#odessa dez stone x reader

[astarlow]

Junker Queen with A, J and T , please? <3

Characters: Junker Queen

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A/n: Long time no see, hope y'all been doing good. I'm working on an overwatch series with the same theme for all the ladies. So if you have one lady you want to see first, you can always tell me and I'll try to write for them first. I have some ideas for some so I can't wait to share this with you guys.

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

Junker Queen likes to wander around her town to see if there’s any folks that need a beating. If her s/o is a fighter, she’s gonna bring them for sure. There’s nothing like a good beating for her enemies with her partner. Of course, it’s not something that’s done often because she teaches her folks all the lessons they need to learn when they come in Junkertown. But there’s always someone running loose and she doesn’t mind getting her hands dirty. Besides that, she likes to ask her partner to come and grab some scraps with her on calm day. In the evening, she likes to string a tune or two if she’s feeling it.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Odessa doesn’t get jealous. Or rarely. She doesn’t get jealous because she knows her partner and herself well. She knows they love her and so does she. There might be a rather clingy person that annoys her for sure but her s/o can handle it. If they don’t, she won’t hesitate to throw a hand but besides that, she’s not a jealous person.

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

Odessa is always up to try new things in her relationship with her s/o. She’s going to try new activities to do, new nicknames and see which one will stick around with time. She doesn’t like having the same routine over and over. Each day needs to bring its new share of fun.

[crushedgraham]

Can I ask Junkerqueen nsfw headcanons? :)

Junker Queen Nsfw hc's

this girl is a MUNCH.

will literally spend as long as you let her to just eat you out

it gets a little out of hand sometimes...

she'll just go up to you at random times of the day, just to knead and push her head between your legs, begging to taste you

"C'mon love, just gimme five minutes!"

her tongue is magic

in just those five minutes you came twice and you're already on the verge of a third

her tongue piercing's the cherry on top

the smooth metal ball rubbing against your clit...

and if you order her a vibrating tongue piercing?

it's over for you

just imagine her sucking and licking at your clit with two of her fingers stuffed inside of your cunt while the vibrations course through your body

yeah you most definitely pass out but it's worth it

loves overstimulating you and turning you into a crying, babbling mess

it gets to the point where you're clawing your nails down her back and biting into her shoulder; Dez eats that shit up

the next day she'll purposely workout without a shirt on to show off all the marks you left on her body

her strap game is insane

Odessa loves wearing a strap that matches her equally large size underneath her clothes to tease you

so when she's sitting in her throne, she'll place you in her lap just to feel her cock through the tight shorts she wears

speaking of, i feel like Dez is an exhibitionist

but like not full on bc her possessiveness keeps her from letting anyone really see you

Dez loves fucking you on her throne when no one's in the arena

just hearing your moans mixed in with screams of her name echoing throughout it drives her wild

or you'll be on your knees, kneeling at her feet, sucking off her strap with her big hand cupping the back of your head, pushing you down till you gag so she can see your pretty eyes well up with tears

idk why i thought of this but i feel like Odessa would get you a collar with accents of silver that she can control with her magnet arm thing

she could clip a chain onto it that she'd tug at lazily while watching you fuck yourself on her

whether it's on her strap or her muscular thigh, she would just sit back and enjoy the show

definitely gets off from the power dynamic

you are literally dating a goliath, this woman is 7 feet tall.

she'll manhandle you any way she sees fit, her goliath hands dwarf you no matter how tall you are

if you call her "daddy" or "my queen", don't expect to be able to walk for another couple days

and if you call her that when she's feeling particularly jealous?

god, you wont be able to even move

Dez fucks you so good, making sure that your pussy memorizes the shape of her (just imagine her pressing your legs over her strong shoulders while she ruts into you, her hand engulfing your tiny throat, "Mine." being growled into your ear as you cum)

most of the times she's the one doing the work but who could resist the urge to give her the best head known to mankind when she has thighs sculpted by the gods

Odessa will indulge you from time to time, her favorites being to scissor and to sit on your face because she can maintain her dominance (those are the times she uses the collar and chain the most)

[that-basic-simp]

Birthday Surprise

Junker Queen x Fem!Reader CW: N/A WC:1.1k+ A/N: Happy Birthday to our lovely Junker Queen!

"I really miss ya," I said to Odessa.

"I miss ya, too, princess," she said, getting settled in the chair. "Ugh, fuck."

I chuckled, "Still getting used to being there?"

"Yeah. I am not really used to all this tech stuff," she said, adjusting the camera. "Can ya still see me?"

"Yeah. But it's pointing at your chest. Move it up slightly."

She moved the camera up before letting it go, "Better?"

"Much."

She let out a sigh, running her hand through her mohawk, "I'm glad Overwatch was able to send ya some stuff so that we can continue to communicate."

"I am, too. At least I know you're alive after every mission."

"Yeah. I don't know what you'd be doin' if ya didn't hear from me almost every day."

"I know. But talking to one another like this just isn't the same," I said.

"I know, princess. I know. Hopefully one day I won't be needed and we can just talk and spend the day together. Even if it's over a video call like this."

"Yeah. But I really want to see you. To hold you."

"I know ya do, darlin'. Hopefully one day Overwatch will let me go just for a few days."

"I hope so, too."

"Queen, we've got to get going."

She let out a sigh, "I'll be there in a minute. Alright, duty calls, princess."

"Be careful out there. Take care of her, Kiriko."

"I will, Y/N."

"I love you, Dez."

"I love you, too, Y/N," she said and blew me a kiss. I blew her one back.

The camera cut out and the video call shut off. I leaned back against the throne and let out a sigh. It's been a few months since Odessa had to join Overwatch. And in those past few months, it was such an odd change I had to get used to. No longer waking up beside her and finding her amber eyes staring into mine. Eating alone and just walking around Junkertown felt weird without her being there. Leaning towards the computer Overwatch had given me to remain in contact with Odessa, I pulled up someone from the contact list. The profile picture popped up on the holographic screen and it started to ring.

"Hello!" a peppy voice came through.

"H-Hi. Is this Tracer?"

"You betcha! What can I do for you?"

"H-Hi."

"Hold on one second."

Her camera turned on and I was face to face with a woman with short brown hair and matching brown eyes. There were some freckles along the underneath of her eyes, similar to Odessa's, but hers were more prominent.

"There we go. Oh! I know you. You're Odessa's partner."

"Y-Yes, hi. I'm Y/N."

"Nice to meet you, Y/N. Anything we can do for you?"

"I was wondering if it was possible for me to come visit Odessa. She's been lonely up there and we both miss one another."

"Let's see something real quick," she grabbed a calendar, looking over some things. "This month is pretty busy for all of us here. We're needed in multiple areas of the world since Null Sector is non-stop attacking right now and we don't know how long missions are going to take. But aside from that, nothing seems to be going on that is deemed important enough to where she will be reported if she doesn't show. Uhm, I will have to get back to you, Y/N, if that's alright."

"That's completely fine," I said.

"I do have the contact for your phone it seems. So I'll message you whenever there is a slow with some of the fighting."

"Thank you, Tracer."

"You're welcome, Y/N. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

"No. Thank you again."

"Anytime. Take care now!"

"You too," I said and the call ended. I sighed once more, knowing I had to do more waiting until I got to see her. I just hoped it wouldn't be long.

A few more months had gone by and before I knew it, it was getting close to her birth month. It was going to be odd celebrating without Odessa, but that didn't stop me from getting her something in the hopes that I could see her. Or at least find a way to send it to Overwatch so she could receive it. While I was doing some work around the throne room, the phone Overwatch had given us went off. Leaning over to see who messaged, I immediately dropped what I was doing and opened up the message from Tracer.

"Hey, Y/N! A victory has been secured and the fighting has ceased for now. There will be some time for you to come and visit. Should I tell Odessa?"

"No. Please don't tell her. I want to surprise her."

"Sounds good! I have an idea on when we can surprise her!"

I stayed silent as I was hiding in a box. Tracer found a box big enough to where I can sit down and still have enough room to where I didn't feel cramped. She wrapped it up but left the flaps open. Once the position was set and everything, I got in and she closed the flaps. She wrapped a bow around the top and once the bow was unwrapped, that's when I'd pop out and surprise Odessa.

