#odessa stone x reader

[letternotekisses]

bouncing on junkerqueens thick strap while she digs her blunt nails into your hips, her hands trailing up to grab handfuls of your plush tits, growling in your ear to ride her harder, faster—😮‍💨

[froggibus]

Venture x short fem reader x junkerqueen head cannon

Nsfw is up to you

Dating Junkerqueen & Venture Headcanons

Pairing: Junkerqueen x reader (has a pussy but no pronouns are used) x Venture

Genre: fluff + smut beneath the cut

CW: poly relationship, jealousy, JQ is referred to as Dez/Odessa, manhandling, full nelson, face fucking, size kink, teasing, edging, overstim, strap on, double pen, fingering, threesome, praise/degradtion aftercare ftw * reader is short & can be carried/lifted by Sloan & Dez (tho they are strong as FUCK I think JQ could bench press a car)

hey hi thanks for the request! i really like writing short reader cause i myself am not short :,) but it is nice to pretend...i went a little crazy with the NSFW so hopefully you're into that lol

This post contains NSFW content. Minors read the warnings & please do not read past the NSFW cut.

(have these two actually met in the lore? 😭 I haven’t read their short stories in so long cause none of them interest me)

these two can be a match made in heaven, or something out of hell

Odessa is SUCH a tease and given she’s 7 feet tall she WILL give you a hard time

loves putting stuff in high places just so she can watch you struggle to grab it until you sheepishly ask for her help

Sloan can go either way honestly

sometimes they’ll join Dez in teasing you, sitting there with their arms crossed while you pout and try to grab it

other days they’ll put those big muscles to good use and help you up

both of them think you’re adorable & always manhandle you

Odessa specifically loves hoisting you on her shoulders when you’re watching fights in Junkertown

or throwing you over her shoulder when you’re going to bed

Sloan is more lowkey, but a lot of the time if you’re sleepy or tired they’ll gladly carry you to bed

also BOTH are super protective of you (even if they don’t mean to be)

they both know you can defend yourself but they still wanna let it be known to everyone that they’re looking out for you

Dez is way more upfront about it…anyone who talks badly about you or is a little too aggressive will pay a harsh price

Sloan is more lowkey, maybe they’ll throw a glare or something, but they let Dez take the lead

they occasionally try to talk her down if she’s scaring the hell out of some poor girl that accidentally bumped you

they are a NIGHTMARE in bed to deal with I’m so sorry

Odessa in herself is already a handful…she’s such a tease and with your size, can manhandle you however you want

the two of them could spend HOURS edging you until you’re crying and begging to cum

Sloan feeds off of Odessa’s energy too, so if Dez is in a very dominant mood, oftentimes Sloan is too

I promise they’re nice to you sometimes too (rare)

you’ll be trapped between the two of them, Sloan making out with Dez above your head while they finger you

Dez will be groping you and shoving you further into Sloan’s touch

eventually they’ll grow tired of playing with you and that’s when the real fun begins

Odessa LOVES fucking you with a strap or sitting you on her face

she’ll hold your thighs and pull you down while she absolutely devours you

Sloan usually takes this as an opportunity to use your mouth however they please

the combination of Sloan’s praise and Odessa’s dirty talk is a WHIRLWIND

Dez will be fucking you from behind with her strap, gripping your hips and laughing about what a whore you are

and Sloan will be fucking your face, running their hands over your cheeks and head, murmuring praise

or sometimes Odessa will fuck you full nelson, her strong arms under your thighs and your back to her chest

meanwhile Sloan slowly pushes themselves inside of you next to Odessa, rubbing your clit to help you adjust

the two of them fucking you is a lot

there have been times where they’ll take turns playing with your mouth

Odessa will grab the back of your head and shove it into her cunt, her and Sloan fighting for dominance over who gets to ruin your pretty mouth

aftercare is AMAZING

they’re both a little new to it, but Sloan goes crazy overboard

drinks, snacks, bath—they’ll do it all for you

Odessa is a little awkward in the afterglow, but if you tell her what you need, she’s more than happy to get it for you

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[peaxhxhair]

Raising Kids with them - Overwatch Heroes

Featuring: Cassidy, Mercy, Moira, Roadhog, Junker Queen Warnings: Moira. A/n: this isn't exactly the official setting for each character - but this is fanfiction so we're gonna ignore it lol Navigation Overwatch - MASTERLIST Consider becoming a member! <3

Odessa Stone (Junker Queen)

She wouldn't be into having kids at first - thinking that something so small would make her weak.

It does - but she refuses to admit it.

You both decided adoption was probably the best option - adopting a sweet baby girl.

I think Dez would be all about teaching her kids to fight.

Even before they've learnt to walk.

"C'mon kiddo! I was fighting at your age!"

Sometimes you would find her playing with your baby - making it look as if they were both boxing.

It was quite a funny sight.

You'll come home from work and find them watching wrestling or something.

Probably swears around your kid.

Your babies first word is probably 'cunt' or 'fuck'

You're usually the one to take your daughter to school, but on the off chance Dez does - the rest of the parents are scared of her.

The kids adore her though.

She'll struggle doing stuff like diaper changes at first - as anyone would

~~~

As your daughter gets older - she grows into a mini version of Dez.

She wont call her 'mom' - instead calling her something silly like 'cunt' or 'fuckwit'

Dez gets a real kick out of it - and does the same.

Dez would be a little disappointed if your kid didn't want to fight, though she'd still be supportive - even if she didn't really understand.

Cries on your daughters wedding day - but tries to hide it.

"I'm not crying cunt, you're crying"

Mako Rutledge (Roadhog)

I think Mako would be really good with kids-

Big brooding dad & cute tiny daughter combo type vibe

Maybe she's really talkative, and he just listens.

He'd let her put clips in his hair and paint his nails.

It's giving Gru when his girls are doing ballet.

He's always the one to hold the kids when needed - since he barely has any issue.

His hands are just so big.

Even if you had like - 4 kids he would have no trouble carrying them all.

You were grateful that you could have some time alone sometimes, as Mako is a very competent father.

'crane's hand back while driving when kid opens snack' dad

Your kid might pretend to wear his shoes - and they can barely even stand properly in them, let alone walk.

Moira O'Deorain 

Does not want kids.

Only agreed because you would make a face at her whenever you saw a baby.

test-tube baby fr

Literally will not go to another doctor about her kids health.

Does she know anything about kids? No.

Does she think she knows more than the QUALIFIED children's doctors? Absolutely she does.

MIGHT agree to taking your kid to see Angela - if you're not too keen on her doing science on your kid.

HATES being called mom.

She's fine with your kid just calling her by her name.

This was weird on the first day of school - most parents thinking your kids other parent wasn't in the picture.

She was fine with that idea - meaning that you 'left' your old partner for her. Narcissist.

