#it didn��t turn out so good but it was fun and sparkly so who cares lol

[just-some-yandere-writer]

it is so okay if you don't want to write this! but i read over your rules like three times ;; it might not be yandere but who knows the definition for me is pretty flexible. also i really hope i do this right ;;;

i wanna make this fun and put it in first person

this sparkly mf (tengen) has been stalking me for a while now and it's getting on my nerves. i don’t think he’s noticed i know and i want to get back at him. can the words for this one be observant and baseball bat?

again it's totally fine if you don't want to write it!

▶ ʟᴏᴀᴅɪɴɢ ꜰɪʟᴇ . . .

▶ ꜰɪʟᴇ ʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ .

▶ ꜰɪʟᴇ ɴᴀᴍᴇ : ᴏʙꜱᴇʀᴠᴀɴᴛ ʙʀᴀᴛ [ ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ! ᴛᴇɴɢᴇɴ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ]

▶ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ : ꜱᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ , ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ , ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴏʟɪᴄᴇ [ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀᴄᴀʙ ] .

▶  ɴᴏᴛᴇꜱ : ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ . . . ᴠᴇʀʏ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴊꜰᴄ - ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴜɴ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʟᴍᴀᴏ [ ᴍᴏᴅ ᴜᴅᴏɴ ] .

Tengen knows how observant you are .

he ’ s aware on how you notice every single detail , every feature , every gesture of a person .

it makes stalking you all the more harder , but he finds his ways .

walking through the streets , the six foot man hums a chipper song .

his beloved [ Y / n ] is sure to be working in their café today , and that ’ s just exciting !

he can ’ t wait to see you again !

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a person sits inside a café , scrolling on their phone .

not many people have been entering the café , but that ’ s fine .

a bell hanging from the entrance rings , signifying that someone has entered .

[ e / c ] eyes look up from their phone , seeing a young man walking straight to them .

` ` nice to see you again , [ Y / n ] . ` `

the young man greets , leaning on the counter .

[ Y / n ] tenses up a bit .

` ` Tengen . . . what would you like to order ? ` `

` ` the usual . ` `

Tengen answers , grinning smugly .

the barista nods sharply and turns around , cutting the conversation short .

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Tengen frowns , confused .

why are you acting so cold to him now ?

did you find out about him ?

no , no . . . that can ’ t be the case . . . he made sure to be careful .

` ` you know , i ’ ve been thinking about you a latte . ` `

Tengen flirts .

that ’ s bound to make you laugh .

you only hum as your reply .

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occupying themself with the task at hand , [ Y / n ] tries their best to not shake .

beside them , there ’ s an open notepad with a bullet list down .

weapons to have near you :

baseball bat .

knife

glass

keys .

once the barista finishes making the coffee , they turn around and give it to the stalker with a bright smile on their face .

` ` here ’ s your coffee , Tengen ! ` `

the man who was addressed takes the cup , a dark look on his face .

his lips have formed into a frown , while his eyes are swimming with obsession .

the barista nervously swallows .

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it ’ s late in the night , and Tengen is walking along the streets .

his face is faster than usual , and a vein pops on his face , showing his anger .

you observant little brat .

he made sure to be careful , but you still found out , and now you ’ re trying to distance yourself from him .

that can ’ t happen .

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sitting inside of their room , [ Y / n ] hold a baseball bat close to themself , waiting for your ex - friend ’ s daily arrival .

notes are sprawled across their desk ; notes about self - defense , where to aim , so on and so forth .

someone rings the doorbell  to their house , making the person slightly jump .

taking in a deep breath , they head to the front door and put their hand on the knob , ready to open it .

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Tengen sighs in relief as he hears your footsteps approach the door .

so you didn ’ t know .

that ’ s good , that ’ s good .

as the door opens , Tengen strikes his usual pose , saying :

` ` it is i , Tengen Uzui , the god of festivi - ! ` `

before he could finish , though , a bat comes swinging down on his head .

