#Hanzo Shimada x fem reader

[misterier]

Hello^^ good day hope your well !

Can you do a request for Hanzo Shimada from over watch and reader is his wife?

TW!!:

Y/n got in a fight with her parents and relapsed sh( sorry if it's too deep) and Hanzo walks in and panics a tiny bit but helps and like cleans y/n up and let's them know it's ok and you can add what ever else this is my first request!!

Have an amazing day!!

| ooo yeah ofc, this is my first time doing overwatch so I hope it's alr😭 tysm for the request, lemme know if things are inaccurate or I'd there's things you'd like changed 😻!!

Trigger warning:self harm, mentions of deep cuts, thoughts of not being enough, talk of horrible family, ext. If any of these things trigger you please do not read, 'm sure there's plenty of other hcs that aren't triggering, take care of yourself<33

reader is assumed fem bc of the wife part so she/her pronouns will be used

hurt/comfort

word count: 1,280 (I may be wrong)

estimated 4-5 minute reading time if you're not reading out loud

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Today had been horrible; Y/n had gotten into a terrible fight—well, a screaming match—with her parents, and it had been horrible. Once she was finally dismissed, she'd gone back home, utterly drained and with tears already staining her cheeks. 

She'd slammed the front door shut and curled up against it in a ball, letting her cries echo through the empty home. The young woman didn't even try to hold them back, allowing them to shake her terribly.

After a while, she pulled herself together, still crying, and headed for her and her husband's shared room, digging into the depths of a hidden drawer she hoped Hanzo had never found. She was so wrapped up in her own pain and frustration that she hadn't even realized the time. 

Y/n was now curled up on the bathroom floor, a blade to her body. She just watched the blood flow in a tearful trance, her mind racing with horrible thoughts of herself. She didn't even hear her husband call out, saying he was home and asking how her reunion with her parents had gone.

—

After getting no answer from his wife, he put away his bow, tired from all the work he'd pushed himself through. Hanzo did his best to stay quiet, assuming Y/n had retired early, probably exhausted from the trip.

He headed to their shared room only to find it completely empty, causing the Archer to frown. He knew she was home; the shoes she'd worn that day were in front of the door. 

"Y/N!" He shouted into the quiet home, not out of anger but more out of curiosity and concern. Something felt wrong, and he wasn't sure what. 

He searched the house, not hearing a response. Once he passed the closed bathroom, he heard an awful sound that sent his heart shattering into pieces. 

He used two knuckles to gently knock on the door, not wanting to disturb his wife. "Y/n? Darling are you alright?" He asked in a worried tone, his stomach churning with dread. Suddenly, he felt worse for not being able to accompany her. 

"Hanzo?" A broken voice came from behind the wooden door, laced with tears, pain, and consern.

"Yes my love, are you alright? Should I come in?" He asked her nervously, already fearing the state he may find her in.

—

Y/n looked at the door guilty, fear washing over her as her eyes darted between where she heard her worried husband and the dripping blood of her wrists. 

They'd been high school sweethearts, and she was sure Hanzo knew exactly what he'd see if he came in. 

She took a deep breath from the floor and hit the blade, turning her wrists toward her body so the new gashes would be seen. "I'm fine, honey; you can go to bed. I'm sure you're tired." She mumbled softly, her voice still wavering.

—

Okay she's not fine. 

Hanzo sighed deeply; he wasn't frustrated with her; he knew she was upset, but the fact she was trying to hide her pain from him? Y/n was his wife; didn't she understand it was his duty to help and protect her, no matter how much of a bother she believed it was.

"Darling I'd like to come in. Is that alright with you?" He questioned firmly, trying to hold back the roughness he knew she shouldn't hear; he didn't want to hurt her in her already vulnerable state. 

He could hear Y/n hesitate before she mumbled that he could. As soon as he was given permission, he slowly opened the door. 

"Y/n?" His voice had changed completely, from one of calmness to one of a husband who'd found his wife in such a horrific way. 

Blood. There was so much. It swirled on the tiles and stained her clothes red; it all pooled around her and was dripping from her wrists. "Hey." She whispered through her tears, her hair scattered messily around her face while she sat with her back behind the bathtub. 

He loved her and always thought she was beautiful, but this was utterly nauseating—so much blood, all hers, and it was like she didn't even care that she was bleeding out. He wanted to take it all away, give it to himself, so she wouldn't be in such agony from her own hand. 

The archer held back a cry of his own and gulped. He grabbed a washcloth, wetting it before grabbing a metkit and sitting beside her. 

He took a long, deep breath before he gently grabbed the uninjured part of her wrist and began to quietly clean it. Hanzo didn't trust himself to speak, not wanting to say something wrong or end up crying.

"Would you talk to me—please, I know you're angry, but—" Y/n choked on her words, watching her husband quietly clean her wounds, not daring to protest.

"I am not angry. I just don't understand why you didn't just talk to me. You are more important than my work, darling; if you ever need me, I will be here." He mumbled, not meeting her eyes, while he wiped the final bit of blood from one arm, reaching into the kit for gauze. 

"I'm sorry, I thought you might.." Y/n trailed off, looking away from her husband while she allowed herself to be patched up. He frowned and shook his head, finally looking her in the eyes. 

"You thought I'd be upset that you're in pain? Of course I would, but I would never take it out on you. I understand you're afraid, and it only makes me worry for you. I'm your husband, and I only wish to help you through these feelings.. You shouldn't have to do this to yourself if I'm here. You can talk to me." Hanzo sighed, biting his lip softly as he finished patching her up.

Y/n looked down at him tearfully and nodded. "I'm sorry." She whispered, looking down and trying not to cry again as she pulled him into a gentle hug, careful of her newly wrapped wrists. "Don't be sorry, you're alright. Just talk to me next time." He responded, carefully helping her up and guiding her out of the bathroom.

—

Hanzo sat her down on the couch and cupped her cheek, gazing into her eyes carefully before he kissed her forehead. "I'll be back in a moment." He said softly, kissing her again before he walked into the kitchen, leaving her to sit on the couch.

Before Y/n could even register that she was now alone, two dragons appeared at her side, one curled in her lap and the other circling her shoulders, nuzzling into her adoringly. 

The Archer returned quickly, a tub of her favorite ice cream in his hand as well as two spoons. He shooed one dragon off her shoulder so he could gently hold onto her, turning on one of her favorite movies before handing her a spoon and opening the ice cream.

"We can talk about it whenever you like." "Not right now." "That's okay."

He kissed the back of her head and listened to her calm breathing, distracting her from her troubles while she watched the show. Of course Hanzo was watching, but he was paying more attention to his wife, watching her eat and her eyes sparkle, no longer focused on the long day she'd had. 

He wrapped an arm around her waist, setting his head on her shoulder. "I love you." Hanzo mumbled kindly, still watching her with soft eyes, glad she'd finally been able to relax. 

Y/n looked over to him, a smaller smile on her face while he kissed his forehead in a similar way he had. "I love you too."

[theshimadaslovers]

WHO NEEDS A CHRISTMAS ONE SHOT OF HANZO GAINING A PUPPY FOR CHRISTMAS FROM YOU??? CUZ I NEED!!!!! NOW!!! AND I'M READY TO WRITE IT!!!

Edit: this is a IA ART, I use a lot cuz I can't draw and inspires me :D

[all-gummed-up-inside]

Autistic Hanzo <3 this isn’t a headcanon it’s completely fact, source: Blizzard Entertainment told me

He has such a hard time cumming :( everything needs to be just perfect, he needs to be touched just right. Maybe even have one of his sensory stuffed animals with him <3

But until you two find out the perfect way to make him finally tick, to finally cum, it’s all teasing and touching everywhere to figure out where he does and doesn’t want to be touched. Maybe he can only cum with certain toys, maybe he needs to have his own fingers fucking into himself instead of yours. Orgasm after orgasm ruined, trying to find the perfect conditions for him to cum <3

[ya-zz]

Okay, so if you feel comfortable! Can you write am AU (Genji never was murdered) where Hanzo marries fem!reader in an arranged married due to their families status? And when they're finally alone, reader just goes straight to the point and asks when he'd like to produce their heir.

Maybe reader seems a little unapproachable because she's covered in diamonds and jewelry due to their wedding and she has a more carefree personality!

Just fluff and a little funny story!

It's almost 2am as I upload this, let's not talk about my dwindling sleep schedule coming back. ANYWAY, I enjoyed writing this and I hopefully you enjoy reading!

Hanzo x Fem!Reader

Word count: 1514

You knew it was happening, you knew for years what was going to happen, and everything inside of you despised it. Your parents drove it into you each day, ‘nurturing’ you into the perfect wife. 

“You have to be proper!”

“You have to wear make-up like this.” 

“Ladies don’t do that!” 

“Stop slouching! Straight back and head high!”

