#patient :: Zarya

[kiwi-on-ice]

Kiwi's kinktober masterlist <3

Thank you all for being so patient with me, i've wrote for many fandoms over the years but have never actually done kinktober properly so this year that's my goal.

Will link when posted, thank you for all your requests!

Day 1: Public Sex with Reaper

Day 2: Roleplay with Kiriko

Day 3: Cockwarming with Lucio

Day 4: Mutual Masturbation with Lifeweaver

Day 5: Bondage with Ashe

Day 6: Cum Swapping with Cole Cassidy and Hanzo

Day 7: Phone sex with Sombra

Day 8: Free use with Ramattra

Day 9: Spanking with Venture

Day 10: Dacryphilia with Moira

Day 11: Face sitting with Mauga

Day 12: Threesome with Ashe and Widowmaker

Day 13: Body worship with Brigitte

Day 14: Mirror sex with Baptiste

Day 15: Orgasm control with Tracer

Day 16: Clothed sex with Junkrat

Day 17: Somnophilia with Cole Cassidy

Day 18: Size kink with Roadhog

Day 19: Anal with Hanzo

Day 20: Wax play with Pharah

Day 21: Blindfolds with Reinhardt

Day 22: Food play with Widowmaker

Day 23: Daddy kink with Ramattra

Day 24: Mommy kink with Mercy

Day 25: Pet play with Moira

Day 26: Femdom with Lucio

Day 27: Panties with Junkrat

Day 28: Praise kink with Lifeweaver

Day 29: Temperature play with Sigma

Day 30: Choking with Junker Queen

Day 31: Strap ons with Zarya

[liselicanis]

Even Dreams Fall Apart

[AO3] [Good Things Fall Apart] Chapter 1: I Am Tired of This Dream

"You're welcome to try and come rip me apart if you can, I'll be waiting."

Ah. It was this dream again.

She's not hurt this time. The wound that had momentarily incapacitated her did not exist here. Her pistol was in her hand, trained onto the middle of his faceplate, finger poised to pull the trigger at any second.

Sometimes the Ravager, no...Ramattra, yeah that was his name, right? Sometimes he was bound, but most of the time he was not, just as it was in reality.

He never leaves, always waiting patiently for her to do something, say something, but the dream almost never progresses beyond this point.

Yet this time, it's almost different. Rather than the street where he found her by her ruined mech, she's standing in the alley where she found him, but he's whole. She's not wounded, no casts on her body at all. Both are the best possible versions of themselves now.

The staff he holds is pointed at her, both of them in a standoff before the dream Ramattra lowers it and tilts his head.

"Do you hate me?" he asks casually, as if the omnic had merely asked her for the time, and she just stares blankly at him, unable to fully process the change in her dream.

Her mouth opens to answer that of course she hates him. Hates the fact that she had unknowingly helped begin another Crisis. Yet nothing comes out. Instead she shakes her head and lowers her firearm, even though instinct is telling her that it's a bad idea.

"I...I kind of..." The Girl Who Is Hana and Not Hana begins, her mouth suddenly feeling dry and when she looks up again, the scene has once more changed. No alley, no street, no ruined structures or Tokki. She's back in her workshop, her hand now pressed against his metallic one. That is now attached to his body. Palm to palm, flesh and metal.

The Ravager Who Is Ramattra and Not leans down and vents out air like a sigh near her face and repeats, "Do you hate me, Hana?"

--

Brown eyes blink and open slowly, the sound of a phone beeping somewhere close by. Sluggishly, the girl searches for the offender under her covers until her right pinky brushes against something metallic. Closing her hand around it, Hana sits up from her bed and glares at her phone's screen, pressing 'X' to dismiss her alarm.

"...dak-cho..."

She knew she had to get up, there was supposed to be a meeting briefing after breakfast today, and she had promised Alek-er- Zarya, that she would do some weight lifting with her before that.

"Bright and early." The former weight lifting champion had said. And yeah, that should be...right now. Yet Hana is slow to get out of bed, fingers pressed to her temples as she reflects on the dream she has just awakened from.

Why did she keep dreaming about that memory? And why was it that this time, it was different? It had seemed almost too real. Part of it had been of course, since it stemmed from her own memories, but even so...

"Do you hate me?"

A frustrated groan escaped her mouth as her hands tangled themselves into her hair and scratched at her scalp. That wasn't even a fucking question. It was fact that she hated Ramattra. So why was he plaguing her dreams with that?

And then there was that...she brought her right hand down to stare at it, still somewhat remembering the feel of his hand when she had been working on it back in Busan. She remembered agonizing over the details for days and still coming up with something less than desired, but still operational enough to deem 'usable'.

Fingers that he had replaced when they met again. She had noticed that, even through the haze of destruction and the pain at her side. Rubbing the scar she had obtained from that, Hana made a face before finally making the decision to get up. It wouldn't serve any purpose to continue thinking about her dream, or that omnic in particular. At least not in the capacity that she's been doing lately.

On that day, she had promised him. One that she fully intended to keep. Right after her training with Zarya and breakfast though.

—

"30....31...." ugh, not even close to halfway done with her workout and Hana can already feel her arms protesting as she readjusts her grip on the monkey bar. 

“Come on D.Va, you can do pull ups faster than that!” a heavily accented voice eggs her on from somewhere behind her and she tilts her head just so so she can look at Zarya’s face. The former heavyweight competitor was lifting a barbell that was easily twice Hana’s weight, yet the Russian Amazon was barely breaking a sweat. 

Instead of answering her, Hana stuck out her tongue and continued her pull ups, up until 50 when she finally allowed herself to drop down to the mats below. Placing a hand on her hip, she flexed her left arm, showing Zarya the smallest of biceps and triceps. It wasn't like she had nothing to show, but she was no bodybuilder. “Probably in a few weeks I will, I don’t necessarily need a lot of uh, physical strength for piloting Tokki.”

Zarya only shook her head and let the barbell drop with a loud thud at her feet. “No, but what will you do when your mech is too damaged to pilot. Like in Toronto?” She walked closer to Hana and stopped just a few inches away from her, easily towering over the small Korean. “I am not saying to fight off an omnic with nothing, but let’s say you do need to be physical. Do you think you could hold off that omnic until your team reaches you?”

Crossing her arms, Hana bit her lips and pretended to think hard about it. Technically she had once, but it wasn’t because there had been an actual confrontation. Not a physical one at least. Just a Ravager who was the leader of their current common enemy. Actually, she shouldn’t have thought about it because it was making her angry. So instead, she finally shrugged and turned back to the monkey bar, jumping up to grab ahold of it once more to do another rep.

“Hana?” Zarya’s tone was concerned, in the way an older sister would be, or perhaps an aunty. 

She shook her head as she began to pull herself up. “No, you’re right, I should push myself a little more. If I can’t even defeat one Slicer with my bare hands in such a case, then I'd just be a cringe-fail loser, el-oh-el.” Punctuated with a giggle. Classic D.va.

Zarya laughed, and Hana inwardly gave herself a pat on the back. She had never told anyone about her meeting with Ramattra, because then…

It would only bring her even more guilt than she was already feeling.  

–

After training was a quick breakfast, and then it was on to the mission briefing in the Gibraltar war room. The older members of Overwatch had already assembled earlier than the new recruits which consisted of Lucio, Zarya, Brigitte, Baptiste, and herself so far. She didn’t know if more people would join them, but she certainly hoped so. They were so few while Null Sector had the advantage over them in numbers. The only saving grace is that the new omnics being produced by the Null Sector omniums weren’t gifted with sentience.

After everyone had gathered, Winston, with the help of Mei, had handed everyone their mission details. The folders contained different profiles for all the Null Sector units they had come across thus far. Slicers, Eradicators, the Null Titans (that one she hadn’t caught a glimpse of yet, but given the sheer size she was a bit grateful. It reminded her too much of the Colossus), and Stalkers. Hana looked down at her own files, thumbing through the pages before finding one that caught her attention. 

It was a slightly out of focus headshot of Ramattra. Again, she found herself frowning, instantly reaching towards one of the pens that had been left on the table and quickly doodling all over his picture. Beside her, Lucio noticed and he lightly tapped her arm so that she would pay attention. Vivian had taken the floor.

Vivian Chase. Sojourn. She had once been one of the captains for Overwatch before the Petras Act forced the shutdown of all their operations. She had been the one to find Hana in Toronto after Ramattra had left, nearly passed out from blood loss. She never mentioned the cloak that Hana had bundled herself up in while she waited for the rest of the team. Angela had been furious, instantly flooding her body with the nanobiotic energy from her staff. 

