#Genji's face lol

[froggibus]

Just The Three Of Us - Cassidy x Reader x Genji

Pairing: Genji Shimada x F!reader x Cole Cassidy

Genre: smut/NSFW

Word Count: 3.8k

Summary: after finding out you’re a virgin, Cassidy and Genji set out to change that

CW: porn w plot, virgin! reader, threesome, Blackwatch! Genji, Blackwatch! Cassidy, oral (f! receiving), oral (m! receiving), fingering, nipple play, multiple creampies, unprotected sex (make good choices lol), face fucking, overstimulation, cum stuffing, marking (??), slight dubcon??, alcohol use

happy 69 guys!! this was originally gonna be a dom! Widow w predator/prey vibes but i honestly couldn’t finish writing it lmao. i like this one a lot better tho and what could be better than the blackwatch sandwich? hope you guys enjoy <3

“Oh, c’mon,” you take a sip of your drink, the alcohol burning your throat. “You guys really think you have more game than me?”

Genji shakes his head and laughs, leaning across the bar table that the three of you are sitting at. The bar isn’t busy, but that’s to be expected of a Sunday night. Aside from a few older men and some rowdy college kids, you, Cass and Genji are the only ones in there. 

Cassidy stretches his arms across the top of the booth, his hand falling just above your shoulder. “Hey, I got game!”

“You grew up with Reyes in an Overwatch facility—you’re practically a shut in.”

The cowboy rolls his eyes, feigning offence at your comment. He adjusts his arms, fingertips brushing your arms. You shiver under his touch, electricity coursing through you. 

“And me?” Genji asks, dark eyes meeting yours. There’s a glint of mischief behind them that makes your heart beat faster. 

“You…” You narrow your eyes at him as if deep in thought, “I could see you having game back in the day.”

“But not now?”

You take another sip of your drink. “Nope.”

Cassidy laughs, “well you ain’t got much game either, y/n. I can’t remember the last time you brought someone home with you.”

You glare at the cowboy, only turning your gaze away when Genji says: “he has a point.”

“If I wanted to take someone home with me, I would.”

“I’m sensing a but,” Genji says. 

“I don’t think you sense any butts.”

Cassidy howls in laughter, slapping his hands on the table. Genji rolls his eyes at you and takes a sip of his sake. 

“I have my eyes on someone,” you shrug. 

More like someones. The truth is, you haven’t had any time to date, much less have sex. And when you were given the time, there were a few coworkers who you couldn’t stop thinking about. Specifically the ones in front of you. Still, you’d never admit it. If Cassidy found out you had never had sex, you would never hear the end of it. 

Cass leans closer, whiskey on his breath. He wraps an arm around your shoulders. “Oh yeah? And who might that be?”

“None of your business,” you shrug him off. 

A waitress comes by and asks if you want another round of drinks. You order your usual, tapping your fingers on the table to the beat of an old rock song playing over the bar speakers. 

You can’t help but notice the way Cassidy’s eyes fix on the sway of her hips as she walks away. There’s a pang in your chest at the sight. 

The words tumble from your lips before you can stop them. “I bet you couldn’t get a girl in bed tonight if you tried.”

“I’ll have you know, I’ve gotten plenty of women in my bed.”

Genji laughs, “yeah? Have you kept track?”

“Nine.”

You fake gag at the cowboy’s words. Typical men keeping track of their scores. Your eyes meet Genji’s and a burning question forms in your mind. “What about you?”

“When I was younger? Too many,” he admits. 

You try not to let the bitter taste of disappointment seep into your mouth. Of course they’ve both had sex with other people, you’re the weird one for being an adult virgin. 

“Not so snarky now, are we?” Cass teases, “are you counting them in your head right now?”

You’re no longer in a joking mood, standing up and slipping on your jacket. “I’m tired, I’m gonna head back to the hotel. I’ll talk to you guys in the morning, ‘kay?”

You don’t let them speak before grabbing your purse and heading out of the bar door. It’s cold outside, but the alcohol in your veins makes it seem much warmer. There’s a slight drizzle, the cold rain running down your cheeks and nose. 

Luckily, the hotel you’re all staying at is right across the street. It was almost tradition for the three of you to stick around one extra night after a Blackwatch mission, getting drinks and sightseeing before you have to go back to work. It’s kept you sane all these years, but it’s only fueled the feelings you’ve harboured to the other agents. 

You step into your hotel room and immediately drop your purse to the floor and slam your keycard onto the dresser. Your feet ache when you take them out of your shoes, and you’re all too happy to lay in your bed and watch television. 

You browse for something to watch, anything to take your mind off of the aching in your chest and the bitterness on your tongue. You decide on an old movie about fighter pilots, something Reyes probably would have made you watch. 

You change out of your day clothes, pulling your phone out of your pocket and setting it on your night stand. You exchange your tight pants for pyjama ones and your shirt for a baggy Overwatch shirt that got mixed up in your laundry ages ago. 

You settle into bed, watching the movie and ignoring your phone lighting up every few minutes. 

—

Genji sighs when he calls you for the fifth time, slamming his phone down on the table. “Still no answer.”

“I must’ve really struck a nerve,” Cass says bitterly. “I don't even know why.”

“We’re thinking about this all wrong. Y/n got upset when we brought up past partners so…she’s either ashamed of hers or—“

Cassidy finishes his thought with wide eyes, “or she’s never had any.”

Suddenly everything clicks into place. The overcompensating, the snark to your tone as soon as the subject was brought up. You’d never introduced a partner to them, you’ve never even brought someone to the Overwatch holiday party. 

Genji feels stupid for never realising it before. 

But with their realisation of your lack of partners came another one.  The way you subtly glanced at Genji when you said you had your eyes on someone. Was he the reason? 

“I-I need to go talk to her,” Genji is on his feet before he’s finished speaking, pulling his hoodie over his shoulders. 

“Woah, slow down there. Don’t you mean we need to go talk to her?”

“I think,” he takes a deep breath, “I think she was talking about me when she said she has her eyes on someone.”

Cassidy laughs. “That saké of yours must have really gone to your head. She clearly meant me when she said it.”

It’s the ninja’s turn to stare in disbelief. Classic Cassidy, he thinks, to assume every woman in the world loves him. Still, he can’t help but wonder if he’s imagining it all. If the alcohol really has gone to his head and amplified the feelings he harbours for you, turning it into something it’s not. 

“Okay,” Genji keeps his tone even. “We’ll both go.”

“Okay.”

Despite their words agreeing, their views don’t, and everyone in the bar can feel the tension between them. Even while they walk across the street, frustration radiates around them. 

Cassidy is the one who knocks on your door, gently shoving Genji out of the way so that he’s centred in the doorframe. Genji sighs at his colleague’s antics, nudging him ever so slightly so that he’s standing by his side. 

You open the door in your pyjamas, raising an eyebrow at the pair. “Can I help you?”

“Y/n—,” Genji’s voice is gentle. 

“We know you’re a virgin.”

Genji steps on the cowboys steel toes, punishing him for his brazenness. Your eyes widen at his words and you find yourself taking a step back from them. 

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of, y/n,” Genji steps into your hotel room, shoving past Cassidy. 

“I-I’m not ashamed,” your face is burning. 

Cassidy steps in next to Genji, letting the door close behind him. “Then why’s your face so red, hm?”

“It’s just—really hot here and I’m tired and you guys should go!”

Genji places a hand on your waist. “Y/n, it’s just us, you don’t have to be afraid.”

“That’s exactly why I’m afraid.”

They speak at the same time, “because you like me?”

You’re practically on fire now. Your head is spinning so fast you can’t tell what way is up, and you’re sure your knees will buckle at any moment. You blink a few times, shrinking under their gazes. Your heart speeds up and suddenly you’re pitching forwards. 

“Woah, cowgirl!” 

Genji, quick as always, moves his arm around your waist and catches you before you can even fall. He snakes his other arm under your legs and carries you to the bed, sitting you at the edge. 

You put your head in your hands. “I never wanted you guys to find out.”

“It’s okay to feel this way,” Genji pulls a hand from your face. 

Cassidy copies the cyborg but his touch is far less gentle. “We’re not gonna judge you.”

“It’s not!” You take a deep breath, almost choking on your words, “it’s not right for me to want both of you.”

Silence falls over the room. You sit there and wallow in your shame, too scared to breathe too deeply or move your hands out of theirs. You just want them to forget you’re there for a while. 

Genji glances at Cassidy over your head. The cowboy cocks an eyebrow and smirks slightly, and the cyborg blushes at what he knows he’s thinking. 

Cassidy’s metal hand moves from your hand to your jaw, tilting your head so that you’re forced to look at him. 

“What are you—,”

You’re cut off when his warm lips smash against yours. His touch immediately rekindles the fire inside of you, butterflies erupting in your stomach. He pulls away with a smirk, leaving you breathless. 

You don’t have time to properly process the kiss before Genji’s hand is on the back of your neck, turning your head to him and guiding your face towards his. He leans in, pressing his soft lips to yours. You melt into his touch, burning up beneath his fingers. 

You’re left wide eyed and gasping for air when he pulls away. “I don’t…I don’t understand…”

“Sh,” Cassidy places a hand on your thigh, rubbing up and down, “let us take care of you, okay?”

“But—,”

Genji shuts you up by pressing his lips to yours again, slipping his tongue into yours this time. You don’t fight back, desperate to have him. You can taste the alcohol on his breath but it only makes you want more. His hand reaches up to tangle in your hair, pushing you closer to him. 

Cassidy moves his hand farther up your thigh, brushing his knuckles against your throbbing core. You clench your legs around his hand, desperate for any sort of friction. 

“So needy,” he teases, moving his hand beneath the hem of your shirt. “Be patient, darling.”

You whine against Genji’s mouth, making the cyborg pull away. He gives you a lopsided grin, his cheeks just as pink as yours surely are. 

Cassidy tugs your shirt over your head, grinning when he sees you’re not in a bra. You expect him to make a comment, but he’s too busy staring at your bare chest. You glance at Genji only to realize he’s doing the same. Their eyes on you makes you self conscious and you find yourself moving to cover up. 

Cassidy catches your wrists in his hands. “Not so fast,” he tuts, and moves in to kiss you. 

You relax against him but only for a second before you feel Genji’s lips on your neck. His touch is gentle but with just enough pressure to make you whine and sent electricity down to your core. His teeth graze your collarbone and you moan into Cassidy’s mouth. 

The cyborg smiles against your skin, dead set on making you moan again. He kisses down your chest, kissing around your nipple before finally attaching his lips to it. 

You squirm, arching your back and moaning against Cassidy’s mouth. “G-genji,” a trail of saliva leaks from the side of your mouth as Cass pulls away. 

“So pretty,” he mumbles into your tit, teeth grazing your nipple as he speaks. 

You whimper, grinding your hips against the bed. Cassidy knows just what you need, and slips his knee between your legs before moving his lips to your other tit. 

You cry out at his added touch, grinding your wet pussy against Cassidy’s thigh. 

“Fuck,” he groans. “She’s so wet I can feel it through my jeans.”

Genji looks up at you, letting your nipple fall from his mouth. “You like this, baby?”

You can only nod, both boys chuckling at your dishevelled state. They can’t help but admire how cute you look with your rosy cheeks and messy hair and the drool around your mouth. 

Genji moves up to kiss you again while Cass slips down your pants. He’s pleased when he sees how soaked your panties are and quickly tugs them off of your legs. Your bare, glistening pussy greets him and he moans at the sight. 

So tight, it’s not hard to remember that no one’s ever touched you before. He rubs one of his fingers up your slit, poking your clit ever so slightly. You immediately react to his touch, whining and thrusting your hips forwards. More juices gush from you. 

“God, she’s so wet Gen,” he moans. “You gotta take a look at this.”

The ninja pulls back, staring at your perfect little pussy with his jaw dropped. His jeans suddenly feel too tight and all he wants is to bury his length inside of you.

Cassidy rubs his thumb across your clit. “Does that feel good, darling?”

You bite your lip and throw your head back, nodding furiously. Genji lays next to you, wrapping an arm around your thigh to pull it apart from your other one and open them up for the cowboy. His lips connect with your neck once more. 

Cassidy dips a finger into your dripping pussy, sinking right in. He groans at how well you take him, and slowly moves it in and out of you. He moves his other hand to play with your clit, pinching and twisting it in tune with your whines. 

