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St. Patrick’s Day

Chapter Three: December Part 1

Summary: A blizzard locks Hugh and Jordan inside together. She wants to leave to get home before it gets worse but Hugh knows better.

Warnings: 18+ themes, swearing, bad use of british slang (sorry).

Word Count: 2.5k

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December hit Chicago quickly, blizzard after blizzard rolling over the windy city while school never quite canceled. It was the north, they expected it year after year but that didn’t make it any less irritating when one had to get somewhere or leave somewhere. It would be even worse as the December days got closer to Christmas, January could be quite frigid too. Cold was something many Northern states expected in the winter months so they had more fail safes for the weather than Southern ones did.

On an early December day, a frigid blizzard started swirling while Jordan was at Hugh’s home. She offered a cooking lesson which Hugh was adamant that he needed as well as to help him unbox some of his belongings. The day started off fine, a light flurry of snow that was forecasted to last throughout the day and nothing more.

Wrong. So very wrong.

An hour or so into their second date, the snow grew into a heavy blizzard. Jordan pursed her lips as she looked out the windows. The snow was beautiful, ice crystals sparkling in the bright sun but she knew that as soon as she stepped outside she would be running to get back to a warm place. They had just finished rolling out some cookies, flour and dough on both their hands.

“I probably have to leave. Elle wanted me home tonight.” Jordan sighed, rubbing her forehead with the back of her hand to not get the raw dough on her face.

Hugh set the cookie sheet in the oven then began to wash his hands in the sink. “Are you mad? It’s bloody freezing out there. You can stay with me, darling. You need to keep warm.” He pointed out, grabbing Jordan’s hands to wash them in the sink.

The action made Jordan’s cheeks heat up, watching as Hugh used his fingers to scrub in between hers. His hands were slightly bigger than her own, rough, yet touched her quite tenderly which was all she could ask for. This was strangely comforting. The last time Jordan had someone wash her hands for her was when she was six by her mom and it was after making cookies, similarly to this moment.

“I can’t. I don’t have any clothes to change into or–or makeup wipes. I have to go home.” Jordan reasoned, drying her hands on a nearby rag. Maybe she was making up excuses, she wasn’t exactly sure.

Hugh leaned against the counter and cocked his head at Jordan. “Do I need to convince you, darling?” He asked with a wink. Jordan’s eyes held confusion until Hugh hummed, “Baby, it’s cold outside.” He took her hands and smiled expectantly at her.

Jordan sighed, shaking her head at him. She didn’t expect Hugh to be so…. Silly. But he was and that made her fall for him more. “I’ve got to go away.” She sang lightly. She didn’t have the best pitch but her voice was still beautiful.

“Baby, it’s cold outside.” Hugh sang a little louder, voice soft as he started a small dance with Jordan. It was just some gentle swaying.

“This evening has been….” Jordan’s eyes widened as Hugh attempted to twirl her, catching her in his arms. That’s…. Never happened before. Since she was the taller one–or close to it–in her other relationships, a twirl when it came to dancing with a partner ended up in an awkward position.

Hugh set his hands on Jordan’s waist, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “Hoping that you’d drop in.” He hummed into her ear as a hand took hers to lead her into the living room so they’d have more space.

“So very nice.” Jordan blinked lightly. She wasn’t sure why she kept up this song with Hugh. Deep down, she knew she’d lost to him. Jordan was already convinced but this was much more fun to go through rather than just saying yes.

Hugh intertwined their hands yet again and brought Jordan’s to his lips. The kiss was light and sweet, his lips felt soft on her skin and Jordan suddenly felt a heat on her cheeks from it. “I’ll hold your hands, they’re just like ice.” They were quite cold but he assumed it was from the cool water her hands were in. He tried to keep the heater on to scare away the cold from the outside.

“My mother will start to worry.” Not her mother, she lived approximately eight hundred miles away, but Elle would certainly worry. Jordan was more concerned about her anyway. She may be an actress but she wasn’t above beating up a man if an event called for it. Jordan glanced off to the side as the thought occurred.