Hana had to endure an hours-long lecture on the flight back to Gibraltar from them both.

“Glad to see you back with us, Miss Song.” Sojourn said, before clicking on the remote she was holding and bringing up a holo-screen showcasing a world map. It was littered with small red dots, no doubt places where they would all be dispatched to later to deal with whatever the problem was. It seemed it wasn’t just Null Sector. Talon was also a problem. Cairo, Lijiang, Suravasa…there were so many places. Her eyes flicked from dot to dot, hoping that wherever she was going, that Null Sector would be there. 

‘ And with luck…he could be there too .’ she thought to herself, gripping the pen harder in her hands.

[vincentvalenfine]

pros and cons

Genji/Reader no warnings!

You've learned it's not easy being Genji's partner.

First there's the whole Overwatch business - he's always busy, following odd hours for other timezones in order to be functional for missions, training to be at his sharpest, getting tune-ups and such from the doctor whenever something breaks (and things frequently break when you're a cyborg ninja trying to save the world). At least most of his teammates are nice to you, and you even got Lúcio's autograph to boot. Maybe next time you'll work up the courage to ask for Zarya's...

Then there's his teacher, Zenyatta. You feel like you're practically sharing Genji with him half the time, with how often they're together (though you bear it gracefully, knowing how much the monk means to him). He seems to like you well enough though, and has given the occasional word of encouragement when you aren't so certain about your relationship.

And then there's his brother.

Hanzo is, to put it frankly, pretty hard to read, and you don't actually see him too often, but the times he is around... you're not sure if he judges everyone the way he seems to be judging you, or if it's just a bad case of resting bitch face, but either way it's not the most comfortable of interactions. But you put on a smile since Genji's always around when Hanzo's around, as if perhaps he's a little worried about how Hanzo might act without him around. Or how you might act.

But the way he takes off his helmet as soon as you're alone with him, takes a deep breath and sighs in relief? That alone is worth all the trouble that comes with being his partner.

... Okay maybe it's about the kisses and the sex too. He is pretty damn good at those. They're certainly nothing to complain about, that's for certain. And there's also something to be said for the way he says your name, like he's treasuring every letter of it before it leaves his mouth. Plus those beautiful eyes, always changing colors, full of adoration when he thinks you aren't looking? Just perfect. Hard not to be absolutely smitten when he's such a gentleman at all the right moments, too.

Of course, you're smitten right now with his head in your lap, hands brushing through the short green locks whose color he maintains so meticulously. It's a wonder he can keep it so soft still with all that coloring...

Though he's half asleep it seems, he still opens his eyes when your petting pauses, bright green to match his hair looking up at you curiously. "Getting tired?"

"Hm? Oh, no. Just got lost in thought is all."

"I see. And what were you thinking about?"

You pause for a moment, then shrug a little. "Not much, really. Just about how things have been lately."

He tilts his head a little in return, closing his eyes as you return to your petting. "How do you feel about it?"

"Well... worried about Null Sector, and all the other things going on right now, but also... happy? To be with you, and knowing you and Overwatch are working hard to stop all the bad things."

A smile tugs at his mouth, a bit lopsided thanks to one of his scars, and it makes you smile a bit as well. "We are doing our best, I promise. I would spend more time with you were it not for those things..."

"I can be patient. Being a hero is hard work, I get it!"

This time Genji laughs quietly, reaching up without even opening his eyes to let his fingers graze over your cheek. You lean into the touch, sighing. Moments like these are too far apart; you have to savor every second that slips by.

"I hope it is not too much of a burden to bear."

"Of course not! I just wish I could do more for you." It can be a struggle having to sit on the sidelines while he's out there risking his neck to save people and stop Null Sector.

His fingers catch on your jaw and guide you into leaning down, close enough for an upside down kiss that you're happy to give him. Once you've had your fill you start to pull back, but his hand has you remaining close enough to feel his breath tickle your skin as he says, "This is more than enough, to have you by my side."

"Then I guess I'll just have to stay here."

Another soft kiss, and then you're free to straighten up this time, taking his hand in yours while the other returns to combing his hair. Genji has his eyes closed again, but he's smiling as he lies there and you're pretty sure he won't drift off as easily this time.

Not easy being his partner, sure. But these moments make every oddity and issue absolutely worth it.

[ascendancy-echoes]

Chapter 38: Old Magic and New Allies

Flea stood before two strange Daemon, one adult and one teenager. He didn’t recognize them from town. He felt frustrated with Zarya for wandering off and making him worry. Thanks to Zarya, he now had to contend with these Mystics possibly finding the keep and asking questions he didn’t want to answer. He crossed his arms and remarked to Ylenia and Umbria that he knew they were not from the town half a day’s journey away and asked them where they had found Zarya.

“We live nearby,” Ylenia replied. “Your human found my daughter and followed her home.”

Flea couldn’t hide his surprised expression fast enough. Ylenia remarked that Zarya shared the same magic as him. She added that she was very familiar with shapeshifting magic and she could tell Zarya had a spell on her as well as him, although she did note to Flea that she could tell he was a Daemon even if he hid what he truly looked like. She then asked him how his human could have magic in the first place, glancing at Zarya.

“She isn’t ‘my human’,” Flea snapped back. “It’s more like I’ve had guardianship forced upon me… As for why she has magic… I guess the humans where she’s from have it.”

“And where would that be?” Ylenia pressed.

“Far, far away,” Flea answered with a hint of sarcasm. He sighed and said, “Look, I have no interest in bothering either of you and you two clearly don’t care for visitors since you won't tell me where you’re from, so how about we both stop with the dumb questions. Zarya, say goodbye. We’re going home.”

“No,” Zarya stated firmly. “I want Umbria and her mom to come to the castle.”

Flea groaned angrily. He didn’t trust these new Mystics anymore than they trusted him, but he also knew Zarya well enough that she would spend the next week asking him about the matter or wandering off to find them and get her way if he didn’t set her straight. He pulled Zarya aside and quietly reminded her that they needed their secrecy and privacy if she was going to figure out how to reopen that Gate and the last thing they needed was strangers poking around.

“Remember, kid? I get us supplies, you figure out this time door stuff,” he emphasized quietly. “I’m trying to be really patient here but we can’t be wasting any time goofing off and having strange Mystics poking around.”

“Friends go to the castle?” Zarya asked more urgently.

“They are not ‘friends’, Zarya. You just met them. They’re strangers,” Flea retorted sternly. “Didn’t your parents ever teach you not to talk to strangers?”

Zarya looked at Umbria and Ylenia, then at Flea. She crossed her arms and said, “Flea was a stranger. Now Flea’s my friend.”

Flea did not see Zarya as a friend. A friendly kid maybe, but most certainly not friends. She was a means to an end. Her naivete was infuriating sometimes and this was one of those moments where Flea didn’t want to waste time explaining the concept of an adult and a child, much less a Mystic adult and a human child, being friends wasn’t how the world worked.

“Go back home and stay there,” Flea snapped. “You’ve bothered these two enough.”

Turning to Ylenia and Umbria, he muttered a half-hearted apology for Zarya bothering them before he turned and forced Zarya to start walking back to the keep. After several feet, Flea glanced back to see two wolves running back into the forest. One silver and the other black. The strange Daemons were nowhere in sight. Flea thought to follow the wolves, having the inkling that they were the Daemon in disguise, but he had to be sure that Zarya made it to the keep and stayed there. It was too dangerous for her to be wandering off. Not when she was the one that held the key to getting back home. Satisfied that they weren’t going to be followed, Flea teleported them back to the keep.

~o~O~o~

Back at the keep, Zarya stormed off to her room. That suited Flea just fine. He decided to take the chance of leaving Zarya unsupervised for a moment and went in search of the two Mystics, but came up empty. As far as he could see, the only other civilization was the town he frequented. He returned to the keep to find Zarya waiting in the courtyard, a piece of paper in hand.

She shoved the paper at Flea. He told her he wasn’t going on any errands today, he had already gotten their week’s supplies. Zarya responded by shoving the paper in his face. It didn’t look like a list. Instead it was a crude drawing of a dog… or maybe a fox? And words scribbled in Zarya’s rushed handwriting. Flea sighed. He had already tried to explain on numerous occasions that he wasn’t very good at reading and her handwriting didn’t help. Zarya sighed loudly, almost a mockery of how he sighed at her.

“Umbria’s mom is a Therian.” she said.

“Never heard of a Therian before… What does that have to do with anything?” Flea responded.

Zarya pouted. “Cat Therian.”

Flea rolled his eyes at her answer. “What about a ‘cat Therian’?” 