~~~

Your babies first word was definitely her name.

but in the cute baby way.

'Moiwa'

When your kid gets a little older, maybe they'll ask about Moira's arm.

"This is what happens when you smoke"

Your kid will never even THINK about smoking ever again.

It isn't until they're 30 that they realise that wasn't true.

Prefers to keep her kids away from science - as much as it was important to her.

She'll barely talk to you about it either - which may be hard if you're also a part of Talon.

Having to bring your kids to work with you is definitely SOMETHING.

You'd prefer for them to be with you rather than with Moira, though.

Your kids are NOSY, so you have to bend the truth a little bit.

Just to make sure they don't view their mom as the ruthless geneticist that she ACTUALLY is.

"Why is miss Amelie blue?"

"She didn't eat her vegetables"

Angela Ziegler (Mercy)

BIG on consistent check-ups.

Sometimes she'll do them herself, but she prefers the professionals.

She doesn't specialise in child care, but she does make sure that your child is going to the best doctor in the field.

Definitely enjoys shopping for baby clothes.

Works with baby on lap - letting the little guy play with her fingers.

Aeroplane noises while getting the baby to eat.

does NOT let the kid eat candy until they're like 10.

This was hard for you - because it meant you couldn't have candy in the house.

Secret stash of sweets hidden somewhere in your car.

One in Overwatch HQ too.

ALWAYS prepared.

Baby needs a snack? She's got cut up grapes in her bag.

Always has wipes and diapers.

"Hey babe? Where's their bottle?" She's already retrieved it from the drying rack.

Tiny first-aid kid in her bag at ALL times.

~~~

If your kid wants their ears pierced at Claire's. ABSOLUTELY NOT.

Angela is panicked at any idea of infections - especially when it comes to your kid.

Your kiddo is made to wear clip on earrings until they qualify to be pierced by a professional.

Will always make sure places are baby safe before you take your kid there.

~~~

She's calm 90% of the time - she just cares about general safety and health.

Matching onesies with your kid.

Chilli and Bingo core :)

Angela would LOVE doing Halloween costumes for your kiddo.

They're always so CUTE.

If she has the time, she'll put together matching family ones.

Cole Cassidy

Baby carrier dad.

Like he'll just carry your baby everywhere.

Gets upset when he has to put the little guy down.

"We're just fine over here. No need to pull us apart"

Your child definitely prefers him to you - which you're fine with.

It's just so cute seeing them play together.

I'd say he's a girl dad - the type to teach her how to shoot, or play football with.

9 times out of ten, he'll fall asleep while reading her a bedtime story, so he always just ends up sleeping in your daughters bed with her.

The two of them cuddled up on the tiny mattress - he's holding your little girl so protectively.

~~~

The moms at the nursery you take your daughter to all think Cole is hot.

Too right.

They just need to learn to keep their hands to themselves.

Your kid is very protective of him - and your relationship.

If you're married, she'll be like;

"Daddy, show her your wedding ring!! Isn't it nice?"

It makes Cole chuckle every time.

Cole didn't even need to shut the women down - your kid was doing all the work for him.

~~~

Definitely the dad that all of your kids friends like

"Your dad is so cool!"

He's always invited to their little tea parties and stuff.

Yes, he will put on the crown and princess dress.

[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)

[shadykazama]

Hi Hi!! can i ask for Junkerqueen sfw and nsfw headcanons? <3

Omg yes I'd love to!! I've been waiting for more character requests

I don't know who drew this but god bless them 🙏 and if anyone knows the artist please tell me so I can credit them

Odessa Stone hdcs 💙

SFW💙

She's 7 feet tall so she's most likely taller than you

Will be picking you up and swinging you around like a madwoman just cause you're smaller than her

She will hold things out of reach and make you kiss her to get it

Sits you in her lap whenever she has to do stuff

Sitting in a meeting? You're there ofc and in her lap

In the arena watching junkers brawl it out? You can guess where you'd be

Now on the off chance you're the same height or dare I say TALLER than her?

Great!

Especially if you have a competitive spirit cause she'll want to compete

Who's stronger? She'll demand to wrestle.

(She'll do that if you're smaller than her too she'll just go easy on you since it's not a fair fight)

Regardless of your size she's going to show you off at every given opportunity

Keeps you by her side as an advisor (she just likes your opinion, you got a title as an excuse when someone called her out for it)

Has the STUPIDEST nicknames for you. Ofc calls you Babe, but also other things depending on your personality. Some examples being Snapper (if you're short, since you're an ankle biter aka a snapping turtle), Silvie (if you're competitive cause you'll always get second place if she's competing), she'll call you Doc if you're smart (even if you're not a doctor), prince/princess (if you don't getting dirty) etc..

Favorite place to kiss you is on the lips- will tease you if you can't reach her

Always places her hand on the small of your back to really bring you in close. Bonus points if it flusters you

Is amused by the most mundane things

Rub noses with her to be all cute she'll think it's revolutionary

She'll braid your hair for you if you have enough. Loooves to do it for you, thinks the braids make you hot

Makes sure you get anything you want, definitely spoils you. But hey, perks of being queen.

If she's fighting in the Arena, her eyes are on YOU. Makes sure you see every cool little move she does. Will pick you up and kiss you in front of everyone when she wins

NSFW ❤

Has a strap, no I don't take criticism 🫶

More seriously though, she's experienced but still clumsy especially when it comes to intimacy

Any previous experience has come from nights of adrenaline fueled lust or childish boredom

Being soft and loving is something she'd want with you, but would have to get used to. So by all means, show her.