"What's this all about?" Odessa asked as I listened to her footsteps walking around.

"Someone informed me of a very special day for you," Tracer said. "This one is from all of us to you, Odessa."

"For me?" she asked, shocked that she was receiving something. "Ya didn't have to."

"We wanted to. We wanted to get you something that reminded you of home. We know how much you've missed being back in Junkertown."

"Ya have no idea," Odessa sighed.

"So we got you something special! Straight from Junkertown."

"Eh?" she asked, walking towards the box I was in.

"It's kinda big. Tell me ya didn't put a live dingo in 'ere. Then that'd be another problem on our hands aside from Null Sector and Talon."

"Open it," Tracer said.

There were more footsteps as I assumed everyone was nearby, waiting for Odessa to open up the box. She grabbed the bow and untied it. She was about to grab the box flaps, but I popped up.

"HOLY FUCK!" Odessa yelled, about to slap me. Her face went from terror to pure shock. "Y-Y/N?!"

"Surprise!" I smiled. "Happy Bir--"

I was immediately cut off as Odessa pulled me in for a much awaited kiss. I smiled against her lips and kissed her back. Pulling away, she kept pressing pecks to my lips before peppering my face with them.

"D-Dez!" I chuckled. "W-What about the others?"

"I don't care," she breathed out, pressing her forehead against mine. "I want to show you how much I've missed ya."

I jumped up and wrapped my arms and legs around her, hugging her tightly. She grabbed underneath my thighs and held me close.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you, too."

She pressed another kiss to my lips.

"Best gift ever."

"Ya haven't seen what I got ya."

"I'm sure I'll love it, princess. But gettin' to see ya. To hold ya. To kiss ya. Best thing ever since I came 'ere."

I chuckled and pressed my forehead against hers.

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Like A Champ

MTF!Junker Queen (Odessa “Dez” Stone) x fem!reader

category: EXPLICIT (18+ MDNI I fucking mean it)

tags: first times/something new, blowjobs, facefucking, facesitting/Queening (haha), gagging, choking (on dick), cum, saliva, slight dacryphilia (tears but not crying), trans female character, reader has a pussay and tittays and feminine pet names are used

words: 1,457

notes: i love you anon thank you for feeding my mind, i’ve been so AEUGAHSGEUSGHH when trying to write lately and this fixed me uwu <3 enjoy big woman lovers

“C’mon, since when have you been shy? I’m a big girl, I can take it!”

You lean back against the myriad of pillows behind you, smiling reassuringly as you beckon your partner to you with both hands. Odessa stands at the end of the bed with an incredulous expression, hands on her hips, her sizable cock half-hard as she mulls over your nudity, and your very tempting offer. You watch as she tugs her pretty pierced lips between her teeth, her eyebrows furrowed as she contemplates. 

“Dunno, darlin’. Seems like a recipe for you to choke, or throw up. Maybe both.”

You roll your eyes, hands falling limply to your sides.

“I’ve sucked you off more times than I can count and you’re just now worrying about me choking? The choking I can handle, and to some degree, I like! The potential throwing up is what hand signals are for,” you demonstrate tapping your thigh twice, eyebrows raising in emphasis as you show off your agreed-upon universal wordless signal for back the fuck off, I’m fucking dying here.

She smiles softly as she regards you and your thoughts on the matter at hand. And you were so damn cute, so small, lying there all eager and waiting, her pretty little doll smiling so innocently about wanting to get facefucked until you couldn’t breathe, until drool and slobber dripped uncontrollably from your sweet little mouth, until you were struggling for air and struggling not to gag and clawing at her hips with your nails and—

She blinks hard a few times to clear her thoughts, running a hand back through her recently washed, unstyled hair. God, you temptress. You didn’t even have to do anything to get her imagination running places it shouldn’t. 

“One step at a time, Dez. Why don’t you just come up here and sit on me to start with? See how you feel.”

She grumbles for a moment, taking in again just how tiny you are compared to her. She loves the ability to pick you up and do whatever she wants to you, taking you against the wall, holding you up in her strong arms while she fucks you senseless, easily bending you to whatever position she preferred. But having her on top of you, her weight against your chest and head, was not something that you had ever done before, and it admittedly slightly worried her, even if it made her cock twitch to think about. 

Still, she relents, climbing up on the bed with you and kneeling at your side, where you smile warmly and lovingly trail your fingers along her tan, muscled thigh. You connect the dots amongst a few freckles with your index finger, then your eyes flick up to her face, lips curling up just a little more. You pat your chest, urging her to mount you.

“Hup, hup. Let’s get to work.”

She rolls her eyes and snorts with a half smile, showing off a sharp canine as she carefully swings one thick thigh over your body, firmly planting her knees on either side of your shoulders as her hands grab the headboard, ass resting on your chest. You can tell that she’s doing her best to keep weight off of you, and for now, you won’t complain. Though… being crushed to death by your giant girlfriend sitting on your face would certainly be a highlight of your life, if that’s how it all ended.

Your hands caress the soft skin of her thighs, a pleased hmm behind your lips as her warmth settles into your chest. Odessa brings a hand down to lovingly caress your cheek, thumb brushing the curve just below your eye. 

“Ya look pretty down there, bird,” she says warmly, regarding you from her perch. You looked mighty pleased with yourself, and she couldn’t help but find it positively adorable. How she couldn’t wait to destroy that and leave you an absolute wreck.

“Thank you,” you reply, inching your face up to kiss the tip of her cock, hovering just above your chin. She hums with approval at the sight, arching her hips forward to provide you with further access to her length. Squeezing at her thighs in thanks, you slowly pepper kisses from base to tip on the underside, tongue occasionally flicking out to tease her. 

You smile- god, why were you so fucking cute?- bracing your hands on her thick, muscled thighs before leaning back and opening your pretty little mouth to take the head of her cock inside. Christ, you were just holding it there, gently swirling your warm tongue across the spongy pink flesh and licking up her precum and it already felt so fucking incredible. Your nails gently scratch at her thighs in little circles, giving her tingles up her spine. You make eye contact briefly, winking cutely before finally applying suction and Jesus fucking H. Christ she was seeing stars.

“Fuck, doll,” she groans, hands reaching down to lace into your hair, her nails scratching pleasantly against your scalp. “You’re so good at that, birdy. Such a good fucking girl,” she praises as she slowly cants her hips forwards, guiding her length into you.

You hum in encouragement, the sensation vibrating dully along her length. You feel her hips start bucking, and you do your best to loosen your tongue and throat, preparing to let her use your throat like a glorified cocksleeve. In one quick motion, you send her into shock by completely engulfing her fat length with your throat, your eyes watering as your nose presses into her pubes. You inhale deeply while you’ve got the chance, the scent of her musk making your head and pussy buzz.

“Oh, fuck,” she exclaims, and you can feel her cock twitch against the back of your throat. Her hands grip the back of your head, watching as you swallow up her entire length with such ease and enthusiasm. “I think I gotta marry you, your throat’s so fuckin’ ace—“ She moans as she gains the confidence to start grinding into your face, drool dripping from your chin as she fucks your pretty ruined face.

You moan around her cock as she fucks into your throat, gagging lightly as your nails dig into her flesh. You can feel your thighs getting sticky, slick gushing from your neglected pussy as you stare up at your beautiful girlfriend, her tits bouncing, light glinting off the bar piercings in her hard nipples, the muscles of her stomach tensing tight as she nears her climax. You encourage her with direct eye contact and as much of a moan as you can muster with her cock stuffing your throat, tears starting to stream down one cheek as you choke on her.

“Darlin’,” she chokes out, voice strained, “I’m so fuckin’ close, doll, you’re gonna make me come so hard.” You nod a little, giving her thighs a squeeze in confirmation, her ass bouncing up and down on your tits as her hips start to lose their rhythm. “Here it comes, baby, get ready for my cum—“

She slams her hips so hard into your face it nearly breaks your nose, her cock pressed as deep as it can go, thick globs of cum pouring into your waiting throat. Your pussy throbs, as if missing the load you just took for itself. She lingers there in a daze of pleasure just a little too long, making you tap her twice on the thigh to get her to pull out. When you do, she quickly removes herself, long strands of semen and saliva connecting your mouth and chin to her cock.