“In the forest,” Zarya replied flatly.

Flea threw his hands in the air and yelled at Zarya, telling her that she wasn’t making any sense and that he didn’t want to be bothered unless she had figured out the Gate or it was time to eat. With that he stormed off to the bedroom he had claimed for himself and slammed the door shut.

Meanwhile, Zarya was frustrated with being unable to explain herself. Her flashcards only worked for certain situations and she couldn’t find the right words on them to tell Flea about the cat-like Therian she had seen in her time or how he might have had something to do with the Gate. It wasn’t her fault that Flea couldn’t read well or that she only had a few pieces of papers that already were filled with writing. If Flea could just find more paper then she would write down exactly what she wanted to explain. She decided, if all Flea was going to do was yell about it and not help, then she would take care of things herself.

~o~O~o~

Despite Flea’s and Ylenia’s mutual but separate efforts to keep Zarya away from the village over the course of the next few days, Zarya repeatedly left the keep and found her way back. Each time, Ylenia would catch her at the edge of the village and escort her back into the forest where Flea would inevitably find them, scold Zarya for running off and then teleport the both of them back to the keep. After the third time that week, Umbria found her waiting outside the village’s entrance on a nearby fallen log, singing a song to herself.

“Human, why are you here?” Umbria asked. “I thought your guardian and my mother have made it very clear you aren’t supposed to be wandering off, let alone coming back to the village. I heard some of  the others say that if you came around again, they’d personally make sure you couldn’t find your way back.”

Zarya hummed and thought about her words carefully. She wanted to ask Umbria if she knew the Mystic that she had met moments before being sent to the past. Maybe he had come through a Gate to her time since Flea had told her he had never seen a Therian in his life. Flea was rather insistent that no one would believe her if she said she was from the future. He had admitted the only reason he believed her was because he had met her aunt and uncle when they were looking for their friend Glenn. Zarya thought about how she had been trying to figure out how to open the Gate again but she didn’t know how to open it. She needed help. She looked at Umbria and said, “I want Umbria and her mom’s help.”

Umbria raised an eyebrow and asked, “With what?”

“Flea wants to go home,” Zarya answered. “I need to get home.”

Umbria looked at Zarya, completely baffled. “Why don’t you two just travel back to your homes then? Were you driven away or something?”

“Magic.” Zarya responded. 

Before Umbria could say anything in response, Zarya held up a hand to indicate that Umbria needed to wait a moment. She fished around in her bag and pulled out various items. Her father’s bracer, her crumpled notes of his magic spells she had copied and the silver charm her dad had given her. In the month she had been lost in the past Zarya had done a lot of thinking. She knew the pendant around her neck was once a key her mother had made with science and that her dad had used magic to enchant that key and pry open a Gate to return home, having overheard her parents talk one evening. While she did not know exactly how her dad had done it, Zarya concluded she needed more magic than she possessed to reopen the Gate by the keep.

“I need to find magic to go home,” Zarya said. “Big magic… Dad’s magic.”

“But?” Umbria got the sense Zarya wanted to say more.

“Can’t find it,” Zarya said flatly. She showed the scribbled runes and the silver charm to Umbria. “I need Dad.”

“But your dad is far away,” Umbria noted, remembering what Flea had said about Zarya and himself. She didn’t understand what Zarya wanted from her and the villagers. How could they ‘find’ this human child’s father or his magic if she was apparently so far from home.

That’s when she noticed the symbol on the silver charm Zarya held in her hand. A circle surrounded by swooping curves and sharp points. It almost looked like a humanoid figure. A symbol that was on the temple in the village.

“Dad’s from far, far, far away,” Zarya said, remembering Flea’s choice of words to describe being from a different time. “Dad’s magic is old magic… Can you help me find it?”

“I don’t know what you mean by ‘old magic’,” Umbria replied. “But I have seen that symbol.”

Zarya looked at Umbria, hopeful and pleading, and asked, “Can I see it please?”

Umbria pondered Zarya’s request. Outsiders were forbidden from entering the village and especially the temple. Yet somehow this strange magical human had seen the symbol before. She knew Ilkay, the town Elder, would be furious if she let Zarya near the temple. He was already worried about her living so close to the village. As much as Umbria wanted to help Zarya, she had to be careful about it.

“Not today, but maybe later,” Umbria finally said. “Remember? The grownups don’t trust you or your guardian.”

Zarya frowned and nodded. She wanted them to trust her so she could ask for their help. She wondered if Umbria knew how she could earn the villagers’ trust. She looked quizzically at Umbria and asked, “Trust Zarya?”

Umbria gave a slight shrug. “I guess I do? You seem harmless… but the adults don’t trust anyone who isn’t a Therian.”

“Village trusts Umbria,” Zarya noted. She looked at Umbria, curious why she looked more like a Daemon than a Therian even though she called Ylenia her mother. “Umbria is a Daemon?”

Umbria frowned and said. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m half Therian… I could use my magic to look like my mother but everyone knows I’m a half-breed so I don’t bother.”

Distant, angry shouting suddenly came from the direction of the keep echoed through the trees. Umbria sighed and looked at Zarya. Zarya, in turn, frowned and declared flatly that Flea woke up. 

“Sounds like your guardian figured out you left again,” Umbria chuckled. “He sounds absolutely livid.”

Looking towards the direction of the shouting, Umbria told the young girl that she’d take her home and talk to Flea. Zarya smiled and nodded, leading the way to the keep.

As Umbria walked with Zarya towards the keep, she wondered where exactly Zarya had come from or how she ended up in Flea’s care. They were halfway to the keep when Flea appeared in front of them. He opened his mouth to yell at Zarya for leaving when Umbria gestured for him to stay silent.

“Before you start yelling at your ward, again, I think we need to talk,” Umbria declared.

“We don’t need to talk about anything,” Flea snapped. He took a step forward to put his hand on Zarya’s shoulder so they could teleport away, but Umbria grabbed him by the wrist, digging her nails into his flesh.

“Yes, we do,” she said sternly.

Flea glared at Umbria and shifted his form to become taller and stronger. He grabbed her by her arm and threw her to the ground. Before Umbria hit the ground, she shifted her own form to match his and threw him across the small clearing before he could grab Zarya and teleport away. Flea rolled along the ground for a moment before standing up and shifted his form to that of a towering cyclops Mystic. Umbria leapt to her feet and tackled him. In response, he grabbed her by her arm and raised her into the air. His voice boomed from under the helmet as he yelled, “Get lost, you little bi-“

Umbria shifted her form to become taller and swung herself at Flea, kicking him between the legs as hard as she could. She then shifted her form to a huge wolf, big enough to pin Flea to the ground as he hit the dirt. She dug her claws into him and snarled in his face as he lay there gasping in agony.

“You’re such an asshole! No wonder she keeps running away from you,” she snarled. “I bet you kidnapped her, didn’t you?!”

Flea lay stunned on the ground, too hurt to focus and shapeshift or teleport out of this situation. Umbria kept her fangs dangerously close to his throat and Zarya made no move to save him from this savage Mystic. He glanced in Zarya’s direction to see she was clearly upset about him and Umbria fighting, pulling at her skirt and looking distraught.

“I- I didn’t, ugh, kidnap her,” Flea wheezed and coughed. “I don’t know where she came from… I swear.”

Umbria kept her fangs close to Flea’s throat, glancing at Zarya. Zarya mumbled something about guards or ‘guardia’ and that she found Flea and healed him. Umbria got the feeling that Zarya was telling the truth. She returned her attention to Flea and got off of him. Shifting back to normal, she growled, “Are you ready to hear me out? Or do you want to fight some more?”

Flea wanted to throw up but pushed past the feeling and shifted his form back to normal, although it did nothing to relieve him of the pain he felt. He took a deep breath and muttered that he would hear what Umbria had to say. Really he wanted to get the hell out of here, but Zarya’s stubborn insistence on getting others involved wasn’t going to end so he realized he may as well hear what Umbria knew.

[blackmambaboobs]

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Howdy! I’m in the mood to write Reader insert stuff and wanted to let you know what I will and won't write! But first, introductions! A little bit about me: I'm Rot, 20, I use they/them pronouns and have been writing since I was young! I love to write about the fandoms I hyperfixate on and share my work with others that are into the same stuff as me! Note: I will often go without writing for weird lengths of time and that includes answering requests. This is due to my Executive Dysfunction and other mental health issues, so please be patient with me! I also like to post my drawn art on here as well from time to time!