Each and every day. 

It tired you out, it wasn’t what you had in mind for your life and marrying one of the Shimada brothers was certainly not on the list. 

You knew of their history, what they had done, who they were, and the thoughts alone would always send a chill down your spine. Your destiny was set in stone, there was no way out of it no matter how much you protested. If that’s how it was to be, then you were going to have some fun regardless of what’s in store. 

Disobeying your father was one task you had done countless times. Sneaking out at night to party, or even to watch the starts on the beach front. Anything to take your mind off of the days coming. The one day you had dreaded for months. It was approaching, and quickly. 

You hadn’t even met your future husband, only word of mouth got you the information you wanted. A few pictures here and there but you hadn’t actually been face-to-face with him, only a name, Hanzo Shimada. No matter the begging and pleading to see him before the wedding, you were always met with a resounding “no.”. It irked you, and part of you wanted to leave to go find the man you were going to marry. 

“You will see him a few days before the big day.” Your mother said.

All you could do was groan and leave the room, heading upstairs and flopping down onto your bed, releasing a scream into your pillow. 

Being kept in the dark like this was annoying but there was nothing that you could do about it, except hope that your husband wasn’t a total asshole. 

—

As time passed, your routines got more severe, more demanding. Practising walking, dress fitting, how to be a proper wife. 

It was borderline torture, or at least it felt like it. You were too tired to even think straight, but eventually the day arrived where you were to meet your future husband. 

It’s like your mind woke up, finally awake from the tiredness of the routines. Your parents were almost shocked at you when you rushed into the car. Finally! The moment of truth! Your heart was racing as the car started, pulling out of the driveway and going deeper into Hanamura. 

You were like a kid at Christmas, giddy to the point of throwing up. 

“Will you calm down?” Your mother spoke out from the front seat of the car, head turning slightly. 

“Sorry!” You weren’t, and you were pretty sure your mother knew too as a small smile crept onto her face before she turned back around. 

There was the slight anxiety coursing through your body as the car approached the Shimada castle, hands shaking in your lap. The season was perfect, cherry blossoms falling in the slight breeze, clouds littered the sky but weren’t threatening rain, and with the Shimada castle behind the trees, it was practically picture perfect.

As the car slowed down, a group of men approached, dressed in all black suits. Intimidating was the first word that popped into your head, and despite their small smiles, it didn’t change that first opinion. 

“Behave, [y/n].” Your fathers voice was stern as he turned to look at you, eyes glaring deep into your own. You nodded quickly as the car door opened and a hand offered to help you out. 

Hesitantly, you took the hand, getting out of the car and facing the man in front of you. 

“[y/n]. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” He spoke out, a small smile on his face as he looked you up and down. “I have heard a lot about you.”

“Likewise.” Was all you could muster. You had seen the photos of him but by god was he a lot more handsome in person. “It is nice to meet you also, Hanzo.”

“Come, allow me to show you around.” With his hand still in yours, he pulled you along gently and you followed beside him. 

His hair was done up, slicked and black, golden silk ribbon draping over his back, bouncing slightly as he walked, talking to you as if he had known you for years. His stride was confident, strong arms by his side except for the one holding onto you. The short kimono shirt of his hung loose on his shoulders, yet his muscles were still prominent behind the fabric. Every part of him was screaming at you to touch him, yet you refrained. It was your first meeting. In the next three days were you to marry him. 

“I would introduce you to my brother, however, he is currently running errands.” 

You snapped out of your thoughts, looking at him, cheeks flushed warm. ”I’m sure I’ll meet him soon.” 

He chuckled in response to your expression. “You haven’t been listening to anything I have been saying, have you?”

“That obvious?” You look away, the embarrassment rising. 

“Yes, but it is cute, seeing you blushed like this.” His hand came up and gently caressed your cheek as he turned you to face him.

Your breath caught in your throat as you locked eyes with him, the anxiety of marrying this man had disappeared, and in fact, you were looking forward to it. 

“There is still so much to show you.” His smile was warm as his hand left your cheek. The pair of you continued to walk around the building, talking as if you were old friends, while the adults, your parents and his, were talking in another room. Talking about your wedding day. 

And it came quicker than you had expected. It felt like you were in a daze for most of the day until the final few hours when the party was coming to an end. You had yet to meet his brother, but your attention quickly shifted back to your now husband. His eyes were on you, watching you for a few minutes, admiring your beauty. His hand held your thigh under the table, giving a it gentle squeeze. 

A playful smile embraced your cheeks as you looked at him before looking back around the room. You had realised a while back that other family members hesitated to approach you. Maybe the Shimada you had married was intimidating to everyone else until Hanzo whispered into your ear. 

“Don’t worry about them. You look beautiful.” His breath was hot against your ear, sending a chill over your body. “It’s all this jewellery.” 

“That… That would be my mothers doing.” You whisper back to him. 

He nods in response. “A little overboard, I won’t deny that, but-” 

“Please, I’m glad I’m not the only one to think that.” You laugh quietly and Hanzo joins you, small creases at the corners of his eyes. Oh how you could look into them all day… 

“But-” He continued, “I still find you the most exquisite thing in the room.” 

You could feel the heat rising inside of you, cheeks flushing hot as you look at the man who only chuckles in response. 

“Let’s leave, shall we?” He offers a hand as he stands up to which you take, standing beside him. A few members of the party whistle towards you and Hanzo as you walk away and out of the room, the music slowly quieting down as he leads you to the car that had been waiting outside.

His hand never left yours even as you reached the hotel, his grip only tightening as you reached the elevator. The moment the doors closed behind you, his hands were all over you, pulling you close to him and kissing you passionately. His lips were soft against yours, hair tickling you as your hands tangled in his hair, pulling out the silk ribbon and letting his hair rest on his shoulders.

As you pull away, gasping for air, you speak out. “I suppose this is when we make our heir, huh?” 

Hanzo laughs, shoulders rising and falling as he does, a faint blush on his cheeks. “You’re funny.” 

You smile at him, pulling him down to kiss him once more before the doors open. His hands pull you up, carrying you as he walks down the hallway. 

“Lets have some fun first…” His voice was low in your ear as he fumbled with the keycard to the room. He kissed you again, lips locking to yours as the door opened. He stepped into the room with you still in his arms. “We have all night…” He kicked the door shut, not breaking any contact. Soft gasps and giggles were barely audible from behind the door, slowly leaving earshot.

Perhaps my parents won’t mind waiting a little longer…

[sexypotatoforyou]

The final chapter is out and again, thank you for ready my very first proper fanfic! I will be back with another story!

[moira-mains-go-to-hell]

Y’all aren’t ready for my rampant bisexuality. The way I want to write my Sugar Mommy Reader x Hanzo fic.

The premise? Hanzo meets you, a young Tech Mogul in need of some dirty work done (not that you truly needed the help of the shimadas) so you hire him and his associates to take care of it. He becomes infatuated with you and he offers you a life of luxury, but you laugh in has face and offer him a date he can’t refuse. His realization that his money is just pocket change to you spurs him further, knowing you sit atop a hoard of blood money, he thinks you need a protector, so he offers, and you let him, creating a new shell company for the shimadas under your business and releasing him of his burden.

[cherryrainn]

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cherry here, and i'm excited to present something special to you: a masterlist! since i've been writing up quite a storm... i thought it would be fantastic to gather all of it in one convenient place. that's right, a masterlist just for you!

now you can easily find and access all the amazing stuff i've been asked to write.

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the lorax;

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hazbin hotel;

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helluva boss;

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teenage mutant ninja turtles;

yandere! shredder x sibling reader who likes exploring (plat) (2014)

yandere! shredder x sibling reader whos getting used to him (plat) (2014)

yandere! shredder x sibling reader who had a nightmare (plat) (2014)

tmnt x robot that donnie made! reader (plat) (2012)

yandere! shredder x brother reader (plat) (2014)

april x karai; karais injury

shredder confessing to reader who's about to jump (2014)

tmnt x mutant! turtle! reader that was raised by the shredder (2014) (plat)

donatello helping reader who's having a panic attack (2014)

tmnt x sibling! reader who is afraid of spiders (2014) (plat)

tmnt x sibling! reader who has nightmares about shredder (2014) (plat)

scooby doo;

shaggy and scoob x child reader thats afraid of the dark (mystery inc) (plat)

sonic the hedgehog;

headcanons of shadow the hedgehog with a stressed best friend/lover

headcanons of sonic, shadow and silver being your best friend

super hardcore sonadow angst (commission)

dragon ball; characters i write

pan x sibling! reader (plat)

cooler, cell, and krillin with a s/o that sacrificed themselves

broly, frieza, & raditz injuring their s/o while having a nightmare headcanons

overwatch;

hanzo taking care of reader

cuddle headcanons with cassidy, hanzo and junkrat

ana x reinhardt in the snow

you're the 3rd shimada sibling and you all reunite (plat)

ducktales (2017);

pocky game; scrooge x male reader

pool date with fenton (male reader)

louie comforting reader who's going through a really hard time

red dead redemption 1 & 2;

arthur morgan x self harming reader

general relationship headcanons for hosea and dutch with an s/o

stranger things;

billy hargrove x amab! reader fluff

eddie munson x reader angst to fluff

billy hargrove x reader fluff

across/into the spiderverse;

cuddle headcanons with miguel

cuddle headcanons with hobie

lackadaisy;

ivy x female! pianist reader (platonic)

mordecai has a panic attack in front of serafine and nico

disney; characters i write

cinderella, aurora, pocahontas, and moana if their noses grew like pinocchio

fnaf;

glamrock freddy x stressed out reader (plat)

kiss;

i’m in need of love; ace frehley x reader (fic)

ace frehley x pauls sister! reader

eric carr x shy! fem! reader

ace frehley (space ace) x fem! reader that he accidentally abducted

speedin' back to my baby ; ace frehley x reader

slashers;

chucky x depressed! teen! reader (plat)

headcanons of fem! teen! reader having a nightmare about chucky (plat)

