled away, bringing him in for another proper kiss, moving my lips against his as his hands rested on my waist. I pulled away from him, smiling widely as I rested my forehead against his, my heart beating at an irregular pace.

“Hey you. I missed you,” I muttered, running my fingers through his soft brown hair as his thumbs rubbed circles on my bare skin.

“Baby… you saw me yesterday,” Dave chuckled and I groaned, feeling embarrassed. I hid my face in his neck, one of my hands resting against my chest as I felt comfortable enough to fall asleep in his arms.

“Shut up…” I mumbled, my cheeks becoming warm. “Is your girlfriend not allowed to miss you, even though she saw you yesterday?” I asked, licking my lips slightly, pressing a small kiss to his neck.

“U-Um,” he stuttered, his hands gripping my waist a bit. “Y-Yeah, of course she is,” Dave groaned, moving his head towards the side a bit. I smirked against his skin, placing wet kisses up his neck, sucking on the skin behind his ear, hearing a moan escaping his lips. I sucked on his neck, my name slipping from his lips as one of his hands moved down towards my ass, squeezing it lightly. “Christ, Y/N.” I pulled away from him, admiring the dark purple spot on his neck, blowing on it a bit before pressing a small kiss to his lips.

“I love you, Dave,” I smiled, intertwining our fingers together. Dave grinned, bringing our hands to his lips, pressing his lips to my knuckles softly.

“I love you too, Y/N.” Our faces leaned towards each other and when our lips are about to connect, my phone rings, the sound blaring throughout the room. I sighed, pulling away from Dave, picking my phone up from the night stand, seeing Jack was calling me once again. “Who is it?” He asked and I turned the screen around, showing him who it is. His jaw clenched as I answered the phone.

“Jack… what do you want?” I answered, sitting on Dave’s lap, annoying that he had interrupted our alone time.

“Y/N, baby, I want you back. I miss you. When I saw you with that nerd the other day, s-something sparked in me. I still love you,” Jack pleaded and I rolled my eyes, getting a little angrier by the second.

“First things first. Dave’s not a nerd. Second, I don’t love you anymore, I’m in love with someone else,” I muttered, staring into Dave’s eyes as he smiled, rubbing his thumb against my cheekbone.

“Seriously? What the fuck does he have that I don’t?” He asked angrily and I scoffed, hanging up the phone. I placed it back on the night stand, sighing loudly as I placed my forehead against his.

“What did he want?” Dave asked softly, rubbing my back and I let out a breath, looking up at him, taking his free hand in mine, playing with the tips of his fingers.

“He wants to get back together. It’s what he does. Once he finds that I’m happy with someone else, he claims that he misses me and still loves me. It’s all a mind trick and I’ve fallen for it more than once, but not this time. I’m finally happy, like actually happy with you,” I muttered, my heartbeat picking up as he smiled at me before pulling me into a sweet kiss.

“I’m happy with you as well, babe. So, my friend texted me earlier saying there was a party in a few hours and I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go with me?” He asked me and I smiled at him, nodding my head.

“Sure, why not,” I giggled, getting off of his lap. He sat on the edge of his bed, looking me up and down as I went through his shirt drawer, finding my favorite shirt of his. “Can we take an hour nap first?” I asked, yawning a bit and he nodded his head, getting back into his bed as I laid my back to his chest after changing into his shirt, falling asleep in his arms.

 A couple hours later, Dave and I were walking towards the house party, seeing everyone around the house, drinking and having a laugh. “Stay by my side, okay?” Dave asked and I nodded my head, linking our arms together. We walked into the house, making our way towards the kitchen when I noticed my ex and Dave’s ex talking. I furrowed my eyebrows at them, scoffing, remembering what Jack had told me earlier. Fucking asshole. “What do you want, babe?” Dave asked me and I picked out the root beer bottle, not in the mood to drink.