Hugh frowned playfully, “Beautiful, what’s your hurry?” He pulled Jordan close and began to sway, urging her to as well. Jordan thought it would be rude if she refused.

“My father will be pacing the floor.” Jordan pursed her lips, trying to act along to the song. She wasn’t the best actor but she certainly wasn’t the worst either. Elle had asked for her help reading scripts so she could act out scenes on more than one occasion and she expressed she was actually pretty good.

Hugh smiled in response, motioning to the fire burning in its cage. “Listen to that fireplace roar.” His nose scrunched lightly as he sang the lyrics. Jordan found it…. Cute. She was surprised when she found anything cute about this man that was twenty years her senior but the mind was a strange place.

“So, really, I’d better scurry.” Jordan sighed, pulling away from the small waltz that started while still holding onto Hugh’s hands with an amused look in her eyes.

Jordan was somewhat used to acting out these songs, but it was usually with one of her friends and the music was playing in the background so she’d have something to go off of. She was pleasantly surprised she’d remembered any of the lyrics.

Hugh set a hand on his heart, eyebrows furrowing. “Beautiful, please don’t hurry.” He seemed to be slightly heartbroken but Jordan knew better, he was just putting those acting chops to work.

“But…. Maybe just a half a drink more.” Jordan shrugged with a sly smile as she pulled Hugh closer, setting a hand on his shoulder. She finally gave in but she knew she’d have to let Elle know or she would have a heart attack worrying about her. Anxiety ran in the family.

Hugh hummed as he pressed a light kiss to Jordan’s lips. It made her heart flutter, she knew she’d never get used to it. Not that she’d want to. The feeling was nice. “I’ll put some records on while I pour.” He winked, pulling away from Jordan so he could retreat to the kitchen.

Jordan cocked her head as Hugh left until she realized the timer for the cookies went off a few minutes ago. She didn’t even register it, her mind was consumed by…. Well, Hugh. The way his lips stretched when they smiled, how his beard scratched against her skin, his eyes sparkling each time they were caught in the light. The pattern of his eyes were almost crystalic when Jordan found the time to properly observe them.

When Hugh did come back, it was with two big red mugs. “I may not know how to cook or bake but hot chocolate is pretty easy.” He joked softly, handing one to Jordan as he grabbed a plaid blanket from the couch. “We have to stay warm somehow, don’t you think?” He sat on the ground near the fireplace, patting the area next to him.

Jordan took a sip of the brown liquid in her mug, humming as she nodded. It was probably boxed hot chocolate but she didn’t care, it was good either way. She sat next to Hugh, resting her head on his shoulder as he set the blanket across their shoulders. She’s never felt comfort like this before. This was intimate even if it meant absolutely nothing to anyone else, it meant the world to her. Jordan wasn’t a stranger to relationships or boyfriends–or even girlfriends–but none of them treated her quite like Hugh did. Like she was important. Like she would be…. The last. Jordan never once felt like their relationship was just one out of the many more her partner would have. Even if it was, Jordan could say she had Hugh Dancy as a boyfriend and no one would ever compare afterwards.

“What are you thinking, darling?” Hugh cocked his eyebrow in curiosity after he took a sip from his mug. He could hear the cogs turning in her head, something he learned to sense easily. He had also wrapped a hand around Jordan’s waist as she set her head on his shoulder.

Jordan shifted her head slightly, their eyes meeting. “I think I love you.” She admitted softly before her eyes flicked back down to her mug.

“Oh.” Hugh blinked in surprise, setting his mug down. “That’s…. I love you too.” He whispered back, cupping Jordan’s cheek to turn her head back towards him. The words surprised Jordan, a blush spreading across her cheeks. She didn’t think he’d say it back. “Did you think I wouldn’t like that?” He asked softly, no accusatory tone in his voice. Just a simple question.

Jordan let out a heavy breath, eyes flicking from Hugh’s eyes to his lips a few times. “I don’t know. Are we…. Moving too fast? I mean, most people don’t say they love each other until they know each other well which usually takes months.” She asked. Her own eyes were full of emotion, vulnerable.

