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genji-centric · 11 months ago

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Hii! I really like your work:) Hope you’re doing well! I’ve never requested anything from anyone on tumblr lol

Could you write reader(f) and Genji(Blackwatch or Post-blackwatch!) hanging with friends somewhere like at a party/gathering/bar and someone is clearly flirting with the reader but they’re clueless and Genji gets jealous and possessive? You can add if he interjects slightly or not, just want the ending to be nsfw 👀💦!

Ahh, I feel embarrassed 💀

Omg tsym!! And don't be!! You're asking this blog, yk.. the one created by pure lust for a fictional character so shhh. Never be ashamed of requests, I have the anon option for a reason ^^ I've chosen Blackwatch Genji because he is so much fun to write and absolutely strikes me as the type to be jealous. And sorry this took so long!! Enjoy ^^

Genji was always doing his job, whatever Reyes told him to do it was done. Overwatch was the reason he was alive, so it was his only motive in his new robotic life. His days were cold, devoid of the relaxed afternoons out in the sun. Instead of laying down in the gardens of the Shimada estate Genji would now be in medical office, or a back alley taking out a target. He never had that warmth again, even most of his body could never truly feel warm.

And yet somehow, Genji found someone. It felt like decades since he last felt the embrace of a woman, being looked at with such love regardless of how monstrous he saw himself. Which is why once he got a taste, he would never, never in a million years, let someone look at you the same way he got to.

You were everything. He finally felt alive, not just a being who was supposed to return the favor for living. You understood him. You were like a drug, a feeling of pure euphoria he never felt. Everything before Overwatch felt distant, blurry, and plagued by hatred of the one person he saw to be a friend let alone brother. Nobody could take that feeling or normalcy away from him, no man was deserving of you. You chose him, he was the only person to see you in such a way.

Genji grew to be both needy and lovesick for you, not that he didn't know it was wrong.. but after so long without love a man can change.

He was far different from the man he once was, Genji Shimada was popular with women. His spare time having a group of girls wanting a piece of the rich bad boy persona he had. Genji never really understood that feeling of jealousy the women around him had towards eachother. He'd always laugh at them, lighthearted of course but he didn't understand why. Not like he was fighting for attention, girls were easy. At least back then.

Which is why he glared daggers at the man who was sitting in his seat at the bar. Reyes had given him the night off, a rare luxury and you two decided to go on a little out of hour work function at some higher end bar. Overwatch didn't make them official but many people and their close loved ones were.

And Genji was well aware of the bastard cowboy in his spot. Cole Cassidy was the face he had to see countless times, never taking missions seriously and a real lack of care that just ticked him off in every conceivable way. Maybe that's how people thought of him before, but Cole just ticked him off more then he usually did.

Your smile was the only thing to keep that blood in the countless tubes of his body flowing. And that wasn't directed at him, no. The way you looked at Cole.. Genji hated it. He felt his arm shift, but he didn't retrieve the built in shurikens like he oh so wanted, as much as he wanted to pounce at the cowboy he knew better.

Genji knew one dumb action was enough to get him in hot waters, either with Reyes or the doctor responsible for his very life at the other table. Instead he just stepped over to you both, he was seething with anger. Cole had his back to the cyborg but you could see the slight bit of Genji's face he made visible. And you knew when he was angry.

"Cole. Move."

Was all the man said, cold and robotic. When he was pissed, the vocal box he had installed never failed to put people around him tense when he wanted them to be. Yet Cole just turned his head slightly, giving a casual shake of his head.

"What? Can't a man just have a little chat with a fine young lady?"

"Not with, Y/N. Now move."

In all honesty, you didn't see him in that way. Genji was all you needed, yet here you were not even aware of Cassidy trying to replace that. You were angry too, hell, Genji definitely made you two official and yet here was some rugged gunslinger not even making his flirting obvious. You definitely didn't mean to encourage it, just being polite and here Genji was seeing the worst.

Cole seemed peeved, but suprisningly got up with out a fight. Perhaps working with Genji gave him more insight to know when he should pick his battles, this moment definitely not being one of them. As you expected Genji to sit down he didn't, still standing behind the now empty chair. Odd, as you opened your mouth to speak he cut you off.

"We're going back home."

You thought about arguing, but that was clearly not the right thing to do. The ride home was quiet, and Genji still seemed ready to pounce at anyone who looked at you. If it wasn't Cole flirting you know anyone else would have to go to a hospital, not a single doubt there.

Stepping back into your shared apartment Genji still was quiet, a silent rage that spoke his feelings loud. The air felt tense, like everything around you both was waiting for what Genji was about to do. Looking at him from the corner of your eye, you saw him look back to you. His eyes narrowed.

"Why did you let him?"

You felt cold, he still had an edge to his voice.

"I.. I just thought he was being nice.. I know he was your coworker and just wanted to be friendly.."

"Friendly? Cassidy doesn't do shit unless he gains something."

Genji leaned over you, your breath hitched when you looked up to him. His brows were furrowed, and his nose scrunched from a presumed frown. He gave you a look over, focusing more downwards past your face.

He let out an angered sigh, hands shifting behind his head to remove the metal visor he had. Genji tossed the peice of metal onto a nearby chair, he turned back. You could see the displeased expression, a mix of annoyance and something else.

"Damned Cole.."

Was all he said before practically pouncing on you, pulling you close and kissing you. He nipped at your lips slightly, the kiss was clumsy. He was desperate for you, he wanted to claim you. He pulled away, letting you catch your breath.

"You're mine.. nobody else's."

You nodded.

"I'm yours."

"Good girl."

He kissed you once more, but ended it faster. He started to walk over to the bedroom, you followed him.

He opened the door for you, as you stepped in you heard the door shut and a click of the lock. You knew Genji always kept his door locked. He always was like that so the sound didn't startle you, but you always knew he locked the door when you two would fool around.

Your thoughts stopped when you felt him grab your arm harshly, not enough to hurt you but just enough to pull you to the bed. Genji pushed you down, your back hit the soft blankets of your comforter.

The man above you wasted no time in joining you on the bed, both your guy's legs dangled off the edge. That didn't matter, Genji was quick to tackle you to the mattress. He captured your lips into another heated make out, his hands roamed around your body. Grabbing at your flesh through your clothes, you could feel the hardening shaft in his pants against your leg. He wasn't getting any friction, he groaned into the kiss, clearly wanting more. He pulled away, panting like a dog in heat.

"Hah.. you're mine.. Y/N. Nobody else's."

His lids were half lidded, but held a passion that he always would have during his time with you. Genji was always head over heels for you, and being so close made him almost drunk at the feeling. And to think someone like Cole would try to steal it from him.

In the mix of lust and love for you, his hazy mind still had leftover resentment from the bar. He knew it wasn't you, and yet.. you still talked to him.

Genji always rode the fine line of right and wrong. Before he still tried to be a good person, the things he would do in the bedroom remained pretty vanilla. But now, he saw it as something he could never have again, yet he does. That passion always makes him indulge roughly, grabbing and skin and biting until blood spills.

Just like now, how he ruts at a hard and fast pace. As he kissed you he nipped at your lips, groaning at the slight taste of iron on his tongue. Genji's grip was firm, too firm. The hand he had left of his broken body dug it's nails into the side of your torso. The other harshly gripping into the meat of your arm, like he still couldn't quite grasp his grip strength.

And yet, it still wasn't enough.

