#Pharah x Reader

[wisteriaiswriting]

𝔻ℙ𝕊 𝔻𝕒𝕥𝕖 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

Type of date | Location | Are they romantic? | How much money will they spend | What happens after | Blurb

Words: 3161

Due to Ashe being, well Ashe. You’d think she wouldn’t do dates or much romance, but surprisingly yes! Much preferring calmer and simple dates.

Has set up your private room at her base, [Whether you live there or just visit] so she’ll set up in there.

She has very little experience, but with you she tries, and often succeeds. Flirts a lot, but you get all her real attention.

During her Deadlock days she’s gathered a pretty penny, and she’s willing to spend plenty of that on you. Even if you deny her, it won’t stop her.

Absolutely adores when you cuddle up to her, holding you back and closer. All the while making sure both of you are comfortable before falling asleep herself.

***

Ashe’s day was rough, and returning to you made the world around her seen non existant. Able to fall into your arms and the many, many blankets. Tugging you closer into her arms as she got under them.

Quickly enough she noticed your breathing evening out, looking just in time to see your eyes shut. Only able to chuckle at that, she just arrived and you were already out like a light.

Leaning down to leave a gentle kiss on your forehead, pulling away, and in the dim lighting was barely able to see the mark she left. Her thumb brushed over it as she thought.

It didn’t take long for her to do it again. And again.

If he’s being honest here, he had and still does, no clue what to do. But likely he found something, and that was heading out for a drink and maybe some food.

Mostly takes you to some bars and a few pubs when hungry.

He tries, and comes off real smooth yet kinda awkward. (He hasn’t done this in a while.)

Has very little to his, nothing legally. So he won’t spend much of the little he still has, but he will steal anything for you. (Be the distraction, please.)

Still awkward, but now he’s calmed down a bit. He’ll walk you to your residence before asking for a second date.

***

“C’mon now darlin’, don’t let this old dog down.” There he went again. You weren’t sure what would happen if he had a few drinks, but definitely not a flirty drunk. But luckily enough he stuck with you no matter what.

Also meaning you were subjected to all his flirting.

“Cassidy, again, you brought me here.”

“Did I? I mean why wouldn’t I, a catch like you with me, obviously.”

She’ll adapt to what you enjoy, but if she was given the choice it would be a movie.

While she would prefer staying at home or base, wanting your time together to be, well together. Although she wouldn’t be against the movie theatre.

Has no experience. But throughout your time together and even before, she’s always learning, especially what you prefer.

It’s likely Winston finds out and gives her the money. Using that on snacks and tickets if needed. Otherwise most of it is spent on you.

Will walk you to your room before leaving, finding Winston or Mercy to talk about it.

***

“Echo!” Turning around to find Winston making his way closer, one hand was closed, holding something likely for her.

“Oh Winston!”

“I was informed about the date, and was able to gather these.” He dropped the things into her open ones, revealing plenty of money. Especially more than enough in notes to pay for anything needed.

“Thank you, I’m sure Y/N will also appreciate the help.” With that she floated off, on her way to your room. Now she had this, all she needed to do was confirm with you.

He’ll drag you to a nearby arcade. But if you’re up in Japan he’ll bring you to one he frequented as a child / teen.

Either place will be loud, bright and flashy. Unless you become uncomfortable with anything he’ll actually enough the kids.

Hasn’t really lost his spark, but due to his death and scarring he might need some help.

Has a bit more than needed, so he’s paying for the whole night. Please don’t try to argue with him.

Afterwards he’ll take you out for food, your choice.

***

Compared to the cold winds outside Genji’s metal hand felt warm, likely from your own heat. Never changing or letting go when you entered the arcade, only pulling you around the place.

And you’d think someone who fights for his life almost every day would be able to win at a basic claw machine, right?

Well you’d be wrong. You watched as he failed time after time before almost giving up, before he finally caught one. It was small and simple but he beamed at you while holding it towards you.

It was a cute [Favourite animal] that held a heart, and there were plenty of other animals inside. Once he realized, now not focused on yours, he was determined to have a matching one.

He’ll much prefer something calming but able to be sentimental, like painting together.

Depending on the activity you’ll either stay home or go to a private studio for the time.

Has very little experience, he tries by giving you gifts. (Please let him know it works.)

He will spend plenty of money on the tools and wood, willing to get anything for the date and you.

You’ll be walked back to your house / room, and when he gets back to his own he’ll place all your gifts onto their dedicated shelf.

***

The day was spent just silently hanging out together. He sat across from you doing his own thing, which used a few tools. All had been brought in a small bag. While you continued doing your own hobby.

About an hour goes by before he moves from his spot. Turning around to gain your attention, using his empty hand to open your own. As he did his face became red and he looked away slightly.

Only looking back to place the item in your open palm. Which turned out to be a small wooden bow that he just carved. But before you could pull your hand away he also placed a few more things next to the bow.

Revealing them to be smaller, also carved arrows. Each one had either your names or your initials engraved.

This man would be the death of you.

He’ll drag you into his workshop, whether you join him or watch he doesn’t mind.

As a criminal he can’t go very far, so you’ll stay in his workshop.

He fully believes he’s romantic, tries but ultimately fails. Has no clue what he is actually doing.

Jamison has almost none, but he can’t use it anyways.

Being secretive the whole time pays off, even if he almost blew it many times. Showing off his project while beaming.

***

For the first few hours you willingly stayed with Jamison in his workshop. But after a while it was clear he wasn’t going to let you see, so without him noticing you left. The rest of your time was spent sitting outside the room while you heard him working away.

Before you knew it he had left the room, almost rushing past you. Luckily turning around in time.

“Oi, why’d you leave?”

“Takin’ to long Jami.”

“Well don’t do that…” He started pouting while reaching into his pocket, pulling out a small box. Placing it into your hands.

“Go on, open it!” Which you would, except there was no way to. Spinning it around until you heard a ‘click.’ The lid opened revealing a small heart rising and spinning, made of scraps and crappily coloured in different shades of red.

“So?”

“I love it Jami.” Leaning over to give him a quick kiss.

She focuses on getting to know you rather than an activity or certain place, wanting you to do the same.

You’ll spend that with each other and away from the others, likely at her place or a nearby yet kinda private park.

Due to, you know, being frozen for years, she doesn’t have much experience, even before that but she tries.

The most she spends is on any food and drinks, but is willing to spend more if needed.

Not much, but she won't let you go until you accept the snacks she made for you.

***

It had been hours since you arrived at Mei’s place, and it was finally time to leave. But it was clear she didn’t want you to leave yet, though she wouldn’t stop you. Surely you have plenty of things to be doing.

As she watched you walk off she suddenly remembered her gifts, the cookies!

“Y/N, wait!” And you did, letting you grab what she needed before rushing out. In her hands were a container, only able to see when she got closer. It was full of cookies.

“I made these earlier, almost forgot.” She giggled as she spoke, flushing red.

“Thank you.”

She much prefers simple and calmer date ideas. Turns out building Legos is a good idea, one she should’ve done earlier.

She’ll have you both sitting in the living room, making sure you’re both comfortable as possible. With enough lightning and the tv as background noise.

Work has always gotten in the way of any romance she’s ever tried, so the only things she knows are from asking Ana. But she still tries, even if they cause her to flush red.

Is absolutely willing to spend plenty on different sets. She makes sure you can finish any set you want.

Helping you find the best placement for them. When you leave she takes pictures and sends them to Ana, fully prepared for any teasing from her.

***

When you entered the first thing you saw was another Lego set, it was from the botanical collection. Specifically the Orchids. All built and setting in a [favourite colour] vase. Footsteps pulling you from the scene.

In the doorway stood Fareeha, frozen while her face quickly became red.

“I can explain,” Stepping forwards as she spoke, taking your hands into her own. “I am aware we built some yesterday, but I saw these and they reminded me of you.”

Everyone assumes it’s a meeting, unaware (Except for Sombra) of what is really happening. Just you two spending quality time in silence doing your favourite activities.

He’ll have it set up in a private meeting room further down from the others, or invites you to his room.

Has plenty of experience (Had a wife) so he has learnt his love languages, being acts of service and quality time, although only with you.

Doesn’t need to spend any of his money but will buy anything you want or need for your hobby.

He’s a knitter, so before he leaves he’ll hand you the item he made. Please find him later for thank you cuddles, he will melt, literally.

***

A hand dropped onto your shoulder, if you weren’t a Talon agent it would’ve taken you down. But the metal claws gave away who they belonged to.

“Meeting room 6.” Smoke covered the area as he left, not wanting to stay around longer than necessary. Listening, you also left the area, everyone quickly became quiet.

The room's lights were off, the only light being a lamp behind him and the curtains pulled slightly open. Across the table sat Gabriel, gauntlets removed and thrown next to the yarn.

He was part way through knitting something, a stack of already finished squares. Just next to them sat the items for [activity], seemingly ready for you to start. And start you did, both of you sitting in silence for the next few hours.

She’ll spend a few hours setting up the perfect movie night, snacks, blankets and a selection of movies or shows.

All this will be set up in your shared bedroom so neither of you will have to walk far for any reason.

She’s aware she’s trying to be romantic, just unsure if it’s succeeding. (It has been for a while.)

The only money she’ll need to spend is on the snacks, buying all your favourites.

Likely one of you two will fall asleep during your bingeing, with the other following soon after.

***

You were both on your 3rd movie after finishing a while 4 seasons of an old yet interesting tv show. But by now your eyes started to hurt from all the lights, and your eyelids were starting to shut.

You knew you couldn’t prevent yourself from falling asleep, especially when you were so comfortable. Vivian had set up everything, so she was aware this would happen and was prepared.

She let you lean onto her, wrapping her own arms around you. And when your eyes finally shut, breathing evened out she leaned over and gave you a quick and gentle kiss. Finally following shut, letting the movie play as background noise.

He enjoys simpler date ideas, the chosen one being a walk in the park. Managing to find a quiet and pretty empty day.

While the majority of your time is spent in the park, he’ll take you to a nearby food place. Ice cream or anything else you might crave.

He doesn’t have as much experience as he lets on due to work, he knows what to do. Just a little awkward about it.

For the chosen dates he won’t need much but is willing to splurge a little during so.

If it’s late enough he’ll take you out to lunch or dinner.

***

The air gained a slight chill whenever it passed you, causing Jack to lend you his jacket, sticking close even then. Without realizing the end of the trail arrived, letting both of you stand outside the park.

He looks up before down at his watch, looking for the time. Apparently it wasn’t late enough to finish just yet, so he invited you out for lunch.

“How about lunch, I’ll pay?”

Of course you accepted, free lunch and time spent with Jack. A win-win situation.

She tries as much as possible to keep you away from Talon, so she takes you to a concert of your choice.

The stadium is large and unsurprisingly loud, but she makes sure you feel comfortable during all of this.

Is much more flirty rather than romantic, but can be romantic if either of you feel like it.

There’s no need for money when she has everything at her fingertips, although if you really want to she will.

She’ll ‘book’ you two a shared hotel room, putting off returning to Talon. Also wanting to spend time with you.

***

“Ángel~” Her voice would’ve shocked you if she didn’t already blind you with her hands over your eyes. “I have a present for you, and I know you’ll love it!”

The air became cold but only in parts around you. Although she didn’t move it seemed everything else had. The once silent air changed, people talking, walking, even cars were driving.

Her hands were removed revealing the new location. It was a stadium, but not for their normal sports game. Banners and posters showed your favourite band/singer, as they were playing here, today!

And Olivia brought you here, you needed to thank her somehow.

***

Ángel - Angel

She plans everything for a fancy dinner date, willing to compromise for something just as fancy but smaller for your comfort.

As long as the place is fancy to a certain degree and has food you both eat she’s willing to have a date there.

Her romantic won’t be noticeable to others, if so won’t be taken as romance. But she prefers acts of kindness, helping you with work and grabbing you things.

While she’s willing to spend a lot on you and your hobbies she does have a limit, although it is pretty high.

Afterwards she’ll have someone drive you both to your place, making sure you’re able to get inside before asking for a second date.

***

As the car slowed to a stop her hand lifted off yours, holding it during the ride. You knew not to open the door, quickly finding out her habit of opening it for you. Only doing it for you though, but neither of you would change that.