He slips another finger in, stretching you out around him. He pushes them all the way up to the hilt, curling them inside of you. You whine, arching your back and trying to close your legs around his hand to get more, but Genji’s grip is too tight. 

“Patience,” he mumbles into your neck. 

You can feel his hard cock rubbing against your hip, the cyborg desperate for more friction. You rub your hand up his thigh and over the bulge, shuddering at how hard it feels. 

Genji shivers under your touch, opening his mouth to ask what you’re doing and closing it as soon as you unzip his pants. He helps you tug them down until they pool around his ankles. 

Your mouth practically waters at the outline of his cock through his boxers and you reach up to trace your fingers across it. Genji whines, propping himself up on his knees to give you better access. 

You slip your hand into his waistband and grip his length, slowly dragging your hand up and down his dick. He thrusts against your hand, desperate for more. You tug his boxers all of the way down, letting his cock spring free. It looks a lot bigger than it did in his pants, and the sight makes you clench your thighs. 

You spit into your hand and rub your saliva up his shaft, getting him nice and wet so you can rub your hand up and down it. Genji is mesmerised by you jerking him off, and he wants more. 

You wet your lips, getting ready to take him into your mouth. Before you can, you feel Cass start to suck on your clit while he adds an extra finger. You moan loudly, Genji taking this as an opportunity to push his cock into your mouth. 

His salty taste overwhelms you and you find yourself pushing your head down to take more. He wraps his fingers in your hair and holds it back, using it to guide you up and down. 

Cass continues his assault on your pussy, lapping the juices that gush from your hole with every thrust of his fingers. Your poor, swollen clit being sucked and licked at with no end in sight. 

You moan around Genji’s length, forcing yourself to take more of him. The cyborg can’t help but thrust into your mouth, forcing even more of his cock into your throat. You gag around it and the sounds make him moan even more. 

There’s a knot building in your stomach and you know you won’t last much longer. You grind your pussy against Cassidy’s face, desperate for more. The cowboy gladly gives it to you—fucking his fingers into you even faster than before. 

Your whines grow more and more desperate, drool leaking out at the space between Genji’s cock and your mouth. The cyborg watches as it drips down your chin and onto the peaks of your tits and wishes it was his cum coating you instead. 

Cassidy curls his fingers inside of you and you come undone. Your body tenses, your eyes roll back. Genji let’s his cock fall from your mouth, watching you with loving eyes as you cum on Cassidy’s face. 

Cassidy takes every drop of cum that you give him, lapping up your juices as they coat his chin and lips. He pulls back with a smirk, moving in to kiss you. You whine at the taste of yourself on his lips. 

“Now that you’re nice and stretched out,” he says, “why don’t you let Genji fuck that sweet pussy?”

You nod vigorously, your pussy already drenched at the thought. Genji shifts so he’s kneeling between your thighs, the head of his cock rubbing against your clit. His length is already glistening with your spit, but he collects your juices on his cock just in case. 

Genji locks eyes with you. “Are you sure?”

“Y-yeah.”

You don’t have to tell him twice. He sinks the head of his cock inside of you, and the stretch makes you whine. It’s slightly painful but the fullness it brings is the best thing you’ve ever felt. 

You tug Cassidy in for another kiss, using his lips to distract yourself from the sting of Genji’s cock bottoming out inside of you. He stays still once he’s all the way inside of you, letting you adjust to his size. 

You pull away from Cass to whimper a quick, “move, please.”

Genji can do nothing but oblige. He slowly pulls out before pushing back into you slowly, trying to keep his pace gentle and even while you get used to it. You can feel the throbbing of his cock inside of you and it only makes you whine and thrust your hips against him. 

You’re so distracted with Genji that you don’t even notice that Cass has discarded his pants and has his hard cock in your face.

 He rubs his cock head across your lips, “how’s about putting that pretty little mouth of yours to good use?”

His cock is thicker than Genji’s, and you’re worried that you won’t be able to take it all. You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, letting him slowly push his cock into your mouth. He has more of a taste than Genji and you find yourself savouring it. 

Genji picks up the pace as if to remind you that he’s still there, smashing his hips against yours with every thrust. You suck harder on Cassidy’s cock, your moans catching in your throat and vibrating against his length. You can tell he’s holding back, but you don’t know why. 

Genji flicks his thumb across your clit, and your orgasm washes over you. Your pussy clenches around his cock and he’s sent over the edge with you, your tight pussy milking his cock for all its worth. You can’t help but whine at the feeling of his hot cum inside of you, filling you up all the way. 

He pulls out at the same time as Cassidy, forcing a gasp from your lips. Cum pools between your legs, dripping down your thighs and Genji’s cock. 

“How was that?” Genji asks. 

“S-so good.”

You can barely speak, the overstimulation washing over you in waves and practically drowning you. Genji laughs at the fucked out expression on your face, laying down next to you and pulling you so your back is on his chest. 

You don’t realize what’s happening until Cassidy is between your legs. “Think you can do one more?” 

You nod, the idea of being fucked full of both of their cum too good to pass up. 

Genji kisses your cheek, “that’s our girl.”

Cassidy pushes inside of you slowly, your saliva and Genji’s cum acting as a lubricant. The stretch stings slightly, but it goes away quickly. Cassidy bottoms out inside of you quickly, making you cry out when the tip of his cock brushes against your cervix. 

“C-Cass!”

He pulls out and slams back inside of you, making you squeal at the friction. Genji plants kisses up your neck and shoulders to calm you down, his fingers working at your nipples. 

Cassidy leans against you, pushing your thighs up against your tummy in a mating press. He’s desperate, fucking into you so fast and so hard you can barely keep track. Your head is dizzy from your orgasms and everything is so hot and so sensitive. 

With the way the cowboy is fucking you like you’re his last and the way Genji is toying with your nipples, you know you won’t last much longer. Based on the way Cassidy’s cock is twitching instead of you, you know he won’t either. 

Genji pinches your nipples and Cassidy slams his hips against yours again and you come undone. Tears leak from your eyes as your pussy gushes out around his cock, your whole body spasming. Genji holds you tightly through your orgasm, rubbing your shoulders and whispering reassurance in your ear. 

Cassidy cums right after you do, thrusting into you one last time to get his cock as deep as possible. Hot cum floods inside of you, mixing with Genji’s and filling you up completely. He continues fucking into you through your orgasm, waiting to pull out until all of his cum has been fucked into you. 

When he pulls out, their cum gushes out of you, dripping down your thighs. He gathers it on his finger and pushing it back inside of you, laughing at the way you squirm from his touch. 

He pulls his finger out and slips it into your mouth, letting you suck off the mixture of your cum, his cum and Genji’s cum. The taste barely registers, your senses dull in your fucked out state. 

Cassidy plants a kiss to your forehead, smoothing your sweaty hair back. “Such a good girl.”

“Our good girl,” Genji adds. 

[the-chaotic]

「— Who fell first and who fell harder 2 」

「カオス ― This is part two of this post. I saw the first two episodes of The Worst and that was enough to start writing, lol. Just like the other one, everything is based on scenarios in my head and what I think looking at their faces and this one is also bigger than the other . 」

「pairing ― The Worst era + Bonus. 」

— Oya Koukou ,

Fujio — He fell first but you fell harder.

Tsukasa — You fell first but he fell harder.

Jamuo — He fell first and hardest.

Yasushi — You fell first but he fell harder (Good luck).

Kiyoshi — He fell first and hardest.

Nakaoka — He fell first and hardest.

Nakagoshi — You fell first but he fell harder.

— Suzuran ,

Raoh — You fell first but he fell harder.

Mercy — You fell first but he fell harder.

Binzo — He fell first and hardest.

Magoroku — He fell first but you fell harder.

Kansuke — You fell first but he fell harder.

Kamui — You fell first but he fell harder.

— Housen ,

Sachio — You fell first but he fell harder.

Eimei — He fell first and hardest.

Odajima — You fell first and hardest.

Shoji — You fell first but he fell harder.

Shidaken — He fell first and hardest.

Sabakan — You fell first but he fell harder.

Moji — You fell first but he fell harder.

— The 3 Schools Alliance ,

Amagai — You fell first but he fell harder.

Suzaki — You fell first but he fell harder.

Saboten — He fell first and hardest.

Tsudanuma — You fell first and hardest.

Sameoka — You fell first but he fell harder.

Fujin — He fell first and hardest.

Raijin — He fell first and hardest.

Reiji — He fell first and hardest.

Gandhi — He fell first and hardest.

「— Bonus Part」

「pairing ― Crows Zero 1 and 2. 」

「カオス ― Of course I would have to bring them here because of the crossover in The Worst X. Furthermore, I recently watched both films with my mum and I was sad to not find any of their content, just a oneshot of Genji and other for Rindaman. So here is my little contribution to this fandom! 」

— Suzuran ,

Genji — You fell first but he fell harder.

Chuuta — He fell first and hardest.

Makise — He fell first and hardest.

Izaki — You fell first but he fell harder.

Serizawa — He fell first but you fell harder.

Tokio — You fell first and hardest.

Tokaji — You fell first but he fell harder.

Tsutsumoto — He fell first and hardest.

Manabu (Mikami Brothers) — He fell first and hardest.

Takeshi (Mikami Brothers) — He fell first and hardest.

Rindaman — You fell first but he fell harder.

— Housen ,

Narumi — You fell first and hardest.

Tatsuya — You fell first but he fell harder.

Ryo — You fell first but he fell harder.

Matoba — He fell first and hardest.

Hayato — He fell first and hardest.

Rikiya — He fell first and hardest.

[genjispeace]

Looks Good on You - Oneshot

In which you accidentally end up wearing one of Genji's hoodies. He likes the way you look in his clothes, maybe a little too much.

tags: smut, slight fluff, genji x reader, gender neutral reader but afab, unprotected sex, genji is a tease

a/n: i don't really write smut, so go easy on me lol but I hope you enjoy. also this is not meant to be accurate to the lore

(using the same gif as price of love because i am OBSESSED)

Living at Overwatch Headquarters has its pros and cons. You do get free food, and the security makes danger nearly impossible. The cons, though? Well, you somehow got roped into laundry duty as your chore for the week. It could be worse, at least. You could have gotten the chore of cleaning the mats in the training room again. That one was pretty bad. At least for laundry, you are basically sorting it out and delivering it to people. You pull a hoodie over your head and start to leave your room. The next load of laundry should be done by now, and you can sort it and take it to its owner, then start the next load, then you can finally head to bed. 

You know the instant you put the hoodie on that something is wrong. It doesn’t fit quite the same way that your clothes do. You don’t have the energy to change, though, so you don’t worry about it and head out your bedroom door.

It doesn’t take you long to reach the laundry room and you grab the empty basket meant  for the dry clothes. You take a look at the bottom of it, and see “GENJI SHIMADA” scrawled across the plastic surface in marker. So it’s Genji’s clothes you’ll be delivering tonight. Your stomach does a slight flip as you start to unload the dryer. You’ve always had a small crush on Genji, but you forced yourself to always push it away. Sure, he is alluring and handsome, but it had to be just like any other crush you would get over. It would never happen.

Unlike other crushes, though, it never went away. You would find yourself watching him train, entranced by his graceful yet calculated movements. You would find his eyes in a crowd of people. He’d bring a smile to your face every time he talked. Your skin would burn whenever his touch happened to graze it. It’s frustrating how he had such an effect on you, and it is even more frustrating that you’re sure it is one-sided. 

You push the thoughts of your pointless crush down and pick up his basket of clean clothes. His room is relatively close to the laundry room, so you thankfully don’t have much time to think about him on your way there. You reach his door and pin the basket against your hip to knock softly on the door. 

The door quickly opens, and your breath is nearly knocked out of your chest. Genji stands there, his black hair disheveled in a way that makes him look all too tempting. He’s wearing a fabric face mask loosely over the lower part of his face instead of his typical metal one. He has on sweatpants that hang low on his hips and a black long-sleeved shirt that is tight around his figure. You can nearly see the muscles of his abs through it, but you snap your vision back to his face quickly, worried he would catch you ogling otherwise. His crimson gaze watches you.

“I have your laundry,” you say. He steps aside, letting you walk into his room. You’ve been in his room before, having delivered his laundry multiple times. His lamp is the only light in the room, keeping it mostly dark. He closes the door behind you, walking to take the basket from you. 

“Is that my hoodie?” His voice is husky and slightly muffled from the mask. You frown, looking at the sleeves of the black hoodie.

“Is it?” You ask. It did feel strange when you put it on.