Genji pulled away, pulling his hands away too. The lack of contact made you wine, he smirked.

"Hah.. still want more? You want me?"

You nodded, he was all you ever wanted.

"Me? And not.. not some drunk cowboy?"

No. Cole could never compare, he wouldn't treat you with such high regard as Genji does. Each act of love cementing in place how truly honored he is to have you. Nobody is special like Genji, those deep red eyes, that soft black hair.

"No.. only you, Genji.."

You shyly smiled, blush creeping onto your cheeks. Genji smiled, a warm and soft smile spreading across his face. Everytime you said something like that he could never get enough, no drug in the world could compare.

Genji began to continue running his hands along your sides, letting out content grunts and groans as he did. He was always vocal about how you made him feel, this time no different from the rest. Aside from how much more he enveloped your senses, like everything you had was his and his alone. No man could love you like he could, no man could fuck you like he could.

He shifted so he could start to tug and the hem of your pants, the fabric blocking him from his goal. You were quick to let him remove the garmets, leaving you in your underwear. With a content sigh he reached down, running his fingers along the front of your panties right agasint your clit.

"Tsk.. already so wet for me.. and only me."

His fingers slipped past the thin fabric, he ran circles into your bud of nerves. Slow. Deliberate. Teasing.

"Genji.. please.."

"Shhh.. I'm with you.. let me have my fun, Y/N.."

He placed soft, delicate kisses along ypur neck, chuckling at the noises you made from his touch.

"So needy.. so perfect.."

Genji continued to swirl his finger along your clit, always so precise in where to touch you. He had expierence, and now everything he learned he used on you, his actions always had a goal. And that goal was always the same, make you feel good.

He wanted to be the only source of pleasure you got, his body was broken, but he wanted him to be the only way you could cum. The pride he felt when feeling you throb to his touch, the whimpers of pleasure from what he did.. Genji wanted more.

His breaths were hot and heavy against your ear, air would be sucked in through his teeth. Even giving you pleasure was enough to make him grunt in your ear, it felt amazing and overwhelming all at once. With his free hand he reached down and tugged at the drawstring of his sweatpants.

"I need you.. now."

He placed a needy kiss to your neck, his lips were warm. The constant friction to your clit made your head feel dizzy, Genji always knew how to touch you. Your senses heightened, the feeling of pleasure started to build up.

"Genji.. mm close.."

He let out a little chuckle.

"Yes.. I know Y/N.. cum for me."

The feeling in your stomach tightened, he kept his fingers moving at the same pace. It all felt so good.. it was Genji.. he was there and all for you. It all became too much, the tension snapping as you went over the edge. His fingers kept the pace, riding you through your orgasm.

"That's it.. fuck.. Y/N you do so much to me.. you don't even know.."

He pulled his hand away, he held his hand in front of your face. A content smirk across his features. He splayed them apart, making a show of your fluids connecting in a string along his fingers. While maintaining eye contact he ran his tongue along them. Seemingly savoring the taste.

"Taste so good too.. and all mine to enjoy.."

Nothing could compare to the love he had for you.. how much he enjoyed having you all to himself. Genji needed more, he pulled away, ripping down his sweatpants and boxers to free his throbbing cock. He sucked in a breath through his teeth, no longer having to deal with the constraints of his clothing.

He kicked the clothes no longer needed to the ground, he would pick up later. Genji gave you a playful smile before he pushed your legs up, giving him easy access.

"I've wanted this since the bar.. you looked so good in the lighting.."

He pressed the tip against you, him grunting at the feeling. Even the smallest things got him vocal, Genji lived and breathed for you. The clutches you had on him could never compare, he was all yours. Genji wanted you all to himself. With the slick from your previous orgasm he was able to slide in with ease, the warmth had him gasping.

"Y/N.. hah.. I love you.."

You couldn't help but whimper, for each moment like this every word he said couldn't help but add more blush to your cheeks. He continued to ease into you, the stretch was just to much but not enough. He was big, but not the the point it hurt.

Genji was halfway inside now, he ran his lone still flesh hand along your hip. His hand was warm, compared to the usual cold he was.

He pushed in more, his cock stretching you out perfectly. As he was fully in, he let out a shaky sigh. Holding your hips with both hands, his thumbs rubbing circles into your flesh.

"You.. Y/N.. Only you.."

Everything he did was for you now, nothing and nobody could compare. He slid out before pressing himself back in, the motion earning more noises from you. He smirked, repeating it again, and again. The pace was slow, but as he continued the desperation to fully burry himself in you grew. Soon he was thrusting in fast, the drip on your hips was rough as he slammed his cock deeper into you.

Genji whined at the feeling, you just felt so good. He couldn't care the idea of someone having you beneath them like he had.

The feeling of his cock repeatedly pressing against the sweet spot inside, it made your toes curl. Genji shuddered, groaning and gasping at how tight you felt. You both felt close to your approaching orgasms. His hand reached down between you, rubbing circles into your clit.

The added stimulation soon became too much, the tightening in your stomach snapped as you came. The feeling of you pulsing made Genji grunt out some curses before he fucked into you faster. Harder. His mind clouded with his own orgasm soon approaching.

His rubbing on your clit stopped before he was holding onto your hips to the point that it hurt, Genji moaned as he came deep inside you. His hips faltered and ropes of cum spurted inside. Genji closed his eyes in bliss, times like this made him feel whole again. Being buried deep inside the lone person he valued, he felt like him. Regardless of the metal his body was mostly made of, he felt you around him. He heard you moan his name. You were his, and he was yours.

Genji nuzzled into your neck, placing a kiss to your collarbone. You both could worry about cleaning up afterwards, all that mattered to him was laying in the bliss of your highs and eachother. Genji had a content smile on his face, before he spent his nights alone. He was cold, alone.. angry. In your arms he felt seen, comforted. It was like those peaceful days on the Shimada estate, but now he had someone he could see a future with, his future with. Nobody else could ever dream of it, nobody.

#overwatch x reader #overwatch #genji shimada #genji shimada x reader #blackwatch

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genji-centric · 1 year ago

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hi!! may i please get a uh ram nsfw alphabet or even a junk nsfw alphabet😁 ur pick💕

Ofc!! I'll start off w Ramattra l, I got some Junkrat requests you can look forward to in the future ^^

Ramattra NSFW Alphabet

MDNI!!! NSFW under the cut!

A = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Ramattra isn't one for.. bonding after you both finish. He's more relaxed than he usually finds himself, for an act so simple he was surprised to feel.. almost complete. Of course, he doesn't let his mind wander. He's a leader and can't waste his day alone by your side. But after being so rough, well, he can't just abandon his little pet human. He would carry you to the bathroom and draw you a bath, make sure any aches and sores are taken care of before he departs. Maybe once he reaches his goals, he could set aside time for you, make you an important part of his day even.. but for now, that's the only care you will receive.

B = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Ramattra is an omnic, cold, and robotic. Due to his build, he is powerful. The upgrades with his nemesis give him strength others could only dream of. His wit is beyond most humans he suffices, and he's one to pride himself on his parts. But his favorite is his hands. With them, he can upgrade himself as he so pleases, hold the staff he brings to battle, pin his favorite pet to the wall as he thrusts from behind whispering insults as you sob. On you? Well.. all humans are the same in his eyes, but you.. you are different. He can't choose a certain part that's his favorite. If he kept the thought in mind, he would settle of how.. squishy human flesh is. How easy he can mold you into positions.. that's what he finds enjoyable the most.

C = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Ramattra doesn't cum, in fact he finds the idea rather.. unpleasant. Just another thing about humans he couldn't help but despise. Such organic ways of reproduction are messy.. and reproduction only creates more soldiers to harm his people. Yet his ideas can shift, for being a monk in the past, he has learned to change his ways. With a mind open he can find a sick pleasure in your cum, he doesn't which to be covered. Oh no, he likes bending you in ways where you get your fluids on yourself. It's demeaning, but that's the case for many moments with him.

D = dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Ramattra.. well, he never saw himself having such relations with a human. Something so.. simple didn't catch his eye. So he still feels a bit odd when he holds you, gropes you, claims you. You, to him, is his dirty secret. He doesn't want other omnics to know he fell for such a thing, a human? Him? The idea is preposterous, so for now, your lives are kept private. But one day, he oh so wishes to free the little secret and claim you on the factory floor of the Null Sector as others look on to such a display.

E = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Ramattra doesn't.. only because of you he gave those omnic enhancements for human relations a try. But believe me, he learns fast. During the first time, it only took gentle guiding before he was already rearranging your guts while saying filthy things in your ear. You would've thought he was highly experienced, but no, Ramattra would never share the fact he spent how long researching human anatomy for this.

F = favorite position (this goes without saying)

He likes control, Ramattra wants to be the one in power. He bends his little human around as he so pleases. An ironic change of power, instead of the humans in control, it's him, the omnic. If you forced him to answer. He'd laugh and say, "What a petty question," before he would give in. His favorite is doggy, forcing your face into the pillow while he pounds at a harsh pace from behind, watching the curve of your ass jiggle from how hard he was going.

G = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He isn't humorous outside of the bedroom. Inside is no different. But that doesn't mean he wouldn't laugh, oh no. He would laugh at you, your reactions, how fragile humans are.. how needy they are. "Ha. Already all sensitive? Weak. You humans can't even handle such little time with a thing you crave.."

H = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Ramattra doesn't have hair. Unless you count the wires he has, but he doesn't actually have hair, let alone pubic hair.

I = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Ramattra isn't one for romance. But you.. well, he can make an exception just this once. After a strenuous day, watching armies go into battle. There's nothing he wants more than to see his little pet.. ironic how that is. After taking out the stress of the day on you, he's content to just hold you. Pet your hair and whisper sweet nothings. "You did well.. very well." Simple compliments are the world coming from him, Ranattra is no romantic lover. But during those soft moments, he feels like any person's dream.

J = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

When he first installed the.. enhancements he got. Of course, he had to try it out. The sensors.. well, they were a strange feeling but somewhat pleasant. When he felt something.. start to tighten, he grew concerned there was a malfunction, something he needed to fix. But he continued, and he found himself being pushed over the edge. Like his motherboard overloaded for a moment before this feeling of pure, relaxion hit. It was enjoyable, and if his little pet human isn't there to help him out, he might use his hand once more.

K = kink (one or more of their kinks)

Ramattra is well.. he thought things such as sex would be simple. It's just an act, nothing more.. right? He was soon to find out there was much more than just the act itself, emotions, positions, and even different kinks. At first he didn't want to expierement, but he found himself getting rougher and enjoying it. Without telling you, he looked into the more.. extreme parts. Hard domination peaked his interest, along with bindings. After trying them out, he learned he loved to deny you, making you whine and cry for your release. It pleases him, making a human beg for his mercy.

L = location (favorite places to do the do)

He's a private man, opting to claim you in your bedroom or his quarters. Away from any prying eyes, away from judgment. He still feels a small bit of embarrassment knowing he fell for a human. It isn't directed at you, but it feels like a weak point in what he fights for. So he just wants to keep his time with you private, just for him to enjoy.

M = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Ramattra wants to say he doesn't crave sex like the pet he has.. but that just isn't true. After a long day, leading his army, meetings, and so on. He needs to release his stresses of the day into you, to rut into the tight, warm walls he grew to love. He loves watching you grow needy over him, using his legs to hump against like you were in heat. Just how desperate you get over him is that it turns him on more than anything.

N = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He doesn't want to be subservient to a human, no. Omnics have already had to bend to the will of humans to be cast as monsters once they had the freedom of choice. Being told what to do.. getting told by a pet of his wjat to do. It's just not something he will entertain the idea of. He wants his little pet to he obedient, not him.

O = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Ramattra doesn't have a mouth. Even if he did, he wouldn't waste such time with a lowly human, even if it was you. But oral for him? There's nothing he wants more than to put his little pet human in it's place on their knees below him, only allowed to please him.

P = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Ranattra isn't one to be soft, especially on a human. When he gets to have his way with you, he calls the shots. And he prefers it to be fast, rough, and make it so you can only focus on him. It's a way to pound all that stress into his own little human of his own, but on the days he accepts the fact a human has his heart then.. well, he decides to be slow. To enjoy the warmth you bring, the sounds you make.. all just to admire. All so different, but all so unique.

Q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Ramattra isn't one for quickies. If he wants it himself, he will take his time. Some things just can't be rushed. But if his pet is being particularly needy, then fine, he will give in just once. He won't admit the fact he enjoys he has the ability to make someone desire him in such a way, it's a boost in pride for him.

R = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Fighting wars is risk at its rawest form. Sending troops after troops to battles the machinery used would need to be rebuilt time and time again. Ramattra is used to risks. It's what he does on a day to say basis. This is why he wants to keep his time with you private, with little risks of being caught or putting you in danger. He wants to be in control of everything entirely. If there's the chance something could go array, he is not interested.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

As an omnic, his stamina is nigh infinite. He can go for as many rounds as he so desires, and he uses that to his advantage. Each time you two have sex you are left disheveled, tired, and sore. He can also last as long as he wants. He has control over himself. Ramattra is mean but isn't heartless. He will listen if you truly need to stop.

T = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He sees no purpose in using toys. He is right there, so why do you need a small bit of silicone? Because Ramattra is an omnic, he can switch out parts as he needs. After his favorite little pet has been rather.. obedient, he decided to treat them. As he started the process of preparing his little human to take him, his fingers began to vibrate. It was sudden, but felt oh so good. After hearing the noises you made, Ramattra decided he would happily install more.. erotic functions to his body.

U = unfair (how much they like to tease)

As a former monk, he knows patience. He has spent years of his life dedicated to meditation, waiting. His skills he still practices, the patience helping him plan each move carefully. And how long he can hold himself from you, he can go weeks without touching you. All while whispering about how your treat is soon to come, he wants you to disobey.. to touch yourself behind his back. His teasing is all with the goal to punish you. All humans are weak minded.. unlike him. So go on, he wants you to give into those selfish human desires. It isn't unfair. He just wants to prove a point.

V = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Ramattra isn't one to moan. Be loud, and give you the impression he's enjoying himself. You are more likely to hear him make noise on the battlefield over the bedroom. That's just how he is. When he's close, he would let out some grunts, but when he crosses the finish line, he goes quiet and enjoys the feeling. He would much rather listen to you.

W = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

If he succeeds in his goal, giving omnics power, he believes they all deserve he will settle down. He doesn't wish for a pure domestic life, but he truly does wish to have you by his side as his lover. To keep you on a pedestal by his side, his favorite pet human. He wants nothing more than to show you off, to claim you in front of others once he doesn't have to worry about appearances.

X = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

After you came into his life, he learned more about humans. More than he ever wished to. Out of curiosity, he looked into omnic and human relationships and was surprised there was.. certain upgrades for such cases. He kept it a secret, but Ramattra had located such an upgrade. The.. device is purple in color. Made of silicone, with ridges from the base to tip. It's both squishy and firm, with wires he connected to his other sensors. Ramattra was genuinely surprised he could.. feel such sensations, but after getting the upgrade, there is no going back.

Y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Ramattra in an omnic who holds off on more.. indulgent activities. Only you had made him even entertain the idea of such obscene actions. To which he tries to ignore the need, but after getting a taste, he finds himself fantasizing about taking his little pet human more and more. But he holds large amounts of self-restraint, only he knows how often he dreams of indulging such.. peculiar activities.

Z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Ramattra doesn't need to sleep, but when he's feeling rather.. tender, he will hold you close and let you rest in his arms. You look so small compared to him, and he feels protective. If you can fall asleep as he holds you, he will sit in silence. Meditating and enjoying the moment of silence you share.

#overwatch #overwatch x reader #ramattra #ramattra x reader

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genji-centric · 1 year ago

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Could you do more stuff with like talon with how you did about mornings I truly love reading about “short drabbles??” About talon Members. Especially like how you are very honest and stick somewhat true with all the characters and how the mornings would actually go.

English isn’t really good so this was used with help.

Of course, and thank you! Short little drabbles like that are fun to write in between bigger pieces. It's always fun to imagine what they would be like, and I'll definitely write more Talon in the future. I always try to keep it in character, so I'm glad you enjoy it! And don't worry about the English, I understand what you said, just keep practicing!

#talon #overwatch talon

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genji-centric · 1 year ago

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Run - Genji X Reader

In which Genji gives into his dark desires.

tags: NSFW, fem reader? (Genji calls them good girl, pretty girl, etc. but I don't think any pronouns are used idk), knife play, rough! sex, a thing for tears, unprotected sex, filthy, dark, and dirty, "Run, and if I catch you, I fuck you"

A/N: i'm surprised I wrote this as fast as I did, but it combines some of my favorite tropes. It is also a bit darker than some of my previous works, but I do still hope you all enjoy this <3

Genji shouldn’t like this. He knows he shouldn’t, but some dark, depraved part of him adores the way your tears stain your cheeks. You sob so pretty. He’s sure it’d be even prettier if you were sobbing for him.

“I hate you!” You scream out, the words slicing through the air. You don’t mean them, not even close. Genji doesn’t even flinch at your cruelness. In fact, his mask shifts in a way that almost looks like he smiled. He doesn’t move out of the chair in his room that the two of you are in, but you keep pacing through the room.

“I know you do,” he says softly. You two had been on a mission together, and you ended up taking the fall for something that was both of your faults. You did it without hesitation, knowing Genji would be kicked out if he fucked up again. And yet, the vicious reprimands from Reyes still stung at your heart. You have always been good, almost perfect, at your job, and it’s something that you take pride in.

“I told you not to take the fall,” Genji says. You bite out a chuckle, a humorless sound suffocated by tears.

“And what? Let you get kicked out?” You sigh, letting your tears fall again. It shouldn’t sting your pride this much to be yelled at, but it does.

Genji watches your movements, entranced at your puffy cheeks and red face. You’re a tight ball of sadness and frustration, but your tears look so beautiful. A part of him wants to go to Reyes and break his nose for making you cry, but another part of him wants to bend you over and make you cry for him, the only thing you should cry for. The image in his head is enough to have him hardening in his pants, still in his Blackwatch uniform. He wonders if other parts of your body look this pretty when they’re red.

A tinge of guilt radiates through his body. He shouldn’t be thinking like this. He knows he shouldn’t, but you seem to take over him. Since the accident, he has had hardly any desire for anybody, but you’re different. Sick thoughts, ones of making you breathless and begging, take over his mind. He wonders if you’d like it rough or if you’d like it soft and gentle, like a lover. He could do both, be both, if that’s what you wanted.

“Stop looking at me like that,” you mutter when you notice his dark eyes tracing your body. It’s a look you can’t quite decode, and that drives you insane.

“Why not?” Genji’s voice is soft and breathy, and it sends chills along your skin. His eyes slowly drag back to your face, and the look in his eyes makes the hair on the back of your neck stand. It’s dark, twisted, hungry.

“I don’t know what it means,” you breathe out softly. Genji takes in a sharp breath as your eyes meet his. Yours are still glossy from tears and the sight goes straight to his cock. Maybe it’s best that you don’t know what it means. Maybe it’s best you don’t know he’s thinking about how pretty you would look crying while you come around his cock. He should be more ashamed that he’s getting hard by your sobs, but he isn’t.

“You don’t want to know what it means,” he says. He’s teetering on the edge of pushing you against the wall and pressing his lips to yours. You face him and square your shoulders, eyes narrowing.

“I think I do,” you say. He’s always been alluring to you, but nothing that you would act on. He seems tortured, like he needs to be the one to make the first move. You spent countless nights hoping he would do just that, but never had your wishes fulfilled. Your heartbeat picks up at the thought of him wanting you. Is that what that look is? “I’m having…twisted thoughts about you,” he says his words carefully, his dark eyes scanning your entire face for your reaction. Your eyes widen slightly in surprise. Twisted?

“Twisted how?” You ask, taking a step forward.

Genji’s resolve snaps when he sees you step toward him instead of away when he says he’s having thoughts. He stands quickly and closes the distance between the two of you. You don’t back away, and that has his skin burning. He needs to touch you.

“I want to fuck more tears out of you,” Genji says as he stands over you. He’s not incredibly tall, but his presence fills the entire room, leaving it thick with tension and desire. You look at him, feeling heat spread across your body under his gaze.

You smile.

You fucking smile. The motion has Genji hardening even more. His pretty little thing likes it rough, hm? Oh, he’ll show you rough.

“Tell me to stop, and it ends,” he says, before he leans down and presses a soft kiss against your neck. You shake your head. You’re not stopping him.

“Ten seconds, pretty girl. You get ten seconds. Run, and if I catch you, I’ll fuck you so hard that all those tears will be mine,” he says against your skin.

“You-” You start, but your words get caught in your throat. Genji gives you just enough time to say no, and you couldn’t even dream of that. You want this, him, badly.

“Ten.”

He’s serious. Any questions you had in the back of your mind are lost and you turn to the door. You sprint out of it, leaving it swinging behind you. You hear him chuckle softly as he continues counting down. Your heart beats hard as you run through the base’s hallways, but the heat spreading to your core makes it hard to focus. It’s late enough that the hallways are completely empty. You distantly hear his countdown get closer to zero, and you scramble for ideas. You can’t outrun him. He’s faster and stronger, but maybe you could hide. You dart past a few more doors before you reach your room and sneak in, forgetting to close the door behind you. He reached zero a few seconds ago and you can hear his footsteps approaching. He usually moves in silence, so you know he wants you to hear each step he makes. You duck into your closet, closing the door behind you. Surely he won’t find you, right? Though, do you really want him to not find you? The footsteps get closer, and you take a sharp intake and watch through the barely there crack in your closet doors. Genji stands in your bedroom doorway, shaking his head.

