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jjpmoans · 5 years

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50 Questions Tag

Tagged by @prettywordsyouleft and @itsallabigmess bcs these two unnies really love me

1. What takes too much of your time?

Social media (yes that includes tumblr)

2. What makes your day better?

These days, Jinyoung. Lol okay so I am a very talkative one. So yeah, talking to someone will immediately makes me feel less stressful.

3. What’s the best thing that happened to you today?

Just now @itsallabigmess made an exception for me to write a GOT7 fic asdfghjkl I FEEL A LITTLE TOO OVER HAPPY

4. What fictional place would you like to go to?

I think almost all my friend would have guess this. Hogwarts. Because the food there seems to be endless and really, I’d love to try eating both drumsticks in my hand and I want to put an incantation to whoever tries to hold me from eating.

5. Are you good at giving advice?

Well, I think I am. Judging from how my whole family turned to me when they wanted to share their problems. Also when I gave advises, I always stresses this one thing “Listen to understand, don’t listen to reply” and that implies to me too. And honestly, I listen too much and sometimes when people just don’t want to change, I feel really annoyed BECAUSE WHAT IS THE POINT YOU WANTED MY ADVISE???? Okay I think I’m good. hahahhahhaha

6. Do you have any mental illness?

Horny 24/7 is that a mental illness? lmao no I’m not that bad but I think I need to get married. NOW.

7. Have you ever experienced sleep paralysis?

Not yet. In my country, people describe sleep paralysis as you got crushed by some spirit (ghost to be exact) and yes it is scary and I hope I would never experience it.

8. What musician inspired you the most?

I’ve been thinking a lot and though I really want to say GOT7, I’d say EXO. Partly because I was there since early times, but also, the amount of success and loyalties they have received are really unbelievable. The secret of EXO’s and BTS’s popularity which leads them to win daesang in every award is their fans. And I really hope ahgase can be like them. I’d be lying if I say our fandom is really hardworking when it comes to award season. I’ve seen my friend bullshitting EXO and BTS bcs whenever any of them is nominated in the same award of GOT7, automatically, GOT7 will lose. And no joke, army and exol are really monsters during award season. And I hope us ahgase can be like that too. I know got7 said they didn’t mind but Jinyoung once said that he want to know how those groups can win daesang easily and he thought got7 need to work harder. smh I’m emo. sorry this got longer than it should.

9. Have you ever fallen in love?

I do. Hahahahhahaha yes I do.

10. What’s your dream date?

Well for me, just talking with each other is a date. I love to know small details because when I love someone, I just want to know everything about him. But okay a dream date? Amusement park. Yes you need to know which ride makes me scream like a girl and which makes me scream like a mad woman.

11. What do others notice about you?

I’m very talkative (that really shows lol). And I don’t know how to refuse when someone ask for a help or anything. I always tell myself to treat people the way I want to be treated.

And they said I’m too nice. Yeah I figured that too hahahahhaa

12. What is an annoying habit you have?

Refuse to listen when I’m angry. I feel annoyed because I know I’m wrong but I’m angry but I don’t want to hurt people. So I’ll say “Sorry, I’m very angry now but I know I’m wrong. Just, I’ll be okay later so we’ll talk later”

13. Do you still talk to your first love?

Yes and no. Our last conversation was he wanted to meet me. But ever since then, no other conversation.

14. How many ex’s do you have?

Can’t relate lol

15. How many songs are in your playlist?

Here’s the thing. I have a lot of playlists. Phone playlist, laptop playlist, joox playlist and youtube playlist. So I don’t know how many of them.

16. What instruments can you play?

Non existent.

17. Who do you have the most pictures of?

My phone? Now? Jinyoung smh this is all Tumblr’s fault lol.

18. Where would you like to go before you die?

Mecca. I’d like to die there if I can.

19. What is your zodiac?

Virgo. And please, someone, please help me calculate whatever thing it was (sun sign, moon sign and all) I never knew those things and it irks me when I don’t know it hahahahhaaa

20. Do you relate to it?

Well I did some research here, Virgo firstly is a virgin and yes I am. It says that virgo is very supportive of people in their lives and even strangers, that is me. I’m a critical thinker bcs I personally hate when something goes wrong. but lol hardworking, artists and remembers everything? Not even close. I’m a lazy ass, I draw a cow but it turned into a pig and I am hopeless with my memory.

But one Virgo thing about me, yes I am an overthinker hahahahhaa

21. What is happiness to you?

When my family reunited.