Fandoms: ⭐ FNAF: Security Breach: Monty, Chica, Roxy, Freddy, Sundrop, Moondrop ⭐ Star Wars (The Mandalorian, The Book Of Boba Fett, Clone Wars, etc'): Boba, Paz, Fennec, Din, Plo Koon, Poe, Kylo, K2SO, Grievous, Han, Darth Maul ⭐ TF2: Engineer, Sniper, Spy, Scout, Medic, Heavy, Demoman, Soldier, Pyro, Ms. Pauling, Saxton ⭐ Transformers (TFP, TFA, Gen 1, RID2015, and MTMTE): Any ⭐ Call Of Duty: Konig, Ghost, John, Soap, Alejandro, Rudy, Gaz, Keegan, Roach, Valeria, Krueger, Graves ⭐ Overwatch (1, 2): Reaper, Sombra, Soldier 76, Tracer, Genji, Hanzo, Reinhardt, Ramattra, Zenyatta, Maximilien, Cole, Doomfist, Mauga, Lifeweaver, Mercy, Moira, Sigma, Venture, D.Va, Roadhog, Junkrat, Widowmaker, Lucio, Zarya ⭐ Poppy Playtime: Catnap, Dogday, Huggy Wuggy ⭐ Pressure: Painter, Sebastian ⭐ Marvel: Ultron, Tony, Steve, Bucky, Wanda, Natasha, Bruce, Sam Wilson, Loki, Deadpool, Logan, Colossus, Venom, Eddie, Doc Ock, The Spot (Spider-Verse), Miguel (Spider-Verse), Spider Noir (Spider-Verse), Peter B. Parker (Spider-Verse), Cable ⭐ JJBA: Jotaro (Adult only), Jonathan, Avdol, Polnareff, Holy, DIO, N'Doul, Rohan, Bruno, Abbacchio Risotto, Ghiaccio, Jolyne, Ermes, Weather Report, Anasui Monsters/Creatures: ⭐ Centaurs ⭐ Elves ⭐ Demons ⭐ Angels ⭐ Orcs ⭐ Dragons ⭐ Hybrids ⭐ Nagas ⭐ Harpies ⭐ Mermaids ⭐ Vampires ⭐ Werewolves ⭐ Cyclops ⭐ Driders ⭐ Gargoyles ⭐ Ghosts ⭐ Aliens ⭐ Robots/Androids ⭐ Shadow beings ⭐ Anything tentacle related ⭐ Dullahans ⭐ Kitsunes Will Write About: ⭐ Smut ⭐ Suggestive ⭐ Angst ⭐ Fluff ⭐ SFW ⭐ Violence/Gore ⭐ Dub-Con ⭐ Anything mental/physical health conditions or illnesses related (as long as I'm familiar with the said condition or illness) ⭐ Anything death related ⭐ Different cultures or traditions (as long as I'm familiar with said cultures or traditions, I'm not trying to stereotype or offend others in any way) ⭐ Self-harm scars ⭐ Alcohol ⭐ Drugs (Only about Weed and Shrooms) ⭐ Smoking/vaping ⭐ Anything medical related (as long as I'm familiar with it) ⭐ Group sex ⭐ A/B/O (Omegaverse) ⭐ AUs Won't Write About: ⭐ Incest/Stepcest ⭐ Rape/Non-Con ⭐ Pedophilia  ⭐ Zoophilia/Beastiality ⭐ Self-harm/Suicide  ⭐ Cheating (infidelity) ⭐ Any kinks or fetishes related to scat, urine, feet, death, vore, ageplay, or CNC ⭐ Substance abuse or addictions ⭐ Orgies ⭐ Anything Proship/comship related ⭐ Anything that encourages or agrees with illegal and/or harmful activities ⭐ OCs/FCs Note: I only do gender neutral Reader (unless you specifically request AFAB, AMAB, or Intersex) and will only do four characters at a time for multiple character headcanons! If you aren't sure if what you requested is allowed or you have questions, just ask! I'll gladly let you know! If I write about a topic or subject (medical, cultures, etc') incorrectly, please be patient with me and inform me!

[emile-hides]

*pokes head in* Hello do you have any opinions about Zarya or Moira to share possibly

I have BOTH but sense I fear long posts I'll just do Zarya for now...

One aspect about them I love

She's so nice!! I know that sounds really boring but I think about it all the time because like! How easy is it to make Big Russian Lady also big scary big serious. Zarya is super kind, she's even more friendly. I think about her interaction with Alejandra from Searching a lot. It's clear she's a very patient, nurturing person to me. Kind and careful.

One aspect I wish more people understood about them

I feel like out of all the character's, Zarya's the one the fandom has the most universal take on. I don't see a lot of variation in how she's written between fanon content, so I don't have anything to put here.

Headcanons i have about this character

Lesbian queen we love her

A really big fan of cute things, has plushes and cute tea sets. Likes to show them off

She bakes!! Cakes and cookies and brownies she's a real pro

But she can't cook actual food very well.

One character I love seeing them interact with

I'm so incredibly Biased but Lynx!!! Lynx17 her sassy Gay They/Them!!! NBLM WLW Solidarity!!!

It's in part just because I love Lynx17, but also because I love seeing Zarya soften up at an Omnic, they are her friend, human, Omnic, or otherwise. I'd love to see more of them in the future breaking down Zarya's biased, and also bullying her as she deserves. They're a good dynamic; Smarmy Twink and Himbo Lesbian.

One character I wish they would interact with/interact with more

Firm believer in Zarya/Roadhog besties!! They are Big Buffs with a love of Soft Cute Things and Omnic Trauma and I just think!! They should hang out.

It goes hard with my age regressor Roadhog headcanon as well I think she'd make a very good caregiver for him on top of just. Being a very good, healthy relationship for him to have.

Lynx17 fixes her Omnic Bias, she fixes Roadhog's Omnic Bias, Roadhog fixes Junkrat's Omnic Bias, and then Junkrat and Lynx17 make out really hard. Is this too much to ask for?

Headcanons I have that involve them with other characters

Well I just said my biggest one with her being Regressed Mako's main CG. I want to see her carrying him on her hip with one arm like it's no big deal. It's what he deserves.

I think she gets along really well with Cassidy, in a "This is my weird little brother" kind of way? She picks him up like a kitten and pats his back too hard when laughing at his jokes

Brigette looks up to her (has a littol crush on her?) and they work out together!! Zarya also likes to watch Brigette work sometimes

She's oddly soft to Bastion. She refuses to comment on it, but it's because he acts a lot like her baby niece back home

She's the only one (other than Junkrat) to laugh at Winston's puns genuinely, though a handful of them go over her head

Reinhardt likes to challenge her to arm wrestling matches, he's yet to win one, but they've called a draw a handful of times

I think out of everyone she'd get along the worst with Torbjorn. Not for anything he does, just because she can't take him very seriously.

[mysticonsheadcanons]

Fan Season 6 Episode 2: Breaking the Dome

It is early morning, and Arkayna gets a call from Queen Goodfey, asking her and the rest of the Mysticons to meet her at the palace balcony urgently. They go, and are surprised to see a dome around the city. Zarya wonders if the Astromancers have something to do with it, as the dome is similar to the one used to protect the city from Necrafa. While Em is unsure, as Proxima would have told them if there was a need for the dome, Sharise points out that it wouldn't hurt to check there to see if they do know anything.

They go to the Astromancer Academy, where many top-level Astromancers are trying to research. Proxima asks the Mysticons if they're there about the dome, and when the Mysticons confirm that they are, Proxima tells them that they are just as confused about the dome as anyone else. She reveals that she checked the device that created the dome to see if there was some kind of misfunction or if someone accidently turned on the dome, but it was off.

The Mysticons spread out in order to look for clues about the dome. Sharise asks Zarya and Piper, who are on opposite sides of the city, to attack the dome, filming themselves doing so. The others are confused, but Zarya and Piper do so. The force field appears to be equally strong on both ends, and after Em and Arkayna attack on their ends and get the same result, they realize that in order for that to happen, whatever's making the force field may be in the middle of the city. Arkayna points out that's where the palace is, and Zarya points out how, if Mallock is behind the dome, then he may have put a device in the palace.

Once they go to the palace, they tell the King and Queen what they discovered, and their guess about where the device is. The royal family helps the Mysticons look, and Piper finds it in one of the statues, getting her arm stuck in the process. After Queen Goodfey and Em gets Piper's arm unstuck, they try to turn off the machine, but are unable to do so. They decide to go to the Astromancer Academy.

Proxima examines the device, and admits that, while it does have strong protection magic, they will be able to figure it out. It would take time though, so Proxima suggests that the Mysticons look to see if there's any issues caused by the dome, and solve them if possible. The Mysticons agree, and they leave.

