#oh mein gott the graying hairs

[miek-unofficial]

i think people should have more imperfections actually. physical primarily.

[stabbyfoxandrew]

oh mein gott

my cat is sitting on the back of the couch behind me so i was gonna take a selfie with her and... my hair... it is so gray.

there's like... just a huge half inch wide STRIP of gray and it's just... right at the front of my head. TWT i knew i had gray hair but i never realized it was so visible.

Kevin Day 🤝 Me (gray hair by age 25)

[mrsvalentinefucker1]

Dear doctor

Medic x f!reader: pantie play

Cw: none I think

Everyone went out to celebrate the victory of todays battle. Everyone except you and your teams Medic.

You left to go clean your room up some since you hadn’t really had time to do so. You began making your bed, then putting clothes away.

You pulled the drawer that held your panties and bras. Making sure each pair was set together

“Hmm.. that’s weird.” You lowly said to yourself “a pair of my panties is missing..”

you walked out to the laundry room too see if you may have misplaced them, surely no one else had them.. I mean, you were the only chick there.

After rummaging for what seemed like hours you went to the office of your dear medic, he was always in there doing something he wasn’t supposed to be.

You pushed the doors open.

“Medic.”

“Oh hi y/n! Vhat can I do for you?” The man turned around, wiping blood off of his hands and then pushing something into his pocket.

“Do you know who’s been doing laundry?”

“I don’t.. I’m sorry, vhy?”

“Well, I’m just looking for my panties.”

His cock began to twitch in his pants

“V-vell what do zhey look like? Maybe I can help you find zhem?”

“Hmm.” You looked at his already flushed face. Maybe he was just embarrassed to be having such a conversation with you “white, Lacy and have like, I guess you could say, a floral pattern on them.”

He nodded and gulped “vell I’ll certainly keep an eye out.” He chuckled trying to keep his heart from beating out of his chest.

“Ok, thank you, Doctor.”

He nodded as you left the room.

He turned around and pulled the object back out his pant pockets

It was your panties..

the man was shaking. He began to whine at the feeling of his cock against his pants, face red and graying hairs sticking to his sweaty forehead.

“Oh y/n..” The man said as he took his cock out of its restraints. He took one hand and spit on, using it as lube while he pumped his hard, aching cock. The man took your panties and brought them to his face. Holding the fabric as he inhaled your scent, moaning into them as he did. His own hot breath hitting his hand through the fabric

“Scheiße.. Oh Gott” his orgasm fast approaching. He took your panties and wrapped them around his weeping cock. The doctor closed his eyes as he imagined what you would do if you caught him doing this, caught him in such a state.

“Gott verdammt. meine Frau , I’m going to cum.” He huffed out, his grip growing tighter, imaging your pretty pussy taking him and milking his big cock, working the bulge it would form inside of you.

His hips stuttered as he came. Soiling your favorite pair of pretty panties..

he tossed them into his leather chair that sat at his desk. Turning it out of eyes view

Medic gathered himself together and left the room to grab some water.

Pushing his hair back and slicking it down as his other hand pushed his glasses off of the bridge of his nose.

Medic looked around, not seeing any trace of you anywhere.

“Y/n?” He called out, only to be met with the emptiness of the home. He checked every room of the home but to no avail. He was here alone.. and your room door was just left open.

The man did another check behind him before he approached your room, making sure you weren’t in there. He opened every drawer until he found your panties once again. He exclaimed as he grabbed a red pair, his mind racing as he thought of you wearing them.

His back was turned to the door. He closed all of the drawers he left open from rummaging

“Hey. Whatcha doing there, Dr.Ludwig?” You said as you leaned on the doorframe

His face drained of all of its color. He hands stayed in front of his belly as he balled up the panties he had taken.

“Oh.. y/n, I zhought you vere gone?”

“I just went outside.. figured you could use the time alone.”

“Yes.. vell, I should be going.” He tucked the panties his long sleeve. “I just came to see how your room looked.. mandatory check in for mental health and such.” He tried to push past you but you wouldn’t let him, instead you stood in front of him and out your head and hands on his chest, closing your eyes.

“Your hearts racing, sir.” You looked up at him, making low lidded siren eyes.

“I’m just busy, I still have many, many zhings to do..”

“Are you sure?” You nuzzled into him “you can’t play for a little?”

“Play?” He answers back

“Yeah..play.” You moved his large calloused hand to your lower back.

“P-play vhat..?” His skin was getting hotter

“Truth or dare. I’ll go first.” You let go of him “truth or dare.”

“Truth..” he answered back

“Is it true you took something from my drawer just now?”

His hands clenched as well as his teeth and he nodded

“What was it?” You stood on your tip tops and began to kiss down his neck and collar bone

He stayed silent.

You whispered in his ear. “I know the truth, Ludwig.”

His eyes widened.

“Vhat do you mean?” His hands found your back again, massaging your hips

“I know you’ve been taking my panties.. did you really think I was that dumb?”

He shook his head “no I didn’t. You’re a very smart girl, y/n..”

“Mm.. so, where are they?”

“In.. my coat sleeve.”

You reached in with your smaller hand, pulling your petite red panties out

“Oh my.. yaknow. These aren’t even my favorite..” you tossed the red pair onto the floor of your room. “What I’m really looking for is the pair I asked about earlier. Where are those ones at?”

“In- in my office. On my desk chair.”

You nodded

“Take me to your office, doctor.”

He happily obliged. You held his hand as he walked down the hallway to his office. Pushing the doubled doors open and letting them swing back behind you two

He let go of your hand as you walked towards his chair.

“Wow.. you really weren’t lying, huh.”

He looked away.

“There is so much…”

The medic made his way to you as he held you from behind.

“Y/n.” His voice was much more stern now.. his cock growing as he watched you admire the mess he made of your panties. “Vould you like to play a game now?”

You looked at him, panties still in hand, and nodded

“wunderbar.” He gripped your shoulders and turned you around and lead you to the operating table.

“Get on for me, ok?”

You nodded

“W-what are we playing..?”

The man began to take your bottoms off and moved your thighs open so that you and your cute, soaked panties were on display for him.

“It’s called, ‘let’s see how loud your dear doctor can make you scream.’ “

Your hands covered your face.

The man pulled your bottom half off the table and began to lap at you through your soaked panties, tasting the fabric you’ve been wearing all day.

He began to moan at the taste, earning a moan out of you in return.

“F-fuck.. Ludwig..”

“You can be as loud as you vant... trust me, ve are free from our teammates prying ears, liebling~”

You let go at his word. Letting your hands find his hair and beg him for more

“Zhat’s it y/n.. yes, keep begging for my tongue on zhat sweet pussy..”

“Please.. please.. please, oh my god, Doctor.. please.”

“Please vhat?” He looked up at you, your hands still tangled in his hair

“Please let me cum, let me soak my panties for you!! I swear, you can keep them for all I care!! Just let me cum-“

“Mmm.. you have a deal, du ungezogenes Mädchen..”

his mouth found its way back to your clothed pussy. Lapping hard circles around your clit

“Fuck.. oh- fuck!”

Your grip on his hair became more hard, your thighs were trembling closed and you were bucking into his mouth.

Medic reached for your thighs with his available hands, forcing them open.

“Please.. Dr. Ludwig, please let me cum. I- I want to so bad.”