“Shit,” she chuckles, staring down at your completely destroyed face, lips red and swollen, tears streaming down your cheeks, cum and spit dripping from your mouth. She gently reaches out a hand, her thumb wiping away the lingering mess as she regards you fondly.

“You are an absolute fuckin’ champ,” she praises, cradling your face in her hands, “and I love ya so goddamn much, dollface.” You smile contentedly, and she leans down to lock her lips with yours, a warm glow filling your body as you accept the praises of your lover. 

“I love you too, Dez,” you reply with a croaky throat, your hand clasping at your neck as you blink in surprise at the sound of your own voice. She laughs wholeheartedly, squeezing your shoulders lovingly. 

“Guess I oughta go get ya somethin’ to help with that,” she chuckles, dismounting from your chest to stand up from the bed and get you a drink. You whistle at the sight of her bare ass, making her turn around and wink at you before disappearing into the hallway to head into the kitchen.

[not-rigel]

Junker Queen NSFW Alphabet

written with female anatomy in mind but tried to keep language as neutral as possible

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Dez kinds just.... scoops you in her arms and does anything you ask afterwards. Half of the time its because she NEEDS to pamper you afterwards. The other half is because you're too fucked out to do anything on your own.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and their partner)

She loves her abs. Just loves her abs. What really solidified this was when you were riding her strap and testing how much you could tease her. You pulled off the strap to ride her abs.

On you, your breasts. Dez is a tits lady 100%. This is expressed through holding them as much as she can, not even in a sexual manner.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Gets so excited over making you cum. And a little obsessed with your taste as well. About once a month she will be fingering you then will pull her fingers out as soon as you're cumming, pressing her mouth against your pussy. Like she changed her mind last minute.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

She will not admit this to you but she loves period sex. If you menstruate, she loves how horny you get and loves bringing you relief. If she is menstruating, she'll become more grabby (as if that even possible). She's suddenly shy with asking for sex so she'll just hang off you until you get the clue.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Has some experience. In my opinion, she barely had time for relationships. A handful of hookups the Wasteland and some even as Queen. Her physicality just means transferrable skills so with the physical aspect of sex she is all good to go but anything besides that has her questioning her abilities.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying)

Prefers her standing and you bent or laid over a surface where she still has to hold your weight up as your feet can't touch the ground. This position is pretty perfect for her size kink. Your shared bed is high enough off the ground to position both of you perfectly for this position.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Dez does like to goof. A good 20% she likes to do something random and stupid like stick her tongue out and lick the tip of your nose or tickle where the back of your thigh meets ass. It's makes you giggle everytime.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

She has such a beautiful bush, just perfect. She does groom herself, trimming when she notices she needs to. She'll stand naked in front of the mirror after trimming, just for the full image.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Dez swears she sucks at it but she is a natural with intimacy. She doesn't notice her hands rubbing gently over your body even as she manhandles you. She doesn't even think much of it when she kisses one of your ankles while they're over her shoulders. J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Used to need to jack off once a day but with you the need is quenched. If she does need to, she wont draw it out. Most times she will just sit legs open and fingers jerking on her clit until she cums, clenching on nothing.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Body worship. Closest she will ever be to submissive is laying down for you as you kiss all over her body, whispering praises into her skin. She loves your hands massaging her mucsles and curves alike.

Sadomasochism. Will occasionally want you to scratch up her back as she fucks you. She moans the loudest when you bite on her nipples. The pain makes her feel so alive. As for Sadist qualities, that's up to your limits because choking, slapping, bondage are all on the table for her.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

THRONE. HAVE SEX WITH HER ON HER THRONE. It really just gives her a rush. Its where she is most powerful and to get to take you there just makes her feel on top on the world.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Dez thinks about sex multiple times a day. At some point, she'll think about you and those thoughts will turn dirty and it slowly becomes all she can think about. Everyday. She feels she always has something to look forward to.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Will not be submissive. She will bottom but she will tell you exactly how to fuck her and how to make her come. She likes the tangible control and feeling of superiority of being dominant.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Has a preference for recieving. She is even a bit of an asshole about it, holding your head down until she comes AND you've licked it all up. A bit of a head pusher if you're sucking her strap. She just loves it that much.

Even though she had a preference for recieving, its a very small preference. She will go down on your until you're seeing stars and that not her trying to service you, thats her getting a proper taste.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Dez is on the rougher side but as far as fast vs slow she couldn't care less. She just wants to give it her all everytime. And she is a great Dom because most of the time, you'll set the pace and she'll follow.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Love/hate. Dez has a bit of instant gratification then after 20 minutes she is just unsatisfied and needs more.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

She will take risks. Anything you ask for she will try but not until a LENGTHLY conversation has been had. Especially if it involves any CNC or exhibitionism.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Its so rare for Dez to exhaust herself during sex. But as mentioned before during Pace, Dez is an amazing Dom that lets you set the pace so sex will last as long as you do.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Has a strap collection with several harnesses. Owns a wand, nipple clamps, blindfolds, satin bondage ties, a finger vibrator, double dildos, and of course a remote controlled vibrator.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

She teases but it really won't last long if its impromptu. She has shitty patience. If both you and her agree that you want her to tease you relentlessly, she has all the patience in the world suddenly.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

She is a naturally loud person, used to yelling at her subjects all the time. In bed, she is loud enough for her groan and pants to echo off the walls. And that's just when you get started, when she comes its always with a shout.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Talks in her sleep. And grinds in her sleep. Will grab you, drag you to her, push her hips into your ass then will groan the most obsense words into your ear.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

CLITORAL HOOD PIERCING. I saw a hc that she cannot handle piercing with a long heal time and I fully agree. So a clit piercing is perfect for her. Quick to heal and its fun as hell to play with.

Has cellulite on her butt.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Sky high sex drive. If she can help it, sex will be had daily. If you go without sex for over a day,  she fully plans on making up for it. Her love language is physical touch and sex is one way she expresses her love.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

The only way she'd fall asleep right after sex is if you ate her out to multiple orgasms. She will be out in MINUTES, the flood of endorphins knocking her out cold.

[angel-bvnny]

You can view this however you want lol

This drawing was from like May of this year, but I still like it, so I figured that I should post it on here :)

(It's me and the Queen, but it can be y/n and the Queen instead too)

[moira-mains-go-to-hell]

Hello! I was wondering if you’d do something along the lines of reader taking a hit for them? I was hoping for Mercy, kiriko, and junker queen. If that’s too many just mercy is fine! Feel free to ignore if this isn’t up your alley

Babes it is no problem at all, thank you for your request.

Mercy, Kiriko, and Junker Queen’s reaction to Reader getting shot on their behalf

Warnings: shooting, violence, near death experiences

Mercy

“We are taking on fire, I’ve got eyes on Angela, we need an evac route now-“ you where cut off as the ground exploded nearby. The omnic that sent the attack was huge, a tourette built into its chest and smaller impuls cannons on its shoulders.

The combat medic to your right was doing the best she could with her blaster, but it wasn’t quite sufficient. The omnic she did manage to land a hit on, took notice of her presence, b-lining for her cover.

“Angie! Go!” You made a break for the debris she was crouched behind, taking out the opposition closest to you as you went. The race between you and the omnic was dire and no one would stand in your way.

You shot at the robot as you went, never seeming to deter it as you scramble over rubble.

“Come here!” You had thrown down your bag, a small barrier forming around it as you continued. She hat gotten with in arms reach of you and you yanked her into your chest by her hand. Whipping her around, you shoved her into the barrier as you heard the omnic open fire.

The first shot hit your shoulder, the second, your back. You collapsed onto your knees, immediately reaching for the grenades in your pocket. You glance over at the Medic behind you, ‘it’s gonna be ok,’ you mouthed, before throwing whatever you had at the omnic, and dragging your body under the barrier with her.

She immediately started attempting to mend your wounds, putting pressure on your shoulder, “That was reckless, and stupid. Don’t ever risk yourself like that again.”

“No ‘thank you for saving my ass,’ huh?”