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[ Y / n ] swings a bat on Tengen ’ s head right as they open the door .

the male yelps in pain , falling due to the sheer force of the hit .

not even a second passed as they swung it down again , and again , and again , beating the weapon onto Tengen until he lied on the floor , groaning in pain .

` ` STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME , YOU DISGUSTING FREAK ! ` `

[ Y / n ] screams in between breaths .

` ` I DON ’ T HAVE EVIDENCE AS TO HOW YOU ’ RE STALKING ME , BUT FUCK OFF ! ` `

` ` you . . . little brat . ` `

before they could defend themself , Tengen graps [ Y / n ] to the neck , pushing them to the ground .

he ’ s smiling , but the veins showing on his neck say otherwise .

` ` you observant little brat . so you knew i was stalking you , huh ? ` `

his grip on your neck increases , making [ Y / n ] ’ s vision start to go dark until they fully lose consciousness .

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after a few seconds of making sure you ’ ve fallen unconscious , he hoists you over your shoulder , ready to take you away , but he hears police sirens outside of your house .

they must ’ ve come because of the neighbors hearing you screaming .

smiling nervously , only one though comes through his mind .

` crap . `

[orange-waterfalls]

I'm Havin' Feelings Fer Ye

Captain Magnum x gender neutral!reader

@lovefor-xreaders ty for the prompt!

A/N: Guess who has no life and wrote an entire 2,000 word fanfic all in one day? THIS ASSHOLE! im so fucking bored guys, please, this is all I have. Send prompts. Uh... Rated T for cursing and violence. I think mostly angst, fluff at the end.

Word Count: 2.3k

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You danced around the ship with some of the other crewmates to shanties the captain sang. You found treasure! You actually found treasure! You had honestly expected to die at some point… but you didn't! And you found treasure! That was wonderful! You were starting to think the heist wasn't such a bad idea! Even though Mark's… gone… you'd be alright! You had treasure! You'd be alright…

Captain Magnum watched you as you danced around, a smile present on your face. It made him feel all weird inside… he'd lived long enough to know what love feels like… probably. This was not it… he didn't think… he honestly didn't know. But when he watched you spin and kick your feet and laugh… he felt real happy…

You danced for a while before you eventually got tired and sat down, panting. The captain and the crew were messing with the treasure. Picking it up and letting it fall back into the chest, examining it, biting it…

These people were weird…

You held out your hands for your share of the treasure, since you were being patient. He looked to you and set a small coin in your hand, curling your fingers and patting them. You squinted at him, wondering if he's actually serious. He seemed to be, since he headed to his quarters immediately after. You frowned, looking at the coin. You'd talk to him about that later…

Captain Magnum felt a bit bad about only giving you a coin. What else was he supposed to do? You might've left if he gave you more treasure! He couldn't have that! Then again… that seemed a bit manipulative… eh, you'd be fine. He sat down in his chair and thought about you.

You were an enigma to him.

He'd felt this way before… but it was so… prominent this time… why was he so fond of you? It's not like you were special! You just had beautiful skin and sparkly eyes and the most stunning smile he'd ever seen and...

Goddamnit, he was in love…

He sighed, wondering what he was going to do about this, when he heard a sharp knock at his door. He jumped a bit, not expecting anybody since it was pretty late. He stood up and walked over, opening the door. You were standing there with your arms crossed. He was going to greet you, but you looked pissed. He wondered why. Then, you held up the coin.

"Are you kidding?" You asked accusingly. "I'm your first mate, you trust me enough to choose where we go, and you give me this bullshit?" You started walking towards him. Despite the height difference, he felt a bit intimidated by you. He stepped back.

"Listen, I be th' cap'n. I already told ye, me share be more fair than others," he stated. You glared at him and he felt his stomach drop. "Ye knew wha' ye were gettin' into, ye can nah be angry," he crossed his arms. You sighed.