When the door was opened she reached for your hand, gently helping you out. Again, her hand didn’t let go of yours until you stepped inside.

“I hope you enjoyed tonight, as I want to ask for another.”

Of course you agreed.

She’ll take you to the movie theater to watch a movie of your choice.

Will go to the theater but also enjoys having home movie nights.

Often enough she’s interrupted by giggling, but she can and has been romantic.

She lets you see the amount, being enough for popcorn, drinks and the tickets.  Before surprising you by buying you both some candy.

On the way home she’ll be ranting about the movie whether it was good or bad. When you both get home she’ll continue on while making sure you’re listening, that’s by trapping you in a cuddle session.

***

“C’mon Love!” Her hand had slipped and was holding onto your wrist instead, but she didn’t let go. The line was surprisingly short, only being a family and a few teenagers so you got to the counter quickly.

“What do you wanna watch?” A quick glance at the options revealed a few good ones, except one stood out.

“How about [Movie]?”

“Yeah, two tickets for [Movie] please!” She continued ordering, getting popcorn and drinks. At first you thought she wasn’t going to get candy, only after she ordered everything else did she get some. Both of you getting cups to choose your candy.

“C’mon then, can’t miss any scenes!”

As she is a known criminal she won’t be able to take you very far, but will go stargazing with you.

The chosen hill is far enough from the Talon base but still safe enough, especially when with her.

She tries to be romantic, won't ever be the best due to her transformation but she tries for you.

For any date there won’t be any need for money.

If you’re not part of Talon she’ll make sure you get home safe, if so then she’ll walk you to your room.

***

The air has grown cold, but never becomes freezing. Staying at a comfortable kind of cold, the kind Amélie had grown used to over the years so it didn’t bother her. Yet it affected you, you shivered slightly as if trying to hide it from her.

You should know better by now, when it comes to you she won’t miss a single detail. Wrapping her arms around you, pulling you closer. When you shivered ceased she let you return to watching the stars.

And instead of doing the same her eyes never left your figure. To her you seemed to shine brighter than those stars.

[jailbird-junkrat-writes]

Overwatch Characters Love Languages P3

Pharah Physical touch, trust me, she adores holding her partner's hand, picking them up, holding them close, lifting them to see things they’ve never seen before. Forehead kisses, either giving or getting them, makes her weak.

Rammattra Acts of service  He would do anything for those he cares about and he expects that level of dedication from his partner. He does not demand from his loved one but he wants total equality in his relationships. A very ‘give as good as you get’ sort of being. 

Reaper Quality time Might come as a surprise but Reaper enjoys being around the person he has feelings for. He might not talk alot, or be too busy to do much with his partner but he enjoys the comfort of being one another's shadow when in the safety and comfort of his own space.

Reinhardt Acts of service and physical touch He loves picking up his partner like they weigh nothing, twirling them around. He is 100% the partner that will dance around the kitchen with you. He will also do as many things as he can to make your life easier. 

Roadhog Quality time A man of few words but he’s grown so used to having someone glued to his hip that he doesn’t think he can go without it again. He just likes to exist in the same space as his partner, being the one to listen and nod. So used to being the passive voice in any situation.

[froggibus]

Pride - Soldier 76, Pharah, Baptiste, Tracer, Venture & Lifeweaver

Pairings: Soldier 76 x gn! reader, Pharah x gn! reader, Baptiste x gn! reader, Tracer & Emily x gn! reader, Venture x gn! reader, Lifeweaver x gn! reader

Genre: fun fluffy hcs

Summary: how it would be going to pride w your queer fav

CW: nonspecific relationship w the heroes, canon sexualities/genders, lots of fun pride stuff, pride festival, Soldier being an old man

sorry hi i know pride month is over but i really wanted to include it in our event so here it is! i really wanted to include lucio & other fun characters here but it was so much writing i only did the ones who are canonically queer!

This is part of my Summer Suntacular event, come check it out!

Soldier 76:

not his first Pride, won’t be his last

he’s probably a little wistful the whole time, since he last attended with Vincent

his grumpy old man demeanor drops for a day and he actually lets himself enjoy it

all the young people there LOVE him and he ends up ‘adopting’ at least three kids

reminisces the whole time and probably says “back in my day” at least once

you may have to convince him to actually indulge in fun stuff like temp tattoos and flags

but then he gets SUPER into it and drags you around to get as much stuff as possible

gets hit on at least once by someone half his age and his face is an INFERNO for like ten minutes afterwards

wants to get drinks and appetizers at a bar after and chat about your day

will let you take one (1) picture of the two of you to commemorate it

(he’ll definitely keep the picture in his wallet—but he’ll never tell you)

Pharah:

not her first Pride either, but she doesn’t go very often cause she’s married to her work

wears her sexy ass leather jacket even though it’s probably boiling outside

“Fareeha you’re going to boil in that”

“Don’t be ridiculous, this is my summer leather”

gets one temp tattoo of the lesbian flag on her cheek and that’s it for her

shows it off in every single picture the two of you take together 

doesn’t take many of her own pictures but will indulge you for every one of yours

her strong ass will let you ride on her shoulders to see any performances you want

or if you’re not cool with that, she has no shame and will body her way through the crowd to help you get a better view

loves fruity rainbow drinks and will always have one in her hand

wears her aviators even after the sun goes down

definitely checks if Baptiste is doing anything & tries to set up a rendezvous with him at a club later

she is THE most fun to party with if you’re able to pry her away from her work

Baptiste:

more than likely his first Pride  (at least, since he’s been out of the closet)

probably ended up attending a few before and hanging out in the med tent as an ally

if he wasn’t going with you, Pharah would’ve 10000% taken him with her

super excited to be taking you with him this year 

and to actually be partaking in the celebrations

covers both of you in those cute rainbow temporary tattoos

like they’re EVERYWHERE

total mom friend—he has water, tylenol & advil, wet wipes, snacks, sunscreen & anything else you could possibly need

that doesn’t mean he’s not indulging in any fun colourful drinks at the bars later tho

indulges in any free things offered with him

and totally ends the day with like ten different friendship bracelets

wants to take pictures of EVERYTHING and ends up with a million selfies of the two of you

you’re out from 11am to 3am & you bet your ass he’s waking you up at noon the next day for brunch

wants to go next year & hand out little care bags to everyone you meet

Tracer:

her and Emily insist on taking you with them

they go every year so long as Lena isn’t working (rare)

they (Emily) have got everything figured out, so you can just chill and come along with them

Lena totally goes all out with her outfits & insists you all match somehow

they bring a digital camera to take lots & lots of pictures of everything

prepare to be outside from dawn till dusk

Lena probably gets recognized a few times and takes pictures with every person who asks

she buys a TON of memorabilia and will absolutely buy anything you look at for you

even tho she’s probably tried everything they have to offer, she wants to make sure you also try it

Emily has to stop and remind her to slow down and to eat/drink

they have some cute tradition where they go to the restaurant they want to on their first date & have some drinks and appetizers

even tho it’s their thing, they’ll gladly invite you along & make sure you’re included

and if you’re into it, Lena will absolutely try to play matchmaker for you so you’re not lonely

Venture:

huge dork ass LOVES Pride

they’re a little awkward cause of the big crowds & stuff, but deep down they thrive on it

not nearly as out there with their outfit as Tracer, but they’ll definitely dress according to theme

makes their own little bags of crystals to give out to friends they make there + coordinates them according to different pride flags

makes an extra special one for you too to thank you for coming with them

buys ice cream whenever they see a stand & offers to share with you 

at least one child asks them if they’re a boy or a girl

Sloan just shrugs at them

despite their awkwardness, everybody you meet there LOVES Sloan & they end the day with a million different pins + friendship bracelets

anytime there’s something cool, they want to take a pic with you in front of it

even just random fountains and stuff

if someone’s performing, they HAVE to go and at least check it out, but you’ll probably get dragged into watching a long ass magic show

they might take you for a drink and a snack after, but they’re not the type to go to a club or anything

more than likely they want to have a game night or marathon some movies at home to unwind afterwards

Lifeweaver:

not his first Pride, but the first one he’s been able to enjoy since leaving Vishkar

the most well dressed & insists on dressing you as well

weaves flowers & plants through his hair to make a pretty rainbow (and will do the same for you if you ask!)

lots & lots of biodegradable glitter that he made himself

wants to get there super early to offer his aid to any of the med stations set up & give them his number incase they need him

brings his own biodegradable confetti and gives bags to all the stands to hand out

loves live performances & wants to attend each one

he WILL be dancing and expects you to dance with him, no matter how awkward you feel

usually the best at remembering his sunscreen & water but probably forgets until he starts to feel the effects

wants to stay until everything shuts down and make sure everything is cleaned up correctly

so many pictures that your face will hurt from smiling for the cameras by the end of the day

his Instagram story is probably filled with those same pics

if anyone compliments his hair, he WILL offer to braid theirs with flowers for them on the spot

takes you out to a nice dinner before you guys go home

Summer Suntacular | Masterlist | Overwatch Masterlist

(if you enjoy content like this, interactions go a long way! comments, likes & rbs are always greatly appreciated ^-^ !!)

[kiwi-on-ice]

Kinktober 2024 day 20: Wax Play with Pharah

fem reader, NSFW 18+

Also contains: soft dom!fareeha

"Please tell me if it gets too much."

You smile at your lover’s worry, as she prepares the candle wax. She lifts it and lets it drip onto her arm, testing the temperature before she deems it suitable, and turns to you with an interested glint in her eyes.

She’d wanted to try something new in the bedroom, and after some time researching you’d selected wax play as a fun new sensation to try.

The red candle shines softly in the low light of your bedroom, the usually dangerous colour now burning with the shade of passion as she plants soft kisses on your shoulder. Lying on your stomach, you hum softly in appreciation, before she lifts up the candle and tilts it a little.

Wax drips down onto your back, causing a soft gasp to escape. She shushes you softly, rubbing your shoulder with one hand as the wax drips again.

“Doing so well for me baby.” She coos, watching with interest as the wax dries on your skin.

You grin at her praise, arching your back a little for her, which makes her laugh. “You’re certainly eager.”

This time, she holds the candle a little closer to your skin as the wax drips, the sensation hotter and more intense. This time a soft whimper escapes you, pressing your thighs together eagerly. She tuts and slaps your outer thigh a little harshly.

“You know what I said, legs spread.”

A shiver runs up your spine at her words, you’d forgotten how intimidating Fareeha can be when she wants to be. Her strong frame towers over you as she smirks, which widens when you obey her and spread your thighs back open.

She rewards you by dropping wax directly on your asscheek, once again you gasp and bite your lip. Your pussy throbs, but you keep as still as you can.

Wanting to increase the sensation, she moves the candle downwards, now dripping on your thigh. You whine softly, about to beg before another large quantity lands dangerously close to your inner thigh. The slight burn makes your eyes roll back in ecstasy, so desperate now for anything she’ll give you.

“Turn around for me.”

You obey without hesitation, and you’re barely flat on your back before she pours more on your stomach, the sensitive area making you twitch.

“Fareeha…” you say softly, and she smirks.

“What? Desperate?”

You nod, before she hums in thought. “If you can take all of the wax left, I’ll let you cum on my tongue. What about that?”

When she hears your affirmation, she grins and begins to drip a trail from your stomach to your hips to your thighs, revelling in your squirms and little noises.

Soon, the candle is practically all gone, and she disposes of the burnt wick before coming back. She marvels at the mess of your skin, red wax dried into a beautiful tapestry of art on your sweating skin. As your hips buck at nothing, she hums in thought.

You have been good…but she did buy two candles.

[pochipop]

＃OVERWATCH !! ♡ — COMING BACK HOME TO YOU.

#. synopsis! — how they greet you after being gone for a bit .

#. characters! — pharah, moira, tracer, sombra, ashe .