“Soda is fine. I don’t feel like getting drunk. You can drink if you want, baby.” I smiled at him and he muttered that he’d just have one, handing me my drink as we walked towards the dance floor. We danced to a few songs, getting sweatier by the minute when I told him I needed some air, walking out the back sliding door and sitting on the porch swing. I heard the door slide open, Jack emerging from the house and I sighed, not being able to get away from this kid. He smiled at me, sitting down next to me on the swing and we sat in silence for a few minutes before he decided to speak up.

“Where’s your boyfriend?” Jack asked, glancing at me and I pointed towards the house.

“I just came out here for a few minutes. He’s still inside,” I muttered, wishing he would just go away when he brought out his phone, pulling up his camera roll.

“Is he the one who’s dancing with this blonde chick?” He asked, showing me a picture of Dave and Aubrey, a little close for my comfort as my heart breaks a little, nodding my head.

“Y-Yeah,” I whispered, standing up from my seat, walking into the house, looking for Dave. I see him standing with Aubrey as they talk, laughing about something. I frown, continuing to watch them as she leaned up to kiss him and I look away, suddenly not wanting to be here anymore. I walk out the door, hearing Jack call my name from behind me. I just keep walking, not wanting to talk to anyone. “Leave me alone,” I muttered.

“Y/N, c’mon, stop.” He grabbed my arm tightly, making me wince as I stop, turning around to face him. “Are you going to be okay?” Jack asked and I nodded my head, trying to walk away again.

“Let go of me, Jack,” I demanded and he shook his head, gripping tighter. “J-Jack you’re hurting me,” I cried out and his face softened, letting go of my arm. I saw Dave walk out of the house, a lipstick print on his cheek. He seemed a little worried and angry at the same time.

“Hey, get the fuck away from her.” Dave yelled, running over to us, prying his hand off my arm, wrapping his arm around my waist. I push Dave off of me, standing to the side as Jack glared at Dave. Dave looked down at me, his lips parted with a look of heartbreak on his face.

“She doesn’t want to see you, Dave, since you made out with that blonde chick,” Jack muttered, standing next to me and I scoffed at Jack’s attempt to be the good guy. I just walk away from the both of them.

“Y/N, wait!” I heard Dave yell and he stood in front of me, making me stop in my tracks. “Don’t listen to him, okay? I-I didn’t make out with her, sh-she tried to kiss me, but I backed away from her. It was my ex, you know that and you know that I feel nothing for her anymore. I love you.” He frowned and I stared at him, staring at the lipstick on his cheek.

“If you loved me, why is there lipstick on your cheek?” I asked and he groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“She tried to make a move on me and her lips touched my cheek before I could get the chance to get away from her. Y/N… you gotta believe me. I wouldn’t do such a drastic thing, especially when I’m finally happy.” I could see a few tears begin to pool in his eyes and I sighed, shaking my head.

“I need time, okay? I’m gonna walk home, I’ll call you.” I gave him a small smile, trying to ignore the pain in my chest as I begin to walk away. Before I turned the corner of the block, I looked back towards Dave’s car, which isn’t far from where I’m standing, and I see him get into it before punching the steering wheel, running a hand through his hair. A tear slipped from my eye, hating to see him so upset as I walk down the street towards my house, thinking about what happened tonight. I let out a soft sigh, thinking how I just fucked up the one relationship I was actually happy in. My footsteps halted once I heard hushed whispers, curiosity getting the best of me as I eavesdrop on their conversation.

“Aubrey, you couldn’t have kept him from coming outside for a little longer? I almost had her in my arms again,” Jack muttered and I gasped softly, narrowing my eyes at the pair in the alleyway.

“I tried, but he wouldn’t budge. He didn’t want me anymore, which is confusing, because he was practically in love with me when we were dating. You said that they didn’t leave together, right? That must mean they’ve broken up. Just go to her house,” Aubrey mentioned, crossing her arms and I leave the area, running towards my house, seeing Dave’s car in the driveway as he paced in front of the door of the house, mumbling words to himself.