“Well, it has my last name on the back, so unless we got married without me knowing, I’d say you got mine,” he says with a slight chuckle as he puts his basket on the bed and starts taking the folded clothes out and stuffing them into his dresser. You laugh too, covering your mouth with your hand. 

“Nah, I married your brother and didn’t tell you,” you keep laughing. You remember once you mentioned how handsome you thought Genji’s brother was, and despite Genji and his brother  being on good terms now, Genji’s eyes darkened then. They darken now, too, and he shakes his head. He knows you’re joking, but there is still a spark of something in his crimson eyes. You talk yourself out of thinking it’s jealousy. He’s certainly not jealous of you talking about his brother. 

“Haha. Very funny,” he says. His muscles flex as he moves, and you have to fight the feeling of getting mesmerized by it. 

“Seriously, though, I’m sorry. Whoever did the laundry last must have given it to me by accident. I’ll give it back tomorrow,” you say. 

“Why not now?” Genji asks. He moves the now empty laundry basket to the floor, and his full attention is on you now. Your cheeks start to warm as he watches you, waiting for a response. He sits on the edge of his bed.

“Well, uh, I’m kinda not wearing anything under it,” you say, feeling your cheeks heat up even more. You hope it’s dark enough for him to not notice, but you can see him clearly, so surely he can see you too. 

“Ah, well give it to me when you get the chance,” Genji says. He seems utterly unaffected by the thought of you wearing his hoodie with nothing under it. Though, you do notice the way his eyes glimmer, but you aren’t sure why. 

“Nope. It’s mine. I’m keeping it now,” you say, hoping to raise the tension you start to feel in the air as he watches you. 

“That’s fine. It looks good on you anyway,” Genji says, but there is no humor in his voice. Is he trying to joke, or is he serious? Surely, he’s messing with you. If it were possible, you’re sure your cheeks would heat even more. You want to change the subject so badly before you say something you’ll regret. He leans back in his bed, resting his hands behind himself. He looks too good like that, and you have to look away. You see his metal mask sitting on his dresser near you and reach out to it.

It feels hard in your grasp, and you hold it up to your face. It covers the lower part of your face. You glance at him over it, and find him watching you intently. His eyes dart along your face, then return to your eyes. 

“What do you think? Does it suit me?” You say, a slight giggle in your voice. Genji looks at you in silence, his eyes glazing like a fire. You start to take the mask away, but Genji moves  quickly and, in the blink of an eye, he is standing in front of you with a grasp on your wrist. You look up at him, through your lashes, confusion wracking your features. 

“Genji?” You ask. 

“Don’t do that,” he whispers softly. He sounds as out of breath as you feel. 

“I’m sorry,” you say. You try to pull the mask away, but he tightens his grasp and you stop trying to move. “I’ll take it off if I offended you.”

“That’s not it,” he says. 

“I-” you start, but cut yourself off. He’s standing close enough to you and his chest is nearly touching you, and you try to take a step back to clear your mind a bit, but you feel the wall against you. Did he back you against the wall? Your brain clouds with thoughts you should not be having about him. You try to walk away, but his spare hand moves against the wall and cages you in. 

“To be honest, you look fucking delectable. So irresistible,” he says. Your heart jumps in your chest as you look up at him. His crimson gaze holds yours, and a shiver runs up your spine. His voice is so low and husky, like it’s laced with desire. 

“Genji,” you sound breathless to your own ears. He releases the arm holding you, and you lower the mask. He reaches out, running his thumb along your lips. You almost sigh at the feeling of his touch against you. It’s his human hand, and his skin is so soft against you. You have to admit that you have thought about a moment like this before, but never thought it would actually happen. 

“Can I ask you something?” Genji asks. You nod. You’re pretty sure you would agree to anything he asks you right now. “Have you ever thought about fucking me?”

Your eyes widen, just slightly, at his question. You feel embarrassment start to invade your feelings. Of course you have thought about having sex with him before. Though, you are far too stubborn to admit it. You shake your head. Genji’s hand moves to the base of your skull, yanking on your hair and forcing a tilt in your head, so you have to look into his head. You sigh at the feeling of his hand in your hair, and you pray you don’t notice.

“You’re a bad liar,” he whispers. “You’re saying you’ve never thought about me?”

You aren’t able to shake your head again, but you don’t nod. How can you admit to something like that? Genji leans closer, until your face is practically touching the mask, then he dips his head. His hand that was caging you in pulls his mask down and you feel his lips press against your neck. It’s a barely-there kiss, but it’s enough to make your heart race and the mask slip out of your hands. It hits the floor with a clank, but neither of you seem to care. 

“Never thought about my lips?” He whispers against your skin. His hold on your hair starts to loosen, and he gives you enough space to get away from him if you want to, but you don’t move. His mouth returns to your neck, and you bite your tongue to stop a whimper from escaping as he sucks on the sensitive skin by your pulse point. His tongue darts out and runs along the spot he was sucking on, and you bite down hard on your lip. 

“Never thought about my tongue?” He says against your skin. Your knees almost buckle at his husky voice, especially when he presses another kiss to your neck. 

“Never,” you say again, but you can’t help the way you lean into his touch. He chuckles against your skin. 

“So, so stubborn,” he pushes his mask back into place, leaning away from you. It’s all a tease, like he’s playing a game with you. Your head spins. “It’s a shame you don’t want to tell me anything. I’d do whatever you wanted, angel.” 

“I-Genji?” You say. Your head still spins. Of course you have had thoughts like that about him. You have had feelings for him for a while now. You just thought he would never feel the same way about you. 

“Hm?” He says, his eyes burning.

“I’ve thought about you before…like that,” you say, embarrassment heating your face as you admit to it. 

“Like what?” He tilts his head to the side, feigning innocence. 

“You know what,” you say back, but he just shrugs. 

“I’m afraid I don’t. Fill me in, angel,” he says. You’re sure if you could see the lower half of his face, he would be smirking right now. He really wants to hear you say it before he does anything else. 

“I’ve thought about you fucking me before,” you practically scream out, your cheeks heating up even more. 

“That’s all I wanted to hear,” he says. You start to question him, but he grips your hips and spins you around, walking you to his bed. You fall against the mattress, his soft blankets greeting you. You reach to him, your hands twisting in his shirt as you pull him closer. God, you want to kiss him so badly. You always have. His hand reaches to you, sneaking under the hoodie and against your skin. You let out a soft sigh against his touch. You want more. You need more. 

“I want to kiss you,” you say softly, the words slipping out. He pauses, his hand freezing at its spot on your ribs. You look up to him, finding his crimson gaze. 

“Close your eyes,” he says, but you shake your head. 

“I want to see you, if you’re comfortable with that,” you say. You know he isn’t the most confident in his current state, but he is still beautiful to you. He raises one of his brows, but nods. He slowly releases you and lowers himself to his knees in front of you. He’s letting you take the mask off for him. You reach out, pulling one of the loops off of his ear, before pulling it the rest of the way off of his face. You drop it, but he catches it before it can hit the ground.

You’ve seen his face before here and there in passing, but never directly like this. You cup his face with your hands, a soft smile on your features. He’s so beautiful, scars and all. He always has been to you. He watches you, holding the mask in his hand as if he’s waiting for you to tell him to put it back on.

“You’re so beautiful,” you lean forward and press your lips to one of the bigger scars on his face, then you move your mouth down and press your lips against his. 

You start off slowly, giving him plenty of time to back away if he wants, but he never does. You run your tongue along his bottom lip, and it’s like something in him snaps. He quickly takes control back, dominating the kiss. His kiss is rough and needy, like he’s suffocating and you’re his very air. 

He stands up just enough to push you back against the bed, then lowers himself on top of you, all without breaking the kiss. His hands find their way to your wrists, pinning them above you. The command is simple enough. Stay.

His hands lower, down your arms and chest, until he reaches the bottom of your - his - hoodie. Your skin burns as if his touch leaves flames in its wake. He pushes the hoodie up slowly, until your chest is bare to him. His hands wander, one metal and one flesh, running across your skin. He pulls away from the kiss, and you can see the way his lips are slightly swollen. He looks down at you, his eyes tracing your body. You can’t help the shy feeling you get as he looks at you, and you start to move to cover yourself, but remember the way he pushed your hands into the mattress. He wants to look at you like this, completely under his control.

You feel his soft hair tickle your skin as he leans down and presses soft kisses into your stomach, trailing up until he is at your breasts. You take a sharp intake as he runs his hand along one of your breasts. It’s his metal one, and the coolness is a stark contrast to the heat of your body. He rolls it in between his fingers, pinching slightly. It takes every ounce of self-control you have to not moan.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispers against your skin. Once you’re thoroughly flustered and he’s satisfied, he moves lower, until his lips are just above the waistband on the sweatpants you have on. He pauses, kneading your thighs through the fabric. 

“Please,” you say softly, and you see a smile on his face when you look down at him.

“I like the way you say that,” he says, then slips his finger under the waistband. You lift your hips enough for him to pull the pants down, and he takes your underwear with it. You’re completely bare now, and he’s still fully clothed. You don’t have any time to feel insecure, though, as he pushes your legs apart and settles on his knees by the end of the bed. 

His lips quickly attach to your thigh, sucking softly just like he did your neck. You know it’s going to bruise, but part of you is happy about that. Having a mark from him on your skin, it’s so arousing. 

One of his hands finds its way to your core, and you gasp at the contact. His metal hand just barely touches your sex, just barely ghosting along your clit, but it’s enough to make you clap your hand over your mouth to prevent any sound from escaping. The touch is gone as quickly as it came, and you yelp as you feel a slight pinch in your leg. It’s replaced with another lick, before Genji looks up at you.

“Don’t you dare cover your mouth. I want to hear you, angel. I want to hear how I make you feel,” he says, his voice stern and eyes blazing. You whimper at the command, at the way he looks at you, at his hands kneading your thighs, at all of it. You drop your hand, obeying his order. A soft moan escapes your lips as he curls his finger, and he smiles. 

“Good. Keep making noises for me like that, yeah?” You nod, which makes him smile even wider. “Where is all that stubbornness now, hm? You’re so obedient.” 

You start to say something back, but when he presses a kiss against your clit, any response you had fizzles away and you let out a soft whimper. He continues licking at you, and you clench your legs around his head. You reach down and tangle one of your hands in his hair, whimpering at each lick. He brings his hand up, his metal one, and presses it against your entrance while continuing to suck on your clit. More. You need more. 

“Genji, please,” you whimper out, and it’s all he seems to need to hear. He presses one finger into you and your head falls back against the mattress. He pumps in and out in a painfully slow pace, but it’s still enough to have you writhing under him. You feel him pull his face away, just enough for him to look up at you. You feel him smile against you. 

“You look so pretty like this,” he says. His voice sounds like pure sin. 

“Don’t tease me, please,” you beg. 

“I don’t know, angel. I like teasing you,” he says, slowing down and pulling his face away. You whimper softly.

“Please,” you say the word again. 

“So fucking pretty,” he says, before adding another finger. He quickens the pace until you are a writhing, whimpering mess. You can’t even form any coherent thoughts. His thumb reaches to your clit, rubbing over it. 

“Genji,” you start to say something. He knows exactly what buttons of yours to push, and you are so close. 

“I know, angel. I know,” he says softly. Your legs start to shake as you feel your orgasm coming. Genji seems to notice the way your body is responding to him, and he picks up the pace. You throw your head back and moan. You squeeze your eyes shut and clutch onto the blankets under you as your orgasm rocks your entire body. It’s the best one you have ever had, and Genji seems to know that, because he gives you a minute to breathe before he does anything else. 

“I need you,” you say once you recover. 

“You have me,” Genji replies, rising from his knees and pulling his shirt over his head. His pale skin is covered in scars and the metal takes up about half of his torso and reaches down just slightly. His abs are still mostly flesh, as are his hips, which you can see over the waistband of his sweats. He doesn’t seem to mind your eyes on him, because he lets you watch him before he moves again. 

He reaches down to his waistband, sliding his sweatpants down his legs. He lets you watch as he does so, and your eyes trail below. You had been curious before if his cock was made of metal or flesh, and now you know it’s made out of flesh. His upper thighs are too, the metal starting around one of his legs. He cuts off your staring leaning over you and pressing your lips together once before pulling away again. 

“I have condoms in my nightstand,” he says, trailing off to give you the chance to answer.