[l0serloki]

Rivalry

Hanzo Shimada x Reader

Summary : You come from a family that is in competition with the Shimadas. Little did you know that saving Genji would lead to a different fate..

CW : SMUT, choking, degrading, fingering (f! receiving), fem!reader, dirty talk, rivalry/”hate” from Hanzo, not fully proofread

A/N : I wrote this a long time ago and just found it in the docs.. Let’s hope it’s not too shit. The separations I made were timeskips as well. Enjoy!

Masterlist

You hated the Shimadas. Or so you thought. Your families had always been in a competition, reaching out to take the crown for themselves. 

“Don’t ever associate with the Shimadas, Y/N. Am I understood?” Your father berated you as you wept on the ground. “Yes, father. It won’t happen again.” The man hummed in agreement, walking away.

 How would you have known that the poor boy was a Shimada? And why did it really matter? 

Your eyes trailed down the road, finishing up a job for the night. You noticed movement from beside the trash can and got closer. You couldn’t have any witnesses to your ‘cleaning job’, never wishing to bring dishonor to your family.

“Who’s there?” You called out and then noticed the bloody body. He seemed as if he were on his last breath, his face almost unrecognizable from the wounds. “Oh heavens. It’s okay..” This man wasn’t one you had beat up, and there was no way he witnessed the scene in his condition. “Look, let’s get you help. I’m going to pick you up. Okay?” The man couldn’t respond, his feeble twitches alerted you of his life. 

You carried the man for what seemed like miles, finally finding a clinic to take care of him.

The nurse rushed toward the door, taking care of his limp body. His blood seeped all over the white stretcher as they took him back.

“What happened to him? Can you fill out a form?” The head nurse waved you over, passing a clipboard to you. “I really don’t know. I just found him like that. I don’t even know his name. Will he be alright?” You questioned and the lady shrugged. “We don’t know yet, I’ll tell you when I hear the news. Waiting room is all yours.” 

You waited for a while before you got the news. The nurse tapped your shoulder and you turned. “I’m sorry miss, he will live but he needs dire medical help. We are sending him to a trained professional. He gave me his name and number while he was still conscious.” She handed you a little paper slip. You could feel your heart drop.

Genji Shimada.

You had helped the Shimada clan?! Not only one of their henchmen but the second in line.. You were in for it now..

———

That was two years ago now and yet you still wondered what happened to the poor boy. No matter how many things were drilled into your head you never saw them as ‘inhuman’. 

Genji had been a change in your life, showing you the true way to use your powers - to save. Your talents in weaponry had proved useful, landing you a new spot on ‘Overwatch’. You had heard of the protocol across the news but never really looked into it. A sweet girl named Tracer tracked you down in Osaka and made you a deal. 

“Look, we could really use agents with your skill set. You’ll have a lot of new friends and missions to grow. We will provide whatever necessities you need as well, Y/N.” She rocked back and forth on her feet, giving you time to think. You decided to help, wanting a new adventure away from home.

“Hey darlin! Welcome to the team.” You were slapped lightly on the back by the ‘cowboy’ as Tracer called him. He introduced himself as Cassidy and showed you across base. 

Waving goodbye to your new friend, you sat down to eat. It had been a long day of socializing and you were worn out. Eyes glazing over, you let your body relax.

A loud cough behind you shuddered you out of your little nap, quickly turning to face them. It felt as if your eyes could pop out of their sockets, there was no way… 

“You’re Hanzo.” You deadpanned and his eyebrow raised.

“So the scary Y/N knows basic knowledge. Seems you’re not as stupid as I thought.” His scoff made you roll your eyes. He’s annoying but you didn’t wish to stick to the past hatred.

“Thanks. You’re pretty handsome for being annoying, I guess.” You brushed off your clothes, winking to the man as you made your exit. 

If Hanzo was here then maybe you could ask about his little brother.. Or get to know him a bit more.. You shook the last thought off, making your way to finish the work day.

——

That morning you had run into Hanzo yet again. The two of you just shared a simple glance across the table, continuing to eat breakfast. 

“Oh, Y/N! You’ve met grumpy pants! That’s great - works out perfectly. I have to go deal with a few issues so I can’t train with you today. Hanzo’s schedule is cleared though! You got this big man.” Cassidy slapped his shoulder as he waved goodbye. 

Was he joking? It had to be a set up… Right? You met his eyes and he seemed to be seething. Quiet sighs filled the silent void as you continued to pick at the fruit. 

“Are you done with breakfast? Let's get this over with.” Hanzo stood, beckoning you to follow. You cocked an eyebrow in surprise, setting aside the plate to clean.

The two of you walked down the elongated halls, an air of awkwardness sitting stagnant. Hanzo stopped at the training room door, opening it for you.

“Thanks.” You mumbled and he just hummed as the two of you got in position.

Kick after kick, blow after blow, the two of you fought. You could feel sweat drip down your back, breath leaving in hard huffs. You hadn’t had such a formidable partner in such a long time.

“Good job, Y/N. This hasn’t been bad.” Hanzo addressed, adam’s apple bobbing as he drank water.

You could feel your body hum in excitement at the praise. He looked absolutely gorgeous in the light, his sweat making him sparkle. 

“Thanks, Hanzo. Not too bad yourself.” 

The two of you awkwardly shifted, waiting for the other to speak. You didn’t want to ruin the moment but you were genuinely curious about what happened with Genji. Before you knew it, the words spilled out of your mouth.

“Hanzo, what happened with Genji? After I saved him that night?” 

You watched as his face contorted into questionable horror, a hand rubbing across his brow. 

“I-I don’t know. You were the one who saved him?” Hanzo’s voice was feeble, sounding much like a little child.

You had assumed Genji knew who you were, but then again, you never reached out after that night. You nodded, hand reaching out towards his wrist. His arm tensed at the touch - foggy chestnut hues meeting yours. 

“Thank you for saving my brother, Y/N. Maybe I thought wrong of you.” 

Your heart broke at the sight of such a strong man clearly broken. You didn’t know what happened in his family, but if it was anything like yours, it wasn’t good. You knew what it was like to live with that trauma - even if your clan was long gone.

“Hanzo, can I hug you?”

It took a few minutes but eventually the hardened man agreed, your arms wrapping around his taut muscles. You stood there for what seemed like forever, relishing in the touch. His body was warm, muscles finally relaxing against your own. Maybe he needed this just as much as you did.

His hot breath fanned against your neck as his nose dug into your flesh. You gripped against his shirt, your body warming up even more. Your finger traced down to his lower back, running circles in the indent.

“Since you saved my brother, I’ll give you anything you want.” His deep voice whispered into your ear, fireworks shooting out from your nerves.

“Anything?” 

His hands yanked you even closer, bodies touching. 

“Anything.”

No words had to be exchanged for him to understand what you wanted. Your hands dusted on the waistband of his pants, snapping it against him. Hanzo’s grunt only warmed your core up more, practically pleading for him. He backed you against the cold training door, fingers making their way into your shirt. 

“Hanzo, stop teasing.” You breathed out as the rough pads of his fingers trailed your thighs. His hum was the only response you got as he continued to tickle your soft flesh. 

It didn’t last long as he was about as ready to combust as you were, hands finally ripping at your underwear. A shiver ran down your body at the cold air revealing you, Hanzo’s abyssal orbs taking in your nude form.

“Good.” Was all the man said, his fingers rubbing against your wet folds. You threw your head back as he pushed two digits into your sopping hole, hands gripping at his neck.

“Fuck, just like that.” You crooned, his pace picking up.

“Don’t tell me what to do. You hear me?” Hanzo’s voice went stern, hand coming to grasp at your throat. You nodded along as he continued to curl his digits into you.

