#John francis Jack Morrison

[korkusts]

MEDIEVAL FANTASY AU!!

[overwatchdaily]

Soldier on the dad of overwatch

[okaedit]

Biker 76 gay icons for request ☆彡

f2u ♡ interaction appreciated if saving

[ohwyrmm]

[moomanmilken]

more text edits. my condolences for the last one (thank you moomimob for that)

[wheretherosegoes]

Jack Morrison

Wanted to draw Overwatch fan art while also doing an art study looking at Across the Spider Verse because of it’s unique and vibrant art style

[do-you-know-this-queer-character]

Do you know this queer character?

Soldier: 76 is Gay and uses he/him pronouns!

[rodotxmora]

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Overwatch Ultimate Series Ana (Shrike) and Soldier 76 Hasbro E6495

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New soldier skin 😫😫😫😫😫

[froggibus]

Daddy Issues - Soldier 76

Pairing: Soldier 76 x reader

Genre: fluff but its a lil suggestive

Word Count: too many for this prompt 1.5k

Summary: in which your little crush on the Commander doesn't go unnoticed, and he wants to see just how far he can push you

CW: young! Soldier, Overwatch days, reader is shy + gets flustered easily, fainting, teasing, Soldier is a bastard

reader is described GN but is described to be blushing/having red cheeks a lot! i know this description may not fit everyone so i am putting this here to not waste time/ruin the immersion!

ok anyway im too lazy to write today so you guys can have my drafts lmao anyway enjoy <3 i am very down bad for this man anyway

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John Francis “Jack” Morrison: super soldier, Overwatch commander, the best of the best, and unfortunately for you, a total DILF. 

The man was gorgeous. Despite working closely with him and Overwatch for years, you still couldn’t even look at him without getting flustered. Stuttered words and red cheeks had become a staple of your conversations with Jack, and all you could do was pray he didn’t notice. 

Unbeknownst to you, it was common knowledge among the other agents of your little crush on the Commander. Jack himself had always found it somewhat cute regardless of the teasing he received from Ana and Reyes, and found himself wondering how much it would take to push you past the breaking point. 

“L/n,” Jack’s voice boomed, “can I talk to you for a second?”

You squeaked, the tips of your ears burning, and approached him. You were painfully aware of the looks the two of you were receiving along the way. 

“W-what’s up?” 

“I was just wondering if you’d be open to taking on a mission next weekend.”

“Oh,” you looked everywhere but his eyes, trying to hide the desperate flush on your face. “I-I can for sure. Who’s all going?”

“It would just be you and I.”

If your face was burning before, it was an inferno now. A mission, all alone with Commander Morrison? 

“I-I…”

“Come on, y/n,” he rested a hand on your shoulder. 

His touch on your shoulder and the way he was looking at you sent butterflies to your stomach. You stuttered out a bunch of words that essentially meant ‘yes’, and that was good enough for the Commander. You walked away quickly, covering the lower half of your face with your hand. 

Ana Amari laughed, “come on, Jack. Give y/n a break.”

“Mind your business,” the Commander said, but even he knew he was pushing you a little hard. 

—

It was the dead of night, and you were yet to sleep. It had been too hot and then too cold, and then your mind could not stop racing. Thoughts of Jack and the mission filled your head. 

As soon as the clock ticked to 2:22am, you found yourself rolling out of bed and slipping your feet into your slippers. You tiptoed your way down the hall, being careful not to wake any of the other agents. You knew how skittish they could be, especially in the dead of night.  

You made it to the kitchen and turned on the kettle, sitting at the counter and waiting for it to boil. Soft footsteps behind you made you whip your head around, your eyes settling on Jack. 

You immediately flushed at what he was wearing. A pair of grey sweatpants, no shirt and bunny slippers. You couldn’t help but look at his bare chest. He was all shredded muscles and perfectly carved abs. Duh, he’s a super soldier, you thought. 

“What are you still doing awake?” He asked, your eyes flicking up to meet his.

“I-I could ask you the same thing.”

He shot a glance at the steaming kettle, “couldn’t sleep, I guess.” 

“Same here,” you nodded, your gaze once again slipping to his bare stomach. 

He smirked, knowing full well where your gaze was. The words tumbled out before he could stop them, “like what you see?”

You instantly hid your face in your hands, trying to avoid looking at him. Jack cursed himself—he was normally so composed, so in control of himself. Yet, he couldn’t stop himself. 