“Dave!” I yelled and he turned around quickly as I ran towards him, throwing my arms around his neck. His hands wrap around my waist, holding me close to him and I pull away from him a little, pressing my lips roughly to his. Dave moaned, gripping my hips with one hand as his other hand runs through my hair. He pulled away from me, resting his forehead against mine, breathing a little heavy.

“W-What… I’m confused,” Dave muttered, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear

“Jack and Aubrey, t-they planned to break us up. I’m so sorry. I-I know you said that she didn’t actually kiss you, but I was afraid you’d leave me for her since she was your first.” I whispered, looking up at him, staring longingly into his eyes.

“You’re fucking kidding me!” Jack yelled and we turned around, Dave’s arm still wrapped around my waist as my hands were pressed against his chest, both of us glaring at him.

“You fucking lied, you piece of shit.” I muttered, trying to go towards him, but Dave held me back. “I heard your conversation with Aubrey, how you planned to break us up, so what? So you can get back with me? How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t love you anymore. Now, if you don’t mind, Dave and I are going inside and we’re never gonna see you again,” I growled, grabbing Dave’s hand, leading him into the house.

“Holy shit, babe. T-That was like the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” He muttered, leaning down to wrap his arms around my thighs, picking me up, carrying me up to my room. I place small kisses to his lips as he kicked my door open, dropping me onto my bed before attaching his lips to mine in a heated kiss. His hands pushed up my shirt and I pull it off, throwing it to the floor as Dave’s lips pressed against my collarbone, nibbling on my skin a bit as a moan escaped my lips. My fingers tugged at the bottom of Dave’s shirt, wanting him to take it off as he pulled it off his head roughly, throwing it to the ground next to mine. One of his hands moved down my stomach and into the front of my leggings, the tip of his fingers making contact with my clothed clit.

“O-Oh, Dave,” I moaned as he pressed harder against my clit, creating circles and figure eights as my hips bucked up. Dave’s fingers slipped into my panties, his cold fingers coming in contact with my clit as I gasped, gripping my sheets as they continued to move through my folds and slowly push into my entrance. My eyes flutter shut as he pumped his fingers in and out of me, his thumb rubbing my nub softly.

“You’re so tight, baby,” Dave moaned, leaning his head down, taking one of my nipples into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it a few times before biting down on it. His name escaped from my lips, arching my back as his fingers began to move faster, the tips of his fingers hitting my g-spot repeatedly. I pushed his fingers out of me, getting up off the bed, pulling off my leggings and panties before pushing him back on the mattress. I unbuckled his belt, undoing his jeans as I pulled them and his boxers down his long legs, throwing them to the floor as his member twitched slightly.

“I’ve always wanted to do this and I think you’ll like it.” I smirked at Dave and he furrowed his eyebrows at me, confused at what I’m talking about. I climbed onto the bed, turning around so my ass is facing him before straddling his chest.

“O-Oh my.” I heard Dave moan, his hands on my ass cheeks, pulling it down as he drags his tongue through my folds, making me moan loudly while stroking his hard cock. “Fuck, you taste so sweet,” He growled, slapping my ass, wrapping his tongue around my clit. I licked up the underside of his length, feeling his vein pulsing against my tongue, swirling my tongue around his tip before slipping him into my mouth. I bob my head on his cock, moaning every once in awhile when his tongue connected with my clit. One of his arms wrapped around my lower back as his tongue dived into my entrance, thrusting the muscle in and out of me. I took his cock out of my mouth, moaning loudly and he began pressing his thumb against my clit, intensifying the pleasure as I stroke his length faster.

“F-Fuck, Dave. I-I’m gonna cum,” I moan before placing him back into my mouth, running my tongue against his shaft, stroking what I couldn’t fit into my mouth.

“Cum on my mouth, princess.” Dave growled, slapping my ass once more and I gasped, hollowing my cheeks, taking his length deeper into my throat. My toes begin to curl and his tongue left my entrance, licking up through my folds to my clit, nibbling on it lightly as my hips begin to buck wildly. His grip on me tightened, holding me against his face as he fastened his pace and I take his cock out of my mouth once more, a scream erupting from my lips as I begin cumming. I grip my sheets, legs shaking violently as Dave lapped up my juices, small groans leaving his lips. Dave moved my hips off his face, sitting up against the headboard as he patted his lap, smirking, his lips glistening with my arousal.