“No, because if you died out there and I couldn’t get to you I’d curse you forever,”you finally met her gaze, seeing the sincerity in her face, and the frustration in her eyes.

“I won’t, and I never will. Can’t meet the angels when I’m already bound to one,” you smiled and interlocked your fingers together, and that’s how you stayed until backup arrived.

Kiriko

You had decided to stay over at her apartment after an at home dinner date turned a bit steamy. You were curled up behind her, an arm wrapped around her waist as you slept.

You both stirred at the sound of glass breaking, and two distinct thuds sounding from the front room.

“Were you expecting someone?” You sat up, looking towards the door.

“No, but I’m guessing it’s those stupid yakuza from a few weeks back,” you both got out of bed, throwing on shirts and shorts before grabbing your weapons of choice, “How’d you get your hands on that?”

Kiriko watched as you pulled a pistol and silence from your bag, walking to the door as you threaded them together. She didn’t typically ask many questions about what you did, she just trusted you weren’t anything terrible.

“Called in a favor from a friend,” you shrugged and headed out first, sweeping the hall before heading to the front room.

You rounded the corner and were immediately met with a barrage of bullets, going back around the corner and crouching.

“Two gunmen, behind the kitchen counter.”

You both crawled your way behind the couch, taking opposite ends, in order to separate them. As soon as you aimed was as soon as you where shot, the bullet tipping through your bicep and making you drop the gun.

“Shit!” You picked the gun up in your other hand and shot back four times, each shot hitting you assailant’s chest, “how’s it coming on your end?”

You watched in awe as your girlfriend threw the last of her kunai, it burrowing itself into the neck of her attacker.

“All is good now- you are hurt,” she chided you as an ofuda appeared in her hand.

“Nothing but a flesh wound. You know it’s not the worst I’ve gotten.”

“That doesn’t make it any better,” she laid the glowing paper over the bullet wound, it dissolving as quickly as it was placed.

“So,” you look up at her and flex your arm a bit, “do you want to handle these now, or do I call my cleaners and they will be here in 20?”

“Call them anyway, we will get started. I don’t like blood sitting in the carpet that long.”

Junker Queen

“Alrighty you scavengers, scumbags and assorted Junkers!” You stood on the rotating pedestal, mic in hand as you faced the crowd in its entirety, “You know what tonight is, you know what you're here for! The Reckoning is here and all of your competitors are more than ready for battle!”

The crowd cheered as you went through your welcome, introducing each of the opponents as you made your way out of the ring.

“Tonight, as usual,” you had stopped in front of a large Garage door, it slowly lifting to reveal Odessa, “the crown is up for grabs, and as your Matron of Affairs,” you leant up, taking the crown off her head and placing it on your own, “I will be holding onto it till a winner is confirmed.”

“You know, if you wanted to wear the crown you could just ask,” Dez bent down and whispered to you.

“Why would I do that when I get to wear it here?” You plopped yourself on the throne behind her, blowing her a kiss and bringing the mic back to your lips, “if all the challengers are ready, then I say it’s a go!”

You watched as everyone immediately hopped into action, commentating on each of the blows traded between fighters.

The power and rage exuding from the ring was already immense, but with a few choice words you knew you could get the pot boiling a whole lot faster.

“Well tonight doesn’t look so promising! Will these flimsy foes bring your Queen to her knees?” You held the mic out to hear a few gnarly cheers and boos come back to you, a smile coming to your lips as you egged on the crowd, “or will my knight in rusty armor return once more to the place she belongs?”

“We want to see some blood!”

“Quit fighting like a bunch of broads!”

“You’ve got nothing on the Queen!”

Bingo. One by one the comments flew in, like gnats in the face of a bull. One wouldn’t do much on its own, but dozens? This will give you the entertainment you want, and your girlfriend the fight she has been itching for.

Metal flew, noses were broken, teeth were scattered and you were reveling in it. A pile had amassed on the floor, injured bodies and weapons alike joining the mass as Dez plowed through the competition, sending you little winks and smiles throughout the match.

After the last man fell, you stood from the throne, extending a hand to your girlfriend.

“We all knew it was coming but never this soon! It must be record time!” As Odessa made her way to you, neither of you noticed the last man moving, ever so slightly.

“Your Reckoning Champion, for yet another time, your Junker Quee-“ the crowd went quiet before you realized what had happened, Odessa had rushed to your side, holding you up as you put your hand on the wound.

“You bitch! You ruined my commentary!” You put pressure on the gunshot wound, falling to your knees with the woman who anchored you by your side.

“One of yous better get some help or I start taken heads to bowl with!” She boomed out to the crowd, several of the junkets getting up t from their seats, possibly to leave, possibly to help.

As soon as someone came to your aid, she let you go, leaning you in their hands.

“You can take my crown, my city, and my life,” the anger that surrounded her body could make ever the toughest men quiver, “but you shot my woman? Why is that? Where you aiming for me, and just missed completely? I think you are just stupid enough for that to possibly be the situation, right?”

She had gotten with in inches of this man, Carnage appearing in her hand at a frightening speed, “But I think, you are so dumb, you decided to shoot the messenger, so no one could win? Hmm? Am I getting it right?”

The man shuttered, putting his head down and shaking his head.

“I don’t like that answer,” she threw the ax down next to him, his whole body quivering, “try that again.” He didn’t say anything, keeping his head down, “I said, try it again!”

Her foot collided with his chest and he was on the ground in an instant, his hands scrambling for purchase. She crouched before him, the tip of her knife coming to his chin.

“She is gonna make it out alive, I know that. But if she needs a few organs to do it, I’ll rip you apart to start looking for ‘em. Got it?” He was crying at this point, nodding his head profusely.

“Good. Don’t go anywhere,” she gave him a wink, Medford using the handle of her knife to knock him out, standing up and pushing his limp body away with her foot.

[mxlktxa]

𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢 ‘𝘥𝘦𝘻’ 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦/𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘹 𝘧!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

odessa ‘dez’ stone/junker queen, reader*

𝘤𝘸; 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘸 𝘔𝘋𝘕𝘐!!!, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘱𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 (𝘣𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘺/𝘣𝘶𝘯, 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭(𝘪𝘯𝘨), 𝘦𝘵𝘤), 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 (𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨), 𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭 (𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨), 𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺, (𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧) 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯-𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺, 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘮 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘭, 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥

𝘸𝘤; 2.0𝘬, 10.9𝘬 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴

𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

Odessa and I lay in bed together with the blankets covering our exposed forms, smiling like fools as she held me in her arms like I never thought to leave her. Those beautiful brown eyes were glued to me as per usual and I couldn’t ask for more from her.

“Didn’t know your sounds could sound even prettier when I’m the one causing the mess down there instead of that stupid toy,” her words came out soft and sweet, though she was just eating me out, calling me such vile, filthy things and treating like some fuck toy she was willing to tear apart, “Gets me going too, y’know.”

“I bet it does, perhaps you’ll let me satisfy you the way you do me soon, yes?” I questioned, “I’m not the only one who needs to be taken care of, your Majesty,” I giggled at how she rolled her eyes at the name she’s earned, sitting up with my arm keeping the blanket against me, “I feel so bad not returning the favor.”

“Feel bad a bit longer, ya numpty, it ain’t happenin’,” Odessa shook her head, peeling the blanket away from me just so she could pull at my hips, dragging me onto her lap, “Besides, I wasn’t exactly done with ya just yet.”

I looked at her eyes which were glued to my bare cunt resting just on her thigh, that hungry look in her eye becoming so very obvious by the second. I pouted at her, shaking my head and lifting myself off.

“Not until you—,”

“I wasn’t askin’,” her tone was harsh and deep, eyes narrowing at my refusal to her ‘request’, “Get ‘t riding,” thigh jerking up into my clit, I gasped at the friction, already giving in and using her thigh to please myself, “Atta girl, good job, bunny.”

Every bump and curve on her muscular limb was enough to just get my mind racing let alone slowly get that tight feeling in my stomach going already. I loved it when she would just sit and watch me pleasure myself but the fact that she would just sit and chuckle whenever I would let a moan slip out made me wanna strangle her. If I could get her to walk in my shoes I would, but she won’t let me.

