#lena oxton x reader

[theres-a-body-here]

Overwatch match interactions with a StandUser!reader

The Reader's stand is 「The World」 Characters: Lucio, Cassidy, Tracer, Echo, Reinhardt TW: None

Pregame Lobby

Tracer and Reader, coincidentally in unison: "Time is on my side!"

Tracer, confused: "Huh?"

Reader, thinking: "Hmmm"

Tracer and Reader, in unison again: "Time is on OUR side!"

~~~~~

Reader, holding in a chuckle: "Lucio, I Iove your music. It sounds even better when time is stopped"

Lucio: "Awww, thanks"

Lucio, slowly realising: "..."

Lucio: "Hey...wait a second"

~~~~~

Cassidy, curiously: "So uh...(Y/N), how would I go about getting me one of them Stands?"

Reader, nonchalantly: "Well, I got 「The World」 after i was stabbed in the heart with an arrow"

Cassidy, uneasily: "...I think I'll stick to my gun"

~~~~~

Echo, curiously: "How do you breathe when time is stopped"

Reader, caught off guard: "I... Huh..."

Reader, sheepishly: "I've actually never thought of that before. I'm not sure myself"

~~~~~

Reader, exhausted: "Reinhardt, for the last time, no. You can't arm wrestle with 「The World」"

Reinhardt, laughing boisterously: "Come on, my friend. Don't tell me you're worried it'll lose"

Reader, huffing: "Nuh uh"

After Reader uses their Ultimate (Stop Time)

Friendly Tracer, confused: "Hey! Where'd ya go?"

-

Enemy Tracer, giggling to herself: "Looks like (Y/N) is near"

~~~~~

Friendly Lucio, excited: "Oh man! He did the thing!"

-

Enemy Lucio, uneasily: "Wha...What just happened?"

~~~~~

Friendly Cassidy, under his breath: "There he goes again"

-

Enemy Cassidy, cautious: "He's close, I can feel it"

~~~~~

Friendly Echo, in awe: "Fascinating..."

-

Enemy Echo, in her team comms: "My systems have detected an anomaly in time, be wary"

~~~~~

Friendly Reinhardt, shudders: "I don't think I'll ever get used to that"

-

Enemy Reinhardt, confused: "When...did he?"

They eliminate enemy Reader

Lucio, teasingly: "World stop... Carry on"

~~~~~

Cassidy, teasing: "Maybe ya weren't so worthy after all"

~~~~~

Tracer, giggling: "I guess even time plays favorites"

~~~~~

Echo, prideful: "Temporal equilibrium restored!"

~~~~~

Reinhardt, boasting: "No Stand required"

[froggibus]

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

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

Genre: fun fluffy hcs

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

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

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

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

Soldier 76:

not his first Pride, won’t be his last

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pharah:

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

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

“Fareeha you’re going to boil in that”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

wears her aviators even after the sun goes down

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

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

Baptiste:

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

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

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

super excited to be taking you with him this year 

and to actually be partaking in the celebrations

covers both of you in those cute rainbow temporary tattoos

like they’re EVERYWHERE

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

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

indulges in any free things offered with him

and totally ends the day with like ten different friendship bracelets

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

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

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

Tracer:

her and Emily insist on taking you with them

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

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

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

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

prepare to be outside from dawn till dusk

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Venture:

huge dork ass LOVES Pride

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sloan just shrugs at them

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

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

even just random fountains and stuff

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

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

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

Lifeweaver:

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

the most well dressed & insists on dressing you as well

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

lots & lots of biodegradable glitter that he made himself

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

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

loves live performances & wants to attend each one

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

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

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

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

his Instagram story is probably filled with those same pics

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

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

Summer Suntacular | Masterlist | Overwatch Masterlist

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

[kiwi-on-ice]

Kinktober 2024 day 15: Orgasm Control with Tracer

fem reader, NSFW 18+

Also contains: public, dom!Lena, vibrators

“What ya feelin’?” Lena asks chirpily, glancing at the menu with one hand. You quickly glance down at your own, eyes attempting to scan to find something you don’t mind.

To the other patrons in the cafe, you just look like a normal couple out for lunch. But little does everyone else know, you have a vibrator stuffed up your cunt, which is pulsing rhythmically along with the attachment pressing against your clit, held in place by your underwear.

Lena holds the key, in the form of her phone that sits in her other hand beneath the table. Luckily, she turns it down as you read the menu as you shakily tell her your order.

“Good choice love, I’m sure it’ll be lovely.”

You glare at her insinuation, but she simply smiles back at you. Someone comes to take your order and you stutter your way through it. Although as soon as they leave, Lena’s fingers move along her phone, and you have to stop the whine that threatens to bubble up your throat.

The vibrator gets more intense, buzzing away inside of you as your fingers grip the edge of the table. You watch your girlfriend’s eyes trace over your body, seeing the slight movements of your near trembling form. Fingernails dig into the wood of the table, the slight pain distracting you from the pleasure.

“Are you okay honey? You look flushed.” Lena teases.

“Shut up Lena.” You grit out, causing her to giggle and turn the intensity up even more.

You cover up the moan with a cough, thighs pressed so tightly together you swear the power could crush a watermelon between them. Pleading with her with your eyes, she relents and turns it down a little, but not enough to stop your orgasm building.

She watches you slightly grind against the chair, moving the toy against your clit as well as almost thrusting the main body deeper inside you. Feeling your orgasm on the precipice of explosion, you frantically whisper to Lena how close you are, and with a teasing smile she turns the vibrations completely off.

You’re just about to cry out in frustration before the woman who took your order comes back with your food, placing them in front of you as you try and control your twitching body. Lena acts like nothing is amiss.

"Lena..." you say softly, pussy clenching around the toy.

"Eat your food." she says, not harsh per-say but with a tone that demonstrates how in control she was.

So you do your best, nearly choking when she switches it back to the lower setting. But you want to make her proud, so you try not to complain and even attempt to control your breathing in order to appear at ease.

When she starts to slowly turn the intensity back up, you nearly sigh with relief, thighs tense. You can feel your last denied orgasm quickly building back up, your clit feels like its throbbing as you subtly try and grind down again. But once again, your orgasm is quickly cut short.

"Oh my god, are you Tracer?" a group of teenage girls excitedly rush over to your girlfriend, causing her to panic slightly and turn off the toy.