#. warnings! — none .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw), @hhoneypop (moodboards) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

＃ PHARAH (FAREEHA) !! ♡

In spite of the soreness and the body aches from parading around in her heavy armor for the last few weeks, Fareeha’s face lights up with a smile the moment she sets her eyes on you. All those restless nights on duty simmer out to a distant memory now that she’s seen your face again. She doesn’t care who's around to see as she pulls you in, hugging you tightly, —almost crushingly (in a good way.) You bury your face in her chest, taking in her scent and her body’s natural warmth. In the embrace, she revels in your presence, allowing herself the time to reacclimate to your affection in lieu of the harsher conditions of battle. Though she’s trained long and hard to be the top-notch soldier that she is now, it’s hard to deny the downsides of her job now that she has someone waiting for her back home. The drawbacks aren’t enough to keep her on the ground forever, at least not right now, but one day she knows there’ll be a time when she returns, and it will be the last. The frontlines won’t call her name any longer. . . But you will. And you’ll let her hold you all the same. She leans in to kiss you, cradling your cheeks in her calloused hands, mumbling how much she’s missed you against your lips, and in a rare lack of stubbornness, she won’t argue when you tell her she should go and get some much-needed rest.

＃ MOIRA !! ♡

Moira doesn’t like to be fussed over, but she’s not beyond affection. Not in private, at least. Upon her return, she’ll take her time tying up any loose ends from the mission, walking through the labs on three hours of sleep at most, but her mind still sharp as ever. It’s incredible, really, the force that woman is even on the worst of days. She’ll make you wait until her work-related tasks have all been handled appropriately, —and then she’ll finally turn her attention to her sweet, lovesick angel who’s been waiting so long for her arrival. When she does, it’s almost like the weight of the world falls away, both from your shoulders and her own. She may not show it outwardly, but you can tell by the way her body loses the majority of its tension that she’s relieved, at least in part, to be home with you. The intensity of her focus is always the same, whether it falls on one of her experiments, or on you, —the one who waits so patiently for her to come back. There’s a warmth in her eyes when she looks at you that she seldom shows with others, and it leaves you weak in the knees. Although Moira isn’t keen on the over-the-top reunion sort of greeting, she’ll welcome you into her arms once the two of you are alone, and she’ll have no problem kissing you deeply, if only to remind you that she truly does love you, even if saying it isn’t her strongest suit.

＃ TRACER (LENA) !! ♡

Lena doesn’t waste a single moment from the second her two feet hit the ground. Any thoughts of a relaxing cup of warm tea or a hot shower to soothe the lingering aches are drowned out entirely by her tunnel visioned desire to see and hold you as soon as humanly possible. She’s been thinking of you the entire time, especially so since she began the journey back home, every inch of her just thrumming with excitement. The instant she sees your face, she meets your gaze with a wide, happy smile and dashes over, arms wide open to wrap them around your frame. She showers your face in a cascade of peppered kisses, hoping they might get her point across better than murmuring “I missed you” a thousand times over ever could. You giggle at the display, and she keens at the sound, —it’s like a long overdue melody that soothes all the bruises littering her skin. It’s all too easy to get lost in the togetherness, and Lena practically melts at the feeling your lips pressed against her own in an ardent kiss. Sure, she loves her job. She loves helping people, loves saving the day, —loves being a hero for those who need it. But at the end of all things, she knows the fulfillment of going on missions will fade one day, and when she’s left only with the bliss of savoring your lips on hers. . . Well, she thinks she’ll be just fine.

＃ SOMBRA (OLIVIA) !! ♡

For all the things she is, Olivia has never been particularly sentimental. She plays life fast and loose, taking risks that no one else will, —and sometimes it’s just for the sake of it. Still, she comes back and it’s like she left a little part of herself in your hands the entire time, hoping you’d keep it safe and secure. Though she teases you for tearing up or openly admitting that you missed her, there’s always an unspoken admission that she feels the same way, even if she’s a little too proud to say it. She isn’t too proud, however, to hold you close, —tightly enough to convey all the feelings she bottles up to keep herself from looking like a fool, stumbling over pathetic attempts at confessions of love. It’s easier this way, when you take her playful ribbings for what they are: a love language within themselves. It’s easier when she doesn’t have to bare her soul and strip herself apart for you to believe that she cares. She’ll jest with you about how smitten you are, never losing that nonchalant facade; but in between the lines is a warmth unlike any other. A love like hers really seems to transcend the need for explicit declarations of infatuation, so even when she doesn’t lay overt affection on thick enough for you to drown in, you never doubt that you’ll always be the first to know when she arrives back home.

＃ ASHE !! ♡

When she’s certain that all of her ducks are in a row, Ashe doesn’t mind letting you fawn over her a bit behind closed doors. If you were anyone else, she’d be halfway to biting your head off the moment you smooth your hands over her shoulders, asking if she’s hurt, —if things went well, if she needs anything from you now that she’s back. . . But you aren’t just anyone, and she’s begrudgingly accepted how much she cares for you, even on her worst days. She never goes into much detail about what happens while she’s away. That’s for her to know and you to stop thinking about, but she’ll offer little tidbits every now and again, and she’ll talk to you in that smooth, southern accent that drips just like molasses until she grows tired of the monotony of conversation and shuts you up with her mouth on yours. Words become obsolete, and the warmth of her lips speaks volumes that even prose never could. The unspoken parts of her endeavors might remain locked away, but the sweetness of her affection is an open book. As far as she’s concerned, letting you sit on her lap is proof enough that she’s just fine, and you’ll get the hint sooner or later. You’re a clever one, after all. Above all else, Ashe isn’t keen on living in the past. When things happen, the pieces fall where they may, and she’s long since decided that it’s better to just move forward, closure or not. Needless to say, she’s found that a little make out session never hurts to push the progress onward in that regard, so you can keep her company for a bit before she returns to her typical position, and she’s always sure to make it worth your while.

[darlingmisa]

Overwatch Cuddle hcs

a girls really goin through it rn so heres just a little comfort while I work on other requests <3 (Includes ashe, pharah, mercy)

Ashe

this woman is so touch starved and no one can convince me otherwise.

she's a big cuddler for sure. definitely likes to just hold you any chance she gets.

In bed she switches between any position you can think of. her on your chest or you on hers, big spoon, little spoon, everything.

her favorite though, is having you curled up into her chest, your head tucked right under hers with her arms wrapped tightly around you.

she also loves when you lay on her chest on the couch. its the best feeling in the world to her.

ashe gets cold pretty easily, so you laying on top of her also acts as a blanket, which is a definite bonus.

overall she likes to just have a hand on you at all times. whether that's in your back pocket or securely wrapped around your waist.

Pharah

pharah loves to pretend she isn't fond of cuddles, but you know she secretly loves them

she's the type to wake up absolutely clinging to you.

is always the big spoon, no questions asked. she prefers holding you over being held herself.

she loves when you fall asleep in her arms, it lets her know you feel safe, meaning she's doing something right.

the opposite of ashe, pharah runs hot. very hot. which leaves her sleeping in close to nothing.

it works out though, she loves the feeling of your skin on hers and you love the warmth she gives off.

She's a big woman, so seeing your smaller body curl up next to her in your sleep just melts her heart every time.

Mercy

Mercy love's holding you. It tells her you're safe, even in her sleep.

Not very big on pda but very affectionate in private.

though she enjoys her line of work, she also loves relaxing with you when she returns home.

often runs a bath for you both at the end of the night, she just wants to hold you and clean both of you off after a long day.

absolutely loves when you tangle your legs between hers, pulling her closer in your sleep,

[leorawright]

Happy Valentines Day

I was inspired by the Valentines Voice lines for Overwatch so did a couple hc's/one shots with my favorite ones! (And the only ones I had ideas for lol)

Enjoy lovely people!

Lucio

Lucio has had a crush on you for so long

But today's the day! It's Valentines' day and he's gonna ask you out!

After a little bit of hyping himself up, he walked over to you with a blush dusting his face

"Would you be my uh... my uh... why is this so hard!?"

He didn't know why he couldn't get the words out it was something about your eyes shining at him and your comforting smile

"Your Valentine?"

Lucio was surprised when you spoke up but eagerly nodded upon seeing your warm smile aimed at him.

His smile and blush only grew when you leaned down to press a kiss to his cheek

Today was great

Sigma

Sigma knew the customs of Valentines day so he decided to do something extra special

He started the day by waking you up with breakfast and continued to spoil you throughout the day

He refuses to let you spoil him as according to him "you've already done so much for me, today's my day to do something for you"

And finally, he ended the day with some stargazing on his balcony

It was late but neither you nor Sigma wanted to go back inside

Today had been perfect and Sigma relished the opportunity to spoil you

You were currently leaning against him with your eyes half closed still gazing at the stars

Sigma turned to you and his eyes softened upon seeing your tired state

Right as you feel asleep you felt him press a kiss to your cheek and whisper in your ear "You are my starlight."

Needless to say you fell asleep with a smile on your face

Roadhog

He had been getting frustrated the entire day because Junkrat kept trying to push him to confess to you

Junkrat was fed up with Roadies' silent pining after you and it was Valentine's day! Perfect time to confess in Jamesons' mind!

The two of them were arguing when they turned the corner and ran directly into you

In record time Junkrat disappeared leaving you curious about who Junkrat was pushing Roadhog to confess to

And in that moment Roadhog gave in to his feelings

Roadhog cleared his throat sheepishly before posing the question.

"Wanna see a movie?" He all but whispered glancing away from you

It was certainly a surprise to see a renowned terrorist looking so shy

But of course, you weren't gonna say no!

"Of course!" At your cheerful tone and positive answer Mako quickly turned towards you to make sure you were serious

Upon seeing you were serious he chuckled lowly under his breath before walking away with you to plan you two's date

Ramattra

You and Ramattra had been together for three whole years

And just the other week Ramattra was nearly killed fighting for his people

And it was at the moment that you were double checking that he was properly repaired that he realized that he wanted you beside him and wanted to be beside you for as long as he could

So the next week on Valentine's day when you and Ramattra were alone after a romance-filled day he posed the question to you

It had been a wonderful day that you spent with your omnics boyfriend.

You and Ramattra had equaled spoiled each other and kissed each other more than anyone can count.

But now he seemed uncharacteristically nervous.

When you asked what was wrong he asked you to wait until you two were alone.

You two had just entered your shared apartment when you turned to look at Ramattra with a questioning look.

To your surprise he was on one knee and the second had your attention he said,

"Our lives are short, will you share yours with me?"

You could hear the hope staining his voice as he held out the beautiful ring he bought for you.

After a couple of seconds, you eagerly nodded and Ramattra was overjoyed.

He gently slid the ring onto your hand before leaning down to press his forehead against yours gently.

This was gonna be great.

Widowmaker

She'd been a little insecure the entire day despite it being Valentine's day

You two had been having a good time but Widow's mind kept going back to the conversation she'd had with Reaper

He'd told her she could keep seeing you unless you started to distract in which case Reaper would personally take care of the distraction

Widow knew she could likely stop Reaper if she wanted to but that didn't stop the small amounts of fear from creeping in

So that night when you two were sitting on the couch watching some cheesy romance movie she asked you a quite vulnerable question

"Darling?" Widowmakers' voice drew you out of your sleepy haze

Your gaze immediately focused when you noticed the almost sad look on her face.

"Do you really want to be with me? I can be... dangerous." At the end of her sentence she turned her eyes away from you

Gently you turned her face towards you and kissed her with all the love you harbored for her

"Of course I would no matter the danger." You responded smiling sweetly at Widow

She couldn't stop the smile that creeped over her face as you two feel asleep on the couch together.

Pharah

She wanted to take you on a special date for Valentine's day

She wasn't normally one to celebrate but she found a really good idea and decided to surprise you

And what was that idea you ask? A romantic hot air balloon ride!

When you two arrived at the place where you boarded Pharah had a dinner she was carrying for you two to eat

After seeing how eager you where she couldn't help the teasing remark that slipped out

Once Pharah parked the car and grabbed the basket that contained you two's dinner she started heading towards the venue with the hot air balloons.

She spotted you already in the basket of the air balloon she has rented to surprise you with. Seeing how happy you were and how you glowed in the sunlight she called out in a teasing tone,

"Don't fly away with my heart now!"

Of course no malice was behind her tone and seeing you stick your tongue out at her made her chuckle.

She was so lucky to have you in her life.