22. Are you going through anything right now?

Family problem. Mom just got heart attack, dad married another woman, brother on crisis with mom, sister just stabbed my back, aunt made everything worse. It’s been three months into 2019, every week, another family problem popped up. But we are trying, I tried to fix everything, another role which the smallest child has to take upon responsibility but I’m fine. Just, tiring.

23. What’s the worst decision you’ve ever made?

applied for the wrong scholarship and wasted an opportunity to fly to New Zealand for study.

24. What’s your favourite store?

Food stores. Any of them. ARE MY FAVOURITE ahhahahhaha

25. What’s your opinion on abortion?

Because I’m a muslim, I am against abortion. Here, in my country, abortion is done because it was done out of wedlock and they feel embarrassed. So, it irks me bcs if you can think to have sex, you can’t think that there is possibilities that you can get pregnant? And to kill your child bcs you wanted to cover it, is unacceptable. But again, it is personal choice.

26. Do you keep a bucket list?

I have a few but not enough to be a bucket.

27. Do you have a favourite album?

Honestly, if favourite means I have listened to all songs in that album, it’s EXO The War album.

28. What do you want for your birthday?

A freaking big plushie. I love to hug big plushies. But no one ever wanted to give me that for my birthday. And now, I’ve been searching for a big squirtle plushie or snorlax plushie (yes jackson and jaebum)

29. What are most people’s first impression of you?

okay this one lol they said I look scary and they thought I’d be the grumpy one. Well, if you meet me when I’m hungry, I have the tendency to be one.

30. What age do you seem according to most people?

I don’t know anymore. An aunt asked me “Are you the one who got married?” when it was my sister smh

31. Where do you keep your phone while you’re sleeping?

next to my pillow bcs I need to charge it.

32. what word do you say the most?

me? I say “shit” a lot lol

33. What’s the oldest age you would date?

well I would say I definitely date anyone as long as they are not the same age with my dad.

34. What’s the youngest age you would date?

idk I never thought on dating a younger one. But if I do, maybe 4 years younger bcs damn, if I make it 10 years, my date would be 12 when me here is 22.

35. What job/career do most people say would suit you?

something which requires me to talk a lot.

36. What’s your favourite music genre?

K-Pop.

37. If you could live in any country in the world, where would it be?

South Korea. New Zealand. Anywhere but Malaysia lol.

38. What is your current favourite song?

Say you won’t let go - James Arthur

39. How long have you had this blog for?

I had this blog for a few years. But just becoming active just recently hmm I don’t know the exact date. But I know it started after I interacted with @prettywordsyouleft

40. What are you excited for?

Food. and sponsored vacation

41. Are you a better talker or listener?

A better talker. but also a pretty good listener

42. What is the last productive thing you did?

Last sunday, i climbed a 200m hill to get to the view point. It got me panting like a dying cow.

43. What do you want for Christmas?

While I don’t celebrate Christmas, I welcome gifts. Any gifts would be fine lol (make sure its food)

44. What class do you get the best grades in?

High school? Chemistry. College? Mathematic. Now? Nothing hahahahaha

45. On a scale of 1-10, how are you feeling right now?

5 and exhausted but tomorrow? 10 BECAUSE A JINYOUNG IS COMING

46. What can you see yourself doing in 10 years?

10 years I just hope that I am already working and saving money to go on vacations and can sponsor my family on vacations too.

47. When did you first get your heartbreak?

2009 when I discovered that dad has another wife. I was 12 and just got my exam result but dad wasn’t there. He was never present for any of my achievements in school. Turns out he has another child the same age as me and he puts her before me. Since I was born, I was always put second.

2011 when I liked a guy but he hated me awh teenagers. He said I’m too fat and how dare a fat girl like me tries to like him? He was my first love.

48. At what age do you want to get married?

When I am ready. I have a dream wedding, so I would work hard for it to happen.

49. What career did you want to have as a child?

Idk I always change it lol today i’ll say teacher and next day I’ll say ballerina. Yes I spent my whole school life giving different careers when teachers asked me.

50. What do you crave right now?

Food bcs I’m on diet and hell those food porns are getting on my nerves.