It wasn’t even a full minute later that you felt the string inside you ready to snap, your cunt convulsing around his fingers. 

“I can feel you about to cum. Let it go, flower.” Hanzo’s thumb came to circle your clit, only adding more pressure to your oncoming orgasm.

“F-Fuck! Hanzo, I-I’m cumming..” You moaned, eyes rolling back as you reached your high. 

Hanzo gave you a few seconds before you felt his hard member brushing against your throbbing hole. His voice letting out low groans as he rutted himself into you.

“Can I push in?” The man panted, arms grasping on to you for dear life.

You shook your head in confirmation, body shaking as you felt his length move in. He was just the right size and you couldn’t help but think that you wouldn’t last long. He had already given you a mindblowing orgasm and you didn’t have much stamina left. 

His pace was brutal, hands yanking at you to stuff you full. Only the lewd noise of slapping and his grunts could be heard throughout the room.

“Your cunt feels so good around me. You were built to take me.” Hanzo barked out, your body clenching at his nasty words. He took this as a good sign, continuing his dirty talk.

“Bet you love this. Look at you, whoring yourself out to me.” His hand yanked you to look in the workout mirror, watching as he completely obliterated you. You could only moan as he opened your mouth, shoveling two of his fingers into it.

“You like that. Be a nasty bitch and cum. I know you’re close.” Hanzo’s breath puffed against your ear, the overstimulation too much. Your body shook as you reached your second orgasm of the night, creaming around his member. It wasn’t soon after that Hanzo came, decorating your stomach in ribbons of white. 

After a few minutes the two of you reclothed and got ready to leave. Hanzo made his way to the door, turning back to meet your eyes.

“If you ever want to do that again... My door is always open.”

[carmensbrain]

🌟seize the sol, as they say!🌟

Carmen/Carma 🎀 (she/her)

REQUESTS: OPEN!!

Heya! I’m new to writing on tumblr so here’s my little intro!! ♡

Will write! ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ)

-fluff

-angst

-scenarios/head cannons!!

-fem x masc

-fem x fem

- X fem! readers!!! ^O^

Wont write ( •᷄‎ࡇ•᷅ )

-nsfw!! I can do drabbles but nothing that explicit sorry!

-yandere/dark/dead🕊️ I can’t write anything like that for my own mental health and I don’t want to engage with it :[

-Masc x Masc as a woman I don’t think I should be writing for mlm as I don’t know how male attraction feels and I wouldn’t be able to accurately portray it sorry :(

- X masc! Reader I can’t write male readers, idk how y’all’s brains work and I don’t wanna

Fandoms/characters below cut!!

✧= priority

꩜= last pick

Overwatch

-Cole Cassidy ✧

-Gabriel Reyes/Reaper ✧

-Hanzo Shimada

-Genji Shimada

-Hana Song/D.Va

-Lúcio Correia dos santos

Call of duty: modern warfare

-Philip Graves

-Simon “ghost” Riley ꩜

-Kim “Horangi” hong-Jin

-Kyle “gaz” Garrick

The spiderverse (new!)

-Miles Morales (earth 1610)

-Miles Morales (earth 42)

-Gwen Stacy

-Spider-Man Noir

(I will not write for Miguel sorry!)

Creepypasta/Marble hornets ꩜

-Tobias Rodgers/ticci Toby

-Natalie Ouellette/Clockwork

-Jane Richardson/Jane the killer

-Brian Thomas/hoodie

-Tim wright/masky

-Alex Kralie

Detroit become human

-Connor

-nines

-Gavin reed (if you ask nicely..)

-Kara

-Marcus

Misc

-Simon Henricksson (cry of fear)

-Dirk/Dave Strider (Homestuck)

-Hawks (my hero academia)

-Captain Curly (mouthwashing) [pre crash only]

-Leon S Kennedy (Resident evil 4)

More coming soon…

[who-knew-a-sheep-can-write]

Tease: Hanzo Shimada x Fem!Reader (NSFW)

Contains: Strip teasing, lingerie, bondage, handcuffs, stripper poles

He strained against the handcuffs, huffing through his nose as he tried to stay calm and collected. He eyed you darkly, lust clouding his humanity and sense of control. He rolled his shoulders back when you looked back at him from your spot on top of the little platform. Wild eyes watched you as you lazily and loosely swung yourself around the stripper pole.

You were playing a dangerous game with the archer, a game you knew you would end up losing, but you wanted to have as much fun as you could before he ended it.

Low, rhythmic music played in the background, mumbles and muffled in your pounding ears. Alcohol had made your face heat up, cloud your vision, but you could make him out perfectly in his spot, handcuffed arms behind him, locking him to the wooden chair by the backrest.

It was one of the days you both had gotten off from scouting missions and such. You both wanted to enjoy your time off together, somewhere private and away from Overwatch. It was a good thing that you both had found an old hideout in a strip club on one of those missions.

Sure, you and Hanzo had gone under the guise of making sure nothing was left behind during a heist, but that wasn’t all you were planning on doing.

Strutting around the pole, you looking over your shoulder, tousling your hair to the side. You smiled devilishly at the rather large tent forming in Hanzo’s pants right now, enjoying as he was breathing heavily, straining against the wooden chair. You could hear it creaking eerily. Pouting, you knew the fun would soon be over.

Turning on the pole to face him, you slowly drummed your fingers along your hips down to the little shorts hugging your ass and hiding your panties from him. Slowly, you leaned back against the pole and undid the button, watching as Hanzo jerked at his handcuffs once more before loosening his shoulders. You slowly dragged down the zipper tooth by tooth until you were able to shimmy your hips. You grasped them by the hem, slowly griding your way down the pole, helping them down the curves of your legs until the pooled to the floor of the platform. Hanzo stilled at your choice of panties.

Naval blue, lace edges with the tiniest golden bow he’s ever seen sitting right below your navel. It matched your bra, naval blue, lace straps with golden accents. You knew how much he liked navy blue, so why not treat him to his favorite color?

You stepped out of your shorts and lifted them up with the point of your heels. Lazily, you tossed your little skimpy shorts towards him, landing in his lap, sadly hiding his delicious erection.

You laughed at his face, a heated blush splayed over his chiseled cheekbones and broad nose, lips pulled back into an intimidating frown, thick eyebrows set low as his amber eyes burned with the passion of one thousand suns.

You were in deep trouble now when he gets free.

You were surprised how long he allowed himself to be teased with those cheap, sex toy handcuffs you had found in one of the backrooms of the dingey hideout. Or, maybe, he was the one that was teasing you after all?

You swung loosely around the pole after few more times, catching glimpses of Hanzo slowly losing himself to his own lust and sexual desires and commanding urges until you stopped at the sound of wood breaking. You had your back to him when he stood, you could see his large, looming shadow on the wall in front of you. The handcuffs had popped off of his broad wrists, he had them dangling in his balled fist.

In a flash, his hands snatched you up by your naked waist before you were pulled down and pushed up against the platform you were just standing on. Hanzo snatched at your wrists as you moaned softly at his clothed erection poking your ass. Cold fake metal latched around both of your limp wrists, tugging your arms just enough to straighten but not have strain as He looped the handcuffs around the pole, effectively binding you to the little platform.

Now, with both of his hands free and you left with no other options than to take him as he was, he wasted no time at clawing off your panties, yanking them down your locked legs, not missing the chance to spank your ass when you wiggled it to tease him even more. His large, strong hands ran down the curves of your body before one hand came up to your bra. He hooked a finger under the latch, hoisting your back up so he could quickly cup both of your breasts and squeeze them through the thin lacy material. Growling lowly in your ear, he plucked the bra off one hook at a time, pushing it up your arms until it laid flat on the platform before you.

He pushed your head down and to the side so your ear was against the floor of the platform. He had you out just far enough so he could snatch at your free breasts.

You were at his mercy now.

At the click of his belt, his pants fell to the floor with his belt and boxer-briefs in tow. He shrugged off his jacket, leaving him in only his plain black t-shirt that was deliciously tight against his muscles. You could feel yourself drooling at what you could barely see from over your shoulder.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when his dick proded at your wet pussy, your knees nearly giving out from under you when he teasingly slid his dick along your nether lips, biting at your lip when his hands at your hips tightened their grip on your heated flesh.

The lewdest moan erupted from you when Hanzo thrust into you. One hand let go to snatch at the pole, allowing him to pull himself nearly out of you before slamming right back in. You choked on your own spit at how full and stretched you were, the archer not fairing well either as he muttered and cursed in soft Japanese behind you, groaning at how tight you were against his thick cock.

You tried to look over your shoulder once more, your body slacking the more he pounded into your pussy. His raven locks had spilled from its place in a bun, blocking his sweaty face, but you could still see his eyes pinned to your face. Something told you that you wouldn’t be moving for quite some time.