The man nodded

And that’s all it took. He lapped a few more times as you rode out your leg shaking orgasm.

The man took his reward off of you and brought them to his face, inhaling the scent.

“God.. y/n, you’re such a naughty little girl.”

He began to unbuckleed and unzip his pants, letting them fall to the floor, he pushed his cock head against your sensitive clit. You let out a whine

“Oooo, does my baby vant to cum again?”

You nodded so fast you thought your head would fall off of your shoulders

“Vell, alright, since you’ve been such a good girl for your doctor.. I suppose I vill let you cum around my cock.”

He slid his cock into your tight cunt, letting you adjust before his instincts took over and he began to plow into you, gripping your hips so hard you were sure there would be bruises

“Gott, y/n.. you’re so tight.. Scheiße!”

“You- feel so good in me.. so deep..” you let your head fall back as you praised how good his cock felt inside of your needy cunt.

You felt a hand reach for you lower stomach and hold it there.

“Y/n.. look at zhis, look how deep you’re taking me, good girl, y/n.. good girl!!” Medic let an unhinged moans fall from his lips, covering your hand and pulling it to your stomach to allow you to feel it aswell

“Gonn- gonna-“

“You’re going to cum? Zhat’s a Braves Mädchen, liebling..”

you shuddered at his words, your orgasm ripped through you.

“Zhat’s a good girl..” he cooed as he was still fucking into you, chasing his orgasm. You whined at the over stimulation.

“I’m close..” his grip became more rough as he fucking into you once more as he came muttering curses in German

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[7spaceace7]

Yuletube Day 11: Dark

Yes I’m going back and writing for these because the inspiration hit me three days after the prompt, and also I have free time from exams finally, what about it? 

“Goddammit!” 

“I can’t fuckin’ see!”

“Shit! Sorry guys!”

“I blame Anti.”

“I didn’t touch anything, you asshat!”

“I still blame Anti.”

“EVERYVONE HUSH!” Yelled Henrik, already feeling the headache coming on. He had just walked in after the house-wide blackout, guided only by the loud shrieking coming from the others. “Mein Gott, vhat did you schwachkopf do?!”

Marvin quickly set his finger tips alight with green flames, a product of his magic. The flames at least helped illuminate the immediate area and five septic faces looked beside themselves. 

No one spoke up.

“Vell?!” The doctor tapped his foot impatiently. Jackie cleared his throat.

“Uh, well, see,” The hero bit his lip in shame, looking between them all through the rising tension in the air. 

“Haha, ‘see’? Get it?” Chase chimed in, snapping into finger guns. The others groaned in dismay of the joke.

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Grumbled Anti, glitching in annoyance as he grit his teeth. “Fookin’ hero boy tried to turn on the tree, but oh! Who would have seen it coming, he fucked it up, just like ḛ̴͆v̶̥̽e̵͔̍r̷̙̓y̸̙͐t̵͎͝h̷͕͝i̵̡͂n̴̘͘g̴̑ͅ ̷̠̉ḙ̶̇l̵̲̓s̶̗̄e̷͙͠!̸͕̃”

“All I did was plug it in, you’re just mad because you suck at Mario Kart!”

“I was about to fucking w̵̠̿ĭ̶̠n̸̺̕!̵̴̞̅”

Chase snorted at that. “Bro, you were in twelfth the whole time, my five year old plays better than you.”

“I will stab you in your sleep, Brody, don’t fucking test me!” Anti hissed warningly as his knife glitched into existence. 

“Dude, calm down,” Jackie tried to reason, stifling a chuckle at how ridiculous he was being.

“Make me, you dollar-store spiderman!”

Jackie gasped. “YOU TAKE THAT BACK!” He pushed up his sweater sleeves, fully intending on throwing hands. Marvin quickly pulled him back by his hood before he could start swinging a punch though. “LEMME AT ‘IM!”

Before the skirmish could escalate, however, the egos’ attentions were drawn to light clapping and the faintest light of a candle flickering near the kitchen. There was JJ with a lighter and an entire basket full of candles he was beginning to set up everywhere. Different scents of various seasonal spices began to waft through the air. JJ looked on very proudly at his solution, hoping the others would be distracted from their arguing. 

‘Will these do?’, he signed excitedly.

As if JJ had some sort of aura of soothing, the rest of the group visibly (or, well I suppose not quite visibly yet) relaxed from the growing tension. Henrik smiled and walked over, doing his best not to stumble across the room. 

“Zhis vill do vonderfully, Jameson,” The doctor sighed. Despite already able to feel more brown hairs becoming gray, he supposed this would do for a fine night in. “I propose ve light zhe fire early, as vell.” Jameson excitedly nodded in approval while the others hummed in agreement.

“On it,” Marvin smiled, and hurried over to the fireplace to do so. Green magic sparkled once more from his fingertips, this time floating off and into the kindling just under the logs. It was a good thing he had asked Jackie to make sure plenty were chopped and ready to go the day previous. “Maybe we could roast marshmallows? Oo or chestnuts in real life!”

“Wait, those are real?” Chase blinked.

“Yes, Chase, zhose are vreal. And I agree! Let us do it!” The doctor chuckled after finishing up the kitchen candles. “Er- attempt it, perhaps.” 

The five looked to Anti expectantly. They would never pressure him into anything (they had all learned the hard way that it never worked), but they always made an effort to offer an invitation. Eventually, the glitch sighed in defeat. He supposed, for the one-time opportunity of today, that he’d rather be in a room full of dumbasses than a pitch-black room all alone. 

“Ugh, fine. Just stop lookin’ at me like that, you freaks!”

The egos never did quite figure out what happened to the tree that caused the outage that day. Marvin still blamed Anti, but some wires from behind the tree and the tv seemed to say otherwise. Jagged little teeth marks peppered them all, along with a singular threaded bell that had been dropped off of a garment nearby.

[nitewrighter]

Breach Pt. IV

Previous Parts: 1, 2, 3

In Which We’re Really Glad Hanzo’s So Good At Murdering and Aedan and Rei talk a lot.

---

Night had fallen on the Urdr Lab facility. Two talon guards walked the outer perimeter, calmly chatting.

“Everything’s sequels and reboots these days. It’s bullshit,” said Talon Enforcer 3939 Callsign ‘Tyrian.’ 

“Woah, someone’s bitter,” said Talon Trooper 4783 Callsign ‘Rosso,’ “I dunno--I’d still want to see it.”

“Look, nothing’s going to top the original run---Mid-crisis, shoestring budget, skeleton film crew--Old school Midori Rider had heart. It meant something to try and tell a story like that when the world was going to shit. It’s just a cash grab at this point,” said Tyrian.

“But girl Midori Rider though---That’s interesting. We’re kind of due for it, you know?” said Rosso.

“They want to make a female-led Sentai show they’re welcome to it, they don’t need to dry-hump Midori Rider to do it. It’s just Glitchbot struggling to stay relevant,” said Tyrian. 

“See I think it would be cool to get kids into the show, then they could get into the older versions and--” Rosso stopped suddenly, “Did you hear something?”

“Maaaybe it’s the faaaairiiiies,” said Tyrian with a snicker.

“Come off it---” said Rosso.