“Ride my cock, princess.” Dave licked his lips as I nodded my head, crawling onto his lap, grabbing his length, rubbing it through my folds a few times before sinking onto it. I rest my hands against Dave’s shoulders, getting adjusted to his length for a minute or two before I lean forward slightly, shifting my hips slightly, rolling them against Dave’s, feeling his cock slide in and out of me. He groans, gripping my hips as I continue my slow movements.

“Jesus…” I muttered, biting my lip as he thrusted up into me a bit, his cock reaching new depths and I moan out, my nails digging into his skin. “You’re so big.” I moaned, his lips mashed against my cheek, continuing thrusting up into my pussy, hitting my sweet spot with every thrust. I bounce on his hips, my ass cheeks slapping against his thighs. Moans left both our lips as my head leans back, eyes closed as Dave assists with bouncing me on his dick. His arms wrap around my waist, picking me up as his length is still deep inside me, moving me onto my back, pressing my legs against my chest.

“I love you,” Dave whispered, pressing his lips to mine softly for a few seconds. His cock began pistoning in and out of my at a fast pace, my fingers gripping my comforter, Dave’s balls slapping against my ass, the noise echoing throughout the room. His face nuzzles into my neck, kissing the skin as I moan out his name, running my fingers through his hair, tugging it slightly. My nails run down his back as he attempts to thrust deeper into me, his tip hitting my cervix and I let out another scream, arching my back. My toes begin to curl as my walls clench on Dave’s cock.

“I-I’m cumming!” I moan and Dave let’s go of my legs, wrapping them around his hips as my nails dig deeper into his back, feeling my body shake vigorously.

“Fuck, me too baby. Cum with me.” Dave growled, pumping into me faster, feeling my juices leak from my pussy, trailing down my ass as he hits my sweet spot a few more times before Dave grunts cum spilling from his tip inside me and he continues to thrust hard, my walls milking his cock as he finishes. I could feel him panting in the crook of my neck as I wrapped my arms around his neck, breathing heavily as well, coming down from my incredible orgasm.

Dave rolled off of me, laying down next to me as I get up from the bed, heading into the bathroom to clean myself up. I bit my lip, smiling to myself as I up the mess, hearing Dave’s voice through the door.

“So… that, um, that was good, right?” He asked and I chuckled, a blush rising on my cheeks and I open the bathroom door.

“Dave, that was literally the best I’ve ever had. I didn’t know you had that in you,” I smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek as he grinned, looking more confident and I pull out a new pair of panties, slipping them on. I search around the room for Dave’s shirt and I finally find it, an end sticking out from underneath my bed and I slip it on over my head.

“I fucking love you in my clothes, baby,” Dave purred, pressing his lips to my head, wrapping an arm around my waist. “I should go though. I promised my parents I’d watch Stella and they left about an hour ago,” He muttered and pulls away from me, pulling on his pants, getting ready to leave as I laid out on my bed, watching him.

“Will you come back when they get home?” I asked him and he glanced over at me, swallowing thickly as he noticed my pose, nodding his head.

“Y-Yeah, of course,” Dave stuttered and I grinned, loving the effect I have on him. He walked over to me after tying his shoes, pressing a soft, loving kiss to my lips. “I love you, so much,” Dave whispered and my heart skipped a beat, smiling. I kissed his lips, pressing my hands to his cheeks and I feel his lips move against mine. I pull away from him, resting my forehead against his.

“I love you too, Dave.” I grinned and he kissed me once more quickly before jumping out my window. I gasp, getting up quickly, looking out the window, seeing him land quite hard on the ground. I sighed in relief, knowing that he’s okay and chuckle when he gives me a wink before getting into his car and driving off.

God do I love you.