“I’d say we know each other very well. I know your brother's names and that one of them currently lives in Denver. I know your favorite color is navy blue. I know that when you were six, you made a tunnel through a mountain of snow in your backyard. And I know your first celebrity crush was Robert Downey Jr. in Iron Man. You know my sibling’s names and that my favorite color is forest green. You also happen to know a lot of embarrassing stories from my Uni days.” Hugh countered with a light smile on his lips while Jordan was waiting for him to get to his point. “I said that you would set the pace. And if this is the pace you want to go at, then so be it.” He kissed her forehead, hands on either side of Jordan’s face.

Jordan’s pounding heart stilled. The act of affection soothed her. The things Hugh could do was enigma when it came to Jordan. One second her heart was pounding and she felt like she was going to start to break into a sweat when he turned on his charm, the next second she was completely comfortable and soothed when he did something like this. A fire, a blanket, and two cups of hot cocoa as a snow storm raged outside.

“Well, your roommate catching you with a girl is hilarious.” Jordan chuckled, eyes soft and warm. She couldn’t believe what she was feeling was real. Did people normally feel like that?

Hugh rolled his eyes, “He said he would be gone the whole night! Never told me his plans got canceled. Bloody idiot.” He said under his breath, unconsciously rubbing circles into Jordan’s hip.

“I love your British-isms.” Jordan chuckled, taking a sip from her mug as she leaned further into Hugh’s side. He was quite a comfortable pillow. She could see why Elle liked to lean on her the most.

Hugh’s eyebrows furrowed, “British-isms? The fuck does that mean?” He asked, confusion etched into his features. He’d learned that certain things Jordan said did not make sense to him but she was quite eager to explain so he could understand.

“The way you speak. Certain words.” Jordan shrugged. “Like ‘this is bloody insane!’ or my personal favorite, ‘are you taking the piss on me?’” With each saying, she tried her hand at a British accent which even Hugh had to admit was believable. “Which you haven’t said that one yet, been kinda waiting for it.” She teased.

Hugh rolled his eyes playfully. “Haven’t had the chance, darling. It’s not the type of ‘British-ism’ I like to use often anyway.” When saying the word he was asking about in the first place, he used his American accent. “I love your American-isms.” He teased back.

“Hm, like what?” Jordan pursed her lips, eyes unimpressed with how the joke turned around to be about her.

“Like the amount of times you say ‘like’ in a sentence.” Hugh pointed out, looking into the flames in front of them as he thought of another example. “It’s not as much as when you ‘damn’ in response to things.” He chuckled, causing Jordan to laugh with him.

Jordan playfully pouted, “Elle called me out on that too! God, do I really say that a lot?” She ran a hand through her hair as she tilted her head at Hugh. His eyes caught onto her hand, wondering if her hair was as soft as it looked to be.

“You do.” Hugh smiled, pressing a kiss to Jordan’s cheek. “But I find it endearing. So you have nothing to worry about, darling.” He whispered.

“Another thing I like. When you call me darling.” Jordan admitted softly, setting her mug next to Hugh’s as she burrowed further into his side. They may have only been on a few dates in between late November and early December but each time they saw each other, Jordan became more and more comfortable sharing her thoughts.

It wasn’t cold outside their little cocoon but she didn’t feel like moving in case it was. Hugh was comfortable, his body was firm and warm. Perhaps he was the one who kept the heat. Not the blanket. Jordan wouldn’t be surprised if that was the case.

A warm smile broke out on Hugh’s lips, “Then I’ll call you darling as much as you want.” He hummed, resting his chin on the top of Jordan’s head as he wrapped both arms around her.

“Hmm, this is nice.” Jordan mumbled into Hugh’s chest, feeling the warmth in her own chest.

Jordan’s heart never was frozen or icy but all the different things she was feeling made her heart feel like it was. Hugh brought it out of her; these emotions. That feeling of coming home for the first time kept replaying each time she was able to be with him. It was scary. But she didn’t want it to stop either. It might have been scary but it was also beautiful and made her think of endless possibilities. Would it ever end? She hoped not.