“You know that’s how Talon got this land so cheap, right?” said Tyrian, “None of the locals wanted to build here and---”

“Tyr--hold up,” Rosso brought a hand to the side of his helmet, “Lilla--have you seen any movement in the western quadrant?” There was only dead air on the other end. “Huh...” Rosso brought his hand away from his helmet, “Must be on break?”

Tyrian shrugged.  “Anyway,” Tyrian went on, “None of the locals wanted to build here because apparently this was ‘fairy land’ and that’s how you end up with prime geothermal real estate so---” 

An arrow suddenly pierced through Tyrian’s neck.

“What the---” it took Rosso a half-beat to register that Tyrian was gurgling and bleeding out, “Shit---” He tried to put pressure to the wound but was struggling to try and get past Tyrian’s armor without disturbing the arrow and making it worse, “Shit--” Rosso brought a hand to the side of his helmet, “Requesting back---”

A second arrow pierced through his hand, and then his helmet, the plating of both stopping the arrow as its point barely kissed his temple, the comm in his helmet had cut out from the damage of the arrow. He was screaming before a second arrow pierced them through the side and he fell to the ground, groaning, one hand pierced through and pinned to the side of their helmet. “Shit--” he was dragging himself with one arm over to Tyrian. He could activate Tyrian’s comm. Request backup. Tyrian was gone at this point, he knew that much. Rosso stretched one hand toward Tyrian’s helmet, the blood pooling between both of them, when a foot came down and stepped on his hand. The pain of having his hand crushed against the walkway was all but an afterthought compared to the arrow in his side, but Rosso craned his neck up to see a graying-haired figure standing over him. A man with a bow. 

“You--” Rosso started before another arrow split through his helmet.

Hanzo regarded the two talon guards’ corpses with a grim indifference before bringing before opening his comm. “You have your opening,” said Hanzo, “Move in now.”

“Roger!” D.Va spoke over the comm lines.

Hanzo pulled a small glowing purple translocator from his quiver and dropped it on the ground. In a flash of violet, Sombra appeared out of the translocator and instantly edged her feet away from the pooling blood. 

“Yikes...” she muttered, “Remind me to stay on your good side.”

“They have my niece,” said Hanzo, already moving forward, “The Shimada Clan would never let such a slight go unanswered. Now, if you would...”

“Gotcha,” Sombra walked across the walkway with Hanzo keeping a sharp eye out before Sombra reached a door panel, “Oh Talon networks,” she said a bit  wistfully, cracking her knuckles and bringing up a purple screen, “It’s been too long.”

“Can you hack it?” said Hanzo, frowning. 

“You know who you’re talking to, right?” said Sombra, opening up a purple screen, “Now, let’s see what we can learn...”

Hanzo heard a grunt behind him, and turned around to help Genji up onto the walkway from where he had scaled the wall.

“A lot slower than usual,” said Hanzo.

“I’ll be fine,” said Genji, circling his prosthetic arm in its socket as Mercy flew in alongside him.

“Accessing and shutting down surveillance,” said Sombra.

“Wait--” Genji walked up alongside her, “Do you see Rei anywhere?”

“Haven’t seen her yet,” murmured Sombra, scrolling through various surveillance feeds of the facility, “But it’s a big facility with a lot of---” Sombra cut herself off, then opened up a second screen. The surveillance feed on her first window had gone black, and the second screen she brought up featured a rough schematic of the facility, with a bright yellow dot just a ways off-center in it. Sombra looked between her two screens. “Wherever they’re keeping her, they’ve got the cameras off for some reason,” said Sombra.

“Mein gott--what are they doing to her!?” said Mercy, running a hand through her hair in distress.

---

“...A rescue,” said Aedan, picking up the talon assassin armor next to her, “This is a rescue. I’m...” he cleared his throat a bit awkwardly, “I’m... rescuing you.”

Rei looked at him skeptically as she rose up to a more balanced sitting-up position on the stretcher.

“I know the facility,” Aedan went on, “And I have a plan.”

“And I should trust you because...?” Rei started tying her hair back with the ribbon.

“Because it’s your only option---I mean, you could try pulling what you did yesterday--running around aimlessly through Urdr and getting nowhere before the guards tranq you again, or,” he held the assassin armor out to her, “You can put this on, follow my lead, and actually have a chance.”

“And how am I supposed to know you aren’t working with Moira?” said Rei, fastening her necklace around her neck, “That this isn’t some... sick game where I’m one of her little lab rats?”

“Rabbits,” said Aedan.

“What?” 

“We use rabbits, not--I’m getting off-point. Just---” Aedan huffed, “You don’t. You don’t know if you can trust me. And that’s fair. I just...” He brought the assassin armor up a bit more insistently, “Please let me help you.”

Rei’s eyes flicked down to the assassin armor, then up to him. Hesitantly, her movements still sluggish from all the sedatives, she took the armor.

“Why are you doing this?” said Rei.

They were going to obliterate your mind, and if they couldn’t do that they were going to cut you open over and over again and every time I thought of that it made me want to throw up, the words ran through Aedan’s mind but he couldn’t say that. He looked down. “Talon...” he said slowly, “It... wants to make a world where people aren’t held back by fear and old ideas. But if it has to brainwash people to do it... that... sort of defeats the purpose, doesn’t it?”

“Brainwash--?” Rei’s eyes widened and then she dropped the assassin armor into her lap, pressing her hands to the sides of her head, “What did they--Is that why they---!? They’re going to--?!”

So much for not making her panic, thought Aedan. “They weren’t able to do anything yet,” said Aedan, putting a hand on her shoulder but she flinched at his touch and he quickly withdrew his hand.

“How do you know!? I can barely remember anything since London!” Rei was practically hyperventilating at this point.

“They tried. Your... dragon... took a labtech’s hand off,” said Aedan.

Rei stared at him for several seconds, her eyes still wide with panic. “It can do that?!” she blurted out.

Really not as much of a weapon as Mum said, are you? thought Aedan, before saying, “I don’t know! It’s your dragon...thing! Shouldn’t you know what it does?” 

“I thought it just healed!” said Rei. 

“Well congratulations. You can also take hands off,” said Aedan, “Now we don’t have a lot of time. Can you please put this assassin uniform on?” 

Rei bit the inside of her lip, then set the armor next to her swung her legs over the edge of the stretcher.

“Easy--” Aedan held a hand out to her, “It’s been a while since you’ve been on your feet.”

She braced her forearm against his with one arm, then pushed off of the stretcher with the other. Her legs turned to jelly beneath her only momentarily, a brief stumble before she put her free hand against his shoulder to stabilize herself, before rising a bit shakily to two feet. 

“Can you stand?” said Aedan.

Rei nodded and they broke apart. Rei turned around and unfolded the talon armor from its place on the stretcher. Mindlessly, she undid one of the fasteners at the shoulder of her hospital gown, then stopped and looked over her shoulder at him.

“Do you mind?” she said, furrowing her brow.

“No,” Aedan shrugged, then immediately caught himself, “Oh! You’re getting--right--I’m just---right, I should... get to...” he pointed at one of the lab monitors over his shoulder, “Important... rescue... things.”

“Important rescue things,” Rei muttered as Aedan turned around and walked over to the lab monitor.  “So... what is this place?” asked Rei, as Aedan tapped away at the keyboard, reviewing the various security footage of the facility.