She'll slow down for you, a night with you means more than survival or winning or fighting. With you she can offer herself gently, and show you just how much you mean to her

Now this ^ doesn't mean she's beyond primal lust, if anything you make it worse for her. But she's capable of variety ;)

Moving on to the hot and heavy

She will sit on your face, good luck soldier

Will expect you to do the same (if you're AFAB)

She gets a lot of joy from that strap, and let's just say it's proportional :)

Will fuck you till you can't talk, and then makes you beg anyway

Wants to fuck on her throne

Please god let her fuck you on her throne

Lowkey into exhibitionism? Like she'd fuck you in front of someone just to prove a point (only if you were okay with it ofc but she def has fantasies about it)

Ass kinda lady, likes it on anyone

Has a clit piercing for SURE

Has definitely put the handle of her knife to use if you know what I mean

Will use it on you too if you say yes 🙏

If you're AMAB expect to be pegged or ridden there is no in between

Does not have the patience to be on bottom unless you're eating her out (and even then she'd prefer to just sit on your face)

Will praise you but in a very patronizing way

Likes to tell you how good you're doing but also remind you that you're serving HER.

Smacking your ass is her favorite cheeky way of teasing you in and out of the bedroom.

[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.

[pink-valkyrie-writes]

hi! id love to read some good junker queen smut since i cant find much! would you be open to writing hard-dom odessa? no worries if not thanks in advance!

omg first full smut👀👀 i’m excited hehe, gracie will making her debut- thank you for requesting andI hoep you like it!! <3 :)

Beg For Your Queen

-Junker Queen x fem!reader

-warnings: smut, dom!Junker Queen, sub!reader, pussy eating, use of strap on, bondage, blindfold, spanking, degradation, name calling, knife play, spit as lube, praise and aftercare at the end <3

Odessa has always had a had a soft spot for you. To her, you were her small, fragile girlfriend. The dynamic between you too showed you both as a tough and rough queen and her soft and calm partner. But you always love to show her how much you can handle.

"You remember our word, yeah?" Odessa asked you, finishing tying up the rope that held your hands behind you back. You nodded but yelped after the smack you received on your ass, "Don't nod. Say 'yes my queen'," she whispered into your ear.

Turning your head around, you smiled at her, "Yes, my queen..". Odessa smiled back, "Good girl...Now, here comes the blindfold," she said, taking the thin black cloth and wrapping it around your head to cover your eyes.

You can't see anything, but you can her get up and circle around you like a hungry shark. You felt your excitement rise as you hear her clothes and accessories drop to the floor. Feeling her nails run across your back, "Are you ready to please your queen, slut?" Your girlfriend asked. "Yes, my queen," you bit your bottom lip. The ropes that covered you torso were starting to feel hot against your skin and leave marks for Odessa to run her fingers across later. The cold floor of your shared bedroom contrasted with the heat your body produced.

Grabbing your hair, she made tilt your head up, "Do you want to eat your queen out? Taste her on your tongue?" she asked, her cunt close to your face. Close enough to feel your hot, shaky breaths against her bare skin. "Yes, my queen. I want to taste you on my tongue," you told her, seeming almost out of breath already. She pulled your face in, immediately feeling your tongue lick her slit.

Her height made it easy for you to sit on your knees and eat her out. She kept her hand firm on your head, not letting you pull away. She loved watching the way you moan as you suck on her clit. "You like have a mouth full of my pussy don't you? Filthy whore.." Odessa moaned. You pulled away for a breath and to tell her, "Yes I do, I love having my queen's pussy in my mouth," you said hurriedly, going back to tasting her.

Hearing her moan loudly was always a reward. It instantly made you wet to hear how loud she moans when you use your tongue on her. She muttered curses under her breath, slowly bucking her hips to meet with the rhythm of your tongue. Hearing her say 'fuck' or 'oh shit' was an instant turn on, especially when it progressively got more whiney as you drive her closer to climax. At this point she was riding your face, your nose bumping her clit and she rode your tongue.

"That's it, make me cum..!" she said. Her grip on your hair got tighter as she held you still to cum on your tongue. When the gripped loosened, she pulled you face back. Your cheeks were flushed and hot, chin and lips drenched in her own cum. "Now, now, don't waste it...Lick it all up," she ordered. You felt her two fingers helped collect the juices that were on your face and shoved into your face. You gagged at the intention roughness, but followed her instructions of cleaning her fingers of her own cum.

Odessa pulled her fingers away and grabbed you by the ropes of were strapped around your breast, making you stand up on your feet. You hissed in slight pain, the ropes against your back was rubbing your skin. She wasn't going to be gentle with you tonight.

Odessa laid you on you back, climbing on top of you to sit on your lap. "A special friend wants to greet ya...Come here Gracie.." She said in a teasing voice. You knew who Gracie was and how talented Odessa is with her. You felt sharp metal drag across you right breast, feeling it dragged over to the left one. You felt yourself get wet as you tried to clench your thighs together, but Odessa's larger and stronger figure stopped you.

"Such a naughty little bitch, huh? You like having a knife graze against your skin, even if it cuts you?" she asked, now dragging the blade of the side of your torse, adding the slightest bit of pressure. You yelped, "Mmm, I do! I love when you use Gracie on me..." you whimpered, feeling the knife rest on your thigh. Odessa slowly and carefully began to carve into your skin. You and Odessa have done this before, you trusted her that she wouldn't hurt you or cut too deep.

Odessa carved her initials "J.Q" making her print on you. She decided to add a heart next to the initials. She smiled to herself, 'So cute'. Odessa moved to your other thigh and simply craved "mine". Odessa moved to your stomach, carving the word "whore" into your stomach.

The stinging feeling was engraved into your body. You felt her strong figure get off of your lap, you missed her warmth. Odessa got up and grabbed the strap that was left from earlier, slipping and strapping it onto her body. She always like to tighten the harness a bit tighter, she likes to feel the strap rub into her skin and leave marks after.

"Come here.." she said. She roughly flipping you over onto your knees, head pressed into the mattress. "You ready to get fucked by your queen, yeah?" she asked, rubbing her hands over your ass before slapping her handprint into one cheek. You bit your lip, holding back your moan, "yes, my queen. I want to feel you in me..." you whined. Odessa leaned down, licking up your cunt. You moaned as she flicked her tongue against your clit. "Odessa.." you groaned, feeling another slap. She kept licking at your slit, running her tongue piercing at your clit.