“Look at ya. You’d do anything I ask of you, and you look so fuckin’ pathetic doin’ so,” there it was, the shit-talking she always threw into our intimacy, “I can’t believe you’re still all wet for me, after everything we just did?” her hand came down on my waist, thumb rubbing small circles against my skin, “Talk to me, yeah?”

“M’gonna fuckin’ strangle you, Odessa,” I whined at her as the friction between her and I was getting to feel so blissful, “But I love you so,” I continued rocking my hips against her, throwing my head back just a bit, Odessa taking that as an invitation to place sweet kisses against me, thinking I wouldn’t notice the blade that came in contact with my stomach.

“What’s it like? Being the most beautiful woman in this world, huh? Then being treated like you’re nothing. Keep goin’. Just until you hit that little high note I love so much.”

“Yes, your majesty,” I chuckled through my little whimpers and whines. The tip of the blade was really nerve-wracking but such a turn-on, oddly enough. Being there and begging to break the skin but of course, this merciful being refused to let it do just that. I winced at the sudden biting that had commenced on my collar bones, hand retreating to her shoulders while a chuckle emitted from the Queen.

“M’gonna—, please, s—so close,” the knot in my stomach was almost unbearable, making me squeeze my legs around the one I had been grinding on, “Need you so bad.”

“And this is just the first stop,” a brutal strength clasped my hips, damn near forming the bruises that were meant to make an appearance later in the night, “I’m not lettin’ ya off easy at the start. You’ve got a little more screentime before the grand finale,” Odessa had ripped the blade from me and me off of her thigh, pushing me to the side so she could grab both my ankles to place them on her shoulders.

“Dez, please,” she looked at me with a nasty look, scoffing before ruthlessly inserting three fingers into my sopping cunt.

“Sing for me, darl, I need to hear that pretty little voice.”

“Eat shit, god, I hate you,” I cried, reaching down for her wrists to stop her. I suppose that set her off because she gave me a light slap before pointing a finger at me.

“Keep those hands to yourself. We don’t want nothin’ crazy goin’ on, now do we?” Odessa lowered her tone, fingers pumping faster now to draw more cries from me, “Atta girl. Behave yourself and we won’t have any trouble,” her shit-eating grin came into play as well as that stupid fucking blade again.

I could feel myself squeezing around her fingers as she curled her fingers inside all while increasing her pace, getting me close to finishing once more. I attempted to stop myself from showing any signs of doing so in order for me to get myself off. But, of course, she ripped her fingers from me, shaking her head.

“Dessa, please,” at this point I was ready to cry, voice cracking getting out of hand now, “What— what are you doing?” I sat up to see the tall muscular woman smirking at me as she lay down with a chuckle, “Dez?”

“C’mon, pretty girl,” her hands grazed her face so quickly, it was almost like it didn’t happen, “Sit up on your throne, yeah?”

“Oh, you’re gonna fucking get it,” I squealed in excitement, doing exactly as I was told to. I swung a leg over her to prop myself down on those pretty lips only to unleash a crazy moan mixed with a laugh. Her hands gripped my thighs, keeping me hoisted down and tongue swirling around like crazy, having a grand time, “Holy shit! Odessa, I love you, I love this, I love us!” I whined in the hot, humid air, both our nails digging into each other's thighs out of pleasure.

It was hard to do so smoothly, but my eyes traveled to her own bare cunt, mind trying to decide if I should rebel against her wishes of not pleasuring her or just do it as a huge ‘fuck you’. Can you guess which option I chose? Bet you can.

I started off easy, running my hand down her abs as a coverup. I didn’t wanna reveal what I was doing right off the bat. Her swirls and added moans made it so hard for me to really concentrate but I managed to surprise her with two fingers slipping into her, gaining a buck from her hips and a frustrated grunt. A sinister snicker came out of me, pumping my fingers in and out as fast as I could with a good rhythm, kissing her inner thighs every time she bucked into me.

“Doesn’t it just feel so good, Dezzy?” I questioned, leaning my chest flat on her abs to lower my lips down to her cunt, licking along her folds before sucking on that sensitive nub of hers, “Now, I wanna hear you sing,” at that time we were both just getting mouthfuls of each other, moaning and huffing, waiting to see who would come undone first.

We kept at this for about five minutes— of course, not continuously, both of us had a few breathers—, biting each other's legs every now and again, pinching or slapping, and lots of digging our nails into each other which drew blood here and there. I wasn’t a thousand percent sure, but Odessa seemed close to unraveling. She had to keep stopping herself from squeezing my head between her thighs, hips now moving relentlessly, and her grunts were mainly now cries of pleasure and a hitch in both action and breath.

Odessa muffled something into me, hands tapping on me as if to tap out and pause our little game. I quit my actions, lifting myself up and looking back at her, “Everything okay back there?” I giggled.

“Get on your back,” she snarled, an intimidating, hungry look and tone was used, my mind forcing me to oblige and quiet myself down, “You want me to finish with you so bad? We’re doin’ it my way.”

Finish? Had Odessa finally agreed to let me pleasure her? Even if it is in ‘her way’, I was just excited that I’d finally get to experience her lovely vocals and expressions when she’s got that little knot in her stomach snapping.

I supported myself on my own elbows, watching as she maneuvered herself to have both dripping cunts now in contact the slight friction making us both sigh in satisfaction. For a second, we both just stared at the predicament we were in before Odessa suddenly started grinding her hips into mine. I decided to compete with her, trying to grind harder rather than focus on speed.

Both bundles of nerves would clash together sending a nice shock throughout our bodies. Her whines turned back into huffs and swearing, running her hand to my thigh and chuckling, “I’m surprised you ain’t tried to punch me in the face, darl. I know how much ya hate when I edge ya,” she spoke with venom in her tone, like she was egging me to hit her.

“F—fuck you,” was all I could spit out, throwing my head back as I started feeling overstimulated and unsteady, “I just wanna—, fuck, yes, fuck! Dez, please! I’ve been good.”

“You? Good?” she barked out a laugh, panting and somehow pushing herself onto me even further, “You’re nothin’ but a little brat. All your little attitudes and unreasonable bickering don’t seem to be you on your best behavior, little rabbit.”

“You’ve been especially cruel! Leaving me in the middle of the night for some stupid raid! Not letting me know when you’re off to fight and then coming back nearly torn to shreds!” I argued back.

Odessa and I continued our altercation through occasional glares and trying to overpower one another. That only ended up with her winning and managing to get on top of me and pace herself. Tears were begging to be let out and we both grew louder and louder by the second, signaling we both were close to our euphoric highs.

The room was way too humid, and our skin was sticky from the combination of the sweat, humidity, and our own juices mixing together. That itty bitty tightness in my stomach had finally popped alongside Odessa’s, the room filled with such gorgeous moans and pants. But she didn’t stop there she kept going, getting every bit of satisfaction out of the both of us. I covered my mouth to muffle my cries as Odessa let her roars free.

“You filthy fuckin’ girl, what would you ever do without me, hm? Where would you be, what would you be doing if it weren’t for me?”

“Stop! Odessa, I can’t, I can’t, just stop it!” writhing beneath her only increased the overstimulation, “I’m done! Vanilla!” I cried out. Dez quit everything, hovering over me, plenty of kisses placed on my forehead while whispering a soft ‘I’m sorry' to me.

She lay next to me once more, holding me in her arms while still apologizing to me. Catching my breath, I curled into her, still whining and wincing.

“I’m sorry, princess.”

“Mm-mm, it’s my fault. I egged you on,” I muttered, “But earlier… I was truly complaining about you leaving me alone and coming back all bruised and beaten.”

“Figured. Suppose your attitudes and bickering are justified.”

Odessa and I were now silent, slowly drifting asleep without anything to cover us. Smiling like a fool, I hid my face in her chest, placing gentle kisses, “I love you, Dez.”

Her arms brought me impossibly closer, making me feel safe and happy, “I love you too. Ya pain the ass.”

[colemorrison]

Love ur writing! If you’re up to it can you write JQ with f!reader, sucking on JQ thighs I BEG

First off REAL, second, yes.

Laying between her thighs, teeth sinking into the flesh there, you couldn't help biting harder. Watching her hard gaze that was directed right at you.

"I suggest you get to the point."

