#puppy Jamison Fawkes

[boopedbylucio]

Lúcio is short. He’s gotta hop up for photos like the lil’ frog he is.

Also Junkrat grabbing his tit is so real. Me too. Me too.

(don’t ask how long this took. lúcios suit was a PAIN) (this is a once in a blue moon kind of piece) (I like how Junkrat hair came out tho that’s cool)

[komotionlessqueenmm]

Imagine # 940

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Year posted - 2022

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The loud knock nearly startled (Y/n), who was busy tinkering with her favorite shotgun, Maria. With a small sigh she sat Maria aside, then walked across her quarters to the door, answering it with a dramatic swing of the door. Peering up she smiled at the sight of her friend Roadhog. "Roadie when did you and Jay get back?" Wondered aloud as she opened the door further, inviting him inside. He shook his head however and held out a small Australian Shepard puppy. "Oh my goodness!" (Y/n) squeaked as she snatched the puppy from his hand, cradling it to her chest. "Well where's Junkrat?" (Y/n) wondered as she pet the puppy in her arms, finding it unusual that Junkrat wasn't practically breaking her door down to see her, like he normally does after they get back from a mission.

Roadie pointed to the puppy in her arms, the excited pup attacking her with kisses. "Are you telling me this is Junkrat?" (Y/n) asked as she looked from Roadie to the puppy, when she looked back to Roadhog he nodded his head in agreement. "How did he get turned into a puppy!?!?" (Y/n) exclaimed with worry, cradling the puppy further into her chest, feeling as though he would break if she held him wrong. Roadhog only shrugged his shoulders, turning to leave afterwards. "Wait you can't just leave me here with him like this! What am I supposed to do with him?" (Y/n) called out, sighing when Roadhog only shrugged his shoulders, walking off still. "Well this should be interesting." (Y/n) mused as she held the puppy out, looking into his eyes, a sad smile gracing her lips when she realized he had Junkrats eyes.

"Oh Jay what am I supposed to do with you?" She sighed as she tucked him under her arm, re-entering her quarters she closed the door behind her before setting Junkrat down. "This better not be permanent, or so help me Jay." (Y/n) rest her hands onto her hips, glowering down at him, while he looked ashamed. "Oh Jay." She cooed, finding him incredibly adorable. In an instant he perked up, his tail wagging wildly as he jumped up to rest his front paws against her leg. "You're pretty adorable though I'll give you that." (Y/n) chuckled when he hopped around, trying to chase his tail. She smiled fondly before walking off to mess with Maria again, though when she began walking away, Junkrat gave chase accidentally peeing on the floor in his excitement. "Jamison Fawkes!" (Y/n) hissed when she realized what he'd done, her hands set on her hips. A heavy sigh escaping her when he whined with his head hung in shame. "Don't get so excited next time sugar." She warned before walking to the kitchen to grab some paper towels and disposable gloves.

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Hours had gone by, and Junkrat was still an adorable pup, now curled up in (Y/n)'s lap, sleeping soundly while (Y/n) worked on a miscellaneous drawing. Smiling to herself when puppy Junkrat started whining in his sleep, his little legs kicking as he ran after something in his sleep. Setting aside her drawing she gently rubbed behind his ears, humming under her breath to help calm him down. Suddenly he shot up whimpering loudly while looking around frantically. "Hey calm down sugar." (Y/n) mused as she scratched his little chin, smiling when he nuzzled into the palm of her hand, frantically licking her fingers. "Have a bad dream again Jamie?" She mused as she pet his soft fur, his piercing eyes peering up at her with a little whine. "Well normally I'd ask if you want to talk about it, but I don't think that'll work this time." (Y/n) joked, giggling when puppy Junkrat jumped up onto her chest, licking her face.

"Well I um don't exactly have dog food laying around." (Y/n) stated as she rummaged around the cupboards in her small kitchen. Bark bark!! Puppy Junkrat woofed at her as he chased her around, jumping up in excitement when she pulled open the fridge. "Well for now I guess you can just have people food, shouldn't hurt right?" (Y/n) hummed as she pulled out some leftovers she had from yesterday. "Let me warm it up for ya." (Y/n) insisted when he danced around in excitement. "Don't pee on the floor again!" She quickly warned with a stern frown, laughing when puppy Junkrat sat down looking bashful. "Good boy." She praised while starting the microwave, reaching down to pat his head while the microwave did its thing. He woofed before dancing around in a circle, standing on his hind legs when the microwave dinged. "Alright come on babe." (Y/n) mused after she dished some of the food into a bowl for Junkrat, and the rest onto a plate for herself.

That evening while laying in bed, (Y/n) happily played with puppy Junkrats floppy ears, giggling when he playfully nipped at her hands. "Alright alright I give up, you win." (Y/n) giggled as he gnawed on her thumb, licking the spot he was chewing on afterwards. "Goodnight sugar." (Y/n) hummed before turning off her bedside lamp, happily cuddling puppy Junkrat to her chest. But a few hours later (Y/n) woke up do to the added weight now laying against her. She flicked on her light and gasped at the sight before her. Laying on top of her was a sleepy Junkrat who nuzzled his face into her chest. "Jamison! Baby wake up!" She exclaimed with excitement, nudging his shoulders, giggling when he picked his head up, sleepily rubbing his eyes. "You're you again!" (Y/n) grasped his face between her hands, kissing every inch of his face. "Am I?" He wondered aloud, gasping when he realized he was human again. "I'm me again, I'm me!" He exclaimed before attacking (Y/n) with kisses.

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*I honestly don't know where else to take this one... If you wanna add to it feel free, just tag me so I can read it for myself. 😁

[funkymeihem-fiction]

Special Delivery- Chapter 4

“Sooooo, can we? It’s all working out just how I planned! This is heaps good!”

“Absolutely not.”

“Darl, you’re killin’ me here! Just give it a chance!”

“I am not going to give it any sort of chance.”

“Fockin’ hell, woman! All you gotta do is sit there for a while, while I do all the hard stuff. You get some sort of sick delight in makin’ things more difficult than they gotta be?!”

Mei narrowed her eyes at him behind her glasses. “You are actually asking for my permission to keep me captive? And you expect me to give it to you?”

“Well when you put it like that, of course it’s gonna sound a bit off,” Rat grumbled, bony shoulders hunching as he folded his arms in his most petulant manner. “So let me put it in a much better way for you. You’ve got blokes what are still looking for you, the kind who want to kill me and Hog and take you to the Big Boss who wanted you in the first place. Now, neither of us want that to happen, do we? Of course we don’t! So why don’t you just sit tight here at Junkrat’s Bed and Breakfast for just a while longer, and once the air’s cleared a bit and there aren’t so many eyes trying to find you, we’ll sneak you out somewhere safer. We’ll get you to a city, and you show up as pretty as you are right now, and then you go on your merry whilst yours truly collects the reward! Easy peasy!”

“There is nothing easy or peasy about that!” Mei shot back, pointing to the chain still shackled to her leg. “And what were you talking about before? What other junkers? What’s a Big Boss?”

He scratched at his sparsely-haired head, and she tried not to wince when his locks actually crunched under his fingertips. They must have been so filthy with soot and dirty that they stood almost straight out. With a shrug, he leaned back on both arms and regarded her curiously. “You mean you really dunno? You can’t remember anything?”

She hugged herself again. “No. I remember being on a side street in Sydney and realizing someone was following me. I don’t know how many there were, because I turned around to face them, but there was another one, and then I must have blacked out. I think they drugged me? And then I wake up here with a chain around my leg and…I thought you…”

Junkrat sucked on a tooth, giving her a look that resembled pity, or at least the most pity that was to be had from a junker. “Well no wonder you’ve been nattering nonsense, then! Poor little pookie, had no idea what was going on. Lookit, sometimes the higher-ups in Junkertown get a taste for something fancy. So they’ll send out some boys to hit the cities for whatever they want. Sounds to me like the Big Boss decided he wanted himself a certain type of lady. And I know the bloke you were meant for, darl. Not someone who would’ve done you any good, none at all!”

“You mean they would have-”

“Uh huh.”

She averted her gaze, pulling her blanket tighter around herself. “How did you find me?”

“Let’s just call that a ‘happy accident’, yeah? I just happened to intercept the caravan what was carrying their special delivery. Didn’t know the delivery was you, of course. Was ransacking the lorries and found you tied up in the trunk. Completely in the nuddy, crammed in there like a wrapped up parcel. Might have seen a bit of red when I realized what was going on. So me and Hog took care of them all, right then and there. Like I said, killed them all to the last man.” His strange eyes swerved back to her expectantly, clearly wanting praise again.

Mei thinned her lips, unsure whether to be happy with that news or not. Generally she abhorred killing of any sort. But it was hard to get  upset over the deaths of men who would do such heinous things. She just nodded meekly and let him talk. He seemed to like talking.

“Knew the Big Boss would be out scouring every corner of the Outback, looking for you and looking for the ones what killed his boys and took everything from him. Left him a false trail, and then Hog and I went roundabout and took you to my home sweet home. Tried to get you some pants, honest I did. But--” he gestured to his exceedingly scrawny waist, wrapping both hands around it so his fingers touched— “nothing doing, measurements wise. Work in progress, no worries. I’ll get you something comfy.”

“And you’re sure the chain was really necessary?”

“I should bloody well say so, since the first thing you did when you slipped it was to run off and near kill yourself. After all the trouble I went through? Too dangerous for you to go scampering about. Maybe if you behave, we can talk about your Casa de Junkrat privileges. But until then, you can only go on walkies when I’m with you. Can’t let the other junkers spy you out.”

She gave him a dirty look, but took a deep breath and remained calm. This new information changed things. “Listen, Junkrat. I believe you when you say you rescued me from those men. I’m thankful. I really am. But if you can just get me a communication signal, I can contact my, um…associates? If I can’t, you’re going to have a lot more complicated things to deal with than just other junkers.”

“Oi, that a threat? Really?”

“No! I’m not trying to threaten you. I’m just saying, I have friends who might get the wrong impression if they’re able to track me down and find me chained to a wall in whatever this place is. And I don’t want you to get hurt if things go bad.”

His eyes went gooey again, leaning towards her. “Ya do care!”

“I don’t want you or anyone to get hurt, is what I meant!” she clarified quickly, setting her jaw and scooting away. “This is all just a big misunderstanding. So, if you just let me call them, I can just have them pick me up.”

“Now now now, what about the money? They’re not the ones offering the reward for your return, are they?”

“Money? I’m not sure they can… I mean, I can ask them when I call--”

“AH HA!” He pointed at her suddenly with a screaming laugh, his filthy finger almost in her face and making her reel back so hard that she nearly fell over. “Trying to give ol’ Junkrat the slip, are we? Well I’m onto you. ‘Not sure’ if they got the money or not. And if they don’t, they’re gonna come here and rescue you and blow my cover. And then I’m left with no reward and a Big Boss and his Boys after my hide! Hard pass, darl. Hard pass.”

“Junkrat, you can’t just--”

“Nope! Sorry, love, but seeing as I’m the brains of our special little trio here, we’re going to do things my way. Don’t fret your beautiful little head, Mei. You’ll still be getting out, and I’ll still be getting a fat stack of credits for your safe return. I mean, that is, unless you decide you want to stay here.” He leaned towards her and clasped his hands together, metal digits clicking on his mechanical one. “We can skip the whole thing, if you want. If you wanna stay.”

There was that wounded and lovesick puppy expression on his face again, but she turned him away as primly as she had before. “Listen, Mr. Rat-”

“Heh! Hehehehe! Mr. Rat! I like that! You’re funny, Mei. I like ‘em funny. Junkrat’s just my esteemed moniker. Real name’s Jamison Fawkes, the Third, Esquire, Junior, and some other things I forgot. You like it?” He crammed himself closer to her again.