You wanted nothing more than her to make you cum with her tongue, but soon she pulled away. You whined at loss of her mouth, earning a slap, "Greedy aren't ya? Nothing but a filthy slut who wants my mouth of her clit?" Odessa said, slapping your ass at every other word. You tried to ignore the stinging pain on your ass, now feeling something touch your entrance.

Odessa ran the dildo that was strapped to her up and down your pussy, "You're so wet, bet I can slide right in.." She said, dipping the tip into your needy hole. You nodded, "Yesyesyes, please put it in, my queen..! I need you to fuck me," you begged trying to push yourself down her. Just by trying that, you earned another slap.

Then Odessa spit on your cunt, "Get ready baby.." she said, sliding into you fully. You barely had time to adjust to the size before she started thrusting into you. You couldn't help yourself but moan loud like a common whore, she felt too good. Odessa watched how your ass jiggled every time you bounced back on her.

"Who's my dirty girl?"

"I am! I am, my queen!"

You felt dirty saying things like this, but it felt so good. Later you know it'll be embarrassing to think about, but not right now. The ropes were kissing your skin with burns on your wrists as you were fumbling against your restraints. Odessa grabbed you by your tied wrists, using it as leverage to help her fuck your cunt.

Your girlfriend was going so hard, you felt like she was knocking the wind out of you with every thrust. "Tell me whore, how does it feel being fucked by junker royalty?" she asked, breathing heavily.

"My queen, you feel so good...! I love how you fuck my pussy so roughly! Please don't stop!" you pleaded, feeling yourself close. The sounds you were making, your blindfold covering your sight, the slapping on skin echoing in your room, the burning feeling of your knife markings and your ropes all added to the pleasure.

She loved watching you crumbled beneath her. She decided last night to snatch off your blindfold. Your eyelids fluttered, the sudden light catching you off guard. Odessa looked into your eyes, pupils dilated due to pleasure, "Look as me when you cum, I want ya to look at me and scream my name baby..." she ordered.

Using your wrist restraints again, she pulled you up off the bed and held you close to her chest, looking down into your eyes. You could've of cried of how good you felt, "Fuck, Odessa I'm gonna cum..! Odessa!" you cried out.

She grabbed you by your face, making you keep your eyes on her while you came. Odessa helped you ride out your orgasm, "That's it, such a good girl.." she praised you, slowing down before stopping to pull out of you. Odessa laid you down on the bed gently, being aware of how sore you could be. "You did so good, babe.. Here lemme help ya," she whispered, grabbing Gracie to cut your restraints. You hummed at the feeling no longer being tied up, feeling more relaxed now.

Odessa undressed herself from her strap, leaving your shared room to grabbed ointments for your markings, water and a rag. When she came back, she immediately cleaned you up and put the ointment cream on your body.

You sat on her her lap, drank your water, and felt her fingers rub the cream into your skin, "Did I go too hard at all?" she asked, kissing your forehead. You shook your head, "No, you were perfect Dez," you smiled, leaning up to kiss her cheek. You pulled her face closer to yours, "Even then, I love it when you're rough with me," you told her, kissing her on her lips.

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[smolweeblets]

Sleepytime

Junker queen x reader

Loud, passive-aggressive sighs were heard as your girlfriend tried to not-so-subtly hint at you to pay attention to her. After getting tired of doing that for almost 5 minutes, she finally gave in and said something.

“Oi! Get over here already! Been fighting the sleep demons for like 10 minutes.” She calls out for you.

A yawn escapes her as she impatiently waits for you to come to bed. The frown on her face only grew deeper the longer she watched you work.

It took a few seconds for you respond, too absorbed in your work to answer immediately. Absorbed enough in your work in fact, to not notice the large ominous figure that materialized behind you.

“I said just a sec, im not done with this and- Ahh!” Before you could even finish your sentence, you were slung over her shoulders and being carried back to bed.

Sleep was overtaking her brain, and so she wanted nothing more than to get some shut-eye, but she’ll be damned if it was not while cuddling with you. The only other solution was to wait for you to finish whatever it was that you were doing on your laptop. But in her own words. “The sleep demons are draggin’ me down, i can feel myself slippin’

“Heyy! Odessa let me go!” You giggle as you playfully beat at her back.

“No. Its sleepytime.” She grunted out while still frowning, shes not very happy at the fact that you made her have to get up the bed.

“But I have things to do!” You whined as Odessa stood still by the foot of your bed. She was trying to figure out how to put you down for the least chance of escape.

“And I have sleep to catch, so do you. So we should sleep. Together.”

You were dropped on the bed, and she went on top of you, trapping you in her arms.

“Oof–” Some of the air was knocked out of your lungs at the sudden impact, but you find it was incredibly hard for you to struggle when Odessas arms felt this warm and secure.

“But I was almost done–” You whine.

She shuffles a bit so she could comfortably lay beside you while still having a secure hold on your body. She lay on her stomach while her arm was positioned firmly around your waist.

“Then do it tomorrow.” She managed to grunt out. She yawned again. Her eyes were already closed, and slowly it was getting harder and harder for her to talk.

You pouted and let out a small huff.

“Fine. But dont expect a morning kiss from me then.” You crossed your arms and turned your head away from her for emphasis. You peeked back at her only to see her face fully buried in the pillows.

“Mnggghh” Was all she could muster to grumble while she snuggled closer to you. Not understanding a word you said.

“Ugh. Fine, im going to sleep, but dont think your cute face will help you every time you do this.” You scoffed while smiling. You huffed as you pulled the covers over the both of you.

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Lets be honest here, you still gave her that kiss the next morning. And if you didnt, she made you give it to her anyways.

A/n: Hi guys please accept this very short fic for a new fandom i wrote at 1am because i feel bad for leaving you guys for so long but i swear its the last week of our school please be very patient with me until then i love u guys mwah

[genji-centric]

Junker Queen NSFW Alphabet

Got a request a while ago, but life with moving and finals have got me all frazzled. But who am I to say no one of the hottest tanks, so without further waiting, here it is!! ^^

A = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Odessa has to be one of the most relaxed afterward, often just wanting to wrap a lazy arm around you and drift to sleep. But if you mention it, she might get you a little water. Even then, that's a maybe. As a queen like herself, it isn't often that she found herself doing something else for someone. In fact, the few times a subject of hers gave her any trouble, they would be kicked out of Junkertown. But you're always special, so further into your relationship, she's one to tuck you in and get you a cup of water if the session was intense.

B = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Odessa knows she is hot. How could she not. She likes to show off her abs. It took a lot of working out to get them looking like that. But really, every muscle, curve, her hair, she likes everything about herself. You have to be born to rule, and of course, a good leader has a good physique. On you she can't decide, but she has a thing if your smaller then her. She likes to be dominating, and someone smaller than her (which is hard not to be she's so tall) is sure to make her proud by your side.

C = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Now hear me out. She's definitely the type of woman to be a squirter. And she takes pride in it, if you're a lucky person to be with her first of all, and second of all be able to make her cum? Of course, Junker Queen will take pride in watching your face get soaked after eating her out to her liking. With yours, well, she won't complain. But, if it's mostly mess free, and then she likes it. Of course, tasting you on her lips is nice, but she doesn't feel like being covered in someone else's fluids. That is just too submissive for her liking, but maybe in time, it could be another point of pride.

D = dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Biggest open book in the roster. When it comes to anything she likes or wants to try, Odessa will never not speak her mind. She is literally the ruler of Junker Town. Why would an experience she wants to try be something to be ashamed of? But if you really get to know her, well the way you look at her all fucked out after she made you feel so good could have the slightest bit of an effect. Moments of pure admiration on your end will result in the slightest hint of blush on her face, but that's not a blush.. she's just hot.

E = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Junker Queen knows her way around the bedroom, with ease, too. Regardless of your experience, odds are she knows more. Everything she does is for a reason. She has it in total control. Everything, every touch, kiss, bite, and those long moments of intense eye contact is done with the purpose to make you submissive and all ready for her to reward her most loyal subject.

F = favorite position (this goes without saying)

Amazon, without a doubt, how she's on top and can stare down at you is exactly what she wants. But anything with her on top and in control is her favorite. She loves the thrill of making your look at her when she ruts the dildo she has strapped on into you is everything. But on those lazy days, either a long meeting on Junker Town issues or dealing with unruly subjects, she likes to lay down. Watching you rub yourself against her thigh or fingers to completion is a good way to wind down from a tough day.

G = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She's not one to be a joker, really ever. But absolutely the one to chuckle at your reactions. She's kind of a jerk in bed. But those slight bits of annoyance are replaced by more lust as she plows your back into the bed after pointing out a pout on your face. Every moment with her is enjoyable, and she always has a confident smirk each moment of bliss with her.

H = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

She dyes her hair, and that's it. Every other thing just seems like a hassle. Eyebrows are so short why even try and everything else is unessiscary. But don't let the lack of dyeing make you believe she doesn't keep herself well groomed. Odessa always makes sure she gets a clean bikini wax. She likes it looking well kept together while still being natural, and no, she will not change this. It's her way or out of the Junker Town walls way.

I = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Odessa isn't one for romance, plain and simple. But that doesn't mean she's heartless. If it means something special, of course, she will indulge you. On days such as your anniversary, she might let you call the shots for the night. Now, this isn't a complete role reversal. No, more like you request something you enjoy from her with a flutter of your eyelashes, and she complies with a scoff. But after you both calm down from the highs, she will plant a soft kiss to your temple and wish you a happy anniversary or birthday.

J = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

If she feels horny then that's something she will handle. If you want to help, she's happy, and if not, then oh well, she can just go have some alone time. When she's alone with herself, she might pull up a video or picture of you, but she more does it to feel good and then continue on with her day. Her fingers are quick and precise, quick and simple.

K = kink (one or more of their kinks)

She's tried many things, some weren't for her personally and others she enjoyed. A list includes;

Being dominant in every moment, she's absolutely a power dom. Spanking, hair pulling, biting, marking, and other acts to ensure her control. But also, being in public, photographing the act.

L = location (favorite places to do the do)

Simple, anywhere. But a particular favorite is her thrown room. Of course, if you're uncomfortable with the idea of someone watching, she would lock the door. But the idea of doing something she loves on her thrown makes her go on a power trip she can't get enough of, making you sit on her lap as she fingers you is always on her mind.

M = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

If she's sat, bored on her thrown with free time, her mind will often drift to you. Your laugh, smile, and face are always a bit of comfort she can enjoy. But those thoughts quickly turn to lust when she imagines how you you would feel right now, and next thing you know the second she's around you, she wants you. She wants you like she had never wanted anything else before. But any hint you give her that you want her in that way she's hooked, and will end up motivated to fuck your brains out.

N = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Junker Queen is a dominant woman. She's a ruler, the one on the thrown calling the shots. She was born to rule, and submitting to someone is everything she is not. Never will you find her in a submissive mood. And Odessa will take offense to you wanting to be in control, how cpuod you even imagine contesting the rule of a queen?

O = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She's not one for giving head. She would do it if you matter to her and have been a loyal subject. But it isn't for her, of course when she decides to treat you she enjoys the moans and little noises you make and always prides herself in making you able to come on her tongue. But her favorite is receiving oral. She loves pressing your face into her with a tug on your hair, making you only able to lap agasint her cunt. And while you do, she is always commenting on what you're doing. "Oh yeah.. like that. Fuck baby use that little tongue of yours to please your queen."

P = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough, it's how she lives life. All the music she likes is fast-paced, with loud guitar, she lives by the rock and roll vibe. The fast-paced bloody fights, the training, everything is fast and rough. Just like how she treats you, at the end of sex you can't help but feel tired and a little sore, but never disappointed, that's for sure.

Q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Odessa is a fan of them, but never fully satisfied with them. Under a time crunch, of course, it's fun and pleases her. But it leaves her wanting more, so once you're both back from the day and alone with time to spend, she takes out the leftover need from the last session. Quickies do stay quickies but always lead to a full night of sex once you're alone together.

R = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

T = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Take one look at Junker Queen and think she would back down from a challenge? Absolutely not. Risk is her middle name along with Dez. It's simple, anything that could include risk she's already did it, or if not, she's doing it. It's just a matter of how risky you want to be.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Odessa spends her days training, fighting, and ruling. All tasks require lots of time and energy. Of course, she has the stamina for days of fighting on end. And for her favorite subject? She can spend hours using you for her own pleasure, or making you cum for the 6th time in a row. She has stamina, and you best hope you can take it when she has her more.. demanding days.

Junker Queen isn't a big one for toys. Why use them if you can cum from her body, using some plastic to do the job is a waste in her eyes. The only exception is using a big strap she has grown to love using. It's 9 inches, thick, and feels so full inside. She loves watching your face when she sheaths it fully inside. It's her favorite and only toy.

U = unfair (how much they like to tease)

Odessa loves to tease you, getting you all pouty so she can find a way to punish bad behavior by spanking or biting at your neck is her favorite part. She can be a bully with how unfair she can be, but with all that teasing and riling you up, she knows it will make you orgasm much more intensely. She will be happy if you stay loyal to your majesty, all the teasing you have to put up with is definitely worth the rewards.

V = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

She isn't a particularly loud person in bed. More just grunts and groans in the moment. But her mouth never shuts either, always muttering some type of praise or teasing comments in your ear. Her Aussie accent gets thicker when she gets all heated. "Oh yeah, you like that dontcha?" Fuck Y/N.. yeah you good little slut.." Or "Yeah moan for me you good wee girl.. make your majesty know how good she makes ya' feel.."

W = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

She's got a lot of piercings, she loves the look it gives her. And they don't just stop at her face. She's got a pair of nipple piercings, both black curved bars that end it spikes. And a clit piercing, just a simple bar but it still looks stunning. She also has a variety of jewelry for her tongue. One that comes to mind is the vibrating one she brings out when you've been a good little subject for her. Those nights are always the best.

X = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Junker Queen isn't ashamed of her body, often preferring cropped shirts and short shorts to wear. So she's pretty exposed already, each part if her is muscular in some way. She's a strong woman, and even when she's standing all relaxed and not flexing, her abs are defined. She has nothing to hide, so you're not surprised when you saw her named. But she's still a gorgeous woman, and every day she's an honor to be with.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Odessa can enjoy a bit of fun anywhere. She's someone easy to rile, but the difference between her and someone like Venture, Odessa can control herself. Tease her, beg for her in public, and she will smirk and warn you you're playing with fire. And if you continue, she'll be sure to remember her warnings after your 6th orgasm and the pain from being all sensitive. "What? Now you can't take it? Why dontcha' remember that next time you say shit like that, huh?"

Z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Like a lion after a good meal, Junker Queen, after hard rough sex wants to sleep. After everything is taken care of, that's when she can sit back and relax in a soft haze. Feeling you in her arms as she drifts off to sleep is one thing she can never go without now. She really sleeps like royalty beside you.

[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.

[not-rigel]

FINALLY!! I've finished the junker queen fic!!!! Aaaaaa. Here's the AO3 links babes

[chosos-husband]

Can you do a junker queen X fem reader an angst but loving story so something like they get into a big fight but later that day or a few days later they talk it out and make up?

I love junkerqueen so much. Idk, I'm also just a certified tall woman enjoyer qwq. So obligatory tall women fluff at the end

As mentioned in my last post, I can write the reader as any gender. But, I'll stick with neutral just because :3 though, the reader is gonna be shorter than her definitely. I don't think any of you guys are over 7'(if you are pls hmu)

You were, by nature, a pacifist. Which made living in Junkertown quite hard for you, almost bordering impossible. Everyone that could did take advantage of your kind and trusting nature.

You let in someone who said that they just needed to use the restroom and ended up kicking you out of your own shitty apartment.

This was how Odessa found you. You were teary eyed and embarrassed that you allowed yourself, once again, down on your luck because you were trying to be nice. Usually, Dez was used to seeing people being cruel. So, to see someone crying without being beaten before, was unusual. Emotion was often foreign in Junkertown, as it was a weakness. She found your unprovoked kindness unusual.

Odessa, though, understood the desire. She grew up around here. In a way, all those thieves were here community. However, she knew as good as anyone how cruel these people could be. She knew changing them was impossible. Therefore, she adapted to the environment that she was given.

You just wanted to change that environment.

When she asked you why you were crying, you weren't sure whether or not you should answer honestly. But, she was the queen and you feared further trouble. Therefore, you explained your situation to her.

At the end, she smiled and placed her hand on your shoulder.

"Hey, don't worry about them." She shrugged. "They're all boneheads. Come on, you can stay with me."

You tried to insist that it wasn't necessary. But she insisted. It got to a point where it would be disrespectful to not take her offer. Therefore, the plan was for you to stay a week. But a week became two and two became three.

Your relationship with Dez spiraled from there. She was a protective lover. She hated seeing you hurt, emotionally or physically. You gave her someone that could ground her. She knew that you wouldn't bring her anymore chaos or stress. Rather, someone to help her calm down.

And she found she recovered from nightmares better with you sleeping next to her. It reminded her that everything was, in fact, okay. Dez would just pull you a little closer, make sure you were breathing, and go back to bed.

However, your nature caused a lot of issues. You had issues with how Odessa handled things. Her hot-headed approach frustrated you and you often wished that she handled things more gently. She couldn't understand how you were able to have a passive view about everything. But luckily, it usually worked out for you two.

Usually.

Dez handled something quite abruptly. Once again, leading more with her temper than her thoughts. Though Dez would more kind than previous rulers of Junkertown, that didn't mean you approved of how she managed things.

You heard about it through some mutual friends. Another raid that Dez led instead of trying to reason with her adversaries first. It annoyed you. Dez noticed something was off with you as she was tinkering with something she found. You were sitting next to her on the couch, but you weren't watching her fiddle with the metal anymore. Rather, you were spaced out, thinking about Dez's actions.

"What's wrong with you? You look like you got some bad news or something." Odessa frowned. She really didn't like seeing you upset.

"It's nothing, Dez." Though, your tone said something completely different and she knew that.

"Don't try to lie to me. I know you too well." Odessa moved closer to you. She wanted to know so she could fight with whoever made you upset.

"I just hate how you manage things. I mean, can't you try to reason with people before going crazy? Does it always have to be violence, Dez?" You frowned. Your girlfriend was immediately quite defensive.