"Fine. Whatever," you mumbled as you left the cabin. He opened his mouth to apologize, but nothing came out. He closed his mouth again. You were already gone anyway. Nothing he could do about it now. He'd get some sleep and you'd be fine in the morning.

--

It had been a few days since you found the treasure. You weren't talking to Magnum. He kept glancing at you as you were swabbing the deck. Your smile was replaced with a frown. It was less of an angry frown and more of a sad frown, but it made him feel just as bad. He waited a while to talk to you because he didn't want to mess it up. He eventually decided that it was a good enough time to do so, and he walked over to you.

"Mornin', first mate! How did ye sleep?" He asked. You paused for a moment, but you didn't answer. "Uh... 'twas a bit windy last night, huh? Glad we got all th' loot inside..." you still didn't look up, but your frown got tighter. He patted his hands on his legs and sucked in a breath. "Wonderful weather we be havin'?" You finally stopped mopping and turn to him.

"What do you want?" You asked, exasperated. He frowned.

"Are ye okay? Ye seem upset…" he commented.

"Oh, no yeah I'm totally fine!" You scoffed. "My best friend's dead, the guy who killed him won't even bother giving me any sort of compensation, I may never see my family or friends again, but sure I'm fine." You stated, mopping vigorously. Magnum sighed and looked at your face. You looked like you were on the verge of tears. He opened and closed his mouth, trying to find the right words.

"I... I be sorry. I'll give ye more treasure if... If ye promise ye won't weigh anchor…" he finally managed. You stopped and turned to him slowly. His eyes widened. "No, no, no! Ye... I didn'... um…" he gulped as you raised an eyebrow at him.

"Uh-huh. Go on. I'm waiting." You demanded. He took a deep breath.

"I... I find ye endearin'... 'n I wants ye t' stay... wit' me... specifically." He said. Your face softened a bit, to his joy. He smiled.

"I… have people back home." You said. His smile fell. "I can't just… leave and… not tell them anything…"

"Then tell 'em! Write 'em a letter or somethin'! That would be fine!" He said desperately.

"What am I supposed to say? "Hey, guys! I eloped with a 7 foot tall pirate and am now sailing the seven seas as his first mate"?"

"...yes?" He said, unsure. You sighed and looked down. He held his breath, waiting for whatever you were going to say next.

"What am I supposed to tell his family?" You asked softly. He took a deep breath.

"I... I dunno. 'n... I be mighty, mighty sorry about wha' I did t' yer friend... But... I... I be... I reckon I be in love wit' ye…" he said shakily. You looked up at him, your eyes widened. You could see a tint of red on his suntanned cheeks. He avoided your eyes for a bit before you chuckled. He looked at you. You smiled at him warmly. He returned it.

"I…" you began, blushing. You were cut off by the sound of a cannon.

"Avast! Prepare to be boarded!" A voice boomed from above.

"Oh, God, not again," you whined. Magnum reached out to put a hand on your shoulder, but another cannonball whizzed past you two, making you fall in different directions.

"Ye hide. I'll take care o' this," he instructed. He unsheathed his sword as you hid behind a nearby barrel, watching him to see if he'd need any assistance.

"Who be thar? Show yourself, yellow-bellied cur!" He yelled. You blinked, processing what he said. "Yellow-bellied cur". Huh. That was new. You heard wood creaking behind you and ducked further behind the barrel. You slowly rose and saw a man standing in from of Magnum. He was taller than you and had an average build, and was wearing a pirate outfit. His clothes looked… cleaner and more fancy than Magnum's. He was holding a sword and had a peg leg.

"Who are ye callin' a yellow-bellied cur?" He said in a low, rough voice.

"Obviously you, shitlord!" You said, quickly covering your mouth with your hand afterwards. The man turned and looked at you. He raised an eyebrow, smirking. You suddenly felt… violated.

"Well, well, well. Wha' 'ave we here?" He chuckled. "I may jus' keep ye fer meself." You laid your hand on a revolver.

Magnum tightened his fist around the hilt of his sword and swung. The man blocked it and stumbled back.