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vamptember · 9 months

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IT'S TIME TO GET READY FOR THE VAMPIRE PARTY AGAIN! 🦇

Welcome back to Vamptember, everyone! Miss us? We missed you! 🖤

For the month of September please join us in MAKING VAMPIRE STUFF! Fic, art, headcanons, playlists, fic recs, meta, anything you can think of! Base it on the books, the movie, the show, the musical, or even that other movie! Canon or AU!

RULES 1. There are no rules. Please have fun! 2. Each day has THREE PROMPTS in case one doesn’t speak to you! Pick one or combine them or rearrange them, it's up to you! 3. Tag your posts #vamptember so that we can reblog! If your post isn’t showing in the tag please don’t hesitate to DM it to us!

Tell your friends and share to spread the word! Daily prompts (3/day) under the cut!

5+1 / Pantheist / Leather

Dissection / Rome / Bathed

FREE DAY

"And why were such things made in the world?" / Folk Horror / Second Breakfast

Fix-It / Midnight Sun / Stain

Rio de Janeiro / “You should leave.” / Aeneid

Reverse AU / Fragrant / Calendar

Metamorphosis / St. Patrick’s Cathedral / “What’s out there?”

Fatal Domain / First Time / Doctor

FREE DAY

Royalty AU / Flowers / Les Innocents

“Love never dies a natural death.” / Creamy / Les Diaboliques

POV Switch / Bittersweet / Ocean

Vision / "You knew?" / Creature

The Paragon of Animals / Dress Up / Jungle

Coffee Shop AU / Email/Text Message / Kemet

FREE DAY

Fairy Tale / Baby / Aliens

Genderswap / Priest / Favorite Song

Cowboy/Cowgirl AU / Pearls / San Francisco

Sense of Humor / 1990s / Heaven or Hell

Strip / Mad Scientist / Carnival

Enemies to Lovers / Good Luck Charm / Egypt

FREE DAY

Snowed In / Urban Legend / Heartbeat

Secret Lover / Amnesia / Outsider POV

Fake Dating / Glasses / Uruk

News / Jealousy / Present Day

Unreliable Narrator / Sunlight / Fight & Make Up

Sonoma Compound / “Take me home.” / Bed Sharing

#vamptember #vampire chronicles #vc #anne rice #lestat de lioncourt #louis de pointe du lac #armand #daniel molloy #marius de romanus #prompt list 2023

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beeslibrarycorner · 6 months

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Father Paul during the holidays

Halloween

* He likes to dress up in a simple costume

* He also likes to give candy out to the children of crocket island

* If you pass by the church he will compliment your costume if you’re dressed up.

* He also insists on giving you a candy. “You could never be too old to go trick or treating y/n”

* When everyone settles down for the night and everyone is almost asleep your door bell rings signaling his arrival.

* “Trick or treat”

* The two of you would probably watch a scary movie and eat alot of candy.

Thanksgiving

* Cooking lots of different dishes and desserts

* “All of this looks so delicious, thank you angel”

* Before the two of you start eating dinner he tells you that he’s thankful for you.

* I can picture this convo:

“Would you like some more sweet potato casserole Paul?”

“I can’t eat another bite”

“That’s smart, your saving room for dessert”

(Groans in full stomach)

* He goes into a food coma and falls asleep on your couch. (it was all apart of your plan)

* Sending him home with leftovers to eat.

Christmas

* He loves to decorate the rectory for the holidays.

* He loves the snow

* He loves the cookies and other baked goods that you make for him.

* But he also loves the look on your face when he gives you your Christmas gift.

* You get him a gift too and he’s happy that you gave him such a thoughtful gift

* Yes it’s a religious holiday but he would find you to be just as important. Spending time with the ones that he loves is his favorite part of the holiday.

New years

* Most of the people leave crocket island and head to the main land for family and friends

* Around 12 am he would pop over for a new years kiss.