"Hey, I give them more than enough chances to apologize."

"That isn't reasoning. You have to try to see their perspective. Maybe you're wrong too. It's hard to tell until you try to talk to them." You insisted.

"You know as well as I do that isn't how it works around here." She crossed her arms.

"But why can't we change that?"

"You really think you are going to change the people out there?" Odessa stood up. She was getting frustrated with you. She only lived because she fought. She only got to where she was because she fought and was unforgiving about it.

"I would at least like to try!" You stood up too. The height difference between you two became apparent.

"You've been here so long. How don't you get it?" She was raising her voice at you, but not recognizing it.

"I don't wanna just accept that maybe some people are just bad." You explained, but she largely wasn't listening.

"Is that why you ended up kicked out of your own house? God, where do you think you'd be? You still think you'd be fine?" She sighed "You're being so fucking stupid!"

She wasn't making eye contact with you. Odessa didn't see you tear up. She only saw you turn around and leave. Her thinking wasn't clear, if it was, she would have gone after you.

~

You went to stay with someone that you and Dez both trusted. They listened to you ramble about your argument with Odessa. They sided with your girlfriend. They experienced the same life she did. They saw how much you struggled because of your nature.

But they still listened to you and understood where you were coming from, and they let you sleep in their small guest room for the night.

Dez went to bed angry. She thought you were being completely irrational. She told herself that she didn't care where you ended up. But, when she woke up from a nightmare, she panicked without you next to her.

She looked for you, she yelled your name. Dez couldn't rationalize with herself for a solid minute. Rather, was consumed with the worry that she lost you.

Once she calmed down, Dez sat back down on the bed. Her breathing was irregular, and her thoughts scattered. She ran a hand through her hair while she tried to figure out what to do.

She was angry at you. But she knew that there was a reason she loved your calm demeanor. She loved how calming you were especially in moments like this. She needed it. Most importantly, she had to know that she wasn't losing you.

Dez thought about where you would have ended up. She knew you well enough to know that you would have been too scared to venture too far. She also knew that you weren't bitter enough to try to fully move out.

She figured that you went to a friend's house. Odessa knocked one door after door before reaching the friend that you chose to stay with. Of course, she was immediately let in.

You weren't able to sleep that night. You kept thinking about your fight with Dez. You worried about if this was going to be the end. Thoughts like that made it impossible to sleep.

The Queen knocked on the spare bedroom door.

"Come in." You said just loud enough to be heard. She immediately opened the door.

"y/n, come on. Can you come home please?" You sat up. It was the most desperate that Dez ever sounded.

"Are you still mad at me?" Your voice was soft.

"Can you please just come?"

~

The walk home was silent. But she did watch over you. Luckily there weren't many people out at this time of night. If they were, they recognized the Queen from afar and tended to stay away. She was just centered on getting home.

She opened the door for you. You assumed that the rest of the night was going to be quiet too. But, as soon as she shut the door, she grabbed your arm.

"Babe, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so rude to you." Odessa frowned. "I just was upset. I didn't think you were wanting to understand. I grew up where my personality means not getting taken advantage of. It means getting what you need and getting access to what you want." Dez shook her head "But I like how you are."

"It's okay, Dez. I wasn't being the nicest either."

"But you didn't call me stupid." She stepped forward, the height difference between you and her became apparent once more. "I like that you talk soft and always try to see the best in others. It's cute." Odessa shrugged. "But if I'm not the way I am, you are going to get hurt again. I just wanted you to get that this isn't me being mean. It's just the say it is.

There was a long pause before she spoke again. "Are you gonna be mad at me?"

You looked up at her. You realized you are likely the only person that the Junkerqueen Queen would ever apologize to.

"No. I understand that you didn't mean it, Dez." You smiled. Odessa put her arms around you and picked you up. She carried you like this back to your shared bedrooms. She slightly threw you onto the bed. But you both shared exhaustion.

She laid next to you and put her arms around you. You smiled, feeling better that you had the queen to protect you while you slept. She pulled you close to her. Odessa observed that you were breathing and that comforted her. She gave you a kiss on your jawline.

"I love you. Even when I don't show that the best."

[ayyyymy]

imagine gladiator junker queen. | (FIRST POST!)

The stadium is roaring with triumph, another weakling consumed by the reigning champion of the Colosseum.

Your head is aching, a lump heavy in your throat as the stadium goes quiet.

A new challenger appears..?

This never happened, not once in the many years you've kept track of this boulder of a man who's killed thousands of people. Prisoners, cocky young men, war-torn veterans. All fell to the Champion. And yet...

Your heart races as red eyes meet yours under the shade of a helmet. The snarling face of a lion frames the white metal on the challenger's head and knees, armor plating all over her body. You can't help but stare. It's hard not to, with the heat and strength of the stranger's gaze.

This time, you watch the fight intently, mind enraptured in the fluid movement and sinewy muscles that shine with sweat. The sweltering heat does nothing to soothe the raging blush that claims your cheeks when she winks at you after finally, finally finishing the old Champion, burrowing the sharp blade of her axe into his chest.

"Your new Champion!"

The announcer shrieks, just as in shock as the rest of you. The lioness of a Champion, best of the Gladiators, digs the heel of her foot into the dead man's back before shouting in victory.

You stand and stare, gaze lingering on her expression until she turns to face you, pointing, then smirking.

"Yer my prize tonight!" She cackles, and you feel weak at the knees.

Gods and Goddesses...

hi hi! i don't use tumblr often but i literally couldn't stop thinking about JQ so i had to write this. if you have any requests for imagines drop them in my ask box! enjoy! -ames

[peaxhxhair]

Hello do you have any Junker Queen Dating Headcanons?

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Dez would be the type to call the waiter back over in a restaurant if they got your food wrong

"They asked for no pickles"

basically your rock - if you're too nervous to do something, she'll do it for you.

TERRIBLE at wrapping gifts - settles for gift-bag instead.

Makes you coffee every morning - You don't have the heart to tell her if you don't like coffee.

Cannot fold laundry - but is really good at putting the sheets on your queen-sized bed, so you compromise on that one.

REFUSES to shower alone??

Like babe get over here I need a shower.

She loves annoying you while you're working.