While monitoring the city for any signs of trouble, the Mysticons notice that there's no immediate signs of trouble, but magic does seem to be getting weaker. They then see a ship in the distance, and realize that it's carrying important medical supplies, including a rare potion needed urgently in the hospital to save a severly ill patient. Em wonders if there's some underground tunnel that is too far down to be blocked by the dome, and if so, they can use that. Zarya calls Queen Goodfey to see, and she reveals there is a sewer system, but the grates aren't large enough for a person to slip through, and the grate would be very difficult to open, especially since they can't access the outside of the city. The Mysticons get water breathing potions from Malvaron, and they try to gester and mouth words to get the sailors to pass anything they can through the gate's holes, if possible. They then realize that the dome isn't soundproof, and just ask them. The plan works, as the sailors have water breathing potions in case of emergency, and while some of the equiptment is too large to fit, others, including the potion, can fit.

Just as they finish delivering the medicine, they get a call, saying that the Astromancer Academy is under attack. They go, and see Mallock with shadow creatures attacking the Astromancers. They manage to fight Mallock off, but he does escape. With Mallock and his shadow creatures out of the way, the Astromancers are able to break the protection magic on the device and turn it off.

Back at Mallock's hideout, he is looking at the device he made, and realizes that he is close to having enough magic to summon the creature, since the dome did drain some magic. He smiles, saying that his next plan will certainly provide enough magic.

[blanketwolfie]

Saw you talking about overwatch headcanons -w-

I think Zarya would be an amazing caregiver! No matter how big you are you will always be little compared to her! And she can pick you up at any time! I also think she'd like to be called mama!

I also think Winston would be a very calm and patient caregiver, and I think he'd love to play thinking games with you and ask you fun questions like 'if I have three apples and I eat one how many are left?' And he would definitely be the best cuddle buddy big, soft and warm!

YOU ARE SO RIGHT !!!!! AAAAAAA OMG ,, no because winston would make an amazing cuddle buddy ! ! AND UR ZARYA HCS ARE SO REAL ! realest ever !!

[iomadachd]

[TEMPERANCE] - Are they a patient person, or do they tend to act on impulse? for zarya! - (* ^ ω ^)

THE MAJOR ARCANA Character Development Questions (accepting)

With Zarya, her patience is situational more than anything.

In matters of the heart, she is very patient and borderline conservative. She is always so shy about being that vulnerable with another woman. Sometimes, the opportunity bypasses her entirely before she gets the nerve to speak her feelings.

In matters of books or magic, she's far more impulsive. Her 'tbr' pile is enormous, as is her crystal collection. She simply can't help herself when it comes to stories and shiny things.

Luckily, she has the space due to some well-placed charms, but it's still something she has to go through and pare down every so often, passing on items to a new person who will appreciate them as much as she did.

[bixels]

Last thing and I will shut the fuck up forever about this. Overwatch writers have this weird thing where they're allergic to giving characters arcs and development within the real story because they spent it all in backstories. Reinhardt used to be a braggard who didn't care for his team, now he isn't. Pharah and Ana had their whole history, and it gets resolved in a comic. Why don't they save these important moments FOR THE ACTUAL STORY?

And don't even get me started on what they did to D.Va. Her character was retconned from a bratty, cocky blowhard who's only in it for the glory to a noble, self-sacrificing hero. LET GIRLS BE BITCHES. Why do you have to sanitize everyone to be either good or bad? D.Va was one of the most interesting characters BECAUSE she was a good guy who was also kind of an asshole!

And they never bothered to change her voicelines in-game, so it creates this weird split where game D.Va and cinematic D.Va are two separate characters (or she's faking it in-game, which doesn't feel great either). It's telling of a problem the writers have of avoiding giving the good guys meaningful flaws (which is why Zarya and Symmetra are SO interesting, yet underutilized). Make one monotone and tired all the time, make one terribly indecisive, make one a total pushover!

Like, just to script doctor real quick here, what if Moira didn't exist and Mercy actually created Reaper? What if the angel costume is a lie she projects onto herself and deep down, she's a good person who's capable of truly terrible things, not for the sake of ending suffering, but for revenge against the omnics who took her parents? Don't forget that Mercy canonically found a broken young man and transformed him into a killing machine. What if we followed Mercy as she struggles with her past and ego and rage on a journey to become the person she promises she is?

(This is also why I seriously do not buy Genji x Mercy. Not only is the doctor x patient trope weird, I cannot for the life of me buy that Mercy would fall for a man she took advantage of. So many of his years post-recovery were spent in rage, and she fueled that rage by making him a weapon. I really don't think Mercy would even be comfortable around Genji, as he serves as a reminder to her of the ways she's toyed with other's lives.)

One day I'll do my big fat rant here about Overwatch's story and how it's a massive disappointment in narrative writing.

[questionartbox]

Strong girls!! ..........and Sombra. Art blog: questionartbox Commissions | Ko-Fi | Patreon

[ow-anteater]

Definitive OW fursona post

There will be no arguing, I am simply right

Ana - starting out boring, but it is indeed a shrike. Swift and watching from on high, doing things that others deem brutal but only out of necessity

Ashe - Yellow mongoose, a clever little fella with utterly wild eyes

Baptiste - Water Buffalo. Specifically because I, ow-anteater, op of this post, have an early childhood memory of watching a nature documentary where water buffalos protected an injured member of their herd and they’re still marked as the most helpful, kindest animal out there in my mind

Bastion - Brown bear. Big, heavily armed from nature. Still kind of bumbling to look at

Brigitte - Red deer, big and strong and still pretty neat looking. Also, surprisingly tall

Cassidy - Some form of non-diamond back rattlesnake, a Mexican lancehead maybe. It’s dramatic, cowboy-adjacent and probably very bad at playing guitar

D.va - a bee, but the bug-ness is emphasized much more in the design than the cuteness

Doomfist - sand tiger shark. Strong and intimidating and eerily beautiful. Also, the best shark

Echo - Cuddlefish. Smart, cute and adaptable, cute but also of an intelligence inherently alien to humans

Genji - Giant flying squirrel, they’ve got it all; incredibly airborne acrobatics and a look like they posses infinite wisdom and also might do something impulsive

Hanzo - Harpy eagle. Big and scary but also looks like it takes itself a tad too seriously. Would kill you in a heartbeat for being lazy and useless (represented by being the natural predator of sloths)

Junkrat - Hammond

Lúcio - Crested newt; just like a frog, but funkier and longer

Mei - Mountain hare; sweet and cute and also looks like it knows many important secrets

Mercy - Some type of ant, one of those with a nice color like red or something. Incredible work ethic, devoted to the community

Moira - A hairless cat that is definitely not purebred sphynx. It’s cute in a weird way? Looks regal and dignified in an even stranger way. It’s definitely planning something

Orisa - Either the obvious one of some sort of Buffalo or oxen; strong and dependable. Could also be a Pyrenean donkey or similar donkey breed

Pharah - A big ol’ crocodile. Patient and powerful and beautiful in a way that is intimidating to men

Reaper - A horse but in like the most pretentious way. It’s specifically a white horse, sometimes three legged “inspired” by a Helhorse

Reinhardt - Scottish highland bull, the horns are comically large

Roadhog - A rat, specifically the giant rat that makes all of the rules

Sigma - Big, slightly weird looking dog. A borzoi or something similar with the long face and a look somewhere between dignified and utterly apologetic

Soldier: 76 - Also a dog, originally a golden retriever because ‘haha blonde’ but morphed over time into some type of really big, scary looking but ultimately benign mutt

Sombra - Vampire squid, both intimidating and has a scary name, but could easily be made into a cutesy little pixel art sprite!

Symmetra - Axis/chital deer, regal and kind of ethereal. Impeccably symmetrical antlers

Torbjörn - European badger, compact and persistent. Looks like it’s smart

Tracer - Common tern. Graceful and agile and fast, it also has a fun little hat build into the design

Widowmaker - A honeycomb moray, slender and elegant in a distinctly slightly creepy way. Patient and dangerous and also a tad silly looking from some angles

Winston - NOT a monkey, but rather something like a fancy goldfish or another sociable, personable and nice looking fish. Alternatively, a human man

Wrecking Ball - A furby, if the fur is attached or not varies

Zarya - Strong, compact cold weather horse or pony. Something like a Yakutian horse. Strong and relentless and loyal to a fault

Zenyatta - Australian spotted jellyfish. Beautiful and serene, kind of alien to most humans

[omegaversebutbetter]

Overwatch

Okay lets try this again

Genji: Alpha, one of the motivating forces for Hanzo to duel him and as a result from the "accident" His Ability to smell and produce sents is kinda damaged. He acted very alphaish while part of blackwatch to try and make up for it but nowardays some people dont even realise he is one since hes so chill and dosent act that way anymore.