[struckd0wn]

❝𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐘, 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐗 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓.❞

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑

Overwatch

Cole Cassidy, Genji Shimada, Hanzo Shimada, Junker Queen "Odessa Stone", Junkrat "Jamison Fawkes", Ramattra, Reaper "Gabriel Rayes", Zenyatta

COD MWII

Ghost, Konig, John Price, Alejandro

Resident Evil

Leon Kennedy (re2 remake, re4 remake), Carlos Oliveira (re3 remake), Heisenberg

Valorant

Chamber, Harbor, Sova, Cypher, Gekko, Omen

Horror/Slasher

Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Ghostface (Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Billy & Stu (poly), Ethan Landry), Johnny Slaughter, Bubba Slaughter, Hannibal Lester (tv series), Will Graham, Brahms, Pyramid head, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair

Spiderman

Miguel O'Hara, Harry Osborn

The Batman 2022

Bruce Wayne

MK1/MK11

Bi-Han, Kuai Liang, Smoke, Johnny Cage, Kenshi Takahashi, Raiden, Kung Lao, Syzoth, Havik, Shang Tsung

𝐃𝐎𝐬

ftm. gn. reader

smut, fluff, angst (I'm not very good at it tho)

sutual pining

bottom reader

𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓𝐬

female reader, fem aligned reader

character x character

minor characters

medical stuff (amputee, bad illnesses, ect. )

𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓‼️‼️‼️

Any sorta incest, age play, sexual abuse, pedophilia, piss, scat, ddlg/ddlb, feeder, ect.

(ℙ𝕃𝔼𝔸𝕊𝔼 𝔸𝕊𝕂 𝕀𝔽 𝕐𝕆𝕌'ℝ𝔼 ℕ𝕆𝕋 𝕊𝕌ℝ𝔼 𝕆𝔽 𝕊𝕆𝕄𝔼𝕋ℍ𝕀ℕ𝔾)

𝐃𝐍𝐈

minors, any isms or ists

Female readers can interact with gn content, please DNI with trans/ftm reader content

[theshimadaslovers]

(IBA - INSPIRED BY ART)

BAD GIRL

(HANZO X YOU!FEMREADER)

Summary: Party + you = drunk asf, but you boyfriend is there to take care of you :D Enjoy this random context!

Cass- Hanzo! *in the background* Hanzoooo!

Hanzo- ?? *Looking around holding drink* Is that Cassidy?

Cass- Dude! *running to him and laughing* Yo! Y/n is so fuckin' drunk! She enter the pool!

Hanzo- She did what?!

Cass- She jumped in the pool! With clothes and everything!

Hanzo- She can't swim while drunk! *give his drink to someone random and ran* Where's the pool?!

*Get to the pool and saw you trying to swin to the edge while laughing ou loud*

Hanzo- Y/N! *Take off his jacket and shirt jumping in the pool* GET OUT OF THE POOL!!

You- I'm drowning! *laughing and he hold your waist pulling to him* Oooh...Romantic~

Hanzo- Why did you do that?!

You- Is hooot~

Hanzo- Not the pool! Just NOT the pool!

You- You want me to do what? Take off my clothes? I can do that...*starting to pull your shirt and he just hold your wrist* What?

Hanzo- Get. Out. Of. That. Pool... *he looked at your seriously*

*Later, you both were inside the house sitting in a table, you were wrapped in towel, still wet*

You- Hey! I want more whiskey... *raising the cup*

Hanzo- *take the cup out of your hand* Enough!

You- Whyy??~~

Hanzo- You're drunk already! Enough of drinks tonight!

You- You're not my dad!

Hanzo- I'm glad that I'm not! *sighs and you just lie on the table* Are you sleeping now?

You- I'm angry with you! You don't let me have fun!

Hanzo- *deep breath* I need to watch over you! I'm the one taking you home! You almost drowned and I looked away only for 4 minutes to talk with Genji! *no answers* Ok! Let's play something, shall we?

You- *look at him* A game?~ *smiles* The dart! *you stand up almost with no balance grabbing the darts on the wall and running back all happy* Hihihi! If I win! I get another drink!

Hanzo- *laughs and stands up* If I win... *serious* we go home.

You- Fine! I can do that!

Hanzo- I doubt that, you're drunk *smirk* You can barely see the center!

You- Haha! In your dreams! *hiccup*

Hanzo- Ok, I'll show how right I am! *go in front of the target putting his hand in the center* See?

You- *laughs* You're going to hurt yourself, idiot...

Hanzo- Go ahead, I'm confident enough to know that yo- *felt something hit the palm of his hand* .... you're joking, right?

You- *surprised* I... I wasn't aiming at your hand...oh God! Is bleeding!

Hanzo- *look at the dart on his hand* Right... it hurts.

You- I'm so sorry! *run to him and grab his hand* I'll take it off!

Hanzo- Wait wait wai-!! *take it off* Ouch...!

You- There we go! *smile worried* Can you move your hand?

Hanzo- Yeah... let's go home.

You- Waaait... I won.

Hanzo- Baby, no! No more drinks.

You- That was the rule!

Hanzo- You're going to vomit and you're going to cry because you hate vomiting! Let's go...? *sees you going get another drink* Wha-?! Y/n! *you open a bottle of vodka* Don't! Don't you drink from the bottle...!

You- After that, we go home~

*cut to a scene of him holding your hair while vomiting outside of the party, he only sighed*

Hanzo- You're done?

You-...*stands up starting to cry* I hate thaaaat!

Hanzo- Yep, you do...*fixing your hair* Let's go ho- *you bent over vomiting again and he holds your hair* Come on, baby...! Argh!

*cut scene at you sleeping in the back sit of the car while he drives*

Hanzo- *look at you from the mirror* You bad girl...*sighs and smirk* You're lucky to have me around.

*arriving at the apartment, he picked you up like a bride locking the car, go to the elevator calling and he waits taking a deep breath. The elevator door opens and two old ladies was standing there judging the situation right away*

Hanzo- *surprised and entering the elevator* Ah... could you press the floor 5, please, ma'am?

Ma'am- *look at him up and down then to you* You're taking a young girl to your apartment...

Hanzo- She's my drunk girlfriend, ma'am...*sighs* Please, she needs to rest.

Ma'am- How can I trust you?

Hanzo- Oh my God, ma'am, I live here have at least 5 years!

Ma'am- Mm...Oooh! *surprised* I remember you! You're my daughter's crush!

Hanzo- ...Right.

Ma'am- You're really handsome! Sad that you have a drunk girlfriend, that's very problematic.

Hanzo- *struggling to press the bottom* Is not...! *press it and sighs in relief*

Ma'am- You should meet my daughter, she would be a great wife! *happy* She's your neighbor, she dosen't drink or smoke, is a perfect lady! She would love to hang out with you someday, she never dated before.

Hanzo- Yeah, I see the reason why... *get to the floor and the door opens* Nice to meet you, ma'am *walks out*

*He gets in the house putting you to bed, he takes a long shower and the moment he steps out the bathroom wearing only his soft pants, he heard the doorbell*

Hanzo- Come on...! *throw the towel in the couch answering the door, it was...his neighbor* ...Can I help you?

Emily- Hi, I'm Emily! I came to apologize for my mother today.

Hanzo- Oh yeah, sure, is ok *sighs*

Emily- Do you have a minute to talk? *she looked at him a little too flirty*

Hanzo- Actually I'm really tired right now...maybe another time, good night *try to close the door, but she holds*

Emily- Wait! I really want to apologize!

Hanzo- ... *processing* What? I'm ok with this, really!

Emily- Is your girlfriend still there?

Hanzo- Yes! She practically lives with me! *impatient*

Emily- I mean...she still drunk?

Hanzo- I don't know and I don't care what do you want, but, good night! *she hold the door again* What?!

Emily- Hanzo Shimada! I need you! *she fell in his chest whining* Please! I need a man like you!

Hanzo- Is not me! Get out! *trying to push her* BAAABY!

*In a second...you were standing behind Hanzo watching Emily grabbing him, she noticed stepping away from Hanzo*

Emily- Oh...! You were awake! *laughs nervously* Hi!

You- *look at her up and down* ... Get. The. Fuck. Out.

Emily- I was...! Only...I mean! I! *nervous and you start to push her out of the apartment* Wait! I can explain! *she turns around trying to speak but you immediately shut the door*

You- *look at Hanzo*...

Hanzo- She came here because of her mother! *scared*

You- I need... medicine.

Hanzo- Headache?

You- Yeah and come lay down with me... *going back to the room*

Hanzo- ...*smirk* Are you regret it?

You- I don't wanna talk about it!

Hanzo- *laughs* I'll get the pills.

He's just adorable :)

[probablyhigh]

Yakuza's Sex-cretary (Hanzo Shimada x Fem!Reader smut imagine)

A little imagine I thought about a few hours ago and really wanted to write about.