You watch with anguish as she gets up to talk to them, taking pictures like you aren't about to sob with how turned on you are. Concentrating on smiling politely, your eyes keep tracing to her phone now laying face down on the table. Turning it on seems so easy, just a press and you'd be able to cum.

Your patience however is rewarded when Lena finishes up with the girls, sitting back at the table as her eyes feast on the sight of you. Only she knows how desperate, how wanton you really are right now. "How you feeling babe?"

"Lena please..."

She pretends to think, before she picks up her phone and turns the toy on, this time up high. A small whimper escapes your lips involuntarily, to which she tuts.

"You can only cum if you don't make a sound, okay?"

Nodding, you bite your lip so hard you fear the skin is gonna split to keep in the noise. She presses the pulse option, giving you a delicious sensation that truly makes you barrel towards the peak of pleasure.

"Lena...I-I need."

"Should I let you? We could wait till we get home."

You shake your head vigorously, all your willpower and energy being spent on not making a sound, something she seems to appreciate.

"Alright." she murmurs, "you can cum for me."

In a few more seconds, you're cumming around the toy, slapping your palm over your mouth and leaning your elbow on the table, eyes squeezed shut. Being in public only makes the sensation all the more intense, especially since you feel her hand teasingly stroking your knee.

“Good girl.” She praises with a smile, before turning the toy off with her other hand.

Breathing heavily, you can’t help but giggle softly at the naughty thing you’ve both done, before she gestures to your plate teasingly. “Now eat your food babe.”

[nickeverdeen]

Echoes of Regret | Tracer x fem!reader

Pairings: Tracer x reader (romantic)

Type of fic: Angst

Warnings: Wounds, self-blame

Summary: It was supposed to be a normal mission, but in middle of it something failed resulting with you ending up in a medbay and Tracer giving you a cold shoulder… why?

————————

The mission had been tense from the start, but you and Tracer had been through worse together. She’d always been your optimist, charging forward with confidence and laughter, but this time—this time it all spiraled beyond control.

You remembered how she’d grinned at you, a familiar light in her eyes, saying, “We’ve got this, love! Just like old times.” Her energy had been contagious, and you’d nodded, feeling the same surge of confidence she always brought.

But when you stormed into the enemy’s base, something went wrong. Tracer’s recall glitched just when she needed it most, and in the blink of an eye, she wasn’t where she was supposed to be. You were exposed, and she wasn’t there to cover you.

The shot rang out before you realized what had happened. Pain seared through you, your vision blurring as you stumbled. All you remembered was the sight of Tracer’s horrified face as she scrambled to reach you, her eyes wide, her hand trembling as she tried to stop the bleeding.

The medbay was a haze of sterile lights and painkillers. When you finally came around, she was already distant, standing in the corner, shoulders hunched and fists clenched. The once-warm glint in her eyes had been replaced by something haunted, something hollow. She wouldn’t meet your gaze, even when you tried to reassure her with a weak smile.

“Lena…” you whispered, reaching for her hand. But she pulled away, biting her lip, muttering something about needing to go.

Days turned into weeks, and the distance only grew. Tracer shut herself off from you, from everyone. The bright, lively spark that used to fill the room whenever she walked in had dimmed, replaced by silence and avoidance. She wasn’t her usual self, and the pain of that was almost worse than the physical injury.

“Lena, it’s not your fault,” you said one evening, desperate to get through to her. She had been avoiding looking you in the eye, always leaving the room whenever you came in, but this time you wouldn’t let her go without at least talking.

She stiffened, her voice barely a whisper. “If I hadn’t… if my recall hadn’t—” Her voice broke, and for a moment you saw a flicker of the Lena you knew, vulnerable and lost. But it disappeared just as quickly, replaced by the same icy wall she’d put up around herself.

“It was my fault,” she muttered, retreating into the shadows once more. No matter how much you tried to reach her, her guilt was a barrier you couldn’t break. And slowly, that distance turned into something more, something irreparable.

You watched her disappear further each day, carrying the weight of her mistake on her shoulders, and you felt the pain of loss for the girl who used to light up your world. In a way, she had faded, like a flickering echo, trapped in a loop she couldn’t escape.

[darling-answers]

For the november fluff thingie can i request some pillow talk with tracer x fem reader. Lena trys to comfort readers insecurities about herself and all

Day 11

Pillow Talk

This fanfic has the reader being a female, with an insecurity of her body. This hasn’t been proofread my apologies.

The bed was comfortable the fake fireplace going making little noises of how fireplace would make. It was warm and cozy it made you feel safe like your girlfriend who was nuzzled next to you.

Her arm was wrapped around your waist. Some of her hair tickled your face as she rested her head near your own on your pillow. Her hand was placed near your hip as her eyes were closed.

Her mouth was firmly closed as her chest raised up and down. She was in one of your baggy t-shirts and some disposable pajamas shorts.

It was early morning maybe around 6am, with the way you guys are in position in bed it would be hard to fully know what time it was, and the sky being cloudy and raining did not help in the since of time.

One of her leg was loosely hanging off the bed as she was in a very weird position. Lena body was warm, and very thin…. You smacked yourself in your brain as you try to get rid of the thought of your insecurity. Your eye looked over at the window that rain dribbled down the window from.

It left a few sounds as the raindrops came down. Sighing your body shifted to the side to get her hand away from you.

Placing both arms over your stomach the insecurities started to seep more through your brain. Unconsciously grabbing at the pudgy skin of your stomach. Sucking in to look at your body if you were less fat..

“ that not safe love, your pushing the things I love about you away..”

A murmur in your ear startled you, tracer seemed to of waken up as you shifted. She was a very light sleepover even with a lack of sleep she always was cheerful and ready for the new day. Lena bright smile beamed as she sees you look at her. She placed a big kiss on your cheek as she comes to gently set her hand on your belly.

“ Don’t be ashamed. You are the most loviest woman with the most beautiful personality! Don’t be scared to show off your beautiful body. You are the sweetest woman that I want to spend the rest of my life with I could not ask for a better person.”

Her hand reached from your belly to gently hold your hand as she made you look at her in the eyes. Her brown eyes her expression was one filled with joy but also sincerity.

“ don’t hide yourself from me, don’t compare yourself to those girls. Because I wouldn’t ask for anything different about you, if you want to change yourself I would support you all the way but if you think that I woudln’t love you for who you are now you are so wrong.”

She said with a more of a whisper this time her head came to gently rest on your shoulder her hand grasp your hand with a lovely firm embrace as she gently placed a kiss on your chin. As she heard a giggling from your mouth she smiled to.

