#but genji’s body sucks!!!

[biohazard-inevitable]

Checkup

Part 6 of the dragon and the fox

Featuring NONE of me and a bit of @emile-hides time to shine!!!!

“You seem to be doing better.” Zenyatta hummed as he hovered beside his pupil in their usual meditation spot.

“I’ve just had a lot to think about since my brother arrived. He’s… still the same as ever.” Genji sighed, his mind wistfully wandering to the way his brother smiled nearly every day around the monastary.

“I hear you’re even starting to talk to Emile these days.”

“Only cause my brother asked me to. I still don’t trust him fully with things I can do myself, but I must admit he is more interesting than I previously had him pegged for.”

“I can assure you he won’t hurt you, and even I can tell how painful your cybernetics must be.” Zenyatta mused. “It wouldn’t hurt to allow him to at least take a look at your parts for a simple checkup. I could even go with you if you’re nervous.”

“I’m not nervous!” Genji snapped grumpily before looking down at his metalic arm, wincing at the feeling of coolant running another programed course alongside his veins. “Though perhaps you have a point…”

“I always do.”

“And perhaps I should hit you.”

“You could certainly try.”

~~~

It took a few days of deliberation before Genji made any solid decision about his master’s suggestion, but eventually the burning pain in his joints overcame his mistrust of the mechanic and he finally agreed to let Zenyatta accompany him to get his parts checked out now that he no longer had Angela to do his matienence.

“Zen! What a time to visit me!” Emile called out excitedly as Genji followed his master into the repair shop to see the human mechanic lounging in his usual robes borrowed from Mondatta. “You come all this way to see lil ol me during your busy schedule, or are you here for repairs?”

“Oh no, no repairs for me, I’m functioning as normal.” Zenyatta spoke with a gentle tone, a small smile to his voice as he was ever so happy to see another pupil of his. “Actually, I am merely accompanying Genji to come see you. He finally agreed to let you take a look at his cybernetics.”

“Really?! I finally get to look at him?!” Emile jumped with excitement, a sparkling glimmer in his eyes as he surged forward.

“Just a look. Nothing else.” Genji snapped defensively as Zen nudged him forwards.

“Hey I’ll take what I can get.” Emile shrugged before patting a small stool beside him. “Go ahead and take a seat and I’ll get started.”

Hesitantly, genji shrugged off the robes he wore to cover what skin he had visible, bearing himself and his worn metal to the mechanic’s curious gaze, glancing over his shoulder at Zenyatta one last time as he stood stock still.

“Genji, I’ll be here the whole time, you needent worry.” The monk reassured. “Though if you wish to back out, you may. There’s no need to go through with something you’re not ready for unless it becomes an emergency. He will not hurt you.”

“Let’s just get this over with.” Genji groaned as he slumped onto the stool, nervously turning his back to the mechanic while his leg bounced anxiously.

Logically, he knew that nothing would happen to him, but still he couldn’t help but worry about turning his back to someone, especially not after knowing how fragile his tubes were. If they were severed, he could easily lose his life, Angela had made him very aware of that fact, and he quickly learned to use his stealth as an assasin to get the kill before he was ever spotted, never allowing the enemy a chance to get anywhere near his chords and tubes that kept him alive.

“Hey, I’m just taking a quick look. I wont touch anything without your permission Genji, I promise.” Emile spoke softly in an attempt to comfort the assasin, no matter how curious he was about the functionality of a body that kept someone from the brink of death. “Now then lets begin your checkup.”

Genji wasnt used to having himself analyzed so thoroughly by someone he barely knew, and that only made his anxiety spike even further. Of course it only made it worse that the mechanic behind him merely scowled and muttered under his breath as he searched across the ninja’s body, crimson eyes darting over exposed wires and tubes, his tongue clicking in anger at the harsh transition from metal to flesh and the pulsating scar tissue that the tubes fed into.

“Is there an issue with my body?” Genji hummed accusingly.

“Are you in pain?” Came the question, sharp and to the point.

“I’m… fine.” Came Genji’s even harsher response.

“If you say so…” Emile sighed before stepping back. “Alright, I’m done.”

“Really? Thats all?”

“That’s all. I can’t really do much more other than a quick glance around at all your exposed tubes and wires, and as of right now I can’t see anything that needs my immediate attention, though if you’re ever feeling comfortable enough for a more thurough checkup, I would recommend it, but thats up to you if you want it.”

“Then I suppose I’ll be on my way…” Genji sighed as he stood up with a wince, another sting of pain shooting through him as he rose. “I’ll keep in mind your offer.”

Genji nodded silently as he left the room, leaving the uncomfortable atmosphere to enjoy the rest of his day hovering around his brother in case he needed anything.

“You seem on edge, Emile.” Zenyatta hummed once Genji had fully left the room. “Tell me… how bad is it really?”

“I’m gonna punch whoever did that to him.” The mechanic snarled and he crossed his arms. “Zen, he had weapon storage nearly everywhere, not to mention so much else thats wrong with all of him! If any of those wires or tubes sticking out of him gets cut, he’ll die. Whoever built this had no care for his comfort, only how deadly they could make him. He’s a living, breathing weapon Zenyatta, and I can only imagine the pain he must be in.”

“It does sound quite horrific.”

“As he is now, I don’t think he’d let me even try to fix all the things thats wrong with him. He doesn’t trust me enough yet, though don’t get me wrong, I’m glad he’s started talking to me at all.”

“Could you fix his issues, if given the chance?”

“Of course I could.” Emile scoffed with a shrug. “It’d take some time, but I’d bet I could make him an entirely new body that functions a billion times better than that nightmare. But that’s his choice to make, not mine. If he’s happy in that body, so be it, but I’d help him if he asked me.”

“Then let us hope he does eventually gain the confidence to ask you, at least for his sake.”

B-sides part 1 by emile

Part 7

[darling-answers]

Part 1 Overwatch Agents breaking the bed/desk

( some of these have breaking the bed others have same scenario similar but breaking other stuff 😏. NO MINORS ARE ALLOWED IN THIS FANFIC. PLEASE AND THANK YOU. RESPECT MY WISHES AS I WOULD YOURS.)

TW., Predator vs Prey, Mention of Heats but no a/b/o Kiriko has a cock, Fingering, insulting, Petnames as in “ Baby girl, Babe”. Etc, Smoking, Thigh Riding, Sex, Jerking Off, Over Thinking and self doubts, Oral Sex, Cum eating, Brat Taming, Size Kink, bonding, Body worship. Mentions of Old people, I’M TALKING IN THR SENSE OF 50-60 years old having sex obviously in Reinhardt part. Affirming. Degradation and praising. Reader gets slapped once.

( D.va, Cole Cassidy, Tracer, Genji,Reinhardt, Ana Amari, Symmetra, Kiriko.)

Continuation of this post

Side note: D.va is 22 in this, since she officially around the age 19-20 I aged her up for the comfort of my followers and Me. I will not be writing for Illari as she is 18.

Genji does not have a dick sense it a fanfic it won’t kill you for genji to have a smaller writing cause I can’t see him having a dick and it not hurting

Symmetra and Genji had the lowest amount of writing and it was because I have been working on this for two weeks and I didn’t want to recount the same thing over and over so I tried my best to switch it up the best as possible

I’ll be honest Pharah and Lifeweaver were supposed to be in this fanfic but when I was writing Reinhardt I didn’t realize that Reinhardt did sorta body worship so I had to skip Pharah, also the fact I felt it a little weird to have young Pharah in this fanfic in Ana fanfic and then write for older so for less confusion she will be in part two. I’ll be honest the prompt I had for Lifeweaver at the end thinking about it, it didn’t fully fit the theme of Lifeweaver so he will come to part 2-3 to.

NOW ONTO THE WRITING 🧡

D.Va ( Hana Song.)

• “ Hey Baby! welcome back! You came back so soon! OMG! I have so many things to tell you!” She Rushes to give you the biggest hug, To be expected she remembers you telling her that you were supposed to be gone for 5 months so to come back in only 3 months we’re surely a gift and one to be thankful. Coming to grab at your bags that you had packed with the help of her she rushes to put any heavy armor you had on you to the floor. “ Hana, you do not need to help me, I’m perfectly capable of taking my own armor and ammunition off myself just cause I’m back does not mean you need to do more work and stress yourself.” Mumbling and grumbling out the words she completely shushes you and grabs at your clothing pulling them off, shoving you into the Bathroom, “ Let me give you a little surprise BUT! After you take a shower you’re a little stinky!” She giggles placing a towel down and the beloved soap she made you buy. She quickly shuts the door and rushes around the house.

• Getting out of the shower with only a towel covering you, open the door to try and find where D.va was a lot harder than you expected. “ I thought you wanted me to-“ a gasp of air left your lips as you slowly come up to cover your eyes only to have your towel be drag to the floor by gravity itself. Peeking out through your fingers to the sight infront of you. Hana sitting on her work desk, wearing a dark red Lingerie, her legs which were crossed slowly came undone to open her legs completely wide.

• “ Come here.. it been so long since I have gotten to have you all to myself! Don’t be shy.” She lets out a pout as she gently lifts her hand to come beckon you over walking over to her she grab your hand and guides it towards her pussy, coming to move the fabric out of the way she helps you create a rhythmic movement, fingering her she moves her hand away to grab on your hair, pushing your face to be inches away from her face, she comes to grab at your cheeks to place her lips on your lips mouthing at your lips, sucking on the bottom of your lip she gently scoots backwards on the desk to give more space for you to have better access to her, coming to gently squeeze at your hip feeling so close to her climax she leans back on her hands.

• “ Please.. please, let me..” her head rolls back as her pussy contract as she let out a cry her fingers gripping your shoulders as her back arches she comes to let out a loud moan. Her body let out a heave as the table becomes lopsided falling to the ground causing both Hana and you to slam your body into the floor. She lets out a giggle from both pain and how equally shocked you both were. “ I guess I was too hot for this table to handle us both.” She divaly flick her hair from her shoulder as she comes to prop the top of her body up to come and look at you. “ Ready for round two! Player two?” She smiles down winking at you.

Cole Cassidy

• “ You mother fucker! You asshole, you son of a bitch! I hate you!” Screaming was heard throughout the house. Cole Cassidy, who was known as Jesse Mcree, sat on the couch with a smirk and a grin, tipping his hat down letting the woman take out her frustration and Anger on the cowboy. “ Baby girl take a breather before you become unable to breathe.” He grinned with a cigarette around his lips, watching as the woman storm up to him he grabbed her by her waist and dragged her down onto his lap slowly rubbing in circles on her skin around her waist. “ I know I said I wouldn’t smoke in your house but- bad habits die hard hun.” He mumbles grabbing his hat and placing it on the women head. “ you! Ugh you make me so frustrated!” Hearing the women screech he slowly move bounce her on his thigh. “ if you’re so frustrating and feeling feisty then get to riding, the saddle ain’t just for sitting on.” He let out a chuckle coming to bounce you roughly on his knee, nipping at your neck he slowly pulled at your sweater, letting it be pulled over your head.