“No,” you reply quickly. You want -  need - him, no barriers included. He raises an eyebrow, as if he expected another answer, but still wraps a hand around your ankle and pulls you down the bed. You yelp, caught off guard by the movement. You are much closer to him now. He seems to love the sight of you under him, because he has yet to look away from you. 

He tears his gaze away from you long enough to line up at your entrance. He looks back to your face, his crimson eyes watching you as he pushes inside you. You moan, but you can still hear the groan he releases. He sinks all the way into you, not moving at first as you both adjust to it. 

“God, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to be inside of you,” he whispers. 

“Genji,” you say his name, but it sounds more like you are pleading. He starts to move, quickly finding a rhythm in his thrusts. He leans down, pressing your lips together once again. His kiss is a little more sloppy now, but you still love the way his lips feel against yours. You wrap your hands around him, your nails digging slightly into his back. You have a feeling it’ll leave scratch marks on his skin side, but he doesn’t seem to care. 

He keeps going until you are another whimpering mess. It’s like he knows exactly how to get you to unravel for him. Your legs tremble around him and your nails dig into his shoulders. You moan his name as your orgasm rocks you, and his body seems to respond to both your orgasm and the sound of his name on your lips. 

His thrusts start to get less rhythmic, and you clench around him, which is enough to send him over the edge. His head falls onto your shoulder as his orgasm takes over his body. You hold onto him as he moans into your skin. It’s funny that he said you look pretty like this when you’re certain he is the most beautiful person you have ever seen. He eventually pulls his face away and presses a soft kiss to your cheek, before he pulls out and walks around the bed. He pulls the hoodie, which you just remembered you still had on, down over your body. You’re too fucked out to resist, but you don’t mind. His hoodie is comfortable anyway. 

You try to move, but your limbs don’t want to cooperate. It’s like they are made of jelly. He chuckles, pulling you up and bed before crawling in himself. He pulls you against him, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck. He presses another soft kiss to your skin. 

“I should wear your clothes more often,” you say with a slight giggle. He nods.

“You definitely should. Let me take you out sometime, though. Have a proper date,” he says. Your heart jumps in your chest. After all the two of you just did, you shouldn’t feel shy, but you still are. He wants this to happen again? He wants to…date you? You find a smile creeping its way up your features at the thought.  The two of you fall asleep like that, him holding you against his body, his face buried in your neck, you with a massive smile on your face. You should definitely wear his clothes more often.

[nanamis-princess]

Hi I saw your request were open and I wanted to know if you could right a platonic fluff of reader and kirko,genji and hanzo having a sleepover together

Sleepover with the shimada’s & kiriko head canons!

Genre: fluff & goofing around

Platonic relationships x gender neutral reader (no gender specified)

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-hanzo is really into the baking/cooking together aspect of a sleepover. Kiri & genji would most likely goof off during this process so hanzo might appreciate a helping hand. Not to discourage you from participating in the goofing off though.

-Mario cart with genji & kiri can become quite competitive between the two of them. When you end up having a winning streak because genji and kiriko are trying to sabotage each other.

-deep talk does briefly happen if you guys are all on the same wavelength, especially when they talk about how harsh parts of their upbringing was with training and the fear if disappointing they’re parents.

-kiriko is the first one who is like “okay that was depressing, lets do something else” after the conversations kinda died down.

-genji brings a lot and i mean a lot of candy, he’d be down to do that candy salad trend

-when you play board games, genji can not for the life of him do charades. He almost always give too much away.

-if you guys play monopoly kiriko insist on being the banker & hanzo has the most properties. Genji for the most part has been in jail.

-kiri also made a playlist for this and brings out the fox spirit to see you. The fox gently rubbing against your leg when you sit down to pet it.

-hanzo has a blue weighted blanket that he cant sleep without, something about the weight of it plus the texture just makes him sleep better.

-kiri does have a small fox plushie and brought it for this special occasion

-when you suggest doing under eye face masks kiri is the first to agree, she puts on yours for you and you help hanzo put his on. Genji did his all by himself lol.

-deciding it would be nice to remember you guys take a photo, you with kiri in the front (shes the one taking the photo) hanzo right behind you and genji behind kiriko. Genji had to convince hanzo to be apart of the photo though, he’s not one for photos. A few photos are taken ones with peace signs, a silly one and ones with genuine smiles. Hanzo of course just remaining with a small smile for most of them

-the first one asleep is genji and kiriko drew a mustache on him with the help of you if you condone to that. Hanzo did not stop this at all.

-kiri fell asleep on your shoulder during a movie with her plushie in hand and you weren’t far behind her. Hanzo covered you both with a blanket before heading to sleep himself at around 4am

Bonus:

During breakfast genji had his mustache on the whole time, nobody said ✨nothing ✨

a/n: thank you sm for requesting! I always enjoy when someone requests for overwatch! Xoxo

[weskin-time]

listen, i'm throwing this request in here because we frankly don't get enough of this in the x reader tag, character x injured/sick!reader. it doesn't even have to be anything super angsty if you don't want it to be. like i just want the fluff of an overwatch character fretting over reader with a sprained ankle lmao

(any characters are okay tbh, write for whoever you have ideas for!)

Hello anon!! i hope this works for you! i had a lot of fun writing this and i might make more later on. >:3

please give me more OW requests. mm brain rot <3

TBH i don’t really like genjis one i might rewrite it later on so keep an eye out for a post

D.Va, Genji, Ramattra X GN!Hurt/Sick!Reader

Not beta read

cw- injury, pain,

Hana “D.Va” Song

gaming with your girlfriend was almost mandatory as you started your relationship

you were fine with that, in fact you were happy to join in her streams and hang out with D.Va and finish to get some quiet time with Hana.

But. you two played different types of games.

You loved character driven story games, open worlds and side quests

and she was a world champion, mmorpgs, real time strategy games, fast paced games you never really tried

But she asked one day if you wanted to play LOL with her on stream you said yes of course

but wow was it a learning curve, and a new thing you had to adapt to. fast paced clicking and key mashing hurt your fingers and wrists.

you have no idea how Hana doesn’t have wrist problems worse then she does if you just played for a few days and your pointer finger felt stuck and pain would throb in your forearms.

Hana ended stream that night and took a breath to regain her self. You were chilling in the same room as her, her set up more impressive than yours as you turned off your own PC and turned your chair to face her.

Getting up from your semi uncomfortable office chair you walked over to her as she stretched, you went to grab her water bottle to refill it for her but as soon as your hand grabbed the bottle pain shot through your forearm and wrist making you involuntarily wince.

Her eyes shot to you in worry before she completely understood what happened, “Aww I hope i didn’t push you too hard that last round.”

You chuckled and shook out your arms, it really didn’t do much. “It’s hard to keep up with you in these games Ms Professional ESports World Champion.”

It was her turn to laugh, “Get good.” She got up and grabbed the bottle herself and shut down her PC. “You good though? Got Gamers wrist?”

“Up my forearms and everything, clicking finger is sore too.” You flex your fingers trying to get the stiff feeling out.

“Didn’t you used to play a religious amount of Cookie Clicker back in the day, without auto clicker?” She points out as you follow her out of y’all’s gaming room and to the kitchen.

You have a scoff, “My child self didn’t know what that was, i was rich on cookies. And it didn’t hurt all this bad.” You rested against the island.

She paused by the fridge, filling her bottle up with the water. “I have some extra wrist braces if you’d like, they work wonders.”

“Please.” Your response came instantly before you could even process the last part of her sentence. It made her snort with how desperate you sounded and she almost overflowed her bottle.

“Come here, give me your arms.” She turned around and leaned against the other side of the island in front of you.

You did and held out your forearms to her with a confused look.

She wrapped her hands around for forearms and began to squeeze them, massaging them firmly, perfectly in the place where it hurt the most. A whine left your throat at the feeling of sore pain meeting soft comforting pain. Her fingers dug into the meat gently as she circled the muscle, slowly making her way down to your wrists where she provided the same treatment. Your head rested on the island counter as you slumped over, heaven was in her hands.

“Thank you Hana.”

“You’re welcome bunny.”

——————————————————————

Genji Shimada

sleep deprivation sucked.

2-3 hours a night was all you were going off of. it wasn’t enough to keep your brain healthy or your body.

constant headaches, unfocused eyes, micro sleep, confusion, it all was ass

but there was nothing you could do in the moment to fix it, you just kept staying awake at night to either game or finish work projects and paperwork.

sickness sometimes finds you when you’re like this, nauseous from lack of sleep, headaches making your eyes hurt.

you tried your best to fight back the sleep that demanded itself, but failed.

Genji was silent in his approach to your desk, you knew he was there, you could sense him.

Your laptop was too bright, your eyes were unfocused and you could barely feel yourself slowly lean forward to the desks surface. A hand on your shoulder wakes you up enough to realize you were holding down a single key on your keyboard and the open document on your screen now had a long line of Vs.

“Hiya Genji.” you slur almost, as you closed your eyes only for the entire world to pulse around you, sounds were too sharp and too dull at the same time, breathing in and out seemed to take all your strength, but your strength was elsewhere trying to fight off sleep.

“You don’t look too good.” He stated flatly, his helmet off as he rested in comfortable clothing.

You glance up to see him, eyes focusing on his face, “Thanks.” was all you had the energy to respond with.

He looked at your laptop, reading what you were writing but telling by his confused and concerned face you think you just wrote gibberish that your brain thought sounded like a normal sentence.

“How long have you been awake?” His voice dripping with concern but his voice buzzed in your ears and bounced around your head for a second before you could process what he said.

“I’ve had 5 hours of sleep this week.” You yawn and look away from his wide eyed expression.

It was Saturday. 11pm.

Your body didn’t have enough energy to even move it felt like.

“Okay,” he dragged out the word and closed your laptop. “Let’s get you to bed yea?” The way he said it made you know there was no changing his mind.

You didn’t want to admit you needed sleep but at the same time your head was throbbing and the thought of cuddling with your Genji was enough to perk you up more.

You mumbled out an okay before trying to stand on wobbly knees, your body feeling light yet heavy at the same time. A flesh hand came to steady you and hold you before you heard a sigh and suddenly you were swept off your feet and being carried to the bedroom.

“You need to take better care of yourself.” Concern laced his words as he placed you on the bed carefully.

“I know I know,” you made a grabby hand motion at him and he smiles, soon making his way to the bed as well, cuddling up beside you. You used his still flesh side as a pillow as he laid on his back. “I’m sorry Genji.”

He ran fingers along your scalp, scratching softly, putting you in a trance. “I know you don’t do field work anymore but you still need to rest.”

“I will, I will.” Was all you could mumble out before almost instantly falling asleep. the last thing you felt was his lips against your forehead.

The next morning Genji barley let you leave the bedroom after you slept for nearly 14 hours. He made you food and sat and ate with you in the bed while the two of you watched Cowboy Bebop. Your work could wait till monday, you just wanted to enjoy the last day of the weekend resting with him.

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Ramattra

you were out for a walk with Ramattra

the spring air buzzed with life as you two passed by trees, bird song filling silence, bees resting on flowers as they bumbled their fat little bodies around

it was a nice walk, one to clear your mind and his systems, just to think and be together

you didn’t see a tree root and you fell and ate dirt, twisting your ankle

“oh ow ow ow ow ow.” you let out a string of curses from behind clenched teeth.

Your ankle throbbed, it felt warm and tingly at the same time, pain shooting through your foot and up your shin. You do what your dumb brain tells you to and you roll it to make sure it’s not broken, thankfully it isn’t but the pain takes the air from your lungs with a sharp gasp.

Ramattra stared down at you on the ground, unmoving as he studied you. He watched as you tried to get back up with only the use of one leg, holding onto a tree for support as you stood with your leg raised like a dog that’s paw got stepped on.

“Fragile things you humans are. You tripped and now you can’t stand?” His voice wasn’t as harsh as it once was many moons ago, but he still said it with some form of exasperation.

You set your foot on the ground, testing it and instantly regretting it as pain erupts again.

You ignore his comment, “Oh gods I don’t know if i can walk back.”

“Weakling.” He said but held out his arm for you to take. There was no malice in his vocal synthesizers.

You did, leaning against him. Thanking him as you both turned around and took a step to head back to base. As you tried to put weight on your ankle you winced and let out a hiss.

“I really fucked myself up good.” You laugh a little as you stare down at your feet.

“Do you need me to carry you?” His voice buzzed with slight concern, you wouldn’t have noticed it unless you had spent enough time with the Omnic, and you have.

You look up at him with a smirk, a look that pokes him, “You goin soft on me Ram?”