“ tell me your fears, tell me your worries i want to know all about you without you worrying about me not knowledge them. You being safe and comfortable is more valuable than anything.”

She whispered the last part as she heard out all your worries all your concern. What troubles you what made you feel so scared, what helps you, what made a difference.

“ thank you.. I don’t know what I can say Lena… I never expected so much to be blurted out of my mouth and now saying all of it I feel better.”

As she saw your small smile and your voice becoming sleepy as both of you discussed the problems you had and all other stuff she nodded at the words.

“ I’m your girlfriend that is what I’m here for no matter what I’m here to help you but also to provide support if I’m not there for you what kind of girlfriend am I actually?”

She laughed at her own joke as you both looked at the clock together it seemed to already be late at night as she sighed. Holding onto you tight. As she felt you start to fall more asleep she relaxed in your embrace. When you finally felt asleep and she knew you did she relaxed as she also fell asleep, the fireplace was still going as the pleasant scent of both of you guys mixed into the bedsheets.

A new part of your guys relationship would start a new chapter without the worry of negative feels or ever the feeling of scared of your insecurities.

[crushedgraham]

sorry about the whole thing getting deleted 😭 as I was saying, are you able to write tracer and fem! Insecure gf? (I’m sorry again bu the way 😭)

Tracer x Insecure Gf hc's

writing for tracer's pretty hard ngl especially bc this was my first time writing for her so she's probably pretty ooc. i dont really like this one so let me know what i can tweak to make it more like her!

the best out of all the girlies at comforting

her hugs?

THE BEST.

no matter how tall you are, she'll always raise herself onto her tippy toes and squeeze you tight

i feel like a large portion of your insecurity is stemmed from just how fast she goes

and not just physically

lena speeds her way throughout life and it can be hard to keep up

she's always getting into new hobbies and making friends

honestly it makes you feel pretty bad about yourself

it's especially hard because of how little you seem to make an impact in her life meanwhile she's completely changed yours

but that's not true at all

in her yoga classes, lena always bring you up to her classmates

in the overwatch jet and her locker, she has your picture taped up

when she has to stay at watchpoint gibraltar, she keeps some of your spare clothes in her storage box and has a picture of you two on her desk

you can ask any of the other agents and they'll tell you just how whipped you have this girl

when lena starts noticing these insecurities she'll invite you a lot more adamantly to accompany her

jogging together in the mornings, yoga classes on the weekends, cooking games with hana, etc

and if you don't feel up to going out then you two will just lounge around in the living room of your apartment

the morning glow will highlight your features and you'll catch her smiling up at you with a goofy lovesick grin

"you're so beautiful, y'know that love?"

lena just wants you to love yourself as much as she loves you :(

i feel like her love languages are physical touch and quality time

this means that she'll be buzzing around, pulling all of her friends into tight hugs and inviting them out for lunch

it gets to the point that she has so many things to do that she's seeing her yoga classmates and work buddies more than you

which branches a new insecurity

lena gets so caught up being the speedy social butterfly that she forgets that she may be crossing a boundary in your relationship

so for once, she slows down.

she takes you out to your favorite park and you sit there together, just enjoying the breeze and sounds of nature

her hand finds yours and she apologizes, asking how you need her to support you in your moments of insecurity

you talk for a while and when the sun starts setting, lena pulls out a small velvet box

a promise ring glimmers in the golden rays of sunshine

"i can't promise that i'll stop being fast because that's just who i am. but i can promise that i'll always come back to you, no matter where i am or who i'm with, you will always be my start and my finish."

[mercyswife]

Erm, drop some overwatch female story requests in the comments. Im also a lesbian and cant write male readers so its MOSTLY gna be fem readers but specify if u want gn! Also im on vacation atm so ill start writing requests when im back

Ill write for Mercy (if it wasnt obvious enough), Tracer, Dva, Widowmaker, Ana (only parent or young Ana, like before pharah) Sombra, and ashe

Nsfw allowed but no fucked up shit please 🙏🙏 i cant control who reads these so of ur under 18 beware, i will put warnings atop the chapters and before it starts, ill try to make it skipable.

No fucked up shit like incest or r@pe, idk if i would feel comfy writing like hard yandere but i can try

If requested a oneshot, it might take a while as i have like random bursts of ideas so bare w me pls🙏🙏🙏

Give a scenario, lile what you want me to write!!!!

Drop the questions in the comments, its most likely i will see it there, and go ham, feel free to request as many as u want, idc, GIVE ME SMT TO WRITE

[urprinceoflove]

Overwatch 2 Master List

Master List Key:

fluff - normal text

angst - italicized text

coming soon - crossed out

✩ - posted on old acc. (mostly for myself)

Lena “Tracer” Oxton

✩ Something More?

[genji-centric]

Hi I saw your request were open and I was wondering if you can do headcanons of hanzo,genji,cass,d.va and tracer meeting a nullsector trooper robot thinking it was evil but the twist it that the nullsector trooper somehow became sentient like normal omnics and is rebelling against nullsector themselves

Ofc!! This is such a cool idea. I'm excited to write it. The sull sector, in general is cool, and I'm looking forward to the direction Overwatch takes with it. Hope you enjoy!! ^^

Hanzo:

Hanzo has travled around, his road to redemption long and tiring. Having a past such as his, he grew to expect threats at every corner, assassin's of the former Shimada empire after him was no small feat. Yet he carried on, accepting it as punishment for his actions. But he learned more about the world, omnics, the awakening. All historic facts he didn't learn much, instead training to be the next Shimada leader.

It's ironic how fate comes out. When he went under the radar away from the prying eyes of the assassin's nowhere near his skill, he stepped foot onto Null Sector land. Enemies from the Null Sector were no threat to him. His bow and arrow could pierce through the metal platings with enough accuracy.

This is why he wasn't afraid to see another null sector robot, more specifically a Nulltrooper. He had acquainted himself with the different models during each run-in with a troop. This is why he was intrigued to see one alone, and it didn't seem to be of any threat to him. But still, Hanzo held his bow firm and his body ready if a fight were to break out.

Once he ensured the being was of no threat, he asked it yes or no questions. Figuring out its true motives, it was aware and wanting to be free of the jobs it was forced to do. Hanzo, out if all people understood the feeling. Either out of pity or just simple respect for the Nulltrooper, he would offer it the chance to travel alongside him for a bit.