“Oh, pretty little thing, don’t you know to cover your tracks?” He says softly, stepping into the room and pulling the door shut behind himself. He clicks the lock on it, and you hold your breath as he starts to pace the room. He checks the bathroom first, then around the room, until he looks at the closet. Your heart stops as you swear the two of you make eye contact through the crack in the door. He steps towards you, yanking the closet door open. His head tilts as he sees you, and you take your lip in between your teeth.

“Gotcha,” he says, and you have a feeling he’s smiling under the mask. He reaches out to you, taking a handful of your hair and pulling you out of the closet. His grip is tight, and the slight pain only builds the heat in you. You whimper in his hold, letting him stare down at you.

He uses his other hand to pull the mask down, then uses his tight grip in your hair to push you closer to him. There’s a moment of hesitation, where he loosens his grip enough to let you push him away. You don’t, instead closing the distance and pressing your lips against his. His kiss is hungry, desperate, feral, and you devour it. He pulls on your hair enough to cause you to let out a soft gasp, which he uses to his advantage to gain access to your mouth. His tongue takes over yours, like a man starved. You whimper against the kiss, his roughness only making you wetter.

Genji pulls away, his grip gone from your hair. You whine at the lack of any sort of contact, but your eyes widen when he unsheathes one of his blades. It’s a shorter one, nowhere near as long as his sword, but it’s still a blade. There’s a wicked glimmer in his eyes and he looks into yours, an eyebrow raised, as he throws the knife. The blade plants deeply into the hardwood, the handle out. You watch in confusion as Genji sits in your armchair, just a few inches from where he planted the blade. It sticks out in between his feet, and you frown. What is he doing?

“Ride it,” he says, leaning back in the chair. Your mouth hangs open. He wants you to… “Ride my blade, pretty girl.”

There’s a challenge in his tone, his dark eyes watching you. Heat rises through your body at the thought of him watching you ride one of his knives, and your sex riddled brain makes the decision. You pull your pants down slowly, your wet underwear sticking to your core for a brief second. Genji’s eyes narrow in on that, and you can’t help the smile as he watches you. If he’s going to tease you, you’re going to do it right back. You drop to your knees by the blade, leaning down and taking as much of the handle in your mouth as you can. Genji groans at the sight, but doesn’t intervene. You continue to wet the handle with your saliva, running your tongue up and down the base. You glance up at him through your eyelashes, and he has to shift in his chair. He could touch himself now, but he’s holding back.

Once the handle is wet enough, you rise and position your hips over it. You sink down onto it slowly, whining as the hard material stretches you. It’s only a few inches, but it’s thick and sturdy, and you need any sort of touch right now. Genji watches you with intent, his eyes on where you and his blade are connected. You take all of it in and sigh, letting yourself adjust to the size.

Your shirt hangs low on you, and as you start to move up and down the blade, it falls in front of you. Genji growls, upset that his view is being blocked, and another one of his blades is quickly unsheathed. He moves with expert grace and precision, slicing through the material. The shreds of your shirt drop to the ground around you, your bra also in shambles. You shudder as he presses the blade against your throat, using it to tilt your head up. You swallow, feeling the blade against your skin. You’re not in any true danger with him. He’s an expert with blades, and you know you won’t be cut unless it’s intentional.

“Look at me while you read my blade, baby,” he says. You nod, not trusting yourself to form words, and he lets the blade fall away. You’re close enough to touch him, so you brace yourself on his thighs as you start to move up and down on the handle of his knife. You whimper softly as you take it all over and over again, your nails digging into his thighs. It stretches you so nicely, and the fact that it’s a knife, his knife, makes you even wetter. This is a blade he has taken on more missions than you can count, and here you are riding it while he watches.

“Does it feel good?” Genji asks above you.

“So…good,” you say. He reaches to your chest, grabbing your nipples and rolling them between his fingers. A sharp whine sounds from your throat when he pinches both of them, and you clench around the blade.

“Genji, please,” you mutter. You need more.

“Please what?” Genji says, pinching so hard that it starts to hurt. The pain mixes with the pleasure, creating a delicious building heat. You’re so close, but you need more.

“More…” you shudder out, your orgasm building as you continue to ride the blade. “Please. More. I need-”

Your voice catches in your throat when he leans forward and reaches in between you. His metal fingers graze your clit softly, and you buck your hips toward his hand. A light burns in his dark eyes. He pushes into your clit harder, rubbing circles into it. The motion, the blade, all of it has you falling apart. Your head falls into his lap, but his other hand balls your hair into his fist and pulls you back up.

“You’re going to look at me while you come on my blade,” he commands. His dark eyes are full of hunger and it sends chills down your spine. You start to snap something back, but he pushes down on your clit. The sensations overcome you and you scream out his name as your orgasm rocks through you. Your head starts to sway from the strength of it, your eyes seeing stars, and Genji lets you rest your head in his lap to regain yourself for a few seconds.

“Can’t wait to kill somebody with that blade knowing what you did to it,” he says, softly petting your hair. You clench around it. Perhaps it’s sick, dark, twisted, to be so attracted to the thought of him using the blade that’s currently several inches deep into you to kill somebody. If it is, then you are sick as well.

“You’re going to use this blade after this?” You find yourself asking.

“Of course. It’s my favorite blade now,” Genji says. He lifts your head up softly, cupping your cheeks. “Can you go for another one?”

It’s a stark contrast to the depraved roughness, but you nod. You want more, need more.

“That’s my girl,” he whispers, his thumb running along your cheek. He helps you off the knife and stand up, even if it’s only briefly, before he pushes you down onto your bed. You land softly, and he’s on top of you quickly. He brings his lips to yours, peppering a soft kiss on them. He pulls back and you whimper at the loss of contact.

“That desperate, hm?” He smiles as he stands. He pulls his sheathes off, letting all of his gear drop to the floor around him.

“Don’t tease me,” you beg. Genji just smirks at you. He pulls his shirt over his head and drops it to the floor. His lithe frame is intoxicating, his lean muscles flexing as he moves. You could watch it for hours, but you know Genji has other plans for you.

He hooks his fingers into his waistband, pulling his pants and boxers down. Your mouth waters at the sight. He’s certainly bigger than the handle of the blade, and flesh. Your core clenches at the sight, and he lets you look your fill.

“Nobody has looked at me like that since the accident,” Genji says softly, a laugh sounding through the air.

“You’re beautiful,” you say, and you hope it sounds as genuine as it is. “Truly.”

“Ah, don’t stroke my ego,” Genji says as he leans back over you. You start to say something back, but his lips connect with one of your nipples and it has you gasping. He chuckles against your skin, pressing his tongue against your nipple. You moan out his name, but it’s more of a plea than anything else. You need him.

“You sound so pretty,” he says.

“Please, Genji, don’t tease me,” you whisper out in between soft breaths. He shakes his head, his dark hair tickling your chest.

“I’ll do as I please, baby,” he looks up at you, keeping his eyes on yours as he takes your other nipple into his mouth. He takes it in between his teeth and the ragged feeling has your back arching into him. He reaches down in between the two of you, and you gasp as he drags his fingers along your core. The touch is gone as soon as it was there, and you squirm under him at the loss of contact. He brings his fingers up to his mouth, dipping them behind his lips and sucking you off of them.

“Fucking incredible,” he says. You hold his dark gaze, and you know you look pathetic.