“These are the Urdr Labs. Talon’s Iceland-based R&D facility,” said Aedan, clicking through various cameras of the facility. 

“Iceland?!” said Rei, “How long have I been here?”

Aedan counted on his fingers, “You got here around 3 AM the night before last. You’ve been here two days.”

“Feels like longer,” said Rei.

“That would be the drugs,” said Aedan, “How’s the armor?”

“...complicated,” said Rei.

“Well don’t put the gauntlets on until last. Also you need to detach the breastplate from the abdominal lames, then reattach them once the lames are around your--” Aedan looked over his shoulder mindlessly then went beet red and quickly fixed his attention back on the monitor screen. He hadn’t really seen anything. A section of her back, maybe some Pachimari-printed panties at most. But he rubbed his forehead. This whole rescue ordeal was murder on his nerves. “Once they’re around your waist,” he said, clearing his throat. 

“Is it supposed to be this tight across the ass?” muttered Rei.

“There’s a panel at the center of the belt that adjusts the waistband,” said Aedan, “Sorry... I just went by your height. They didn’t record...the other.. measurements.”

“Didn’t even get me a bra. Grabbed the hair ribbon... but the bra? Nope,” Rei was muttering under her breath.

“It didn’t... feel appropriate,” said Aedan, “It’s fine though the armor is um... it’s... supportive?”

He could feel her shooting a glare at the back of his head from across the room before she sighed and resumed fiddling around with the complicated plates of the armor.

“Are we safe here?” said Rei, looking around the lab.

“We have maybe a few more minutes at best,” said Aedan, looking through the lab footage, “I managed to put a handful of security cameras on a loop, so it should be a while before they notice you’re gone.”

“How do you know no one else is going to walk in?” asked Rei.

“This is my lab,” said Aedan a bit proudly.

Rei’s eyes trailed along the nanite amalgams in their glass tubes and tanks all along the walls. “...kind of creepy,” she said quietly.

“Wh--I’ll have you know I do very important work here!” said Aedan, whirling around, nearly stopping himself, but then finding she had the armor mostly on at this point, “Oh--here---” He got up and hurried over, helping with the last few armor latches up her back. Rei would have flinched back at his touch, but she seemed distracted by the swirling black shapes within the glass. 

“What are these things?” she asked as he got the last latch at the back of her neck secured. She broke away from him and bent over, squinting at one, “Are these... Reaper?” she said quietly. She looked over her shoulder at him, her face lit up eerily yellow by the biotic plasma the nanite amalgam was suspended in, “Are they.... you?”

“In another life, I suppose,” said Aedan with a shrug.

Rei gave him a sidelong glance. 

“Nanite amalgams,” said Aedan, “They’re masses of cells. Some organic, some not. Some derived and replicated from me, some from Reyes. We should get those gauntlets on before---” 

“Incoming call from Facility Residence C,” the computer’s AI spoke.

“...Shit,” said Aedan. He looked at Rei. “Down!” he hissed, “Get down, now!” Rei dropped to the floor, out of sight of the monitor, Aedan put a finger to his lips to signal her to be silent.

“Patching through---” said the AI as Moira appeared on the screen and Aedan attempted to compose his appearance. She looked exhausted.

“Aedan?” said Moira, “Are you there?”

“Yes! Yes I’m here,” said Aedan, attempting to look as calm as possible, “Couldn’t sleep. Decided to get some work done. You know how it is.”

A weary smile tugged at the corner of Moira’s mouth. “Leave a note next time, will you?”

“Oh---a note. Of course. I figured I’d be back before you woke up, so...” he trailed off, “I didn’t mean to worry you.” 

“I’m sorry this whole situation has you so out of sorts, a thaisce,” said Moira, “The environment here is... different from Oasis, I’ll admit, but you’ve been doing brilliantly in adjusting.” 

“Well... adaptation is the basis of survival, isn’t it?” said Aedan with a slight smile. He gave a short glance down to Rei, huddled at his feet, glaring up at him and making ‘wrap it up’ gestures.

“You should get back to sleep, Mum,” said Aedan, his eyes quickly flicking back to Moira, “I’ll be back soon.”

“Don’t worry about me, a thaisce, I’ll be---” the image on the screen of Moira suddenly distorted, then she paused and blinked, “Did it just---” The image distorted again, “--for you too?”

“Yeah it’s--” Aedan started and the image distorted.

“There’s something wrong--Can you--” The image distorted, “--you hear me, Aedan? Can you--?” the feed cut altogether.

“Something’s wrong,” said Aedan as Rei braced a hand on the monitor’s desk and rose to her feet, apparently swaying from the head rush.

“Easy--” said Aedan.

“So comms are down?” said Rei.

“Comms don’t just ‘go down’ for Talon, and I’m not doing this,” said Aedan, “If we’re under attack, Talon’s going to lock down everything--The airfield, the gates, the---” He stopped himself and took a steadying breath, “It’s okay. This is okay. I can figure this out.” His mouth drew to a thin line, “We can’t stay here,” he said, “We can take advantage of the scrambled comms and still get to a dropship.”

“What if it’s Overwatch?!” Rei’s face lit up.

“Would they know where you are?” said Aedan, “Are you chipped?”

“What, like a dog? Gross! No!” said Rei, putting on the Talon assassin’s helmet and having the red plate come down over her face. The eyes in the visor glinted orange as it activated. “I mean... I’m pretty sure they’d ask me if they did something like that.”

“So we can assume we’re on our own. We don’t know if the attack is on the facility itself or remotely, but either way, we can’t stay here” He handed the assassin’s gauntlets over to Rei.  “Put these on and uh... keep your hands pointed away from your face.”

Rei clicked on the gauntlets, “Why do I need to keep them pointed away from my--” A massive scarlet blade suddenly jutted out of the gauntlet, missing Aedan’s head by inches.

“...that’s why,” said Aedan.

The orange eyes of her faceplate glinted in some surprise.

“They’re retractable,” said Aedan, “Just... touch your thumb to your ring finger--”

Rei complied and the blade shot back in. With that she got the other gauntlet on. 

“Index finger extends, ring finger retracts. All right, now for the really stupid part,” said Aedan, turning back to the monitor.

“I don’t know if I like the sound of the ‘really stupid part,’” said Rei.

“We need a big enough disruption in the facility so that no one will notice a dropship leaving,” said Aedan, clicking through several programs detailing the current status of the nanite amalgams.

Command: Purge in T minus 15 minutes

A window popped up on the screen.

Readings still show Nanite Amalgams not in alternate containment. Override? Y/N

Y, Aedan typed.

Enter override code.

ashes2ashes, Aedan typed.

Accepted.

Aedan heard a snort behind him and gave a slight start how close Rei was to him.

“Ashes2ashes?” Rei said, “You’re all really... ‘None More Goth’ here at Talon, huh?”

Aedan chuckled. “We should get going,” he said, glancing at the counter that had appeared on the monitor, “Fifteen minutes and this place is going to get ugly.”