Phew it was a good time answering all these questions and it drains my energy lol. So for this, hmm I don’t know who to tag. But i’ll go with this one @sevenpeaches @riceeater22 @tuanyiems @kpopchangedme @kpopstories @starhibiki @ongsung @sehunsmybae (yes I always saw you) and everyone who want to do this! of course, you are not forced to do this

#jinyoungmoans join tagging game

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build-a-buddy · 5 years

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Current Hoard Members (2019)

[[MORE]]

1. Pillow Central - technically not a stuffed animal, but he’s huggable and soft and a body pillow so he Counts

2. Kitty - hot pack huggie calico cat

3. Nemuriale/NyQuil - Nemuriale cat w heartbrat

4. Loaf - fluffy running eevee

5. Lemon Demon - build a bear lemon cream cat

6. Chubs - Japanese brand giant fat gray cat with ribbon and bell I won at a university sponsored raffle

7. Hedgie - hand made by nanny, hedgehog

8. Flammy - flamingo given by my teacher

9. Graduation Bear - bear from my grandma

10. Alice - black cat with orange dress

11. Pinky - pink LPS VIP cat

12. Mistletoe - little brown dog

13. Orangey - orange LPS VIP cat

14. Twinkle -eden beige dog that plays music with pink bows

15. Mutt - Webkinz classic cocker spaniel

16. Father Otter -the petting zoo, probably gotten at a zoo

17. Aleco - black cat with orange paws beanie baby cat

18. Howl - beanie baby grey wolf with black brown paws and orange eyes

19. Supekit - Webkinz classic black cat, was Alpha’s but she gave it to me

20. Goldie - Webkinz classic golden retriever

21. Fearless - DC direct streaky the cat

22. Prance - grey tabby beanie baby

23. Pounce - brown beanie baby cat

24. Sasha - Siamese beanie baby

25. Penny - Disney Dalmatian

26. Sparkle - Webkinz white yorkie

27. Hope Bunny - beanie baby yellow praying bunny

28. Pico - Ty. Com Chihuahua with pink ruffle like a Eevee

29. Chip - two toned beanie baby cat

30. Nanook - beanie baby husky

31. Wishbone - wishbone plushie, broken voice box

32. Biscuit - golden retriever with red bow and pellets in feet, not the official biscuit tho (there’s a official plushie now and it’s CUTE)

33. Rascal - white and grey dog from Texas Lions Camp

34. Avery - Gund light brown dog with dark ears, paws, and tail

35. Midnight - black and white horse given by nurse when I got surgery

36. Bolt - Disney bolt plushie

37. The Jewish mice - three hand knit mice from my nanny; beige, white, and cream

38. Silversoft - beanie baby like fox with a knot in their tail and a neon yellow shoe string for a collar

39. Espeon - from the Pokémon Center in Japan, gift from dad

40. Zorua - Epcot store Pokémon

41. Carlos - birthday gift Eevee from relative

42. Sylveon - Pokémon Center Pokémon, from dad?

43. Umbreon - bootleg Pokémon plush (didn’t know it was bootleg)

44. Punky - Webkinz patchy puppy

45. Louis - looks more like husky, a gift from my great wolf lodge party

46. BWC - Big white Ty brand Cat

47. Prince - yellow LPS VIP cat

48. Bo -build a bear bearemys kennel pals PWD

49. Eve Whitaker - build a bear eevee

50. Admiral - build a bear pastel swirl kitty

51. Ciri - nemu Neko Lemon plush

52. Minty - Litten from Olivia

53. Luna - build a bear ragdoll cat

54. Callie - build a bear patchwork bear

55. Bam - beanie baby ram

56. Lavender - warmies pink bunny from buc-ees

57. Ari - hallmark lion from grandma

58. Lux - little Eevee from Target

59. Wags - tiny dog from target

60. Nick - tsum tsum from target

61. Venom - tsum tsum from friend

62. Green Bean - substitute doll from friend

63. Angelis - squishables monster

64. Gelatoni - from a member on the discord

65. Strawbaby - pink Meowchi

66. Timmy - BAB Tiger cub

67. Millie - Eevee from friend

68. Thrasher - IKEA shark

69. Black Bean - realistic otter

70. Daughter otter - otter from friend

71. Romeo - valentines wolf

72. Handmade Sea bunny from friend

73. Sloth from friend

74. Little shark from friend

75. Squishy - shiba inu from friend

76. Coffee Man - big detective Pikachu

77. Coffee Boy - little detective Pikachu

78. Bird - Russ Bernie dog w scarf from friend

79. Voidheart - squishbale mini calico

80. Fahrenheit- sleepy flareon from friend

81. Brooke - cat from community college library

82. Halloween Boy - Aurora armadillo from Buc-ees

83. GQ - thunderplushies Pride cat (genderqueer flag)

84. Big Chungus - incredible petables cat

85. Amoeba - chikarita plush

86. Little Chungus - incredible petables cat

87. Peanut Butter Dog - Pokemon Center mimikyu from friend

88. Ramblin’ Sam Bernice - ditto furrett

89. Pumpkin - BAB pumpkin fun cat

90. Simon - wild republic wolf

91. [SOMEBODY... WHOS MISSING IM GONNA SCREAM]