It was up to the Nulltrooper what it wanted, but he was respectful and surprisingly understanding. Perhaps he was a good ally to have, especially when going against something like the null sector.

Genji:

He was one of Overwatch's fighters. He knew firsthand the null sector and its uprising. He took down countless drones, troopers, and slicers, you name it. Genji was well aware of how they operated, at least how attacks did.

Which is why he was shocked to see a Nulltrooper, alone and.. aware. It acted similar to the omnic Bastion did, and Genji could see intelligence behind its actions. This is why he only held onto his blade, not fully drawing it.

He knew the Nulltrooper before him was more than it seemed. Genji, in fact, prided himself on his understanding of omnics having Zenyattta as a teacher and his body being mostly machine. This is why he started talking, learning its awareness and need to uprise. A goal he could agree with, sure getting the information was a lot of yes and no questions. Some charades and whatnot, but he saw the value in a robot like this before him.

Genji offers the Nulltrooper the opportunity to join Overwatch, both sharing the goal of shutting down Ramattra and his revolution against humanity. But it relies on them to work together.

Cole:

Now, Cole Cassidy often seemed to not particularly care about the major fights. He was more of a solo man who just so happened to be associated with Overwatch. At least, that's what he thought. Cassidy, under the guide of Overwatch he has seen the Null Sector, the threat it caused, and what they are. He knew what robots did what, how to counter them, and so on.

As he walked down the alleyway behind old buildings, humming some country song and smoking his cigar, he was taken off guard by the sight of a Nulltrooper. It was alone, but that didn't make him any less on edge.

He gripped his hand around the big iron on his hip, ready for a fight. But was shocked to see the robot lift its hands, as if it didn't want to fight. Odd, Cole decided to hear it out. He was surprised to learn it was aware, like the other Omnics he interacted with on occasion. Cassidy knew this was a sight to behold, especially from a trooper he just accepted as being one of the least intelligent robots.

Now Cole knew he wasn't the one to make any major decisions. But he did know people who could. He had his connections. Having a Nulltrooper on Overwatch's side certainly didn't sound bad, and if it was up to him to get this trooper to the place it needed to be, that's something he was willing to do.

D.V.A:

Hana Song was intelligent. She fought for the safety of Korea and the world. Her mech was a piece of powerful art that made fighting possible. It gave her the ability to do something, to make a change, and to fight for what she believed in. Her and the other mech drivers shared this belief.

She took down her fair share of null sector robots when harm was a possibility. She had gotten a good look at their machinery, and she had a good idea of their coding. Alarm bells struck her when seeing the lone Nulltrooper. It was different.. too different from any robot from the null sector she'd seen.

Readying her bot for a fight D.V.A. was amazed to see it beg for mercy. Through a jarble of frantic beeps, she took pity on it, wanting to know the reason for its distress.

After a while of figuring it out, she learned of its wishes to rise against the null sector itself. Hana saw herself somehow, fighting for what was right even in the eyes of danger. D.V.A. wanted to help, shoe she would offer to get the robot some connections to people who were fighting the same war.

Who knows, maybe she might find it some upgrades for proper speak if she liked the trooper enough.

Tracer:

Along with Genji, Tracer was more invested with all the happenings with the null sector. But Tracer had a different approach. She grew to deeply care about the omnics under King's Row and having one of her close friends being an omnic. Lena knew the different perspectives, and she truly wanted the best for all those involved.

Which is why she didn't immediately reach for her duel guns. The robot in front of her seemed to be.. alone. And she couldn't help but feel sorry for it. Perhaps a soft approach would be best. And besides, if something were to happen, she could rewind time and make use of her machinery.

But Tracer was right on that hunch. The Nulltrooper was, in fact, passive. Lena knew the ways of understanding Bastion, well at least kind of. So after some yes no questions, some charades and maybe a drawing or two she figured it out.

The Nulltrooper was in the same fight she was. It was aware and wanted change. And Lena couldn't help but admire that. In fact, it reminded her of King's Row and her role in that. And Tracer just loves to tell stories, so of course she just had to ramble on about the uprising and what Overwatch's plan was.

Regardless of what the Nulltrooper wanted, all it could do is beep and boop as a response. After a while, she pauses. Thinking over her words.

"Sorry bout that love, I get carried away. Say, how would you want to join me? Overwatch is full of great people, and I just know Winston would be happy having a new addition to Overwatch?"

She's so sincere, and after all the ramblings about Overwatch, the offer seems tempting to the Nulltrooper. But it's up to the robot to decide if it joins Overwatch, regardless of what it decides. Lena will always be a friend.

[pochipop]

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

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

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

#. warnings! — none .

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

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

＃ PHARAH (FAREEHA) !! ♡

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

＃ MOIRA !! ♡

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

＃ TRACER (LENA) !! ♡

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

＃ SOMBRA (OLIVIA) !! ♡

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

＃ ASHE !! ♡

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

[gentaro-kinniecom]

It all started with a cup of coffee

Characters: Fareeha Amari (Pharah)/fem!reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Sure~! Does 5pm sound good for you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[ashicyde]

I absolutely loved your tracer x femreader and i wanted to request one bc she deserves more love. Tracer and reader are on a mission and reader has to have her leg amputated, then her helping reader re-learn how to walk?

—Step by Step—

・Tracer x Female Reader・

Fluff

>>Overwatch Masterlist<<

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"Are you ready, love?" Lena asked you with a grin, her pulse guns in her hands.

"I'm as ready as you are." You state, holding your preferred weapon. Lena quickly kisses your cheek before heading to the dropship doors.

"Let's do this!" She yelled blinking off to the battlefield while you run into a different direction. Your job is to get behind them to take them by surprise while the others were fighting. This was an unstable place, and bomb is supposed to go off soon.

As you were running around to get behind the enemies you collided with someone. You look to see Reaper. The both of you started shooting, but you quickly got behind cover to shoot.

Your shots overwhelmed him, hitting him in his side and shoulders. Before you could land the final blow you were grabbed from behind and pinned to the wall.

"You really thought you could get behind us that easily, amiga?" Sombra questioned before shooting your left leg.

You cried out in pain and tried to fight back, but it was no use. You felt the pain in your leg multiply greatly, and it felt limp. When Sombra pulled away you dropped to the ground, landing on your knees.

You then felt a cold metal touch your forehead.

"Any last words?–" Sombra questioned before Reaper spoke.