Savior or not, she was getting very close to physically shoving him about now. Trying to rein in her temper, Mei took a deep breath and held up a hand to keep him at bay. “Okay. Mr. Fawkes. If you would please stop interrupting me every other — ”

"Word? See! We’re finishing each other’s sentences already!”

“Mr. Fawk— ”

“You can call me Jamison! Or Jamie. Or Mr. Fawkes. Or Junkrat. Or Mr. Rat. Or you can make up any ol’ pet name for me that you like.” 

“Mr.—”

“How about Pooky Bear?”

Mei just put her face in her hands and gave up, sighing through her fingers.

She couldn’t tell someone like him about Overwatch. Winston had offered her a place among them, but Overwatch as an entity had been made illegal and the world had changed so much in nine years that it felt like she was starting all over again. She’d taken it upon herself to head back out into a world that had left her behind, trying to catch up on everything she had missed. The environment summit in Sydney was supposed to be the start of her getting her career back on track. And like everything else in her life, it had gone completely off the rails.

At least one of theme seemed excited about this whole mess. Junkrat picked up her dirty meal tray, scraping a stray piece of egg away with his fingers and sucking them clean. It looked like he also sucked a healthy amount of dirt off the tips of them, and they came away slightly less gray than before. Mei wrinkled her nose at him, and he grinned back at her.

“Now I can understand that you got concerns, but it won’t be all bad. You can watch the telly whenever you like, I’ll get you some of Hog’s books, get you something proper to wear, and whatever else you want. Think of it as an impromptu vacation?” His long spine creaked as he leapt up off the ground, tossing the dirty tray into the dry basin of his makeshift sink. “Or a junker style sleepover! S’gonna get dark soon. You know, you’re lucky you’re not in with Roadhog. The sounds he makes when he snores, you’d think he was dyin’. You don’t snore, do you?”

“No. I don’t snore.” Mei glumly propped her chin atop her knees. She couldn’t be too terse with a man who, though annoying, seemed to have at least decent intentions towards her. She would still need to press the issue about getting a call out to her friends, but maybe one night would satisfy Junkrat’s savior complex and she could talk some sense into him later.

Maybe.

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He’d talked her into it! The poor little not-doctor had just been confused this whole time, that was all. She’d been afraid that he was one of the blokes out to do her harm. But now she finally understood that he was the furthest thing from it, and a proper gent. Probably was still a bit shellshocked from it all, but he’d convinced her to see things his way for now. Still needed to keep an eye on her while she settled in, of course. She probably still thought she might get a signal out to someone, and unwittingly bring ruin upon them both. But he could talk some sense into her later.

Junkrat was sure of it.

What poor Mei needed now was to relax and de-stress. Frankly, he could use a de-stresser himself. It had been a hell of a day for them both. At least his balls had stopped aching, although his throat was going to be in a state for a while yet. But she’d just been scared and hadn’t meant it, so he could forgive her, of course.

He thought that maybe offering her a massage was the ticket, because nothing was more soothing than being all rubbed up on by someone who didn’t want to kill you. But for reasons he didn’t entirely understand, she still looked a little upset. At least she still wasn’t cringing away from him like before, but even though she was safe and she was fed and had a place to rest, she looked unhappy. Maybe it was just some sort of fancy lady problems that men like him would never understand. He would just have to try harder.

“Junkrat?” she said.

His heart had grown little wings which fluttered every time she said his name. Even when she called him ‘Mr. Rat’, which was still hilarious, he still loved any way she addressed him. Anything that fell out of those soft little pink lips could be nothing less than perfection.

Until she finished with “I’d like to be alone, please. Sorry.”

Scratch that. That was less than perfection, right there. He felt his heart sink, but quickly reminded himself that of course she was still all mixed up and scared. Fancy ladies were delicate things, after all, and she needed time to acclimate. Probably best to nix the massage and give her some space. So he brightened and nodded. “Of course, of course! Sure you got a lot on your mind, heh. Promise you, it’ll all look brighter in the morning. Gotta go talk shop with Hog anyway, but I’ll be back soon. Uh…You need anything?”

“No, thank you. I just…I just need to think. Sorry.”

Frowning, he rubbed awkwardly at one arm and suddenly wasn’t sure what to do with his hands. He eventually settled on shoving them into his torn pockets and nodding as he slouched on out the door. “Arright, arright. Guess it’s not much good for thinking if I’m yammering away. I’ll be back soon, though. So you just…think? Uh…Yeah.”

There was no answer and she wasn’t looking at him, and he couldn’t help feeling disheartened as he shut the door and locked her in.

Traipsing across the dusty yard, kicking an empty tin can along the way, he made his way to Roadhog’s side of the compound, in the much larger garage and farmhouse that the old bikie called home. Rapping loudly on the door beforehand, he took the liberty to invite himself in as he always did. Roadhog had given up on breaking him of that habit ages ago.

Hog was bereft of his mask, though somehow the dim lighting always seemed the conceal the man’s face anyway. He stood before his cookstove, the blue and red flames throwing odd shadows across features marred with scar tissue and the bristles of a white beard. The smell of something frying was heavy in the air, and Junkrat’s stomach promptly forgot that he had just eaten and growled for more.

“Oi, Roadie.” Rat scraped a chair out from the table, slumping down onto it. Sighing dramatically for attention, he leaned back and propped both peg and boot up onto the table.

“Guess she didn’t manage to kill you, then.” Hog remained on-task, not bothering to look his way.

“Nah, mate! Me and her, we had a real sit down together, talked it out, explained the rules to her. Uh…updates to that whole situation, actually. Did ya know she’s someone important?” Rat said, balancing his chair carefully on two legs just to keep himself busy.

Roadhog just grunted, giving his cookpan a shake.

Rat still jittered with nervous energy, continuing on. “Her name’s Mei, by the by. Mei-Ling Zhou. She’s a doctor, but not the right type of one so it don’t really matter. She’s got really pretty eyes. I know because that’s where I’ve been looking instead of her tits. See, I know how to be a gent. And it turns out she’s worth money, Roadie.”

“How much money?” Hog sprinkled sesame seeds onto the saucy chicken and fried noodles. Grumbling to himself, he pulled a smaller plate from the shelf nearby, slopping some of the cooking onto it before dumping the rest into a large mixing bowl, bringing both to the table and sliding the small portion over to his employer. Then he promptly shoved the younger man’s legs off his table and sent him tumbling onto the floor.

Rat landed with a crashing yelp and a rattle of spare parts and metal limbs. Leaping back upright and brushing himself off in a very offended way, he shot Hog a very brief glare before sitting at the table in the right way. Grabbing up a fork and shoveling noodles into his mouth, he spoke around his food. “Forget, but there was plenty of zeroes in it. There’s a reward for her return, see? I’ve already laid it out for her, and she’s game. We just got to keep her safe and quiet for a bit while the heat’s still on, and then we break for Sydney and come back with stacks of credits, and nobody in town the wiser.”

“All right,” Hog said, opening scarred lips to nibble with more delicate precision at a sliced chicken breast.

“So no splattering her pretty bits out on the sand!” Rat snapped, spraying soy sauce from his mouth in his haste. “She’s a fancy thing, really soft and delicate-like. Ya gotta be real gentle, can’t accidentally kill her or anything.”

“Hmm.”

“You got a lot of experience with fancy ladies, mate?”

“Hmm?”

“What do I gotta do to impress a fancy lady type? You know, to get her to like me?”

“…You?” Hog paused with his fork halfway to his mouth, looking his younger cohort up and down. Then he began laughing so hard that his entire body shoot, immense belly wobbling against the table. “Bwwwwrrahaaa-ha-ha-haaa!”

“Fuck you Hog! Fuck you!” Rat shrilled, hurling his fork and an empty cup at him. They bounced harmlessly off his gut. “You don’t know nothing about nothing! I can figure it out on my own!”

Hog reined in his laughter with a wet snort. “Warned you not to get attached to your new pet. Last time I saw you two, she’d choked you out in the shit heap and busted your balls open.”

“That was just a misunderstanding, an accident. That’s all. She didn’t mean it. She might still give it a go with me! You dunno anything!”

“Calm down, Rat. That’s the first thing you gotta do.”

Junkrat perked up both ears, leaning forward eagerly. Unfortunately, Hog took his time and devoured several more mouthfuls of noodles and chicken before saying anything more. Grumbling, Rat rapped his knuckles on the table. “Okay! Yeah! Calm down, that makes sense. Fancy ladies are easily spooked. Like a horse or one of those faintin’ goats on the videos. S’hilarious. You ever see a goat faint, Hog? Or a—”

“Don’t compare them to horses or goats.”

“Right, right, right! Okay, what else? Give me something good. We aren’t exactly startin’ off on a great foot here to begin with. Uh, she’s not too fond of me chaining her to a wall, and having no pants on, and some of the finer details.”

Roadhog uttered a massive sigh. “Why bother? Just turn her in for the money.”

Looking conflicted, Rat busied himself by shoving the last of his noodle slop into his bottomless stomach before wiping at his stained chin with one arm. “I dunno. I mean, I know we’re gonna put her up for the reward. But s’just…ya know? We got some time until then. And she’s not a junker so…I dunno. Maybe she don’t know who I am yet, so she won’t laugh me off right away? Like maybe there’s still a tiny chance. I’m still at least half a blue-blooded bloke, I still got the parts what matter. Maybe she won’t notice the bad bits? Maybe she… I dunno.”

Hog eyed him a little more carefully, frowning at something he must have said. “Hm. Rat—”

“And have you seen her tits? Fucking amazing. She’s an absolute beaut.”

“Other shoe always drops,” Hog sighed. “First, get her something to wear. Make her comfortable. And try not to overwhelm the girl with…you.”

“Okay, yeah! Pants first. I mean, she’s gotta wear pants before I can get in them, ya know what I’m saaaayin’?” Rat leaned to the side, jabbing his mate in the side with one uncomfortably pointy elbow. “Ya hear?”

Hog just sighed again.

“Yeah, yeah, okay. Just reel myself in maybe a little bit. Make sure she’s comfy while she’s here. Make sure those bludgers don’t come and try to get her back. Rip ‘em to shreds if they do, every last one of ‘em.”

“They better not even know she’s here,” Roadhog rumbled dangerously. “Keep her quiet. Can’t fight a whole army.”

“Quiet as a mouse, promise. Pile on those creature comforts until she’s happy here. Oh! Right, uh, you got any broccoli?”

“…Broccoli?”

“She said she won’t eat meat. Fuckin’ weirdest thing I’ve heard all day, but arright. Vegetarian. Vegetarians love broccoli, don’t they?”

“…You’re trying. I’ll get something.”

“Thanks, mate!”

Rat chattered away the hours while Hog mostly ignored him and focused on other things, and interrupted him only to point out that the sun was down and he had a guest to tend to. Scrambling back out the door with a wave and a renewed sense of hope, Junkrat went strutting back to his own side of the yard, sliding his keys into the proper locks in the proper order. He just had to keep his head, that was all. Keep things under control, and impress her, and she’d be begging for kisses and more by the end of the week.

Flinging open the door, he barreled through happily, crowing aloud. “I’m hooome! Mei? Mei! What’re you— OH FOR FUCK’S SAKE!”

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Urick (HOUSE 145)

DUNGEON & FIGHTER

Male Mage (Dimension Walker) (HOUSE 118)

DURARARA!!