92. Jarrett - wild republic wolf

93. Catherine - wild republic wolf

94. Unnamed - eevee yurutto

95. Unnamed - mix audit glaceon

96. Unnamed - psyduck

97. Courtney - squishmallow caticorn

98. Unnamed - snorlax

99. Unnamed - sleepy eevee

100. Unnamed - mix audit Espeon

101. Unnamed - mix audit Sylveon

102. Unnamed - mix audit Eevee

103. Moominmama - on the tin

104. Snorkmadien - on the tin

105. Unnamed - big Espeon

106. Coffee Brother - Third detective pikachu

107. Seal Bear - bear in seal costume

108. Bird - Russ Berie dog with scarf

109. Kenny - squishmallow dragon

110. Unnamed - yurutto pikachu

111. Unnamed - fluffy vulpix

112. Unnamed - Penguin

113. Unnamed - hedgehog

114. Little Squeezer - little squishy dog keychain

115. Snocap - malamute Keychain

116. Pluto - Disney tsum tsum big

117. Kirby - Kirby plush

118. Unnamed - big head umbreon

119. Unnamed - ditto bulbasaur

120. Dragon and Knight - Dragonite w baby

(There’s a handful of friends missing; will add them when I return to the dorm and do ‘role call’.)

#buddy posts #role call #updated

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meltypes-blog · 5 years

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peapod mchanzo week day 2

[it’s me again, this time with a Pokèmon AU because I really enjoy it!] 2. Pokèmon AU | ao3 link |

Hanzo was, what some might call in the bigger towns and cities in the Hanamura Region, a highly unusual case. Most trainers left their houses at age 10 or 11, met up with a certified Pokèmon professor for a digitized logging codex, and jaunted merrily from town to town, training their Pokèmon until they became Rangers, Pageant Winners, Medical professionals, or whatever occupation they fell into after a couple of years of adventuring. And while most jobs were completely respectable occupations, Hanzo knew most children originally desire to become one of three things: a Gym Leader, one of the Elite Four, or- the most sought after of all- the Mysteriously Legendary Champion. Hanzo knew this was what all young trainers strived for, because he used to be one of them.

At the vehement insistence of his family, Hanzo trained since he could walk in the different strategies of Pokèmon battle. What types dominated over others, how to care for your Pokèmon after a particularly grueling match, how to use their moves to your advantage to guarantee success. It was clinical and methodical, the way the Shimada’s taught both Hanzo and Genji, to use their Pokèmon rather than to work together with them. The Shimada’s kept a subtle stranglehold on the brothers, promising them both the title of Champion if they worked just a bit harder, trained a little longer, studied battle after battle a little more closely. Hanzo spent countless hours listening- and it cost him his childhood. Most kids left the house at 10 or 11. Hanzo left at age 17.

Genji….Genji was lucky. Their father had poured enough strict teaching and private tutoring into Hanzo that by the time Genji had turned 12, Sojiro had decided one deluded dedicated son was enough to bring glory to the Shimada name. He let Genji go, and go he did, to never return. Well- to say that he never did would be inaccurate. Genji had come back once, aged 13, proud and happy, to show Hanzo a completed Pokèdex.

“How does it make you win?”

Genji’s smile faltered. “Win?”

Hanzo raised a brow. “Does it enhance their movements? Show enemy weakness?”

“In a way,” Genji said slowly. “It’s mainly for cataloguing what Pokèmon you find! It’s so cool, yesterday I saw a-”

“I do not care. What is the point if it does not help in battle?” Hanzo said coldly.

Genji gave his brother an incredulous look and stared. Then his face crumpled.

“Hanzo, please- come with me. It is so much different out there- it’s- there’s more to this than winning.”

Hanzo scoffed, bitter at his brother and not yet ready to accept the truth. He repeated to Genji what he’d heard the elders say countless times:

“I must stay here, as is my duty. One of us needs to not be the family disappointment.”