“I need you inside me. Please,” you whimper out. Genji snarls, actually snarls, and pulls away from you. He’s back on you almost immediately, lining himself up at your entrance. He sinks into you slowly, the room filling with soft moans from both of you. His hands grip your hips tightly, tight enough that it hurts, but your brain is too focused on the feelings he’s giving you now. Hell, you like the pain.

“God, you’re so fucking perfect,” he says as he pushes further in. He stretches you so perfectly, the sting melding with the pleasure. He barely gives you any time to adjust before he’s pulling back and thrusting back in. You scream out, your hand balling up the blanket under you.

“You look so good like this. At my fucking mercy, pretty girl.” His vulgar words mixed with the praise has you clenching around him, which makes a sick smile appear on his features. He’s got you in the palm of his hand, and he knows it. His metal hand finds its way to your clit, rubbing circles in it, rougher as he thrusts in. Your back arches into him at the combined sensations, and he uses the opportunity to press a soft kiss against your throat. You fall back, heat starting to build in your stomach.

“Genji,” you say softly.

“I know, baby,” is all he replies. He keeps working you with both his cock and his hand, until you’re whimpering and falling apart under his touch. Your orgasm rattles over with you a force unmatched by anything you’ve experienced before. Your vision dots with black as you scream out his name. He continues thrusting into you, continues rubbing on your clit, continues his harsh grip on your hip. The overstimulation makes your body shake, and tears start to prick your eyes. One of them falls down your cheek and you go to wipe it away, but Genji’s hand catches your wrist.

“Let me see those tears, pretty girl,” he says. You nod, and he releases your wrist. Your hands somehow find their way to his back, and you dig your nails in hard as he continues to overstimulate you. You know your nails are probably hurting him, but he doesn’t say anything. Tears pour out of your eyes now, tracing the lines they made earlier.

“You’re doing so good for me,” Genji mutters, his voice raspy. You look past your teary eyes to see him, his dark hair falling over his face. You reach to him, cupping his face and running your finger along one of the bigger scars. The gesture is tender, and it catches him off guard, but he loves the way you look at him. His thrusts start to get sloppy, and you can tell he’s getting close. Another tear falls out of your eye as your body reaches another climax. It rocks through you and has you clenching down on his cock, which is enough to send him over the edge. You keep clenching around him as he goes through his orgasm, his head falling to the crook of your neck.

It takes the both of you a bit to calm down enough to move. He moves first, pulling away enough to kiss the tears along your skin. You smile softly at him. He’s the perfect mix of dark, twisted desires and soft, gentle love. He eventually helps you get cleaned up and gets you some water to drink before pulling you into bed with him. He cradles you so gently, his hand running along your hair as you rest your head against his chest. Your hand traces connection between metal and skin, sleep starting to take over.

“Thank you for taking care of me,” you say softly. Your voice sounds groggy with sleep.

“You don’t have to thank me for that,” he replies. You nod, moving just enough to press your lips to the place where metal and flesh melds on his chest. He tenses, but when your soft lips press a part of him that he’s hated, he finds himself wishing your lips would touch it more often. Perhaps you’re healing him, healing his wounds.

#best thing ive ever read omgg #10/10 recommend #genji x reader

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genji-centric · 1 year ago

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Mornings in the shared Talon space is.. ineteresting, to say the least. The only one in good spirits is Sigma. On the days he is allowed to roam under supervision, the doctor often hums a tune as he prepares his morning coffee. The pot of coffee is nothing special, but it draws everyone into the kitchenette. He always greets you with a smile and a greeting in his native language. Perhaps the doctor would share one of his findings or hypotheses, such as how ants could supposably build buildings as complex as humans do if given caffeine. It was never boring around him, at least.

Sombra often shares pleasantries with Sigma and whoever else is in the room, including you. Often sharing some gossip of an interesting search she found in a particular cowboys search history and share a laugh. As she retrieves her cup of coffee, she waves goodbye, off to go hack government secrets, or gain more credit information for personal use.

But some aren't so friendly, Moira and Reaper are just as cold as each other. Moira would retrieve her own cup, nodding to Sigma before leaving in a rush. Not bothering to look in your direction unless she needs you to do something for her. And Reaper.. well, he would walk into the kitchenette, then promptly leave without another word. Definitely not a morning person, let alone someone who would want to sit and chat in the first place.

Doomfist are always civil, having the decency to chat for a while. Nodding along, disinterested to whatever Sigma spoke about while sipping on his morning coffee. Doomfist would share the current missions for anyone in the room to be updated on, but also keeping in mind it was still early. Once the cup is empty, he wishes you a good day before departing. A busy man doesn't have time to sit and chat more than he should.

Widowmaker.. well, you just don't see her. She has her own schedule, her own routine. People like her work alone, and spiders are solitary creatures. But if you are in her good graces, she would recommend a high-end little coffee shop near the base. If you go, you might catch a glimpse of her, but that's all you see.

Mauga is the only true morning person, always raring to go. Each day is a new day to have fun. In fact, the enthusiasm can be annoying. For a day with a long boring mission ahead, his cocky smile and constant bragging can get old fast. But things aren't all too had around him. If protein shakes are up your alley, he would always make more to share.

In general, morning with your Talon co-workers aren't too terrible. As long as you do your job, everyone can have some common ground of respect, and for some, that's all you could really want. Being in their bad graces would surely be the end for your job, your mornings, and your life.

#overwatch #overwatch x reader #talon #overwatch talon

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genji-centric · 1 year ago

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Official pinned post!!

Welcome to the blog! My name is Valerie, but Val also works. And I write Overwatch fanfics, mainly around Genji because of the pure factor I am so down bad for him it's crazy. But Genji isn't all I write, I can write for almost all of the Overwatch playable characters.

Some I can say in full confidence I can write in character, but others such as;

Zarya, Orisa, Echo, Symettra, Zenyatta, and Illari

Are the characters I don't fully think I can write in character. Don't let that stop you from shying away from requests. More like a warning, it isn't fully something that will be true for the character. Now, for some general rules for this blog:

- This blog has NSFW content, so nobody under 18 should he reading the stuff you shouldn't be reading.

- I will not write NSFW for any animal characters (Winston and Hammond) for obvious reasons, but also Sigma. I'm more than happy to write Sigma requests, but none that are NSFW. It's just not something I will do.

- Poly requests are all good! Love to see ship requests, but I will not do any problematic requests with Hanzo and Genji, Pharah and Ana, and so on.

- Most things are on the table to write! I love a good challenge for writing, I opened this blog to improve ^^ so don't shy away from requests that are odd. Just keep it following laws like no Hammond and so on.

And just a general warning, spelling is not my top priority sometimes. Of course, I'll go back and fix up mistakes when reading through my work on occasion, but dont riot over love being live or whatever silly mistake I make. And in general, thank you, everyone, for taking time out of your day to read the stuff I write! It genuinely means a lot, and I want to keep this blog alive as much as I can!

#overwatch x reader

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genji-centric · 1 year ago

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“he would not say that” but he did. I put my hand up his ass sock puppet style and made him say it. what now genius

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genji-centric · 1 year ago

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Season 12 has some real yummy skins.. I'm gonna write fics based on them once I clear up my ask box a bit. Here's a little list of the ideas. Feel free to request some skin specific skin fics or headcanons ^^

Anubis Reaper x F! Subject reader

Heist Soldier x M! Police reader

Oni Kiriko x GN! Reader

Box is open! Got some fics being wrote up rn ^^

#overwatch #overwatch x reader

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genji-centric · 1 year ago

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Lucio is the type of man to crave his face being sat on. The idea of being only allowed to lap at your cunt.. the lack of oxygen.. he needs it. After a long day of fighting robots or performing at a giant concert venue, he needs to be able to relax. To just lay on the bed, couch, or wherever and just focus on pleasing you.