"Sombra, the bomb is going off in half a minute, we need to go. Leave the agent." He grunted sternly pulling her away as he walked.

"Ah, fine." Sombra sighed and looked to you. "¡Adios amiga!" Sombra said with a smirk before translocating away, Reaper also disappearing.

You began to try and crawl away, not getting far in the limited time you head before the bomb went off. Thankfully the blast radius of where you were wasn't horrible, but the building still crumbled, falling apart. You kept moving before suddenly feeling a crushing weight on your body, making you cry out in pain.

You couldn't move your left leg anymore, just feeling excruciating pain and pressure on your body. You shakily tried your comms, trying to reach out to your team.

"Requesting assistance... I've been shot in the leg and my body is crushed..." You shakily cried in pain through comms. Not a moment later you hear Lena.

"Love!? Shit! We've got your location, we're on our way! Hang on!" Lena reassured, and you could hear Angela and Ana guiding them to you in the background. A couple minutes later, you hear footsteps and feel hands grabbing your face.

"You're going to be okay love! You're going to be okay...!" Lena softly cried, trying to reassure you as Genji and Pharah try to lift the rubble off of you. Angela and Ana were off to the side.

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Now you're laying in bed months after the mission... Your left leg had to be amputated, though you were able to get a pretty good mechanical prosthetic leg. You had to let your body heal first, and even then it took a while before the mechanical leg was made.

You were taken out of your thoughts by Lena when she kissed you cheek and spoke.

"Love..." She softly muttered, looking at you with warmth.

"Hm...?" You hummed out, looking to her.

"You ready to try walking again...?" She asked softly, being more gentle since the mission.

"... Yeah." You softly murmured, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Lena nodded and moved in front of you. She gently took your hands, waiting for you to get up on your own. She never wanted to force you during this, she wanted you to do things on your own time.

You carefully got up, holding Lena's hand as you did. You then carefully wrapped your arm around her, a brace for you incase you were unsteady (which you were).

"Alright, slow and steady." Lena said softly, an arm around your waist. "I'll step when you step."

You nodded in reply while carefully taking steps, and in turn, Lena stepped with you. You didn't walk far, only going to the overwatch headquarters kitchen. (In this everyone lives in headquarters.)

While in the hallway you were able to walk a little faster, getting close to normal pace. Lena smiled happily seeing you do so well. You saw Reinhardt and Winston in the kitchen talking, but when they saw you they grinned and complimented you on how well you were doing with walking. You sat down at a seat by the island in the kitchen, Lena sitting next to you.

"I see you're doing better friend!" Reinhardt yelled like normal, which made you smile and nod.

"I'm getting there, slowly but surely." You replied, grabbing the glass of water Winston had got you.

"You're doing great love." Lena said softly, gently kissing your cheek. "Soon you'll be walking like nothin happened." She reassured.

"I know, thank you..." You said softly, looking at Lena before gently kissing her.

"Don't thank me love, it's no problem." Lena said as she gently kissed back.

[moira-mains-go-to-hell]

NSFW Overwatch Women Headcannons and Drabbles Part Two

Warnings/ Mentions: Bondage, Breeding Kink, Cum filled Strap on, Shower Sex, Cougars, a very uncomfortable stand off with Pharah, Wax/ Temperature play, Breath play, Hair Pulling, voyeurism, guided masturbation, experimentalism

Includes: Brigitte, Zarya, Mei, Ana, Sojourn, Sombra, Tracer and Symettra

Brigitte

Top, submissive. Does not like control.

Loves to be tied up and taken care of. Enjoys the size difference between the two of you. The fact that she literally bench presses your weight and more, but you bring her to her knees and make her beg to fuck you is such a big turn on for her

Breeding kink, she wants a big family. May not be able to give you one but she will sure fuck you like she can. She definitely has a cum strap that she begs to fuck you with.

You straddled her waist, book placed on her chest as her strap filled every inch of your pussy.

“If you keep moving it won’t get any better for you,” you glanced up at the larger woman, drinking in the pained look in her eyes as she struggled against her bindings.

“No more teasing, please! I was so good today,” her pleas made your chest feel warm. To hear her beg, just to please you, made any hardens you attempted to retain falter.

“Stop being cute, I’m trying to be mean,” you smirk down at her, closing the book and tossing it to the side. You undid the bonds around her wrists and immediately found yourself being flipped over, Brigitte’s form overshadowing your whole body.

“Don’t get too excited, I can put you right back where you were. Now, be a good girl and cum inside me.”

Zarya

Stone Top, like pharah, not all that into dynamics.

Into shower sex. Y’all are work out buddies, it’s definite to happen post work out as a “cool down”

Very into body worship. Your pleasure comes first and 100% focuses on that.

“Slow down, we just finished back and chest, no need to be so rough,” you smile as your back hit the tiled shower wall, your lips immediately being taken captive by the Russian in front of you.

“I know, but I just can’t help myself, you know what you do to me,” her hands went to your thighs, picking you up like you where made of air. You wrapped your legs around the larger woman, your arms making their way around her neck.

“Make it quick, we need to be at a meeting in 20.”

“I only need 10.”

Mei

Bottom, submissive. You would think she is the perfect sun but no, she is definitely a brat, and the sneaky kind too.

She definitely loves riling you up in public, knowing you can’t do anything till you get somewhere private.

As ironic as it is, she likes temperature play. Wax and Ice are common favorites of hers.

“How’s my favorite scientist?” You entered the EcoPoint lab with wide arms and a smile.

“She’s good but could be better,” you didn’t catch the mischief in her grin as she approached you, returning your gesture. Once in your embrace, she pulls you close by your neck, “i could be better with you inside me.”

Her blatant brazenness caught you off guard, it always did, “Mei!” You let go of her, smacking her shoulder lightly, “we are at work!”

Ana

Switch, Vers. She has been on this earth way to long to be picky, she enjoys connection within it more than anything but is down for anything.

I feel like she would have been wild in her younger years. Very dominant and would probably have left you speechless, but has grown a lot more mellow with her age. Now, will she pull some shit that would make your eyes widen every now and then? Yes, but that is just her in general.

She is a Cougar. 1000%. She would definitely say something like “your youth reminds me of my vitality” or something. Very sweet and caring.

You had just wrapped up a great session with Ana, going down stairs to grab her some water and a snack. You where clad in a robe and your undergarments, just trying to achieve the goal.