* You guys cuddle and watch a tv marathon playing on one of the channels.

Valentine’s Day

* He leaves chocolate and a bouquet of flowers on your porch early in the morning.

* He gives you a love letter

* There’s a lot of secret kissing going around when no one’s looking.

* Candle light dinner

* Candle lit bubble bath

* Watching romcoms till three in the morning and sharing chocolate

St Patrick’s day

* You get Irish food from the mainland and you ask father Paul to have dinner with you.

Easter

* He likes celebrating Easter, it’s an important holiday and he enjoys doing Easter mass

* the town has many festivities after mass.

* He enjoys watching the churches egg hunt happen, it’s chaotic

* There’s a pot luck after wards with all different types of food.

* Everyone is pulling Paul in every which way and all he wants is to be near you.

* The night before the two of you decorate eggs together.

* You hide his favorite candy in the rectory for him to find with a note that says the Easter bunny visited.

Fourth of July

* There’s a cookout in the island, everyone is there.

* There’s ice cream and popsicles to cool people off, it’s the perfect night.

* One of the towns people shoots fireworks off the doc and you gather with the rest of the town to watch.

#father paul x reader #monsignor pruitt #father paul hill #father pruitt #monsignor Pruitt x reader #midnight mass

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talesfrommedinastation · 2 months

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My redneck neighbor Doug watches 'The Return'

Doug and I have made up for our disagreement regarding Montana. I did not, in fact, go to his St Patrick's Day party (due to the fact I was busy with my daughter's Scout pack being in the parade), but we bonded over the insane weather in our region recently.

He had a lot of strong opinions on this, and it was a little scattered. Kind of like most TV shows, I guess.

CW: Doug Doug's on and continues to have Feelings about Certain Geographic Locations. Enjoy!

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Episode 4: “Redneck Family Bonding”

You know how I know them clone boys is from Florida?

Because the show opens to Little Orphan Blonde sleeping in their busted work van wearing a puka shell necklace while her brother Daddy Warcrimes is shooting fruit on the beach all while their adopted mutant dog chases critters away from the trash can.

Yup. Average day in Florida.

Of course Daddy Rambo is sitting on the ledge, watching Daddy Warcrimes and mumbling to himself. Do you think he peeps on the neighbors in the other part of Space Daytona? He totally does. Daddy Rambo, you need a girlfriend, make that fruity robot wear a skirt and take it out on a date or something.

Hell YEAH, my boy Toaster Strudel is BACK! Look at him hugging everyone. Good man. Love him. Why is Daddy Warcrimes still wearing that fisherman sweater, is it St. Patrick’s Day still? Where’s Rex? Oh well.

And they’re chilling out on Hoops’s porch, chugging the man’s liquor and eating his sushi. I would, too. Oh man, they’re referencing Ryan-from-Accounting. I’m sad now. Where’s Church Lady? Probably realized she was too good for Ryan-from-Accounting, or maybe she found his bitch wife Laura and now they wine buddies. I guess.

Aw, Mutant Jimmers is friends with the monkeys. God damn, I love Mutant Jimmers.

No one can hack into the iPad Little Orphan Blondie took from her internship at the Museum of Science and Industry. Little Orphan Blondie’s a kid, make the kid do it! All kids know how iPads work!

They still kept Daddy Warcrimes’s armor with the Georgia colors and the skulls! And that’s why Daddy Rambo won’t look at him–look at Daddy Rambo’s colors, man’s a Gator fan and the SEC decides everything now don’t it.

So…they’re going back to Space Wyoming? Oh man, I remember this dump. I hope they threw THAT BLOND JACKASS’S body in a dumpster and let the bears eat it.

Back to the walk-in refrigerator where Daddy Warcrimes hung out with….oh. Oh. Sassy Park Ranger. Oh. But hey they found an ATM! How else are they gonna buy weed out here?