Her, voice was heavy. Even the queen was struggling with keeping herself together knowing you were so close to where she needed you but you kept denying her that simple pleasure.

"Let me take my time with you Dez."

Your tongue slid over the muscles, sucking on the thighs that had held your head in place so many times. A nice piece of heaven.

"You're really takin' your sweet time. Get on with it will ya?"

"For once I am in control, let your girlfriend take her time with you."

[ya-zz]

I Won’t Bite… Yet

She knew you had been watching her for awhile. You were terrible at hiding it but a part of her enjoyed the sneaky looks and glances. She enjoyed seeing you get flustered when she’d spot you.

Although, she didn’t say anything. Odessa was waiting… she was waiting for you to get the courage to speak before her. She would wait as long as it takes, even if it would be years in the future.

You were merely a sub servant for her, one she kept around, almost like a human pet. She wouldn't ask you to do the impossible, no, you were more of a keepsake for her, a trophy. A cute little thing she wanted by her side. She'd ask you to do the simplest of tasks; braid her hair, help her choose the outfits she wanted to wear. She'd watch over you as you'd clean her weapons, although she never let you touch Gracie, no matter what the order was.

And maybe that's where you fucked up. See, Odessa gave you her commands for the evening; Clean the weapons and draw the bath at nine. She'd be back a little after then - she was always true to her word.

Just like she had ordered, cloth rag in hand, you get to work. Her axe was always first. Delicate fingers tracing the rough edges to remove the muck. The dirt disappeared and the metal began to shine once more. Her gun followed the same procedure.

Once they were both clean, you check the time and head for the en-suite bathroom. It was early, so all you did was gather the bottles and place them by the tub in preparation for when the time came to start running the water.

It was that easy. Never a difficult task. Upon making your way back into the bedroom, you notice Gracie laying on the table.

Taking every ounce of strength you could muster, you approach the table again, looking down at the blade. Rust, dried blood and chipped away, she looked a mess. You knew you shouldn't, but to leave her in such a state?

Your hand reaches for the dagger only to be stopped by a voice calling out behind you.

"I wouldn't bother if I were you." Odessa places a hand on your shoulder. "She's such a beauty though, ain't she?"

Startled, you drop your hand, turning to look at the queen behind you. She only laughs in response as she stands next to you, grabbing the blade and admiring it.

She stays silent, seemingly in thought before she turns to you. "Go on then." Her hand raises, holding Gracie out to you, ushering you to hold it.

You hesitantly take the blade, looking over the chips and abrasions within the steel. It was more than honour you felt in that moment. Being this close to the queen, holding her one cherished item, it was overwhelming... and Odessa notices.

She grabs your chin, tilting your head back to look at her, a mischievous look within her eyes as she smiles down at you. “Oh, I’m gonna have fun with ya.”

Her hand retrieves the weapon, placing it back down on the table but her hand never left your jaw, her eyes never left yours. She had waited this long, no longer feeling patient. Odessa smirked as she bowed her head mere inches from yours and she felt the heat rise in your cheeks.

"You're cute when you're blushing." She leans in closer, lips brushing against your ear. "I've been watchin' ya for a long time. You can't fool me."

Your breathing catches in your throat, skin hot to the touch as her hand travels from your jaw to your neck, thumb gently caressing the soft flesh. The same hand then travels to the back of your neck, fingers entwining with your hair as her other hand goes to your chin, thumb rubbing gently over your bottom lip.

She dips her thumb between your lips, toying with your tongue before rubbing your spit across your lips messily. She smirks once more as she presses against you, mouth crashing against yours eagerly.

The height difference makes it slightly awkward for the pair of you, but hands travel regardless. Your hands were clawing at her back desperately, her one hand tugging your hair as her other caresses your cheek, pulling you closer to her.

She hums, breaking the contact for a moment, breath hot against your face and eyes half lidded. "That bath can wait a little longer."

She sees the desperation within your eyes as she pushes you back, mouth connecting with your neck as she sucks gently on the skin, marking you.

"I won't bite yet, my love." Odessa smirks, licking up the side of your neck before pushing you down onto the plush mattress. Her form towers over you, hands on her hips as she looks down. "My, oh my. What a sweet little thing you are." Her smile remains as she speaks once more, climbing over you and staring you down.

"And you're all mine."

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I got too carried away- @colemorrison... enjoy regardless~

[bruhhhh-huhhhhh]

i have another…

i need to see some smut with jq BUT i need it with her black metal skin.

PLEASE THIS IS YOUR DOING NOW YOU MUST FIX IT

Ughhhhh fineeeee

Horny bastard

Man idk how to tag stuff like this. Uh

Strap on usage. Dom!Junkerqueen bc she's hot. Trans male reader bc we need

Rock Hard On

Junkerqueen x trans!male reader

Odessa peppered small kisses down your jawline, leaving black lipstick in her wake. You couldn't help but whine when her canines dug into your neck, leaving a small mark. How had you gotten here, pressed up against the wall of your hotel room with your girlfriend ravaging you like you were the most amazing thing in the world?

Well, you had a small idea.

It started when one of her old friends from back when she was a teenager showed up and brought up some band that she used to be in. You couldn't help but look at her in confusion as she laughed and nodded along agreed to whatever her friend was suggesting. When he finally left, you pulled your girlfriend back to the couch to get some answers.

"Dez, what was that?"

"Oh, he's just a mate of mine. We used to have a band way back when. Where ya think I got my guitar skills from?"

"Well, what did he want?"

"Wants to get the band back together for one last tour. You okay with that?"

“Well, obviously. As long as you’re happy, Dez.”

And she was. Odessa was all smiles as she got into a modified version of her punk outfit and put on the makeup and temporary hair dye that would wash off when you two showered later.

The band was very excited to meet you. They all shook your hand and hugged you, thanking you for keeping your queen safe and happy.

While they were preparing for the show, you couldn’t help but ogle at your girlfriend. She looked gorgeous.

Well, things happened, and you may or may not have whispered absolute filth in her ear before the band had to go backstage for final touches.

In your defense, she looked hot as fuck.

You were on her mind the whole performance. As her boyfriend you obviously got front row seats, which you used to make faces at her and mouth obscene things. The whole time she was on stage she was thinking about jumping off the stage and fucking the brat right out of you. But sadly, that would have to wait.

When the time for saying goodbye finally came, Odessa was so ready to leave and go back home. "C'mon, I gotta go home. Tell people that they can send me a letter if they wanna talk so bad," Dez told her band mate, who just sighed and let her leave.

She was quick to find you waiting outside the building for her to get done. In all honesty, you were about to go back to the hotel and wait for her there. You gave her a loving smile and grabbed her hand, dragging her across the street to the hotel. Her grip on your hand was tighter than usual, but that's exactly what you wanted.

One steamy elevator ride later, you two were at your room. The second the door closed she was on you.

"Think ya can just do things like that and expect me not to act on em?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," you said, feigning ignorance.

You girlfriend looked at you, her face completely serious, as she repeated the words you told her before she had to go. "'Can't wait for you to fuck me when we get home. Want you to ravage me. Wanna feel your fingers down my throat and strap so far inside me I can't think.'" She mocked. Your face flushed but you just turned your head, ignoring her.

"I don't know what you're talking about," you said.

Odessa growled and grabbed your face, making you look at her. "Don't. Lie. If ya wanna get fucked, then you'll get fucked. But I ain't gonna let ya lie to my face and get rewarded."

Yep, you fucked up and you knew it, so you looked her dead in the eyes and started begging for her forgiveness. After a few seconds, the queen in front of you just stuck a finger in your mouth and started to remove your clothes.

"Fuckin' whore. Could always just leave you here, needy and alone. Could go and shower and just leave you here, needy and wanting for me to touch you."

"Noooo," you whined, momentarily taking her fingers out of your mouth. Just as you went to say something else, she forced them back in, making you gag.

"Didn't say that you could stop sucking on those, now did I?"

You shook your head, looking at her apologetically. Dez rolled her eyes and went to peel off her clothes before you frantically reached your hands out to stop her. "What, you like this outfit?" You hummed in agreement and Dez laughed cruelly. "Yeah, I bet you do. Fine, I'll keep it on. Just for you."