Feeling your thighs clench tightly around his head when you're close, feeling your pussy throb on his tongue.. that's the stuff. He wants to be struggling for oxygen, he needs to only be allowed to give you more and more pleasure. He's fought bigger battles, so please, please just sit on his face. Crush him, he needs it. He doesn't care about small things like weight, he wants to please you. He loves the feeling of your cunny is his face, the juices dribbling past his chin.. he drools at the thought.

He won't stop until you came, he wants you soaking with cum by the end of it. He wants to leave with his face wet and him gasping for air. He's got so much energy.. make him just stay still. His mouth is more than eager to please, and he just wants his face to be used as the seat it always has been.

#overwatch x reader #overwatch #lucio correia dos santos #lucio correia dos cantos x reader #lucio x reader

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Junker Queen NSFW Alphabet

Got a request a while ago, but life with moving and finals have got me all frazzled. But who am I to say no one of the hottest tanks, so without further waiting, here it is!! ^^

A = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Odessa has to be one of the most relaxed afterward, often just wanting to wrap a lazy arm around you and drift to sleep. But if you mention it, she might get you a little water. Even then, that's a maybe. As a queen like herself, it isn't often that she found herself doing something else for someone. In fact, the few times a subject of hers gave her any trouble, they would be kicked out of Junkertown. But you're always special, so further into your relationship, she's one to tuck you in and get you a cup of water if the session was intense.

B = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Odessa knows she is hot. How could she not. She likes to show off her abs. It took a lot of working out to get them looking like that. But really, every muscle, curve, her hair, she likes everything about herself. You have to be born to rule, and of course, a good leader has a good physique. On you she can't decide, but she has a thing if your smaller then her. She likes to be dominating, and someone smaller than her (which is hard not to be she's so tall) is sure to make her proud by your side.

C = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Now hear me out. She's definitely the type of woman to be a squirter. And she takes pride in it, if you're a lucky person to be with her first of all, and second of all be able to make her cum? Of course, Junker Queen will take pride in watching your face get soaked after eating her out to her liking. With yours, well, she won't complain. But, if it's mostly mess free, and then she likes it. Of course, tasting you on her lips is nice, but she doesn't feel like being covered in someone else's fluids. That is just too submissive for her liking, but maybe in time, it could be another point of pride.

D = dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Biggest open book in the roster. When it comes to anything she likes or wants to try, Odessa will never not speak her mind. She is literally the ruler of Junker Town. Why would an experience she wants to try be something to be ashamed of? But if you really get to know her, well the way you look at her all fucked out after she made you feel so good could have the slightest bit of an effect. Moments of pure admiration on your end will result in the slightest hint of blush on her face, but that's not a blush.. she's just hot.

E = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Junker Queen knows her way around the bedroom, with ease, too. Regardless of your experience, odds are she knows more. Everything she does is for a reason. She has it in total control. Everything, every touch, kiss, bite, and those long moments of intense eye contact is done with the purpose to make you submissive and all ready for her to reward her most loyal subject.

F = favorite position (this goes without saying)

Amazon, without a doubt, how she's on top and can stare down at you is exactly what she wants. But anything with her on top and in control is her favorite. She loves the thrill of making your look at her when she ruts the dildo she has strapped on into you is everything. But on those lazy days, either a long meeting on Junker Town issues or dealing with unruly subjects, she likes to lay down. Watching you rub yourself against her thigh or fingers to completion is a good way to wind down from a tough day.

G = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She's not one to be a joker, really ever. But absolutely the one to chuckle at your reactions. She's kind of a jerk in bed. But those slight bits of annoyance are replaced by more lust as she plows your back into the bed after pointing out a pout on your face. Every moment with her is enjoyable, and she always has a confident smirk each moment of bliss with her.

H = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

She dyes her hair, and that's it. Every other thing just seems like a hassle. Eyebrows are so short why even try and everything else is unessiscary. But don't let the lack of dyeing make you believe she doesn't keep herself well groomed. Odessa always makes sure she gets a clean bikini wax. She likes it looking well kept together while still being natural, and no, she will not change this. It's her way or out of the Junker Town walls way.

I = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Odessa isn't one for romance, plain and simple. But that doesn't mean she's heartless. If it means something special, of course, she will indulge you. On days such as your anniversary, she might let you call the shots for the night. Now, this isn't a complete role reversal. No, more like you request something you enjoy from her with a flutter of your eyelashes, and she complies with a scoff. But after you both calm down from the highs, she will plant a soft kiss to your temple and wish you a happy anniversary or birthday.

J = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

If she feels horny then that's something she will handle. If you want to help, she's happy, and if not, then oh well, she can just go have some alone time. When she's alone with herself, she might pull up a video or picture of you, but she more does it to feel good and then continue on with her day. Her fingers are quick and precise, quick and simple.

K = kink (one or more of their kinks)

She's tried many things, some weren't for her personally and others she enjoyed. A list includes;

Being dominant in every moment, she's absolutely a power dom. Spanking, hair pulling, biting, marking, and other acts to ensure her control. But also, being in public, photographing the act.

L = location (favorite places to do the do)

Simple, anywhere. But a particular favorite is her thrown room. Of course, if you're uncomfortable with the idea of someone watching, she would lock the door. But the idea of doing something she loves on her thrown makes her go on a power trip she can't get enough of, making you sit on her lap as she fingers you is always on her mind.

M = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

If she's sat, bored on her thrown with free time, her mind will often drift to you. Your laugh, smile, and face are always a bit of comfort she can enjoy. But those thoughts quickly turn to lust when she imagines how you you would feel right now, and next thing you know the second she's around you, she wants you. She wants you like she had never wanted anything else before. But any hint you give her that you want her in that way she's hooked, and will end up motivated to fuck your brains out.

N = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Junker Queen is a dominant woman. She's a ruler, the one on the thrown calling the shots. She was born to rule, and submitting to someone is everything she is not. Never will you find her in a submissive mood. And Odessa will take offense to you wanting to be in control, how cpuod you even imagine contesting the rule of a queen?

O = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She's not one for giving head. She would do it if you matter to her and have been a loyal subject. But it isn't for her, of course when she decides to treat you she enjoys the moans and little noises you make and always prides herself in making you able to come on her tongue. But her favorite is receiving oral. She loves pressing your face into her with a tug on your hair, making you only able to lap agasint her cunt. And while you do, she is always commenting on what you're doing. "Oh yeah.. like that. Fuck baby use that little tongue of yours to please your queen."

P = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough, it's how she lives life. All the music she likes is fast-paced, with loud guitar, she lives by the rock and roll vibe. The fast-paced bloody fights, the training, everything is fast and rough. Just like how she treats you, at the end of sex you can't help but feel tired and a little sore, but never disappointed, that's for sure.

Q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Odessa is a fan of them, but never fully satisfied with them. Under a time crunch, of course, it's fun and pleases her. But it leaves her wanting more, so once you're both back from the day and alone with time to spend, she takes out the leftover need from the last session. Quickies do stay quickies but always lead to a full night of sex once you're alone together.

R = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

T = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Take one look at Junker Queen and think she would back down from a challenge? Absolutely not. Risk is her middle name along with Dez. It's simple, anything that could include risk she's already did it, or if not, she's doing it. It's just a matter of how risky you want to be.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Odessa spends her days training, fighting, and ruling. All tasks require lots of time and energy. Of course, she has the stamina for days of fighting on end. And for her favorite subject? She can spend hours using you for her own pleasure, or making you cum for the 6th time in a row. She has stamina, and you best hope you can take it when she has her more.. demanding days.

Junker Queen isn't a big one for toys. Why use them if you can cum from her body, using some plastic to do the job is a waste in her eyes. The only exception is using a big strap she has grown to love using. It's 9 inches, thick, and feels so full inside. She loves watching your face when she sheaths it fully inside. It's her favorite and only toy.

U = unfair (how much they like to tease)

Odessa loves to tease you, getting you all pouty so she can find a way to punish bad behavior by spanking or biting at your neck is her favorite part. She can be a bully with how unfair she can be, but with all that teasing and riling you up, she knows it will make you orgasm much more intensely. She will be happy if you stay loyal to your majesty, all the teasing you have to put up with is definitely worth the rewards.

V = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

She isn't a particularly loud person in bed. More just grunts and groans in the moment. But her mouth never shuts either, always muttering some type of praise or teasing comments in your ear. Her Aussie accent gets thicker when she gets all heated. "Oh yeah, you like that dontcha?" Fuck Y/N.. yeah you good little slut.." Or "Yeah moan for me you good wee girl.. make your majesty know how good she makes ya' feel.."

W = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

She's got a lot of piercings, she loves the look it gives her. And they don't just stop at her face. She's got a pair of nipple piercings, both black curved bars that end it spikes. And a clit piercing, just a simple bar but it still looks stunning. She also has a variety of jewelry for her tongue. One that comes to mind is the vibrating one she brings out when you've been a good little subject for her. Those nights are always the best.

X = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Junker Queen isn't ashamed of her body, often preferring cropped shirts and short shorts to wear. So she's pretty exposed already, each part if her is muscular in some way. She's a strong woman, and even when she's standing all relaxed and not flexing, her abs are defined. She has nothing to hide, so you're not surprised when you saw her named. But she's still a gorgeous woman, and every day she's an honor to be with.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Odessa can enjoy a bit of fun anywhere. She's someone easy to rile, but the difference between her and someone like Venture, Odessa can control herself. Tease her, beg for her in public, and she will smirk and warn you you're playing with fire. And if you continue, she'll be sure to remember her warnings after your 6th orgasm and the pain from being all sensitive. "What? Now you can't take it? Why dontcha' remember that next time you say shit like that, huh?"

Z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Like a lion after a good meal, Junker Queen, after hard rough sex wants to sleep. After everything is taken care of, that's when she can sit back and relax in a soft haze. Feeling you in her arms as she drifts off to sleep is one thing she can never go without now. She really sleeps like royalty beside you.

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genji-centric · 1 year ago

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New foods from Earth a Martian never tried!

Juno x Reader

Hi I love Juno. She's soo cute, and I want her to be out already. I just want to kiss her and take her out to get ice cream, which is why I wrote this!! Request anything Juno. I'm desperately needing more Juno lovers to unite with me and this adorable Martian.

You and Juno had started dating pretty recently. After getting settled into Earth, she started to learn more and more what the people from here had to do. She always had a rough idea, with life being not entirely different on Mars. But things still felt exciting and overwhelming all at once, but lucky for her she had someone who knew the planet she now lived on. You. She was always curious about the world had to offer, and she was over the moon to have someone to help her explore to her hearts content.

One of her favorite things to do was activity dates, going out on the town or city and exploring the places of Earth, no matter how small. She was astonished with how different things were. Her understandings of nature and wildlife were from books in her father's study, and yet here she can go up and touch an actual tree? It's all so new and exciting, but she could go without all the rivers and ponds. Such vast quantities of water was a risk to equipment back on Mars. Large puddles signaled an issue that needed maintenance, and you're telling her that's just nature?

Juno never really could grasp her head around the water, no matter how many times you would explain. But a peck on the cheek and a reassuring squeeze of her hand was all she needed. You were like the co-pilot to a new expedition, and for the current mission was going to an ice cream parlor nearby Overwatch's base. It was a shack you grew to like on lunch breaks, and you came to realize the ice cream on Mars was vastly different. Juno explained it to be powdered and hard, not cold. Something hard to imagine ypur entire life with ice-cream was just it freeze dried, and Juno lept at the chance to go see another part of life for Earthlings.

As you two waited in line you looked at the menu. Typical flavors such as chocolate, vanilla, strawberry and so on. But to Juno, this was a extraordinary change. She was only used to the 3 flavors that made up neopilitan, and now she's met with a menu of 20 more flavors on top of that? Juno muttered to herself when met with so many options.

"Pistachio? Isn't that a nut, oh hmm.. Ube? What is that.. what is a rockey road? Do people eat rocks here? Oh, banana? Like the long fruit? Oh, and.. jasmine? Ooh I like that! We had jasmine tea on Mars!"

You couldn't help but smile at her, always so curious. You could see her eyes sift across the menu, her face scrunched lightly in concentration. But she nodded in approval, seemingly content with her choice in flavor. She turned to you with a warm smile.

"I have decided on the jasmine flavor, I am aware I will enjoy it!"

As you two placed your order, she was confused by the option of cones or bowls. She decided on just getting a bowl, 'to not take away from the flavor of the ice cream'. Your girlfriend was always so endearing, and she always had a cute way of speech. You just wanted to pepper her face in kisses.

As you two relieved your ice cream, Juno's face lit up when laying sight to her bowl. As you two sat down at a wondow seat, (something Juno loved bacuse she liked to look outside and see the bustling streets) she couldn't help but pike at the food with her spoon.

"So is this what Earth ice cream is like? It's so.. mushy. And cold."

You nodded.

"Yes, it's a frozen cream with sugars and other flavorings, it's cold and always really good on a hot day."

Juno accepted that answer. She always did. Juno took a small bit of cream on her spoon, putting it into her mouth. You could see her pupils dilate ever so slightly. As she swallowed, she giggled.

"Wow!! This is so much better then when it's all crunchy!"

She took another spoonful, savoring the floral taste of her ice cream. Never have you seen someone so excited over ice cream, but you could say the same over someone being excited over grass, birds, in fact, anything nature related, concrete sidewalks, roads, and so on. She was always so eager it was admirable.

She didn't speak much after that. You both lived in the moment and enjoyed your sweet treats. You both decided to try a little bit of each other's ice cream. The floral taste of hers was subtle yet soothing in the best ways. In fact, you were kind of jeleous, and now you know the next flavor you would get at least. Ans Juno thoroughly enjoyed ypurs, commenting on anything she liked about the flavor you picked.

"I do say, that was such a good dish!"

She exclaimed, always so happy with any new food or new sights you see.

"I'm glad you liked it! I always try and find some time to come here. They have the best flavors."

Juno nodded in agreement.

"Yes, I would certainly like to try more of the menu eventually."

And so you both did, now on a date and you both craved something sweet. The ice cream parlor was always a top spot to hit. Juno greatly enjoyed each new thing, and you enjoyed the smile she had when doing so.

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