You could hear shuffling from the kitchen, prompting you to grab a gun from the hall closet as you moved forward. Rounding the corner you found a woman, probably no older than you making tea.

“Who the fuck are you?”

“Who the fuck are you?” You both drew your weapons and stood across from each other, “this is my apartment, how did you get in?”

“I was invited by my- no fucking way.”

“Oh shit… your Amari’s daughter? I- uh, you should go for like, 20 minutes.”

Sojourn

Top, Dominant. Her stamina is out of this fucking world.

Loves to pull hair, wraps it around her fist and pulls your head back.

Breath play. Lives for the way the color leaves your cheeks for a little bit.

You where face down, hips in the air as she drove her hips into yours.

“You are doing so well, let me hear you,” she ran her fingers through your hair, tugging your head up. The only noise to come from your mouth was a gritty moan, followed up with a shallow “yes.”

“That’s what I like to hear.”

Sombra

Switch-bottom leaning, vers. Likes to have fun when and where she can

Very much a voyeur. Facetimes you in the shower and is very blunt about her goals. Will text you if she hacks into your laptop, being a consensual perv.

Likes to take trips in public with remote vibrators, for the both of you. She makes a fucking game out of it.

From: Sombra

You know that outfit you picked out would look way better with the black turtle neck instead of the white.

You looked around the room and noticed your laptop camera blinking a light purple, signifying your girlfriend’s presence behind the screen. You gave a little wave to the camera and retrieved the aforementioned shirt.

“Better?” You picked up the rest of the outfit and held it against your form.

From: Sombra

Yes, now get to the show, I wanna see some ass.

Tracer

Switch-Top leaning, Vers-Dominant leaning.

Is extremely experimental. Loves to try new things.

Try’s to be mean and degrading but absolutely cannot.

“Love! Look what I brought home I thought we could try something new!” You watched from the couch as Lena pulled a variety of objects from the black bag she brought in.

“Lena, do you even know what those are for?”

“Nope, that’s the fun part isn’t it?” Her smile was so pure, but as she held up each item you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Yes, but if I’m the only one who knows what they do, I guess it will just be you in the swing, huh?”

“Wait this is a swing-“

Symettra

Stone Top, Dominant. I can see her bottoming, but I feel that she has a need for control that is unparalleled.

She has scienced hard light restraints to keep you from touching her. She will let you know when you can.

Like Sombra I feel like she is a voyeur, but like, not as down bad. Probably likes to watch you masturbate before she takes you, reminding you that not even you could make you feel as good as she does.

She sat on her knees at the end of your bed, soaking in the scene in front of her. Your legs where speed wide as you played with yourself, two fingers deep in your core as you attempted to make yourself cum.

“Please, baby, I need you. I can’t do it on my own,” a small grin grew on your dominant’s face as she made her way closer.

“Really? Because you where very emboldened to say otherwise earlier,” her hand cupped your cheek as she mocked your needy pleas.

“I lied! I need you so much, just please take care of me,” you would say anything to get her to cave, and she knew that, which is why she would take as much time as she wanted.

“I think you are doing just fine as of now, maybe in a couple more minutes.”

[salt-kat]

Tracer x f!reader, their trying to start a family, lena and reader r both in overwatch, they go to Mercy to do some checks and she says its a small chance reader can get pregnant due too previous injuries. Lena comes back from a long mission and reader tells her that the egg took. lena helps reader with morning sickness and pains, Tracers calm and collected until the doctors place the baby on readers chest.

I had to do some research for this ask lol! I tried to be accurate about it! It took me a while to write, due to how little I know about pregnancy and the amount I wrote. Hope you enjoy<3

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Tracer With A Pregnant S/O✮

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“I don’t think I’m ready,” you say to Lena, looking at the exam room doors, wanting to make a run for it. “You’re worrying too much, love; it’ll be okay." Lena gently holds your hand, waiting for Dr. Ziegler to make her appearance. As you look down, you hear the exam room door open. In walks Angela with a sad face. You look up at her grim expression, already dreading what she has to say. The doctor strides over to her chair, and she plops down with a huff, looking at her tablet. “I do have bad news,” Angela sighs, not wanting to break the news to two of her most trusted coworkers and, more importantly, her friends. Lena tightens her grip on your hand, trying to comfort you and herself. You both wait patiently for the news. “The likelihood of you getting pregnant is not high due to the past injuries you sustained during your mission to Europe a few months ago. I’m so sorry, I wanted this to be good for you two,” she says slowly, giving you and Lena time to process. Both Lena and your eyes start to water. “Is there any chance at all? All we want is one child,” your wife says, hoping that this news was just an awful prank. Dr. Ziegler looks down at her tablet to re-read her results. “Of course there’s a chance, Lena; it’s just going to take a lot of patience and hope,” Angela says, looking back up at you both. You look at your wife with a sad smile. “At least there's a possibility,” you say, trying to be optimistic. 

Two months after that dreadful appointment, your wife has to take leave. Lena didn’t want to leave you alone since you were going under IVF treatment, but sadly, she had to tend to her duties. Lena called, facetimed, and texted you every day, never once forgetting to keep in touch. After one of these checking-in calls from your wife, you noticed a notification on your phone. Your period tracker app sent a notification to you saying you were late. You open the app and realize you’ve been late for a week and a half. You get up from your bed, wondering if this could be it. You run to the bathroom and grab an unused test from under the cabinet. As you test yourself, you say a little prayer, hoping this could be it. No more negative tests; no more disappointed gazes from Lena. You sat the test over to the side, waiting for the results. You clean yourself up and pace your room. You stare at your phone, watching the time change. The time can’t seem to go any slower. The moment the timer rings, you’re rushing to grab that test that’ll determine your mood for weeks to come. You could feel yourself almost dropping the test in shock; it was positive. Your eyes started to water in relief and joy. Finally being able to bring a child into the world with the woman you loved the most. You were so excited to tell Lena. You were thinking of all the ways you could. Maybe a cake, or a card, or maybe throw a little party, but all those ideas didn’t feel personal enough. You settled on just handing her the test as a present. Knowing Lena was going to be home in a few days excited you. You couldn’t wait to show her. 