Yakuza!Scion!Hanzo x Secretary!Reader (or should I say sex-cretary?)

Warnings: Sexual content, murder/slaughter references

.・。.・゜��・.・✫・゜・。.𓆩♡𓆪.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

This was something you imagined at nighttime, when you were alone, and also in Hanzo's presence.

You had always thought about it silently, but never did it occur to you that it may happen outside of your mind. It boggled you like an annoying song, or a phrase that would stick with you for a while.

There you were, knelt down quietly underneath the desk of the Yakuza's head, Hanzo. You felt quite ashamed and embarrassed to be in this position, however... You weren't complaining. You were pretty surprised still that the oh-so-proper and respectful Shimada would allow you to do something as vile and provocative as this moment you shared with him.

Hanzo was busying himself with a large array of papers and folders scattered across his desk, mixing his already stressed mind with more unyielding complications of murder within the Shimada Clan. Though your attention helped him ease through it all.

You gently pat his clothed thigh while taking his hardening cock in your mouth, inch by inch. You unbuttoned your cute blouse, showing off your cute, lacy bra and some eye-catching cleavage. He just barely gave you a glance and slightly furrowed his eyebrows as a response from the patting. To your surprise, a fairly light rosy colour dusted his prominent cheekbones. That reaction gave you a push, and you pleased him more to your liking.

"Mmf~" You let out a quiet little hum of satisfaction, enjoying every moment of swallowing up your overseer's cock. His response was a low grunt, not expecting your sudden change in dick-sucking technique, making his legs quiver a little bit.

You both heard footsteps. That's when Hanzo's hand smacked down on his thigh, signaling you to behave yourself. A colleague of his had walked in, and you heard them exchange conversation.

A few minutes in, you began to get bored of this. Slowly, you took his cock back in your mouth and began to suck once more. This made Hanzo visibly tense up, you could feel it in his body, but he flawlessly kept his composure in front of his colleague.

Your jaw was beginning to ache, you felt saliva dripping down the corners of your mouth and under your chin... Drenching the Shimada's cock in your spit. You began to speed up the sucking, trying to get him to finish in your mouth and throat. You tried your hardest not to make too much noise, though the thought of you getting caught giving your master a blowjob was insanely hot.

This made Hanzo jolt upwards slightly in reaction, but you were extremely lucky that his colleague was still in the room. The things he would do to you were running through his mind as he spoke.

His gloved hand found its way under the desk slowly and into your hair, undoing that cute bun your hair was tied up in. Hanzo tugged your luscious locks in a silent command for you to stop. This made your pussy leak with juices, drenching the crotch of your skimpy panties, under your pencil skirt.

But you were one determined brat.

You didn't stop, if anything, you shamelessly loved his touch. That's when his colleague had finally left the room, completely unaware of the situation... Surprisingly.

Afterwards, he yanked your head back and off of his thick cock, very slightly releasing his grip on your hair. Hanzo then pressed the point of his shoe up against your clothed, sopping wet cunt. You let out a breathy cry. The last words you heard from him that evening were like music to your curious ears and left your heart fluttering.

"Grind on it, pet. . ."

"Yes, sir. . ."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.𓆩♡𓆪.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

[rat-king-writes]

Hello kind stranger , welcome to my alley way .

As of right now , here are my rules .

❥ You can request anything ( Fluff , angst , poly , drabbles , headcanons )

❥ No problematic / gross content ( blood and injury is fine )

❥ I only write for masculine / male readers ( ftm / gn is fine ) fem aligned people .. ya'll got enough . This blog contains nsfw content , minors and blank blogs do not interact .

→ Fandoms / characters ?

Right here .

→ Master List .

Medic reader x Cole cassidy + Reaper

Reader x Hanzo Shimada on a date

Gamer reader x Cole Cassidy

Robot ninja reader x Genj

Mean reader x Smoke

→ Request status ?

Opened ! please send something if you'd like .

[ya-zz]

Okay, okay, oh my God OK I have such a perfect scenario for the smut with non-con w Genji (Female reader please!)

Genji was set to marry reader for family status and offspring. But when Hanzo killed him, he never got the chance to even marry her (she despised him because he was a playboy, so she supported and helped orchestrate Genjis death). So like, he finds out about all that and corners reader. And he's set into making sure the Shimada bloodline continues with her. Bonus points if they argue and reader tries to kill him before the smut.

Some little notes before you read - this request was turned into a commission and I do have permission to post this under this ask. There was more info added that's not in this ask specifically as it was spoken about in DM's and the word count is larger than the usual request. The commissioner has asked to remain anonymous.

Genji x Fem!Reader

Word count: 4831

Warnings: Non-con

It was going to happen, whether you wanted it to or not. The families had already agreed that you would be marrying Genji Shimada, but you knew of his nature. You hated the way he was. While yes, he was sweet, he just wasn’t the man you wanted to marry. He was a playboy, he wouldn’t care about you or your feelings, only wanting to go to parties almost every night, get drunk and sleep about with whomever he laid eyes on. 

You had heard the stories; the many stories about the Shimada and his ways. The way he would do what he wanted to get what he wanted. He’d get blackout drunk some nights and then wake up in bed surrounded by numerous females. It disgusted you that you were set to marry this boy, yet nobody seemed to care.

It pissed you off that nobody would listen to your demands. For once in your life you wanted control over the one thing you should’ve had a say in from the very start and marrying Genji was definitely something you didn’t want to do. 

You tried to protest, but your parents would not budge. They had already made up their minds, and you had no other choice but to marry the man they had chosen for you. You were scared and didn't know what to fully expect, but you knew that you had to do this for your parents. You hoped that maybe, just maybe, you could learn to love this man despite his playboy ways.

There was almost a year before your inevitable marriage. A year to get away, to plan something else, anything to not marry this boy. Hell, running away would be better than staying there and marrying someone you didn't love. You had never been in love, only loving the fictional characters you would read about or see on tv, and you didn't want to marry someone you didn't feel anything for. You wanted to experience real love, to feel that connection with someone that you had heard so much about. You knew that if you stayed and married this boy, you would regret it for the rest of your life.

Despite the constant hatred towards him, you grew closer to the other Shimada brother, Hanzo. It was almost as if you two should’ve been together, not you and Genji. You could relax around him, knowing he was loyal and true to his words. The laughter the pair of you shared was joyous, something of which you never had with Genji. You could open up to Hanzo about anything and everything, and he would do the same. Sharing stories in the night time before you had to leave, wandering the garden in the afternoons and even sitting in the tea room with the older brother felt more natural than anything you had ever witnessed. 

Being with Genji for the little time he would stay was almost torture for you. He would share stories of his drunken nights, seeming to forget that he was marrying you in little over a year. You would listen on, disgust ever present on your face as he rambled on, and god forbid he ever went into detail about those nights. Every part of you wanted him to just shut up, to tape that mouth closed for an hour and have some ‘quality’ time with him.

No matter how many times you tried to change the subject, Genji was so self-absorbed that he wouldn't let you get a word in edgewise. You tried to talk about your life, but he just kept talking about himself. You tried to tell him a story you had overheard, but he just kept talking about himself. You were starting to get frustrated, but you knew that there was no point in trying to talk to him. He was too far up his own ass to listen to anyone else, and clearly not interested in talking about you.

Hanzo saw this, he saw practically everything. The attempts you made in trying to be happy with his brother, the annoyed glances you give off to the side whenever Genji spoke. The older brother knew the futile attempts were wearing you thin and soon enough, he was waiting for you to snap. All he wanted to do was to reassure you that it was okay, but he knew that you didn’t like his brother, and he understood completely. 

The brothers weren’t exactly seeing eye to eye either. Hanzo, being the oldest, had a moral duty to uphold. No matter the orders given to him by his father or anyone above him, he would go ahead and complete them. The younger Shimada, however, rarely if at all received any commands, being able to live a carefree life, and that’s exactly what he did. 

Hanzo was deeply hurt by this, although he never spoke about it. While he was busy being the Shimada's pet, obeying every command given, his brother was out there enjoying life. Hanzo felt like he was being punished for something he didn't do, while his brother was getting away with everything. He was angry and resentful, and he began to question his loyalty to the Shimada clan. 

One was imprisoned, one was free.

How was that fair?

If Hanzo could have his way, he would have taken you away from the torture you had been selected for. He would have avoided his father and the rest of the family, only wanting to be with you at his side as a potential husband should be. He couldn't bear to see you like this, and he knew that Genji wouldn't change. No matter what Genji said to try and reassure his brother, Hanzo knew he couldn't keep his word.

Hanzo loved you deeply, and he knew that somewhere deep inside that you loved him too. But he also knew that his father would never approve of the relationship. His father had already chosen a husband for you, and he would not tolerate any disobedience. Hanzo knew that if you were to marry Genji that you would be miserable for as long as you lived and he was not ready for you to suffer at his brothers expense. 