Hanzo: Omega, got a blocker soon after presenting by order of his father and kept it even after leaving for the convinience of not having heats and because his time in the yakuza basically made him belive omegas are meek and weak and people only looked at them as objects. This causes drama later on. Hanzo is basically feral when joining the team, he holds himself confidently and as if he has poise most of the time but when people try to touch him or somethibg suppr9ses him he is very jumpy and has almost attacked multiple people as a result. This agitation and aggression is partiality made worse by the implant and wouldn't get much better until its out.

Angela: Beta. Ik people normally think she'd be Omega but fr that woman is pure balence. She does get mistaken for an omega allot tho. Her possition as a Beta really helps her tending to all patients so she has no complaints.

76: Omega, had a impact for the super soldier program but once the crisis was over he had it taken out, both to be a good role model for other omegas but also because he just wanted to for him mainly but also for his bf at the time (despite the fact that his eyes still often drifted to a certain other squad leader). Nowerdays he still dosent have one but age makes his heats less frequent and his senses and scent a little dulled.

Ana: Alpha. She is extremely chill for an Alpha but chill in the "I am confident I have complete control of this situation" kind of way, usually because she does. She is known for being calm in arguments with other alphas and often winning those arguments as a result, almost none has seen her in an alpha rage but the rumours are that someone has once and they said it was the most terrifying thing they'd ever seen. Ana has been mistaken for the leader of her packs in the past and despite the fact that she basically is co-leader of evey pack she's in she always makes sure that she's not overshadowing the leader especially when they're not Alpha.

Reinheart: I kiiiinda wanna make him an omega who has litterally no idea what OBA expectations are. He's just the jollyest, largest omega you will ever meet. He does not give a shit what people think of him to the point where he won't defend himself unless someone questions his honour. This leads to people like Ana and Morrison in the past hovering around him and fighting anyone who tried harassing him.

McCree: Alpha. Used to be a brash, cocky, and kinda mean alpha before Blackwatch got a hold of him and mellowed him out through giving him a stable pack with a leader (as opposed to deadlock where basically eveyone fought over being leader). He is the most unmistakably alpha person you will ever meet however he is also one of the softest, kindest and possibly the most adorable alphas you will ever know if you get close to him. He's embaressed every time he growls by accident nowerdays.

Lucio: honestly I can't see lucio as anything other than Beta or Omega so I think probably Beta? But I think none else knows either and if anyone asks he says he'd rather people not know because he'd prefer to be judged my charecter instead of his second sex.

Hana: hasn't presented yet, had an implant bc of the mecha program she was in and hasn't had it out. She dosent really care regardless.

Mei: omega, I dont have much else to add to this, she's small and soft and probably the most typical omega of the bunch.

Zarya: Alpha, much like but in contrast to Mei she is the most typical alpha of the bunch. She has kinda old fashioned views about Alphas and Omegas but after getting her ass handed to her by Reinheart while sparring, finding out he was omega and accidentally being rude to him as a result the others realised she had such veiws and Morrison, Ana, McCree and Mei had a little sit down talk with her. She quickly learnt and when Satya joined later and was rude to an omega member of the pack she was the first to jump up and defend them

Satya: unknown, she has an inplant that has prevented her from presenting since she was a child and still has it. She carries herself like an alpha and looks down on Omegas however she looks down on eveyone so her veiw is often overlooked.

Reyes: Alpha. Pack leader, protective and angy. Nuff said.

Sombra: Beta with blockers that stop her from producing any scent for stealth. She has been a solo act for most her life and Talon with Reyes is her first ever pack so she takes time to adapt but once she does it suits her surprisingly well.

Widow: Amile was Omega. Widowmaker has no heats or scent.

Baptitse: deadass I'm not sure. Could litterally be any. Big soft alpha? Big kind omega? Lovely helpful Beta? I really don't know. I feel like I can't make all medical staff Betas tho...so...omega. He had a blocker put in when he joined Talon and those lot assumed he was Beta or Alpha since he never knew. But once he leaves and gets freedom of a sort he chooses to have it removed. He suffers a little for it but he's generally positive and not insecure about it. He dosent like to share heats with anyone tho, it's the one time he shuts himself off from everyone.

Moira: Alpha. Toxic.

Brigette: Alpha, presented a few years ago. She's like a golden retriever but smarter, if you're her friend she will do anything you ask, gets you random gifts and upgrades, carries anything for her friends no matter how heavy, but if you try to abuse her kindness you'll find she sint stupid and it takes one glare for someone to know you don't fuck with this Alpha. She may be a healer but she could absolutely destroy you if you try to fuck her or her friends over.

Torb: Alpha. Can go into a pure rage in a moment but will never use an alpha voice. He's just a cranky old man who seems to have practically forgotten he's an alpha. Was very proud of Brigette's presenting but gave her a few lectures and lessons to make sure it never went to her head.

Sigma: I barely know this cherecter, can no say

Doomfist: Alpha. Asshole. Talons top dogs and heavy hitters are mostly alphas. It's like...toxic alphaism at its finest. Doom is smart and cunning and wants to complete dominate situations he's in. He's an alpha.

Tracer: can't belive I forgot tracer until now, Omega. She was often underestimated for being a little omega in the past but this spitfire powered through everything in life with positivity and self love and she embraces evey part of herself. She sometimes flies home for heats when they're not too busy and are well staffed so she can spend time with her girlfriend.

Roadhog and Junkrat: Alpha and Omega. They're a couple. No I will not take criticism. These two are mates and do litterally whatever they want as long as they're together. In the wasteland there are no gender expectations, only explosives, violence and love.

Ashe: don't know much about her either but I wanna say omega with major alpha vibes. She is the embodiment of the phrase "power bottom" in every sence

Pharah: mmmmm Alpha. She's stubborn and strong, a real soldier, but if you compliment her muscles or challenger her she will show off.

And I think that's it! Any other ideas? Leave them in the comments!

[ascendancy-echoes]

Chapter 21: The Music Box

6th of Fourthmoon, 1020 AG, Guardia.

One morning, Lucca and Oren worked on installing the thrusters to the Epoch while Zarya sat at the workbench, reading a book to herself. Zarya had hoped that after her magic practice she could spend time with her dad, but he had said he had another meeting with Oren and Liz’s parents. She quickly grew bored of the book and looked around at the numerous half-made and half-disassembled projects belonging to her mother. So many things that Lucca had forgotten to finish or couldn’t bear to part with. Finally, Zarya’s eyes laid upon what looked like some sort of record player. Curious, she slipped off the stool and went over to the object.

While Zarya went to investigate one of her mom’s old inventions, Oren and Lucca were preparing to weld some panels together. Suddenly, the two of them were startled by the blaring sound of an upbeat tune echoing through the workshop, followed by a booming baritone singing out. “THEY CALL ME GATO, I HAVE METAL JOINTS!”

“Oh no, Zarya, give that to me,” Lucca sighed as she covered her ears. “Thought I disassembled that part…”

“IF YOU BEAT ME-”

Oren, with his ears covered as well, looked over to see Zarya holding a speaker and small record player. She was starting the song over again as Lucca reached her.

“Sweetie, your dad doesn’t like loud sounds and it’s too loud for the workshop,” Lucca sighed as she took the device from Zarya. “I’m sorry.”

“More song?!” cried Zarya.

Lucca frowned, “Not right now.”

Zarya sighed. “Okay… Can I  go see Dad, pleeeease?”

“Sorry, your dad is really busy right now,” Lucca replied.

“I don’t want ‘Dad is busy right now’,” Zarya muttered. She sat back down at the workbench and resumed reading her book. She tried to be patient as her mom explained how to connect something or other to Oren. Her eyes wandered over to the speaker and record-player. Maybe she could listen to it quietly…

Lucca, focused on examining the wires, said, “If we connect this part here-“

“THEY CALL ME GATO-”

“Zarya!” Lucca turned off the player again. “I just told you the song is too loud, sweetie.”

Zarya let out a lamenting whine and begged for the song before burying her face in her arms and going quiet.

“Maybe I should take her home,” Lucca sighed. “I’m sorry Oren… I can help you with the control panel later.”