"Ye lay a hand on them, ye're dead." He growled. The man smirked and tried to jab at his side. Magnum managed to block it in time. The two captains went on sword fighting for a couple minutes while you stayed behind the barrell. The other man's crew was on the ship fighting the rest of yours. You felt a bit useless, so you grabbed the revolver and aimed towards the other pirates. You grazed two in their legs, and nailed one in the shoulder. You lost track of Captain Magnum after a while. While you looked for him, you heard something land behind you. You yelped and spun around, seeing the invading captain.

"Ahoy thar, darlin'," he smirked at you. You held the revolver up to aim at him. He scoffed. "C'mon, darlin'. Thar's no needs fer that. I won't hurt ye… Much."

"Go fuck yourself," you snarled.

"Such naughty language fer such a sweet thin'." He laughed. "I'll 'ave fun wit' ye."

"Oh, yeah, that doesn't sound creepy at all. Great," You sighed. He took a step towards you and you cock the gun. "Don't move, asshole." You warned.

"Oh, come on now." He chuckled. "We both know ye're too soft t' shoot me. So, why don't ye-" You shoot. The bullet hits him in the side. His eyes widened as he stared at you in disbelief.

"Something about me, captain," you set the gun down and walked over to him as he fell to the floor. "My best friend is dead. I'm feeling a bit pissed. And I have shot a man before." You got on one knee and leaned down next to his ear. "I'm not as soft as I look." You stood back up and walked back to the middle of the deck.

Captain Magnum was frantically walking around. The crew looked okay, so you sighed. The captain heard and spun towards you. He smiled widely as he ran over and enveloped you in a hug.

"Oh, thank Poseidon. Ye're okay. If I had lost ye I... I... I dunno wha' I'd do!" He stammered, petting your head. "Ye're okay, right?" You smiled and hugged him back.

"I'm alright, Captain," You whispered. He sighed and held you for a while before the previous first mate cleared his throat.

"'tis real touchin' 'n all, but we should prolly repair th' ship." He suggested. Magnum turned to him, glaring.

"Ye interrupted a bondin' moment t' tell me that?" He glowered. You bit your lip to keep from laughing. The crewmate opened his mouth to respond, but almost immediately closed it and started picking up pieces of wood. The other crewmates followed suit.

"We should help them," you declared. Magnum looked at you, his eyebrows knitted together.

"But do we 'ave t'?" He asked hopefully. You smiled and pulled away from him. Despite wearing a couple layers, he could feel the absence of your warmth. He sighed and helped clean up.

--

It took a while, but you all managed to clean up the deck. You'd probably need to buy more wood to repair the boat, but you figured it'd be fine. It was dark now and everyone had retired to their quarters. Except for you. You sat on the deck, staring up at the stars. Magnum left his quarters to check on you. He got worried when he saw you weren't asleep. He walked over to you, ruining the mood a bit with how loud he was. He dropped next to you with a loud creak of the floor. You didn't look at him.

"Ahoy," he greeted.

"Hi," you responded bluntly. You both sat there for a moment while he came up with things to say.

"Are ye okay?"

"Yep."

"Okay. That be good." Silence. "Wha' are ye doin'?"

"Just… stargazing."

"Okay. Why?"

"Felt like it."

"Oh." More silence. "Are ye thinkin' about 'im?"

"Yes."

"Do ye want t' talk about 'im?"

"No. Not tonight. Maybe another time."

"Ok... 'tis a tad cold tonight."

"Yeah. I guess so."

"Me cabin be th' warmest... If ye... Wanted t' sleep in thar... Wit' me... That would be alright…" You whipped you head towards him surprised. He noticed your panic. "Or not! That be fine too! I understand. Sorry fer botherin'. Goodnight!" He started to stand up, but you took his hand. He looked at your interlocked hands, flushed, then back at you.

"That would… that'd be fine." You said shakily. "I just… want to stay out here a bit longer."