“Jack!” You squealed, voice going up an octave. 

He laughed slightly, “hey, I’m just teasing.”

He wanted to say that he also liked what he saw, but he thought that was a little too far given your current state. Still, he thought you looked gorgeous. In your pyjamas, hair a complete mess, looking all sleepy and cute. 

“S-still,” you mumbled, finally peeling your hands away from your face. You grabbed a mug from the cupboard and set a teabag in it, “I’m too tired for this.”

Jack backed off for now, deciding to give you a reprieve you from his teasing. The image of you all flustered and trying to hide your face was burned into his mind, and it would suffice for tonight. 

—

Combat training was your favorite part of the week, making every Monday somewhat bearable. Usually, you would pair off with Ana or Angela, given they were around the same skill level as you. 

Today, though, Morrison had claimed you before you could even say anything. As soon as he announced the two of you would be partners, your face was pink tinted and all thoughts left your brain. 

“So, what do you want to work on first?” Jack stretched his shoulders. He was wearing a pair of track pants and a tight blue Overwatch shirt that clung to his abs. 

Memories of the other night in the kitchen filled your brain, setting a fire inside you. “I could use s-self defense practice,” you admitted. 

“Okay, I have a few ideas then.”

Before you knew it, he was positioned behind you, grabbing your hips tightly. He tugged you towards him slightly, your hips slamming against his. You let out a soft whine, instantly pressing a hand over your mouth. 

Jack mumbled in your ear, “too much for you?”

You shook your head quickly, grateful that he couldn’t see how hot and sweaty your face was. “I-I can keep g-going,” your voice was an octave higher. 

You tried to focus on anything but the pressure of his hips against yours, his hard chest on your back, his warm hands on your hips. 

“Okay,” he said and moved an arm up to around your shoulders, and stretched the other around your waist. “So if I were to do this, what would you do?”

He gripped you tight enough to pick you up off of the ground. His touch was so intense it was hard to concentrate, taking you a minute before you could remember the steps. 

You twisted in his grip, ducking under the arm on your shoulder and using it as leverage to turn him around. You held it tightly behind his back. 

“Good, really good,” his praise made you flush, “but you have to be faster than that in the field.”

In an instant, he broke free of your grip and threw you over his shoulder. He tossed you into the ground, cradling the back of your head and the small of your back as he did to break your fall. You landed with a soft groan, Jack on top of you. 

His face was only a few inches from yours, a smirk plastered on his face. Your heart raced in your chest, hammering against your rib cage. The blood rushed to your face. There was no way he didn’t notice how flustered you were. 

“You’re cute when you’re flustered,” he noted. 

Blood roared in your ears. You squeezed your eyes shut and tried to move your hands to cover your face, but he was holding them down.

“Ah, ah, ah,” he tsked. “Why are you trying to hide from me?”

You shook your head, eyes still closed. “I-I’m not.”

“Then why can’t you look at me?” 

“Cause you’re so close to me!” 

He laughed, letting go of your hands, “I thought you’d like this position.”

That was your breaking point. Your heart raced faster, so fast it was almost painful, and your breath caught in your throat. You couldn’t speak, you couldn’t breathe. Your skin was unbearably hot, as if it would melt off your bones any second.

“Y/n?” Jack backed off, “are you okay?”

He blinked at you, waiting for you to respond. When you didn’t, he completely got off of you. You managed to take in one, gasping breath before everything went dark. 

—

You woke up in the infirmary, a blanket wrapped around you. Your head spun, and when you opened your eyes, there were four Jack’s sitting on the end of your bed. You blinked a few times, and all but one of them disappeared. 

Jack was staring at you with a mix of caution and excitement. “How are you feeling?”

“G-good, I think.”

“Good,” he sighs in relief. “Ana would have killed me if you weren’t.”

“What even happened?”

“You fainted,” he said. “I’ve never seen anyone get so flustered from sparring before.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, “you’re a jerk. I know what you’ve been doing—and it’s mean!”

“It’s not my fault you look so cute when you’re embarrassed!”

Your face flushed again, and Jack looked at you cautiously. “You’re not going to faint again, are you?” He asked. 

“I-I don’t think so, why?”

“Because I can’t kiss you if you pass out.”

Your face burned, but your heart still beat normally. “Y-you really want to kiss me?”

He answered by cupping your cheek and closing the distance between the two of you. His lips smashed against yours, sending electric shocks down your spine. You moved against him and tangled a hand in his hair. 