But Hanzo couldn't just stand by and do nothing. He had to try to save you. He had to find a way to get you out of this place. He knew it would be dangerous, but he was willing to risk everything to be with you.

He spent countless nights awake, looking up at the ceiling as he thought about how to save you from his brother. It was a strange feeling to have, but he couldn’t let this entire marriage go ahead. Inside, Hanzo was beginning to hate his brother more, the way Genji was with you kept his blood boiling.

Not only that, but the other Shimada’s were beginning to catch on, noticing the way Genji was behaving. They knew of his playboy tendencies, but they believed that the moment he was engaged that it would all come to an end; that he would mature and be a prosperous Shimada with a wife and child. 

That wasn’t the case at all. 

He was still sneaking out and partying, he was still getting black-out drunk and sleeping around all whilst being engaged to you. He was a disgrace to the Shimada clan and the elders all collectively agreed.

Genji Shimada hadn’t changed in the slightest. 

Something had to be done. 

It was a stressful few weeks for everyone. Emotions were high and the stress was only rising as the hours passed by. Your thread was wearing thin as you wandered the garden with your future husband, listening to him ramble on about the previous nights encounter. 

You wondered if he was doing it just to spite you, to make you hate him. You couldn’t quite put it together. If you were set to marry him, why was he talking about his fuck buddies? Does he not realise what he is doing?

It was a tough pill to swallow for Hanzo as he watched on. Murdering his own brother… It shook it off, it was all a bad dream. He kept telling himself that over the passing days since he was called by the elders. There was no way he was going to kill his own brother, no matter how unruly he was. Hanzo tried to think of another way, but the elders were right. For the sake of the Shimada future, Genji has to go. 

“Couldn’t you just send him away?!” Hanzo practically shouted. 

“What if he comes back?” One elder spoke out from behind the sake cup.

“So what if he comes back? He is my brother!” He furrowed his brows in anger. 

“Hanzo.” The cold tone made the older brother freeze. “This is for the Shimada clan. The future of us depends on you.” 

Hanzo sat there in silence for a moment, trying to think of any other way to spare his brothers life. “If I refuse?” 

“That wouldn’t be a wise decision on your part.” 

“Excuse me?” Spite rose within Hanzo, anger reaching a newer level. 

“For the sake of the Shimada future, Genji has to go. Make sure he is truly dead.” The elder waved his hand, dismissing Hanzo from the meeting. 

The elders saw the reservation within the older brother and called for you some days later. They asked about your feelings towards Genji. Part of you wanted to lie, to say everything was okay because you were downright terrified of the Shimada clan, despite having been around them for some time now. Nothing could’ve prepared you for what they were going to say. 

“We apologise for his behaviour. We thought he would’ve matured by this stage.” One elder spoke out. 

“No, no. It is okay.” You replied sheepishly, the anxiety rising inside as you sat across the table from four of the Shimada elders. 

The elder that spoke before shook their head before speaking out again. “We have a proposition for you.” 

“I’m sorry?” A sudden daunting pressure sat atop your shoulders as you stared over at the four, confusion present on your face. 

“You see, we have noticed the resentment. It’s apparent each time you’re next to him.” Their words made you look away nervously. “Genji has to go.”

Their words only confused you more. “Go?” 

“Yes. Killed, to be exact.”

“Killed?” Your eyes widen in shock, before a sudden realisation hits you. If Genji is killed, you’d be free. It’s a chance to get on with your life, away from this boy.

“Yes.” One of the other elders spoke out. “However it is done is up to you. It has to be done; for the sake of the Shimada clan and your future.”

“If Genji is gone, you have a bright future ahead of you, [y/n].” Their words were laced with something sinister before they waved you off, saying nothing else.

So, whilst you were wandering the garden with Genji, him talking about the girl he fucked the other night, you were pondering ways on how to get out of the entire situation. When you look up, noticing Hanzo over in the distance, your heart sinks. Does he know? 

Rain threatened to come down as the clouds rolled in, causing both you and the ninja to head under the shelter.

The older Shimada began walking over, a small smile on his face as he looked at you. Genji, upon noticing the presence on his brother, immediately shut up, and for once, the silence was welcome. A smile embraced your face as Hanzo stood before you, bowing slightly in greeting. 

“[y/n].” Your name sounded natural to the older brother, something of which he wished he could say more. “It’s good to see you again.” 

You laugh gently, the smile not faltering. “I could say the same to you, Hanzo.” 

“Anija, I thought you were busy today.” Genji had an awkward smile on his face as he spoke. 

“Something came up.” Hanzo’s voice shifted into something colder. 

The younger brother huffed, pulling out his phone and scrolling through the apps on the screen. 

“Perhaps I could borrow you for a moment, [y/n]?” Hanzo asked after looking at the dismissive posture of his brother. 

Genji’s ears perked up as he looked up from his phone. “Perfect timing, actually. I’ve got plans. Take care of her, will you?” He kissed your cheek before practically running off. 

You and Hanzo look at each other, a dismissive look plastered on both faces. 

“I am… Sorry.” He spoke out, tone gentle and caring.

“Don’t be. It’s not your fault.” You shrug awkwardly. “I actually want to talk to you about something.”  

Hanzo nodded. “I do too.” 

You smile warmly, finally feeling somewhat happy that you’re going to have a normal conversation with at least one Shimada brother. 

The pair of you sat under the shelter, mindlessly watching the rain as you spoke about your worries and concerns. When Hanzo spoke about what the elders asked of him, there was a sort of relief spreading throughout you.

“If it’s any consolation, Hanzo, while I know he is your brother, maybe it’s for the best.” You sigh, not wanting to hurt the older brother more. “It came more of a shock to me that they had asked me, that’s all.”

Hanzo nodded, giving your shoulder a gentle squeeze. “They shouldn’t have asked you. Do not put that burden on yourself.” He paused, watching your expression change slightly. “Let me take care of things, okay? It is the least I can do.”

“Thank you…” With watery eyes, you embrace the older brother, feeling him pull you in closer as he returns the gesture. You look out to the garden, watching the rain dampen the soil, small droplets falling from the cherry blossoms above. 

There was a growing tension as the days merged together. You had grown distant with Genji, not that he noticed. Instead of being with your future husband, you spent more time with the older brother. He brought up the elders request from time to time which soured the mood, but the pair of you threw ideas at each other at how it was to happen. It pained you somewhat, helping Hanzo with planning the murder of his brother, but if Hanzo was going ahead with it, you knew that the elders really meant business. 

You would reassure Hanzo the best you could, reminding him that he didn’t have a choice. It was kill or be killed, so to speak. He thought it was a test, a moment of truth of whether or not he was strong enough to be leading the Shimada clan, but he would remember the meeting as if it just happened. 

As the night came in, the lanterns around the castle lit up, the windows of the building slowly glowing a soft orange as lights switched on. 

Hanzo had requested Genji to meet him that night, a ‘scheduled training session’ he called it. The older brother arrived early, mentally preparing himself for what was going to happen. He paced back and forth, muttering and mumbling to himself when he heard soft footsteps enter the room. He looked up, facing his brother. 

“Are you well enough to fight?” Genji asks, head cocked to the side. “You look pale.” 

“I am fine.” Hanzo bit back. He gestures over to weapon rack across the room, his sword already in his hand. “Let’s not waste any time. I’m sure you have somewhere to be.”

“Is that sarcasm I sense from you, anija?” Genji chuckled, not fully aware of what was about to happen. 

Hanzo only scoffed in response. He was about to speak up before Genji made his way over to the rack, hesitantly holding his sword that he picked up. 

“Must be a serious session if we’re using the real things.” 

“Yes.” Hanzo lied. “It was requested-”

“By the elders. Yeah.” Genji dismissed it, turning to face his brother. 

The two brothers stare at each other, the tension rising by the second. Neither moved, waiting for the other to move first. Hanzo’s eyes narrowed, his grip growing tight. The younger brother adjusted his grip, a slight uneasy feeling settling in his stomach.

It was like the older brother just snapped mentally, an anger he had never felt before rose within him as he charged forward towards his younger brother. He had his orders and there was no other option, no matter how many times he thought it out. Genji had to go. 

Genji followed suit, approaching his brother with a slightly quicker speed. Metal collided with metal as their swords connected and clashed, the scraping of the swords echoing around the room as the two fought. It took a few hits for Genji to realise that this was no average training session. He realised a little too late when he saw the intent behind his brothers eyes. 

It all happened too quickly for the younger brother to react. Hanzo was faster and far more skilled in the art of wielding the sword. Even Genji’s screams didn’t slow him down as blood coated the ground around his brothers body. 

The pain was unbearable for the younger boy, but no matter the screaming or crying, the assault continued. 