You know it’s a redneck family vacation because someone’s gotta get out of the trailer and turn on the circuit breaker cause there’s no power and they gotta watch the Saints play. At least they ain’t hot wiring the HMS Search Warrant to power shit up. Actually, it would be great if they did–that’s some redneck engineering right there and it’s good bonding for those angry boys.

Oh the daddy fight! Daddy Warcrimes and Daddy Rambo need the therapy and they ain’t gonna get it so they gonna do what rednecks do when they upset and need to talk…go outside the trailer and scream and shove each other while the dog barks at everything. Someone needs to trip on a rusty rake now. I feel like I’m watching my own family on Christmas.

Of course, turning off the power means the critters are coming! Is it gonna be a snow gator? No? Oh man it’s one of them worms from that sand movie that Bobbie Lee keeps talking about!

Go go Daddy Warcrimes go! Save Daddy Rambo!

Once again, they rednecks, because nothing solves a problem like shooting a gun repeatedly into the ground. Don’t none of these folks have a taser? Some bear mace? Come on, there’s a Wal Mart on Space Daytona I know there is.

Mutant Jimmers is helping everyone out! Go Mutant Jimmers go! When does Mutant Jimmers get her own show?

Toaster Strudel bitching at everyone as he gonna do. I agree Toaster Strudel, I agree.

Man look at Little Orphan Blondie go and there’s Julio doing all the work while being chased by the snow critter. Why does every animal on earth wanna mate with Julio I swear to God.

And they turned the power back on and boom no more critter chasing. This is the most redneck show I swear I’m watching a show about my idiot brother in law and his friends in Wyoming.

Nothing brings the family together like going out to an abandoned trailer, searching for the power, shooting guns, getting chased by critters and a screaming shove-fight outside while the dog chases a big-assed animal away from the garbage. Yup. Space rednecks. They all need NASCAR shirts.

Well, they got the iPad working again….back to Space Florida! And they all getting along.

Meat Muffin, why did this episode make me so happy?

Tagging Doug's fans because yes: @skellymom @cdblake1565 @megmca @sued134 @eyecandyeoz @amalthiaph @yeehawgeek @eelfuneral @thecoffeelorian @lightwise @archivistofnerddom @askyourfox @heavenseed76 @totallyunidentified

#tbb #cloneforce99 #thebadbatch #the bad batch #the bad batch season 3 #redneck doug #doug watches star wars #clone force 99 #doug why #cajun doug #doug the neighbor #space rednecks

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mask-of-anubis · 5 months

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Eddie: Thanksgiving is like Anubis’ favorite holiday! You guys loved it when we celebrated last year, right?

Alfie: No, it was a disaster. The ranking goes - my birthday, Christmas, Halloween…

Amber: Easter

Nina: Hanukkah

Patricia: Arbor Day

Eddie: ARBOR Day?

Alfie: Snow Day, Amateur Night,

Amber: Tooth Fairy Eve!

Eddie: Not real.

Alfie: St. Patrick’s Day, May Day, Ground Hog Day, Season Premiere of Game of Thrones,

Eddie: I know for a fact you don’t watch that show!

Alfie: Opposite Day, Day of the Dead,

Patricia: DAWN of the Dead, Carnival,

Alfie: Angela Lansberry’s Birthday, Black Friday, THEN Thanksgiving.

#house of anubis #source: bob's burgers #eddie miller #nina martin #patricia williamson #alfie lewis #amber millington

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yeehanfrf · 11 months

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Week 13 Recs: It's about the Yearning

Week 13's theme was "It's about the yearning," or fics with an emphasis on pining, mutual or otherwise.

Behind the cut, you'll find the recs gathered from the Yeehan community, organized by rating and then alphabetically by title!

Not Rated

This Year by CommonNonsense [8,835 words] Reccer comment: "extra cute, deliciously drawn out stuck-together-in-a-cabin pining"

The holidays are not kind to those on their own. Hanzo, at least, has never been overly invested in this time of year--but McCree, as he often does, changes things, and when a mission sees them snowed in together on Christmas Eve, there is no way to avoid it.