It didn't take long for Odessa to get impatient and pull her fingers out of your mouth and replace them with her lips on yours. She just sat there and made out with you, occasionally trailing her mouth down lower to nibble and suck on your neck. "Pretty boy. Can't wait to ruin you," she said, picking you up and laying you down on the bed.

At this point, you were completely naked. Odessa grabbed her strap and harness and put them on over her clothes before climbing on top of you.

She teased your dripping folds with the tip of the silicon dick. You whined and gripped at the sheets. "Dez..." you trailed off, looking at her with the most pathetic eyes you could muster.

"Oh, does my pretty boy want me to fuck him?"

You whined and nodded.

"I need words, dear. Gotta hear you say it."

"I want you to fuck me. Please, Dez, just wanna have you fuck me until I can't think anymore. Just wanna feel you inside me and feel how good you make me feel," you rambled. You really, really needed this.

Odessa chuckled and pressed a kiss to your cheek. "Well, I guess that's enough. I ain't goin easy on you, so be ready."

That was all the warning you got before she slammed into you and started to fuck the life out of you. All you could feel was the silicon dick pushing in and out of you, hitting your deepest spots and making you moan out in pleasure.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you couldn't help but already feel close. It's not your fault; you two hadn't done anything for a while now.

It's almost like Odessa read your mind. "You close, pretty boy?" She asked, not once slowing down.

You couldn't speak. Any time you tried, all that came out were lewd moans and whines. So, instead, you just nodded furiously. Odessa laughed cruelly and started to bite and kiss the more sensitive parts of your neck.

"Well then, pretty boy, you can cum."

It wasn't often that she gave you permission to cum so easily. It normally took lots of begging and promises of behaving to get her to even consider it. That should have told you what she was going to do to you. Sadly, you were too focused on the pleasure that she was giving you to think about anything past what was happening right then and there.

With a loud moan, you came. Dez helped you ride out your high, slowing down her thrusts slightly. Before you could stop her, Odessa grabbed your phone and took a picture of your fucked out state before showing it to you.

Your hair was a mess. Drool spilled down your chin and mixed with the blue lipstick left behind from your girlfriend's kisses. Bite marks litter around your collarbones and the soft spots on your neck. "Don't'cha just look so pretty? Can't wait to make you scream for me again."

When Dez started to speed up her thrusts again, you knew you were done for.

[astarlow]

congrats on 700 followers :)!! May i ask for W, O, and L for Junkerqueen with a f! s/o? thank you!!

Characters: Junker Queen

700 Followers Milestone Event

700 Celebration Event Masterlist

A/n: Thanks! I hope you'll enjoy this :D

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

She likes to give her magnetic bracelet to her s/o and let her try it. She always makes a junk of pile heavier than what she can lift. To test her limits but also because she has a good laugh when she stumbles on the ground. It never hurt her, and she ensures she doesn't get hurt under her watch.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

She's her usual self but much louder and more energetic. Not a single soul can't see how much she's in love with her s/o. She doesn't hesitate to voice out her love to s/o, through her actions and through her words.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

She does it in the heat of a battle, fighting alongside her s/o. She knows she loves her when she sees how much chemistry they have together, having each other's back without even talking. And so she yells it so she can be heard through the gunshots. It does catch s/o off guard, that's for sure. Though she knows the feelings are returned when she smiles brightly, nodding while mouthing the words "I love you too."

[overbrainrotch]

Hello! Loving your content so far ;) I would love if you did a nsfw scene of Lifeweaver and Junker Queen with the reader (amab). That would be great, keep up the awesome work! :3

Junker-queen x Lifeweaver x Amab!reader NSFW headcannons

I could NOT write this fic for the life of me, so please enjoy some nsfw headcannons instead since I can’t choose which one to write about(apologies if it’s not what was expected 🙏🙏)

•both of them definitely have a thing for tying their boy up while they switch turns feeling you with their tongues

•forcing you to watch them for awhile, just waiting to hear the begging.

•Niran would want to be so sweet and praise you for such good work, but Odessa? She would call you a dirty slut, all the while still groping your hard length.

•they’re definitely into the all three at the same time.

•Especially Odessa, since she can see her two pretty men right in front of her, one thrusting into the other, while one thrusts into her.

•and Niran? Well, he’s the same way, being able to see such a pretty boy in between him and Odessa, it was enough to corrupt him into degradation.

•calling you such a beautiful slut, taking and giving so well. Purely only learning it from Odessa and how you’re clearly turned on by it.

•Niran would love to punish you in making you wait, tie you up with toys edging you. but Odessa is impatient. Constantly dragging you to bed to discipline you. She’d suck but never let you finish, Niran just watching and touching himself, maybe even letting you have a taste.

•”yea’ that’s right.. behave better next time, yea?”

•”you’re doing so good.. keep it up..“

[that-basic-simp]

NSFW - hi i’m back 😞 could you possibly write f!reader tripping over JQ’s feet (literally) and apologizing profusely and JQ tells them it’s okay, but they just keep apologizing until JQ asks for a kiss as an apology that turn into smut? this is a a lot to ask so i hope it isn’t a lot in terms of requests, but if it is please ignore 😭🙏🏾

Hello again! Don't worry about the amount of details. The more the better! It helps paint a better picture when writing. Thank you again for the request!

MINORS DNI. ADULT CONTENT AHEAD

Fallen For You

Junker Queen X Fem!Reader CW: Smut, fingering, oral, finger sucking, slight degradation, praise WC: 1.4k A/N: There was no specification on what kind and how much smut, so I hope this is doable!

Working for the Queen of Junkertown is a blessing and a curse. A blessing because I was able to get to know her and hopefully make a move because of the massive crush I had. But that was the curse. My massive crush. What if she doesn't like me? What if she has eyes on someone else? I'll never know until I ask her. But how do you ask someone like her that? I don't want to assume anything.

Her and I were working in her throne room. She was sitting at her desk and I was putting some things away in her bookshelf. Most of them were files that needed to be sorted, which I was taking some of them from her desk as we were doing this. I walked towards her desk to grab the new stacks of papers. I turned and went to take a step, but tripped over her leg being extended out from underneath her desk. With one quick move, she stood up and bent over her desk, grabbing the back of my shirt as the papers fell onto the ground.

"Sorry 'bout that," she said, making sure I was standing upright before she let go of my shirt.

"I am so, so sorry, your majesty," I said.

"Aye, don't worry about it, Y/N," she smiled. "Are you alright though? I kinda grabbed ya a bit hard."

"I'm fine. What can I do to make up for it?" I asked, starting to pick up the papers.

"Don't worry about it, Y/N," she said, going back to the papers she was writing now.

I grabbed the papers and placed them on her desk, straightening them before I started to alphabetize them by last name. There would be times where I had a hard time remembering, so I stood there, counting on my fingers while mouthing the entire alphabet.

"Ya alright, Y/N?" she asked.

"Yeah one second," I said, placing a few papers in a new stack.

"Ya don't have to do that."

"It was my fault the papers fell."

"Ya don't have to feel obligated to do it."

"I have to."

"Y/N," she reached over and grabbed my hand. "Truly, it's alright."

"There must be somethin' I can do to make up for it."

"There is one thing," she said.

"That is?"

"Not to worry about it."

"Come on, your majesty," I shook my head. "There has to be somethin'?"

She shook her head, "There's nothin'. Ya just don't gotta worry about it."

I sighed and ignored her, returning to what I was doing. A few minutes had passed and she stood up, coming around behind me.

"Your majesty, what are ya--whoa!"

She grabbed my hips and lifted me up, walking over to the couch that was in the room. She plopped me down and sat beside me.

"Can ya be a bit more gentle next time?" I asked.

"Y/N, I appreciate ya wantin' to fix your mistake. But when I tell ya not to worry about it, that is an order. And I can't help but notice that ya have the guts to defy your queen."

"I-I'm s-sorry, m-my queen."

She closed her eyes for a moment, taking in a sharp inhale before exhaling slowly. She slowly nodded her head before her eyes opened up, a dark look in them.

"Don't say that," she growled.

"W-What?"

"My queen. Unless ya want somethin' to come from it."