• Being Mindful of the hat that was his signature cowboy look he roughly bounced you on his knee again, coming to bare handed rip your shorts off your body tossing the fabric that was in his hand over the side of the couch, grunting at the way your pussy clings to that underwear. Gently palming at your pussy he cups it in his hands coming to rub harshly at your clit over and over with fast pacing Movements. He started bouncing his knee short but pacing enough have your slick that started building up to come soak your underwear. “ Well well, look who the one who knows can’t handle having some of the fire that was first given.” He mumbled taking the cigar out of his mouth and letting it be smushed in the smoke cup. Rolling his head back in forth he grunts at the feeling of a puddle slowly start forming around his pants that were being rubbed back in forth in friction with your pussy. Moans and whines filled the area as he watches you come to cover your mouth closing your eyes, letting you roll your eyes as he suddenly stop. Smirking when he sees you whines and hit him on the shoulder from the painful feeling of being so close but so far from the delicious utopia.

• wandering Hands that were shakily come to undo his belt, grasping at his penis he felt you start to jerk him off, moving in a up and down stimulation, the movement cause him to let out a slur of shit and fuck me. As he comes to grab your wrist he grabs at your ass and one hand and moves you to straddle his waist. “ Let me help you babe, ride me Baby.” He piston his hips dragging his fat cock in and out of your tight hole, letting his cock kiss your cervix as he grips your hips grinding you down watching as your walls clinch and contract around his cock. “ fuck me baby that is some tight shit you have going on, damn baby.” He grunting and groaned as his hat started lop siding on your head

• “ shit baby!” The slam of a leg of the couch giving out. Causing the couple to slide to the left. There haft way on the couch and down as a groan and a whine was heard from the women. “ You need a better couch!” A groan was let out as she rubbed at her head, which was banged against Cassidy head. “ damn baby and we are so close..” he mumbled letting out a cough of a laugh. Sighing as he watches you walk into another room and grab a spare of clothing as he looked at you unimpressed. “ are you going to leave me hanging dear?” Watching you open the bathroom door and peeking your head back out of the bathroom. “ who said we can’t move it in here?”

Tracer

“ Love! What are you doing out here..? You’re supposed to be resting! I can’t believe you’re trying to be up and about right now.” She blinks towards you grabbing the mug out of your hand, “ I can’t believe you even had the audacity knowing that I’m right here faster to help you, all you had to do what ask!” She smiles gently guiding you back towards your room, setting the mug on the coffee table and gently setting you down on the bed, guiding you to lay back down. The injuries you sustained were worse than most missions you been subjected through harsh conditions which cause you to have to stay in bed even longer Emily both you and Lena Girlfriend had to go to work which left Lena staying home to take care of your injuries, given permission by her commanders to do so. “ I’m so sorry you are forced to go stay home, I know how you like to be out on the field.” Mumbling out an apology made Lena heart grow weak “ oh Love! You did nothing wrong stop being so hard on yourself! Everyone has some mess up and everyone can and will get injured from time to time and that will never make me feel less love for you.”

She suddenly lean in and hugged you tightly let out a big deep breathe in and out and snuggled with you coming to gently pull you down to be laying down. She comes to climb on top of you gently hugging you tucking your head inside her neck as she leaned her chin on your hair. “ You know.. if you ever want to retire from the field I nor Emily will not stop you, you deserve to live your life not stressing about what goes on in the field, I promise you, we will miss you but if you ever feel the need to take a step back the field will always wait for you to come back again. Don’t ever doubt your abilities.” She mumbles as she comes to gently smooch your face over and over when she felt you come to kiss her on the lips gently grabbing at her mouth pulling her into a long, sensual kiss before she felt you slowly peel away at her clothing tugging at her leather jacket and pulling at her tank top pulling it all off. “ oh baby! What are you trying to do to me? this is one of another one of your tricks now is it? Love you know we can’t do it. You still need time to recover and get your energy up. I cannot afford you hurting yourself because of me.” She mumbles as she tries to playfully slap your hands out of the way “ I love you insatiable come here.” As she felt you weren’t going to keep your hands away from her, she comes to peel off your clothing, the short skimpy nightgown that was dedicated all over your skin, came undone as she slowly comes to pull down your underwear.

Rubbing lovingly circles around your hips and pelvic bone she gently pulls one of your legs over her shoulder, licking up and down your folds she circles your clit and grazes it with her teeth, having a stifled moan and whine, she comes to start pushing your pussy closer to her mouth as she starts going at you. The warm sensation of her mouth all over your cunt, made the impending orgasm to effectively take over your body, the twitching and cry of pleasure as the headboard snap in haft hitting you in face and your upper body causes a loud yelp.

To Lena horror in shock seeing the headboard slid out on your head. She was frozen in place until she lift the headboard of the bed looking at you up and down gasping for air like a fish out of her mouth is dropped open she quickly scrambled to help you up as she paced around the bed quickly giving you ice and cleaning you up she let out another shaky apology as she looked at the headboard and look at you “ how are we gonna explain this to Emily… she’s gonna kill us love…” she mumbles a droopy expression as she tries to think of a way to avoid the obvious impending question.

“ Babe, I’m home! Where are you guys?”

Ana Amari

“ Mama! Mama!” The Screech of Young Fareeha was heard throughout the house, It was on constant repeat until a shush sound was heard from the soldier woman lips. “ Habibti being so loud is not necessarily, i understand you’re excited to see me but let not get to full of uncontrollable energy.” The Arabic women mutter kissing the forehead of her daughter. Giving her daughter the warmest hug “ Ana dear, I didn’t realize you would be home so soon.” Walking out of the kitchen was Ana Amari Wife of 6 years, wearing a slim but elegant yellow colored dress, Ana sighs at the feeling of being relaxed. Getting to take a minute to just relax in the warm environment and joy of her wife.

“ it been so long since I have seen my two beautiful girls, how are you doing.” Picking up Fareeha placing her on the snipers hip, leaning over to kiss her wife cheek, “ but you Miss need to go to bed, it is so late for you to stay up any longer than you have.” “ But Mum! I haven’t seen you in like forever! You will see me in the morning and I will be right with you and your mum will also be with you in the morning, we can play then but now is bedtime.” Fareeha let out a huff as she stomped up to her room. A sigh out of the sniper lips was heard, Ana moved towards her wife grabbing at her hips in a firm gesture. One of her hands come to take her wife hand and gently grasp at her wrist. Placing a kiss from her wrist to her shoulder gently sliding the straps of her wife dress off her shoulder. “ No, Ana We can’t Fareeha is hasn’t fully went to bed yet. We shouldn’t! She’ll be asleep sure enough just don’t make any more noise than usual.”

Yanking the Sniper into your share room, Ana pushes you into a wall and starts shedding her clothing first dropping her jacket and Bonet. Grabbing her back to remove her chest plate from her body she peeled it off and slam it on the floor. Unzipping her full Soldier outfit and dragging her legs out of it. She reaches for your bra, slowly unhooking the hook that ties your bra in place, Slipping out of it she throws it on the floor. Coming to kneel down on the floor she trails her kisses down to your hypogastric area. Coming to trail her fingers into peeling your underwear down, one of her wandering hands come to embrace your hands together. Moving her hair to her back, she comes to slowly place her tongue against your folds.

Licking up and down before locking her lips around your clit, poking and prodding at it. Her other hand that wasn’t connected comes to push two fingers into your vagina slowly thrusting in and out circling around the entrance before going deeper firmly pushing against the G-spot which causes a string of whimpers, Moans and Cry’s to erupt from the mouth of her wife. “ Oh Ana please don’t tease me I beg you.” A muffled voice filled the room. Moans and strings of please follow throughout the room as Ana speeds up her pace. Back in forth the sniper flattened her tongue along the edges of her wife folds. She could feel you pulse around her fingers as your free hand that wasn’t interlocked with her comes to yank and grab at Ana hair. Pulling and squeezing it she felt a gush of fluids around her fingers and her mouth, lapping up all the fluids she made sure that you were easily able to be aware of her and the setting around her.

As she comes to pick you up and put you on the bed a gasp of horror drawer her attention towards you then towards the direction which you stared at, a hole in the wall while it seem like just a little hole and not that big of a deal the horror of knowing that Fareeha will surely ask about it tomorrow morning cause a embarrassing cry.

“ We can just tell her you fell into the wall because of a game mommy was playing.”

Kiriko

The sound of panting and running throughout the woods is heard through echos and the trees that almost seem like a maze. Tree branches and sticks nicked and pull against the women skin as she runs further in a direction that she doesn’t even realize or notice if it the right way or the wrong way. Her mind feels like it a mushy blur as she keeps running away, the same message repeats in her head like a broken loop, “ you have 5 Seconds to start running. Once I catch up to you I’m not stopping nor will I give you a break. Start your running NOW.” Running past the broken tree that was broken from a lightening strike you started running the opposite direction to throw her off a chase. Even just a tiny bit of a slight second could help you but running from a Kitsune is harder than most people realize. It almost as if you can feel her breathe hard down your neck. A rush of air gives you goosebumps as you feel someone put out there leg stopping you from running and before you could brace for impact your suddenly on the ground. Face planted first.

Growling, huffing sound was heard from behind you as your mind suddently adjusted to the obvious fact that your body had fallen down. The sensation of pain and discomfort follows through as you let out a whimper, your left cheek is caked in mud the growling sound comes closer to you. Hands reached out and dig into your hips as forcefully you feel yourself be placed presenting for her. Ass up head down the feeling of being rutted into aggressively cause spews of Moans and mewling., The sound of ripping fabric fills the air as Kiriko rips your skirt off your body. Removing her leggings she lets out a feel grunts as her cock moved up and down your folds, gathering The slick that you were producing. “ I’m not holding on longer for you to adjust.” She Grunts as she pushes her cock through the right muscles into she bottoms out into you. “ oh baby, you’re so tight and pretty when you’re looking like this.” She lets out a grunt as she pulls back leaving just the head of her cock inside your warm embrace before pushing back in, pelvic to pelvic bone meet Eachother multiple times as she keeps fucking you raw. One of her hands that was holding the side of your hip comes to meet with your hand her mouth latches onto your shoulder as she bites down on it. Leaving teeth marks in your awake. “ How beautiful our Kits would be, one with your hair and eyes my personality.” She stop her ranting as a moan and few other cuss words followed out her mouth. Before either you or her could cum she got off of you leaving her cock drenched in wetness and leaking. Grabbing at your shoulders she rips you off the ground and slams you into a tree, picking up one of your legs she hooks your leg around her waist.

Grabbing her cock and pumping it a few times she pushed it back inside your pussy. Fucking you into the tree her knot gets bigger your insides feels even fuller than before as she grabs at your hips and slams you into her, “ Baby it coming! I need you to come with me fuck!” She grunts as her knot slips into you, blocking you from escaping the warm flood of semen that spurts out. Flooding your insides with warm embrace your cum mixed in with hers you feel her let out a huffy laugh. “ Baby look at this, the tree is haft way falling over.” She gave a big smooch as she gently tugged on her cock causing a grunt to fall from her lips. “ I have done a nice job. Maybe this time our kit will finally come to us.”

Reinhardt ( Size Kink.)

“ oh My Leibling how could I ever forget about how beautiful you are. Remember when we used to dance in the moonlight under the pavilion.” Reinhardt proclaim loudly as he entered the bathroom. He knew you were going to take a shower soon, you had already undress yourself “ oh Wilhelm! Get out! It best if you don’t see an old fool like me.” It been a while since he or you have seen eachother bare naked, you refused to be seen naked if it wasn’t yourself. “ oh could I ever stop loving you for who you are. Don’t try to hide yourself from me.” He gave you the puppy dog eye as he gently grabbed at your hips. “ oh Wilhelm you always put me to shame with your loving words but we both know this is not the same body i once had in our prime days.” A sad hum filled the room as Reinhardt mumbled “ Nonsense you are beautiful the way my wife has always been.”