She doesn't cut pizza before she eats it???

If you're sharing YOU have to be the one to cut it.

Hands on your ass CONSTANTLY

Just likes touching you.

she actually really likes being the little spoon.

Likes your hands in her hair.

[rigormortissa]

Junkerqueen with s/o Headcanons because Im in love with her. Sfw, no mention of reader pronouns, amab or afab.

Absolute furnace. She is so warm, even when it's cold as fuck out. You are constantly up against her for warmth.

Huuuuugggeee hugger. Like she'll hug you any chance she gets. Just woke up? Hug. Just got home? Hug. She really wants to hug you? Hug. She's also the type of person to squeeze ya when she hugs you.

She calls you the cheesiest names. Sugerpumpkin, sweeitiepie,

The same goes for kisses. She loves loves to kiss your cheek. She probably gives you raspberries ngl.

Drinks straight from the milk carton. Never pours glass in general.

Sleeps starfish and takes up the entire bed so she'll usually pull you on top of her and have the blanket covering the both of you.

Will get you anything you ask for.

If you work out? She loves when the two of you exercise together.

She's not too romantic, in the sense that she's not all candles and nice cooked meal, she's more of a spur of the moment spontaneous lover y'know. But she still loves ya just as much. She just shows it in her junkerqueen-ly ways.

I mentioned how much she loves hugs and kisses, she just loves physical affection a lot.

Looooves when you sit on her lap. Tries not to make it too obvious when you do but her smirk and her red face kinda give it away. Sometimes she'll either just ask you to sit on her lap or pull you onto it herself.

If you are a pretty crazy and violent person like her, you two make the most insane power couple in junkertown.

You'd fight (lovingly) a lot just for fun. Two of you spar and at the end, whether she's pinned you down or you've pinned her down, she'll lean in to your face and smooch! It catches you off guard but sometimes you can tell when she gets a big toothy smile seconds before.

If you're quieter and the complete opposite of her, she'll still find peace with you. She'll tell you everything about her day if you'll listen.

She definitely boasts about you to everybody.

[moonlithunter-writes]

Outer & Blood - Junker Queen x f!Reader - Part 3

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

thank you all for your continued interest in this series! longer part this time cause i made you wait <3

   You emerged from the bathroom an hour later, feeling refreshed and clean for the first time in weeks. The queen was lounging on a massive four-poster bed, sipping wine and reading from a file, but at the sound of the bathroom door opening, she turned to face you.

   A grin split the queen’s face and she rose from the bed in one fluid motion. “Feeling better, aren’t ya, love? Ya look better too—not that all that blood and dirt didn’t suit ya.” She winked at you and your face flushed involuntarily, which only made the queen laugh.    “Here. Got these for ya.” The queen handed over a stack of folded clothes and turned around pointedly so you could change. You thought about arguing or going back to the bathroom to get dressed, but it would take longer than was worth it, so you quickly dropped your towel and tugged on the clothes.     They clearly belonged to the queen—their size gave that away easily. The top was a ripped grey shirt. Its hem had been shorn off unceremoniously, leaving behind uneven cuts in the fabric, but it didn’t matter because it was so big on you that it still fit like a regular shirt. The shorts were black with strings, which was a miracle because the queen’s waist was bigger than yours and you had to tie the strings to keep the shorts up.    When the queen turned back around, another pleased grin lit her face. “Who would’ve thought my clothes would suit ya so nicely?” She appraised your body approvingly, and then turned back to the bed. “Are ya thirsty? Hungry? Tired?”    Your parents had told you not to accept anything from strangers. They had trained you to be capable and self-sufficient. But here you were, alone with the Junker Queen, wearing her clothes, having just used her shower… what was one more sin?    You nodded and reached eagerly for the glass of water the queen was holding out to you, but she snatched it back an inch and your fingers closed around empty air.    “Ah, ah, not yet, pet. You’ll have to give me something first.”    “Like what?” You asked, irritated, before you could stop yourself. Your voice was hoarse, both from thirst and disuse.    “Hmm.” The queen set the water down and locked eyes with you. She grinned as she swept her leg behind her and dipped into a curtsy. “I am the Junker Queen. Nice to meet ya. Name’s Odessa, but you can call me Dez if ya like.”    She rose from the curtsy and quirked a teasing eyebrow at you. Your instincts were telling you to stay quiet, to observe and nothing more. Not until you had a plan. But you were so thirsty, and what could it hurt if Dez knew your name?    You mumbled your name under your breath, and Odessa repeated it, a small smile growing across her face as she did. “Suits ya, love. Here ya go—was that so hard?”     Dez handed over the glass of water and watched as you eagerly drained the entire thing. “Would ya like another?”    You shook your head. “I’m tired. Where will I be sleeping?”    Dez gestured to the bed. “You’re looking at it. Let me clean up for ya.” She began gathering up the files that had been strewn across the bed, and you caught a glimpse of a couple of photos—two men, one with crazy eyes and electric-yellow hair that seemed to be singed at the ends, and one with a white ponytail and a gas mask over his face.    Odessa followed your gaze and chuckled. “I’m planning a raid in a couple of days. Trying to decide who to bring along. Can’t always trust junkers, ya know.” She smirked and cleared the file away. “Alright, I’ve got to do one last check on the grounds and then I’ll be back.”    “Are you sleeping here? With me?” Your eyes widened in surprise.    “Actually you’ll be sleeping with me.” Dez cocked her head and crossed her arms. “Unless you’d rather have a cell in the brig to yourself?”    You actually considered it for a moment, but Dez wasn’t rude or impolite, and she hadn’t made any advances besides harmless comments. It was better to stay on the queen’s good side, at least for now.     “I’ll stay here,” you said, and Odessa grinned and clapped you on the shoulder. “Good girl. Don’t bother waiting up.” And without another word, she left the suite.    With the lights still on, you got under the blankets and pulled them all the way up over your head. Your body was exhausted, but your mind was racing. Today you’d been captured by junkers in the desert and become the prisoner of their very attractive queen, who seemed to treat you as an honored guest. But you knew the junkers’ reputation and remembered the warnings from childhood. You couldn’t trust anyone. And when you closed your eyes, you could still see red, all that red. You couldn’t stay. So when Odessa led that raid, you were going to make your escape.