"S-Sorry," I turned away from her.

"I know a way you can make it up to me," she reached over and grabbed my jaw, turning my head back to face hers.

"W-What's that, your majesty?"

"First, ya call me Odessa or Dez. Secondly," she leaned towards me, a few inches away from my face. "Ya kiss me."

"W-What?" I asked.

"Kiss me. That's an order."

A-Am I dreaming? D-Did she basically confirm she had feelings for me? I couldn't help but squeal a bit on the inside as I reached up, grabbing her face and smashing my lips against hers. This was heaven. She was heaven. Her soft lips against mine. I pulled away and found a giant grin on her face, followed by her biting her bottom lip slightly.

"Fuck," she breathed out.

"Me," I whispered.

"What?" Odessa asked.

"N-Nothin'."

"Come on, Y/N," her hand trailed from my thigh and up to the side of my stomach. "I know ya wanna tell me. Ya don't withhold information from your queen, do ya now?"

"N-No, m-my queen."

"Say that again," she growled.

"Say what?" I smirked, "My queen?"

Her eyes fluttered closed, a small hiss coming from her.

"I'm goin' to tear ya to shreds."

"P-Please, my queen."

"Don't say I didn't warn ya."

She got onto her hands and knees, grabbing her knife from the side strap attached to her leg. She carefully placed the tip of the blade on the underside of my shorts, creating a small slit down them. I shivered as the tip was severely close to cutting me. She grabbed my thighs and spread them apart enough to where her head would fit nicely. Using her two index fingers, she placed them inside the incision that went through my shorts and undergarments, and pulled. A ripping sound filled the room before a satisfied growl.

"Fuck, you're this wet already?" she asked. "Pathetic."

"O-Odessa, please."

"Now, now, gotta get ya warmed up," she said, raising her hand to my face. "Think you can take two fingers, pretty girl?"

I grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand towards my face. I opened my mouth and took in her index and middle finger. Shit. I knew they were long and kind of think, but I wasn't expecting this. My tongue slid up and down her fingers, making sure I got in between the gaps of her fingers. Once she was satisfied, she slipped her two fingers out and immediately placed them inside me down there.

"F-Fuck, Odessa," I breathed out, grabbing at the fabric of the sofa underneath me.

"That's it," she slowly pumped her fingers in and out. "Such a good girl takin' me with ease."

"T-Thank you, m-my queen."

"Fuck I love it when ya say that."

"I'll only say it for you."

"No one else," she said as she kissed at my inner thigh that wasn't covered by my shorts.

My entire body sank into the couch as my head fell back against the top part. My body felt like it was ascending as her fingers were practically slipping in and out of me.

"I-I need you, my queen."

"Yeah, ya need me?" she asked. "Words, darlin'. What do ya want from your queen?"

"Y-Your tongue. Please, my queen."

"Since you're bein' such a good girl," she lowered her head and ran her tongue up and down my entrance before she inserted it.

"Fuck, yes, my queen."

While I was riding this high of her tongue now inside me, she secretly slipped in a third finger, completely sending me over the edge.

"M-My queen, t-too much," I squeezed my eyes shut, finding the back of her head as I grinded into her.

A knot started to form in my stomach and that was when I knew I was close. Damn, not even ten minutes in and she's already going to make me come. She was magical in every way.

"I-I'm close, my queen."

She let out a slight moan as she nodded her head, her free hand squeezing my thigh. I titled my head back as far is it could go and let out a moan, feeling myself spill out and into her mouth. Lewd slurping sounds came from down there as she pulled away, her chin glistening with my fluids. I was breathing heavily as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"So sweet. It's addicting," she whispered, going back for another.

"M-My queen," I whimpered. "I-I'm sensitive."

She didn't care. I came a second time in record time and it was followed by a third. It was about to be a fourth, but I pushed her head away.

"N-No more," I said. "Please."

She nodded her head, a soft look appearing in her eyes.

"Alright. I'm sorry, darlin'."

"I-It's alright, my queen."

I laid down on the couch, trying to catch my breath as well as come down from my numerous highs. She crawled on top of me and rested her head on my chest, her legs dangling off the side of the couch. I lazily looked at her as her eyes found mine, a soft smile forming on her lips.

"You're cute," she smiled, booping my nose.

"You're hot," I giggled, still coming down from my high.

She giggled, closing her eyes and wrapping her arms around my waist.

"You're mine," she whispered.

I ran my hand through her hair while my other arm was wrapped around her.

"I'm yours."

[oldhalloweentape]

🐸Lúcio/D.Va/Junker Queen👾 x 💞 (fem) Reader⚡️

(Request here! This was a treat to work on ngl, it really made me think about what their stances would be in a situation like this, thank you so much for this request!)

Lúcio

- He’s the most understanding of the three, ever since he was a child he’s been very aware that people, even the ones he cares about have their struggles that can deeply mess with them as much as he wouldn’t want them to be.

- He learns as much as he possibly can about your ED, not beating around the bush when it comes to it. He’s determined to help, to be there for you in this hard stage in your life.

- He may be very lax in many situations, but he doesn’t exhibit that tendency with your condition, he treats it with care, empathy, and a kind of seriousness that is needed for this situation.

- However, despite the realness of it all, his optimism shines the most in the way he cares for you, never minding your “messes”, and helping you during your setbacks.

- It could never possibly be “rotten work” to him, you’re the most beautiful soul he’s had the fortune to meet, he loves you, you’re his girlfriend— The other half to his melody.

- He aids in a way that mirrors this outlook, gently reminding you to eat or making you healthy/nutritious foods that are frog/music note shaped to make it more fun, that’s just how Lùcio is.

- Every step is met with encouragement and warmth from Lùcio, he believes that you are an insanely strong person for dealing with something as daunting as this.

D.Va

- Hana has to be the one who relates to this the most without actually being like that, she knows what it’s like to overexert yourself to find the means to an end… But hers stems from a different perspective so she handles it with caution and determination much like Lùcio’s.

- She’s very caring and worried about you, trying her best to protect you and keep you safe, in more ways than one. Her heart couldn’t possibly handle seeing you suffer like that, and for good reason, so she’s quick to try to find solutions, consulting people like Ana and Angela on the topic, and then promptly using that information to aid you with this condition.

- As busy as she is, she makes a point to try to be a constant companion who you can rely on, with Hana, as well as the medical professionals she insists you have, helping you form a schedule that fits you the most so you can create a stream consistently with your naturally unstable ailment.

- Every step back is met with comfort and a promise to be there always, even at the darkest of moments as she kisses your cheek softly.

- She’s an innately loving person, who can’t help but keep on loving and trying to find a way to help others beyond herself, with you as her girlfriend being very high on that list.

- Hana, I believe, is the kind of person who believes that love takes work and effort to maintain, so, she couldn’t possibly want to back down— Not when someone who means a lot to her needs her.

- Safe assured, Hana will always be there for you, helping, caring, loving, and always making sure you can positively live your life.

Junker Queen

- Odessa, unlike Lùcio, doesn’t really understand at first— Not being able to wrap her head around it as she sees you suffer so much over your self image.

- Don’t get her wrong, she does comfort you and tries to help with the limited resources Junkertown has at times to aid her in her self appointed mission in making you better, but it takes her a while to grasp what is happening.

- But when she does she handles it in a firm, but loving manner, having you monitored and giving you almost constant reminders that you need to eat and that, yes, you are a captivating woman who was able to catch the eye of the Junkerqueen.

- Underneath that rough and overly confident personality is a leader who, while she may not have every little resource at the tips of her fingers can and will use what she does have to relieve the woe you’re experiencing.

- Odessa’s compliments nearly triple in quantity, trying so hard to make you see what she sees, after all, what the Queen decrees is fact and who can fight against fact?

- She holds you close at night, murmuring words of love and attraction over you, unable to comprehend how someone could perceive you as being unwanted, let alone yourself when she, the Junkerqueen, loves you so.

- You are hers and she is yours, and no one can ever stop her from being adamant about it.

(Sorry this wasn’t as many as I would’ve done for a single character post 💔)

[not-rigel]

question for the Queen obsessed babes

nsfw below

would y'all like a blindfolded, tied up, edging fic?