Genji never came back after that.

On Hanzo’s 17th birthday, however, he found a letter addressed to him in familiar writing. It was around this time that Hanzo began to realize just how fucked up his entire situation was, how little he cared about winning anymore, yet still strove for it because it was all he knew. He had conquered every single gym in the region, and the one over, and the one next to that one. The name “Shimada” was featured in the news constantly, and Hanzo started using just his first name in casual battles to avoid fleeing trainers or news people. His father and the elders were proud and truthfully, it made Hanzo feel all the more worse.

He was getting ready to challenge the Elite Four, studying their previous battles and Pokèmon, curating an almost unbeatable team in preparation. The appearance of the Champion and their team, as everyone knew, remained secret and for those who made it that far (which, the numbers of could be counted on one hand) and beyond (which practically never happened) showed the common courtesy of not letting a single detail slip. This anonymity fed into his anxiety, was almost ruinous to Hanzo’s party building skills, and at the time of the letter’s arrival, he was still missing a single Pokèmon for his belt. Suffice to say, Hanzo was pretty much at a crossroads at his life and was stressed to Kanto and back. He hoped, secretly, that his brother’s letter would give him some wise advice to help him win; Hanzo knew he was happy, there must have been some secret Genji found that he didn’t yet know of. But the letter read as this:

Hanzo,

Happy Birthday! It has been a long time, and I’m sorry. Don’t feel guilty about not writing to me either. I forgive you, for everything.

Mom writes to me though, and has recently told me that you are going to battle the Elite Four and the Champion soon. Wow! Dad did spend a lot of money on you though so I guess that is where you would naturally end up. Good for you! (I honestly don’t mean to make this letter sound as sarcastic as it does.)

Mom also tells me she’s worried about you. It makes me worried about you too, Hanzo. Are you okay? Mom says the bags under your eyes are almost as heavy as a Snorlax! I hope you are at least getting enough sleep. Stop watching those cooking programs you like so much after studying. I’m sure mom tells you that enough, but maybe a second mouth will get it across….

I don’t know if you would care to know, but I have been doing good. A peace task force called Overwatch has recently asked me to join them, and I think that I will! With that pesky Talon on the rise bothering people, I feel it will be a good use of my time. Perhaps after you win the title, you could spend some time helping us!

I hope you and dad are doing well, and that you find time to read this. I have not forgotten about you, my only brother, and I never will. I miss you dearly. I miss home and the gardens and the pond of Magikarp that we used to throw bread in, then got yelled at for. Ah, good times.

Speaking of that, you should check your PC. I sent you a gift. She is the very first Pokèmon I ever caught after I left, and she holds a deep place in my heart, as you do. She is kind, and thoughtful, and wise, just as I know you are. I hope you get along.

I love you brother, and Happy Birthday again,

Genji

Hanzo’s first thought was of the Pokèmon his brother sent. If Genji had had it for so long, and it was that dear to him….

He raced to his PC, logged in, fingers trembling in anticipation- and blinked at what showed up on the transfer screen.

The red fins and wispy whiskers were unmistakable to any person, trainer or not.

A Magikarp.

He sent Hanzo a fucking Magikarp.

Hanzo stared at the screen before he turned away.

A hysterical laugh bubbled it’s way out of Hanzo’s throat- and then a terrible gasp. His eyes welled and spilled over, hot tears tracking down his face. He choked on another unrelenting sob, covered his mouth to keep them in, shame at himself and what he had become curling and weighing heavy in him. His estranged, caring brother had lovingly hand-written him a letter in an age where people communicated through holograph, sent him his most precious Pokèmon- and still Hanzo’s thoughts were fixated on winning, and battle, and personal gain.

Enough was enough.

So, Hanzo prepared. He took the Magikarp into his party, almost laughing at the irony when his father whispered to him that the Champion’s party apparently consisted of fire, ground, and steel types. Hanzo didn’t want to know where he got the information, just like every other time his father gave him “tips.”

The first two of the Elite Four were easy enough. A blonde man in blue with normal types whose motto was, “Old Trainers never quit.” The second, a man in dark clothing with ghost and dark types whose Pokèmon creepily yelled “Die!” with each attack. But the third was a woman with a tattoo on her face, whose prowess and keen eye for battle equally matched Hanzo’s, and Hanzo decided she was the first trainer he would ever lose to. He winced as each of his Pokèmon fell, the feel of guilt strong and new to him, and he sent them each a silent apology. He held his last ball in his hand, and was about to throw, when she stopped him with a question.