Junkrat

You were sad

Today is Valentine's day and yet your boyfriend didn't even seem to notice

He greeted you like normal that morning and continued on about his day as though nothing was out of the ordinary

And after hearing and seeing whatever everyone else was doing for Valentine's day was... disheartening to say the very least

Your only hope was that Junkrat was home in time for some cuddles

Little did you know your boyfriend hadn't forgotten...

You walked in the door to you two's home to see something that made your jaw drop.

There was a huge teddy bear that stretched nearly floor to ceiling. And there was your beloved Jamieson, hanging from the ceiling by wrapping paper and tape trying to wrap the large gift.

He looked down and spotted you and his face broke into a wide grin despite his present not being fully prepared

He threw open his arms and excitedly declared, "Happy Valentine's day!"

Bad idea on his part because the second he finished his sentence his flimsy support snapped and he tumbled to the ground luckily landing on the teddy bear.

Once he got to his feet he was surprised when you suddenly pressed a kiss to his lips.

"Thank you for the present darling."

At the affirmation and pet name Junkrat immediately flushed with pride.

He would never forget a day like this where he gets to surprise you after all!

Echo

She was absolutely estatic to be spending her first Valentine's day with you

Several weeks prior she spent hours looking up different customs and what people normally did for their significant others

She even asked some of the more romantic and suave people she knew for advice

She noticed a lot of this holiday revolved around heats, something she didn't have, but that wouldn't discourage her!

You could see Echo's excitement the entire day as she took you to do all the things she's read as customary and taking you to your favorite places to eat.

You were glad she was so excited but it was all just a bit overwhelming

But for the finale of the night Echo took you on a small boat ride in the sunset as suggested by the internet

She wanted to try and use some of the romantic lines she'd heard used by ending up tweaking it so it made sense to her

Echo turned towards you as you two were adrift and confidently said,

"If I had a heart, it would beat for you!"

It was surprisingly romantic and she had a sweet smile on her face as she watched your reaction.

"Don't worry my heart beats loud enough for the two of us!" You teased causing her to let out a small chuckle.

She could get used to this.

[pink-valkyrie-writes]

Ashe, D.va, and Pharah relationship hc’s

-part 1 is here!

-warnings: fluff, some angst, nsfw

-hope y’all are ready for more, cause I am! Three more of my favs <3

-if you guys want to see more characters, let me know!!

Ashe

-my ganster boo thing oooooh <3

-The deadlock gang and B.O.B was the closest thing she had to a family since her family grew tired and gave up on her. She always kept a tough act knowing she is their leader

-When Ashe first saw you at the local diner on Route 66 before the planned attack. She saw you at the counter ordering a slice of pumpkin pie with a dollop of whipped cream on top and a nice cup of coffee...You looked so content..and pretty

-B.O.B accompanied her as he always did, him noticing her staring at you. She gave him a pout, resting her head in her hand as she leaned on the table. Though B.O.B showed no facial expressions, she knows his body language. She scoffed, “I ain’t saying nothin..”

-He gave her a slight head tilt and she sighed, “Fine,,! But if this goes south, it’s your fault,” she said, flustered already before even getting the chance to even speak to you. As you used your fork to cut into your pie slice, you hear a southern female voice simply saying ,”Hey...” You looked up to see a woman who had winter white hair and stunning red eyes. Naturally you responded with a simple ‘hi’

-Elizabeth sat in the seat next to you and decided to introduce herself to you. Before you know it the two of you having been sitting there for hours, laughing and talking to each other. You also weren’t able to keep track of how many times she has complimented you

-By the end of it, Ashe gave you her number and left with B.O.B. As soon as you went to your motel, you and Elizabeth were texting each other all night long. Ashe laid in her huge bed within her mansion she was able to get from looting and hijacking trains

-The next day you made it home from Route 66 and since then it was constant texting back and forth with you two, even calling each till you fell asleep. But one day she stopped texting, it was odd because she always texted you first thing in the morning. You just decided to wait it out but soon, many days passed and still nothing. You reread and thought about everything you said and texted her to make sure you haven’t said anything to offend her. You felt super confused and nervous..maybe she was busy? maybe she was bored of you?

-Around 2am you wake up from your phone buzzing. You didn’t have time to look at the caller ID. You responded with a groggy, “Hello?”, before you could tell the person you’re sleeping you hear Ashe’s tired voice say, “Hey sugar...How are you?” Her voice alone made you jolt up, “Ashe? Where the hell have you been?!” you whispered yelled, being mindful of the people around you. “I’ve been uh...really busy with working and-” you cut her off, “Well it would be nice to have a heads up, you scared me!”

-”I know I should’ve gave you a text or call but it just happened so soon...Can I pick you up tomorrow? You can send me your address and we can discuss this more in depth and I can better explain myself to you,” she pleaded. Trying not to be stubborn you told her yes so you could back to sleep

-The next day came around and before you know it were greeted with a beaten-up Ashe and B.O.B, “What the hell happened to you?! Are you okay?” You asked as you allowed them to come in. “I’m fine, but we need to talk. Look I think you’re a real nice person and I love all the talks we have..and I would like to take you out on a proper date but there are things you should know”

-Ashe dropped the boom on you that she was part of the deadlock rebels and how she recently have been in a scuffle with an old friend of hers. She laid everything out on the table and was a 100% honest with you

-”Ashe, I know this may seem crazy but..I don’t care about that stuff, I just care that you’re okay and safe, but mostly that you’re here with me. If you are serious about us then I allow one date” 

-well one date became two, then two became 4, and you often found yourself at Elizabeth’s manor with her

-I can see Ashe boss people around for you, she doesn’t want you to lift a single finger inside her large estate. Need laundry done? Someone else is doing it for you. Feeling hungry? She’ll have B.O.B fix you something nice

-She loves board games! They’re a classic way to pass time and definitely gambles money with her gang. If you happen to lose, she won’t force you to give her money- or if a gang member tries to make you pay them she’ll definitely fight them. Yeah it isn’t fair and it’s the rules but it’s her way no matter what

-The gang relies on you to calm Ashe down when she throws a fit, you’re the only one who can calm her down and not throw vases at anyone’s head. She’s so used to going on a rampage of destroying precious china, but now she pulls you into a different room and have you rub her back and rant to you

-Ashe will spoil you rotten, even if you don’t want her to. You’re precious to her and part of her family now. All you will be receiving is designer and real diamonds. Even though she does all of this for you, Ashe loves how you remain humble

nsfw

-bossy top, I’m sure you saw this coming. Ashe loves to be in control and making sure you know who’s boss. Rarely bottoms but if she does she’s a totally power bottom, so just prefers to be on top tbh

-Going back to being spoiled, she loves dressing you up in lingerie, specially pieces thar her colors of black and gold. Ashe loves when you come to her wearing outfits she picked out for you<3

-loves to give and receive oral, but she prefers to 69 so she experiences two things she loves at once. Killing two birds with one stone here, but she also loves when you sit under her desk and give her head. She loves to take risks, and this is definitely one of them

-Her strap game in strong, trust me bro <3

-If someone from her gang flirts with you, you best bet she is going to make the whole house know your hers. Ashe will make sure you show up to meeting the next day with a bunch of hickies along your neck and clavicle area. And no, you can’t wear a turtleneck to cover them up

- Ashe LOVES dirty talk. If you’re nervous or shy about it, she keeps talking till you’re covering your face trying to hide your smile from her

-She’s a cowgirl, only reasonable to ride her! Ashe loves to watch you bounce on her strap, bonus points if you wear her hat <3

-A sucker for slow and sensual sex, Ashe loves you so much and just wants to show that to you

D.va

-fun fact: i didn’t like her for the longest time but now I love her <3 naturally enemies to lovers

-The two of you were highly watch streamers! So being in the community you would think everyone would be friendly? Not exactly. You and the streamer “D.va” have always been head to head.

-Nobody can really pin-point how this competition started but each set of fans knew that you two didn’t like each other. The two of you wouldn’t openly bash each other but comments were thrown here or there

-When a tournament came around, the two of you found out that you be on the same team. You don’t know if this was planned or just to create drama, but you would just have to suck it up play together. Hana was obliviously annoyed when you joined a in a call with your now team. The two of you barely talk to each other during these calls, just talking about the strategy the team should take.

-One time while practicing you ended up as the last person on the team, but the enemy sniped you from far away. Hana was the first one to jump on you, saying how you never pay attention your surroundings and how you should even be in a tournament if you suck. Your fellow teammates were telling her to calm down and to quit being rude but that didn’t stop her. The insults kept coming, you bit your bottom lip from saying anything and left the call

- You sat back in your chair and cried. It was stupid to cry over a video game but there is almost so much you can take. One of your teammates pm’ed you to make sure you were okay. Deciding to not to respond, you turned off you pc and laid in bed and waited to fall asleep.

-Hana cooled down after some time and listened to her teammates yell at her for how she reacted. She decided to pm you a “I’m sorry for how I acted” because if she was gonna be honest, it was stupid to get that mad over a video game. She looked to see you replied with “I don’t believe you :/” She sighed as she decided to call you, sometimes hearing someone say it is better than text

-You were conflicted but answer. Hearing Hana apologize was,,,different but nice to hear. The two of you talked it out, but then moved onto the topic of ‘why did we ever fight in the first place?’. By the end of the night the two of you were laughing and bidding each other goodnight.

-The next few days were fun of practicing with your team and talking to Hana for hours after. The night before the tournament, you both decided to do something big and stream together. Your fans were confused, some saying stuff in chat to make you guys fight, and other saying the two of you were cute together

-The first-time meeting was for the big event. Seeing Hana in person was almost electrifying, being around her made you nervous as the same for her. By the end of everything, you were the only one left alive. Hana was your biggest cheerleader the entire game, but seeing you win at the last minute made her run to you and pull you into a bone crushing hug

-The two of you decided to skip the after party and just go out to dinner together to celebrate and get to know each other more. During dinner she made a perverted joke about the sausage food option on the menu, you said “Wooah Hana take me on a date first” and she simply replied with, “This can be our first date...if you want” You stared at her with confusion, but after the shock you smiled, “Yeah...it can be”

-A week later the two of you were on Hana’s stream, sitting besides each other. You both decided to come together to announce the two biggest rivials on the platform were now dating. Most fans were shocking but happy! Some were just upset and some thought you guys hated each other for clout. Neither of you cared though, you were happy to be with your girlfriend

-One thing with Hana is she loves to show you off! Either in public or while streaming, she loves to kiss your cheek and hold you close to her. On stream she loves to pull you into the camera’s view and smother your face with kisses and loves when you get shy after

-Like Kiriko, it’s now your job to make sure she eats right, not just junk food and soda

-Hana loves to take you out on pottery dates! Neither of you really know how to do it correctly but failing together was better than failing alone. You look to post each other’s creation online; Hana takes the duty of responding to hate comments

-Speaking of posting, you ever post a picture of yourself? She’s always the first to like and comments hundreds of compliments about how perfect, beautiful, and hot you are

-Though you’re also a streamer, PLEASE make sure she gets enough sleep pls

nsfw

-She’s a bottom, I would say pillow princess, but she also loves to pleasure you anyway she can

-Hana loves when you go down her, especially in her gaming chair. She’s only a hair puller at this time. But she loves to show you the same love, but she’s more smug about it when she uses her mouth on you

-Definitely fantasizes about being fucked on stream, to show how good her partner is able to make her feel. She has told this to you, but you both can’t risk that. So instead, you set up a camera on her computer (you don’t record tho) and pretend you are giving the audience a show

-Favorite positions is either her being bent over her desk or riding your strap in her chair. She can’t choose between either since there is something about both places <3

-Her trademark is a bunny so she likes to be called that! She has brought how the rabbit ears and tail before to show off to you <3

-Now nothing can’t convince me she doesn’t get high from time to time. So high sex is on the table. Your senses are heightened and while music playing? You both feel so light and soft for each other

-loves to cosplay with you! and for you<3 She loves to dress up for you just for you to ruin it by being rough with her<3

-loves your hands??? She can’t figure it out but your hands take care of her, play video games with her, and finger her so well. She would worship your hands if she could

-can be a brat at times and WANTS you to punish her anyway you want<3

Pharah

-my first ever main <3

-Fareeha has always had a sense of justice within her since birth. She was basically born into overwatch and grew up with people she saw as heros. The wedjat, her tattoo of the eye of Horus, showed as a symbol of being a protector

-She was lucky to meet you when off duty, but not in a situation she would like. Fareeha met you at a bar, you were seated with you friends farther down the from where she was. You caught her eye as she did the same for you. Fareeha gave you a small wave, smiling as did.