He tenses a tiny tiny bit more than he already was, “No!” He said a bit too quickly. “It would take us ages to get back with your condition and I am not going to wait on you. It would be faster for me to carry you there. Simple.”

You ponder for a second, before nodding your head. Why would you ever give up the opportunity to be carried by this giant?

Ramattra let’s out a fake sigh and grabs you by the midsection, lifting you up and placing your butt on his right shoulder. You were expecting to be carried in his arms but sitting on his shoulder was way more fun already. You felt like a bird resting on his broad shoulders.

“Thanks, you big softie.” You pat his head to make your point.

He moves his right arm to hold your hips, keeping you stable and you use his arm as a grip. “I’m not doing this for you.” He grumbled but the way he made sure you weren’t going to fall off said otherwise.

He waited for you to give the word and he started to make his way back, you on his shoulder and enjoying being really tall.

[mrfrogz]

Rubble (Genji x Reader)

Hey guys! This is my first ever oneshot on Tumblr so I'm nervous and excited lol. I'm used to Wattpad and Ao3(for people who know I actually started on Wit LOL) so I apologize if the formatting is a bit weird/off. I hope you enjoy! (Also I wrote this a long time ago before McCree's name was changed) This was first uploaded on my Ao3, so if you enjoy consider checking me out here

As the aircraft was slowly making its approach to the ground, you grew more and more nervous. Biting your fingernails, you glanced around at the heroes who you happened to befriend. There was Zenyatta, you and him didn't talk much but he seemed very calm and collected in battle. Then Mercy, or Angela as she was most commonly called, was always a wonderful person to talk to however whenever she was treating a patient you knew to never disturb her. Next there was McCree, he had a much more "rough n' tough" exterior but whenever you guys were off duty he was a bit of a charmer, though you never fell for it. Orisa followed you around a lot, mostly because she was programmed to protect others but she also genuinely enjoyed your company, or at least, you thought it was genuine. It's hard to tell with robots.

Now there was Sigma, a bit of a newer addition to the crew but he was a strong fighter and an interesting person to be around. Despite his seemingly split personalities, you two have managed to have very pleasant conversations when everyone else is asleep. Finally..Genji. Genji was the hero everyone strived to be, or that's how you saw him. He was fun and goofy whenever you guys were off the job yet calculated and passionate when in the midst of a fight, but one trait persisted on and off the battlefield: his flirty-ness. McCree was a charmer, more "old fashioned" in his wits but Genji was a lot more audacious and up-front in his advances. Unfortunately, time doesn't stop for your daydreams so by the time you got to thinking about Genji the aircraft came to a particularly rough landing, jostling you around where you so happen to fall onto none other than: the cyborg ninja himself. It took you a second to fully realize what happened, as you were so busy in thought you disconnected from the outside world. That was, until you heard Genji's robotic yet endearing voice emit from behind the mask.

"Y/N, I know you're falling for me but you don't have to be so literal about it~" He teased, holding you up so you wouldn't hit the floor. Your face went hot, you still haven't quite gotten used to his banter yet. You quickly stood up properly, removing your arms from his hands. He chuckled spotting your reaction, he had a habit of doing that. "Relax Y/N, you know I'm just teasing."

That was true, but you still couldn't help but wonder..'No, now is not the time Y/N, you're about to go into battle for f×cks sake.' You put on a smile, shaking your head lightly in a playful manner. "Really Genji? Do you ever stop?"

"No Y/N, no he does not." The cowboy spoke up, chuckling lightly as he flicked his cigar, sending light sparks on the floor. "He won't stop talking 'bout ya eithe-"

"Jesse! What did I tell you about the smoking?!" Angela spoke up, quite literally a guardian angel in this moment as she distracted McCree from spilling all of Genji's secrets. The two went on to bicker, however the aircraft broke out in silence when the doors started to open slowly. You took a deep breath, knowing that this could possibly be your last mission. Though this was the case with every mission. Hanamura…Where Genji grew up. It was truly beautiful. Y'know..despite the smoke and fire from a battle that seemingly had already begun. After another deep breath, you and your team jumped off the aircraft. As you jumped, you looked over and made eye contact with Genji. He seemed to smile, giving you a thumbs up for good luck.

You were grateful your team was victorious. You were terrified of what could go wrong, of the people they could harm. Luckily, everybody was safe. Well, everybody but you. Currently, you were buried underneath the rubble, a wound on your head and you were 90% sure you broke your foot or perhaps your whole leg. You had tried calling out for your teammates, but the oxygen was getting thin. You weren't even panicking, because you knew your team had won the battle. That's all that mattered. That everyone else was safe. You closed your eyes, blood dripping down from the wound in your head. You let out a sigh, and everything stopped. Things went black, you felt numb. You were sure this was it. Until you heard a voice that was all too familiar.

"Y/N!!" The cyborg ran towards you in full distress. Fighting the calming blackness that over took you, you opened your eyes.

After coughing, you called out. "Genji…I-I'm here.." It was soft, and you weren't even sure if he could hear you. Hearing how panicked Genji was, was enough reason for you to keep fighting. He ran over to you, his enhanced robot hearing helping him greatly.

"Y/N!" He called out once more. "Y/N I'm here." He kept muttering random words, thanking the heavens you were alive, saying how stupid you were to go on your own, and then scolding himself because he was just so happy you were still here. He did all that as he moved the rubble off of you with ease. Genji relaxed greatly when he finally saw your face. Gently, he picked you up. You shuddered a bit against the cold metallic suit but quickly relaxed, your strength being all gone. "You're safe, Y/N. I promise, nothing bad will happen to you again." You nodded your head gently before closing your eyes once more, grateful for your savior.

When you finally awoke, the hiss of metal disconnecting was the first thing you heard. You stirred a little as you slowly gained back all your senses. You were laying on some kind of bed, and you were holding someone's hand. You could immediately tell who's it was though, the metallic fingers gently caressing your knuckles. You couldn't help the smile that etched on your face. You also felt some tubes run through your arm. 'Must be an IV..' Regarding your leg, it already had a cast on it and was elevated. Angela must have cared for you. After a moment, slowly, you opened your eyes while turning to look at Genji. You were a bit surprised though, when you saw he had taken his mask off. His face was scar ridden, but that never made him less attractive to you. Really you only saw him like this when he was injured, or sleeping. He was looking down, tears in his eyes. You tried reaching your other hand out to cup his face but he was a bit too far away. "Genji..C'mere.." You said softly. He immediately shot up, looking at you. The tears finally fell and he squeezed your hand.

"Y/N!! You're okay!" He smiled, tears still coming down. He leaned forward, planting a gentle kiss to your hand that he was holding. The action made you flush, yet you continued to look at the ninja in front of you. You gently cupped his face in your other hand. You couldn't tell if it was because you were weak or if you had just grown more confident, but you weren't as shy as normal. "Y/N, I am so so so sorry for letting anything bad happen to you. I promise I'll protect you now, with all my being." You smiled sadly, you didn't like the fact that Genji blamed himself and yet you were grateful for his future protection.

"Genji, none of this is your fault. I wandered off on my own, it's alright. I'm safe now with you." You rubbed your thumb softly against his rough cheek. He kissed the side of your hand that was cupping his face, and yet again you flushed. He's never done anything like that; he's never kissed any part of you before. So, a part of you couldn't help but wonder why he did it. Was it just from a place of protectiveness? Or did he truly have feelings for you? "What's important is that everyone else is safe, we saved the city." You spoke up after a moment.

The cyborg merely chuckled weakly, giving your hand yet another kiss. "Y/N, I would let a thousand cities burn to the ground as long as you were safe." He smiled softly, looking at your flustered face. "Sure it's great that we saved everyone…But if you weren't okay, I couldn't live with myself." He explained, but it seemed like he was holding himself back from…what? His cold knuckles rubbed against yours, giving you butterflies.

You smiled as well, and squeezed Genji's hand softly. "Hey..Don't worry about that." You coughed, your torso raising from the bed with the movement. The cyborg's face immediately filled with worry. "I'm safe, you're safe..the people are safe." You reassured him, laying back against the slightly elevated hospital bed.

"Yes but-" He started, but then sooner than he had started, gave up. He shook his head, and with his free hand grabbed the missing part to his helmet. "Get some rest, Y/N. I'll be back, I have some paperwork Jack needs me to fill."

I roll my eyes at the mention, but understand regardless. "Go ahead, I know how strict he can be." You gave a weak chuckle and the ninja before you slowly let go of your hand, as if it pained him to do so. You closed your eyes, falling asleep to the soft hiss of Genji's metallic helmet connecting.

After an hour or so, you woke up to the sound of the door opening. "Genji? Is that you?" You called out quietly, head still feeling groggy from your nap. You heard a feminine laugh, and immediately recognized it as Angela's. You slowly opened your eyes and watched as she put her rubber gloves on.

"Sorry to disappoint, but no, it's not Genji. Just your resident doctor." She smiled, walking over the to monitor you were connected to, looking it over.

You blushed lightly and shook your head. "I didn't mean to look disappointed, he just…said he'll be back." You said, feeling a bit stupid for expecting him to be back this soon. "He's probably busy still.." You mumbled, trying to make yourself feel better.

Angela looked down on you and checked your head wound, smiling softly. "Don't worry Y/N, he'll be back. Jack is..upset that he ran off to find you." You tilted your head a bit. "No- No don't do that please, I need to make sure your wound isn't infected." You moved your head back, but still had many questions.

"I don't understand, why would Jack be upset at that? Doesn't he always want to save as many people as possible?" You asked, confused. You saw Angela take a deep breath out of the corner of your eye before she seemingly made up her mind.

"When we couldn't find you, we all assumed you were dead. We were given direct orders to report straight back, as there was word that there was an emergency somewhere else. Luckily some other agents were free so they got there in time, but Genji insisted on staying and looking for you. We were all heartbroken, really, but Genji…He really didn't seem like he'd live without you." She confessed, turning back to her counter with medical supplies. "Young love, right?" She joked, trying to lighten the mood.

You were stunned, and didn't say a word. 'Young love?' You thought. 'Does he..really care about me like that?' You asked yourself, thinking it was way too good to be true. But how could you ignore the obvious signs any longer? As you were overthinking your crush on the cyborg, Angela had some good news.

"You should be able to leave tomorrow. Of course you won't be able to walk, and you can't go on any missions with us, but you won't be confined to this 'hospital' for long." She smiled. "Genji has already volunteered to be your personal nurse, seems to think he can do a better job than me, but I'm sure you'll be fine on your own. We all know you're a fighter, Y/N."

You thanked her and appreciated the compliments, but you were obviously preoccupied. By mere coincidence, someone knocked on the door about five minutes after Angela knocked. "Come in!" You called, flicking through the channels of the T.V in the room. Genji emerged from the door, holding a small bouquet of flowers. You smiled seeing him, along with the nice gift. "Aww Genji, you didn't have to." You said.

His robotic chuckle emerged from the mask, and he closed the door behind him. "I've wanted to give them to you for a while, actually. So yes, it was very necessary." You couldn't see him, but from his tone of voice you can tell that he smiled. He sat back down on the chair next to your bed, putting the flowers on a nearby table. You two sat in silence for a bit before you spoke up.

"Genji..You've been really sweet to me today. First with saving me-" You started.

"Technically that was yesterday." He chimed in.

You rolled your eyes with a smile. "Oh hush, you know what I mean. What I'm trying to say- Or ask, rather is…Do you..have feelings for me? Maybe I'm reading this all wrong but you kept kissing my hands and got me flowers and-" You started going on a nervous ramble, hoping that something made sense and if you were wrong Genji didn't hate you. You were so nervous, in fact, that you didn't hear his helmet disconnect. In a moment's notice, Genji was mere inches from your face.

He smiled, and nodded his head. One of his hands grabbed your own, while the other tucked your hair behind your ear. "Of course I do, Y/N. How could I not? I really do care for you, and want to have a relationship with you." He kissed your forehead softly. "I'm sorry I waited this long to tell you, I just didn't want to ruin things. I thought maybe you had someone else.."

At that you chuckled, and shook your head. "No, Genji, nobody else. Nobody else but you." You leaned your face closer to the other, neither of you connecting your lips yet.

"May I kiss you?" Genji asked, voice a whisper as if he's scared that he'll ruin the mood.

"Of course you may." You answered, and just melted feeling Genji's lips on yours. There were a few scars around his mouth, but you knew that and it felt surprisingly nice. It was like a perfect moment, one that the two of you were dreaming about forever. After a moment you pulled away, wrapping your arms around Genji. "I love you, so much Genji." You admitted with the biggest smile on your face.