Three days later, you were scurrying in your kitchen, trying to cook a welcome home meal for your wife. As you finished plating the dishes, you heard the knob twist and the door shut with a thud. You quickly wipe your hands off on a nearby towel and head towards the front door. Lena looks tired but bursts into a smile at the sight of you. You looked absolutely glowing, just as beautiful as she left you. “Hi, love,” Lena says before you launch yourself into her arms. “I missed you so much,” you mumble into her shoulder as she squeezes you harder. “It sure smells good in here,” remarks Lena as she pulls back and pecks your cheek with a soft smile. “I did make you a small meal, just to welcome you back,” you say, grabbing her hand to lead her towards the set dining table. Lena stares at the meal and candles before her, wondering what she did to deserve such a lovely wife. “You shouldn’t have,” Tracer says softly. “But I wanted to, come on, sit before the food gets cold,” you remark as you playfully push Lena to her seat. She lets out a chuckle at your impatience. You grab the wine from the counter, pouring a small glass for your wife, knowing she needs it. “Thank you, dear,” Lena says appreciatively. Your meal went well: there was light conversation, good food, and a briefing on the crazy events from Lena’s mission. As Tracer sips her wine, letting her meal settle, she notices how you seem a bit nervous. “The wine is delicious; where did you get it?” Lena asks as she eyes your full glass while taking a sip. “Oh, just at the local supermarket,” you retort, trying not to seem suspicious. “You’ve barely touched yours,” Tracer retorts playfully. “I’m trying to drink more water,” you say, gripping your water glass to convince her. Tracer eyes you oddly but just shrugs. You can feel your nerves get worse as you sip your water and work up the courage to tell her. You decide to get it over with. “Lena, I have something for you,” you tell her as you grab the small present box from under your chair. “Oh, a present for me? I feel guilty now; I should've brought you something back,” Lena huffs with a pout. You giggle and pass over the small box to your wife. She shakes it jokingly, trying to figure out what you could’ve possibly gotten her. She opens the present and slowly peels back the tissue. Immediately, Lena’s eyes gloss over; she’s speechless for a moment. You watch her expression with excitement and anxiety. “How long have you known?” Lena mumbles. “About four days,” you retort. Lena immediately jumps up from her seat and tackles you with a hug. Instantly, she starts peppering kisses all over your face. “We’re going to be moms,” Lena excitedly yells, shaking you a bit. “Yes, we are. We’re going to be the best moms ever,” you say, giving your wife a gentle kiss. 

Five months into your pregnancy, and you’re ready for it to be over. Between the morning sickness, hormones, and pain, you want this baby out of you. Lena has been so good through this pregnancy that she’s taken more time off of work to help you. Lena is the cool and collected one; she helps ease your never-ending anxiety about your future and your baby. You had just found out you were having a little girl. Tracer couldn’t be more thrilled. She immediately started decorating the baby's room and telling everyone about her soon-to-be daughter. “What do you think about Leah?” Lena asks, looking over at you from her side of the bed. “Doesn’t that sound a bit too similar to yours?” You ask with a cheeky grin. "Nuh-uh,” Lena says, rolling her eyes with a pout. “What about Luna?” Lena asks hopefully. “That’s a little common, don’t you think? You retort, returning your gaze to your phone. “How about Lydia?” Lena exclaims, looking back at you from the baby names book she bought a few weeks ago. “You really have a thing for L names,” you claim. Lena sighs with a feeling of hopelessness about figuring out what to name your child. A few moments pass by before you softly say to your wife, “Lydia is a beautiful name." Lena breaks into a smile. She rolls closer to you and presses her face and hands onto your bump. “Do you hear that little one? Your name is Lydia,” Tracer says as you giggle at her antics. “I’m so ready to meet you, Lydia,” Lena says, placing a kiss on your bump and imagining the life you will have ahead of you three.

Soon enough, your wish came true. The day was here; your baby was going to enter the world. You had gone into labor during the night, waking Lena up in a panic. Grunting in pain, you whine about your water breaking. Lena immediately hops up and grabs the hospital bag for you. She’s calm and comforting. She helps you put on your shoes and leads you to the car. On the way to the hospital, Lena tries everything she can to help distract you from the pain. She talks you through breathing exercises and reassures you that it’ll be worth it in the end. As you make your way into the hospital, Lena keeps her hand on your back, supporting you as she checks you in. Seven grueling hours later, your baby was finally almost out. Your wife had stayed beside you the whole time, holding your hand, wiping the sweat off your brow, and giving you soft kisses as an affirmation. “One more push, and she should be out,” the doctor says as the nurses prepare for the oncoming baby. You push with all your might, grunting and gripping Lena’s hand so hard that you’re almost sure you’ve broken it. “You got this, love,” Tracer whispers as she rubs your knuckles with her hand. All of a sudden, you hear a sharp cry. “There she is,” the doctor says, passing the baby to the nurses for a moment to clean her up a bit. Your tears instantly change from pain to joy and love at seeing your child. The nurse puts the baby on top of your chest. “Hi, Lydia,” you softly say to your baby, trying to soothe her with tears in your eyes. You look over at your wife, wondering why she’s so quiet. Lena is sobbing, fully crying her eyes out. “Honey, you can touch her,” you say, encouraging Lena to meet her daughter. “She’s so beautiful,” Tracer whispers through her sobs. She’s so happy, she can hardly contain herself as she rubs the baby’s back. “Your mommy loves you so much,” you say to Lydia, cradling her small form. A nurse comes to pick up your newborn, needing to finish cleaning her off and taking her vitals. “We did it; we’re going to be moms,” Lena says, crying while holding onto you. “The best mom ever,” you joke as you give your wife a much-needed kiss.

[nickeverdeen]

Christmas Lights | Tracer x fem!reader

Pairings: Tracer x reader (romantic), Mei x Tracer (platonic), Mei x reader (platonic)

Type of fic: Fluff

Warnings: None

Summary: Tracer took you to a Christmas markets festival, but unfortunately you have to part ways at some point so she wastes no time and makes it up to you even though it wasn’t her fault

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The December chill nipped at your cheeks as you strolled hand-in-hand with Tracer through the bustling Christmas market. The air was thick with the scent of roasted chestnuts, mulled wine, and sugary treats, blending perfectly with the cheerful chatter of the crowd. Strings of colorful lights hung above the streets, casting a festive glow over the shops and stalls.

“Cor, look at this one, love!” Tracer exclaimed, tugging you over to a vendor selling handcrafted ornaments. She picked up a delicate glass snowflake, her eyes wide with excitement.

“It’s beautiful, Lena,” you said with a soft smile, watching her face light up like one of the twinkling decorations.