-Soon a drunk man came over to your group and was flirting with you, making you very uncomfortable. The egyptian woman kept a close eye on you, nursing her drink as she watched you reject this guy. When she notice he wouldn’t leaveand decided to get closer, that’s when she came over and told him to back off. Fareeha is 5′11 and this guy was at least 5′7, she looked down on him with her eyes and told him to leave you alone

-When he wouldn’t and decided to push her back, she punch him in the face, knocking him out with one punch. You and friends were surprised at how strong she was, “Are you okay, ma’am?” she asked as you nodded. Your friends decided to go to the bathroom, laughing about the situation on their way. A few of the stranger’s friend decided it was time to go and took their unconscious friend outside to leave

-She decided to steal a seat and talk to you. Fareeha told you how she noticed you staring at her all night and wanted to know she was staring too. You admired her bluntness and started the two of you started flirting. When your friends returned, she gave you her number and simply said “Call me.” with that she paid for her drink and left

-You immediately texted her when you got home. From there the both of you would text, call, and meet up for dates. You felt safe around Fareeha and she promised you protection and security when you were with her. In public, she’ll put an arm around you shoulders, waist, or even place a hand in your back pocket

-The more you spend time with her, you found more of her passion and past. The both of you were at her apartment eating dinner when you learned her mother was the famous sniper, Ana Amari, who was apart of Overwatch. She tells you how her mother was the strongest person she knew, but sadly she died on duty, explaining that’s how she got her wedjat of the eye of Horus to match her mother’s wedjat of the eye of Ra. Fareeha explained her new role in the Egyptian military as head chief and how it’s added pressure to her life.

-You pulled her away from the dining table and sat her down. Fareeha continued to tell you about her mother and career, letting you rest your head against her shoulder. By the end of you it, you affirmmed her that you will always be there for her, not matter what, you will help her. “Thank you, my love...It means alot to me..” Fareeha said to you, before pulling you in for a kiss

-The next few months your girlfriend were amazing! You two were always so happy to be with each other and you were super supportive when she had to go back to Egypt to take care of millitary business you couldn’t really understand but she still called you everynight.

-When she came back home, you made Fareeha her favorite dishes for her to enjoy. When she came through the door, you immediately gave her a hug but she only patted you on the back. Confused, you looked at Fareeha and saw her eye were bloodshot and her puffy eyes and cheeks. “Fareeha, what’s wrong..?” you asked quitely.

-Something snapped, “Whats wrong, is that my “mother” has been lying to me for my whole life! She pretended to be dead!” She yelled as she pushed through the doorway, slamming her luggage of the ground as she went to your shared room. “What!?’ you exclaimed

-Fareeha started to cry again and put her hands in her hands. You tried to hug you but she pushed you away, “Get away from me! I want to be alone!” she yelled. You scoffed, “I know you’re upset about this but don’t take that out on me! If you want to be alone, fine! But don’t take out of me, someone who had nothing to do with it!” you cried out, putting on you shoes and grabbing your jacket, “And if you want to be left alone, fine!” you slammed her apartment door shut.

-You managed to make it home without crashing. When you got inside you immediately went to your own bed. You saw texts from your girlfriend but shut your phone off, falling asleep soon after

-A few days passed and you heard a knock at your door. You opened to see Fareeha holding a bouquet of flowers, looking like a sad puppy. “I wanted to saw I was wrong for how I act, y/n... You were right and you has nothing to do with the situation but I managed to take it out on the one person who stuck by me. You don’t have to forgive me, but I at least wanted to apologize to you,” she said, trying to keep her composure

-Not saying anything, you hugged her as she returned the gesture. You felt yourself starting to cry and she rubbed your back and kiss your head. “You’re mean for what you did...All I wanted was to help.” you mumble into her shoulder, and she says a simple ‘I know”

-You looked up at her and kissed her, feeling her return your kiss, “Please..talk to me next time Fareeha..” you told her. “I will...but is there anything I can do to make it up to you?” she asked as you nodded, “All I wanted to do was hold you..”. The two of you decided to spend the rest of the night at your place, curled up in your bed as she told about her time in Egypt.

-okay now happy stuff!!!

-Fareeha plays basketball in her free time and loves when you come to watch and cheer her on! She likes to play against Cassidy since he is the only person ever gave her a challenge in the game. Definitely the type to say, “This shot is for you, babe!” then miss horribly

-Due to her half first nation identity, she loves to make beaded work in her spare time. She was taught from her grandmother and her aunts on her father’s side! Loves to make beaded earrings for both you and her (totally not something I want to do with my future s/o)

-Fareeha loves to watch crime shows with you. Her favorite nights are sitting on the couch, dinner you have deliciously prepared, and cuddle while watching Law and Order.

-Going back, Fareeha will always defend you- right or wrong. You could tell a bunch of people the sky is purple and she will make a power point of how there is a bunch of light in the sky consisting of different colors so would be right

nsfw

-Fareeha is a service top, she loves to give you everything that your heart desires. She never bottoms, tried to once and didn’t like not having control, but she enjoyed it cause it was you

-She’s is a head monster, idc she likes to get sloppy with her saliva on you. She does have a aquiline nose shape, so she likes when you ride her face and so do you<3 She loves receiving oral as well, praising you the whole time

-speaking of praising, she loves to either give or receive it. When you do praise her, she gets a bit shy but gets the job done. When she praises you, she loves to whisper in your ear of how well you’re taking her

-After her trips to Egypt, she loves reunion sex. When you first greet her at the door, she picks you up and immediately takes you to the bedroom. She loves to feel you after so long on not being able to have you 

-Has definitely thought of fucking you in her suit. It’s a power play for her almost and wants to show you who’s the head chief of her miltiary corp

-Fareeha loves simple things. Including have your sprawled out on the couch, staring into your eyes as she fingers you. Also just bending you over the kitchen counter and taking you behind <3

-Her favorite position is butterfly. She love looking down at you with your ankle resting on her shoulders. Fareeha thinks you look perfect when she grabs your knees and starts thrusting harder.

-Loves being vocal!! Specially with you!!! She wants to hear every sound you make!!! Please dont be shy and be loud with her <33

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Thank you for reading!!! 

Likes, comments, and reblogs are always welcomed! <3

[overwatchfics]

Oh my goodness your requests are open again.

Pharah, Zarya, and Junker Queen; How would the buff Overwatch women ask you on a date? Where would they take you? I literally must know these things.

This is 100% inspired by our conversation. I hope you enjoy writing this.

Asking you out HCs - Zarya, Pharah, and Junker Queen

A/N: A ZARYA REQ FINALLYYYYYYYYYYYY MY BELOVED

Zarya:

Not shy at all

But fully expects rejection.

Really makes herself looks nice. I have this image of Zarya in a white button up, slacks, suspenders, and a bow tie and I'm so gay for it.

She asks you out to dinner, and drives you around in her Jeep

Is a very high thinking intellectual. Maybe a library date too who knows

That interaction with moira made me think "You mistake a strong body for a gullible mind"

Anyways she'll drive you out to dinner all dressed up. She's also the type of person to show up at your door with a box of chocolates and bear hugs

Sorry zarya hugs are so fucking good please hold me zarya.

Pharah

Get ready to groan.

Shows up at your door with cheesy finger guns and shades to hide her level of nervousness.

Anyways, she takes you out flying on her back along the coast because she really doesn't know what to do or how to woo you.

Military child is clueless to romance and what she knows comes from the movies.

Movie date omg that's Fareeha right there.

She'll have to control her shaking as she musters the courage to wrap an arm around you and pull you into her side at the theatre.

FUCKING DIES EVERYTIME YOU SHARE A DRINK BC IT'S INDIRECT KISSING AND SHE'S LIKE A BLUSHING MAID FR.

Junker Queen

Shows up to your door with flowers.

She takes you to a cage fight where she joins in.

TRIES SO HARD TO IMPRESS YOU IT'S SO HOT AND CUTE AT THE SAME TIME.

Afterword expects to be invited to her chambers where she'll actually be cooking for you and as I mentioned before I feel like Odessa is a pretty damn good cook.

She talks the night away with you and if you're getting cold, you'll drown in her massive jacket/hoodie.

When you get sleepy, she'll let you borrow some clothes to sleep in.

LOSES HER MIND SEEING YOU IN HER GIANT ASS CLOTHES.

[moirasdolly]

Beach Day, Pharah x Fem!Reader ⊂⊂ ౨・)

Synopsis: It’s an extremely hot day so you decide to cool down at the beach. The hot lifeguard has other plans for you though.

Contains: NSFW, implied chubby reader, oral sex (reader giving), fingering (reader receiving), fluff

Notes: This is a request from a while ago TT I don’t even know if this person follows me anymore… If you’re still here HI! Smut will be in the next chapter.

Listening ♪ ིྀ: big flirt - lil hero

𐙚 Chapter 1: Popsicle

Sweat beaded on your brows as the harsh rays of sun illuminated your skin. You had been lazing around on your day off and no matter how many times you shifted to find another position you couldn’t seem to cool down. You had decided early on that this day would be best spent at the beach. Bringing a friend along was tempting, but on such short notice you weren’t quite sure who would be up for making the trip with you. Maybe spending the day alone was what you needed to reset for the week. A little self-care day never hurt anyone, right?

A sigh left your lips as regret plagued your mind while making the trek through hot sand just to get a good spot next to the water. You cursed your eager past self for making you leave your house. At least it was slightly air conditioned, right now you were facing the cruel, harsh, outside world with nothing but your tote bag, a mini cooler, and a dream to finally cool off. You could almost cry from the joy you felt after finding the perfect spot. It was clear of any other beach-goers, and had a nice view of the tower where the hot lifeguard resided.

You snuck quick glances from under your heart-shaped sunglasses at the tall, muscular woman posted up on the lifeguard tower as you tried to set up your chair and umbrella. She was incredibly distracting, so much so that one of your quick glances had turned into a longer gaze, and that gaze led to you tripping over the leg of your chair. An unintelligible squeak left your throat against your will as you fell to your knees, your hands trying to find purchase in the sand to stabilize yourself. Of course the moment you eat shit is the moment the lifeguard turns in your direction. She shot you a knowing look before chuckling to herself and resuming her scan of the shore before her.

Without a doubt your cheeks were probably dusted with blush in embarrassment. You took a moment to readjust your bikini top, making sure you weren’t exposed after your fall before claiming your seat properly this time. The sound of waves resounded through the air, and for the first time today you finally felt relaxed and not on the verge of a heat stroke. The breeze on the beach and the slight mist the water provided was cooling you down perfectly. You hummed softly to yourself as you dug around in your cooler for one of the popsicles you had brought to snack on while you were on the beach.

You settled on the melon one—your favorite of course. As you unwrapped the cool dessert your eyes met those of a certain lifeguard once more. This time her eyes stayed on you for a little longer, curious about you now. It was as if you grew horns and a little devil tail, because you thought of something absolutely devious to keep her attention on you. Your lips parted to accept the melon popsicle between your glossed lips, giving it a suck before pulling it out of your mouth with a satisfying “pop!” You shot her a small smile, feigning innocence before letting your tongue dart out to taste it once more.

The taller woman leaned against her post, now not even hiding her gaze towards you. Hook, line, and sinker, you thought to yourself. You gasped softly as a droplet of your popsicle landed on your chest, and dripped between your breasts. Your index finger found its way onto the sticky, sweet liquid and you brought it up to your lips, making a show of licking it clean. This whole ordeal went on until you finished the popsicle and the lifeguard couldn’t take it anymore.

You leaned back in your chair, almost giggling to yourself because you knew you had won her over without even speaking to her yet. You assumed someone had to take over her position for her before she could leave, so you decided to let your eyes flutter shut while you waited. You weren’t asleep, but the sound of the waves was lulling you into a peaceful state. The sun hit you in all the right places, making your plush, soft body look even better. In a matter of seconds you felt the sun disappear from behind your eyes so you opened one of your eyes, peeking to see what happened.