The shower started running as Reinhardt changed the knobs for it to be warm. Reinhardt undressed himself in front as he walked into the shower, turning towards you he helped you in, using him for support in walking inside the shower the water started pouring onto each of your body’s. Grabbing the shampoo you started washing your own hair and his hair letting the water seep through his hair after your done making sure his whole roots were throughly cleaned and rinsed out. Rinsing out your own hair you go to bed down and grab the shampoo only for Reinhardt to firmly grab at your hips. “ you big buffoon what are you doing.” Swatting at his hands you go to pour yourself some conditioner only for him to take the bottle out of your hands, “ please just this once.. let me love you like we were when we were in our prime. I beg you Liebling, Don’t hide yourself from me. We both have grown old, you shouldn’t be ashamed to hide this body of yours.” A action you didn’t expect is for Reinhardt to fall to his knees his hair getting beaten down by the shower, water drips from between your guys body as Reinhardt comes to gently lay his head on your stomach, his beard scruff against your own skin. “ oh Reinhardt, how you make me feel the same way you always do, stand up dear, if you really want me now even if my body is old and aching, then do so as you wish.” a happy smile is brought to his face as he comes to stand up towering over you he brings you into a kiss, a passionate one as he places his leg between your legs.

He comes to lean down, kissing and sucking at your neck as he leaves hickeys going over your neck and all the way down to your breast. Moving some of your grayish, white hair out of the way he practically inhales at your breast, sucking and twerking at your nipple. “ oh Reinhardt you make me feel so good.” A blush surely formed on your face as Reinhardt grunted at your comment he comes to have his other hand that wasn’t occupied by stimulating your hard nipples to find your cunt. Sliding a finger and adding a digit he comes to loosen your pussy, making it easier access for his thick cock. No matter how many ages go by could be decades or it could be years, one thing has never changed about Reinhardt. It is his thick cock that have always been to hard to handle alone.

As he comes to add a third finger into your pussy he heard and felt something that was neglected from him for too long. He felt you tighten around his finger and gush on him. Your mouth makes pretty sound almost music to his ears as he felt your wrap your arms around his neck holding on. He knew you felt weak as your legs tremble from the sensation you had not gotten use to. Seeing your pussy was loose enough to start the tedious process, he positioned your squirming hips as he backed you into a wall. Grabbing the head of his cock he position it right at your vagina entrance and pushed in. The small moans of satisfaction cause Reinhard to slowly start deep thrusting into you. His hips coming to push against your own as one of his big palms come to push firmly against your belly. He could feel his cock inside of you causing a small bump to form. His pace picks up so did the moans and grunts that followed after both of your mouths “ oh Reinhardt please.” A whimper and whine thrown him off the charts as he started to pick up his pace ever slightly faster and harder. His cock drills into your inside “ Let us both cum at the same time my dear.” He grunts as he grabbed your chin kissing you before giving one more thrust which cause both of you to reach your climax. The feeling of your inside being mushy was very intense as it was like an invisible string that snap you from preventing an organism. The shower head had broken off without both of you even noticing.

“ Reinhardt dear, your head does not look so well did you hurt your head from banging it against the shower head to hard. These bones will be achy tonight, I just know it.”

“ I felt great glory and honor! That small weak thing did not hurt me at all! Nor will anything else hurt me or keep me from you!”

Genji ( Best friend can’t get off.)

“ sometimes i feel like Hanzo sent us on this mission instead of himself. He is definitely just as qualified to do this mission. I do not mind spending time with you, but sometimes it feels weird knowing that Hanzo bails out on us all the time to do other private things he wish not to discuss with me.” Genji remarks quietly to himself, he had just finished his mission and waiting for you to finish up in your room. He kept running over in his mind what to say to his crush. Repeating the same sentence over and over. Trying to decide what words would be the best to tell you only for him to just say and put a hand on his head. “ what am I even doing at this point, she wouldn’t mind me messing up with simple thing such as words.” He groaned as he messages his head from an upcoming headache from, the mask. He comes to settle on just knocking on the door. He waits for a minute or two and when he realize you were not answering the door, he quickly picks up your key from under your doormat, which he has told you multiple times not to leave your key under your doormat so people don’t break in and slowly turn the knob and open your door.

He knocked on the door, just a couple times, even though he opened it to make sure that you couldn’t hear him as he slowly walks into your house and overwatch bases. All agents have a door that leads to a small apartment that has all necessities and stuff like a basic life would have. He comes to look around your house trying to find if somehow you had accidentally passed out while he was away “ I’m here.” He slightly yells out as he goes to your bedroom, hearing a noise, he suddenly opening the door expecting to see you there doing your makeup or asleep,  he was not expecting to see you fully naked fingering yourself as you cover one of your mouth. Not even noticing that Genji was there, a few slurs of cursors tumble out of your mouth as he watched you trying to get off to him. “ oh Genji please Genji, oh Genji.” It seemed like you were almost at your climax that was so close but so far away, he quietly walks up to the bed and places a firm hand cupping your pussy, sliding a hand over your mouth the first reaction was a scream. Whipping your head around you see the one person you have been trying to get off to and crying out for him he lets out a grunt as he feels how wet you are. A small gasp was let off as he took off his lower part of his mask.

Grabbing your thighs with a firm grip he lifts them up to have them over his shoulders as he moves the two fingers that were in your cunt away. Pushing you back with a firm shove he takes a bit lick at your pussy. Moving his tongue around, horizontal, vertical all the way around, making sure the juices that were flowing out of your cunt were all slurp up. Pinning your hips down he leans up to rut against your pussy, a wet stain started to form each time he rutted against you his pant leg becoming increasingly obvious the arousal on it.

“ Don- ( grunt.) ever try to hide this, if you liked me why not ask.” He huffs as he adds a finger into your pussy in and out, he speeds up his fingers as he keeps rutting into you. Catching a climax was easier for you, reaching your high, you looked over at him seeing that he hasn’t cum or atleast hadn’t shown he did. “ you didn’t climax… did I do something wrong?” “ no uh.. i just.. I don’t have a dick. A incident made me unable to provide semen nor the male reproduction system.” He looked blankly as he got up from the floor, seeing scraps and a few broken wood from under the bed. “ maybe we went too hard for this bed.. I don’t like this bed.”

Symmetra ( Bonding, Hard Light.)

“ my hard light isn’t the only thing that helps me get through tough battles, it makes great use for these type of situations to. When the bratty girl thinks that just because I give her everything she wants that I will excuse her atrocious attitude, While you may have that idea I have certainly not.” Three turrents hang from her canopy bed all of them forming hard light chains that individual wrap around each different limb of your body. One that wraps around your neck, your arm and one around your legs. All firmly holding you in place. The light that surrounds it feels funny, light and almost like an invisible bonding that holds you against your will. Symmetra slowly takes off her outer layer only leaving her in a skintight jump suit. Leaning over she slowly pulls down your pants, still not moving to much to touch in places she knows would make you feel good.

“ you have disgusted and revolted on the idea of being a brat, brats don’t deserve no sympathy now do they? Mh? I don’t think so, you can sit right here and wait for mommy like you should have already been.” She yanks off your shirt and slap your breast before squeezing your nipple firmly with her nails. “ what a horrible slut you have become for mommy, I will put you in your place.” Grabbing at your cheeks she forcefully opens your mouth latching onto your mouth she starts sucking at your lips as her hand wanders all around your body. Coming to rip your panties straight off she peels off her tight jumpsuit to reveal a strap. The hand that was occupied slowly comes in your line of sight as she giggles

“ we have set up the car wash now it is time for you to get to work my dear.” She pulls out a wand and starts abusing your clit with it, rubbing it all over and firmly putting the pleasure all over the tiny numb.

“ I want you to turn around ass up now.” She slaps your thigh as you listen to her demands and turn around ass up. Grabbing the wand she places the wand back on your clit as she lines her strap perfectly with your vagina, pushing in and out she let the pink strap slide in and around your walls, leaving you to shamely moan, fucking you in doggy style she squeezes and pinches at your butt. Her pelvic hitting your pelvic all over again as she feels herself sobbing wet. Grabbing at your hair she turns you back onto your back as she peels the strap off, “ No-no! I- I was so close to- baby please” the strangle cry was clearly seen by her.

As she puts both her legs over your waist and starts grinding down on your pussy with her pussy. Shoving your mouth with the piece of your underwear that she teared off she shoves her manicure fingers into your mouth, jumping and grinding in a repeat motion cause a stimulation chain for both of you, edging yourself and her she desperately grinded for what she needed “ cum now!” Symmetra let out a whine shoving her nails further into your mouth knuckle deep as she felt her climax start approaching rapidly and fast. “ let’s go baby!” She groaned her climax suddenly caused a moment where Symmetra eyes closed and slide back into her head. She grabs with her other hand at the canopy bed leg. Only for haft of the side of the canopy to fall over, landing haft way on top of you and on Symmetra side.

“ what- what mess did we do? I-“ she mumbled still trying to heavily adjust to her climax that was stronger than ever before, the rage of you being a brat was the most thing that got to her as she let out a huff, coming to pick up her outfit and start putting it back on, changing her panties she gave you a kiss on the lips as she took down the turants that held you up.

“ I do recommend we use these again under more better circumstances but for now our focus should be to clean this mess up.. after… we take a minute to recollect our minds and bodies…”

[genji-centric]

Genji is the type to get needy after a long mission. A long day of fighting the Null Sector makes his body sore. Days of fighting make him crave it. He just wants to come home and bury himself in your walls. He wants to fuck his cock so deep into you, make you bounce on him as he lays back and relaxes. Genji steals himself for that. He needs it.. he needs you.

When he finally returns to you, he barely mentions the mission before he is groping at your ass. Kissing and sucking at your neck and begging for you. He gets pathetic with how needy he gets, Genji needs his favorite person.

Once he's finally inside, he let's out the sluttiest gasps and moans as he ruts up into you. His hands are firm in their hold on your hips. He guides you up and down. His hips meeting yours eagerly, harsh and fast. Him being tired from a mission means nothing when he finally gets to rut into you.

After he cums once he isn't stopping, he won't until he physically can't cum more. By the end you're fucked stupid, pumped full of his seed. Genji could spend the rest of his days like that, you are the type of comfort and releif he needs.

[froggibus]

Underneath The Tree - Genji Shimada

Pairing: Genji Shimada x fem! Reader (reader uses fem pronouns + has a pussy)

Genre: smut/NSFW

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: Genji returns home from a mission just in time to see the decorations you’ve put out—and help you thoroughly enjoy them

CW: smut, very soft fucking, praise, unprotected sex, p in v, creampie, overstim?, oral (f! receiving), fingering, fucking under the Christmas tree

merry christmas trogs. I don’t have much to post today but here’s a quick one about fucking Genji underneath the Christmas tree. most of this was written a while ago but some of it I finished like five minutes ago. not edited so sorry <3 love you guys. happy holidays

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Though you were used to Genji being needy after coming home from a mission, today he was insatiable. He comes through the door, throwing his bags onto the floor of the entrance and stumbles towards you.

You’re excited to show him the Christmas decorations you’d set up while he was away—especially the Christmas tree decorated in glittering lights. Of course, as soon as he reaches you and wraps his arms around you, the Christmas tree is long forgotten.