Izaya Orihara (CONDO 401)

ECHO

En (APARTMENT 330)

ELSWORD

Ainchase Ishmael (Richter) (CONDO 446)

ENSEMBLE STARS

Chiaki Morisawa (CONDO 417)

ERGO PROXY

Vincent Law / Ergo Proxy (APARTMENT 341)

THE EVIL WITHIN

Stefano Valentini (HOUSE 127)

FATE

Assassin (Charles Henri Sanson) (HOUSE 170)

Assassin (Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde) (TOWNHOUSE 262)

Berserker (Florence Nightingale) (APARTMENT 312)

Berserker (Sakata Kintoki) (CONDO 437)

Caster (William Shakespeare) (APARTMENT 354)

Foreigner (Katsushika Hokusai) (HOUSE 151)

Lancer (Diarmuid Ua Duibhne) (CONDO 445)

Rider (Quetzalcoatl) (CONDO 408)

Rider of Red (Achilles) (TOWNHOUSE 207)

Saber (Richard I) (Richard I's House (Archimedes))

FINAL FANTASY

Balthier (TOWNHOUSE 240)

Cloud Strife (CONDO 422)

Fordola rem Lupis (HOUSE 139)

Genesis Rhapsodos (CONDO 439)

Lunafreya Nox Fleuret (TOWNHOUSE 248)

Warrior of Light (Arishan Ruruwai) (HOUSE 126)

Warrior of Light (Kerasos Kahkol) (CONDO 424)

Zack Fair (HOUSE 171)

Zephirin (APARTMENT 333)

FIRE EMBLEM

Nina (APARTMENT 350)

Pieri (APARTMENT 338)

FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S

Mike Schmidt (CONDO 441)

William Afton (Scraptrap) (OUTSIDE)

FOOD FANTASY

Coffee (HOUSE 144)

FREE!

Rin Matsuoka (TOWNHOUSE 225)

FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST

Alphonse Elric (CONDO 415)

Riza Hawkeye (CONDO 435)

FUTURE CARD BUDDYFIGHT

Gao Mikado (HOUSE 119)

Kakeru Futaboshi (HOUSE 175)

Kanata Ozora (CONDO 433)

Noboru Kodo (CONDO 435) *BROKEN URL

Ranma Kakogawa (CONDO 470)

Red Riding Hood Emma (HOUSE 153)

GIGANTIC

Rutger (APARTMENT 353) *BROKEN URL

GOBLIN SLAYER

Goblin Slayer (Ted) (CONDO 428)

GOD EATER

Soma Schicksal (HOUSE 125)

GOD HAND

Gene (CONDO 447)

GRANBLUE FANTASY

Arthur (TOWNHOUSE 231)

Brodia/Alexiel (HOUSE 147) *BROKEN URL

Mordred (TOWNHOUSE 231)

Narmaya (TOWNHOUSE 253)

Threo (TOWNHOUSE 220)

Vane (APARTMENT 369) *BROKEN URL

GRIEFER BELT

Lars Van Allen (Miriam's House (Fibonacci))

GUNDAM

Lockon Stratos/Neil Dylandy (HOUSE 121)

GUNNERKRIGG COURT

Antimony Carver (CONDO 428)

HALLOWEEN

Michael Myers (HOUSE 138) *DROPPED

A HAT IN TIME

The Conductor (APARTMENT 342)

HELLSING

Seras Victoria (Seras's House (Cotes))

HOMESTUCK

Chahut Maenad (TOWNHOUSE 267)

Diamonds Droog (HOUSE 112)

Equius Zahhak (CONDO 401)

Hearts Boxcars (HOUSE 109)

Marsti Houtek (HOUSE 172)

Marvus Xoloto (HOUSE 159)

Roxy Lalonde (CONDO 404)

Stelsa Sezyat (HOUSE 135)

Tavros Nitram (APARTMENT 301)

Terezi Pyrope (APARTMENT 318)

Tyzias Entykk (TOWNHOUSE 263)

HORIZON ZERO DAWN

Aloy (HOUSE 106)

HOUSEKI NO KUNI

Bortz (CONDO 436)

HUNTER X HUNTER

Gon Freecss (APARTMENT 351)

HYPER LIGHT DRIFTER

Drifter (APARTMENT 329)

HYPNOSIS MIC

Dice Arisugawa (APARTMENT 334) *BROKEN URL

Samatoki Aohitsugi (HOUSE 159)

IDOLISH7

Ryuunosuke Tsunashi (CONDO 407)

Ten Kujou (CONDO 423)

INUYASHA

Sesshomaru (HOUSE 152)

INVISIBLE INC.

Matei "Draco" Cernat (TOWNHOUSE 240)

JIBAKU SHOUNEN HANAKO-KUN

Nene Yashiro (HOUSE 156)

JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE

Bruno Bucciarati (TOWNHOUSE 220)

Joseph Joestar (HOUSE 149)

Jotaro Kujo (HOUSE 129)

Leone Abbacchio (HOUSE 172)

K PROJECT

Mikoto Suoh (APARTMENT 338)

Totsuka Tatara (APARTMENT 360)

KAGEROU PROJECT

Konoha (CONDO 426)

Kuroha (CONDO 416)

Tsubomi Kido (CONDO 461)

KAMEN RIDER

Kadoya Tsukasa (TOWNHOUSE 243)

KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN

Chrome Dokuro (APARTMENT 311)

Fran (APARTMENT 327)

Hibari Kyoya (TOWNHOUSE 240)

Squalo Superbi (CONDO 444)

KEN GA KIMI

Kayo (APARTMENT 319)

KILL LA KILL

Mako Mankanshoku (TOWNHOUSE 221)

KINGDOM HEARTS

Demyx (CONDO 432)

Even (Vexen) (TOWNHOUSE 257)

Ventus (APARTMENT 344)

KIZNAIVER

Hajime Tenga (CONDO 402)

LAMENTO BEYOND THE VOID

Shui (HOUSE 104)

LEAGUE OF LEGENDS

Neeko (CONDO 460)

Rakan (HOUSE 128)

LEGEND OF ZELDA

Zelda (Breath of the Wild) (CONDO 456)

LIVE A LIVE

Oboromaru (HOUSE 153) *DASH ONLY

MABINOGI

Elatha (Aichi's House (Cotes))

MAGI LABYRINTH OF MAGIC

Ja'far (APARTMENT 361)

MARVEL

Jessica Jones (TOWNHOUSE 264)

Loki Laufeyson (Ikol) (Earth-616) (APARTMENT 312)

Thor Odinson (APARTMENT 301)

MEDAKA BOX

Kurokami Medaka (APARTMENT 330)

MEGAMAN

Roll (TOWNHOUSE 230)

MONOGATARI

Hitagi Senjougahara (HOUSE 107)

Kiss-Shot (APARTMENT 318)

Suruga Kanbaru (TOWNHOUSE 212)

MONSTER HIGH

Draculaura (HOUSE 165)

MOTHER SERIES

Claus (HOUSE 172)

MY HERO ACADEMIA (BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA)

Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic) (CONDO 426)

Kaminari Denki (CONDO 464)

Kyouka Jirou (Headphone Jack) (CONDO 445)

Midoriya Izuku (APARTMENT 350)

Tamaki Amajiki (HOUSE 113)

Toshinori Yagi (All Might) (APARTMENT 302)

MYSTERY SKULLS

Arthur (TOWNHOUSE 246)

MYSTIC MESSENGER

Yoosung Kim (APARTMENT 362)

NARUTO

Neji Hyuga (HOUSE 101)

Sasori (TOWNHOUSE 217)

NIER

9S (HOUSE 138)

A2 (APARTMENT 337)

No. 4 (APARTMENT 317)

NIGHT IN THE WOODS

Casey Hartley (APARTMENT 360)

OBSOLETE DREAM

Kurotsuno (HOUSE 117)

OCTOPATH TRAVELER

Therion (CONDO 409)

OFF

Sugar (CONDO 432)

ONE PIECE

Portgas D. Ace (HOUSE 130)

Sanji (HOUSE 149)

ONMYOJI

Hiromasa (HOUSE 140)

Kamikui (TOWNHOUSE 260)

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

Cliona Finn (CONDO 446)

Deborah Yoon Chestnut (APARTMENT 353)

Eli McKendal (APARTMENT 330)

Ellis Morgan (CONDO 468)

Fin (HOUSE 105)

Hadwyn Murolo (CONDO 440)

Hawthorne Althaea Rolohden (CONDO 431)

Liu Canglong (HOUSE 159)

Mira Lumren (CONDO 440)

Nemi Ollin (HOUSE 171)

Oni (Ibaraki Doji) (HOUSE 152)

Pembroke (APARTMENT 337)

Rose Castavet (HOUSE 117)

Shade (TOWNHOUSE 244)

Zack Ledger (HOUSE 161)

OVERWATCH

Brigitte Lindholm (HOUSE 145)

Fareeha Amari (Pharah) (APARTMENT 356)

Hanzo Shimada (CONDO 459)

Jamison Fawkes (Junkrat) (APARTMENT 328)

Lucio Correia dos Santos (Lucio) (APARTMENT 356)

OXENFREE

Alex (APARTMENT 345)

PANDORA HEARTS

Reim Lunettes (HOUSE 166)

PERSONA

Fuuka Yamagishi ("Meme House" (Golden))

Marie (HOUSE 130)

Rise Kujikawa (HOUSE 152)

Tae Takemi (CONDO 435)

Yukari Takeba (HOUSE 120)

RE ZERO

Felix Argyle (CONDO 459)

RISE OF THE GUARDIANS

Nicholas St. North (CONDO 446)

RUINER

Puppy (CONDO 448)

RWBY

Hazel Rainart (CONDO 455)

Sun Wukong (HOUSE 114)

Tyrian Callows (HOUSE 162)

SAINTS ROW

Killbane (APARTMENT 334)

SAIYUKI

Sha Gojyo (APARTMENT 334)

THE SANTA CLAUSE

Scott Calvin/Santa Claus (HOUSE 136) *BROKEN URL

SCARY GODMOTHER

Hannah Marie (HOUSE 102)

SCP FOUNDATION

SCP-2337/Doctor Spanko (CONDO 429)

SENNEN MEIKYUU NO NANA OUJI

Zan Audupon (APARTMENT 322)

SHE-RA AND THE PRINCESSES OF POWER

Adora (She-Ra) (APARTMENT 346)

Catra (APARTMENT 359)

Princess Glimmer (TOWNHOUSE 241)

SHOUJO KAGEKI REVUE STARLIGHT

Nana Daiba (CONDO 405)

Tendou Maya (CONDO 428)

SINOALICE

Snow White (HOUSE 146) *BROKEN URL

SOLO LEVELING

Sung Jin Woo (CONDO 450)

SOMA

Simon Jarret (TOWNHOUSE 253)

SPLATOON

Agent 8 (HOUSE 123)

Pearl (APARTMENT 334)

STAR OCEAN

Albel Nox (HOUSE 134)

Noel Chandler (HOUSE 120)

Rena Lanford (CONDO 443)

STAR VS. THE FORCES OF EVIL

Eclipsa (APARTMENT 373)

Marco Diaz (TOWNHOUSE 251)

Tom (HOUSE 111)

STEVEN UNIVERSE

Pink Diamond (HOUSE 174)

SUPER MARIO

Princess Peach (APARTMENT 348)

TALES OF

Lloyd Irving (HOUSE 146)

Ludger Will Kresnik (APARTMENT 333)

Luke fon Fabre (HOUSE 157)

Marta Lualdi (Apartment 321)

Natalia Luzu Kimlasca Lanvaldear (TOWNHOUSE 230)

Zelos Wilder (TOWNHOUSE 204)

TEZUKA'S STAR SYSTEM

Hammond Egg (TOWNHOUSE 239)

THOMAS AND FRIENDS

Percy (APARTMENT 340)

TO ARU MAJUTSU NO INDEX

Accelerator (TOWNHOUSE 223)