Aedan opened the door into the hall and looked around. No guards, no labtechs. He put on the labtech mask, goggles, and surgical cap once more, motioned to Rei, and together they headed down the hall. It was odd, seeing someone in full Talon assassin garb walking... like a normal person. Most Talon assassins moved like animals, to him, something alien, between feline, avian, and reptilian. The way Rei carried herself was... well... it was Rei. Their pace was brisk but if they broke out into full-on sprints, they risked drawing more attention to themselves. Rei was still a bit imbalanced from the drugs, able to walk, but looking around vaguely, sometimes her steps meandering away from him, sometimes bumping her shoulder into his, then she’d quickly resume her course as best she could. Aedan could feel his stomach knotting up with stress. They just had to get to Urdr’s airfield, type in the preset coordinates to Reykjavik, say their goodbyes, and that was it. Then “Whoops, there was an accident in my lab--what do you mean the ninja girl escaped?” and this whole thing could be put behind him.

You can’t just do something like this, One of the nagging, nattering voices in his head spoke up, You can’t just pick and choose what parts of Talon you’re going along with, and what parts you won’t, and you know it. This isn’t taking a joyride with Seye on one of the hover dollies, this is actively undermining--no, betraying, Talon. And for what?

Aedan looked over at Rei, her face hidden by the assassin’s helmet.

For what?

She’s a weapon. You’re literally handing a weapon right back to Overwatch. You’re going to have to face her one day---the two of you are going to be on opposite sides of a battlefield because you couldn’t do what had to be done tod---

“Can I ask you something?” said Rei, snapping Aedan out of his thoughts.

“Shoot,” said Aedan with a shrug, thankful there was something to interrupt the train of anxiety.

“What was your mother saying back there—the thing that kind of sounded like sneezing?” asked Rei.

Right, she’s still a bit out of it, thought Aedan. “What?” said Aedan.

“A-hesh-keh,” said Rei.

“A thaisce?” suggested Aedan.

“Yeah, that,” said Rei.

“Oh—“ Aedan reddened a little, “She just… that’s… just what she calls me…” he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Irish, right?” said Rei, “What does it mean?”

Aedan felt his own face burning and then folded his arms, “It… means ‘My treasure,’” he said, figuring there was no use in lying about it.

He expected her to snicker or tease or worse at that, but she didn’t. The eyes of the assassin’s faceplate just gleamed a little. A smile? “Hey,” she said, pointing a thumb at herself, “Sunshine--Well... ‘Sunneschii.’ You’re not the only one who still has a baby nickname.”

“Of course you’re ‘sunshine,’” said Aedan, quietly, smiling a little beneath the Labtech mask.

 “Moira…She loves you, doesn’t she?” said Rei, “Like… actually loves you.”

“Wh—Of course she loves me, she’s my mother!” said Aedan, “I mean… sure, I wasn’t… born like you but…” Aedan didn’t really know how to finish that sentence.

“...so my mom was right,” Rei said quietly, “Moira didn’t have you... she made you.”

Aedan was silent for a few seconds, then straightened his shoulders and forced a grin. “Well of course,” he said, gesturing at himself with a faux-grandiloquence, “Designer.”

Rei looked at him a blankly.

“Designer... genes...” Aedan said a bit weakly.

“Are you... okay?” Rei tilted her head at him.

“Fine, just...” Aedan made a waving gesture next to his head, “Trying to figure things out. I’ve never done anything like this before.”

Rei extended a hand and touched his arm. He looked from her hand, to her. Her expression, naturally, was unreadable with the red faceplate of a Talon assassin, but somehow there was something steady in the orange glint of her visor.

“...Thank you,” she said after a beat, “I... I still don’t know if this is all some sick game on Moira’s end but... if it isn’t... you’re risking a lot. So thank you.”

“Not that your skepticism isn’t fully justified but... what’s it going to take for you to see this isn’t some sick game on my mum’s end?” said Aedan.

“Getting back to Gibraltar,” said Rei.

“...Fair,” said Aedan, “I’ll do my best to get you there, then.”

The lights suddenly dimmed and an alarm started blaring.

“This is the stupid part of the plan, right?” said Rei, looking at Aedan.

Aedan checked the timer on his comm. “...nnno,” he said slowly, “It’s about 8 minutes too early for the stupid part.”

“Oh...” said Rei, “We’re in trouble, aren’t we?”

“We’ve been in trouble, but now we’re in more trouble, yes,” said Aedan.

[ohnohetaliasues]

Kidnapped by Sexy Men (Ch.21)

(Kat)

I still suck at intros. 

This morning was NOT pleasant...all because of a certain Southern Korean.

Oh no.

*Flashback to this morning* You were sleeping peacefully on your bed. You were currently in a dreamless sleep, which was nice every once in a while, so you got to just plainly sleep and relax. You were so comfortable and you were lost in your sleeping so that you didn't even notice the pervert loom over you. He smirked as you turned onto your back, revealing your boobs. The ones he would squeeze.

Arm breaking time.

As your chest continued to rise and fall in peace, Yong Soo started to go in for the kill. He tried to move very slowly until he couldn't handle it anymore, his hands groped your breasts. "AH!" You jumped up at the feel of a grip on your breasts. Your eyes shot opened as you looked to seen who your pervert was. And you wouldn't surprised that it was none other than...Korea.

His arms are currently in critical condition. Send me asks to check how they’re doing. "What the hell?" You screamed as he smirked and snickered at you and your blushing face. It was no surprise that the first thing Korea would do on his day would be to grope you.

"But your bigger than Yao and Kiku, Da-Ze~!

Well, duh. I’m a girl.

Yao and Kiku are men.

 He said as he sat down at the foot of his bed. This is then when you noticed how..attractive and hot Korea was. His hair was literally shining and it gracefully moved across his soft skin when he moved his head. He was wearing a plain black button-up shirt with a matching dark gray hoodie. And to top all of THAT off, he wore dark blue male skinny jeans and black HIGH-TOP SHOES! Since when did Korea get stylish? Oh he just did this for you today...if only he wasn't to shy to tell you this.

Korean fashion is amazing, may I just say. I love Korean fashion.

"Why are you so red for, (Kat(?" Korea asked as he tilted his head in slight confusion. Oh Mein Gott...did he look so hot/cute like that. You couldn't help it...you fainted. ... When you woke up, you were dressed and in the living room. This really bothered you since no one was in there with you so you got up and said,"WHO THE HELL DRESSED ME?"

As soon as you were done shouting this, Liechtenstein came in with a smile on her face. "After you fainted Korea got scared so he came to me. I dressed you and did your hair after I made sure that Korea understood that you weren't dead." Your mouth made the shape of an "O" at this explanation.

Thank you, Liechtenstein. At least Korea didn’t dress me. If he was the one who dressed me, his arms would be broken and dislocated. 

"Where's Korea?" You asked as you thought of how worried he must've been. As if right on cue, Korea came bursting through the kitchen door and into the living room. "I GO TO GET SOME WATER FOR A SECOND AND YOU WAKE UP ON ME!" He yelled as he sat down on the couch next to you. He grunted as the room became silent. "I'll leave you two alone now. See you later, (Kat)."

My name is still not Jessica.

It’s Kat.

It’s spelled K-A-T

 Liechtenstein said as she ran up the the stairs and rushed up to the second floor. You watched her until she was out of sight. You smiled, what a nice girl...you just hoped she didn't get in the way of you an Switzerland.

But I don’t want Switzerland.

I want Canada.