He plants a soft kiss to your lips, intertwining his body around yours. You reach up and tangle your fingers in his dark hair, tugging him closer to you.

You pull away and grin at him, “hey, baby. How was it?”

The groan that escapes his lips tells you everything you need to know. You reach up and fiddle with the strings on the black sweatshirt he’s wearing. “That bad, huh?”

“You have no idea,” he leans in for another kiss. “I’m so glad to be home. I’ve missed you so much. “

You use his collar as leverage to tug him back into you, “I’ve missed you too.”

His lips meet yours again but this time the kiss is deeper, rougher. He’s needy, you can tell that much. Any ounce of self restraint has left him, replaced only by what he’s needed for the past week without you.

You slip your hands down his chest, fingertips slipping under the hem of his sweater. Cool metal and warm skin meet your hands, the feeling so familiar it makes you relax instantly.

You tug on it, breaking the kiss and lifting it up over his head. You toss the fabric to the side and run your hands across his chest. You’ve missed this, having him around to hold and touch and play with.

Genji moans slightly when your hands ghost across his skin, lips moving away from yours and down to your jaw. He’s intoxicated by you, needy and never getting enough no matter how many times you do this.

“Maybe we should take this to the bedroom—“ you say between whimpers at the way he’s nibbling on your neck and jaw.

“No time,” he mumbles against your lips. His hands slip under your thighs to pick you up and lay you down on the floor, “this is fine.”

You giggle slightly. You’re laying down on the floor, your head and torso underneath the Christmas tree. The pretty lights behind Genji’s head illuminate his head like a halo.

“You’re so pretty baby.” He sucks marks onto your neck, fingers reaching under your shirt to fiddle with your bra.

You gasp when he manages to get his hands under the cups of your bra, running his thumbs over your sensitive nipples. You buck your hips against him, whimpering.

He pulls back from you, tugging your shirt and bra off in one swift motion. “So pretty,” he presses kisses to your chest, “my pretty baby.”

You’re flustered from his words, skin burning under his touch. You need him, maybe more than you ever have.

Genji presses his knee between your legs, digging it into your throbbing core. You whine for more, shivering at the vibrations when he laughs against your chest.

“N-need you, Gen,” you whine. “I need you so badly.”

Genji smirks, pulling back from your chest. He tugs off your pants, dipping a finger down to run across your panties. His finger is glistening when he pulls it away.

“Fuck,” he moans, “you’re so wet for me baby.”

You bite your lip and nod frantically, desperate for more contact. He pushes his finger inside of you through your soaked panties, the sudden intrusion making you cry out.

He pulls out and rips your panties off, brushing his thumb over your clit. He parts your thighs wider, making room for his head to fit. You can feel his hot breath on your sensitive skin, taunting you.

He looks up at you through those pretty lashes, cocking his head to the side, as if waiting for you to say something. You look at him pleadingly, and that’s all it takes for him to dive in.

You whine, thighs clenching around Genji’s head and eyes rolling back. His tongue laps at your throbbing clit and collects all of the slick that drips out of you. There’s something about way he has you laid down underneath the Christmas tree, your head resting on the tree skirt. The thought of it alone is almost enough to make you cum.

“Taste so good,” he mumbles into your pussy.

You whine and throw your head back, blinking away the tears. You haven’t even came, but waves of pleasure roll over you, threaten to overstimulate you before you even start. You clench your fists and curl your toes as your orgasm approaches.

Genji senses this and works faster, pushing two fingers into your drooling hole and working you open. He grazes his teeth ever so slightly against your clit, just enough to send you over the edge.

You whimper, thrusting your hips against his face. You squeeze your eyes shut, fire flooding through your body. Through the tears, you look up at the tree. The Christmas lights shimmer above you, blurry from the pleasure.

Genji cradles your head just as his tip prods your entrance. “You’re being so good for me, baby,” he mumbles, “think you can cum one more time?”

You shake your head. If this time is as intense as the last, you’re sure you’ll pass out if you cum again, but at the same time your pussy is aching. Desperate to feel him inside of you.

“That’s my girl,” he grins, slowly pushing his way inside of you.

After all this time, he still fills you perfectly. Your pussy stretches around his cock and when he bottoms out, you whine from the sensitivity.

He presses a sloppy kiss to your lips, giving you a second to adjust before thrusting into you. He starts slowly, desperate to feel your walls clench around him.

You reach up and claw at his shoulders. It’s all you can do to keep yourself conscious, your pussy fluttering around his hard cock.

Your own whines start to sound far away, echoing off of your ears. Your head is so fuzzy that everything feels like it’s happening to someone else.

You wrap your thighs around his waist, beckoning him closer. “G-Gen,” you whine, “I’m so close! Please I—“

He picks up his pace, fucking into you harder now. He reaches down to play with your clit, your cunt absolutely gushing onto him and soaking his cock and thighs.

“Hang on baby, I’m almost there!”

You try to hold on but one more harsh thrust forces you to come undone. Your muscles seize, tears pool at your eyes, and your juices drip out all over him.

Genji thrusts a few more times before pushing all the way in you, warm cum spurting inside of you. He relaxes against you, letting his cock pump you full.

He lays his head on your shoulder. “I’ve missed you so much.”

You can hardly speak, only nodding in response. He laughs at your state, kissing your shoulder.

[carmensbrain]

Hi um I saw you write for reaper.. do u have any headcanons on how he shows affection (with a partner)? 🫶

Ofc I can!! This is actually something I like thinking about so it’s gonna be a wombo combo! (≧ᗜ≦)🎀

Contains- Reaper AND Gabriel brain dump.

Rating- E for all of the brains!

Warnings- none

Authors note- so my phone got run over by fire truck and grammarly sucks on this laptop, sincerest apologies for any spelling errors!

Fic starts below the cut!

Gabriel Reyes

♱ Gabriel is an intimedating man to say the least, striking fear into the faces of new recruits, but not with you.

♱Though Gabriel hides his marrital status from the general public and the majority of overwatch, trust he mentions you every time he talks with Jack, Cole, Genji, or even Angela without fail.

♱ He tries his best to stay in the loop with your social life, often getting a little too invested in some petty drama between girls at your workplace.

♱Even when he can't make it, Gabe makes sure you know how much he loves you and not in a boring way, not through a call and most definately not through texts. He sends flowers to your shared home, specially picked out arrangements of your favorite flowers that you mentioned on your first date years ago, hand written letters the size of a light book packed neatly with your name printed beautifully on the front.

♱ He purpously leaves a few sweaters hes worn alot behind while hes away to make sure youll always have something of his even when hes out risking his life.

♱ The second that he enters the door of your shared home hes stuck to you like glue, arms wrapped around your waist as you do dishes and fill him in on whats gone on while hes away, limbs tangled with yours while he falls asleep for the first time in weeks.

♱ He makes sure to find the most beutiful dresses for you so you can attend Overwatch galas alongside him, he knows every curve and dip of your body and soul anyway so what he brings home is perfect always both for you and the occasion.

♱ Among the rubble of the swiss base they recovered tens of letters addressed to you that he never got to send, pages upon pages detailing just how much he missed you and how relived he was to have some vacation days coming up. The pages are fragile and covered in ashes but you kept every last salvageable sheet to reread on those late nights.

Reaper

𓆩𓆪 After joining talon he spent the majority of his time working, taking lives in order to try and forget his last one.

𓆩𓆪 It's not like he didnt want to have you back in his arms but he knew there were far too many concequences, but most of all he didnt want Talon to find you.

𓆩𓆪 Every once and a while you do recive letters, short yet so genuine, you thought they were backlogged letters the search team had forgotten to send but one night you caught him.

𓆩𓆪 Reaper had been standing outide of your home for just a little longer than he usually did, heart aching as he sees all of the changes that happened while he was hiding and you cracked open the door just in time.

𓆩𓆪 After a lot of convincing he stays the night, hesitent to be too close as you heat up some dinner for him.

𓆩𓆪 While he eats his first home cooked meal in what was probably a decade he reaches his scared hand out for yours, touch just barely ghosting on your skin.

𓆩𓆪 He treats you like youre a porcilain doll, his hands cold against your warm skin as he admires you for the ninth time that hour. hes truly afraid to hurt you, he knows how his strength can easily drain the life from a person and hes terrified to lose you again, he wont admit that though.

𓆩𓆪 He comes to visit in the late hours of the night, sneaking into your home to tuck you into the plush sheets of your bed, often times he'll rouse you awake for some much needed affection.

𓆩𓆪 Sombra is quick to pick up on these late night journeys and has gotten quite a few favors from him to keep his secret.

[genjispeace]

Perfect - Genji X Reader

tags: genji x gender neutral afab reader, insecure reader, virgin reader, body issues and insecurities, mirror sex, unprotected sex, praise

a/n: this is very uhm self-indulgent :) i hope you enjoy it as much as i do

tw: this deals with insecurities including body issues (primarily with one's stomach), so please keep that in mind while reading it. take care of yourselves

You suck in a deep breath before your knuckles rasp against Genji’s bedroom door. Part of you feels bad for bothering him this late, but you really don’t have any other choice. You can’t get the zipper on your dress pulled up all the way, and it’s too late to try to figure out another outfit. Granted, you are probably overthinking all of this, but it is not often that you are asked on a date.

The door swings open in front of you, and Genji’s eyes widen when he sees you there. His eyes track up and down your body, his dark eyebrows raising. It’s probably strange to see you all dressed up like this, especially considering you’re usually in jeans around him.

“Can you help me?” You ask, and you know you sound desperate. Genji just steps to the side and lets you walk in, before closing the door behind you. 

“You okay?” His voice is slightly muffled from the cloth mask he has on, but he still sounds more confident than you. 

“No…well, yes. I mean,” you try to speak, but the words get jumbled in your mouth. Are you going to be late? What if this outfit is bad? What if you say something stupid? 

You are so lost in your thoughts that you don’t notice Genji getting closer until his hand is resting on your shoulder. He squeezes it slightly, and the pinch brings your mind back to the present. 

“Relax, Sunshine,” Genji says, his nickname for you already calming your nerves. He’s called you that since the first day you transferred to Overwatch. It’s been a while now, and he still won’t tell you why he calls you that. “Breathe, in and out, and tell me what’s wrong.”

“I have a date,” you say after a deep breath. Genji’s hand twitches on your shoulder. “And I can’t get my dress zipped.”

Genji’s hand slides off of your shoulder and his eyes level with you. The dim lighting in his bedroom makes it hard to tell, but he looks like he may be furrowing his eyebrows. 

“Who is your date?” Genji asks, his voice sharpened to a sudden edge. 

“Cassidy,” you say softly. 

“Turn around,” is all Genji responds with. You nod, turning until your back is to him. You feel his hands ghost along your back, and you have to fight a shudder at the feeling. You haven’t talked about it a lot, but you are painfully inexperienced in anything physical. It’s another thing that you’re nervous about, especially if this date goes in that direction.

“You’re doing it again,” Genji says. 

“Huh?”

“Thinking too much. You always chew on your lower lip when you’re thinking too much,” he says. Your eyes snap up and realize how he saw you doing that. You’re both standing in front of a mirror, and the second you look up, his eyes lock onto yours. 