TOKYO GHOUL

Haise Sasaki (TOWNHOUSE 256)

Uta (CONDO 441)

TOKYO MEW MEW

Minto Aizawa (APARTMENT 322)

TOTALLY SPIES

Clover (APARTMENT 310)

TOTSUKUNI NO SHOUJO

Shiva (CONDO 403) *BROKEN URL

TOUHOU

Remilia Scarlet (TOWNHOUSE 211)

Seiga Kaku (APARTMENT 352)

Youmu Konpaku (TOWNHOUSE 206)

TOUKEN RANBU

Mikazuki Munechika (TOWNHOUSE 235)

Ookurikara (CONDO 448) *BROKEN URL

TSURUNE

Masaki Takigawa (HOUSE 174)

UMINEKO NO NAKU KORO NI

Lambdadelta (CONDO 441)

Willard H. Wright (APARTMENT 307)

UNDERTALE

Papyrus (APARTMENT 319)

Sans Undertale (TOWNHOUSE 209)

UTA NO PRINCE SAMA

Mikaze Ai (HOUSE 117)

VOCALOID

Rin Kagamine (TOWNHOUSE 235)

VOLTRON

Lance (TOWNHOUSE 234)

WAKFU

Percedal & Rubilax (APARTMENT 324)

THE WALKING DEAD

Louis (CONDO 432)

WICKED WOLVES

Ruka (APARTMENT 323)

WOLF'S RAIN

Kiba (HOUSE 164)

THE WORLD ENDS WITH YOU

Coco Atarashi (TOWNHOUSE 216)

Joshua Kiryu (HOUSE 123)

Sanae Hanekoma (TOWNHOUSE 255)

WORLD TRIGGER

Murakami Kou (APARTMENT 348)

XENOBLADE CHRONICLES

Cross (APARTMENT 322)

Mythra (HOUSE 132) *BROKEN URL

YAKUZA

Makoto Makimura (HOUSE 130)

ZAREGOTO

Tomo Kunagisa (APARTMENT 301)

ZERO ESCAPE

Light Field (Snake) (HOUSE 115)

ZOMBIELAND SAGA

Junko Konno (HOUSE 125)

Saki Nikaido (APARTMENT 318)

[grovestep]

Skate Into My Heart [LucioxJR Ch. 2]

Author’s Notes: Chapter 2 of my BoomBox fic!  You can also find me on Archive of Our Own @ grovestep Click here for chapter 1 Chapter Summary: In which Jamie is summoned to the park to fix a skate emergency. Chapter warnings: Language, mentions of Jamie’s prosthetic leg, lowkey sad

Chapter 2: The Curious Case of the Skates in the Park  

Jamison Fawkes would be lying if he said he hadn’t checked his phone an embarrassing amount of times ever since the dashing DJ left his apartment. At work he would sneak a peek while changing the oil of a car, pull it out during a paint job, or use his elbows to activate the home screen when his hands were full with a wrench and screwdriver. At home he would jump at every notification, looking at the messages with wide eyes until he realized they were not what he was looking for.

Mako had noticed. He noticed everything, to Jamie’s distaste. He loomed over Jamie’s shoulder when he thought he was being sneaky, shadowing Jamie’s view of his screen.

“An emergency, Junkrat?” Mako said in his deep rumble of a voice.

"Would you believe me if I said I'm waitin' for a text from me mum?" Jamie asked, giving the wall of a man the best puppy dog eyes he could muster. Mako shook his head, crossing his arms, and looked at Jamie with eyes that could kill. Jamie gulped. He thought not. Even Mako knew he was estranged from his family. He shoved his phone back into his pocket, not wanting to lose money off his paycheck. Or an arm. When Mako didn't move from his stance blocking Jamie's exit, the smaller man looked up at him. He placed his hands against Mako's stomach and pushed. "C'mon, mate! I put it away, now lemme get back to my work!" he said, but his boss didn't budge. "You can talk to me, you know," Mako said. It was soft, quiet. A voice he reserved for good friends, and good friends only. Jamie averted his eyes, shivering under Mako's razor-sharp gaze. "It's nothin', really. I swear it," Jamie said as he crossed his heart with his fingers. He managed to look back up at his boss, no, his friend with a lopsided grin. Mako didn't need to say anything, his facial expression was enough. He wasn't buying it. "Listen, it's somethin', but it's somethin' I can handle. For now. I guess. Just...trust me, alright? I got it. It's dumb anyways," he said, realizing too late that he was babbling and he hoped Mako didn't read into it. The larger man squinted his eyes at Jamie. It felt like an eternity before he nodded, stepping aside to let Jamie pass and get back to work. Jamie's shoulders immediately slumped as he felt the tension seep away.

—

A week and a half later Jamie had given up hope and shoved the memory of that damned easy smile and deep brown eyes into the back of his head. He was once again staring up at the underbelly of another car, picking apart what he could see with his eyes, formulating his next move. His phone was shoved in his pocket and jabbed uncomfortably into his side as he lay on the mechanic’s creeper. The phone went off with a loud ring. Jamie flew up from the creeper, banging his head on the underbelly of the car. The ring echoed in his ears even as the phone stopped. He slid out from under the car to avoid another head trauma, and despite himself, quickly opened the phone to check the message.

His heart skipped a beat as he read the text.

Hey! Can you come by the park @ 6? I have skate problem to be fixed ASAP.