Instead of a gray sky, you saw the woman you had been exchanging looks with for the entire day looming over you. Your perfectly manicured nails pushed your sunglasses down and peered over the top of them to get a better look at the woman. Upon closer inspection you noticed the tattoo under her eye, and decided it made her 100 times more attractive. Now that she was up close and personal with you, all your previous confidence was crushed and you felt your cheeks heating up once more.

She was anything but subtle while checking you out. She took notice of your doe-eyes and chubby cheeks first, thinking to herself how badly she wanted to caress them. Her eyes traveled to your breasts next. They sat perfectly in the ruffled bikini top you had picked out this morning. You couldn’t help but giggle as she made no attempt to be subtle.

The little bows you tied on the side of your bikini bottoms squeezed your hips deliciously and your soft tummy was on full display as you sat up in your chair. “My eyes are up here.” You joked, your tone light so she knew she wasn’t in trouble.

The lifeguard cleared her throat, a charming smile playing on her lips before she spoke. “My bad, how rude of me to stare before introducing myself.”

You could finally put a name to the face, you had finally learned that the woman’s name was Pharah. After you introduced yourself as well, you stood up to meet Pharah closer, rather than her looking down at you. Conversation flowed between the two of you and eventually you had urged her to sit with you and get comfortable. You insisted on her taking the chair as it was only the respectful thing to do, but ever the gentlewoman, Pharah laid a towel on the sand for herself so you could remain comfortable.

It had only been an hour since you met, but you were already starting to feel a fondness towards the other woman. Conversation had been fairly innocent until Pharah mentioned the little popsicle stunt you pulled earlier. Blush bloomed on your cheeks, and you knew that might come back to bite you sooner or later.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about…” You trailed off, trying to play dumb, but Pharah wasn’t having it.

She sucked her teeth before shaking her head, “Sweet girl, you can’t make me forget,” She started, “I’ve been thinking about what else that pretty mouth of yours can do all day.” Her thumb grazed your bottom lip gently.

You sucked in a quick breath, surprised at Pharah’s bold move. You quickly regained composure before speaking, “Maybe you can take me home and find out?”

[gentaro-kinniecom]

It all started with a cup of coffee

Characters: Fareeha Amari (Pharah)/fem!reader

C/w: modern au!, you work as a barista with lena (tracer), fluff-ish, suggestive, romantic scenes, Fareeha flirts w you <3, first person pov! [Not proofread]

A/n: I love women. Muah; Im still working on those love and deepspace fics..im just so busy with college stuff pls :,( anyways enjoy 😋

The coffee shop was unusually busier today, I groaned as the sight of the huge line outside grew with each minute that passed. Why did my shift had to be during lunch hour? I passed by the line of impatient customers, some angry at me (since they thought I was a cutting customer), and opened the door, my co-worker sighed in relief as she glanced my way. It seemed we’re understaffed today..

“What took you so long?” She asked, handing me my apron adorned with cute buttons, one of them being a pride flag, which people stared at it rather than me most times. Lena was regularly energetic, but today’s demand was so exhausting to the point where her usual smile faded in the back while preparing orders.

“Traffic. Go and take a break, you’ve more than enough have earned it.” She tried to complain about it, saying how I needed help taking and doing orders, but I insisted, giving her a slight push towards the break room while flashing me a smile.

Hours passed after taking customer’s orders alongside Lena that I didn’t notice it was already 5:30pm, we usually close at 7 but since tomorrow was a free day due to a small holiday event in town, the shop owner was nice enough to change the hour until 6pm for today. I began sweeping the floor and cleaning some tables when the small bell of the shop rang suddenly

“Would you mind taking their order? I have to take out the trash and finish up in the back” Lena asked as I looked up nodding and smiling her way before standing behind the register, not noticing who was in front of me.

“I’ll take a small cappuccino and the last vanilla cupcake” The voice sounded so familiar..I finally looked up to see my crush and classmate, Fareeha Amari. Her hair was messy in an attractive way and adorned with golden accessories. She smiled while meeting my gaze, knowing I had recognized her

“Fareeha? From Calculus class? It’s been a while” I said, writing her name on the cup and starting the coffee steamer.

“I’m glad you remembered, although almost no one in college now days don’t even take the time to know their professor’s names.”-there was a pause, she fetched her phone after it rang twice, apologizing before continuing-“I’ve been meaning to talk with you for a while now” Fareeha thanked me before taking small sips in between our current conversation. While I finished up on cleaning, Fareeha sat down, scrolling through some videos or social media in general.

When it came the time to close, she wished me a goodnight and left, then I noticed. She had left behind a note, her phone number was neatly written in her lovely handwriting. I quickly dialed the number, keeping the small paper in my pocket. Lena’s girlfriend, Emily, came to pick her up, they offered me a ride home but I decided to walk, thanking them while heading towards the subway.

In the morning, I decided to finally reach out to her after a long night of debating it. It’s all fun and games until Fareeha finds out the name her contact on my phone is. Nothing fancy, just ‘Pharah’, with a heart emoji on the side. Sitting down on the countertop, I reached for my phone, sighing while typing..

“Good morning! It’s Y/n, how are you?” As I awaited a reply from her, I began to prepare breakfast while trying not to think much about the text. To my surprise, my phone pinged, ‘1 message from Pharah♡’. I unlocked my phone, my heart accelerating within the second.

“Hey~! I’m doing good, better now that you texted me..by any chance are you going to tonight’s festival?” Oh? The question caught me off guard for a moment as I finished eating. Yes, I was planning to go alone however, if she’s inviting me, I wouldn’t mind.

“I have nothing better to do honestly, I’d love to go, why? You’re inviting~?” I asked, placing my phone on the counter of the vanity while going to take a shower. As I finished, my phone began to ring; Fareeha was calling me. I sighed upon seeing it was just a normal call and not facetime

“Hey, I thought you weren’t going to pick up. And to answer your question, yes, I’m inviting you out.” I grabbed my clothes, leaving the bathroom as I replied.

“Oh~? So like a date then?” There was a small paused before Fareeha chuckled,

“You’re cute, if you want it to be a date, I wouldn’t be opposed to it” Setting down my phone on my bed now, I started to dress myself before replying to her

“Sure~! Does 5pm sound good for you?”

“It’s perfect, I’ll pick you up too, just send me your address, see you” With that, she hung up. I then texted her my location; going on about my day until the time came for her to pick me up. A sudden knock on my door made me realize it was already 4:50pm, she even arrived 10 minutes early..I got up, reaching for the door and opening it

“Hi beautiful, you ready to go?” Fareeha asked, leaning against the doorframe with one arm as I smiled, taking in how good she looked

“I’ll go grab my purse, be right back!” While gathering my stuff, the realization dawned upon me, she was flirting with me, like we’ve been doing even before yesterday. I guess I was too distracted or oblivious to notice

“Thanks for waiting~” Our hands intertwined, walking out of the apartment complex, and toward her blue McLaren, the sides had a streak of gold, it looked beautiful. Fareeha opened the door for me, though the ride wasn’t that long, in 10 to 15 minutes we had already arrived to the event. It was late enough to go back for my jacket, I would’ve never thought it would be cold tonight. Fareeha seemed to notice as she quickly handed over her own

“If you were cold, you should’ve asked for my jacket, sweetheart” I nearly melted at her words, holding her hand while grabbing her jacket as we walked. I couldn’t help but stare at her now glossy lips as she applied some lipstick while letting go of my hand, only to quickly grab it as she smiled, eyes wandering from my eyes to my lips.

“I didn’t want to bother you” My voice was but a mere whisper, still, it made Fareeha laugh softly. We soon entered one of the restaurants around the block.

“Never, in fact, I’d love for you to ask for my things. My jacket suits you well” I nod, ordering a beverage along with something to eat together as Fareeha continued to stare at me, almost lovingly. After eating with her, we walked around town. She wouldn’t let me pay for anything, even with us getting matching key chains for our phones.

“You didn’t have to..don’t tell me you have a thing for spoiling people?” I inquired half jokingly, returning home with her. Fareeha’s hand gripped the steering wheel while the other rested on my thigh

“Only to people I really like..have you gotten the hint yet, or do I have to be more..direct with my feelings?” She teasingly spoke, parking nearby my apartment as I took off my seatbelt, looking over as she tried leaving the car. I grabbed her hand, leaning towards her

“What is it that you truly desire then? Go on, I’m all ears” A cocky smile appeared on her face, making me falter my grip when suddenly, Fareeha took hold of my hands, pushing me slowly against my seat.

“You hate it when I tease you yet..you’re out here playing games with me, honey”

“Okay and~? What’re you gonna do about it? Her lips crashed onto mine like a dream. It was as if tonight everything came to light. My hands caressed her face softly, leaning more into the kiss while Fareeha grabbed my hair, gently tugging it after parting away

“What~? Don’t tell me you’re speechless now?” I chuckled, my hand in hers; soon we left her car, upon arriving to my apartment, I kissed her goodnight. I couldn’t help but think of Fareeha throughout the entire night.

Months passed by, and I can proudly sat that my relationship with her has grown. To the point of moving in together a few months after she asked me to be her girlfriend. I was currently making breakfast, looking out the window to see the sky during the early afternoon. Hands suddenly wrapped around my waist as I smiled

“Good afternoon my love, sleep well?” Fareeha nodded gently, kissing my cheek while grabbing some orange juice from the fridge.

“Mhm, I never thought my dreams of having a life with you would become real, not that I’m complaining” She smiled, taking two glasses of orange-printed cups and pouring juice. At good timing too since I was done with breakfast. We sat together in the dinning table; Fareeha read the newspaper as I scrolled through some social media

“Hey, didn’t you say you wanted to visit the botanical garden last week?” She said, breaking the comfortable silence while taking our dishes back to the kitchen

“Yes, but, don’t you have to call and reserve beforehand? It’s not like we can show up without anything” Fareeha chuckled, after washing our plates, she went towards our shared bedroom and took out an envelope. Inside were two tickets for the garden

“You didn’t think I already planned ahead, right~?” I smiled, wrapping my arms around her as a small ‘thank you’. I couldn’t help but admire her eyes, the way her hair fell down onto her face…

“You’re staring..do I have something?” She looked concerned but I just laughed, kissing her softly, almost catching her off guard. Her hands quickly traveled towards my waist

“I just like staring at you, my beautiful girlfriend”

[wisteriaiswriting]

Some stuff about Ana, Torb, and Asa reacting to their children making out with their tall and beefy boyfriend while he's holding them by the thighs

ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥'𝕤 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟

Words: 639

She won’t say anything when she first catches you two.

Only making the slightest noise that you both can pick up on.

But depending on how she feels, her teasing might start at that moment or later.

Otherwise she’ll let you two run off with a warning about ‘being in the open’ (You both were in a booked, private room.)

Either way she will make plenty of comments about ‘keeping safe’ and ‘how she always wanted grandkids.’

***

Fareeha’s hair had come undone quickly into the session, which allowed it to fall around you, acting as a curtain. Blocking you two from the outside world, working with the blood rushing in both of your ears. Which stopped the sound of the door sliding open from reaching your ears.

When you finally pulled back, her hair let a small amount of sight to return. The clashing colour of bright blue against the gray of the walls sent you reeling back, turning your head to find Ana standing in the doorway.

“Mother!”

Ana only shook her head before stepping back, her hand was still in the doorway.

“Stay safe you two, I don’t need anymore young ones running around.”

Letting the door slide shut again before it locked automatically, causing you both to stay in silence as her words sunk in.

“Young ones, huh?”

“Absolutely not.”

Torbjörn starts yelling immediately.

Please don’t get him wrong, he doesn’t care at all about you two dating.

Just keep your romance outside any of his workshops.

His abrupt entrance scares you both so you back away, but not to the point of dropping her.

He’ll send her off to continue working on her own projects, but drags you to his own workshop.

Keeps you around the room to work with him for the rest of the day.

Surely this teaches you to do this outside the workshop.

***

Brigittes fingers curled in your hair, keeping you close and unable to pull away. Not that you’d want to anyways. Your own hands tightened their grip on her thighs, while her other arm stayed wrapped around your neck. As you two were so far in the moment neither of you registered the door sliding open, much less the person entering.