“You’re sure you’re not going to pass out?”

You tugged on his shirt, “shut up,” and kissed him again. 

[korkusts]

No pie for soldier.

[overwatchdaily]

Me when I play solider 76 and not a girl

[okaedit]

Soldier gay/mlm icons, F2U

credit / reblogs always appreciated

[ohwyrmm]

CAUTION: DOG BITES

I need Hanzo to neuter Proteus' ai/robo ass with his teeth and then make him sleep outside in a cartoon doghouse.

[ovwechoes]

DPS Boys & Headcanons!

It's finally arrived; each of the OVW DPS girls have plans to attend a concert, but who would they each go see? These are my personal headcanons (SFW)!

My post with my DPS female headcanons can be found on my profile! Any and all thoughts are welcome, and because this post is a littleee lengthy I've put it under the cut <3

Bastion: Bastion enjoys music, but not enough to bring him to a concert. He doesn't mind if Torbjorn or Brigitte invites him along, but he's too afraid of how busy concerts can be to attend incase it triggers his PTSD.

Cole Cassidy / Cassidy: Similarly to Ashe, he enjoys country music and would love to see artists such as Johnny Cash, Willie Nelson, and Chris Stapleton. He would do anything to attend one of their concerts, even build his own time machine. He's not too picky though, and he's happy to see whatever band or whoever he can live as it's something he's always enjoyed (and probably always will, even if it's not with the deadlock gang anymore).

Genji Shimada / Genji: I can imagine Genji loves to indulge in music that blends classic japanese styles with pop, hip hop and jazz. He's an introvert by nature though, so it would have to take a lot for him to go to a concert and bring himself to see them with so many people around. Artists like Nujabes, Kitaro and Bonobo would most likely be at the top of his list for who he wants to see live. He appreciates artists who blend Japanese instruments with soothing rhythms and technological beats, it makes him feel as though he's seen through the music and it's something he values.

Hanzo Shimada / Hanzo: Alongside Genji, I can imagine he appreciates artists who are developing the sound of Japanese instruments and blending them with pop and other genres. However, I think he would lean more so towards traditional Japanese performances; it would bring him back to a time when he was younger and more innocent, and it would remind him of his life before the mistakes and choices he made changed everything. He would do what he could to watch Taiko Drumming performances live and to feel the music pound through his feet. I can imagine that he would also aim to go to musical adaptations of Japanese movies, like studio ghibli ones, to enjoy the musical aspect in person. It's something that would calm him and quiet the thoughts that plague his mind and remind him of his guilt.

Jamison Fawkes / Junkrat: I can imagine Junkrat is the type to listen to every genre; if something tickles his brain in the right way, he loves it. He especially would love punk rock, like The Offspring and System of a Down, but also anarchist artists who have politically charged lyrics like Rage Against The Machine. He'd do anything to see them live, and would probably pickpocket everyone there with him.

Gabriel Reyes / Reaper: Reaper is old school, he's an old man. He likes his metal music and his dark, moodly classics, such as Marilyn Manson, Nine Inch Nails, Slipknot, Korn and Tool. He would be the type to stand in the crowd and watch the mosh pits happening, without really doing anything other than tapping his foot and drinking. He appreciates the music of course but in his own way that scares everyone off around him.

John Francis "Jack" Morrison / Soldier: 76: Jack's taste in music is definitely influenced by his upbringing in Minnesota; he loves blues, jazz and gospel music despite not being entirely religious (or as religious as he used to be, before the soldier program). As such, he would definitely try to see Duke Ellington, Thelonious Monk, and Count Basie at least one last time before anything happened to him and prevented him from doing so, even just for old time's sake and for nostalgia. He views them as traditional American musicians, and would do what he could to see them live (if he has the chance to of course).

Torbjörn Lindholm / Torbjörn: Torb would be the type to enjoy classic rock and alternative folk music; it's something you'd hear in his home constantly while he works. He's at an age where he's been to enough concerts, and doesn't feel the need to anymore especially when he has more work to complete with undoing the harm he believes he's caused (via the omnic wars). If he was asked if he could see anyone in an alternate universe without any limits, he would struggle to pick between Led Zeppelin, Deep Purple, Sabaton and Buddy Guy.

I hope these are accurate and if you have any opinions, please send them my way! My asks are open to anything and everything overwatch related <3