“It’s not my fault. I’m nervous.” You pull at the ends of your dress. Maybe it’s just to occupy your hands, or maybe it’s because Genji is looking at you with something you can’t name. 

“It’s zipped,” Genji says, and you find yourself turning to face him. He looks down at you, his dark eyes warm. “What do you have to be nervous about?”

“I don’t date often. What if he hates me? Or hates my body? What if he thinks I’m ugly or something? I-”

“I’ll kill him.” Genji’s voice is stern, and you frown. Surely he’s joking, right?

“I’m being serious, Genji,” you say. You wish you could see under his mask.

“You think I’m not?” He says, but before you can respond, he adds “You look amazing.”

“Genji-” you start to thank him, but he cuts you off.

“Better get going. You don’t want to leave the cowboy waiting, do you?” 

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The date didn’t go horribly, but you wouldn’t say that it went well. You like Cassidy, but there’s just not a spark there. He seemed to pick up on the same thing and was nice about it, but a part of you can’t help but feel the sting of rejection. Maybe it’s your insecurities showing, but it hurts when things don’t work out. It’s almost like you feel unwanted, ugly, anywhere. You can’t help but laugh at yourself as you walk back to your room. It’s a bitter laugh, one you choke out to keep from crying.

“Hey, Sunshine,” a voice calls to you. You look up, seeing Genji standing in his bedroom doorway. You almost forgot you have to walk past his room to get to yours. Though, he shouldn’t have been able to hear you coming, so why is he just standing there? “Hi, Genji,” you whisper, but hide your face quickly. He knows you too well, and you’re sure he could tell how upset you are based on your face.

“I’m not going to let you go to your room and cry yourself to sleep, so you might as well come here now,” Genji says. You take a deep breath. You know he’s serious. Too many times has he followed a crying you to your room to sit outside until you let him in. He’s stubborn, you’ll give him that. You cross your arms and turn, stomping past him and into his room. 

You plop onto his armchair, keeping your arms crossed. A tear slides out and you wipe it away quickly. He closes the door and turns around to face you. 

“I have my blades sharpened. Just say the word,” Genji says, and you snort. 

“Shut up,” you say through a sniffle. 

“Tell me what happened.” Genji sits down on the edge of his bed.

“Nothing happened. That’s the problem!” You blurt out. “Nothing ever happens.”

You stand up quickly, crossing the room to hide your face from Genji. You hate people seeing you cry, even if Genji has already seen it before. 

“I don’t feel good enough for anybody… I feel too ugly, too annoying, too loud, too everything,” you sniffle out. 

“Ugly?” Genji says from behind you.

“I mean, for fuck’s sake, I haven’t even had my first kiss yet. Do you know how pathetic that feels? To not be wanted?” You say. You know he doesn’t. Genji is attractive now, but before the accident he was like a god. 

“Don’t talk like that,” Genji says. You just shake your head. 

“I’m sorry,” you whisper out, wiping your face dry. 

“Look at me,” Genji says. His voice sounds closer, and you turn around to see him standing next to you. You smile at him, but you know it looks pained. He reaches up and his thumb swipes away another tear. 

“I want you,” he says softly. Your mouth opens, but no words come out at first. He continues to cup your cheek, and you lean into his touch.

“You-what?” Are the only words that manage to come out. He tilts your head up and forces your eyes to lock.

“I. Want. You.” 

“Genji, don’t-” you start. Fear rolls around in your heart, and your insecurities are yelling in your ear that he’s lying. 

“I do. Fuck, I could kiss every part of you,” he says. You keep searching what you can see of his face, but nothing shows that he’s joking. You’d be lying if you said that you never thought about Genji in that way. You’ve had feelings for him for a while now, but you always thought he would never feel the same. 

“Prove it,” is all you can say. The words barely get out of your mouth before Genji is yanking his mask off and pressing against you. His hands softly cup your face and his lips gently press against yours. Part of you reacts in shock, not expecting him to be serious, but most of you reacts in contentment. His lips are soft and warm against yours, and the feeling is unlike anything you have ever felt before. You melt under his touch, and he backs you up against the wall. His tongue swipes against your bottom lip, and your mouth opens for him. One of his hands trails down your body, latching onto your hip and digging his fingers in. You let out a soft moan that Genji swallows, and when you bite onto his bottom lip, he pulls away. You whimper in his absence, and his chest heaves as he stares at you. 

“Genji?” You say. He runs a hand through his dark hair as his chest heaves. 

“Let me show you how beautiful you are, how wanted you are,” his voice is soft, almost pleading. Your heart pounds in your chest, and you can barely speak at all. 

“Please,” is all you can say, but it’s all Genji needed to hear. He moves so fast that your brain can barely keep up, but he quickly has you pulled into his lap on the ground. You’re facing away from him, and confusion starts to take over. His lips press against your neck, pressing soft kisses into the skin there.

“I’m going to show you just how wanted you are, and you’re going to watch yourself until you like the way you look,” he growls against your skin. You shudder when you look up and see the same mirror in front of you. It’s a big mirror, reaching all the way down to the floor. You can see your whole body in it, as well as Genji’s entire body behind you, who is leaning his back against the bed. He starts to unzip your dress, and you can feel his hands ghosting over your skin. 

He slides the straps off of your shoulders, and pulls the dress slowly down until your chest is bare. He watches his movements in the mirror, his eyes latching onto your breasts. Your nipples harden and a chill shows on your skin. 

“Lift your hips for me, Sunshine,” he says. You obey without question, and he pushes your dress down and you shimmy out of it the rest of the way. Your insecurities start to rear their ugly heads, and you try to cover your stomach with your arms. 

“I will pin you down if I have to,” Genji warns. You shudder in his arms. “You have no reason to hide yourself from me. You’re so fucking beautiful, like the gods created you with perfection in mind.”

A dusting of blush appears on your cheeks at his words, but more so at the way he’s looking at you in the mirror. His eyes are dark, glowing, hungry. He’s looking at you like he’s starving and he wants to devour you. Your eyes lock in the mirror, and a sickly sweet smile appears on his face. 

“Don’t take your eyes off the mirror,” he says. You nod an understanding. Your eyes stay locked with his even as his right hand trails down your body and straight to your core. He doesn’t waste any time, and immediately dips his hand under your underwear. His fingers circle your clit softly, and your nerves feel like they’re on fire from just that touch. A soft moan escapes, and he takes it as a confirmation to keep going. His fingers pick up the pace, softly working your clit in circles. When he reaches lower and dips two fingers into you, your head falls back onto his shoulder. He stops moving his hand, and uses his free one to grab your jaw and force you to look back at the mirror. A soft whine escapes your throat, and you can see him smile in the mirror. 

“It’s okay, Sunshine. You can do it,” he says, softly gripping your face. The command is clear: don’t look away. You follow his orders and keep staring at the mirror. A soft gasp escapes when Genji pulls a knife out of his belt loop and slices your underwear away with it. Part of you feels like you should be scared. You’re completely bare, vulnerable, and he’s fully clothed and can see everything. Nobody has ever seen you like this before.

“Stop thinking, just feel,” Genji says, and his hand dips back to your core. He keeps working your clit, and when his other hand wraps around your neck, you can’t help the moans that come out. He’s not holding your neck roughly, but it’s enough to keep you in control, under his command. He moves his fingers faster and you start to feel an orgasm building in your core. 

“You’re so fucking beautiful, so fucking perfect,” Genji growls. “Come for me, Sunshine.”

Genji’s words are all it takes to push you over the edge. You moan out his name softly as your orgasm rushes through you. He keeps going, unforgiving in his movements. Your head almost falls back, but Genji holds you in place. Your body shakes, and you pant softly. You’ve given yourself orgasms before, of course, but it doesn’t even compare.

“I’m not done with you,” Genji says. You smile softly, and he catches it in the mirror. “Insatiable, are you?”

“Maybe,” you whisper. Genji shifts you slightly, just enough for him to pull his jeans and boxers down. He pulls you back onto his lap, and you feel his hardness pressing against your back. 

“See what you do to me? And you think you’re unwanted,” he tsks, but his voice takes on a more serious tone. “I know you’re a virgin, so we can go slow. You’ll be on top, so you can be in control, okay?”

“You want me to-” You start to say, your eyes widening in the mirror. 

“To ride me? Yes, if you want to,” Genji says. 

“I do,” you say. Genji smiles in the mirror, his hands moving to your hips. It’s a bit tricky getting in the right position like this, but Genji is so patient with you. You try to turn, but he insists on staying to face the mirror. Once you’re lined up, you start to sink slowly onto his cock. His gaze stays on the mirror, but his eyes flick down to where you’re slowly taking him in. 

“You take me so fucking well, Sunshine,” he says through a grunt. The praise makes you flush, and you keep taking each inch. He’s not small, that’s for sure. The stretch stings in a way that feels better than any toy ever has. When you’ve finally taken every inch, you look up at him in the mirror and see sweat dropping along his forehead. His hands grip your hips, where you know you’ll have bruises in the morning, and he guides you up and down slowly. 

“Fuck,” you say. Your brain catches the way your stomach bounces as you ride him, and normally that is the kind of thing that would bring you to tears, but the way Genji is looking at you, the way he’s touching you, it’s more than enough to quiet those insecurities. 

“So fucking perfect,” Genji says, pressing his lips against your neck. You ride him slowly, and sloppily, but he seems to be perfectly content in it. He starts to match your riding with his own thrusts, and each of them get you closer to the edge. He wraps his arms around you, holding your back against him as you start to fall apart again. One of his hands pinches your nipple as he’s holding you, and it’s enough for you to fall apart on him. You clench around his cock, screaming out his name as your orgasm rocks through your body. You whimper as he thrusts his hips a few more times, and when his legs start to tense under you, you know he’s about to come. You look up in the mirror, locking eyes with him. His head drops against your shoulder as his orgasm takes over, his soft hair tickling your bare skin. You reach to his hand, intertwining your fingers together. 

He takes a few minutes to recover, but he eventually helps the two of you to stand. You both go into the bathroom, where he turns on the shower.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, okay?” He says. 

“Mhm,” you reply sleepily. All your energy, all your worries, all your insecurities, are gone now.

“Worn out, Sunshine?” He says with a chuckle as he leads you under the water. 

“It’s your fault,” you say. You hear him stripping the rest of his clothes before he steps into the shower with you. 

“Guilty,” he says. He grabs his body soap and starts to lather it into your skin. You can’t help the flinch that you do when he reaches your stomach. He looks up at you, then kisses you on the forehead.

“Your stomach is perfect, Sunshine,” he says. You smile softly, and you know you look like you’re hopelessly in love with him right now. You kinda are, honestly. 

“You ever gonna tell me where that name came from?”

“You always smile, your eyes are always bright, like a ray of sunshine,” he says softly. Your heart warms at his honesty. He really does like you, and you like him. You both want each other. 

“Genji…can we do this? Like…can we try dating?” You say softly, the water from the shower head beating against your back. He freezes, and your heart stops for a split second. What if he’s about to reject you? You almost take your lip in between your teeth, but his words stop you.

“I’d love to,” he says. He presses another soft kiss against your lips before he finishes getting you cleaned up. You eventually end up in his bed, cuddling while naked, which is something you didn’t think you would ever be able to do. Your insecurities have no room between you and Genji.