The text was signed Lucio, followed by a smiling frog emote. Jamison was glad he was already laying down, or else he would have called flat on his ass. He stared at the text for a long while, fingers ghosting over a reply, but never getting the courage to type out a message. He looked around the shop, making sure Mako wasn't around to chastise him or interrogate him about what was more important than his job. Satisfied that the man wasn't going to jump out and surprise him, he typed back a reply. Why not the shop? - J Time seemed to stand still as Jamie waited for a reply. He sat on his mechanic's creeper, staring down at the phone like it would jump up and bite him. Was he too rude? Should he just agree to go? Should he have replied at all? He bit his bottom lip, worrying it between his teeth. Stupid, stupid, stupi-- Just come by! I'll make it worth your while. -Lucio The text was signed with a...winking frog emoji? Jamie squinted at the text. He quirked his eyebrows, wondering what that could mean. What did he mean by 'worth your while?' A million scenarios raced through Jamie's head, none of them good. Well, some of them good, but the majority of them very, very bad. He felt light headed, and laid back onto the board with wheels just to feel grounded. He laid his palms flat on the cold concrete floor, his phone resting on his stomach. Why would Lucio want him to come to the park instead of the shop? His mind parroted back a million different memories of people playing pranks on him when he was younger, taking advantage of his gullible nature. Could this be like that? Was he going to coax him out of the comfort of his shop only to embarrass him in front of his friends? He scrubbed his hands over his face, letting out a deep sigh. His phone dinged again, and he felt the vibration quake through his stomach. Please? Jamie let out a groan. He thought of those brown eyes, and how they would undoubtedly be giving him a stellar puppy dog look. They probably worked on all of his fan girls. He thought of those soft lips quirking into a pout. He might even take his bandanna off and clutch it to his chest, a-la Puss in Boots. With another groan, he typed out a reply. I will be there. He resisted the urge to include a smiley face or other equally as embarrassing emoji. Lucio was just being a friendly customer, that was all. He busted his skates again and couldn't make it across town to the shop. His mind still buzzed with anxiety, but he managed to anchor himself in reality just enough to become a functional human being. He hauled himself to his feet, glancing at the clock. He still had a couple hours to kill, so he busied himself with Mr. Reyes' paint job on his sleek black motorcycle. He got lost in the motions of painting skulls and shotguns on dark metal, pushing the image of Lucio's lips, and Lucio's eyes, and Lucio's abs and Lucio-- The raucous alarm he had set on his phone broke him out of the litany. He glanced at the clock. 5:45. He should start heading over. His clothes were speckled with black and white paint, and there were red ridges along his cheeks and nose where the paint mask had been, but he didn't have time to care. He made sure Mr. Reyes' bike was properly taken care of before booking it out of the shop. A part of his mind urged him not to rush and make a fool of himself, to act casual and arrive on time, if not a little late. The other part was screaming at him to get there as fast as he could, to see what the man wanted, to just see him again. He was out of breath and sweaty when he arrived. He stopped by one of the water fountains, bending at the waist with his hands on his knees. He sucked in air like he had never breathed before. He clambered for the water fountain, shoving his face beneath the weak trickle of water. He ran some of it through his hair, scrubbed it over his face, then drank in short gulps. He ignored the park-goers looking at him like he was a crazed homeless man. Let them look, he thought with a scowl as he flipped one man the bird. The man's eyes widened as he hurried away, like something bit him in the ass. "Jamie! Hey, Jamie!" Jamie had to close his eyes at the sound of the familiar, melodic voice. He tried to suppress the shiver than ran down his spine. He took two deep breaths, counted to five, and turned around. Lucio was running up to him, clad with a shirt and shoes, this time. Jamie was almost disappointed. Almost. Until he saw the grin on Lucio's face, how it reached all the way to his eyes. How his nose scrunched up just a little, and his dimples stuck out for the world to see. I've really stepped in it now, he thought as he crossed his arms across his chest, trying to look calm and collected. "Heya, mate," he said, his eyes not leaving Lucio's smiling face. "I'm so glad you could make it!" Lucio said. It looked as though he were about to pull Jamie into a hug, but he hesitated. Jamie could see something flash in the man's brown eyes, an emotion he couldn't quite place. Fear? No...nervousness? Jamie bit the inside of his cheek when Lucio settled for a handshake instead. "It is my job, yanno. Even if it ain't handled in the shop," Jamie said, "So, uh, where's the skates?" Lucio looked at him like he grew three heads, and Jamie's stomach sank. So, he really did call him here to embarrass him. His friends were going to come out of the woodwork to throw...to throw...oh, he didn't know. Pies, or something. He took a step back, looking for an escape route if things went to shit. Lucio saw his expression and grabbed his wrist, giving him that dazzling, easy smile. "Oh yea, the skates! Follow me, I wanna show you something," Lucio said. He tugged on Jamie's wrist. It wasn't insistent, but inviting. Jamie knew that if he pulled away, Lucio would let him. Instead, he let the shorter man guide him to what could only be described as a concrete pit in the ground with other various ramps and ridges around the outside. A lone woman was sitting on top of one of the ramps, chewing bubblegum and swinging her legs. She perked up at the sight of Lucio. "Hana! This is the guy I wanted you to meet!" Lucio called up the her. The lithe girl clambered down from her perch, landing easily beside the two men. She blew a bubble with her gum and popped it, making Jamie flinch. She quirked an eyebrow at him, but gave him a smile. One Korean girl embarrassing him wasn't as bad as the droves of people he had imagined in his head. "Hiya! I'm Hana! Lucio won't shut up about you, you know," she said, extending her hand for a shake. Jamie shook it, his eyes wide and mouth hanging open slightly. "Uh-hah?" was all he could manage. His eyes flicked between Lucio and Hana. Lucio looked ready to push Hana into the concrete pit. His cheeks darkened with a blush, and his eyes widened, giving her a look like she said way too much. "Oh, I just mean...like, how good you fixed his skates! Nobody has ever gotten them to work right when he busts them," Hana said, then leaned in conspiratorially, "And he always busts his skates." "Hana! I do not!" Lucio said, relinquishing his grip on Jamie's wrist, which he noticed had grown tighter when Hana started talking. He swatted at her, and she let out a shriek of a laugh. They tussled for a moment, until Hana got Lucio into a headlock, rubbing her knuckles against his scalp. Lucio squirmed in her grip, gasping for air as he laughed. "Admit you bust your skates all the time!" Hana said between laughs. "AGH! Okay! Okay! I bust my skates all the time! Now, please, not the dreads!" That seemed to satisfy Hana, and she released Lucio from the vice grip. Lucio stood up straight and fussed with his hand, shooting Hana a dirty look. He looked back at Jamie, arms crossed. The look on his face was pensive, as though couldn't decide what to say next. Hana popped a bubble again, as though urging Lucio to speak. He shot her another dirty look, reminiscent of the ones Mako always gave Jamie if he was up to no good. "So, uh, I did bust my skates. Again. But that's not the only reason why I wanted you to come by the park," Lucio said, uncrossing his arms and putting his hands in his pockets. Oh boy, here it comes. Embarrassment city. He knows you like him, you stupid bloke, and he's gonna take you by the balls and make you regret it, Jamie's mind raced. He stared at Lucio dubiously. But the smile Lucio gave him wasn't malicious. It was that same, damned, easy smile that drew him in and played his heartstrings. The man took him by the arm again. Gentle. Inviting. Hana stayed back by the ramp and watched as Lucio lead Jamie down into the pit. Jamie nearly tumbled headlong down the slope if it weren't for Lucio's steady hand. He supported Jamie's weight as though he weighed nothing. Once at the center of the pit, Lucio let Jamie's arm go as he motioned to two pairs of skates leaning against one another. Jamie recognized the pair he worked on, green with an emblem of a frog wearing headphones emblazoned on them. The other pair was a deep orange color, almost amber, and embellished with flames. "Ah, are those...Hana's?" Jamie asked. She didn't seem like the kind of girl to go for an industrial style. Lucio let out a laugh, knocking his shoulder against Jamie's. He bent down to pick up the orange pair. Jamie made sure to keep his eyes trained straight ahead, and not on Lucio's ass. The man extended the skates to him, urging him to take them. "No, they're yours," he said. Jamie looked thunderstruck. "They're what?" "They're yours! I wanted to, uh, repay you. You know. For fixing my skates," Lucio said. He seemed jittery all of the sudden. He shifted back and forth on his feet, and he rubbed the back of his neck with one hand. His eyes wouldn't meet Jamie's. "Mate, you already payed me," Jamie said, but he didn't hand the skates back. Instead, he held them to his chest, as though they would sprout wings and fly away at any moment. He looked down at them. He snorted. They matched his eyes. The flames even looked hand-painted. He looked back up at Lucio, a brow cocked. "Yea, but, you seemed to really like my pair. Or at least seeing how they worked. I figured you'd appreciate a pair of your own to tinker with," Lucio said with a shrug of his shoulders. "Do you, uh, know how to skate?" Jamie's mouth tilted into a frown, his lips tight. He turned his head away from Lucio to hide the blush that found its way to his cheeks. His shoulders slumped, "No," he said, "But I don't thin--" "Oh, it's easy to teach! I could show you how!" Lucio said. Jamie thought the bloke would nearly jump out of his shoes. "No, ah, Lucio. You don't understand, I can't," Jamie said, trying to slow Lucio down. Jamie's mind was in a panic, and he felt his chest tighten and heart race. "Sure you can! Anyone can skate. It's all about balance and going with the groove, ya know?" Lucio grinned at Jamie, looking so sure of himself. Gods, he didn't want to kill the smile on his face. "That's just it, mate," Jamie said in a tone that made Lucio stop talking. He looked at Jamie with big, wide eyes. Jamie let out a sigh. He pulled up his pant leg, exposing his prosthetic to the world. The blush of shame on his cheeks grew, and he knew there was no hiding it. He didn't know why he felt ashamed, he just did, standing there in the middle of a park, practically laid bare in front of the man he couldn't stop thinking of. He let the prosthetic speak for him. "Oh," was all Lucio could manage. "Oh." Jamie bit back tears. He was not going to cry in front of this man. He was not going to cry over his stupid, fucking prosthetic leg he had gotten over, or at least told himself he'd gotten over, years ago. He pulled his pant leg back down, turning his back to Lucio. He put the skates back on the ground, "Thanks for the sentiment. You couldn't have know," he said. Lucio said nothing. His shoulders slumped, and he began the trudge back up the concrete pit. He thinks you're a bloody freak, now, Fawkes. Nice going. Can't quit starin' at him, bum leg, makin' shit up in your head. Lucio grabbed Jamie's arm. Jamie stiffened. He turned around slowly. Lucio was looking up at him with those big, dumb, stupid brown eyes. Those stupid, kissable lips quirked into a pout. Jamie wiped away the tears that were burning at the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand. He looked down at Lucio and squared his shoulders, "Wot?" "I'm sorry, Jamie. I fucked up. I...there's no excuse." Lucio said, "Guess I'm not really making this worth your while, huh?" Jamie looked at the shorter man, amber eyes meeting brown. They stayed like that, staring at each other, for what felt like hours. Jamie couldn't bring himself to pull away from Lucio. He gravitated closer to the man, smelling his cologne. He felt like a coiled spring, ready to pop at any moment. Lucio wet his lips, letting out a shaky breath. They were both waiting for the other to do something, anything. "I, uh, think I...kind of like you," Lucio said, breaking the silence. Jamie's heart slammed against his chest, did a series of six back flips, and landed in his throat. He let out a strangled noise, and Lucio looked crestfallen, "Ugh, I'm sorry. First I fuck up with -- with your, ah, your leg, and then I dump this on you and, fuck, I'm sorry, Jami--" Jamie pulled Lucio to him by the arms, leaning down and capturing the other man's mouth with his own, stopping the last few words before they could hit the air. Lucio stiffened in his grip before relaxing, his own arms reaching around Jamie's waist, running his hands up the small of his back. Keeping him close. Now, this kiss Jamie could be sure was real. It wasn't a fleeting, chaste kiss that he thought he imagined in his apartment. Their chests were flush, Lucio's hands wandering up and down his sides, Jamie's hands ran through Lucio's hair, careful not to disturb his dreads too much. Lucio nipped at Jamie's bottom lip, eliciting a soft whine from the taller man. When they parted, they were breathless. Lucio stared at Jamie with those beautiful brown eyes and that heart melting easy smile. "I kind of like you, too." "Kind of" was the understatement of the century, but Jamie was okay with that. For now. They were broken out of their reprieve by Hana shouting, "Get a roooooom!" from where she perched on top of the ramp again. They pulled apart, looking at each other with huge smiles on their faces. Jamie rubbed the back of his neck, suddenly very self-conscious. Lucio giggled, a literal school girl giggle that made Jamie's stomach do funny things. The skates had been completely forgotten. "Can I text you about things other than my skates?" Lucio asked. Jamie felt the need to reach out and caress Lucio's cheek, or hold his hand, or just touch him in any way to make sure he was real, and this wasn't some elaborate fever dream. "Please," Jamie said, and chastised himself for how fucking needy that sounded. Lucio never failed to make him act like a sheila. "Hana and I were going to get some boba tea...do you want to come?" Lucio asked. He seemed just as nervous as Jamie, buzzing with energy. "I'd love that." Lucio went to fetch the skates before helping Jamie scale the incline. He didn't say a word as Jamie lost his balance, only put a reassuring hand on his shoulder, baring his weight. Jamie was thankful for that. The taller man walked in the middle of Hana and Lucio, a smile on his face as the two bickered back and forth. For once, things were going his way.

[stjimmykingofshitmountain]

Bombs Away [Junkrat x Reader]

This was the third time this week your training coach had left you standing in a cold field in the middle of nowhere. Honestly? You were getting sick of this bullshit. You had better shit to do with your Thursday afternoon than stand around in a field in the middle of October. 

"Goddammit Junkrat..." You kicked a half built bomb on the ground which let off a few sparks and crackles.

"Y/n." A deep raspy voice startled you out of your little tantrum.

"Jeez.." You clutched your chest. "Roadie! You gotta stop that, man"

"Sorry... The rodent sent me." He started to gather the empty bombs you'd been tinkering with. "He told me to tell you he can't make it..." He pulled you onto his back and carried you across the field. This was nothing unusual, the first few times it had freaked you out but it was pretty comfy nowadays. You rested your arms on his head head and scoffed.

               "Did he say why?" You took in the tree lining the field as Roadie jogged across the field.. He was silent for a big dude.

"No. He just told me to 'Find the Sheila and tell her what oi said.'" The base was coming into view already. Too soon for your tastes. "I'll take these bombs to our workshop and finish them up for you."

"Roadie, you don't have to do that!" You hugged around his neck against the chill in the air.

"You go find Jamison. Find out what's goin' on." He came to a stop outside the door to the base and set you down on the ground gently. "Don't tell the rodent I said this. He sounded... off..."

                   Before you could ask what Roadhog meant he was walking away from you towards their workshop.  The doors of the base slid open and Tracer was stood on the other side.

"Oh, Y/N! Hiya love!" She was chipper as ever and her accent rang melodically through your head.

"Hi Lena! How are you?" You couldn't help but smile when Tracer was around.

"I'm good thanks, y/n. Say.. Have you noticed something off about Jamison?" She placed a hand on her hip and tilted her head. "He never showed up for dinner and he's not in his workshop." 

This would make the second person to mention Junkrat's mood to you. This was worrying indeed.

"I was just on his way there actually.. He ditched our training again." Tracer raised an eyebrow at that. Junkrat wasn't the most dependable but this was downright odd.

"Y/N, find out what's up with him would you? It's quiet with out him around. As irritating as he is." You jokingly saluted in response and Tracer smiled. "I have to head out. I'll see you later!" And with that she was gone. 

                      You strolled through the maze of the base accommodation halls until you got to a sterling white door with a gold name plate which read "Jamison Fawkes." You tapped on the little touch screen to alert the person inside you were there and instead of answering back through the telecom you heard an Aussie accent soaked "WHAT?!" come from inside.

"Jamison, it's Y/N. Let me in." You tried not t shout too loud as to not alert the other people in their rooms. When you didn't get an answer you tried again. "You've skipped the last 3 training sessions with me. You owe this to me at least." You tried to make your voice sound stern but traces of pity were seeping through. Jamison obviously sensed.

"I don' owe you jack diddly squat, sheila." He started off angry but you heard a little crack in his voice at the end following by some muffled sniffling. You were leaning defeated against the door when Winston came down the hall and pulled out his master key card that was mainly used in emergencies.

"Psst! Y/n!" He raised the card with a questioning look and you stepped back from the door nodding so he could let you in.He swiped the cards and the doors slid open to let you in.

                    Jamison's room was tidy, surprisingly, but the curtains were closed and the only source of light came from in between the curtains of evening sun. You scanned the room for Jamison, who was stood in front of a mirror, his mechanical arm lay on his bed. 

"Junkrat what the...?" You meekly moved towards him and the voice that left him startled you.

"Don't." His voice was broken and he just stared blankly back at himself in the mirror. 

                   Every trace of anger evaporated looking at him. His eyes were ringed by red marks and his skin was almost white against the black soot which seemed to permanently stain his skin. Where his prosthetic arm normal was were scratches, some oozing red. You gathered your courage and tried again.

"J-Jamison?" He didn't make you shut up this time but shifted his gaze to you. He looked visibly hurt at your expression. You eyes traveled his body assessing new and old scars.

"Sheila." You'd never heard Jamison speak so quietly, it didn't suit him. "I can't.. I don't..." He looked so defeated, he was even struggling to string a sentence together.  

"Take you time, Jamie..." You watched as he dropped to his knees and sobbed. He was wailing and the sound broke your heart. He sounded like a wounded animal. You knelt down in front of him and tentatively placed your hands on his shoulders, which were shaking violently. He wailed louder and he fell against you as he cried.

"Shh.. shh... It's fine. Shh." You hushed him and soothed his back. His wails were quietening down as he curled against you. He was just quietly sniffling. "Can you move to the bed?"