"I love you too, Y/N." He said, with an equally big smile on his face.

[genji-centric]

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.

[ya-zz]

oou, if ur down for it how about bitter ex!Ram who's realized Genji's trying to ask reader out :0 he still holds this bit of possessiveness towards reader and it's even worse because it's "his brother's pet human" - so like there's this undertone of Genji being a "replacement" in Ram's perspective. you can try to connect this to canon, but this is more of like an imagine, like 'if x and x did this, how would x react-'

also i don't mind if you decide not to write this :b i just like seeing characters i'm currently obssessed with in different situations LOL

happy holidays! (if u celebrate) and a happy rest of your december!

May have went down a little more... possessive route for this...

Ramattra x Reader (gen)

Word count: 1071

The omnic had been watching for awhile. Too long, almost. He watched you from the sidelines, the way you grew, the way you healed past the relationship he once had with you. It pained him at how well you moved on in the last few months.

When a certain cyborg came along and started flirting with you, however, something began to grow within Ramattra’s circuits. Something dark, hateful… spiteful.

Ramattra still wants you, that he cannot deny no mater how many times he tries to think otherwise. He needs you by his side. You were the only person who was capable of loving him and he just had to fuck things up. 

Back then, he wanted you all to himself. Who wouldn’t? You were the best thing that had ever happened to him and to everyone. You made hearts flutter and smiles warmer. Ramattra, dare he say, was obsessed with you. 

He still is. 

His systems would go back to the nights he shared with you, hands roaming bodies, static moans and cursed whimpers all but filled his receptors. Many nights he would sit and watch everything like it was a movie until it went back to the fateful day you had packed your belongings and left him. 

You wanted no part of his liberation. Despite trying so hard to convince him that there were thousands, if not millions of humans out there who cared for and adored omnics, Ramattra wasn’t convinced and so went ahead with his war.

Years had passed since then and here he was, sitting down in the garden meditating alongside Zenyatta whilst you and Genji were training across the field. 

“Does he always watch over you?” The ninja asks you, peering over to the omnics sitting away from them. 

“No. I think Zen asked him to join him on some meditative stuff.” You shrug. 

“I mean- he’s watching you.” Genji gets a little closer, voice getting quieter. 

“You can tell behind the faceplate?” 

Genji nods. “I picked a few things up from Master Zenyatta.” He picks up on how Ramattra’s hands clench on his knees and he knows exactly what’s going on. 

“Huh.” You look over at the omnics before shrugging the thought off. “He can watch all he wants, I don’t care.” 

The cyborg chuckles, moving his focus back onto you. 

Ramattra couldn’t pick out the conversation as the wind rustled within his receptors, only seeing you and Genji turn to look at him, lips moving but muffled voices. He knew that you were talking about him though, and that only made the anger rise within his circuitry. 

…

…

The larger omnic had picked up on several mannerisms with the ninja. The way his face softened when he was with you, the ghost touches, the way he laughed when you told a joke. Ramattra was slowly but surely figuring it out that Genji wanted you. 

Whether or not it was to spite him, he didn’t care. The fact that Zenyatta’s pet human was flirting with you was fuelling this hatred inside of him. 

He found you wandering the halls and stopped you. 

“I see that ninja has taking a liking to you.” He states. 

“That is none of your business.” You spit back, clearly frustrated at the sudden interaction. 

“He is not good for you.” Ramattra crosses his arms over his chest, his tall stature looming over you in an almost hostile way.

“Oh, like you’re any better?” You stand your ground. “At least he didn’t start a fucking war.” 

He vocaliser clicks. “I had my reasoning. You did not listen to me.” 

“I listened. How could I not when that’s all you were going on about for months!” Anger began rising within you. “That was all you focussed on.” 

“I needed you.” 

“No. No you fucking didn’t.” You speak through gritted teeth. “All you wanted-”

“What I wanted was peace for us omnics.”

“By brainwashing them?” You cock your head to the side. “I may not be the fucking brightest around here but I do know that the way you used those poor omnics was not right.” 

Ramattra keeps his optics on you. 

“You used your own people!” Tears prick at the corners of your eyes. “I ended it with you because I couldn’t stand the way you were thinking. You were too wrapped up in that.. that… liberation of yours that you never had any time for me!” 

Something inside of Ramattra begins to hurt. 

“So help me god, if you get in the way of anything, of my happiness, I will fucking end you myself.” The tears finally spill as you storm past the omnic who stands there almost dumbfounded.

Never once had you raised your voice at him, let alone in the hostile tone just seconds before. Ramattra had to take a moment to process your words, to process what you just threatened to him. 

He turns around but by that point, you had long left him. 

…

…

The next time you saw Ramattra, he had pinned the ninja against the wall by his throat. His tone was angry, no, he was seething with rage as he threatened to end Genji’s life. 

You didn’t hear how it started, but you certainly ended it by pulling Ramattra away from the cyborg who then fell to the ground gasping for air. 

“What the fuck are you doing?” You shout, coming between the two men and staring the omnic down.

“Putting that ninja in its place.” Ramattra scoffs before turning and walking away from the scene. 

“Are you okay, Genji?” You ask, kneeling down and putting a hand on his shoulder. 

“Yeah.” He coughs. “Didn’t think he’d come for me.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“He still wants you.” Genji looks up at you. 

“I know, but that does not give him the right to attack you like that.” 

You help the cyborg up, helping him access the damage before escorting him to the med-bay.

Meanwhile, Ramattra was sitting in his room feeling rather content with himself. The jealousy was all but rising within him the more he knew you were hanging around with his brother’s pet human. He still wants you, he needs you. 

The omnic could only sit back and wait as his plan starts falling into place. He will get you back by any means necessary and if that means turning Genji on you, then he will do just that.

[kortsitron]

Ok how about a niran x gn (afab If possible) of where even with the super high tech of the ow world being so advanced, two people rediscover the beauty of hand written letters?

Love letter

✮ PARING Niran Pruksamanee × Gender Neutral! Reader

✮ WARNINGS pure fluff, implied genji x mercy (can be interpreted as now established relationship or past romance), ______ as (y/n), an actual love letter (might be cringe lol i tried to be romantic xd), established relationship

✮ SUMMARY You leave for a mission. In the meantime Lifeweaver rediscovers the beauty of love letters and decides to remind you how much you mean to him.

✮ A/N I absolutely fell in love with the idea when I saw the request and honestly I think love letters are so cute! And Niran is so perfect for it! Thank you so much for the request and I hope you're going to enjoy this one shot! ♡

“I’ll be back before you know it.” You smiled at Niran. Your hand was on his cheek, gently caressing it with your thumb.

Niran leaned in your hand, putting his hand on your own before sighed softly. “I know, my dear, I know.“ He looked at you with a soft expression. “I wish you could stay, I will miss you greatly.”

You were getting ready for a mission in a different country, far away from the Overwatch quarters. And Niran as much as he knew you had no choice, he really wanted you to stay. Not seeing you for a few weeks was an idea Niran wasn’t fond of.

“I know, Niran. But I’ll be texting and calling you as often as I can, it’s a promise.” Your promise made Niran’s heart skip a beat. For a moment, he got lost in your eyes. 

His hands landed on your cheeks before he pressed a kiss on your forehead. “Be careful out there, I would be devastated if something were to happen to you.”

“I’ll be careful, no worries.”

It’s been a week since you left and Niran was feeling lonely already. He missed waking up and seeing your sleepy face in the morning, your voice and the way you look at him. He missed the morning kisses and caressing your hair while you were murmuring how much you want to sleep, but can’t. Thinking about it made him giggle.

He didn’t notice Angela coming into his office, he was waiting for a text from you. He was getting worried, even though he knew you were capable of taking care of yourself and you weren’t on your own on the mission.

“Niran?” Angela called out, carrying a box in her hands.

Medic looks up at her, before he comes to help her with the box. “Oh apologies. I did not notice when you came in.” Niran chuckled. “What’s in the box?” He asked, with his eyebrow risen as he put the box on his desk.

Angela shook her head, realizing that Niran forgot. “You asked me to bring you some books. I guess you’re so worried about ______ that you forgot.” She picked up a book, showing it to Niran. Embarrassment was visible on his face. “I don’t blame you, if my partner was on a mission without me, I would be worried too.” An expression of understanding showed itself on her face.

Niran gave a little nod. “Thank you, Doctor Ziegler.” He watched her leave his office while he took a look at the books. 

While he was taking them out of the box, a piece of paper fell out of one of them. Niran picked up a piece of paper quickly, examining it.  There was something written on the paper, he wasn't sure if he should read it, but curiosity got the better of him.

And he quickly realized he was reading a love letter. By the date he assumed it was after Overwatch fell back in the day. And it was written from Genji to Angela. It was written beautifully, it sounded so perfectly that for a second, Niram wished he was the one to receive it. To know how it feels to be the one receiving a letter specifically for you, full of love and passion.

It made him think about you. And then an idea came to his mind. 

He was going to write a love letter to you!

The idea of you reading his letter, blushing and smiling while doing so, made his heart flutter.

And that's how he spent the rest of his evening writing a said love letter.

The idea was there, but at first he had some trouble. He ended up throwing a few sheets of paper, because of the fact he wasn’t satisfied enough with his work. He sighed, looking around his office, like the answers he was looking for were hidden in the room.

He then heard a melody coming from his phone. You were calling him. His lips curled into a smile immediately. 

Niran picked up the phone and answered the call. “______, dear! How are you doing? I’ve been waiting for a message from you!” His voice was full of joy.

“Sorry, I meant to text you earlier, but the situation got heated.” You explained. You heard a little gasp coming from. “I’m okay, I’m okay.” You said as soon as you heard the gasp. “I got some bruises, but no serious injuries.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” Niran was relieved to hear that. “I miss you a lot. Do you know when you’re coming back?”

“Unfortunately, no. But let’s hope everything will go smoothly and I should be back in two weeks.” You said with a shrug. “Are you working on something new or…?”

A chuckle escaped his lips, his fingers played with the pen in his hand. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” You were almost sure he had a smirk on his face when he said that.

“How mean of you to not tell me!” You tried to sound as serious as possible, but you ended up laughing. “You seriously won’t tell me? Why not?”

“Because I don’t like to be the one to spoil surprises, my darling.”

You huffed, clearly not liking Niran's answer. “Okay, okay.” 

“Don't worry, I’ll make sure you’ll find out soon.”

“Alright.” You yawned. “I’ll do my best to call you tomorrow. I��m so tired.”

“I understand.” Niran nodded, he wished he could talk with you at least a bit more, but your rest was much more important. 

“Wish you were there, it’s not the same without you.” Your voice was soft and quiet. “Goodnight, Niran.”

“Goodnight, my dearest.” He replied before you hung up.

And then it hit him.

“Wish you were there, it’s not the same without you.”

After hearing those words from you, he decided to write about how much he missed you. How much he wished he could be with you, he could hug you, kiss your gorgeous face. 

He felt inspired and he began to write. After being inspired, writing was much easier than before. He sprayed the finished letter with your favorite perfume of his.

He waited till the morning to send you the love letter. He put the letter in the mailbox with a smile, he couldn’t wait for you to read it.

“Hey, ______.” Cassidy called out, making you look up at him. “Looks like you got a letter.” The cowboy grinned, holding a letter in his hand.

“A letter?” You were clearly confused, you forgot letters existed. You didn’t remember the last time you’ve gotten a letter. 

You took the letter from Cole. You opened the letter and then you smelled a familiar scent. Niran’s floral perfume, it was delicate and sweet. He always liked these types of perfumes, he had a soft spot for them.

After a few moments of letting the smell remind you of your partner, you began to read the letter.

My dearest ______,

I’ve been missing you greatly since you left. Whenever I lay down and go to sleep, I wish to wake up and see your lovely face. To give it a kiss and to hear your voice as you’re still half-asleep. I wish to caress your messy hair and cuddle with you. Feeling your warmth always makes my days better.

My days seem lifeless without you, like all my happiness was stolen from me. I feel like a flower without sun - I cannot bloom without you.

I miss hearing you laugh, hearing your cute little snort and seeing how your eyes water when you giggle at the silliest jokes. I miss your blush when I compliment you.

I miss you so much, my dear. I wish to see you soon.