Oren nodded. He knew that Zarya was bored and frustrated. She didn’t have any interest in mechanical stuff or science like her mom and him and she wasn’t allowed to learn any fighting magic like Liz. That had to be hard for her to be left out of everything. He told Zarya and Lucca goodbye as the latter departed before turning his attention to the record-player that Lucca had left behind. Even if the song was loud and kind of annoying to him, Zarya clearly liked it. Suddenly, he had an idea of how to make Zarya happy while saving everyone else’s eardrums.

~o~O~o~

Later, Oren went to his sister’s room in hopes that she was there. If he was going to pull off his plan for Zarya, he would need Liz’s help. Lucky for him, Liz was in her room, polishing her katana, Rainbow, that she had gotten from their father. She looked up and smiled at him. Putting her katana in its sheath, she said, “Hey, Oren, what’s up?”

Oren asked, “Do you still have your music box?”

“What? The one from Granny Gina? Why do you ask?” Liz asked, unsure of her brother’s intentions.

“I want to see how it works,” Ore replied. Seeing the look on Liz’s face, he added, “I won’t break it, I swear.”

Liz squinted at Oren and asked, “Why do you need to see how it works?”

Oren sighed. “I want to make one for Zarya. Her birthday is coming up and I can tell she’s been feeling left out with you being taught magic she’s not allowed to learn and she doesn’t like inventing stuff like Aunt Lucca and I do.”

Liz frowned and nodded. “Yeah, it sucks but the adults have a good point about not letting her learn offensive magic. She’s really impulsive and that’s coming from me…. It’s one thing for her to randomly cast a barrier spell because she likes the colors versus something like a fireball… or ice shards.”

Oren nodded. Even after all this time, no one knew what Zarya’s magical affinity was. She was clearly talented in magic but neither Melichor or Janus had been able to discern what kind of magic she was innately able to do. What they were certain of was that she shared the ability to use any elemental magic much like Janus could.

“So, can I please borrow the music box for like a couple of hours?” Oren asked, getting back to the original subject. “I swear I’ll return it in one piece.”

“Sure, dude,” Liz said, getting the music box from a shelf on the far end of her room. “But why not just go buy one in town?”

Oren thought about Liz’s question and shrugged. “I could but she’s got this new song she really likes, but I don’t think it’s going to be available at a shop….”

“Wait, do you mean that loud, goofy song from Aunt Lucca’s fair robot?” Liz asked. “We heard that all the way in the garden on the other side of the castle.”

Oren nodded and said, “Yeah she found the recording and kept playing it. I thought maybe she’d like a music box with that tune… It would certainly be less bothersome for Aunt Lucca and Uncle Janus and it might cheer Zarya up.”

Liz handed Oren the music box. It was a simple wooden box with a wind-up mechanism that played a simple and beautiful tune.

“I’ll help you out cuz it’s something for Zarya but don’t break it,” Liz declared.

Oren nodded and thanked his sister. He reasoned that it couldn’t be that hard to make a music box. However, the next morning he soon found that he couldn’t figure out how it worked just from looking it over besides the fact it used some sort of tiny metal barrel with bumps on it that rolled against a piece that looked like a tiny metal comb. Oren had promised Liz he wouldn’t break the music box and he wasn’t about to disassemble it to figure out how it worked. As he sat there, staring at his sister’s prized possession, he felt a tap on his shoulder.

“Usually you have to wind it up for it to work,” joked his dad. “I thought you and Lucca were working on the Epoch today.”

“We were, but Zarya was having a hard day yesterday so I don’t know when or if Aunt Lucca is coming,” Oren replied. “Aren’t you supposed to be practicing sword stuff with Liz?”

“I was but Liz wanted to take a break to spend some time with your mom and I realized I hadn’t spent any time with you in ages,” Crono replied.

“Don’t you find all this inventing stuff boring?” Oren asked bluntly.

Crono shook his head. “I don’t find it boring. I just don’t understand it when Lucca explains things but I do think it’s amazing she built what she has and that you’re just as smart. You definitely get it from your mom and your granny.”

“You’re not dumb, Dad,” Oren said. 

Crono smiled. “Thanks.”

Peering at the music box, he asked, “So why do you have your sister’s music box?”

Oren looked back at the music box. “I wanted to make one for Zarya to cheer her up. She’s been left out of so much and I wanted to do something nice for her, but I’m afraid to break Liz’s to figure out how it works.”

“Why not just buy one in town?” asked Crono. “It wouldn’t be a big deal to send a servant or go yourself with some guards.”

“That’s what Liz said, but I want to make it with that Gato song… Zarya really liked it and kept trying to play it yesterday but it’s too loud. I thought a music box version would make her happy.”

“Yeah, her dad has enough migraine triggers without that song being blasted across the castle or in their house,” Crono acknowledged. He pondered for a moment. Oren liked to challenge himself and Crono knew his son wouldn’t settle for some store-bought trinket for Zarya.

“Well, if you’re really worried about breaking Liz’s belongings, why not come with me to town, we can see your granny and ask her where she bought it from and buy one you can break,” offered Crono.

Oren chuckled and nodded. There were many times he felt like his parents didn’t understand him but this was one of those times that he felt his dad got him.

~o~O~o~

Gina had seen Crono and Oren arrive from her window. She opened her door to them and greeted them warmly. While the guards remained outside, Crono and Oren entered the house. After she hugged Crono and then Oren, Gina marveled how much Oren had grown. Then she looked at Crono and asked, “How have things been at the castle?” 

“Fine,” Crono replied. “How have you been?”

Gina crossed her arms and said, “Frankly worried about you and your family.”

“Mom, everything is fine,” Crono said assuredly, although Oren could hear the telltale tone of a son who just wanted his mother to not fuss over him.

It was quite a sight to behold. Oren looked on as his father, a tall man dressed in fine clothing befitting a king, was scolded by his grandmother, a little old lady dressed in a simple dress and apron.

“You might be king, but you’re still my son,” Gina said sternly.

“Technically I’m ‘Prince-consort’,” Crono remarked, half-joking in his tone, in an attempt to deflect the issue Gina was bringing up.

“Doesn’t matter,” Gina replied. “You will always be my son and I will always be worried about you.”

“I know what happened to Melichor has had you worried these last few months,” she noted. “But like before, it seems nothing has come of the Mystic’s plotting. I just hope you aren’t robbing Oren and Liz of a normal childhood because of all this.”

“We aren’t looking for a fight, Mom,” promised Crono. “Guardia’s managed to be peaceful all this time and we won’t plan on ending that peace by starting any fights with Medina.”

“Everything is fine, Granny Gina,” Oren said. “Liz is having lots of fun learning more magic and I’ve been helping Aunt Lucca with her inventions… and we came by because Dad thought you could help me with a personal project.” Gina smiled at her grandson. “What sort of project?” Gina listened to Oren’s story about wanting to make a music box for Zarya before nodding and saying that she had one he could use. She went down the hall to her room and came out with a small wooden jewelry box. The underside had a wind-up key and inside was a similar mechanism to the music box Liz owned.

“Take this old thing, the gears have started wearing out so it won’t be a big deal if you take it apart,” Gina remarked.

Oren took the music box and thanked his grandmother. He and Crono promised to visit again soon. Before they left, Gina stopped Crono for a moment and told him how proud she was of how kind and caring Oren was, a testament to how good of a father he was and just how much Oren was like him. “He may not want to use a sword like you and Liz, but he’s as compassionate and driven as you are,” she remarked. “I hope he never loses that.”

Crono nodded. “Me too.”

~o~O~o~

Later, Oren carefully studied the music box his grandmother had given him. Once Lucca provided him with the music sheet for Gato’s song, he was able to figure out how to replicate the tune after a few attempts at making the small metal drum that would produce the notes against the metal comb’s teeth. His efforts resulted in a simple metal box that played a rather pleasant sounding rendition of the loud and obnoxious song once played by the Gato robot. The day finally came to give Zarya her gift. Oren hoped his efforts would cheer up Zarya. She was like a sister to him and he wanted to make her happy given all the craziness that had gone on over the last several months. He offered the carefully wrapped box to her when she and her parents arrived at the castle to celebrate her birthday.

“Happy Birthday, Zarya,” he said, hopeful she would like the gift.

Zarya beamed at Oren and took the box, unwrapping it as fast as she could. She turned the box over and immediately started to turn the key on the bottom. A tinkling, gentle rendition of the funny song from her mom’s robot rang out as the metal comb plinked against the metal drum’s bumps. She giggled and wound the key again once the song came to a stop.

“What do you say to Oren, dear?” Janus prompted.

Zarya looked up from the music box and declared loudly, “Thank you, Oren!”