He nodded quietly as he clung to you as you both stood and walked to his bed. You moved his prosthetic arm carefully to his dresser next to the bed and sat him down and took a seat next him.

                                  He looked dead ahead without really seeing anything as your hand traced his biceps soothingly. He took a deep, albeit shaky, breath as he tried to talk again.

"I'm sorry." He said it so quietly you only just caught it.

"For what?" You looked at him and he slowly turned to look at you, looking at you as if you should know what he meant. "For that?! Jamison.. It's fine. Everybody has moments like that."

For some reason this seemed to anger him. He shot up off the bed and pinned you against the  wall with his one arm, getting in your face.

"Not me! I don't! I'm Jamison Flaming Fawkes." He raised his voice and spittle flew onto your face. He was unpredictable and unstable, you had to be on your guard. "I don't have these... these... feelings!" He pushed away from you and began to claw at the spot where his metal arm usually attached. "I blow up what I want, when I want. I don't care about anyone or anything." You could see the tears passing by his manic smile.

"Jamie stop! Stop! You're hurting yourself" You grabbed at his human arm and tried to pull his hand way from his amputated limb. "Stop! You're scaring me!" 

                      He stopped in his tracks.  He slowly turned to look at you, gripping his arm, hyperventilating  and tears threatening to spill over. The cogs slowly turned in his brain as he sat you down on the bed, only he laid down and pulled you onto him and then moved to re-attach his prosthetic arm to hold you in place and use his human hand to stroke his thumb across your cheek. 

"Shush, shh, shh, Sheila. It's OK. Nuts, Sheila. I'm sorry." He calmed your breathing first and then turned you to pull your face closer to his. "Please don't have a panic attack. It's OK shush." His thumb was still soothing your cheek.  He searched your eyes and you searched his for peace and tranquility. His mechanic hand had moved to the small of your back to hold you flush against him and a light pink blush was dusting his cheeks under the soot.

"Are you gonna tell me what's going on, Jamie?" You whispered. He guessed he owed you that much.

"I... Y/N be honest. Am frightening?" His head was propped backwards against the headrest.

"When you get mad you can be..."

"Tha's not what I mean." He took a deep breath  "When I fight.. When I'm doing normal things just.. walking around. Do I look hideous?" 

                      You were taken aback that the ever-confident Jamison Fawkes was asking you this. 

"What? No!" You propped up to look at him. "Jamie, what's goin' on with you?" He looked away, looking a little embarrassed.

"Well.. I just. I don't look like the other guys here... Just. McCree or Hanzo always have girls crawling all over them but with me.. They look the other way." His gaze fell on his peg leg, which was slightly bent at the knee for comfort. "I'm just a freak." He sighed sadly.

"Jamison Fawkes no." You turned his head to look at you. "You are a kind, unique, crazy individual and we would have you no other way. You've got a good heart... A thieving.. anarchist heart but.. A good one. Overwatch would be lost without you." 

He searched your face for any trace of a lie.

"Y'mean it Sheila?" He looked at you like a lost little puppy. You gave him a short, solid nod. "Then..." He pulled you forward and planted a soft, ashy kiss on your lips.

                          It took you a second to kiss back but when you did he pulled you even closer to him. Funny that the safest place you've ever felt, was in the arms of a criminally, insane pyromaniac. He rolled you over to be on the bottom so he could look down at you. 

"I love ya' Y/N." His eyes were bright and shiny and he had the cutest little smile on his face, not his usual manic grin. "My little time bomb."  You gave him a sleepy smile.

"I love you too, Jamie." You kissed one more time and then pulled him to lie next you. He pulled up the covers which were covered in soot, by the way, and threw them over you both. You were asleep immediately and Jamison smiled down at you, giving you a sweet little kiss on your forehead.

"Bombs away, Sheila. Bombs away..." He laid his head down and pulled you close to him and drifted off to sleep.

[BONUS ENDING]

                  Later on, Roadie walked through the door to see if the rodent was doing any better. His gaze immediately fell to the two of you snuggled against each other on the bed. He picked up the blanket which had fell off and placed in back over you. Junkrat's eyes opened slowly and he saw Roadhog in the dark and smiled at him. Roadie raised his thumb and gave you both a quiet chuckle and left. Jamie looked down at you and gave you a sleepy peck on the cheek before falling back into the embrace of sleep.

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A/N: So I had just got Overwatch when I wrote this but I had adored Junkrat for a while by this point! I hope you guys liked this! I know it's cheesier than a bag of wotsits but I had to write this side to Junkrat! I love my Aussie Shrimp Pyro! <3 Potential smut coming sooon ;)

[ao3feed-widowtracer]

Highschool and What Comes With It

Read it on AO3 at http://ift.tt/2EKgGF9

by infradedmind

These kids sure have interesting lives.

Follow each one of them and see how they (barely) make it through homework, angry parents, angry siblings, alcohol, cigarettes, good ol' puberty and gay.

A lot of gay.

Words: , Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Overwatch (Video Game)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Angela "Mercy" Ziegler, Lena "Tracer" Oxton, Sombra (Overwatch), Olivia "Sombra" Colomar, Hana "D.Va" Song, Genji Shimada, Tekhartha Zenyatta, Hanzo Shimada, Widowmaker | Amélie Lacroix, Satya "Symmetra" Vaswani, Junkrat | Jamison Fawkes, Lúcio Correia dos Santos, Reinhardt Wilhelm, Roadhog | Mako Rutledge, Aleksandra "Zarya" Zaryanova, Mei-Ling Zhou, Jesse McCree, Reaper | Gabriel Reyes, Soldier: 76 | Jack Morrison, Ana Amari, Winston (Overwatch), Fareeha "Pharah" Amari, Moira O'Deorain, Are those all of them? Because they're sure a fucking lot

Relationships: Fareeha "Pharah" Amari/Angela "Mercy" Ziegler, Sombra/Satya "Symmetra" Vaswani, Jesse McCree/Hanzo Shimada, Genji Shimada/Tekhartha Zenyatta, Junkrat | Jamison Fawkes/Roadhog | Mako Rutledge, Aleksandra "Zarya" Zaryanova/Mei-Ling Zhou, Emily/Lena "Tracer" Oxton, Ana Amari/Reinhardt Wilhelm, WInston/Peanut butter, Torbjörn/Bastion, Lena "Tracer" Oxton/Widowmaker | Amélie Lacroix, Past Genji/Angela, I'm drunk - Relationship, Moira/All of the alcohol she confiscates in detention

Additional Tags: Underage Drinking, Underage Smoking, The AU where everything is perfect, You know who the teachers are gonna be right? Right, Lena flirts with pretty much every girl she sees, Jealous people all over the place, Jealousy, A lot of cursing, Sex Talk, Zarya should marry me, What am I doing, Sombra is a little shit as always, Don't mess with these kids pls they're too violent, Fights, I want to explore all those ships so.... Lots of gay luv, Abusive Parents, Does Hanzo Is gay?, Jesse sure is, Fluff and Humor, At least I'm attempting at it, kind of a crackfic, Don't expect a complex plot I'm not good at actual writing, I don't know what else to tag this, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Roadrat is too cute, Ana and Reinhardt are embarrassing the kids, Ana pls let your daughter alone, Moira is a shitty teacher, Oops too many tags and no actual information sorry, No bulli, Bullying, Everything is Beautiful and Nothing Hurts, Well just a few things, I don't know how to write smut, I need help because I have no idea where this school is located, Young Ana, young Reinhardt, Young Morrison, Young Gabriel, Young Moira, Human Zenyatta, Man these tags are a mess, Puppy Orisa, Puppy Bastion, They're in highschool so all of them are aged down, Including the old ones as you can see

Read it on AO3 at http://ift.tt/2EKgGF9

[overwatch-can-you-imagine]

Junkrat with a twin sister who is in love with Roadhog.

This one was really funny to write!

* no. Nope. Nuh uh. not happening. Nnnnnnope* He goes through all the stages of DABDA in a matter of minutes (Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, Acceptance)

* He at first laughs at the confession when you tell him since he thinks it’s a joke! Like you couldn’t reeeeaaaly be in love with him, this is all in good fun….right….?…..Right….?

* “hahahahahaha! Good one! Like you would ever actually love Roadie like that! HahaHahahaaaaa….why aren’t your laughing?”

* When you insist you actually do care about him, he immediately turn from his aloof nature and starts to get aggravated with you, sternly telling you to stop being a child and get realistic.

* “Look at him sis, he has no interest in you what so ever, he loves nothin but money and crime and shit. You honestly think he’s gonna throw all that away just for you?”

* You don’t budge and after a few shot moment he starts to get desperate. He begins to beg in his knees that you don’t try and get with him. He tells you that he’ll give you anything you want if you just backed off: money, riches, jewelry, gold, diamonds, it doesn’t matter he will get it for you if you just…never interacted with him again

*“He’s all I have left sis, don’t you get that?! Don’t take em from me I’m begging ya!” He wailed

* It was a long argument and you weren’t going to lie you were starting to get annoyed

* After a bit more of his childish behaviour you finally had it.

* “Jamison Fawkes!” And he immediately went silent. well, that shut him up pretty quickly

* It took a bit but after a long scolding from you about how you were going to choose who you like and not him he just sinks to the ground and starts wallowing in despair. He begins to suck his thumb like a baby, which you make a note of since you will totally mock him for it later.

* You just stared at him while his tantrum began to subdue, his body slowly rising from the ground like a zombie, his gaze averting yours. He claims that his stomach felt sick and that he needs to go and lay down for a bit.

* With that, he began to hobble off, his arm clutching his gut

* You begin to wonder if you pushed him too far but it wasn’t like you were asking for his blessing or anything, you were just letting him know you were pursuing him and there was nothing he could also about it.

* The next day he knocks on your door and just stands there for a moment. You open it up slightly to see his body hunched over, more than usual, and his head down in a sad puppy position

* “It’s fine…I guess…” he mutters, then quickly looks up “but I’m his boss ya got it? Whatever I say goes, none of the ‘I’m the one in control now’ shit, k?”

* You nod, simple enough. It wasn’t like you were going to be able to hire him anyway, too expensive for your wallet

* After that it was pretty much smooth sailing. You were able to admire him from afar (just how you liked it) with no interferences from your brother

* Minus all the suggestive jokes of course, those got on your nerves pretty quickly but hey, nothing you weren’t expecting anyway

[have-some-mercy]

Broken pieces part 3

Part 1 // Part 2 

Junkrat x cis!fem reader

Warning: Cussing, fight, blood, anxiety, depression, break up, hint of torture, Ex not understanding anxiety/alienating anxiety. 

Junkrats speech is bold

Roadhogs speech is bold italics

At  first Hanas speech is Italics, later it becomes your ex’s.

Yours is the normal one.

This will be somewhat short. Next chapter will be longer. NSFW coming soon.

Building up. sorry

Hana had helped you with your hair. It was really the only thing you'd let her do. Not being one for makeup and fancy things like that.

"Oh c’mon its your first actual date with him!!"

"Yeah but.. I want to be my self. That includes no heavy make up!"

"Awww... Fine... At least lip gloss and eye liner? "

You only held out your chap stick. "Just this. " Dva groaned with that. Puffing her cheeks. "So boring!! All i helped you with was straitening your hair! Can i at least lend you some natural color lip gloss??"

Digging it out of her small bag she comically waved the thing at you.  "And yes, it moisturizes to!"

Eyeing it you were to refuse but those puppy dog eyes had you down a peg. Sighing you caved. Palm held out. "Fine.. It wouldn't kill me.. "

Right away she was in your face. Pushing the hand aside to apply the gloss. "Now remember! It comes off after you kiss someone so if you to do just re-apply! "

Shoving it in your hand she was already exiting the room. "Byeeee!!! "

Before you stood she was back. Head poking in the door way. Playfully winking. "Don't use it all up! "

With that she was gone.