"So are you ready for to-" Korea started but was cut off...by one of the best things of your life. Wow, could your life get any better than this? "I'M FINALLY HERE!" Hong Kong yelled as he barged through the front door. He huffed as he put his bags down and collapsed on the recliner. He then opened his eyes to see you and Korea sitting together.

Hey Hong.

How are you today?

Can I be your Tumblr friend?

"Did I just walk in on something important?" He asked as he sat up in the chair and raised his bushy eyebrows. "How adorable." You thought as you took a picture in your mind of his appearance. If only you had a real camera. it was too bad that your phone was in your room in the nightstand. This was a perfect Kodak moment.

???????????

WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?

"No you didn't, Li Xiao...you just interrupted the starting of my day with (Kat)." Korea said in a sarcastic tone. It was adorable to hear him talk like this, it sent butterflies to your stomach. Hong Kong laughed, like a shota. 

How does someone laugh like a shota?

He then spoke to the two of you in his English/Japanese dialect.

Do you mean Chinese? Because Hong Kong is not a part of Japan.

 "I don't even know why all of you guys are trying, she's gonna end up with me obviously." He said as he crossed his arms behind his back. His tone was pretty serious yet determined at the same time and it spun your fangirl wheel.

No. I’m ending up with Canada.

"And you're the last one to come? What took you too long? Drawing explicit pictures of (Kat), Da-Ze?"

Not again. 

Korea said in a serious tone this time. He was starting to get scary now with this specific tone. "I bet I have more explicit pictures than you and Japan!" 

Hong Kong said as he took his bags, and stomped up to the second floor. He even walked up with a little sashay in his hips that made you squeal on the inside. Korea made sure that Hong Kong was fully up the stairs before he turned back to you. "So (Kat) I thought that we cou-" Korea stopped mid-sentence due to his surprise at the look of you. You were obviously not in a normal mood...you were at...FANGIRL LEVEL 8! Your cheeks were red, your palms were sweating, blood was coming out of your nose, and you were speaking gibberish. Hong Kong's statements...were just too much for you to handle. To much to not go fangirl level 8 over.

Wha...?

"Are you alright, Da-Ze?" Korea asked as he randomly pulled out a tissue for you. Only to have your nose bleed even more. Oh Mein Gott...Korea was acting sweet...how tsundere!

That isn’t a Tsundere thing to do.

"I-I-I'm f-f-fine. J-just...f-fangirling." You stuttered as you "Fusososososo"-ed yourself in your mind to calm yourself down. And it was working too. Thank god that Spain was funny. You didn't know what you might've done...glomped Korea or run upstairs and glomp Hong Kong. 

More like punch him.

You were just glad that you could calm yourself before you COULD do any of this. Korea then smiled as he removed the tissue and tossed it to the small garbage can in the corner of the room. "So what were you saying, Yong Soo?" You asked Korea. You instantly covered your mouth. Why did you just call him by his name? You only said real names when the moment was right or when it was a serious, romantic, mad, or sad time. Right now wasn't a perfect timing. You felt just normal now. "W-well, I thought that maybe you could h-help me with making a new song for m-my vocaloid, SeeU? I've heard f-from Japan that you l-liked vocaloids, e-especially SeeU." he slightly stuttered. You took a deep breath in then out so your wouldn't start to fangirl out again.

Actually, I do like Vocaloids.

I carry a Hatsune Miku charm on my computer bag. 

"Of course." You said normally. You did love vocaloids. They were really cool; programs that you could make sing any song or make them sing a song that you made! You always wanted one but, it was either vocaloids or Hetalia cosplay, and naturally Hetalia won. "Awesome! Come on let's go to my room!" He yelled with excitement as he grabbed your hand and dragged you upstairs. ... South Korea's room. FILLED with anime, Kpop, and drawings. His weren't as detailed as Japan's but, the most appropriate ones were on the wall. The most inappropriate were in his locked drawer. You were already used to pictures being drawn of you because of Japan but, Japan's was mostly tentacle and Korea's was mostly...boobs and romantic. 

I will never get used to that.

He didn't really draw anything of you and him but, when he did it was something cute like the two of you holding hands, kissing, blushing, or just hanging out or going on dates. It brought a smile to your face. He was pretty good at drawing and he used it for something good and not as explicit.

"You like them?" Korea asked as he brought out his laptop and turned it on. He placed it on his desk as it started to boot up. "Yeah, it's unique." You said as you smiled at him. Korea looked at you for a second before he turned his head back to the laptop. You could've SWORN that you seen HIM BLUSH. "I w-wrote a song for the one with the pink, purple, and red sunset. The one where we're holding hands and looking at the sunset together. It's in Korean b-but Japan told me that you could speak almost all of everyone's languages."

I CAN DO WHAT NOW?! 

He said as he pulled out a microphone and plugged it in. He opened up SeeU's program and turned to you. "All you have to do is sing along to the lyrics right here. There is no tune yet so you can make one up. I'll make the music for it." he said as he handed you a sheet with Korean kanji and romaji on it. "I didn't know which one you could read so I did both." He added as you took the paper. "I could read both. And I taught myself tons of Asian syllables."

I’m actually good with Japanese syllables. 

And as for Korean, I can count to almost 100, and I understand commands for TaeKwonDo, but nothing else.

 You said as you walked over next to Korea. He pulled up a recording program that would take you words and have SeeU sing it. Korea counted to three before he turned on the recording, you then started to sing. (I'll put the English lyrics but, it is sung in Korean. I made this song.) "Butterflies fly up around us as we watch the sun go down. Our hands intertwine like the vines on the strong trees. This hold we have on each other represents our love." You finished singing the first verse with ease. You decided to wait a few seconds before going on to the second, which was longer. *time skip* "Great! I can finish it by tonight, Da-Ze! I'll send it to your YouTube when I'm done." Korea said as he saved your singing file onto SeeU's application. You smiled as you started to get up. That was fun, unpervy, romantic, cute and now you could go to sleep. You were tired after singing so much.

It was fine, I guess, but I don’t speak fluent Japanese or Korean.

"Goodnight, Korea." You said as you started to leave. "Wait. let me walk you to your room. I'm not the only pervert here." You squealed on the inside at this. Korea just admitted of his pervetedness!

... "Goodnight, Jessica." Korea said as you opened you door right as soon as it was almost closed you could make out one, loud, sentence. "I love you, (Kat)."

I’d love you more if you didn’t grope me.

Cuz geez.

As you got ready for bed for that night, you thought,"Three have confessed now."

And I still want to kill myself.

~Kat

[zerotheblackwolf]

Memories Ch6

Chapter 6 done!

Slightly nsfw towards the end.

Ch1. Ch2. Ch3. Ch4. Ch5.