“Why are you here?”

Hanzo slowly dropped his arm and looked to her. The words were loud and echoed off the high ceilings of the empty arena, and Hanzo felt small. She stood patiently, she and her Decidueye staring at him, and raised a brow. She wasn’t going to repeat herself.

Hanzo swallowed. “I….”

He looked down at the ball in his hands, thought of his brother, and spoke truthfully.

“I do not know. I don’t want to be.”

Elite Four Ana sighed. “You are aware you cannot flee from this battle, my child.”

Hanzo nodded and held the ball tenderly, saying another silent apology to Genji’s Magikarp.

“But….”

Hanzo looked back up to see the small smile on her face.

She tilted her head. “I think you and I both know that sometimes breaking rules is necessary.”

Hanzo had left significantly happy, never defeating the Elite Four, never glimpsing the Champion, and- technically- never having lost a battle. He spent the next few years reconnecting with Genji, disconnecting from the family, and adventuring as he should’ve as a child. His bonds with his Pokèmon had grown stronger than ever, but rare were the occasions that he engaged in battle. After treating his friends the way he did, he was hesitant to put them through anymore strain, and thus, declined Genji’s offer to join the peace force. Instead, he settled on an enormous private piece of land he bought himself (never losing a battle had its perks) and built a small villa dedicated to taking in abused Pokèmon.

So finds Hanzo in the present: age 38, happily tending to his garden as his Roselia sprinkles pollen on the flowers, waiting patiently for the man in red to come back around, as he always did at this time.

The man in red had been a….pleasant deviation from his routine. It started a year ago, when he had rushed into Hanzo’s villa with a shivering baby Ponyta in his arms, desperate and shaken. He still hadn’t told Hanzo what happened exactly, and Hanzo never pried. After he was assured the poor thing would be okay, Hanzo let him stay the night. And the next night. And the night after that. Really, Hanzo never told him to leave, because the man was charming and handsome, and hit every single check-box on the list that constituted Hanzo’s type if ever there was one. What irked Hanzo, however, was the fact that the man hadn’t given him a name.

“You can call me ‘Sweetie’ if you like,” he had grinned one morning over breakfast, effectively warming Hanzo’s face and causing him to sputter.

“I’ll be the Spice to your Sugar,” punctuated with a wink in the shade of the gardens, another damaging blow to Hanzo’s heart.

“How’s about you can call me anytime?” This one, Hanzo let out a laugh at, doubling the size of the stranger’s grin and making him turn as red as his flannel for a change.

Hanzo enjoyed the flirting thoroughly, feeling warm and content in the man’s presence, flustered but never overwhelmed at his words. The stranger visited at least thrice a week since his first arrival, and Hanzo looked forward to every moment. A splash in the large pond next to Hanzo pulled him from his thoughts, and he turned to see the man in red behind him, frowning at the Magikarp that poked its head at him.

“Don’t know why you’ve always gotta tattle on me, Aka. Defeats the whole purpose of a surprise.”

Hanzo stood up and brushed his hands on his apron, smiling, the warmth in him growing.

“Do not blame her for your lack of subtlety,” Hanzo teased. “You could not properly sneak if you tried.”

The stranger chuckled. “You’d be surprised. I can be quiet when I want to be.”

“I am sure the spurs and hat give you an agility bonus then?” Hanzo grinned slyly and flicked the brim of his hat up as he walked by, heading for the villa’s kitchen. The stranger sputtered behind him.

“Don’t disrespect the hat!”

They sat in the kitchen and talked, mugs of warm coffee in their hands, cooks and chefs behind them baking poffins and human food for the guests and recovering Pokèmon.

“So, there’s a reason ‘m here today, actually,” Honey (as the stranger told Hanzo to call him) said. “I got a favor.”

Hanzo tilted his head to the side. “What do you need?”

“We found more, a little outside of the Hanamura district. Abandoned, I think. Or dumped. ‘S a bunch of Magikarp and Goldeen, so I hope Aka is fine with sharing her pool.”

“She will share,” Hanzo decided. “When will they arrive?”

“Sometime this afternoon.” Honey looked into his mug, brows furrowed. “I just….I don’t know how someone can just dump them out like that.”

Hanzo hummed sympathetically. “People do not appreciate what they have until it is gone, and those in privilege take advantage of what they can. It is sad.”