Yours truly,

Niran ♡

A blush appeared on your face and your heart began to beat faster. This is not what you expected to get from Niran, but you weren’t disappointed. You were far from being disappointed.

You couldn't help, but grin once it made its way on your face. You felt like you fell for Niran all over again.

“What is it, love?” Lena asked, seeing how happy you suddenly were.

“Looks like someone got a love letter.” Cassidy teased. “It must have been good, since ______ is so worked up over it.” He chuckled.

“Awww. This is so adorable!” She exclaimed. “You should write him a letter too!”

You thought about it for a second. You’ve never written a love letter before, but why shouldn't you try. Niran deserved to read so nice and heart-warming too. You just were worried if you could write something as good and romantic as he did.

After a little thinking, you decided you were going to write him a letter back.

After two weeks and 4 days, you were finally back. 

You entered the Overwatch headquarters along with a few other agents that were your comrades on the mission.

“______!” You heard Niran’s melodic voice and before you had a chance to react, you were pulled into a tight hug by him. “I missed you so much!” He kissed your temple.

“I missed you too, it’s so good to see you!” You giggled at the kiss. “Did you get my letter?”

“Of course. I absolutely loved it.” He gave you a peck on the lips. “Now come on, my dear. You must be tired after three long weeks of fighting and planning. Allow me to take care of you.”

[bleachbleachbleach]

In addition to zanpakutou are cool, I will also add that Ichimaru, individually, is also very cool. He just like, saunters his way into the story, speaking Kansai, dismembering people, and demonstrating very specific knowledge of Ichigo's hair color:

I think this sounds less bananas in Japanese than it does in English, because that's just what that color is called in Japanese, but the phrase has roots in Genji and to me it still feels like the equivalent of someone using Crayola colors to reference things ("burnt umber" instead of "reddish brown"). Amazing, for multiple reasons: That Ichimaru would describe Ichigo thusly, in this moment; that he's referencing official Gotei intel that likely also called Ichigo daylily-colored.

I say official Gotei intel and not just secret Aizen intel, because I think Ichimaru might be referencing the same Onmitsukidou report that Byakuya talks about in Chapter 54:

[Bleach 054]

(Did Byakuya need to be that specific about this information? Did he need to bring it up at all? No he did not, but Byakuya be Byakuya-ing. Anyway--)

After Byakuya and Renji's encounter with Ichigo, the Gotei is able to put a name to a face, and maybe even gain additional insight into the nature of Rukia's crimes. I'd never really thought about it before, but if Rukia's High Crimes (overstaying her welcome in gigai/in the Living World and sharing her powers with a human) have the real, tangible impact of some weird daylily-colored guy showing up to invade the Seireitei, I could see an argument being made for her execution/her accelerated execution. I don't think most of the people who go off to meet the Ryoka Invasion have put all of these things together or really care to (but maybe I'll be proven wrong on re-read; guess I'll sit tight until Chapter 81 to see what our very first CAPTAINS' MEETING, MY BELOVED has to say), but that actually does make some sense to me. I'm not saying I agree with the justification for Rukia's execution, lol, but like, yeah, that could track?? I see it??

It also makes me think about why Ichimaru shows up in Chapter 65 to poke Byakuya. I've always figured it was just to poke him, because "I just wanted to poke Byakuya" is very relatable and convincing in itself. But in addition to the whole Rukia Thing, and Aizen et al being involved in the Rukia Thing, Ichimaru's comments make me also feel like he was looking for more information about Ichigo, specifically, seeing as Byakuya recently experienced him first-hand. Presumably, Byakuya just finished writing his report. Did Ichimaru want that info before it even went to press, fresh from the horse's mouth? Or maybe he wanted to intercept the mail so he could be the first to read it.

[froggibus]

Hi! I really love your writing and the father hcs of genji, reaper, and cassidy really got me thinking…

could we get a breeding fic of one of those three? your pick, ofc. hope you’re doing well btw!!!

- anon 🤍🕷️

Trying for a Baby - Cole Cassidy

Pairing: Cole Cassidy x f! reader (reader uses female pronouns + has a pussy)

Genre: smut/NSFW

Word Count: 1.1k

Summary: Cass wants to try for a baby, and he wants to do it right now

CW: smut, breeding, mentions of pregnancy, impreg?, nipple play, oral, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex (I mean what did you expect lol), creampie, finger sucking, kinda cum play?

so I have NSFW requests for both reaper and genji rn do i decided to go with Cass (even tho I really wanted to do all three). I haven’t wrote a smut request in so long tho so hopefully this isn’t horrible

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When you and Cassidy decided to have a baby, you didn’t think he meant right now. But sure enough, the cowboy was gripping you under your thighs and whisking you away to the bedroom.

“Cass,” you giggle and slap his shoulder, “I didn’t mean right now.”

“I did,” he shrugs and nips at your neck, facial hair tickling the sensitive skin.

He tosses you onto the bed, cold air brushing your sensitive skin as you tumble to the mattress. You shake your head at him, laughing at his antics. The cowboy joins you on the bed, tugging his shirt off before leaning down to kiss you more.

He tastes like the cheap whiskey he’d been drinking mixed with cigars, and you’re addicted to it. You open your mouth and let him shove his tongue inside, his teeth catching your bottom lip. 

You wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his shoulders, pulling him as close to you as possible. He pulls away with a gasp, amber eyes staring at you intensely. 

“You’re sure you wanna do this, pumpkin?”

You nod eagerly, your voice coming out breathy and weak, “s-so sure.”

He grins at that, moving his lips away from yours and down to your neck. He sucks and nips at your collarbone while his calloused hands trail up your stomach. 

As soon as his thick fingers make it to your sensitive nipples, you whine and arch your back into him. He slips a hand under the small of your back, forcing you closer to him. 

His warm mouth wraps around one of your sensitive nipples, the sheer heat of it makes you drool. He moves on to the other side, teeth gentle grazing the sensitive skin there. You try to whine and move but his grip is so strong, he effortlessly holds you in place. 

He starts to trail kisses down your stomach, sucking the skin until it’s wet and blowing on it just to laugh at the shivers it elicits. His hand makes it to your panties, fingers caressing your slick through the fabric. He almost laughs at how wet you are. 

“C-Cass,” you throw your head back, arching your hips towards his hand. 

He plants a sloppy kiss to the waistband of your panties, making eye contact with you as he bites the fabric. He winks at you, using his mouth to rip them down to your thighs. 

You shiver as the cold air makes contact with your throbbing heat. You can feel his finger hovering just above his clit, feel his hot breath between your legs. 

It feels like years before he taps your clit with the pad of his finger, rubbing harsh circles. You whine from the friction and the sensitivity, only egging him on more. 

His mouth makes it to where you need him most, lips attaching to your sensitive clit. The pleasure forces the air from your lungs, your hand reaching down to tangle in his hair and tug him closer. You can feel him smile into your pussy. 

He slips a finger inside of you, sliding in easily from how wet you are. It only takes a few thrusts before you’re almost crying and panting, thrusting your hips against his face and trying to fuck yourself on his finger. 

It’s not enough, though. You don’t want his finger, you want him. You want him to fuck you into the mattress, to bottom out with every thrust. You want him to fuck you until he cums and then keep fucking his cum inside of you, you want him to fuck you until his cum takes and he successfully breeds you. 

“Please just fuck me,” you whimper. “Need it so, so bad.”

He pulls away with a grin, amber eyes darkened with lust. “You’re that desperate for me to breed you, hm? Just wanna feel my cum fucked deep into you, is that it?”

You bite your lip and nod eagerly, spreading your legs as far as you can. You want him to know he has complete access to you, complete permission to use you as he pleases. 

He drops his pants in an instant, throwing them and his underwear to the floor. His cock is painfully hard, already dripping precum. You lick your lips at the thought of tasting it. 

He rubs the head of his cock through your folds, the hot slick and saliva that gathered there smearing across his cock. He moans from the feeling. 

“So wet already,” he groans. “So wet from the thought of me cumming inside of you.”

“Stop teasing and just—”

He thrusts into you, cutting you off with a moan. His thick cock pushes its way inside of you, splitting you open around his girth. Despite how wet and ready you are, you never get used to how big he is. 

He lifts your legs onto his shoulders, pulling out and bottoming out once again. Every thrust is punctuated with you moaning in unison. Waves of pleasure travel up your spine with every movement. 

You can feel his big cock inside of you, the tip rubbing against your cervix. The pressure builds more and more, and with every hit of his thick cockhead against your bruising cervix, your eyes are rolling back in your head. 

Cass wipes a trail of drool from your mouth, gathering it on his finger and shoving it past your lips. You don’t even think, you just start sucking on it. 

Just the sight of you all wet and hot for him, sweaty and needy and sucking on his finger, has him close. He picks up the pace, one hand squeezing your hip dangerously tight to keep forcing himself as deep as he can go. 

“G-gonna cum soon,” he breathes, “gonna fucking cum inside of you and give you a baby. You’d like that, hm?”

You can’t even speak, your words failing you. You can vaguely hear yourself babbling about how deep he is, how good he feels, but you’re barely aware of anything around you. A few more thrusts and you’re cumming, cunt clenching around him and muscles spasming. 

His hips start to stutter, his thrusts getting sloppier. He completely bottoms out inside of you, using your hip to hold you flush to him. You can feel hot spurts of cum deep inside of you, rope after rope filling you up. 

He pulls out with a sigh, rolling off of you. “Fuck,” he pants. 

“Fuck,” you agree. 

You can feel his cum starting to drip onto your thigh, but Cass isn’t having it. He collects the excess on his fingers and shoves them back inside of you, plugging the cum inside of you. 

“We’re gonna have a baby,” you laugh weakly. 

He kisses your nose. “Yeah we are.”

[overwatch-for-men]

Coming out as trans

these are hcs for the reader coming out as trans to a few of the boys. since im a somewhat closeted trasnmasc this is kinda just a little something for me lol <3

Pairings:

genji x reader

hanzo x reader

cole x reader

gabriel x reader

Coming out to Genji

being bisexual/romantic, genji could automatically sense you were hiding your identity.

so during the first few months of your relationship he rarely called you his girlfriend and instead called you his partner, trying to skate around calling your a girl when you obviously weren’t.

when you came out to him he wasn’t surprised at all

he made the switch right away, although still accidentally calling you his partner out of habit.

if you don’t want anyone to know about your identity just yet he’ll continue to call you his partner/spouse until you give the all clear

if someone misgenders you he’ll correct them somewhat politely.

but if they continue to do it he’ll slowly get more passive aggressive and condescending

Coming out to Hanzo

poor boyo is confused, give him a moment

he’s not homophonic he’s just confused on why you entrusted him with this information.

he’s still on his “im the literal worst thing with sentience in this universe” bs so you gotta assure him that you chose to tell him this instead of it being a slip of the tongue

his gaydar isn’t as strong as his brother’s despite being more attracted to men than women

if you don’t want people knowing just yet he’ll refer to you with gender neutral titles, just like his brother

nobody dares misgender you when hanzo is around <3

Coming out to Cole

to me, cole is a very “go with the flow” kind of person

so he’d adapt the easiest out of anyone

always preferred to call you things like “honeybun” or “pumpkin” so it’s not really a big adjustment for him anyway

that also makes it easier if you don’t want the world to know about the real you just yet

if anyone dared to harass you, all it’d take was for him to show his face to send ‘em running

ain’t nobody messing with this cowboy’s boyfriend

Coming out to Gabriel

since gabe is the leader of talon, he doesn’t really have time to do trivial things outside of the days he’s taken off of work for date nights.

you have to tell him that you wanted to stay at home for your date night because you wanted to tell him something important

he could tell it was something that was troubling you so he asked if you’d be comfortable telling him then

if you decide to tell him then, it would be nerve racking considering you couldn’t gauge his reaction under the mask

he asked how long you had been feeling this way and that you should have told him sooner

he’d feel bad for blindly misgendering you if you’ve been feeling this way for a while

being a terrorist and all, he’s not really able to be in public without a decent disguise so that helps if you don’t want anyone but him knowing for the time being

but if you’re comfortable with other people knowing, he’ll bluntly correct people when you come up in passing conversation

any agent that didn’t respect you would never be seen again

[genjispeace]

Mine - Part 1/2

In which Genji has to prove who you belong to.

tags (this part): protective! genji, possessive! genji, genji x reader, check next part for more tags

a/n: hi loves! i'm posting this in two parts as the POVs are slightly different. I'm also still writing part 2 as I want it to be absolutely perfect for you all, and I'm partially debating if I even want to post part 2 lol anyway!! i hope you all enjoy this!!