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Chapter: 6: What We Have To Live With

“There is no need to blame yourself ma Chérie” Amélie said and put some food in front of Angela which was now sitting in the dining room. “But I could have avoided it all.” She replied. “You do not know that. I doubt that you would be able to fully stop the programing that Talon had put into me.” Ame said and sat down in front of her. “But I should at least have tried.” “Angie. You were not the one that pulled the trigger, I did that. You just did what you thought was the right thing to do at the time.” She continued. “But it was Talon that forced you to do it.” Angela said. “Oui they did. But I have to live with the memory of it. Angie I may not fully understand the feelings I have, but I understand this we can not change what has happened. We just have to live with it.” Amélie said. Angela just sat there quiet. She did not know what to say. But then Amélie leaned over towards her and kissed her and said. “However you helping me a great deal now. Thanks to you ma Chérie, so am I finally able to feel truly alive again. And for that I am truly grateful.” “And I am truly grateful to have you here.” Angela said and kissed her back. “Hurry up and finish your breakfast now. We may have gotten rid of Sombra, but that does not mean that Talon have given up. So we will have to be ready to leave again.” Amélie said. “But where should we go then? Because I guess that you would not want to go to Overwatch.” Angela asked. “Non, I feel that would not be a good idea at the moment. So we will have to come up with something on the way.” Amélie replied. “Very well, But I will have to take a look at your wound before we leave.” Angela said.

“I still am amazed how well and fast you wound are healing.” Angela said while inspecting Amélie’s wound. “Well as I said before my wounds tends to heal faster than most. But are you done yet we should leave soon.” Amélie said. “Just one more thing.” Angela said and went out to her work room and Amélie followed her.

“Now when Talon knows about this place, so I can not risk leaving this here anymore.” Angela said and pressed a hidden switch on the desk, and one of the bookshelf's moved to the side. And behind the shelf was one of Angela’s valkyrie suits. “It’s a prototype.” Angela said. “What is it doing here?” Amélie asked while looking at the suit in gray and black prototype colors. “I was working on it right before the old Overwatch fell. and so I hid it here so the governments could not get their hands on my technology after Overwatch fall.” She replied as she started to put the suit down in a case. “Is it better than the one you normally use?” Ame asked. “It should be. Most of the new features of this suit are mostly untested. I never completed the work on this particular model.” She replied as she finished up and closed the case. “I see.” “So now I am ready let's go.” Angela said.

“Hey Winston do ye know why Fareeha blasted off to luv?” Lena asked as she blinked into his lab. “No. but she seemed quite upset about something right before she left.” Winston replied. “Yeah, I’ve never seen her like that before. But it has to be something personal if she did not tell us anything.” She said. “I agree.” He said. “ye haven’t heard anything from Angela eighter?” She asked. “No I have not. She is still not replying to our calls, and I’ve sent some people to check her apartment but she was not there nighter was her car.” He replied. “Do ye think she have been kidnapped?” Lena said. “I do not know. there was no sign of any struggle or that she had left in a hurry, but there were evidence that her home security had been hacked.” Winston replied. “I hope she’s alright.” Lena said and Winston nodded in reply.

Angela and Amélie had been driving for a while until they decided to stop at a small motel for the night. “Not the best in the way of a place to hide but I guess it will have to do.” Angela said as they entered the small room with one double bed, a sofa and small little TV. “Well I have been in worse places.” Amélie said and went up to the window next to the sofa. Suddenly Amélie felt Angela hugging her from behind. “Chérie What’s wrong?” She asked. “I can’t even start to imagine the hell you must have gone thru” Angela said. “Chérie.” “To have everything taken away from you. Your body turned into a weapon against your will. all the pain.” She continued. “To have you here with me makes all the pain irrelevant Chérie. You have given me my life back.” Amélie said as she turned around and kissed her passionately. She was not holding back anymore, and Angela did not resist either, as the clothes started to come of.

Angela was pushed back onto the bed with Amélie on top of her, Kissing her neck and worked her way down. “Mein Gott!!” Angela almost screamed arching her back when Amélie came down between the legs. Ame gave of a little grin as she continued to play around.

And after awhile Amélie delivered the final blow and Angela’s back arched even more than before as it hit her. “How was that ma Chérie?” Ame said as she went up and kissed her. “Absolut wundervoll.” Angela replied breathing heavily. “Bien.” She said and kissed Angela again. “But now it’s your turn.” Angela said and flipped them over so she was on top. “Then slay me.” Ame replied with a small grin. “Oh no, I will heal you.” Angie said with a even bigger grin.

Angela woke up the next morning by the sun coming in from the window. She noticed Amélie sitting on the side of the bed looking out the window. She looked at the beautiful spider tattoo on her back which was mostly covered by her long black hair. “Bonjour ma Chérie.” Amélie sudeley said and looked back at her. “Guten Morgen mein Lieber.” Angela replied with a smile. Amélie lead back and kissed her. “Is something the matter?” Angela asked and pulled her back down onto the bed. “Non. Not when you are here with me. I feel whole again because you’re mine.” Amélie replied as she wrapped her arms around her. “That is good to hear.” Angela said and buried her face in Amélie’s chest. This is what I will fight for now. I will not let anyone hurt her. She saved me, so at the very least I will protect her. Amélie thought to herself as she closed her eyes and hugged her tight.

[nitewrighter]

Prompt for the Gency family stuff: the first time Pharah and Sym get babysitter duty please. Love your stuff!

ahhh thanks!! It’s been a while since I’ve written anything for the Gency kid continuity, and I’m in the mood for some Symmarah today, so let’s do some 2 Nerds and a Baby!

Note: you can read the whole Gency kid continuity here on AO3.

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The next few weeks after the security breach were busy and tense. Reviewing the entire perimeter, examining other potential breach points, calibrating turrets, installing new turrets, reviewing hours upon hours of security footage even though the breach lasted little more than a few minutes. Symmetra was rolling her shoulders, exhausted as she reached her own apartment.

“Winston’s magnetic field generator idea is out,” she said, as she walked through the door, “We get a signal strong enough to disrupt Reaper’s nanites, and we disrupt our own—” Symmetra cut herself off and glanced down at a small enclosed playpen on the floor. “Fareeha,” she said with the clipped tone she usually reserved for mission comm channels, “What is that?”

“Playpen,” said Pharah, casually, not glancing up from the vegetables she was chopping in the kitchen.

“Fareeha,” Symmetra said again, watching as the tiny figure in the playpen rolled around grunting and chirping.

Rei, who had previously been concerning herself with a Pachimari plush, looked up at Symmetra with dark gray eyes and unusually prominent eyebrows for a five-month-old. Rei was wearing a sunflower-printed onesie with green and yellow striped leggings, and her hair was tied up in a little tuft of a ponytail atop her head, looking like a brownish-black flame tied off with a green ribbon. Symmetra arched an eyebrow and Rei tilted her head. Symmetra gave a glance over to the kitchen, “May I ask why?“

“Look, Mum noticed Angela and Genji were stressed out from…everything, and with McCree and Hanzo still on that mission in Castillo, she offered to watch Rei for a few hours, and then Jack needed Mum’s help for something so… I just…I mean we probably won’t even have her for that long,” she said as she scraped the vegetables off of her cutting board into a saucepan, stirred, then covered it.

Symmetra sighed. “Still, some warning would be nice,” she said as Rei continued rolling around then flopped over onto her stomach and managed to get up to a crawling position and moved around the playpen space, Pachimari in a death grip in one chubby hand.  

“Oh come on, Satya,” said Pharah, washing her hands then wiping them down on a dishtowel as she walked out to the living room. Pharah scooped up Rei out of the playpen and bounced her in her arms slightly, “Who can say no to those chubby cheeks?” she kissed Rei on the cheek then blew a raspberry, prompting a screeching laugh from Rei. “Here, you hold her,” said Pharah, holding Rei out to her. Symmetra took an instinctive step back and Pharah pulled Rei back a little. “You all right?” she said as Rei cooed and grabbed at her hair beads.