Honey looked up at that, a strange expression on his face, as though he just discovered Hanzo existed, and stared.

Hanzo flushed under the scrutiny. “I….speak from experience.”

“You’re a good man, you know that?” Honey spoke suddenly. “I like doing this- talking with you, getting to know you. I-”

For the first time since Hanzo met him, the man was speechless. The stranger let out a frustrated breath, opened his mouth, closed it. Hanzo waited.

He knew that the man had secrets he couldn’t tell him- how he found the Pokèmon he brought to the villa since he discovered it, his true occupation (Hanzo didn’t believe for a second that this man was a farmer), his name. But the retired trainer’s life had been rigid since youth, so fundamentally routine and planned, that he now welcomed uncertainty and mystery.

Especially when it came in the form of an attractive cowboy.

When it turned out that Honey wasn’t going to say anything more, Hanzo stood and grabbed their mugs. He tilted his head to the garden silently and both men made their way back out. They took a long walk around, talking about everything and nothing, until the sun was high in the sky. Aka poked her head up once again when they strolled to the edge of the enormous pond and Hanzo bent to pet her. She cooed softly as his touch, shaking some water on him and the cowboy, much to Hanzo’s delight.

“How would you like some friends here with you, Aka? Do you think the others in there will be fine with it?”

Aka chirped merrily, splashing, more water falling onto her owner. Hanzo smiled, turning to the man behind him, and was surprised to find him already staring at his face. Hanzo flushed and stood up, Honey’s eyes never leaving his.

“I do not think she will mind,” Hanzo said, suddenly realizing how close they were. Hanzo’s shoulder brushed against Honey’s chest as the stranger turned to face him fully.

“Okay,” Honey smiled softly. He lifted a thumb to Hanzo’s face, wiping a drop of water that was falling down his cheek. Then, his hand traced his jaw, and moved slowly back up to tuck Hanzo’s bang behind his ear.

Hanzo’s breath stuttered and he could do little more than watch as Honey gently gripped the back of his neck and drew in closer, and closer. Hanzo closed his eyes at the feel of his nose against Honey’s cheek, and their lips softly brushed-

SPLASH!

Hanzo gasped and jerked away as a cascade of water suddenly dropped onto the two of them, dowsing them thoroughly. A cacophony of Pokèmon calls and coos were coming from the water. The stranger cursed and looked up to the sky as Hanzo looked down, watching as the new additions to the pond swam around happily. Aka’s eyes were crinkled in mirth and Hanzo got the impression she was laughing.

“You son of a bitch!” Honey yelled at the sky breathless, and Hanzo finally turned his head upwards.

A giant dropship with an equally huge, empty glass tank attached to the bottom hovered above the enormous pond. The only sounds for a while were the quiet hum of the vehicle, the loud splashing and songs of the Pokèmon, and Hanzo and Honey’s quiet breathing, until-

“McCree.” a familiar voice scratched out of the carriers speakers.

Silence again.

Then-

“Are you fucking my brother?”

Hanzo face and ears flamed as Honey- McCree- took to yelling back and the green haired bastard just cackled loudly until it was cut off.

As the ship landed with the tank pulled into the bottom, and the occupants made their way to the pair, Hanzo realized three things in horrific progression:

1. The Man was in Overwatch

2. The Man’s name was McCree

And the third and most surprising realization was, that despite those of the region conveniently not recognizing the Champion’s appearance, their name was common knowledge.

Jesse McCree. Hanamura Region Champion for 22 years.

When Genji made his way to them, he had a shit eating grin on his face. Hanzo wondered if it was possible for Aka to learn hyper beam in the next five seconds.

“I am glad to see you two already know each other,” he said, raising his brows annoyingly.

McCree gave a strained smile and emptied the water in his hat on Genji’s shoes. “Give a fella a warning next time, would you?”

“Rude,” Genji pouted, looking at his soaked footwear. He turned to Hanzo. “It is good to see you, brother. But, really, what’s up with-”

“You are the Champion then?” Hanzo turned to McCree, ignoring Genji and instantly regretting that he blurted the first thing on his mind.

Jesse flushed and rubbed the back of his neck. “I mean, I guess….”

“Wait, you didn’t tell him?” Genji asked. His eyes shifted between the two of them. “Hanzo, you didn’t know?”

Hanzo’s mouth betrayed him again. “Up until three minutes ago, his name was Honey.”