'he said it was like a cafe right?..' Heading down the hall you waved to other agents. Many smiled back, others commented on how cute you looked. Being respectful you thanked them but seeing your reflection you doubted that. However you appreciated the gesture regardless. Fighting your anxiety to turn back and change. You wore a cute little dress. It was modest and casual. Boots with thigh high stockings that matched, and a long jacket in case you got cold. You didn't know if it was far and honestly questioned how'd the two of you get their. Junkrat often having Roadhog drive them but there hadn't been a word of your large friend coming. Thinking about it you hadn't realized the footsteps quickening to you as someone called your name. Suddenly you felt an hand on your shoulder turn you .

"Baby whats with the get up? Going somewhere?" It was your ex. Smiling as they had obvious company waiting behind. You knew the person this time. They sheepishly waved as you gave a smile.

"Hello? Earth to y/n? Where you going? "

"O-oh." This is it.. You were going to break up with them. Fighting  the anxiousness you steeled your self. Your mind dwelling on Junkrat, the thought of him helping you keep to this. "Well... Um.. Its’ just.. I-i.. " sharp inhale you ignored the anxiety and sudden need to cry. "I don't think.. I want to be together anymore.."

You did it!

"... Wait what?? Why?” They soon looked around. Seeing as  their room is just down the hall.“look lets go in the room. Its right here"

Or maybe not? You followed in favor of privacy. The click of the door closing had you slightly paranoid so you kept near it. Ex gesturing for you to repeat. Thinking they misheard. Gathering your self you spoke. Shaking slightly but trying to stop your body from doing so. "I.. I don't think we're right for each other.." You weren't lying.. You two were different in so many ways. Many which you ignored in favor of pleasing their preference. Essential cutting your old habits to please them. "Babe.. We’ve been together for #years! I think if that was true we wouldn't have made it so far."

That may be true but it was due to you keeping everything in check. Sacrificing everything you loved so it wouldn't end in a break up. Even when that still happened you were always taken back right away. Your self blind in love fooled to thinking they were flukes, that the break was just a blurting out of words  due to them being to emotional. Shaking your head you tried to smile.  You knew now that it was all real every time. Fighting the urge to vent all of your frustration you kept to it. "its just... I’m tired of always having to give up stuff for you.."

"Babe. Who’s done that? You don’t see me complaining for the fact you need personal space all the time. "

'wait what?'

"Your work requires so much privacy so i give it. But you know i miss you every second. I do that for you. I give you so much time for your self!"

Was that true? Questioning your self you shook your head. Trying to focus. "T-that’s not true."

"How? We sacrifice a lot of things. That’s a relationship. We work together!"

"It's just.. I don't feel loved anymore.. "

The clicking of heels was heard in the background. Your exs friend leaving you two be. Signaling they’ll see them later.

"Oh? And just as I explained how i give you time. You can always viset me you know. Our dorms not that far apart either!"

"I.. I have but you were always busy.. And i can’t keep rescheduling anymore."

"Well then why not try a different position?"

"But I like my job.. I like the field work too-".

"More then us? Because it seems to be getting in the way more and more."

"But I tried to visit you all the time.. I was always there and tried to use my free time to see you.. But every time id go over you were busy or gone.. I would text you all the time asking.."

"No you would spam me-"

"I'd only send 2 to make sure!"

"And then blow up my phone calling me till I answered?"

You were already in tears. and that frustrated you. You never wanted them to see you cry anymore.  "You always told me to call encase you didn't answer! It would only be 2 or maybe even 3 times! You always tell me after that  how you couldn’t hear it or find it so i’d call like that to help you find it! You always say how you loose the thing and how tired you are of doing that.. You even told me it was ok how I do that.."

"Oh so im the bad guy?"

"N-no please i’m sorry.. Its just- "

"Look.. How about we just.. Make up ok?.. Just please try to change things? I can only do so much.. Your becoming greedy and selfish again.."

Sniffling you shook your head. Fumbling with the sides of your dress. "But.. But i don’t want to be together.. I don't want to anymore.."

Your ex stared at you, looking hurt and betrayed. You were shaking, sniffling  because you felt so bad.

"Really?"

Nodding they came closer. "After all of this.. After everything I'VE done for us? For you? I had put up with so much of your shit! Who else is gona do that Y/N!? We have been together for # years.. #YEARS! and your just gona end it because you don’t THINK we should be together? Because your thinking of your self and not us! Now what does that make you?..  "

Sniffling you nodded. Gripping your dress ends with white knuckles. "I...I'm sorry i...i know i’m selfish.. but.. I.. I just.."

"Let me gues.. Theres someone else? Am I not good enough? Where in a fuckin polyamourous relationship and your STILL not satisfied?! "

Your voice was meek now. "I.. I only said yes to being poly to make you happy... I.. I didn’t have anyone else--"

"Oh BULLSHIT! It's Fawkes isn't it?!"

You were quiet. Trying your best to calm your nerves but failing miserably. ".. I.. "

"You know that’s really fucked up of you! I have done EVERYTHING FOR US! FOR YOU!! And your gona leave me, the one who’s been with you for #! FUCKING YEARS! For that fuck?! Who’s going to help you with your anxiety? Your depression? I have changed so much for you! I have done everything wail you keep asking and asking for more!!"

hic -up crying you wiped your eyes and nose. Your cries quiet as always. Pacing as you listened.

"Seriously? You can’t even keep it under control like a normal person?!  "

You stopped quickly. wincing at their words. “Don’t be dramatic I didn’t even touch you.” , trying to fight the anxiety as your knees buckled against each other.

"Remember valentines day?! Huh? I went all out!!"

‘Days later’ You were the One who always had everything decked out and planned but they left you crying at the table, alone, or being blamed for things that didn’t go to their image of what it should have been. You having to walk back. Hiding the truth, lying to everyone saying you both were broke, or that you forgot your wallet, that you messed up somehow when in truth they just didn’t appreciate anything you did. It was never enough. The common fall back when one kept questioning was to use your work as an excuse. As you were one to not fall behind. Only 1 person knew the truth aside from you two and it was Hana. Even then you always planned the others or nothing would be done and it be your fault.It was always your fault. In fact the only time you didn’t do something was when your ex had to “go” and Jamison, Hana, and Lucio came to help you out. Spending the day with you.You explaining to them that they had “work”. Then again that was what you were told when in reality you later found they were with someone else. When you confronted they just said you misheard.

"Who has been there for all of your birthdays?! Getting you everything you wanted?! "

Yeah you've had good ones but only because YOU made it so. The nights before you often cried because they would make you feel like shit for being selfish, and greedy. You planed everything or Junkrat and Hana did. Junkrat with his surprise parties for you. Rat, Roadhog, Hana and your friends. You would have to practically pay to have your ex there now that you think of it. Their issue would always be missions.

"I would take the day off for you!"

Winston always suggested it. Winston was always courteous to let everyone have their s/os birthday off.. He would tell you after but you would always make up the excuse later.. Your ex always happy about you doing so. Never liking their image messed up.

"I even started going out more like you wanted!!"

That was true but it was hardly with you.. It was always to clubs with other people, even when you were with them you were often left to be a designated driver, the one with the money, wingman or all of the above and the latter was nearly every time now.

"I take so much time out of my life for you! For you!!!"

Sniffling you stopped crying. Shaking your head once more. "No!!! No you don't!! You never do shit!--"

A loud smack was heard. Your cheek stinging and head ringing slightly. Mostly in shock. Wide eyed you put a hand over the now throbbing area. Slowly looking back to see your ex crying.

"You fuckin monster... Look what you made me do! Do I really have to actually knock some sense into you?! Have we really gone down this fucking path? Are you fucking serious?! "

Sniffling you wept silently. Focused on the floor till you hear a familiar sound.

Click, Tap, click, tap, click.

Your ex unaware till they saw the door swing open from behind.

"Oh look who it is?! The fucking home wrecker!!-"

"You wrecked it your self!”  Jamison pushed between you two but soon freezing once he saw your face. Your cheek now being slightly swollen. You all may be agents but that only made it more apparent to dodge anything hitting the face. You never expecting such from your ex had you wide open for it, cheek having a prominent hand mark. The fact that Jamison can see it left your ex backing up slightly.

You couldn’t even look at him. Trying your best to smile at the Junker. Doing everything in your power to stop shaking. Turning slightly you noticed Roadhog at the door way, the elder catching your red cheek too. Your self turning just as quick only to hear the door close.  Your ex backing even further into the room.

"What the hell are you two doing?! GET OUT OF MY ROOM!  This is between us!.. are you listening to me?!"

Meanwhile Jamison tentatively thumbed your cheek. Wincing when you flinched. "I... It’l go away.."

Jamison just nodded, standing up fully to cover his face. The sound of a giggle soon turned into a small chuckle that soon rang out as mad laughter. Wiping his face he turned quick to your ex like a staved animal cornering prey. "What have we 'ere?"

"D-don’t you dare think that was me! She fell! Right Y/N?!" The desperate look on your ex’s face hurt to see. You may be breaking up with them but that never meant you still don’t care for them. You knew if the Junkers found out your ex would be killed.Even after being hit. you didn’t feel that meant death.".. I did, you two know how clumsy I can be--"

Words light as you faked being happy. You made it apparent to hold Junkrat close. "Oh thats funny! My silly lovey can be a clumsy one!"

Smiling as he patted your head. Seemingly relaxed as Junkrats smile never faltered. Giggling he soon rubbed your shoulder. Pausing before patting you gently to let go as he gestured to his attire. New hoody and pants. “I ain’t got me toys don’t worry., but ya gotta be extra carefull now.” Smiling your grip loosened, enough for rat to start walking to your ex. Said ex unaware as they chuckled and watched hog.

"J-jamie?"

"I mean she let 'er 'eart fall into your hands after all!"

“Oh fuck you! That’s not funny ass!”

It all happen so fast. Your ex now pinned against the wall as Jamison just smiled. Laughing. "Speakin’ of funny, you'll love this one!! "

"Jamison!!"

"HOLLY FUCK PUT ME--"

Before your ex could finish that sentence Junkrat slammed them against the wall hard enough for the impact to leave a visible crack. The sound making him laugh louder.

You panicked but Roadhog was quick to get you away from the two.

Your ex choked on spit. "Did ya know  I hate when people are forced ta lie? You ‘ave her do it too much for me liking."

Your ex had panick in thier eyes. Soon snivling and trying to back away. "B-b-but"

"B-b-but what? Speak up mate!" With that he soon gripped their shoulders harder. Bringing them closer as he leaned an ear in. The grip was enough to make them whine from the pain. "I'm telling you the tru--" before they finished rat already slammed them back against the wall. Harder then before and left hand now holding them by their throat. Savoring the sight of blood that trickled down the wall. "You know it be easier if ya jus fess up-"

Soon your ex just  started crying. Rat looking at his right hand. Checking the paint on it. "hnn.. Think I need a new coat.” 

“P-please.."

Rat just tightened his grip against their throat till they started coughing. You kept trying to have Roadhog let you go. His grip didn't hurt you but you didn't want this. You knew your ex was no match for rat. Looking back you gently patted the large mans hand. "Please...." You whisper. Hoping it work but he just shook his head. “Let them”

Seconds later your attention was brought back to your ex and rat, hearing as your ex wheeze out. "A...a....r...igh...t.."

"Oh?"

Loosining his grip enough to let them talk. "A...alright...i.. I hit them.. I did it!! "

"That ya did~!!"