[ironunderstands]

help I have been afflicted by Boothill brainrot time to share some shitty angst bulletpoints with the class (that I’ll probably turn into a fic later)

I don’t think I have to tag anything specific but be warned there’s probably something bad in here so if you understandably don’t wanna read that then scroll. Expect cyborg related angst (and minor spoilers)

Also I hc Boothill as nonbinary (using he/they and occasionally she) so if you’re wondering about the use of multiple pronouns that’s why, it’s not related to the angst, I just don’t want people to be confused.

-has a sensation of touch on the metal parts of his body, but it’s visibly muted compared to his skin and it drives them nuts

-despises hot/cold temperatures due to how they interact with the metal parts of their body, on especially hot days

-very vulnerable to hacking and it scares the shit out of him (thanks past obsession with Genji for giving me this one, the amount of “Sombra hacks Genji and he has a bad time” stuff I have read is unhealthy, even if she would only do it for the shits and giggles or a mission, a character losing control of their body is unfortunately very compelling please don’t cancel me)

-can’t remember their past life or how he died but still has nightmares of it

-phantom pain is a bitch and her name is Boothill

-won’t be seen as human by most people (even actual people write him this way which is a little weird to me, like I know the Robot/Human tag w Boothill serving as a Robot is probably just for reach, but like, he’s still human, he’s not a robot, he’s a cyborg, idk it’s just a pet peeve of mine)

-has to go to the scientist who made him to get “upgrades” (aka whatever they feel like fucking with this week) against their will

-he can’t remember his old life, but they can remember how their body felt back then and the cyborg one distinctly Doesn’t Feel The Same

-Boothill’s synesthesia beacon doesn’t just prevent Boothill from cursing, it prevents her from saying certain things entirely which makes it very hard for him to express his feelings

-charging induces sleep for them, something which Boothill tries to hide as it could be used against him

-debating between making Boothill unreasonable heavy (because metal) or unreasonably light (because high tech) both scenarios cause problems for him, feel free to torture yourself for as to why

-animals (especially dogs) don’t like them as Boothill doesn’t have as strong a scent nor the flesh of other humans which is why it’s hard for them to trust him, which sucks for Boothill because he loves animals

-doesn’t even know the planet they were originally from or how old he was when he died, Boothill doesn’t even know their birthday, so it ended up becoming the day he was brought back to life against his will

-gets called “it” by people who don’t like cyborgs or people that are non-organic/have nonorganic parts of their body/existence, I also share this for the trailblazer because of their dubious origins, I’d like to believe transphobia isn’t a thing in Star rail because it’s already tiring enough irl and there’s no proof for it unlike other real world problems, so the misgendering happens for other horrible reasons! Horrible reasons that are close to canon considering the whole organic/inorganic war thing depicted by the Sim Uni, I’d imagine a lot of people are still bitter about that (honestly I don’t know the details I was there for the jades) and/or ignorant enough to believe that only fleshy beings have a monopoly on personhood (it/its pronouns are cool but not on people who don’t want to use them!)

-constantly pushes the limits of their body (aka self destructive behavior), I doubt Boothill would be trying to hurt herself but it’s more of a “it will get fixed anyway” kinda thing, any injuries sustained still hurt like a bitch but Boothill forces himself to not care because well “it’s his job and he will get healed anyways” (also it’s implied from their LC that he’s a Galaxy ranger against his will from the whole “never living for themself again” thing, so Boothill probably has to get injured for the job and is just forced to grin and bear it

alright that’s all the angst my sleep deprived brain could cook up for now if I did something wrong or missed a tag pls tell me

[thepayloadisgay]

Genji flicks the scalpel between his fingers, a gentle ting whenever it hits against the metal of his hands.

"Must you?" Moira asks, not looking up from her screen, one hand typing, the other flicking through papers, messy with her scrawl.

"Can't sleep."

"And you decided to make that my problem, I see." Idly she types, the screen becoming a blur that she blinks back into focus.

"You're the only one awake."

A sly smile as she leans back into her chair, crossing a long, lithe leg. "I'm not your substitute Angela."

The scalpel falls, nicking what exposed flesh is left on his thigh. Genji smudges the dot of blood with his thumb.

"So easy to startle the little sparrow." She watches him suck away the blood from his finger, curious how sensitive those artifical sensors really are. Moira knows in theory, of course. But there's nothing like the driver's seat.

Moira flexes her scarred hand, withered and worn, bones shaping as if already broken, veins a blackened walkway.

"You could never be her."

The bristle in his voice almost makes Moira laugh, even before the words. "Like I'd want to be. Must be exhausting being that uptight and righteous everyday." She catches Genji's eye from over her glasses. "Although," Moira rolls her two fingers idly over thumb, "there was always that small window where she was a little less annoying after a good fuck."

Fwip.

Moira pulls the scalpel out of her headrest, so close to her head she could feel its cool steel to skin. She throws it back, Genji catching it between two fingers. "You know I'm right."

He remembers the way Angela spoke of Moira. Disdain, disgust, an offense that she still breathed. But she spoke of her.

Often.

He knew they'd spent a lot of time together. Forced and necessary, their brilliant fucking minds colliding to create things Genji couldn't even comprehend. Time spent together when Genji shed blood with Blackwatch, weeks tucked away in an anonymous corner of the world, stalking and waiting, sharpening steel until he recieved the order to go.

Angel was never his, and he was never hers. But it felt like the confession of yes yes yes I'm yours always fucking yours was carved into his body, blazen on his chest, on what flesh was left.

But neither of them looked. Turning elsewhere, feeling elsewhere.

Genji slides off the counter, silent steps feeling so loud, too heavy as he walks past, glancing at the clock. 03:23.

"She doesn't even like you." He stares at the doorway where he stands. At the blank message box to Angela he's pulled up on his HUD. At the blinking cursor saying nothing. Too much.

Moira smirks, stretching her legs on the table, fucking papers be damned. "When did I ever say she did?"

[frozenbound]

HII I heard you're taking requests again, can I get slutty genji bottoming with his pussy? Hanzo just being horny for that, impregnantion kink, breastfeeding kink, maybe knotting as well, not quite abo maybe hanzo is a werewolf and genji is his mate. I jsut love the shimada's with a pussy and the other really ramming the other with a big dick. There's not enough pussy shimadacest out here! or pussy mchanzo neither! please be super descriptive <3 love your writing!

Thanks so much! Breastfeeding, impregnation, werewolf, and knotting coming right up under the Read More!

Hanzo smiled up at Genji, then leaned down, licked across his nipple once, twice, then wrapped his soft lips around it and began to suck.

Genji sighed, mostly out of appreciation and pleasure as his brother’s lips and tongue lavished attention on his sensitive skin, but a little out of fond exasperation.

Hanzo loved his nipples. If Genji weren’t so impatient, Hanzo might spend the entire night just nursing at his tits, and that was no exaggeration. Once, Genji resolved to do nothing and let Hanzo be the one to move on…and then, twenty minutes later, finally forced him to do something else.

Genji wasn’t one to question fetishes, but what on Earth was his brother getting from his tits, magnificent and supple as they were?

Especially when he let out those noises that sounded so hungry?

“Geez, brother,” he chuckled after a few moments of Hanzo suckling on him, “if you actually want something to come out, you’re gonna have to put something in me first.”

He wasn’t expecting Hanzo’s head to snap up.

He wasn’t expecting his yellow eyes to lock on his.

“Put what in you, exactly?” Hanzo demanded, his voice dropping into that rough and deep timbre that sent shivers of fearful arousal coursing through Genji’s body.

Genji opened and closed his mouth a couple of times before he found his voice again. “A…” he said, whispered, really, “A baby. A cub. You…you gotta knock me up before you’ll get any milk out of me.”

There was a pause, a dreadful but wildly exciting pause.

Then Genji was flipped over, with Hanzo’s hairy paws raising his hips until he was on his hands and knees, then Hanzo’s muzzle was clamped on his moist pussy.

His transformation had been breathtakingly fast; Genji had hardly even seen the hair sprout all over his big brother’s body, his muscle mass swell, or his nose and mouth lengthen. He had been looking at his brother’s handsome face one moment and literally the next his enormous werewolf form had burst into being, and now Hanzo was lapping and licking at Genji’s lips and flicking at his nub with a dripping urgency that left Genji unsure how much wetness was coming from his brother’s mouth and how much was coming from within himself. A veritable flood was coming from both sources, though, running down Genji’s legs as he moaned and shuddered and jolted from the way Hanzo prepared him with his long canine tongue, extending its long, slippery length from his perineum to wriggle against his folds and flick repeatedly at his clit.

It didn’t take long before Genji knew he was ready, and he began pressing back against Hanzo’s maw, teasingly at first, but he soon found that he was the one being teased, because even when Hanzo worked his tongue into Genji’s wet and warm heat, even when Genji did his best to spear himself on it to demonstrate how welcoming, how needy his pussy was, even when he gasped with every single little move, still Hanzo wouldn’t mount him like he wanted.

Then, suddenly, the words came tumbling out of Genji’s mouth.

“Please, brother!” he whined. “You want…ugh, I want it so bad! I want you to mount me! I want you to…to breed me! Fuck me full of your cum, then knot me so none of you leaks out until I’m knocked up and full of your pups! Breed me, brother! Breed me!”

Hanzo’s muzzle left Genji’s pussy, leaving him cold and achingly empty.

Then his hairy, crushing weight pressed down on Genji’s back, and simultaneously, making Genji sigh with almost tearful relief, Hanzo’s cock began pressing up against his skin, twitching and bouncing as it sought his entrance.

Hanzo made a couple of false thrusts, Genji’s pussy so wet and dripping that the tip of his cock slide past rather than in.

Then it caught.

Then it pressed in.

All the way in.

Hanzo was the werewolf, but it was Genji who howled.

“Oh! Hanzo! Brother!” he sobbed as his felt his pussy fill up with Hanzo’s thick, lengthy cock, filling up so perfectly and then straining against his walls and his flesh as his body struggled to contain him, “Yes, brother! Make me yours! Fill my belly with your pups and then you can drink all the milk you want! Earn it, brother! Make!” he yelped when Hanzo thrust into him again, “Make! Me! Yours!”

He could already feel Hanzo’s knot pressing against him with every bruising thrust, but Hanzo might want to breed him, but he was going to enjoy his brother’s body first, and let his brother enjoy his thick cock a while longer, too.

How could Genji not, honestly? The way his quivering pussy responding to the thick crown and the texture of the thick veins covering the shaft, spearing so deep within him, was heaven, pure heaven. Genji’s only wish was to keep it within himself, to keep Hanzo himself within himself, forever, in the hot embrace of his body, united, together, for all time…

And that was Hanzo’s only wish as well.

Letting out a triumphant, if slightly wounded howl, he let loose his torrent, his flood, his inundation of cum, and in the same vicious thrust that sent his essence coursing forth to unite with Genji’s body and bring forth new life, Hanzo pushed forward until Genji’s body gave way in sweet surrender to accept his enormous knot, and now Genji was full, now Genji was bursting, now Genji was reeling with orgasmic pleasure as his pussy and his entire body pulsed and writhed and swelled to accept the gifts his brother was bestowing upon him: cock, cum, and knot.