Symmetra tucked some of her hair back. “I’m fine just…” she cleared her throat, then sighed, “You’ll think it’s silly.”

“I won’t,” said Pharah.

“How long has it been since Utopaea?” said Symmetra.

“Two years I think?” said Pharah. She counted the months on her thumbs, “Two and a half?”

“I know… I didn’t get along with everyone at first. And…” Symmetra shrugged, “It’s fair. You can’t simply walk away from something like Vishkar and have everyone instantly embrace you. I accepted this. Sometimes I’ll just be working and it…it just hits me how much things have changed.”

“Aw, Satya…” Pharah readjusted Rei in her arms, “What’s that got to do with holding a baby though?”

“I drop that baby and two and a half years of building up trust with this Watchpoint goes right down the toilet,” said Symmetra, flatly.

Pharah snorted. “You’ll be fine. I believe in you,” she said,

“Mm…” Symmetra seemed a bit hesitant.

“Well if you do…” she held Rei in one arm and flexed with the other and winked, “Reflexes like a cat.”

Symmetra huffed, “Oh very well,” she said, holding out her arms. Pharah stepped over and handed Rei over. Rei regarded Symmetra for several seconds and then reached a tiny hand out toward her.

“Oh…” Symmetra said softly.

Rei then grabbed a handful of Symmetra’s hair in that iron grip.

“Oh,” Symmetra’s brow crinkled and she found herself trying to negotiate between holding Rei and getting her hair out of Rei’s grip while Rei herself was chiefly focused on stuffing Symmetra’s hair in her mouth.

“We…probably should have tied it back before I handed her over, huh?” said Pharah.

“Yes we should have!” said Symmetra, before finally letting out a frustrated grunt and in a move of partial desperation, flicked the wrist of her prosthetic about until she managed to shape a bright glowing blue and white ball of photons and hard light. Immediately Rei lost interest in Symmetra’s hair and reached both hands out toward the glowing sphere and grunting, which Symmetra kept suspended in the air a few inches above the palm of her prosthetic.

“Do you like that?” said Symmetra.

Rei grunted and made excited noises and bounced herself in Symmetra’s other arm and a smile tugged at the corner of Symmetra’s mouth. She slid her fingers around the sphere and let it drop down to the palm then pinched the sphere up to her fingertips, then flattened her hand, letting the sphere rest balanced at the tip of her fingers, before tilting her hand and letting it slide down the back of her hand. It wouldl have been contact juggling if the sphere technically had any mass.

“You never did that trick with me,” said Pharah folding her arms and grinning as Symmetra rolled the sphere up to her elbow, then tilted her arm and turned it as it rolled back down, catching the sphere back in her upturned palm.

“Well technically this program was in here to help hard light engineers unite tactile hard-light shaping in relation to spacial reasoning, said Symmetra, still easily manipulating the sphere as Rei laughed and shrieked and grabbed at it, “I suppose you never really consider what they look like from the outside though…” she glanced at Rei, “Through the eyes of someone experiencing so much for the first time…” Something in Symmetra’s face softened and she could feel Pharah smirking even if she wasn’t looking directly at her. She looked up at Pharah. “What?”

“You’re good with kids,” said Pharah, continuing to grin.

Symmetra blinked a few times then cleared her throat, “Well it’s… fairly intuitive, isn’t it? Just a simple matter of–Gyah!” Rei had once again grabbed a handful of Symmetra’s hair and tugged and was apparently using it as a handhold as she reached out for the hard-light sphere. Pharah snickered and walked over and Rei released Symmetra’s hair as Pharah took her into her hands.

 “Well that’s not very nice!” said Pharah holding a screeching and laughing Rei high above her head before blowing another raspberry on Rei’s cheek, encouraging another screeching laugh. She gave a glance over to Symmetra. “That things safe to touch, right?” she said, pointing at the sphere.

“It’s technically the same physical effects as my barriers,” said Symmetra, “Shock and high velocity projectile absorption, but no actual physical sensations on touch.”

“Huh…” said Pharah, “What else can it do?”

—

It was a simple matter of programming in the photon barrier projector’s hovering mechanic, then implementing that with a program to make it avoid the apartment’s walls, furniture and kitchen, then setting it loose. Soon Rei was crawling with determination after the hovering sphere, which trailed light blue pixelated sparkles after it as Rei crawled in hot pursuit. Likewise the sphere was programmed to let out a small chime, which not only would let Rei know where it was in case she lost sight of it, but would give Symmetra and Pharah a good indication of where Rei herself was if they lost sight of her. There would be points, of course, where Rei would catch it, at which point the sphere would play a short, triumphant tune, and disappear in a small burst of holographic confetti, before re-phasing itself into existence several feet away from Rei, starting the game all over again, which Rei would pursue with enthusiasm. Pharah was able to get her cooking done, and eventually Rei managed to tire herself out and they put her down for a nap with the bottle Ana had left. 

It was a couple of easygoing hours with the odd diaper change here and there before there were several loud, fast, urgent knocks on the apartment door. Pharah got up from the couch to answer it. Mercy, looking rumpled and flushed as if she had sprinted across the Watchpoint, was standing there, panting a little. “I fell asleep!” she said and she pressed her hands to the sides of her head, “Mein gott I fell asleep—I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to…” she looked over Pharah’s shoulder, “Where’s Ana?”

“Jack called her over on something,” said Pharah with a shrug, “We had it handled.”

Mercy’s hand flew over her mouth, “You? But—What? You didn’t have to–You could have called me–I would have…” her eyes widened, “Rei–Was Rei all right? She can be terrible especially if I’m gone too long and without Ana–”

“She’s fine,” Pharah clapped a hand on Mercy’s shoulder and Mercy sighed with relief.

A screech came from the interior of the apartment and then a small triumphant tune played. Symmetra cut the sphere program short, ending the game before the next round could start. Symmetra picked up Rei and Rei screeched in delight at the sight of Mercy and Mercy quickly stepped forward and took Rei in her arms, littering her face with kisses. “Oh meine sunneschii, I’ve missed you,” she said, holding Rei tight.

“Look like you could have used the sleep though,” Pharah said with a slight grin.

Mercy let out a laugh that was half-huff, “I think it was the best sleep I’ve had in weeks,” she said, kissing Rei’s forehead again, “I… I can’t thank you enough.”

“Well, anytime you would like to bring her over, we’d be happy to see you again,” said Symmetra.

Rei screeched happily and reached her arms out at Symmetra. Mercy smiled, “I think Rei would be happy to take you up on that sometime,” she said, looking up at Symmetra, “Thank you, again,” she said, before turning back to Rei, “Now, I believe your father has cooked up some dinner for us. Let’s go see him, shall we?” she said, hiking Rei up on her hip and giving Symmetra and Pharah one last wave before heading off.

Pharah closed the door and stretched before plopping down on the couch next to Symmetra. She gave a smug glance over at Symmetra and one corner of Symmetra’s mouth was tugged at in a not-quite smile.

“What?” said Symmetra.

“You’re good with kids,” said Pharah.

“You’ve said that already,” said Symmetra.

“And you look good with kids, too,” Pharah added.

Symmetra felt blush burn her cheeks. She forced a scoff but couldn’t help but smile.