General Audiences

It Ain't Easy by KittenzCaboodle [29,426 words]

It’s St. Patrick’s day and Hanzo does not have a green shirt to wear.

This is not ideal.

On his quest to borrow one and properly join in on the planned celebration at the base, both he and Cole reminisce about how life has changed since Hanzo joined Overwatch. -

Fic written for YeeHan Week 2022!

Teen and Up

Dreamlike by mataglap [4,063 words] Reccer comment: "I FOUND IT!! there's a surprising amount of dream kiss fics"

Hanzo is used to bad dreams, and he never would have expected that a good dream would end up haunting him the most.

Flowers Like Ashes by NoirSongbird [8,266 words] Reccer comment: "Hanahaki, rated teen! There be angst 👀"

The Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from one-sided love, where the patient coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. The infection can be removed through surgery, but the feelings disappear along with the petals. Hanzo Shimada is desperately in love with Jesse McCree -- the flower petals he coughs up whenever McCree so much as looks his way are plenty of evidence of that. It is unfortunate, then, that McCree utterly despises him.

Hiraeth by robocryptid [11,947 words]

After discovering that the mercenary Reaper is his old commander and mentor, Cole takes some time to get his head on straight. Hanzo refuses to let him do it alone.

Or: the author gives Cole Cassidy the kind of feelgood, big emotions, rite-of-passage road trip usually imagined for American teenagers, except this time it's for two grown-ass vigilante murder dudes.

Just Once by Vimeddiee [2,534 words]

Cole dreams that he’s kissing someone.

Sweet Dreams by Dracoduceus [5,134 words]

Hanzo’s dreams started to leak into reality and it becomes harder and harder to deal with, especially with his unresolved feeling toward Cassidy.

Tell Me by Akiko_Natsuko [27,728 words] Reccer comment: "pretty okay ff with past blackwatch Cass/Scion Hanzo"

They had me years before, a fling that had ended without names being exchanged and with an unspoken farewell. Hanzo had never expected to find the Cowboy again, let alone on the day he joined Overwatch. And he was unprepared for the fact that the man that he had never managed to forget, was unable to recognise him the day he finally gave Cassidy his name.

Unaddressed by robocryptid [11,100 words] Reccer comment: "the first chapter is amazing"

He gave twelve years of his life to the original Overwatch. He’s seen dozens of MIA cases, investigated more than a few of them himself. It’s not new. It’s just that now the organization’s so small; it makes it feel a lot more personal.

Winston gave the order. He can’t argue with the logic that he’s the one whose background best fits this particular task. But it was Genji asking him directly — trusting him with this in a way he knows it’s hard for Genji to trust — that made him agree to it.

So he rummages through Hanzo’s desk in search of anything that could help.

Undisclosed Desires by Calardes [12,751 words]

An unexpected dream forced Hanzo to reassess his relationship with a certain cowboy.

Now he could think of little else but how much he wanted to kiss him.

Wake-up Call by fishpoets [2,149 words] Reccer comment: "Love realization"

Falling in love is deceptively simple. Admitting it is trickier.

Mature

All the Little Pieces by KittenzCaboodle [57,890 words]

Cole Cassidy had not known peace ever since Hanzo Shimada had been thrust into his life, but - with some "time" - realizes that maybe it's not so bad having him around.

In fact, maybe it was always meant to be.

Foxhole Dreaming by fishpoets [18,569 words] Reccer comment: "And there was only one bed"

After Hanzo and McCree are ambushed on an undercover mission and McCree is injured, they need to hide out in a secret bunker that McCree knows of while they wait to be rescued. The prospect of a few days in close-quarters alone with McCree wouldn't be a problem, except for one thing: Hanzo's feelings for the gunslinger don't stop at friendship.

i could love you (for the rest of my life) by fwop [3,494 words] Reccer comment: "Oh. *Oh*"

“--if you had just listened to me for once, instead of running off--”

He’s gesturing wildly with his hands, more expression on his face than Jesse ever thought he’d see, more expression than Hanzo would ever like to show (if he had his way). He probably hasn’t even realized what he looks like right now. Instead, he’s doing his level best to cuss Jesse from one end to the other. He’s spittin’ mad.