The bloodlust ran deep within the older brother, a blind rage taking over. By the time he had come to, he was sitting against the wall, blood painting his hands and arms red. His breathing was shaky, stomach churning as he looked at the sight before him. 

His younger brother laid there, unmoving, surrounded by red. The darkness slowly closed in as Hanzo stood, shaky legs barely able to hold him up as he stepped forward, using the wall to help him walk. He left the room, regret sinking in almost immediately as he made his way back to his own room and into the bathroom, beginning to scrub and scratch at his arms to removed the guilt. 

He had just killed his brother. Your future husband. For the sake of the Shimada clan.

Hanzo didn’t know what happened after that. Genji was ‘disposed’ of, his body no longer within the Shimada castle. What happened, he couldn’t figure out. So when the elders asked about Genji’s body, Hanzo could only suggest that he got rid of it before he blacked out for the third time that night.

However, that wasn’t the case. 

Genji was still alive. Somehow. 

Months after the whole ordeal, after major physical enhancements to his body, Genji was making his way back to the one place he had called home; Hanamura. The Shimada castle was never home to the ninja, but outside of those walls, thats where he was most accepted. 

But first, he was on his way to find you.

Somehow he found out about the entire plan and he made it his personal mission to make you pay for the damages you had caused. 

It didn’t take him long to track you down, and he watched you, waiting for the perfect time to approach you and make you suffer. His eyes never left your form, watching you be happy while going about your life.

He watched for days, watching you with who he presumed was your husband. Someone of high status, he figured, someone Genji never lived up to be. The anger continued to rise, you got to be happy, to live your life without fear of rejection anymore, whilst he had to suffer with this half-cyborg body that he never asked for. It infuriated him. 

When you were alone and walking down the street, he took his chance; following you closely before shoving you into the passing alleyway. His hands were wrapped tight around your arms as he held you up against the wall, body pressing yours against the coarse bricks. 

“What the fuck is your problem?” He growled into your ear. 

“Excuse me? What is my problem?” You spit back before you remembered who the voice belonged to. “No… You should be dead.” You struggle against his grip, trying to push yourself away from the wall to gain some leverage over him. “How the fuck are you still alive?” 

“Your little charade with my family failed.” He mocks, feeling you push back against him. Without much effort, he pushes his body further into yours, eliciting a small yelp from you. 

There was a pain forming in your arms as his grip tightened, the pressure of being sandwiched between him and the wall making it harder for you to breathe. 

“You will pay for what you have done to me.” Genji’s voice was low against the side of your neck, breath hot as it hit your cool skin. “You transpired to kill me, along with my family. You’re just as guilty as them.” He moved one of his hands down your side while the other still held onto your arms in a vice grip. His fingers brushed passed your skin, the cool metal practically shocking you as you inhaled a sharp breath. “Traitors should be dealt with…”

You close your eyes tight, mind running rampant with images of what was going to happen. “Says the one who has probably slept with half of Hanamura-” 

A sharp pinch to your skin caused you to yelp out once again, but the ninja never ceased his movements. His hand moves lower, toying with the waistband of your pants.

“Don’t you dare-” You look at him through the corner of your eye for the first time since your encounter. His appearance came as a shock to you. Metal and skin mixed with eyes of spite. “You’re a monster, Shimada.” You wince, trying to move away from him but he only forces himself into you more. 

“Or what?” He smirked with sinister intent, something of which he rarely ever did. This new hatred he had was something he was growing to like. “Gonna attempt to kill me yourself?” He ignored your remark about his body, there were more pressing matters to attend to.

You grit your teeth. “Don’t test me.” 

The ninja huffed, hand pulling down your pants and underwear in one swift motion. He saw your body freeze, and not because of the cold. A grin plastered his face as he gripped your hip tightly.  

“Scream and I will end your life here.” His voice threatened. Genji’s hand was rough as it tugged at your thigh, the other still vice gripping your arms behind your back. 

All fight was fleeting your body as you stay pinned to the wall, but anger was ever present in your mind. He should’ve been dead. How was he still alive? 

Closing your eyes tightly, you braced what was coming next, trying to keep your sanity stable as you felt his hand roam over your chest, grabbing at your breast in a harsh manner. The pain stung as his breathing hitched in his throat, clearly enjoying the moment. It took what power you had to catch him off guard, somehow freeing a hand and delivering an elbow to his side, but he was quicker.

The hand that was grabbing your wrists moved to grab your head, slamming it into the brick wall, fingers tangled within your hair as he whispered menacingly into your ear. 

“You will pay for that.” His words were sharp, but the pain in your head was sharper, a small trickle of blood slowly falling down your temple. With your ears ringing, you could only just make out the sound of ventilation, a hiss of metal before his other hand grabbed your mid section. He pulled you back slightly but kept your head pressed against the brick. 

Inhaling deeply, you wait, trying to push whatever free thought to the front part of your mind. Something, someone, help. 

As the brick wall imprinted your cheek, a slight adjustment from behind had your eyes widen but before you could even register what was happening, the ninja behind thrusted into you, cock hitting deep inside, which elicited a raspy scream from you. He was quick to cover your mouth, hand pulling your head back to shut you up. 

The pain was unlike anything you had felt before, and no matter your struggles, he kept going. The friction making you wince as he thrusted again, not seeming to care about you cries for him to stop. His hips connected over and over with yours, metal and skin colliding harshly as he kept his grasp tight around your mouth. 

You bite down against his fingers, hearing him suck in a breath as your muffled cries carried on, tears spilling over your cheeks. It felt like glass being rubbed back and forth over your skin with no end in sight, and with the added pain in your head, you prayed it would end soon.

While keeping you quiet, his free hand groped and pulled at your chest, tweaking a nipple from under your shirt. He was rough, and he wasn’t letting go. A sharp pain in your chest made you wince again, more tears falling as your body shook from fear, from not being able to fight back against the younger Shimada brother. 

Genji enjoyed it though, much more than anybody he had ever screwed before. The tightness of your cunt, the muffled screaming and tears; it turned him on more as he snapped his hips against you, hitting the deepest points inside. He was fucking you raw, feeling the friction himself, a little too dry for his liking but he felt you gradually lubricate which only made him grin more. 

His head connects with your neck, sharp teeth biting down onto the flesh. His voice was low as he speaks. 

“The bloodline will continue.” 

He didn’t let up, pulling your head back, exposing more of your throat as he continued to mercilessly fuck you. 

Your hands grab at anything they could reach, his arms, his sides, something to hold onto, to dig your fingers into. The struggle only made him go harder, a harsh rhythm as he bruises your insides. A relentless pace that doesn’t seem to end. 

Sobs and tears rolled, cheeks hot and wet. Your eyes rolled back, closing tightly as you tried to take your mind away from the assault, but to no avail; your body jumping with each slap, with each time his cock hit your cervix. 

It was brutal. This shouldn’t be happening… 

His grip never faltered on your body, harsh tugs and pinches threatening to bruise all over. It’s what he wanted, a reminder of what’s currently happening, but forever will you remember what he has done. It’s a fate worse than death, hell, death would certainly be better than being raped like this. For Genji, it was a miracle nobody had found this scenario, but for you it was anything but. 

You could feel him get sloppy, rhythm faltering ever so slightly. He was close. 

Biting down on his fingers again, you scream out, shaking your head, but nothing came from it, only muffled cries. There was no fight left in you, body feeling broken and definitely used. 

Genji pushed you back against the wall, making you arch your back as your face scraped down the coarse bricks. His hand grabbed at your hair, metal fingers getting tangled among the locks as his thrusts got somehow deeper. Low groans and growls escaped the ninja as his other hand guided your hips against his cock. 

The silence was deafening as one final thrust causes you to see stars, the pressure and tension within proving too much to handle as the ninja bites down against your neck again, marking you with his teeth. A warmth filled you as your eyes widened, breathlessly panting with pained whimpers following. 

No… I can’t… You thought, strained breaths filling the air before you feel him loosen his grip, sliding his cock out of you painfully. 

Genji watched you for a moment, hands letting go of you as he tidies himself up, marvelling at the mess he had caused, watching the cum dribble out of you and down your inner thigh. 

The emptiness only burned more as your pussy ached, a bruising feeling causing your legs to shake and buckle beneath you. A sinister chuckle and faint distant footsteps was all you heard before blacking out, body too tired to fight to stay awake as it falls to the asphalt. 

Genji had completed his task, to ruin your life, leaving your semi-lifeless body on the floor much like his brother did to him all those months ago. He vanished without so much of a trace, his body warm with anger and resentment for you. Upon a ledge not far from the place of his assault, he watched you lay there, the slow rise and fall of your chest were the only signs of life.

It was up to fate whether or not someone would find you.

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-To be continued-

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Chapter 7 is out! Thank you for reading my stories!