Oren smiled. Janus and Lucca thanked him as well, noting that she had been asking for the recording ever since she discovered it. This version of the song was tolerable, even if it was a short and repetitive tune. Oren felt proud of himself, more so than he had his flying machines. Those had been fine accomplishments but to make someone who was basically family happy, that’s what really mattered.

[moving-accounts-uwu]

Future Stories/Fanfics!

Hiya! I’m new to the whole Tumblr Author scene so please bear with me and be patient! Below is a list of fandoms and characters I write for, as well as themes. I hope to create both original stories and fanfics soon; I also don’t take requests at the moment either! I want to pump out a few stories before I take on requests, and with the few stories I write I’ll finally make a masterlist so you all can stay updated with series or one-shots for fandoms/characters that you love <3 

Here are some fandoms I will write fanfics for:

- Marvel

- Supernatural

- The Walking Dead

- Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit

- Dead by Daylight

- Halloween

- Friday the 13th

- Predator/Yautja

- Aliens/Xenomorphs

- Days Gone

- Far Cry 5

- Knives Out

- Assassin’s Creed

- Resident Evil (2, 3 & 8)

- Call of Duty (Modern Warfare, Ghosts & WWII)

- Final Fantasy (VII, XIII, XIII-2 & XV)

- Detroit: Become Human

- Legend of Zelda

- Horizon: Zero Dawn

- Prey

- Overwatch

- The Witcher

- Until Dawn

- Evolve 

- Dragon Age

- Stranger Things

Characters I Write For:

- Marvel: Steve, Bucky, Clint, Natasha, Pietro, Wanda, Tony, Peter Parker, Thor, Loki, Ultron, Venom

- Supernatural: Sam, Dean

- The Walking Dead: Daryl, Rick, Carl, Glenn, Maggie, Negan, Jesus

- LOTR/Hobbit: Thorin, Fili, Kili, Bilbo, Dwalin, Thranduil, Azog, Elrond, Bard,  Legolas, Aragorn, Frofo, Samwise, Pippin, Merry, Boromir

- Dead by Daylight: Trapper, Wraith, Michael, Huntress, Legion, Ghost Face, Demogorgon, Oni

- Halloween: Michael Myers

- Friday the 13th: Jason Voorhees 

- Predators: Yautja, Ultimate Yautja

- Aliens: Xenomorph

- Days Gone: Deacon, Boozer

- Far Cry 5: Jacob, Joseph, John, Faith, Staci, Eli, Junior Deputy

- Knives Out: Ransom Drysdale 

- Assassin’s Creed: Altair, Malik, Ezio, Connor, Edward, Arno, Kassandra, Alexios, Evie, Jacob, Eivor

- Resident Evil (2, 3 & 8): Leon, Mr X, Jill, Carlos, Nemesis, Karl Heisenberg

- Call of Duty (MW, Ghosts & WWII): Price, MacTavish, Ghost, Roach, Nikolai, Yuri, Zussman, Logan Walker

- Final Fantasy (VII, XIII, XIII-2 & XV): Cloud, Zack, Tifa, Sephiroth, Vincent, Lightning, Hope, Snow, Fang, Vanille, Yuj, Maqui, Noel, Caius

- Detroit: Become Human: Connor, Markus, Kara, Hank, Daniel, Gavin, Luther

- Legend of Zelda: Link, Sidon, Ganon

- Horizon: Zero Dawn: Aloy, Erend, Varl, Avad, Teb

- Prey: Typhon, Phantom, Mimic, Nightmare, Poltergeist, Technopath

- Overwatch: McCree, Reaper, Soldier 76, Hanzo, Reinhardt, Tracer, Widowmaker, Sombre, Mercy, Junkrat, Genji, Baptiste, Orisa, Zarya

- Witcher: Geralt, Ciri, Jaskier

- Until Dawn: Josh, Sam, Mike, Chris, Wendigo

- Evolve: Goliath, Wraith, Kraken, Behemoth, Gorgon

- Dragon Age: Solas, Varric, Iron Bull, Cassandra, Dorian, Sera, Cullen, Hawke, Cole, Vivienne

- Stranger Things: Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson, Jonathan Byers, Jim Hopper

What I write:

- Series

- One-shots

- Fluff

- Angst

- Smut

- Romance

- Slow Burns

- Enemies to Lovers/Enemies to Friends to Lovers

- Strangers to Lovers/Strangers to Friends to Lovers

- x Reader

- Original Female & Male Characters

- Polyamorous 

- Hurt/Comfort

- Dub-con/Non-con (stories with these will have warnings!!!)

- Kinks

- Monsters

- Aliens

- Robots

- AU’s

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If it is! I really want to hear your thoughts on hog 🥺🥺

Gabe I know you care very little for my Junker men so thankyou for taking the time to ask about the one you hate less that also I adore.

Ask from Here

First Impression

As a Junkrat kinnie of course my first impression of Hog mostly consisted of hot damn oh shit oh fuck holy shit hot damn wowzers hot damn and the like. He’s very sexy and I cannot deny this.

I’ve liked Junkrat for so long, loving Hog just came with it, and I honestly cannot remember when I first started liking either of them.

Impression Now

Same shit, different day. He’s still very sexy. But also now with the added bonus of he’s also very soft, and loving, and baby. He likes pachimari dolls and cute piggy designs and he says silly things and just is living his best life post-trauma. I adore him.

Favorite Moment

Not to get all gay here, but the way he just yoinks up Jamie by the Rip-Tire in Going Legit, page 6, kills me every time. I love just the yoink. The pluck. The gentle lift. Like come on your scrawny rat bastard we got more important shit to do.

Oh to be yoinked by a hog man...

Idea for a Story

I’ve written Hog and Rat too much to justify more ideas. Only about 23% I’ve posted.

My favorite draft, at the moment, of course involves Zenyatta, but more prominently, Zarya. It’s a post joined Overwatch ficlet where Zarya and Roadhog kinda sit in the same space. They don’t like Omnics, for very valid reasons they hate Omnics. But Zenyatta is not a bad Omnic. Lynx17 is not a bad Omnic. There are Omnics that are good, and understanding, and patient.

90% of this fic right now is built on the concept of Zarya and Mako sharing their love of stuffed animals with one another, and it eventually, somehow, turns to therapy as they both get over trauma and are also the buff but soft on the inside MLM/WLW solidarity friendship I deserve.

Unpopular Opinion

Roadhog is NOT Junkrat’s impulse control! Roadhog is NOT Junkrat’s dad! He’s not a babysitter!! He’s unhinged as all hell and it’s 76% his fault they do shitty petty crimes!

Jamies after the big scores! The gold, the glits, the money! Mako’s here for HIM! The ice cream truck? His idea. The Arcade? He needed that Pachimari. The Crown Jewels was a scheme hatched from Roadhog half muttering in passing, “Nice crown...”

This man is just as, if not more, unhinged and self-serving as Junkrat, and we as a fandom need to stop treating him like a babysitter. He’s wild and dumb and takes shit cause he just kinda maybe wanted it a little bit.

No job too big, No score too small.

Favorite Relationship

Not to be completely self-serving on main but Roadrat is my ideal relationship and I will never let it go. Be Gay Do Crime in it’s purest form and I physically will never let it go.

HOWever. I have, for many years, thought about the possibility of Reinhardt and Roadhog being giant gay men just chilling on a couch together with their rowdy child-figures and it does make me happy.

On top of that someone, once upon a time, said to me “What if Roadhog and Mercy dated?” and my brain has been stuck on that what if for years. Because like... yeah....  When pigs fly... would be their ship name....

Favorite Headcanon

Let’s talk about Roadhog’s SELECTIVE MUTISM. Let’s talk about Roadhog’s Autism. Let’s talk about Roadhog’s dissociations and hearing disorders and Regression. Let’s. Talk. About. Mako’s. Asthma.

Aight but actually let’s get into my biggest favorite; The concept that Mako, before Australia went to shit, was some kind of parental-figure.

I love this one. I’ve seen some people give him a little sibling, or just a big family, or a sickly mother he tended to on his own, and these are all fine.

But my biggest Heartbreak and constant canon was the he was, actually, a father. I like to say he had a daughter, cause it makes the cute pink pig aesthetic of life just that much more depressing.

I like to say if she was alive, she’d be Jamie’s age. So she was around 3-5 when she died. This is also my go to because it makes his attachment to Jamison just that much more heartbreaking, even if he doesn’t full realize that’s why he’s so attached to this kid in the first place.

My entire heart aches for a post-parent Mako, struggling with deep rooted mental illnesses, 78% of which he doesn’t even realize he has, just going wild with a boy he just met for unintentional self-harm purposes.