Oh.

Source of Light by YourAverageJoke [WIP; 10,745 words] Reccer comment: "unfinished but still sweet"

Hanzo wonders if perhaps he had realized it before. Cassidy has been a constant in his life lately, a steady presence he isn’t even ashamed to admit he’s more than a little fond of. It certainly explains how he ended up here; it had seemed natural, after having sat on his bed for hours, staring into the cold, dark abyss of insomnia, to seek out his favourite source of light, especially after he had spent almost two weeks in its constant glow.

Sharing a bed trope with a small twist, some insecurities, lots of sap, and a happy ending.

Explicit

Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea by KittenzCaboodle [34,828 words] Reccer comment: "18+ and one of my favorites"

The man first in line for the Shimada throne was the last picture that Cole had been given to memorize. Hanzo Shimada. They had said it was unlikely that he would be sent, as he was too important for such menial tasks, but he was the next likely candidate according to Genji.

He gazed longingly towards the door, aching to step outside and get a fresh breath of the cool night air. As he silently grumbled about the sweat rolling down his back, the bodies grinding against each other in the club making the place hot and steamy in all the wrong ways, he saw him.

Of all the people in the world, Hanzo Shimada, the worst possible person, had just walked through the door and was putting their entire Blackwatch mission at risk.

Somehow, Cole had to distract him long enough to for Genji to get out, and he was willing to do whatever it takes, even if he was caught between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea.

But when the Devil buys you dinner and is one of the nicest people you've ever met, then things get confusing.

Crossing Stars by ceasefire [3,488 words] Reccer comment: "Young angsty yeehan has my heart forever"

Hanzo Shimada sneaks out to meet his lover with the help of his brother. Unfortunately, it seems that this will be the last time that they will see one another, and Hanzo decides to throw caution to the wind and do what he really wants for a change.

Not That I'm Complaining by robocryptid [28,981 words] Reccer comment: "I've only read this about a hundred million times, no big uwu"

An AU in which both Shimadas join Blackwatch, and Cole Cassidy falls in love dick first. Approximately 50/50 porn to feelings.

Tell Me Yer Name by kylar [23,161 words] Reccer comment: "YOUNG ANGSTY YEEHAN HAS MY HEART FOREVER"

Hanzo escapes the castle for a breath of fresh air following a particularly difficult day with the clan, and finds one in a mysterious, handsome American cowboy that instantly earns Hanzo's attention. Hanzo knows from subtle clues that his presence in Hanamura could mean trouble for his clan and himself, but that doesn't stop him from carrying on a secret affair with the charming cowboy. It's just a fling though, and he knows it will end eventually. He'll be able to put the cowboy behind him and continue on with his responsibilities and duties to the Shimada Clan. Little does he know, it won't be that easy, and the cowboy's short presence in his life will have a dramatic and devastating impact on everything that is to follow their little affair.

to lie down with dogs by motorghost [65,540 words] Reccer comment: "This is one of my favorite fics in this fandom. I really like the character dynamic here."

Hanzo and Cole are on a top-secret reconnaissance mission in the industrialized wasteland of post-Crisis North Dakota, hunkered down in a factory ill-fit for human occupation. Cole seems fine with the situation, but Hanzo's doubts extend far beyond their little room.

To Share (Cake) is to Care by spinel [4,679 words] Reccer comment: "funny pining with an extra hilarious dose of obliviousness"

“Howdy, Hanzo.” McCree smiles sunnily. “I'm guessin' Athena didn't give you a heads up. My quarters—all of Wing 3's quarters are flooded. Angela's with Genji, Lena's in Angela's room, Lúcio and Hana are in the break room, Torbjörn and Reinhardt both snore like you wouldn't believe, Zenyatta's in Genji's room, and Athena won't let me use the training room for a nap.”

It takes a moment, but then Hanzo's eyes narrow. “Athena told you I had a futon.”

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