He pressed a shaking hand to his belly, feeling the bump that was his own body combining with the maelstrom of cum swirling around his brother’s cock deep within him, and he shuddered when Hanzo’s paw overlaid his, while the other kneaded at his tits which they both knew, they both somehow knew would soon be swollen with milk, which Hanzo would be happily, ecstatically drinking down in the months ahead.

The only thing missing was the feeling of Genji and Hanzo’s fluids dripping down his trembling legs; Hanzo was sealing him good and tight, not letting a drop go to waste until their duty was done, but Genji was willing to forgo the feeling, just this once. The rewards he would reap would be beyond price.

[apoapsis]

@kinzokusuzume​​ said,

There's a platter of daifuku, mochi that has been made into a confectionery, placed on the table in front of Sigma. There's a variety of choices, round cakes filled with different ingredients like red bean paste, strawberries, or ice cream. "Thank you for saving me back then. These are daifuku, a traditional Japanese dessert. It has been over a decade since I have tried making them, or any other desserts, so I hope they are to your taste." he explains, pauses for a moment then sits down in a chair and exhales quietly.

"Of course I have tasted them to make sure they are edible but my taste is no longer the same as it used to be. So... I hope you enjoy them."

                    If one were to ask him, he could not articulate a proper reason why he is still entertaining any semblance of amiability with the cyborg.

His obligation had been repaid-- well, to an extent.

                     And yet... He finds himself invited to meet in private-- this time being a cheap motel. Something off the “record”, so to speak-- quiet and out of the way. Somewhere they can coexist temporarily outside of their factions; as friends, perhaps...? He as anxious as ever-- however, it’s more to do with the fact that he does not know how to present himself so casually. The chair’s too small for his massive body, leaving him to float passively with his long legs crossed beneath him. It’s a comfort, however, to find that Genji was... remarkably comfortable with his company. Sure, it may have to do with an error in perceiving the biorhythms of synthetic flesh and biology-- but he didn’t appear to harbor any of the skittishness SIGMA has come to expect from others that engage him.

In a way, that makes the astrophysicist feel inexplicably safer as well.

                      Wide, curious lavender eyes observe the platter with wonder as it’s placed before him, bearing such a colorful ensemble of delicious-looking treats. Embarrassing, how something as simple as food ensnares his attention so directly; he wonders if Genji had any inclination as to why this would be ideal for him. Did he know how little TALON truly fed him on any given occasion? He couldn’t possibly.... so what was the purpose?

“... ‘Daifuku’...?“ he echoes inquisitively, his head cocking to the side curiously as he watches Genji take his own seat across the little motel room table. “-- Ah.... You need not thank me! I... well, I operate by... favors, I suppose! You... You saved me-- s-so naturally I would-- should-- intervene, yes...?“

                    After a moment of hesitation, SIGMA opts to reach over and select one of the delicate little treats, turning it over between gloved fingers a couple times as he inspects it with interest before taking a tentative bite. The texture is unlike anything he’s had in quite some time-- not unpalatable, but strange, the way it sticks to his mouth as sweetened red bean paste washes over his tongue delightfully. 

“-- O-oh! So good!“ SIGMA chimes enthusiastically, a look of shock crossing his features before he opts to take a more confident bite of the daifuku. It’s hard to remind himself to chew when he wants to swallow the entire thing whole. So fucking delicious. Harder, still, to resist the surge of JOY that washes over him-- something that Genji would most certainly be able to detect. It’s one thing to have others spark his excitement-- but it was a completely separate thing altogether when others spark his elation. “-- You... made these? I-- I have never had anything quite like it! It is so good!” However, after a couple moments of delighted chewing, sucking the remaining residue from his gloved fingertips and haphazardly snatching up another, a thought occurs to him.

                “-- Wait... So you just...? You, a-ah... made these for me? Just for me?“ SIGMA asks, feeling a little sheepish at the notion. “... You did not have to make me anything! We are... even!” He doesn’t deserve something like this; they’re supposed to be enemies. If TALON had any idea he was entertaining such frivolities...

... Yikes!

                   “I-- uh... I cannot give anything to you in return... Y-you know that, right...?“ He admits shyly, gazing at him from under the crest of his brow as he politely gnaws on an ice cream filled daifuku, a gloved hand lifted to politely cover his mouth while he speaks. There’s an urge to reach across, to grip him, to demand to know why he continues to entertain SIGMA so openly; he feels as though he is being led on, to an extent.

As syrup-like as his fondness for others happened to be, he is not as unaware to the reality that people have and do continue to take advantage of his lackadaisical demeanor as others often assumed; a lot of the time, he chooses to entertain these selfish people. He loves the attention he gets when someone wants something from him-- but it’s for this very same reason that he cannot seem to take such blatant kindness and pleasantries as insignificant. After all, if anyone was genuinely so interested in simply feeding SIGMA, then he would never feel hunger again. 

                     ... No, it’s never quite that simple-- not for something that barely constituted being defined as “human” so loosely. The real question is, what does Genji want or expect from him in doing this? What exactly did the cyborg hope to achieve in continuing to meet with him like this...? More importantly, what is SIGMA willing to do? He supposes it depended upon what precisely was expected of him, but...

Well, he’s starting to like Genji.

                 Genji is the very first to express any real interest in what had become of SIGMA both prior to TALON’S involvement-- and following his release from Overwatch custody. An escape he would have never been able to attempt without his direct intervention. In addition to that, he likes how calmly and graciously Genji presents himself-- and he likes how Genji seemed to directly empathize with the ancient, abysmal hatred he has long-since buried as deeply as it would go.  In a way, Genji seemed to understand that facet of himself even more than SIEBREN, himself. He may have very well been the very first to show any form of understanding for what SIGMA feels about his circumstances-- and certainly the very first to actually... listen to him.  “... Are we...“ SIGMA begins, although the words hang in the air momentarily as he attempts to figure out how to articulate his question.

The pause draws on a little longer than he anticipated for it to.

                    “-- Does this-- ah... Do you intend for us to be... friends?”

“Is that why you’ve done all of this...? Even though... I am of TALON?“

[bylightofdawn]

My landlord is jacking my rent up another hundred dollars (mainly out of retaliation because I don't want to move across the hall to the unit they just reno'd because it was 150 dollars more than what I was paying now and I just don't have the energy to scramble to pack all my shit and move it in less than 30 days.) but since I'm not under a lease at the moment, they can fuck me anyway they want I guess.

So I'm just going to fucking suck it up until I can find a new place and in the meantime I'm going to get rid of a lot of my shit so I don't have to move it. It breaks my heart but the first thing I'm considering selling is my comic trade paperbacks. I prolly have 100+ of them and honestly? I haven't cracked one open up in years. So it's just gathering dust and not being used and will be a huge pain in the ass to move. But I'm so out of spoons right now and overwhelmed I want to cry just thinking about how TO get rid of them. I could just get hosed, take them to Half Priced Books and prolly get 50 bucks max. I checked Declutr app and out of the 10 Batman issues I checked, most were selling for under 1.5 a piece. And then I'd have to ship them to them.

I could try craigslist but I seriously doubt it will sell. I checked and there is only one listing for someone selling comic trade paperbacks.

It pains me to think of all the money I spent buying these books only to take a huge loss just because my body is just too tired and broken to carry them up and down stairs in boxes. I'd STILL have to do this if I was going to sell them at HPB either way of course. I have so much crap I need to get rid of because I am prolly realistically going to have to move into a studio and will be losing a bedroom. So I should definitely be getting rid of any heavy stuff like that. And once that's gone I can get rid of the huge metal rack in my living room so I can start packing things up in earnest and will have room to put said boxes.

It's frustrating how expensive rent in my town has gotten. It rivals fucking Austin in pricing which is fucking stupid. But I did a price comparison with San Antonio and honestly? Most apartments there are also renting for 750-800. And I'd have to pay pet rent for Genji on top of it. If I didn't want to be close to my mom I'd just say fuck it and move back to Houston. It's definitely cheaper to live there. I could easily find an apartment for 650 or so. Maybe even less depending on where I want to compromise living. If my mom wasn't tying me down to this place I'd honestly get the fuck out of Texas in general. I'm beginning to hate my state and everything it stands for.

Soooo yeah real life stress is real at the moment and right now I'm in panic mode where I cannot function. Hopefully my anxiety will calm down enough I can think and plan my next move.

[anonthefold]

I played two games of comp when I got home after my mini nap. I don't warm up anymore. I find that I'm better off just going in fresh minded and letting my body catch up. I won both games ( s3 rt66, s2 Numbani) pretty handedly. Rt.66 game I played Moira because Ana was taken and I got PotG. Full hold on first point despite questionable staggering onto the cart before capping. The attack was easy peasy. We basically held W.

Second game on Numbani a brief history. I hate that map. The first choke and the last choke really separate which team wins. We had the attack first. We capped super quickly ( ftr I was on Moira for the attack and Ana on Def) then pushed to 1st point losing only one team fight. With close to 6 mins on the clock you'd think we could make the final push easily with time to spare but we really struggled with the swap to rein apparently. We got a lot of elims but I think our tank ( Dva) got too cocky and forgot to peel back. Our Kiriko was hyper aggressive which is fine but I basically had to do most of the healing as we were being flanked by a reaper constantly. We timed out with 4m to push which is ok but still a bummer. I switched to Ana and this is where I started to realize how much better I've gotten with Ana. They took first point pretty quickly as the reaper went Genji, our Dva was all the way by the first bridge and our Kiriko was flanking the off lane. Too much flanking just spreads our resources out too far. I died then the time died. We go to hold the second choke I take high ground and once again our Dva decides to 1v1 the rein in the room with a large health pack out of LoS I try to nade but she moves in further and it misses. I did to visor the Kiriko already dead and the rest of the team falls over. We get one more fight at the third choke. Genji blades I sleep him two tap nade him all the whole the Moira sucks me off. No one comes to my pings then I fall over. We lose that point. I realize we have an advantage because the last choke is very tight. I save my nanos for the over ambitious Dva because I am picking up on her play style. We full hold at the point for 4 minutes. I slept a charging nano'd rein with shatter and no one woke him up. The Cassidy dropped behind their team and got 4 with deadeye and we all burst down the rein. I got 10 elims on that last hold while pretty much babysitting everyone because our Kiriko was all about the flank and only peeling when they needed heals. They were good games just very interesting. I feel a lot more confident with my Ana in silver now.