Tracer grinned at you, her hand still firmly holding yours, as if she were afraid to lose you in the sea of people. Every so often, she glanced back at you—not out of worry, but to make sure you were still enjoying yourself. She knew how overwhelming these crowds could be, but you felt perfectly content. Her enthusiasm was infectious, and it was hard not to get swept up in the magic of it all.

As you wandered further, Tracer suddenly stopped short. “Oh! Mei!” she called, waving to the familiar figure hanging lights outside a small shop. Mei turned, smiling warmly as she adjusted her glasses.

“Hey guys! Happy holidays!” Mei greeted, her voice as cheerful as the decorations around her. “Do you two have a moment? I could use a bit of help with these lights—it’s harder than it looks.”

Before Tracer could answer, her gaze darted to a nearby booth featuring a shooting competition. Her eyes sparkled with intrigue, but she hesitated, glancing between you and Mei.

You squeezed her hand gently, catching on to her silent dilemma. “I’ll help Mei,” you offered. “You go ahead and check out that shooting range, Lena. I’ll find you when I’m done.”

Tracer blinked, a flicker of reluctance crossing her face. “You sure, love?” she asked, her brows furrowed. “I don’t like the idea of splitting up.”

“I’ll be fine,” you assured her, your calm voice steadying her nerves. “It’s not like you’re going far. Besides, I want to see what you win.”

Her lips twitched into a lopsided grin. “Alright, but don’t take too long, yeah?”

You chuckled, shaking your head. “Go on, Lena. I’ll see you soon.”

Helping Mei turned out to be simple but rewarding work. Together, you hung up strands of twinkling lights, making the shopfront look as festive as the rest of the market. Mei thanked you profusely, offering you a cup of hot cocoa as a token of appreciation, but you politely declined, eager to reunite with Tracer.

Walking back toward the shooting range, you scanned the crowd for her familiar figure, but she was nowhere in sight. You frowned, about to head further down the market when, in a flash of blue and orange, she zipped into view, skidding to a stop in front of you.

“Lena—”

“Ta-da!” she interrupted, holding out her prizes with a triumphant grin. In one hand, she clutched a massive teddy bear, and in the other, a bouquet of flowers.

Your laughter bubbled up before you could stop it, your breath visible in the cold air. “You really went all out, didn’t you?”

“Well, I couldn’t come back empty-handed, could I?” she said, puffing up her chest in mock pride. “Had to win somethin’ special for my girl.”

You accepted the gifts with a fond smile, the teddy bear’s soft fur brushing against your cheek. “Thank you, Lena,” you said, your voice warm with affection.

Her cheeks flushed, but her grin didn’t falter. “Anything for you, love.”

Sliding your hand back into hers, you tugged her close, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “Come on, let’s find some hot cocoa before you spot another booth to conquer.”

She laughed, her free hand giving yours a gentle squeeze. “Lead the way.”

As the two of you disappeared into the festive crowd, the teddy bear perched between you and the scent of flowers lingering in the air, Tracer’s heart felt as light as the snowflakes beginning to fall.

[imhere-whatugonnadoaboutit]

Lena "Tracer" Oxton x reader (Fem)

You had always admired Lena Oxton from afar. She was a talented fighter pilot, a skilled Overwatch agent, and a kind-hearted person. You had first met her when you had joined Overwatch, and you had been smitten from the moment you laid eyes on her.

You had always admired her from afar, but you had never had the courage to tell her how you felt. You had always assumed that she was out of your league, and you had never wanted to risk your friendship by confessing your feelings.

One day, however, you found yourself alone with Lena in the Overwatch training room. You had been sparring together, and you had both worked up a sweat. As you caught your breath, you looked at Lena and felt a sudden surge of courage.

"Lena," you said, your voice shaking slightly. "I need to tell you something."

Lena looked at you, her eyes curious. "What is it?" she asked.

You took a deep breath and took a step closer to her. "I know this might sound crazy, but... I think I'm in love with you."

Lena's eyes widened in surprise, and you felt your heart race. You had never been so vulnerable with someone before, and you had no idea how Lena would react.

"Lena, I don't want to make things weird between us," you said. "I just... I had to tell you how I feel."

Lena looked at you for a long moment, her expression unreadable. Finally, she spoke.

"[Name], I had no idea you felt that way," she said. "I... I don't know what to say."

You felt your heart sink. You had expected rejection, but you had hoped that Lena would at least be kind about it.

"I'm sorry," you said, turning to leave. "I shouldn't have said anything."

But before you could take another step, Lena grabbed your hand. "Wait," she said. "I didn't say no."

You turned back to look at her, hope stirring in your chest. "What do you mean?" you asked.

Lena took a deep breath and looked at you, her eyes shining. "I've always thought you were amazing, [Name]," she said. "And... I've always had feelings for you too. I just never knew how to say it."

You felt a wave of relief wash over you, and you smiled. "Really?" you asked.

Lena nodded. "Really," she said. "I've been too scared to tell you, but I'm glad you had the courage to tell me."

You felt your heart swell with happiness, and you stepped closer to Lena. "So... what happens now?" you asked.

Lena grinned at you. "Well, I was thinking we could go out on a date," she said. "Maybe we could grab dinner and see a movie?"

You smiled back at her. "I'd love that," you said.

And so, you and Lena went out on your first date. You talked and laughed over dinner, and then you went to see a movie. As you sat side by side in the dark theater, you felt Lena's hand slip into yours, and you knew that this was the start of something special.

Over the next few weeks, you and Lena spent more and more time together. You went on more dates, and you spent time together at Overwatch headquarters. You quickly fell in love with Lena, and you knew that she felt the same way.

One day, as you and Lena were sitting together in the Overwatch common room, she turned to you and took your hand. "I have something to ask you," she said.

You looked at her, curious. "What is it?" you asked.

Lena took a deep breath and looked at you, her eyes full of love. "I know we haven't been together for very long," she said. "But... I can't imagine my life without you. [Name], will you be my girlfriend?"

You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes, and you leaned in to kiss her. "Yes," you said. "I'll be your girlfriend."

From that day on, you and Lena were inseparable. You went on missions together, fought side by side, and always had each other's backs. You knew that you had found the love of your life, and you were grateful every day that you had taken the chance to tell her how you felt.

As you sat together on the Overwatch rooftop, watching the sunset over the city, you leaned in to kiss Lena. You knew that no matter what challenges came your way, you and Lena would always be together, and that was all that mattered.

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