Genji is not somebody that loses control of his emotions. He always has them locked down. It’s one of the reasons he is so good at what he does. He’s able to turn himself off in a way that most people can’t. But it is also the reason that he is so damn frustrated. There’s one thing he can’t turn off, one person that demolishes his ability to control his emotions. You. 

The two of you have known each other for quite some time now. It’s hard to avoid somebody when you both live at Overwatch Headquarters. The building may be big, but the two of you always seemed to find each other. You’d had a fair amount of talks together, then one day you shocked him by inviting him to a movie night you were throwing with a couple of the other agents. He can still remember that night.

“Have you seen this one before?” You ask Genji, readjusting in your bean bag. He’s in the one next to you and glances over, his eyes taking in your entire form. The movie night was held in the training room, the floor to ceiling windows casting your frame in moonlight. 

“Nah, I don’t watch too many movies these days,” Genji replies. His eyes flutter to the screen where some horror movie plays. 

“How are you so calm? This is scary!” You say, pulling the blanket in your lap up higher. Genji doesn’t miss the way you lean a little closer to him now than you did while watching the first movie, which was a comedy. Part of Genji wants to say that he’s seen things, experienced things, scarier than anything that could be shown on a screen, but he can’t bring himself to dampen your mood. You are always so bright, and he doesn’t want to taint that. 

“I don’t-” he starts to say, but is cut off by a shrill noise from the screen. The killer jumps through a window and pins another victim, the jumpscare nearly making Genji jump in his seat. It takes a minute for his brain to realize it, but he feels your soft hair on his shoulder, and your ragged breaths against his neck. One of your hands is wrapped around his arm, clutching onto him. His hands twitch with the urge to hold you tighter, to run away any fear.

You start laughing softly, your face still buried in his neck. The soft sound and your touch brings goosebumps to his skin, and he longs to touch you. He gives in to that urge, just slightly, and places his hand atop yours. He squeezes it softly and he swears he hears a hitch in your breath, but you pull away. 

“I’m sorry,” you say, and Genji smiles, even if you can’t see it under the fabric mask he has on. Your cheeks are flushed pink, either from embarrassment or fear, and it makes Genji’s heart flip. 

That was a couple months ago, and Genji’s feelings shifted as time passed. He started longing for time spent with you. It’s the same now, but different. That longing transformed into a hunger, deep and insatiable. One he can feel in his bones, in his very soul, when he sees you. At first, he wrote it off as just being sexual desire, just a need, but he realized quickly that it was much more than that. Carnal urges were nothing compared to the hunger he had, still has, for you. 

Now, he has to watch as another agent flirts with you. Your bright smile and soft laugh shine through the large room, and Genji’s jaw ticks. That is a smile that should be his. Cassidy sits in the chair next to Genji and tries to ask him something, but Genji can’t focus on the conversation. Cassidy turns to follow Genji’s gaze, then sighs and shoots back the last of his whiskey. 

“You knew there was going to be flirting here tonight, Genji,” Cassidy says. It’s true. The sponsor evening was planned a long time ago, and while it is not meant for the agents, they are required to attend and often go home with each other. It’s one of the few times they’re all in the same area and able to openly socialize like this. 

“If he touches them one more time,  I’ll knock his teeth out,” Genji says through gritted teeth when the agent runs his hand down your arm. If he remembers correctly, the agent is named Gale. 

“Yeah, I’m sure that would go over well,” Cassidy grunts as he calls the bartender over for a refill. “Why don’t you just talk to them?” 

“It’s not that simple,” Genji shakes his head. He adjusts the suit he’s wearing until the shurikens tucked under his sleeve rattle. 

“No? And why is that?” Cassidy asks. He takes another sip from his now refilled glass. Genji’s eyes flick to the bar, debating ordering himself a drink. 

“One-sided shit never works,” Genji says and Cassidy barks out a harsh laugh. 

“One-sided? You’re so dense,” Cassidy starts. He turns and glances at you and then back again. “They’ve been stealing glances at you all night, even while talking with Gale.” 

“No-” Genji starts, his eyes darting to you. You are watching him, and a soft smile appears on your face when the two of you lock eyes. His heart dips at that smile, which is somehow completely different than the one you had been giving Gale. The two of you only keep eye contact for a few more seconds, then Gale steps in front of your gaze. 

“I thought somebody as observant as you would have noticed, Genji,” Cassidy says with a laugh. It appears that when it comes to you, Genji is different in every way. He’s utterly see-through and painfully dense, apparently. 

“Fuck you, Cassidy,” Genji says, ignoring the clear stab, and stands from his stool. Cassidy responds with a deep chuckle, then goes back to his whiskey. Genji starts to cross the large space, ignoring the few eyes watching him as he goes.He’s done watching you, not making a move. Done seeing others flirt with you. Done trying to be selfless. You’re his. You have been since that night in bean bags, even if neither of you knew it at the time. 

No more, little angel. You’re mine, and it’s time everybody knows that.

[ggren-mainz]

Umineko - question arcs playthrough -> ep 2 - 2

last part - All parts and episodes - next part

To be honest i am genuinely so curious over what's Ryukishi's religion, or if he has any at all. Because both of his works include lots of Christianity references, and while in Higurashi it was more sparse here it's way more obvious. So I'm really curious if he is actually Christian or if he's just very into the religion/thinks the imagery works better.

My point exactly. They're talking about how Shannon and George got separate rooms when they went to their trip, and Jessica was outraged. Like unless I'm wrong, this is purely a Christian idea, especially with the wording and all that. Very intrigued.

Anyways Jessica has a little moment of sadness related to how she apparently cant get a bf and also wishes to fall in love. Which to my knowledge she did already fall in love with Kanon.

Later Beatrice shows herself to Shannon and they start talking about her gift of love. Shannon acts nicely with Beato and she starts opening up a bit.

this one seems interesting, because it does tie into the Ghost beatrice theory, or maybe just dead beatrice theory i had at one point.

She continues by saying that only her and Kanon have the magical affinity to see her, and that Krauss and Natsuhi have none and cannot sense her at all. But also

as sillly as this is, it makes me think, is this one of the reasons for Natsuhi's headaches? She doesn't see or feel them, but yet some magical being (not necessarily Beatrice) hits her head and her headache gets worse.

This is...interesting. So this implies that Beatrice existed at one point, or something big happened for him to see her.

oookay well doesn't disprove my earlier idea because he got into magic after meeting her. But also, what type of magic did he do? What does this actually mean?

oookaaay i was wrong sorry, well still interesting. What does she mean by luck ran out? What did Kinzo do? I do not trust that man. Perhaps i shoud read more and talk less though lol.

Krauss the type of guy to say "a smile would be good".

manner of our birth?? Bitch did a drawer birth you??? Kanon you're so not #woke, nowadays furniture can also become human *rolls eyes*. You too can become a real boy Kanon!

Also, you know what takes up too much of my mind? One out of context spoiler i saw, which said that in the answers arc there will be a trans girl. AGHHH I NEED TO READ THAGT WHO IS IT UGHHH.

For context this is haunting my mind recently because i remembered about the trans girl Battler fic and i need to read it, i need it, i need it pumped in my blood stream its ughhhhhh.... yeah I'm normal.

I wonder what happened to give him such an inferiority complex. Also i was thinking, but do any other servants say this? Gohda and kumasawa definitely no but i think Genji does. Is it like a requirement to get the one winged eagle? You have to pander to Kinzo's weird fetish? Or what? I assume they raised these kids in the orphanage like this so yeah. Wtf.

Is this how Jessica falls in love with Kanon?? Because he has the brooch??

what does this mean what does this mean??? What can't be seen, whose love?? Kinzo's love towards her? Towards someone else? Why is the seen in ' ', while in jp it isn't???

I love you ryukishi but this face sucks ass. Why are the eyes so up?? Why does only she have this issue?

Shannon is teasing Jessica about her obvious crush on Kanon. The idea is for her to pretend that Kanon is her bf and take him to the school's cultural festival. Also more atrocious Jessica faces (a bit more bearable this time tho)

Taking the big jacket to make sure he looks even smaller in comparison.

Song and reference so cool, my laptop crashed again.

I do not get why it keeps crashing, like ffs it's a vn, its like the easiest thing to run ever.

this is getting too meta!!

hmmm i have a feeling this whole creating a new self thing will be important later on. But I'm still thinking about his death, and how he said he's no longer furniture, and also the most important part -> "wait another 100 years in hell for your next summoner". How did he summon Beatrice? Wouldn't that be Shannon if we take it like this? Did he do the things Shannon did in that timeline? Does he summon Beatrice before she talks with Shannon, and that's why he doesn't trust her? It's kindof unrelated to the photo but i keep thinking about that.

*points a finger* These people do not know that the magic of love is not the fact that it's forever, but the happiness it brings to oneself. Even though a relationship might be doomed to fail, and they will eventually break up, that doesn't not mean the love was in vain and that the pain that follows is hell. Life is full of little moments, and be this moment for weeks, month or years, as long as it brings you happiness/teaches you something it was not in vain. The only way a lover will not suffer by a departure is if they both die at the same time. If they don't one will still suffer, although they lived their whole life together. So pain and love are interwined, but denying the latter for fear of experiencing the first one is purely dumb. That is life, and the truth is that the greater the love, the greater the happiness, the greater the pain that will follow. But that's ok. This isn't a tragedy, it's just how life is, so that's why you should enjoy each and every moment of happiness. It will just make you enjoy life more. Tune in next time for more life lessons with ggren.

aaaaaa this makes so much sense. So that's why they're taught to say they're furniture.

wait huh 3? Who's the third one? Kinzo? But i wouldn't say that Shannon's and George's relationship was sown this day.

Also what's the deal with Kumasawa sometimes acting like a sort of narrator? Does she just like speaking like that or.... its weird that's for sure.

next part

[tonberry-yoda]

Greetings! I know youve done genji, but have you done smooches from blackwatch!genji?

HI ANON! God, blackwatch genji is so girlfriend and sad, so this is perfect for smooches! Thanks a ton anon, sorry this took so long lol

"You look tired," you said, cupping Genji's face.

"I am tired." he said back, not once looking at you.

"Come to bed with me."

"I can't do that. I'm busy."

You huffed and laid your chin on his desk. Genji was always working and it wasn't even for the better. His eyes were so dark and overall, he looked like he needed a fifty year nap.

You tilted Genji's chin over so he could look at you and his gaze immediately softened.

"What?" he whispered.

"I'm tired."

"Then go to bed."

"Not without you." You sat up and moved the mask away from Genji's mouth. He hated the way his scars looked so much that he his his face even around you.

He tried to put it back on, but you grabbed his hands.

"Genji. We're both tired. Come to bed with me."

He thought about it for a minute looking between you and his computer screen. Finally, he sighed. "Okay." he said, shutting his computer.

You held Genji's hands and nearly dragged him up the stairs feeling just how tired he was due to how he was moving.

You both threw on something comfortable to sleep in and immediately wrapped each other in your arms.

"I love you, Genji." you said before bringing your lips to his.

You pulled away and noticed the huge smile across his face and he held you down on the bed and you both nearly attacked each other with kisses and giggles.

It didn't take long before you passed out in each other's arms.

<3

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i am watching some older (like 2000s-2010s) kpop performances and. brain just said "what if idol au"

and i'm like Fuck cause... toumyu almost gives a lot of that anyway but . oh my god lol

sengo would thrive i think tbh... he'd be SUCH a dancer i know it in my heart ... i think about idol!sengo a lot actually oh man...

fudou would be a trainee struggling to get his shit together so he can debut ???

sada would either be a trainee with him or in a new group idk (with urashima!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

hachisuka of course known for his visuals more than anything lol (maybe also his group's leader idk)

i can't decide if taikyuu would be in a group or a soloist... i suppose he could do both

of course the gous are the gous

if yuichi was an idol (lord help him lol) he'd have been like... either scouted randomly when he was out somewhere (i guess for his looks? he'd never believe that askdfkfd) (OMG if they saw him among a garden and the agent was like 'shit... flower boy...' LOL) or he'd work for the company in some capacity already and get put in an on-the-spot audition or something idk. what i'm saying is he'd never go out for an audition himself he'd have to be thrown into it.

otherwise he could perhaps be a makeup artist or something? idk. or maybe a fan lol

the genji bros would def be in a group but have their own duo unit too

oh man oh my god HEH.......HA... *dies*