“Brigitte, Y/N, not in the workshop!”

Feeling even more blood rush up to your face as you both pulled away, her fingers falling from your hair onto your chest. She couldn’t even face her father at this point, with her face falling into your neck.

“DAD!”

Most of the time Kiriko notices when someone is near, so the chance of being caught is so low.

Either way Asa makes sure her presence is known, whether it’s on accident or not, who knows?

But she is so quick to scold the both of you, mainly targeting Kiriko. (Don’t try to escape her though.)

***

She was riled up, and even though you held her up in your arms, she kept control. Her nails scrape through your hair and over your scalp, slowly guiding you back towards the wall. Her voice purred through your ears, although she suddenly paused. Lifting her head as she turned towards the door, clearing hearing someone or something nearby.

“What's wrong now, Vixen?”

Her hands stilled on your shoulders, but unable to respond in time as the door was opened. Revealing her mum, who also didn’t expect to see… this. Turning her own head away as Kiriko jumped from your arms in a flustered state, even you didn’t dare to try make eye contact with her.

“Kiriko, what have I said about this!”

“Mum, you weren’t meant to see that!”

“Clearly.”

After a few seconds she turned back towards you two, scanning over your mostly clean state.

“I was going to invite you two out for dinner, but it seems you're busy.”

“No we aren’t!”

[darling-answers]

November FluffList 2024

Anything highlighted in Bold has been Requested and the fanfic is already down just waiting to be posted. This will be updated constantly as We get more Request and Finish the content.

Make sure to send a Request to have it be added to the list or come into dms and share your request there!

Updated on November 8th

Day 1: Lifeweaver: “Sleepover”

Day 2: Cassidy: “ First Mission.”

Day 3: - Kiriko: “Friends to lovers.”

Day 4: - Pharah: “Cuddle Session.”

Day 5: - Junkrat: “Mischief Duo”

Day 6: - Moicy ( with reader): “Little Break.”

Day 7: - Mercy: “ Sick and stubborn”

Day 8:- Hanzo: “ Civilian Life”

Day 9:- Genji: “a Dragon seriously?”

Day 10:- Doomfist: “ Good Morning”

Day 11:- Lena: “ Pillow Talk.”

Day 12:- Symweaver ( with Reader✨)“ Kisses always help!”

Day 13:- Sombra: “ Movie night.”

Day 14:- Amelie “Sick days to recover.”

Day 15:- Symmetra: “ Comforting of the past.”

Day 16:- Cole Cassidy: “ let’s take care of this.”

Day 17:- Juno: “ what is this human stuff?”

Day 18:- Spiderbtye: “ New Talon Recruit.”

Day 19:- Sigma: “ Familiar Friendship.”

Day 20:- Reaper: “ Helping Hand.”

Day 21:- Ashe: “ Trick or Treating.”

Day 22:- Wrecking Ball: “ Family.”

Day 23:- Rammatra: “ encouraging.”

Day 24:- Zenyatta: “ Meditation gone wrong.”

Day 25:- Illari: “ Forgiving.”

Day 26:- Zarya: “ Training.”

Day 27:- Mauga: “ Vacation Days.”

Day 28:- Junker Queen: “ Nightly terrors.”

Day 29:-

Day 30:-

Please send in a request even two don’t be shy We love them!

[multifandomthoughts]

What Overwatch women do to help you calm down

Zarya

Zarya believes that doing something can help you calm down. Even if it’s just a little walk or some sort of physical exercise, she knows that it can clear your head.

Even if you’re not normally someone who goes to the gym, she’s always willing to help you and show you the exercises most beneficial to relaxation.

If exercising isn’t your thing, she recommends a good movie. Contrary to popular belief, if you plop Zarya in front of a movie, she will become engrossed in it. She knows your comfort movies and what may stress you further.

So the two of you plop down in front of the TV in the rec room and watch a movie with blankets and junk food. More often that not, other members may come and join in, bringing a more lively but safe presence.

Pharah

Pharah also believes that exercise can help you calm down. In her case however, it’s with sports. She promises not to be too rough and will be fair. You soon realize that throwing or kicking a ball with her while venting is a very cathartic feeling.

She always prioritizes your privacy so unless something is worrying, she’ll keep it to herself. In exchange, she does the same, and once or twice it’s led to a juicy gossip session.

There are two other things that she suggests might help, one much less dangerous than the other. She suggests that you strap onto her back and go for a flight on her rocket jets.

You gently decline and go onto the more reasonable second option. Music. Pharah is into hard rock and metal so when you’re angry and need to calm down, you scream your favorite music and she gives you some suggestions for next time.

D.VA

D.VA obviously wants to play video games with you to help you calm down. However, she knows that it’s easy to get tilted in games. She suggests maybe playing Animal Crossing, Stardew Valley or Minecraft together.

She’s also one of those people who has lo-fi music gently playing in their room so if you just need somewhere to chill and get away from your thoughts she’s the one to go to.

Unlike Pharah, going flying in her mech is much safer than just being exposed to the elements, so if you just want to see the stars or the sun as it’s setting she can do that.

If none of that works, she knows that anime and movies can help you turn off your brain for a bit. Be prepared for all you can eat snacks though!

Junker Queen

Junker queen is a bit difficult, as she constantly has energy and can often times be angry. However, this does not mean that she isn’t capable of helping you calm down or have a laugh.

She wants to show you her pride and joy, the gladiatorial matches. However, she acknowledges that it may not be appropriate for you to see injuries and possible death. So instead she takes you to a demolition derby. Her boisterous attitude picks you up and makes you feel safe and calm.

Afterwards she treats you to some local grub, some hole in the wall place she knows. Expect small talk and a whole lot of jokes to try to make you laugh.

Eventually she pulls the “hole in water bottle cap” trick and covers you in water, but you could care less, you’re laughing so hard finding a way to attempt to get back at her.

[cooliofango]

Could you do hcs for Pharah, Kiriko, and brigette where they walk in on their fem s/o and see their sh scars. Fresh or old or both whatever your more comfortable I know it’s a sensitive topic. And if you’re uncomfortable with writing nw!!! Have a good day :)))

Scars Headcanons

Pharah, Kiriko, Brigitte x F!Reader (Separately)

[TW: SH scars, although for these headcanons, they'll be old]

--------

I personally do not mind writing it in the sense that its vague enough to not make people uncomfortable! ^^' I personally haven't done anything like that to myself but I've had many friends and family that had so I sorta know the worry and pain seeing a loved one going through such a thing. I apologize if its portrayed poorly, but I shall do my best. I'd like to add that it most likely doesn't (and may not at all) have many specific wording that indicates that the reader is female unless I put in any specific action that takes note of the reader being a female, so these most likely will turn out to be more so GN but I will try to fit in some things for ya! Another apology I'd like to say is sorry for the long wait ^^!

--------

Pharah

She first saw them on you after you both had been training together for a few hours that day.

You were both resting, trying to cool off quicker by loosing a few layers of armor and extra clothing.

This, in turn, left you with your sleeves rolled up just barely enough to spot them under the cloth and close to where your elbow bends.

Pharah was silent at first, surprised by the sight.

You didn't even realize she had seen them at first until you looked to her to speak and noticed her looking at your arm.

At first, embarrassment crept up the nape of your neck and dyed your cheeks a soft red hue as you attempted to pull your sleeves back down.

Her hand has stopped you before you could, though.

It made your nervousness spike.

You swallowed the lump in your throat as you looked up at her to see her softened eyes looking back at you.

"You don't need to be embarrassed."

Pharah spoke, though she didn't seem entirely sure how to appropriately respond to this.

As far as she knew, throughout your many years of knowing each other thanks to Overwatch and many other factors, there hadn't been any signs of you being in a dark place-- so much so that you had thought hurting yourself would do you any good.

Then again, the concept of it happening to someone in general wasn't foreign to her.

She knew how it can be rather silent at times, which applied in this case.

What relieved her was that none seemed fresh, meaning that you were either out of that dark place entirely, or are out enough to not hurt yourself.

Pharah did her best to relieve any awkwardness that may have arisen from this reveal.

There was a noticeable change of attitude from her, though.

Not in a bad way-- the exact opposite, actually.

She showed more care for you and was at your side a bit more than she used to be, even if she felt out of place wherever you two were.

As long as she could be there to help whenever you needed her to, then she'll make sure to be at your call as soon as she possibly could.

Kiriko

As a medic in her little group, seeing scars of any kind was not new to her whatsoever.

Because of this, it wasn't hard to spot the scars nor tell what kind they were.

By then, you were living together as roommates, paying rent together while you worked your little at home office job in your room and Kiriko goes out to protect the city from the corrupt Hashimoto Clan.

It was laundry day, so until the clothes were clean, you were stuck wearing a short sleeved shirt instead of the usual long sleeved ones you typically wore.

You didn't think too much on it due to Kiriko being out at the moment.

She was supposed to be out for a while-- or so you thought.

You were preparing to make yourself lunch when the door to your apartment swung open to reveal your smiling roommate with a box of donuts in hand, a treat you both love to share regularly.

You knew it was too late before you even thought to hide your hands behind your back, although you did so anyway for any off chance that she didn't actually see them.

Kiriko's faltering expression only aided in telling you that she had already saw them.

However, she still kept her smile.

It was just softer than it was before.

"I brought doughnuts home! I got extra of your favorite too!"

She didn't openly acknowledge the scars-- not because she didn't care, but because she didn't want you to be uncomfortable or feel the need to be anxious around her.

They seemed to be old, anyways, so they weren't something she felt the need to worry too much over.

The normalcy helped you to ease your nerves as well and seeing you visibly relax helped her to regain her energy as she began the daily routine of telling you about her day over sweets.

Brigitte

The both of you were just hanging out that afternoon.

Brigitte was fixing her shield in the shop and you sat to the side, passing her tools that she needed every now and then upon request.

You had went to pass her one when the tool slipped from your grasp, clattering to the ground loudly.

The both of you jumped at the sound, though Brigitte laughed a little at your clumsiness.

“Sorry, sorry!” You laughed along with her at first, sliding off your seat to bend down and pick it up.

Brigitte almost gasped, though her worry showed through clear as day as she spoke.

“(Y/N)-- what happened to your shoulder?”

She honestly didn’t recognize them as scars left there by your own hand. The only thing she knew was that for some reason, you had a healed wound that she doesn’t ever remember healing for you-- something she’s typically tasked with doing when your team goes out on a mission for Overwatch.

You quickly sat up with the tool in one hand and the other pulling down the sleeve.

Meanwhile, she had approached you with worry in her eyes, the half fixed shield forgotten about for the time being.

She gently grabbed your arm, looking you in the eyes.

“May I see? Please..?”

Her gloved grip was gentle, almost ghosting over your skin as she spoke.

The gentleness warmed your heart, your bottom lip lightly being caught under your teeth as you thought about it.

Though hesitant, you agreed and released your sleeve.

It was then she realized what kind of scars they were, sliding her thumb under the fabric to lift it up and get a better view of the scars.

A slight saddened look pulled to her features at the sight, her thumb slowly dragging over the markings.

Brigitte carefully tugged the sleeve back down and turned her attention to you, your eyes meeting from you keeping your gaze on her and only her.

You could hear your heart beat in your ears as anticipation washed over you.

The sound dulled out, however, when she gave a soft smile.

“Im glad that you’re okay now..”

She muttered softly to you, moving her hand down to hold yours for a moment instead.

She vows to always be a shoulder to lean on for you whenever you need it, which comforts you greatly, even if it’s not as needed now as it was before now that you had gotten passed that point in your life.

Returning to work-- or more so just casually helping her while she does her own thing-- was easy for you as you passed her the tool you continue to hold.

[pochipop]

＃OVERWATCH !! ♡ — EVEN WHEN I DOUBT YOU (PHARAH (FAREEHA) X READER).

#. synopsis! — fareeha gets called to action, but you really can't handle seeing her go tonight .

#. characters! — pharah .

#. warnings! — explicit representations of a verbal argument .

#. word count! — 2.7k.

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw), @hhoneypop (moodboards) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

#. a/n! — break from uni yippee, happy holidays!! big crush on pharah rn, really need her to kiss me ngl .