"Ok," He nodded and plopped back down. You retracted your hand and tucked your knees to your chest, looking back up. He continued to look at you for a second, smiling, before looking back up. You chuckled.

"He loved space…"

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Captain Magnum could listen to you talk for hours. You start talking about stars, then about Mark, then you get to talking about your other friends and family. He listened to everything you said because he knew it was important to you. You started to yawn after 45 minutes and you leaned on his arm. He froze in place, not wanting to bother you. Eventually, he looked down at you to see if you were asleep. Once he confirmed you were, he effortlessly lifted you up and carried you to his cabin. He gently set you on the large, warm bed. He wasn't planning on getting on it with you. You weren't there yet. You hadn't even told him you loved him back. He couldn't in good conscience get into a bed with you. He sat in his chair and looked at you. You were so…

"Gorgeous," he said under his breath. You cracked an eye open.

"Right back at you," you slurred. He blushed. You held out your arms. "Come into bed," he blushed deeper.

"No, I don't reckon I should…" He tried to say. You whined and he just couldn't. He stood up and carefully climbed into the bed with you, making sure to keep a bit of space between you two. That was pointless because you immediately turned over and snuggled into his chest. He gently moved his arms to embrace you tightly. He set a small kiss to your head and just lied there, wanting to treasure this moment.

Your eyes closed again as you heard him say "I love you". You smiled.

"I love you, too."

If I didn't say it before SEND PROMPTS

[docmanda]

5 and 7 or 8 for the fic asks? say something nice about yourself ^^

Ahahahahaaa oh it’s my old archenemy, Doctor Selflove!!!

5.Share one of your strengths.

Hm I am kinda just bumbling about with the fic writing thingie yet so actually saying something is my strength feels like making too much out of it? One commenter called my writing evocative and I think that is something I am kinda good at, putting pictures and emotions into my reader’s heads with words.

And when inspiration hits I can churn out words pretty fast which is good I think :-) 7. Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

...I know I am probably getting redundant with that one fic but it IS kinda my favorite so..have my favorite piece of “For The End Of My Broken Heart” once again. I just really like the way it makes me feel while reading, the weird vaguely disassociated sense of loss and horrors beyond recognition idk, it reads “right” and makes me feel the things I wanted it to make people feel if that makes any sense?

There are sirens afterwards and the frantic hustle of people in white trying to save the world while two ghosts cling to each other in excruciating fear, leaving deep red bruises on each other´s skin in their desperate hope for a miracle they both know is not going to happen. They know, deep down where their souls would be if they had one, where they carved a place reserved for a single being into their own flesh and core that it is too late, their God has left them behind, going where even they can´t follow. And yet they cling to that last bit of hope with stubbornness born of nothing but pure, raw desperation.

When finally, after an eternity of pain a white clad man comes out of the room that holds their whole world, his clothing still sticky with blood, the look of exhaustion and defeat in his eyes is enough to shatter even that last bit of hope.

And with the last tear that falls from their eyes time has finally run out. In all their lifes they have never known suffering like this...and for the crime of taking away the only one they ever, truly loved the world will suffer with them.

The doctor´s protest dies in his throat with an aborted wheeze as the one in black casually breaks his neck with an absentminded snap of long, skeletally thin fingers , a pair of burning golden eyes and a single black one fixated on the room in front of them, holding their only treasure in this world. Ancient power congeals around them like blood, ripping apart everything that stands in their way as they come for their God´s body, unheeding of the chaos and destruction they leave behind in their wake.

Their last bit of humanity lies dead in that white tiled room, still dripping with blood more precious then all the jewels in the world and they don´t care if their mourning leaves behind only ashes as the ground shakes apart and the ocean turns to blood, seething with ancient powers long forgotten by anybody but them.