Genji choked and Jesse had the decency to look a little chastised.

After the excitement and reunions had ended (Ana was on that mission and lovingly gave Hanzo’s cheeks a pinch), Jesse and Hanzo walked along the edge of the pond. It was a little after sunset and the first layer of stars were peeking through the sky.

“Sorry I didn’t tell you.” Jesse bit his lip. “I mean- I tried, today, because I knew your brother was going to end up here, but I….I didn’t know how to say it.”

“You knew who I was,” Hanzo spoke softly.

“Yeah.” McCree turned to face him fully again, their shoulders brushing. “Who doesn’t know you, though? Shimada Hanzo, young prodigy who fell off the face of the earth after making it to the Elite Four, never heard from again in the region. Your story makes for a good mystery novel.”

Hanzo grimaced. “I am not that person anymore.”

“I know. You aren’t.”

Hanzo looked at Jesse, surprised at the passion in his voice.

Jesse gazed into his eyes. “I heard a lot about you, back then. How ruthless you were, to trainers and Pokèmon, how you’d never lost a single match.”

Hanzo trembled a little at the reminder.

“There were rumors that you’d been groomed to be the perfect battle strategist and I was scared shitless to tussle with you. I mean, it had only been a year since I’d grabbed the title from Reyes, and it’s not easy. Then….well, heard some things about how you treated your own kin, got a bit upset, and couldn’t actually wait to kick your ass.”

Jesse chuckled, and Hanzo felt his stomach drop. Right. So this is what heartbreak felt like. Hanzo moved to step away, but McCree stopped him, drew him closer, a hand on his arm.

“But one day,” he continued, hand sliding up slowly yet again,”Ana shows up and tells me that I wouldn't have to worry. That the ruthless Shimada boy threw the battle, and was actually just a bit sad and a whole lotta lost. To be honest….”

Jesse’s hands found their way in the same places as before, one hand gently brushing his bang and the other on the back of his neck.

“To be honest, I’m glad I found you.”

Hanzo surged upward, hands grabbing at McCree’s shoulders, lips pressing firmly against the other man’s. He sighed when McCree softened it, their heads tilting to the right angle, deepening the kiss. They moved slowly, Hanzo’s insides turning into a mixture of warm syrup and molten lava as they parted, only to move together again, and again, warm mouths and tongues sliding. Jesse broke it off, only to press his lips to the side of Hanzo’s warm face, on his jaw, down his neck. Hanzo could only hold on as Jesse nipped softly at his ear, then under, and he shuddered.

They came together again, until the sky darkened completely, and Jesse placed a final closed mouth kiss on Hanzo’s swollen lips. Hanzo buried his face into Jesse’s neck, arms going around his shoulders, and the other man rubbed his hand down Hanzo’s back.

“So,” McCree rumbled. “Didn’t mean to get carried away like that, but ‘s my roundabout way of saying that I don’t care about your past, and that I actually might be a little in love with you.”

Hanzo inhaled deeply, breathless at Jesse’s candor.

“So you do not want to fight me anymore?”

Hanzo mentally slapped himself as he felt McCree’s body shake with laughter.

Jesse pulled back to look at him. “I mean, we could battle, but it’d be a little weird for an official first date.”

“So we are dating?” Hanzo wondered when his foot was going to vacate his mouth.

Jesse just smiled softly, touching his hair again. “If you’d like. I don’t kiss everyone like that, y’know.”

“Okay,” Hanzo said. “Good. Because I think I am in love with you too.”

Jesse’s grin was almost big enough to split his face, and he pulled Hanzo back in, resting their foreheads together.

The morning after, Hanzo found a note from Genji taped to his bedroom door. He took it back to his bed to read.

Hanzo,

Thank you for being accommodating, I know it was last minute. This place is….it’s good, Hanzo. I am proud of you. We had to leave a little earlier than planned, but I couldn’t find Jesse and wasn’t going to check on you to get him back to avoid mental scarring, so you’re welcome.

Make sure to use protection!

Also, PS: Get that Everstone off of Aka, you idiot. She’s had it on for 27 years and I think she’d like to evolve.

PPS: I love you and will see you soon.

Genji

“Holy shit,” Hanzo breathed, and Jesse shifted in the sheets next to him, lifting himself up. He hummed in question, still sleepy, resting his forehead on Hanzo’s bare shoulder.

Hanzo laughed softly, eyes watering. “I’ve had a Gyarados in a Magikarp’s body all this time.”

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