She’s leaving again. You’ve hardly seen her these past few months as she’s been called to arms over and over and over, and you’re teetering on the edge of decay. It’s like a shot to the heart each time she goes away again, long nights of losing sleep and biting your nails down to the quick, worrying and wondering about whether you’ll ever see her face once more. And even when you do, the thought of her inevitably having to go and fight and struggle to stay alive seeps its way into your thoughts like a virus, corrupting all the happiness and bliss you should feel in your girlfriend’s embrace.

Fareeha isn’t the born soldier everyone (including herself, at some points)makes her out to be. She wasn’t brought onto this Earth to save lives and protect others, even at the expense of her own safety (and your sanity.) It’s the life she chose against her mother’s wishes, against all the warnings she received, and all the pushes she was given to use her talents in other places. Sometimes, you can’t help but wish she would have listened to their advice. Maybe then you wouldn’t be pacing back and forth in the bedroom of the quaint apartment you share with her, —though most wouldn’t know it. It’s filled with your belongings, and it’s home to you. . . But Fareeha’s things go to Overwatch HQ, and they seldom return, left to rot in her locker until she inevitably throws them away.

The bed doesn’t smell like her anymore, and what few clothes remain in the closet hang untouched in the closet like they’re preparing to be sold and not worn. You hear her sigh deeply through the crack in the door, light spilling in from the hallway that leads directly into the living room. There, Fareeha shifts her weight from one foot to the other, her phone pressed to her ear. She hasn’t officially told you that she’s leaving soon, —but you knew the moment her phone rang and she stopped kissing you to roll over and take it that it wouldn’t be long.

Tears prick at your eyes. She’d only gotten back a few days ago, —days that she spent working on reports, instead of falling into the arms of her lover; and now they were taking her away again. It’s times like this when you kick yourself the most for falling for someone like her. Sure, she made it easy enough, with her pretty face and charming wit, and all the times she disappeared just to come back and kiss it better. . . But the pattern was stale now. Your heart was wearing thin.

So the moment she stepped back into the bedroom with an apologetic look on her face, opening her mouth to say what she always does; ‘I’m sorry, angel, I know it’s sudden, but duty calls,’ you quiver a little and shake your head, causing her to clam up entirely.

“That’s it then?” You question after taking a few seconds to collect yourself and swallow the sob threatening to work its way up your throat. “You’re leaving again? And what I think, what I say, what I feel. . . None of that matters?”

Fareeha looks stunned. It’s not like you to break down like this at all. For as long as she’s known you, she’s found that you’ve been stronger about her leaving than she is. But there is something distinctly different about this moment, and you know she can feel the way it weighs heavily enough to suffocate you both.

“Of course it matters,” she replies. “You matter. But this isn’t just about you, or me. . . You have to remember that the world doesn’t revolve around us. There are much bigger things at stake.”

“You promised,” you choke out pathetically. “You promised it wouldn’t be like this when you came back.”

“I know, I know,” Fareeha sighs deeply.

You can tell this is having just as much of an impact on her, but that she’s doing a better job of hiding it this time around.

“I’m sorry. I really am. But I have to go. . . You understand that, right?”

“No,” you shake your head defiantly. “I don’t understand. Not anymore.”

“Baby, please,” she steps a little closer, cupping your cheek in the palm of her hand, “don’t make this any harder than it already is.”

You brush her hand away a bit callously, but the last thing you want is to be touched by her right now. Ten minutes ago, before the call, before she stumbled out of the bedroom to take it, before the world came crashing down again; it was all you wanted. . . But now, her fingers felt like burning coals against your skin.

“It has to be as hard as I’m making it,” you answer. “All the things I’ve sacrificed to be with you, —leaving so much of my old life behind, making changes just to suit your needs, all the shit I’ve forfeited and missed out on to move here and be with you, to get left behind everytime Overwatch wants something from you. I’ve supported every decision you’ve made for yourself, every alteration we’ve had to make together, but I’m tired. I feel worthless to you.”

Maybe it isn’t exactly the right time to rattle all of that off, but God, it was bound to happen at some point with how much you’d been bottling up. Especially after these last few months, caught up in this endless cycle of hurt and misfortune.

“You are not worthless to me,” Fareeha states firmly. “Not at all.”

And you believe her. You know she loves you, and that she does the best she can on any given day, but this downtrodden adrenaline rush has your heart pin pricked, and all you want to do is curl up somewhere and waste away until she comes back home again. If she comes back home again.

“Then don’t go,” you utter, and it sounds almost like a whimper. “Please, Fareeha.”

“Y/n. . .”

Your heart sinks lower. She seldom says your name, and never in that tone unless she knows she’s about to disappoint you.

“Please,” you repeat, a little stronger this time.

“You know what kind of life I live,” she says. “Sometimes, the work I do requires me to leave, and go, and be alone for a while, —and it’s not because I want to. It’s because this is what I have to do. It’s what I’ve been trained for. And I’m sorry that I can’t just sit around and wait for you to be okay with that. I really am. But please don’t take this personally. It’s just something I have to do.”

“It’s been three days,” you say. “You haven’t even been back for a week yet, and they want to ship you off somewhere else?”

“They don’t control when or where disaster strikes,” she reminds you.

“No, they don’t but they sure as hell control who gets called to go fix it,” you argue. “They have a roster full of soldiers, and they can’t give you a week to yourself? A week to be home with the people you love?”

“You’re frustrated, and I understand why. It frustrates me too, believe me. . . But I’m good at what I do, y/n,” she says in earnest.

“I know that,” you answer. “The world knows that. But I can’t keep doing this with you, Fareeha.”

Her face falls. It’s hard to see her look so dejected when you’re used to the bright way she smiles, but what you said was nothing short of the truth. This has been eating you alive for so long, and these last few months have been a dangerous tipping point. Being stuck at home while she fights on the frontlines of every battle they can’t seem to win without her has left you riddled with anxiety, a constant reminder that your lover is unsafe and might not even make it back to you in one piece. It lives in your bones like it’s stuffed into the marrow.

“Please don’t say that,” she says in a voice just above a whisper.

“I can’t do it,” you shake your head, looking anywhere but her eyes as tears begin to trickle down your cheeks. “You leave, and I worry so much that it consumes me. Then you come back, and I feel like I can breathe again, but it’s so shortlived that it might as well not have even happened in the first place. They can’t even wait for your bruises to disappear before they put you out there again.”

“I’m fine, baby,” she urges. “Look at me? Aren’t I perfectly okay?”

She gestures to her strong body as if that’s supposed to make her point for her.

“No,” you shake your head. “You’re not. Do you really think I can’t tell that you’re tired? That you’re exhausted?”

“Of course I am,” Fareeha relents, “but that’s just the way life goes sometimes. I’m a soldier. This is what I am. It’s what I have to do, —it’s all I know.”

You want to offer a rebuttal, but your voice dies in the back of your throat. It’s not that you want to deny her the thing she’s worked at for so long. . . It’s just that this isn’t good for anyone. Not for you and your fragile feelings, and especially not for her. Not when you could feel the weariness in every move she’s made since coming back, and certainly not when they’d promised her a break weeks in advance, only to call her back the very second something went wrong.

“I just need some time to focus on this mission,” she continues. “I’ll make this up to you. I promise.”

“You promised last time too,” you remind her bluntly. “And the time before that.”

“I know,” Fareeha admits. “And I’m sorry that I haven’t been able to keep them. But this time, I’ll make sure things are different. Just let me do what needs to be done, and when I get back, I’ll do everything in my power to make this right. You can have me all to yourself. Please. . . Stay.”

“You stay. If you leave tonight, I won’t sleep, I won’t be able to think straight until you’re home again, I. . . Not tonight. Please, just this one time Fareeha, don’t let them run you into ruins. Put yourself first.” 

“I’m sorry,” she shakes her head, “but I just don’t have that kind of luxury. If I don’t go tonight, I’ll never be able to forgive myself if something goes wrong out there.”

“And what if something happens to you?”

“It won’t,” she insists. “Don’t I always come back to you? Aren’t I always okay?” She questions. 

“Up until this point, sure,” you acknowledge. “But all it takes is one time. One thing going wrong. One missed step because you’re overworked and tired. That’s all it takes for me to lose you, and that terrifies me.”

“Have some faith in my abilities, would you please? I’ve trained for almost my entire life to fill the shoes I do now, —to be a soldier that everyone can rely on! This is what my life’s efforts have been for!” She exclaims.

“And you’ve already done enough for your lifetime and a few hundred others,” you answer. “I’m proud of you, Fareeha. I’m proud of everything you’ve accomplished, of everything you’ve achieved, —but I’m asking you, for once in your life, to think about something other than your job. If you can’t be bothered to put yourself first, then think about everything you’d be leaving behind. . . Your family, your friends. . . Me. . .”

“My work is important,” she says firmly. “It’s part of who I am. This isn’t up for discussion or debate.”

“I’m not asking you to give it up, I’m asking you to take a break,” you reply. “If you want to be a soldier until they force you from the frontlines, then so be it. But right now, I’m fucking begging you to not leave here tonight.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” Fareeha insists. “You know that. . . But please don’t do this.”

That sob you forced down before works its way back up.

“Please,” she repeats, “you’ve always known. . .”

She doesn’t finish that sentence, but you know what she’s implying: that you’ve always known what you were getting into. And that’s true. But more than that, you also know she’s been working herself to the bone, and she’s in no condition to be fighting for anyone else at this point.

You lean in to kiss her, even against your better judgement.

“Stay safe, Pharah,” you mumble against her lips.

“Don’t call me that,” she shakes her head, her hands finding their way to your cheeks again. “Not now.”

“I’ll call you what you are to me,” you answer softly. “A soldier.”

“Don’t,” she chokes out. “I’m your girlfriend. Don’t say that to me.”

“Then listen to me, as someone you love, —as someone you know loves you, and don’t go tonight. Stay here. Let me take care of you,” you plead with her.

“I can’t do that,” she whispers. “I have a duty—”

You cut her off without thinking.

“It’s not always your responsibility to fix all the things that go wrong in the world!” You shout. 

She stops to stare at you in something that looks like a mixture of horror and desperate realization. . . Like no one has ever said anything like that to her before.

“Please,” you plead with her, voice softening. “Please, Fareeha. Let someone else take the burden for once. You don’t have to shoulder all the weight in the world every single time someone needs something.”

She searches your eyes with her own, —beautiful and dark brown, but simmering with conflict. The struggle between what she feels is right for her to do as a soldier and the desire to follow your wishes is palpable, even as the room is shrouded in conflict, both spoken and unspoken alike.

“I love you,” you continue, voice lowering again, barely above a whisper now. “I can’t bear the thought of something happening to you. You deserve to rest and to let someone else handle things, just this once.”

For a moment, you can see it in her eyes that she wants to give in, and you feel a surge of newfound hope at the idea that your words might have finally reached the logician inside her. But then she shakes her head and averts her gaze to the floor.

“I wish things were that simple,” she replies. “I wish that I could stay here and hold you. . . But I can’t ignore my responsibilities. People depend on me.” 

You understand the depth of her commitment. It’s admirable, even. But you also know that she really shouldn’t be pushing her own limits under these circumstances.

“I depend on you too, Fareeha.”

“That’s. . . That’s different,” she says, clearly torn.

“You have a duty to yourself and to us,” you add. “Not just to the battlefield. Please, let this fall to someone else tonight. They can deal with it without you, just this one time.”

She hesitates visibly, a battle of emotions at play behind her irises. The breath she lets out next is shaky and uncertain, but she meets your gaze with a sense of vulnerability that you’ve never seen before.

“Alright,” she concedes. “I’ll call back and tell them I’m not fit for the mission.”

Relief floods through your veins like ice water, and you hug her tightly, savoring the warmth and the firmness of her muscles around you.

“Thank you,” you mumble gratefully against the heated skin of her neck.

She pulls back slightly, looking into your eyes with a soft smile.

“I love you,” she tells you honestly.

You return her smile, understanding not only the weight of her duties and the life she’s built, but appreciating the strength it’s taken for her to step away from it all for a bit, even if it won’t last long.

“I love you too, Fareeha,” you murmur. “More than I can say.”

And in the quiet moment that follows, she finds herself thinking that choosing you tonight has been a victory within itself.