And they all follow their King´s last call, those long forgotten nightmares and fairytales, clawing their way out of the ground dripping molten stone and rising from the abyss, devouring everything they can reach in their never ending hunger, vultures ripping apart a still breathing body as the Devastations burn themselves out with pain. Crimson Rain Sought Flower and Black Water Sinking Ships do not care as they cradle a slim, broken body to their chests, weeping as they cling to each other. As far as they are concerned, the world has already died with the sound of screeching tires and the sickening sound of bones being crushed into concrete. Now they´re just taking care of its carcass.

When Hua Cheng rolls his dice for the last time, they are the eye of the storm, leaving behind nothing but devastation.

8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

...I do not like writing dialogue much and I don’t have anything special that I can would be proud of? I like the snarky bits and when our Devastations express their love for each other by insulting the shit out of each other. If I had to pick one it would be this scene from “Of Abductions and other peculiarities” cause it amuses me and it was fun to write :-) The whole scene is funny and it does contain dialogue so it counts :-)

Xie Lian is still in Hua Cheng´s lap - no surprise there, really- looking a little worse for wear around the edges but mostly in a dusty way, not an injured one. He must have bled a little at some point, Feng Xin can see the droplets on his robe, but Crimson Rain must have patched him up the same as Mu Qing did with him. The Devastation still has the faint taste of killing intent around him, his singular eye wide and fully black, his aura prickly and spiky, like a cat with it´s fur standing on end but he doesn't seem to be injured.

And Black Water...Black Water is laying in the soft grass, sprawled out like a starfish, moaning softly.

"..what the hell even was that thing?" Hua Cheng asks him after a while, as if he had just remembered that they still didn´t know what had actually appeared in that cave, still focusing on picking out stone splinters and questionable soft pieces out of Xie Lian´s hair and carefully making sure there weren´t anymore injuries then the few cuts and bruises you could see on his hands and face, despite Feng Xin taking the brunt of the collapsing ceiling for him.

"Don´t know. Don´t care." He Xuan burps lightly "It tasted like sea bass and anise. Very -old- sea bass." He provides helpfully, smacking his lips.

Hua Cheng pinches the bridge of his nose, obviously lost for words here for a moment. Feng Xin, weirdly, gets a flash of sympathy for the Devastation. If that was how Black Water was on a daily basis, Crimson Rain was a lot more patient then Feng Xin had ever given him credit for.

"...you don´t know and yet you -ate- it? And you better not be kissing any of us with that mouth."

Oh. So that was what had happened. Feng Xin very deliberately tries to not think about what that implies about He Xuan´s true form then, the non-human Water Demon skin he is rumored to have but that nobody who could tell the tale had ever seen. Black Water just shrugs, a feat laying flat on his back as he does.

"It was trying to hurt you...and everything is edible at least once if you try hard enough."

He can hear the grin in Black Water´s voice, clearly not concerned about his unconventional dinner choice in the slightest and Feng Xin was sure that, if Hua Cheng didn´t have a lap full of bruised and battered Dianxia right now, Black Water would have least gotten a kick for that.

"Sometimes A-Xuan, just sometimes I really don´t know why I even bother."

"Because you looooove me..." He Xuan´s voice is a happy singsong, followed by a giggle and him trying, unsuccessfully, to catch a bee that had been passing by. Maybe for dessert, Feng Xin thinks, head pounding mercilessly...but apparently, as creepy and deranged and plain old crazy as Black Water Sinking Ships usually appeared to be this behavior seemed to be off even for him. He can see Xie Lian and Crimson Rain exchange a look of pure concern before Hua Cheng rises, carefully helping Xie Lian to his feet.

"A-Xuan are you alright? How are you feeling?"

Xie Lian slowly walks over to the Devastation still happily humming to himself, closely followed by Crimson Rain who squats down next to He Xuan to gently grab his wrist and feel for his spiritual energy.

"Hm...how am I feeling? Full, honestly and kinda sparkly? Tired? All of the above. Maybe I ate some of your Butterflies too A-Cheng, what do they taste like?"