[b1adelight]

Since hitting gold 1 in overwatch I’ve been getting the worst matchmaking like what (I’m in open queue btw)

Worst one today was in blizzard world, I’m the only healer and there’s only one tank, the rest are all dps which 2 of them keep running off ahead of the team and dying (junkrat and genji)

Someone else switches to tank at some point (now dva and roadhog) and I switch to mercy (was moira) to deal with all the splitters, now healing the roadhog who’s getting totally facetanked after the 2 remaining dps get wiped out by an orisa ult, meanwhile dva is above me on the bridge connecting pylon terrace and the food court thing, soloing enemy junkrat, her mech gets popped

and I’m trying to fly up to her but the bridge is blocking her body and I can’t quickly fly back to get in los of her cause the dps are dead and I tell her I can’t heal her through the bridge, hoping she’ll just jump down to me so I can heal her instead of soloing a junkrat out of her mech, she ignores me and dies

and roadhog and I are totally helpless against like 5 players plus a torbjorn turret so we both die

so I tell someone to switch to a healer and one of the dps picks Moira, thank god, now it’s 2tank 1dps 2support, we don’t make it to the 2nd checkpoint though

then it’s our turn to defend and we use same healers but we have sigma ramattra and doom fist, it’s working great until 2 of our tanks die and the enemy Moira dashes over to the point and kills me, sigma and my Moira kill her but the others catch up

doomfist is also splitting a lot but Moira is good at keeping up with him thankfully but we totally fell apart on the second checkpoint, everyone is rushing in without grouping, I get pinned and killed by rein right when I’m about to fly to the end point cause a teammate died there

we did a lot better on the first part of defense honestly but it still sucked, probably my worst comp game so far, idk what the others were doing honestly I’m just annoyed but it was kinda funny (also playing mercy for the first time in comp) (I’ve always been bad at mercy idk how I pulled that one off decently)

Moira player on my team did really good, sigma and ramattra as well (ram was the dva that did the dva thing so I was surprised)

also realizing even more how hard it is to heal a roadhog as Moira because he has so much hp her spray heal hardly does anything like huh?????? She feels so much weaker than in ow1 but idk at the same time

[froggibus]

Edging - Genji Shimada

Pairing: Genji Shimada x gn! Reader

Genre: smut/NSFW

Word Count: 950

Summary: edging your boyfriend just cause you can

CW: edging/teasing/orgasm denial, light bondage (Genji), handcuffs, sub! genji , dom! Reader, praise/degradation, oral (m! receiving), cum swallowing, slight overstim

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“G-god, y/n, please!” Genji whines, tensing his shoulders. 

His ragged breathing is drowned out by the jangle of the handcuffs on his wrists as he strains against them. Your hand hovers just above his cock, just enough so that he can feel the heat radiating off your palm, but far enough that he can’t feel you.

“Patience,” you tsk, rubbing your thumb over his tip. Precum drips down his shaft. “Be a good boy, or you don’t get to cum.”

He strains against his cuffs once more, trying to jerk his cock into your hands. You laugh and pull your hand away completely, content to watch him writhe and whine desperately. 

He looks at you pleadingly and you return his gaze with an unimpressed raise of your eyebrows. 

“F-fine, please, I’ll be good.” His cheeks are practically crimson and his gaze is suddenly on his thighs. 

You have one leg on either side of his, using your own weight to hold him down. You return your hand to his shaft, gentle gripping the base. 

You drag your hand up and down slowly, watching his face. Soft moans leave his lips at your touch, begging you for more. You grind your hips against his leg in sync with the movements of your hand, trying to give yourself a little pleasure too. 

His moans get a little breathier and he starts to thrust into your hand once more. You sigh and give him a disappointed look, taking your hand away entirely. 

“N-no! I didn’t mean it, please…please keep going.” His voice cracks in desperation, teary eyes looking up at you through thick lashes. 

You gently squeeze his cock and watch as he rolls his eyes back. “You said you’d be good before, too. I don’t know if I believe you…”

He gasps desperately as you rub your fingers up and down his length, barely applying any pressure. It kills him to lay still like this, bound and at the mercy of your touch—but it feels so fucking good, too. 

“Hm,” you hum and spit onto his cock, using your saliva as lube. “You are being a good boy. Think you can last just a little longer? For me?”

He nods furiously, biting his lip and closing his eyes. You tighten your grip on him and start to jerk your hand faster, finally giving him what he needs. He whines and cries out the whole time but he doesn’t dare move his hips. 

You can feel his muscles start to tighten again and you know he’s close. His breathing is more ragged, loud moans slipping out between gasping breaths. You pull your hand off of his cock just before he can cum and plant a sloppy kiss to his lips. 

He pushes himself desperately into you, trying to push his tongue past your lips. You let him, tangling your hand in his hair. 

“Such a needy boy,” you tease. “But you’ve been such a good boy, I’m going to let you choose.”

“C-choose?” His forehead and abs are soaked in sweat, beads of it rolling off and coating the metal plates on his body. 

“How do you want to cum, baby?” You gently stroke his jaw. “Do you want me to use my mouth, or do you want me to fuck you?”

Genji practically freezes, his face burning. You’re smiling at him so innocently despite what you just said and his cock is aching so bad it makes his head spin. He just wants to cum, he doesn’t care how. But the thought of your warm mouth sucking the cum out of him is almost enough to make him finish right now. 

“Can I,” he looks away bashfully, “can I have your mouth?”

You kiss his lips once more. “Of course you can.”

You waste no time in straddling his chest and leaning forward to his crotch. His cock is red from all the edging, dripping in pre. You lick your lips before giving the tip a kiss. 

He jolts at your touch but mumbles a quick apology and relaxes. You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, letting his cock glide in. A soft whine leaves his throat, only pushing you farther down his cock. 

You stretch your jaw to try and take more of him, leaning in to get him further back in your throat. He rattles his handcuffs and bucks his hips into your mouth. From the salty taste flooding your throat, you know he won’t last much longer. 

You roll your tongue around his cockhead and suck, bobbing your head up and down his length. The room is filled with the sounds of his handcuffs rattling and you gagging on his cock. 

You push yourself to take more of him, feeling him at the back of your throat. He whines more and starts to thrash around, and suddenly he’s cumming in your mouth. 

You hold his thighs still while you let his cum drain into you, swallowing all of it. You pull away and keep a hand on his shaft, lapping up all of the remnants of the salty cum. 

He gasps and whines every time you touch his sensitive cock, all of his nerves on fire. “P-please, it’s too sensitive!”

You pull away with a smile, releasing his cock. “Aw, I’m sorry baby.” 

He’s breathless, chest rising and falling rapidly. You make him turn around so you can undo his handcuffs, setting them on the bedside table. 

You wrap your arms around his chest, your legs around his waist. “You were such a good boy for me tonight,” you gently kiss his shoulder. 

Genji shivers, only able to nod and lean back into you. You can’t help but grin at his dopey smile and the tears in the corners of his eyes. He’s so gone. 

[leorawright]

Hi there! Because winter is coming g could I possibly request the Shimadas and Junkers with an S/o who sucks with handling the cold? Thank you (you don't have to write this if you don't want to)

Nah I don't mind!

Overwatch with s/o who's always cold

Junkrat

Jamieson basically radiates warmth because of the radiation in Australia

Whenever you're cold he's glad to tangle you two's limbs while cuddling

He'll also get extra blankets

Roadhog

He'll silently gather a bunch of blankets and pillows to help

This is one of the rare times he'll cuddle with you

He does radiate an expectional amount of warmth so don't worry about being cold

Junker Queen

She'll gladly carry you around while she's doing her work

If anyone says anything she can deal with them

Odessa loves cuddling and this way she can also get work done! Win win

Hanzo

He gets really nervous when cuddling but for you he'll deal with it

He acts like it's a bother but he can't hide how he melts into your arms

He'll totally cuddle with you with the excuse that you're cold but you know he just wants cuddles

Genji

He'll definitely cuddle with you

He'll drop whatever he's doing if it's not important to go cuddle with you

Genji will even take off his armor so you can feel his body heat

Kiriko

Blanket nest here we go

She definitely makes a giant pillow and blanket fort for you two

Kiriko loves cuddling and expect her to either talk your ear off or fall asleep within five minutes

[fandom-go-round]

Hanzo, Gengj, McCree, and Reaper with a fem s/o who loves thigh jobs but right as they're (the guys) are about to cum, they push inside. Bonus if the thigh job is right up against her pussy for clit stimulation👀

Warnings: Sex, Sexual Situations, Thigh Fucking, Blurred Consent Lines (In Terms of where a partner is allowed to cum), Implied Dirty Talk, Implied Cock Warming

Hanzo:

It takes a bit of convincing for him to actually fuck your thighs. He’s embarrassed about how into it he gets, helping to hold your legs tight together. Hanzo is eager to rub against you just how you like, thrusting against your clit as much as possible. The more you moan and whimper, the more he enjoys it.

Hanzo usually likes to cum on your thighs and watch it drip onto the bed, admiring how you breath heavily. Tonight is different. Tonight, you raise your hips at the same time he ruts into you, Hanzo sliding in without any resistance. He can’t stop himself from cumming, eyes wide as you suddenly surround him.

You groan loudly, reaching down to rub your clit and cum around him a few moments later. Hanzo swears, hips twitching as you squeeze around him and bends over to kiss you.

He is more than a little embarrassed, refusing to move his face from your neck. You coo, running your fingers through his hair and keeping him inside of you. Hanzo shakes his head, starting to laugh a little. You would never let him live it down but at least you both enjoyed it.

Genji:

Genji was the one who brought it up the first time, proposing thigh fucking as something new for both of you to try. You ended up really enjoying it, both of you liking the teasing aspect of it.

You loved to tease him at any opportunity, rubbing your fingers over his head as he thrusts into your thighs. You egged him on, moaning and teasing his chest. Genji groaned back, telling you how good you felt and how he couldn’t wait to cum all over you.

Genji helps to lift your hips, dragging himself over your clit until you’re whimpering under him. He keeps his eyes on your face, watching as your eyes lose focus. One more roll of his hips and you’re cumming, head thrown back against the pillows.

He slides into you right after that, swearing as he cums. Your voice goes higher, hips shaking as he helps to prolong your orgasm. You should be scolding him but it feels so good that you don’t have the willpower to argue with him. Genji is quick to clean you up after, drawing you a bath so you can relax.

McCree:

Neither of you talk about thigh fucking specifically, it just happens to come up during one of your nights together. Jesse couldn’t get enough of your thighs, sucking bruises onto them before pushing his cock against you.

You like it best when he surprises you in the mornings, both of you half asleep as he moves you closer. He starts out slow, making sure you’re both comfortable on your sides. Jesse doesn’t ever rush things, even when you become needy and just want to finish already.

He slides into you more often than not, wanting to feel you around him as he cums. You used to try and scold him but Jesse is never a man to be deterred. He likes to time it so that when you cum, he’s just starting to feel oversensitive, sometimes driving himself into another orgasm.

The biggest appeal for morning sex is the closeness and the fact that he can usually convince you to just go right back to sleep. Jesse might get scolded later for always being late but you can’t be mad at him for wanting more of your time. The team has learned that it’s better to knock before walking in, especially in the mornings. Lucio still has a hard time looking you in the eye.

Reaper:

It happened by accident the first time. Gabe had gone to push into you and missed, his cock sliding against your clit and causing you to moan. You had been surprised but not unhappy, tiling your hips back to get him to do it again. He had grinned widely, eager to keep going.

Thigh fucking becomes a regular thing after that, especially after long missions. Gabe doesn’t miss on accident anymore, thrusting into your thighs fast and hard. It’s easy to fall apart against him like this, his body caging you in from behind. He loves it when you’re on your knees, face buried into a pillow to muffle your cries.

It’s always a toss up if he’ll push into you or not; he has a big thing with marking and enjoys seeing the results on your skin. Sometimes, usually if he’s feeling needier or if it’s been a while, he’ll push into you, groaning loudly as he stays as close as possible.

Gabe starts round two still inside of you, teasing your clit to get you ready to go again. This round is the opposite of the round before; Gabe refuses to pull out, only giving deep thrusts that knock the air out of you. You beg and plead with him to really fuck you but he refuses, wanting to tease you for as long as possible. You would say you hated it but that would be a lie; your tastes match 100%.