Hua Cheng ignores the question, instead gently picking him up, He Xuan instantly going limp in his arms like a ragdoll, golden eyes dull and sleepy. He´s buzzing to Feng Xin´s senses, feeling like the oncoming rush of waves heralding the storm, drenched in the scent of brine and an elemental kind of wetness, eliciting fresh waves of pain from his head and making him squint in the bright sunlight, everything slightly fuzzy around the edges.

[imaginesofoverwatch]

Hey! I love love love your writing style! Sorry if this sounds complicated. i was wondering if you could write about lucio,sombra, and junkrat going on a date with their s/o but before they get to their destination for their date their s/o gets a call from a friend and they're asking them to take care of their kid for the day so instead of a romantic date it turns out to be a playdate. Thank you!! ❤❤

I AM SO SORRY THAT YOU WAITED FOR SO LONG AHHHHHH IM SO SOS OS SO SOS SOS SOS SOS OS SO SO SORRY, That was not ok on my part ;w; I should have been more responsible and posted this earlier 

Anyway, here is what you asked for, hope it met your expectations, thank you for loving my writing style, hope you still love it haha

Lucio :

Lucio was quite excited to finally get to go on a date with you, you both had quite busy work schedules

You were on your way to your destination when the call came inn

Lucio was quick to agree, quicker than you`d think

His explaination was “hey, it`s good practice” Which was the smoothest thing he had ever said to you

Once the 2 year old child was in Lucio`s hands it was too late, he was in love

Honestly, if you`d just look at him, his face, his eyes were big and sparkly

His grin while holding the child was too pure for life

You weren`t able to do much for the child, cause Lucio was doing most of it

A few hours later and the parents had come back home, Lucio was a little sad about it, you could swear there was a tear in his eye

Because of how much the little guy liked Lucio taking care of him, you two became the go-to baby sitters, if you were available

And dont worry, you and Lucio got junkfood later and cuddled while eating

Sombra :

Olivia had been planning on taking you on a surprise date for a while

She was laughing her ass off while covering your eyes, leading you to the dining room

Once you could see the scene she had set up, you tackled her with kisses and hugs

Thats when your friend rang your doorbell with a 5 year old child and a bag of supplies ready

Olivia was obviously not excited, but she didnt mind, the small boy was kind of cute

At first her and the boy didnt really get along, the little guy would poke his tounge out at her and she`d do the same to him

But then the kid found out she was an expert at hacking and he immediately started looking up to her, almost worshipping

Olivia enjoyed being looked up upon by such a young kid, made her feel like a super hero

Once the mother came back to pick up the kid, he was really insistant on coming over again, so while Olivia entertained the kid you got to talk to the mom while watching em

Junkrat :

He really wanted that dinner man, sure he would have to act propper there, but that food man, he could smell it.

And then that bastard friend of yours just had to call you to baby sit his 9 year old girl

You had to help out cause you owed that friend, but Jamie was not happy.

When you and the junker finally met up with your friend, they rushed away and you and Jamie were left with the child

I`m not gonna sugarcoat it, the girl was terrified of Jamie, not that he didn`t mind, he was actually a little scared of her as well, hilariously enough.

You were left awkardly trying to start a conversation with a small girl hiding behind you and your tall boyfriend who was standing on the other side of the room.

Fun. Nah, but the little girl eventually mustered up the courage to talk to Jamie, take that as whatever you want to, im not saying that Jamison was that scared… but I am.

It did get a little better after that, the little girl kept calling him “Rat man” and poor Jamie didn`t really know how to deny it so he just kind of went with the nickname.

You left the room for a few minutes to get some snacks and when you came back the little girl was sitting on top of Junkrats back and riding him as if he was a horse.

(ISTG IF SOMEONE THINKS THAT WAS IN A SEXUAL WAY I WILL DO A BACKFLIP INTO THE FUCKING SUN)

Though when the little girl left, she was smiling and waving while walking away with her dad, and Jamie was waving back and out of the corner of your eye, you could see this warm smile plastered on his face.