Rat smiled happily with that. The air seemingly to clear as he just held your ex for a bit. Said ex forcing a smile back, Rat only giggled which made your ex join. Thinking their safe till Rat dropped them after kneeing them in the gut. "Ya sure fuckin did!!" Not letting them recover he soon gripped their neck and started punching the shit out of them.

"JAMISON!"

Your ex coughing and trying to defend them self. Succesfully kicking him off only to be dragged right back. "Where do ya think your goin?" With a growl the two scrapped. Rat obviously winning. Your voice drowned out by the sounds of Junkrat laughing and the room being wrecked beyond repair as he easily rammed your exs face into objects just for added damage. Before it could get any further you screamed. "JAMISON PLEASE!!!"

Panting heavily the tall Junker stopped. Grinning wail wiping blood and sweat off. Eyeing your crying state and the jack ass underneath him. Hissing inwardly he smiled to you. Standing up after dropping your ex like wet rag. "S.sory deary. Gues i got a lil carried away. " With a giggle he walked to you. Wiping some of your exs blood off his hand before cupping your cheek. Using a thumb to wipe your tears. Kissing you gently. "M'sorry ya had to see that." With that Roadhog let go of you. Backing up slightly so you two had some of room. "J..jamie please.. Please don't hurt them anymore.. Please.. Don’t kill them.. " you begged as you nuzzled up against him, unintentionaly wiping some tears too. The lanky junker soon held you close, nuzzling back just as lovingly. Voice soft and kind. "Alright darl'. It they mean that much I won't kill em."

Sniffling you coughed slightly. Crying so hard it strained your throat. Holding onto rat as if your life depended on it. "P..promise?"

Nuzzling your other cheek he picked you up in one fair swoop. Nosing you lovingly. "Of course deary. If it means that much then I promise!"

Giving another Eskimo kiss you noted the two of you leaving. Smiling with that as he kissed your worries away.

"Now, 'bout our date? "

Opening the door you smiled to him. Unaware of the signal he gave Roadhog. The larger man just nodded at you both once leaving the room. Thinking nothing of it you smiled gratefully at the masked man. "You joining us?"

"Oh? Nah he has actual work. Bleeehh! "

"Jamie are you having Roadhog do all the paperwork?!" Worried you looked back to Mako who shook his head. It was a lie but it get you to stop prying.

"W-whah? Naaahhhhh-well.. Maybe just a little! " before you knew it Jamison ran with you. Waving to Roadhog. "Take care of it will ya!" Seing you pout he added. "I'll come back to finish the rest don't worry!!"

With that the two of you were gone.

Meanwhile Roadhog just reopened the door. It creaking slowly. Your ex was still on the floor licking wounds. Trying to check how bad they were till they saw Roadhog. "Wait..."

The door soon closed and locked behind the tall tank. "Wait...” Limping they soon slumped back against the wall. “But.. But you promised..."

Roadhog only cracked his knuckles. Soon neck before grabbing them. Ex watching their reflection on his mask.  "Rat promised."

[overwatchreader]

If you're still doing that tiny writy thing could you do "Don't be an ass." with Junkrat?? Something cute? If it's a problem just forget I said anything, I wouldn't want to be a bother. Thank you for reading this ask, have a lovely day! Or night. Whichever floats your boat.

There’s no problem, love, I hope you enjoy this!! It’s a bit of a, ah, noticeable AU.

You didn’t typically mingle with the agents of Overwatch outside of press statements that needed to be made. Mainly because, no matter how nice and sweet they could be, they were still a very rowdy, loud, bunch. You would never get work done with them around, but you seemed to be everyone’s favourite PR representative.

Particularly, you were Jamison Fawkes’ favourite PR rep. Seeing as you were constantly cleaning up his messes (and usually Mako’s, and McCree’s, and Lucio’s unfortunately) and spent so much time around him, you easily grew on him.

There was also the fact that he seemed to like you quite a bit, and you couldn’t deny finding him very charming. But when he was getting on your nerves, you resorted to being completely professional with him.

“Get off my desk, Mr. Fawkes,” you said, completely deadpan as you walked into your office. He knew he was in trouble with you; you had told him if he caused anymore mayhem before you got back from overseas you weren’t considering any possibility of going out with him. It was such a simple request and you were gone barely two days to clean up an incident with the Shimadas.

And yet.

“Aw, come on! It was just a bit of fun,” he said, climbing off of your desk finally.

“I asked you not to cause any trouble and what is the exact thing that you did?” You rose an eyebrow at him. “Don’t be an ass.”

He gave you his best kicked puppy look, the one he reserved for when he was in the deepest metaphorical shit. You sighed.

“I’m gonna ask for three days where you don’t cause any trouble. Three whole days.” His eyes lit up. “And if you manage that, then maybe, maybe I might have cleared my schedule for next Saturday.”

His grin returned full force, and Jamison scooped you into a hug, spinning you around. “Today’s a good day for-”

“Ahem?”

“-A hug.”

[alexiela73]

Sorry to add more to the prom dress requests but they are too cute! If you could I would love to see junkrats and roadhogs reaction

I’m glad everyone is enjoying them, and that the prom dress request fan fics seem to be so popular! They really are fun to write

Junkrat

Growling, you were walking around the Numbani in search of your incredibly strange boyfriend, Jamison Fawkes (a.k.a Junkrat). Yesterday he’d said that he’d likely be at the scrap yard looking for new parts, but you’d checked and he wasn’t there.

It wasn’t that, though, that had you muttering under your breath. It was the fact that in the bouqet of roses he’d left for you this morning had one of his small ‘Love me!’ bombs, and the smoke from the small blast had set off the sprinklers inside of the house.

So half of your morning had been spent with you attempting to mop up the water and blow dry the furniture. The two of you had already spoken about bombs in the house and he’d broken the rule...again.

Yet, as you searched the city, you couldn’t seem to find him anywhere. Where had that damned man gone, you thought. It wasn’t like Jamie was usually hard to find. After all, wherever he went there was a trail of trouble and smoke.

At one point you were heading back to the city center when you heard a small commotion. You could hear a strong Australian accent talking fast and excitedly, and looking up you saw the tiniest wisps of smoke in the air. It had to be him.

Heading around the corner, you frowned when you saw Jamie scuttling from people to people, showing off something rather proudly. You couldn’t hear what, but the people he spoke with seemed mildly uncomfortable till an omnic waiter shooed him out of the outside dining area.

“Jamison Fawkes,” you said angrily with your hands on your hips. Junkrat stiffened and blinked, slowly turning to you. “What on earth have i told you about bombs in the house? Do you know what i had to do all morn....”

Your eyes caught on what was in his hand. It was a picture of you in your prom dress, what had been a bit frilly and pink...the color drained from your face and you stepped back. Hadn’t you burned all of those dreaded pictures?

“I’mma sorry, darl’, but i just wanted me best girl to know how much me loved ‘er!” Junkrat pouts. “The flowers were nice, right?”

For a moment you didn’t say anything. Junkrat frowned and hobbled closer on his peg leg, staring at you in curiosity. Your eyes hadn’t left the picture and when he looked down and realized what he was holding, he blushed.

“I, ah, found it’n the fire place, darl...poor place fer such a pretty picture, i say,” Junkrat says carefully, slowly coming closer.

“Is that a joke? Look at that picture! That dress...god, i look hideous,” you whisper, and you saw panic set in Junkrat when tears welled in your eyes. “W-were you...showing that to other people?”

Junkrat frowned and cupped your face, his metal hand gently pushing back your hair. “I’mma sorry, darl’. I just thought you look’d so pretty, and i felt so happy again that a gal like you would like a dongo like me...” Junkrat said quietly, thumb stroking your cheek and leaving a little smudge of dirt and soot.

It didn’t bother you though, as you looked at him with surprise. “Your not a fool, Junkrat,” you said softly, your hand coming up to cover his.

“I am, dearie. I didn’t mean to upset you, darl’. I was ‘ere just really proud that...that out of all of me mistakes,  i still somehow won the love of such a pretty gal like you,” Junkrat said softly, looking a bit sad. You realized that for Junkrat, it had been really important of him to show off the picture and show that he had a life similar to everyone else, one that wasn’t just bombs.

Even though you still hated the picture, Junkrat wasn’t a good liar and so you decided to believe the words he considered true. Honestly too, the man looked like a heart broken puppy. Jamie hated when you were upset with him...

After a moment you sighed and pressed into him, hugging him tight. Immediately his arms enveloped you and the two of you headed back home after a few minutes. You even let him keep the picture, for what it was worth.

“You’re still in trouble, Jamie. That bomb...”

“I know, darl’. I love ya, k’now?” he said, walking hand in hand.

With a smile, you glanced at him. “I know.”

Roadhog

Your lover, Roadhog, was a very quiet man and honestly, it suited you as you too were also not much of a talker. The two of you seemed to share a connection of a sort that allowed silence to mean as much as words. Just being in the presence of each other was good enough.

Today the two of you had gone to Numbani. It had taken some convincing to get Junkrat to agree to the both of you leaving without him. But the two of you rarely went on dates alone, and there was a food festival in Numbani that you were dying to go to.

Food was one thing that the both of you very much enjoyed. Roadhog’s size had never bothered you before, and honestly you still found him cute. The best part was that you were currently going to school to become a chef, and so every week Roadhog would let you use him as a guinea pig to use for new recipes.

Your boyfriend was even honest. If it didn’t taste great, he didn’t tip toe around it. But there was only one time that had ever happened, and since the dish had been intense to make in the first place, you were actually thankful.

Holding his hand, the two of you were slowly making your way through the 40 or so food trucks and stands. It was a nice day and there were a lot of people there. Some of them looked at Roadhog and moved aside, rather intimidated. It didn’t surprise you, as Roadhog really was a large man and the mask didn’t exactly scream friendly.

But it just made you press closer as you hummed quietly, taking it as permission to keep him all to yourself. Nothing about Roadhog scared you.

“Mako! Mako look over there!” you gasped, letting go and running to a stand. The stand had what looked like belgium chocolate covered kabob sticks that had pieces of banana’s, strawberries, grapes and marshmallows on it.

Immediately you looks at him with big eyes. The food looked so good...

Without question, Mako pulled out his wallet and took out a 5. Beaming, you handed the tiller the $5 and received a plate with two kabobs. They looked so good and messy...

Turning, you beamed. “Thank you!” you squeaked, handing him the plate so you two could find somewhere to sit. You tended to be a bit clumsy and drop a lot of things, so whenever you felt you were carrying something delicate you liked it when he held onto it.

Before you left the stand, you noticed something on the ground. “Mako, you dropped something...” You said, picking it up. You weren’t going to look, as it was none of your business, but then your eye caught on something familiar.

Looking at the picture, it took you a moment to realize what it was. It was a small photo of you from prom, wearing a pretty green dress and a chef’s jacket. Embarrassment filled you and for a moment, you could only stare at it. This photo was not one of your best moments.

“Why...why do you have this?” you asked in a small voice, looking up at him with wide eyes.

Roadhog didn’t say anything and after a moment, turned and started to walk away. Distress filled you but you followed him to the edge of the festival, where he sat with a thump under a large tree that cast some shade over the grass. Putting the plate beside him, he patted his knee.

Hesitantly, you sat on his lap, clutching the photo.

Reaching up, Roadhog unlatched his mask and it took you a moment to realize the poor man was blushing a bit.

“I...I like carrying it,” he rumbled softly, his voice deep and scratchy. “I...get a bit sad when you leave, so i like looking at the photo and thinking of how amazing my little chef is going to be.”

For a moment all you could do was stare. Roadhog rarely said anything about how he felt or gave you compliments, even when it was a two-way street. So it touched you more then you expected you would.

“Are you angry at me?” Roadhog said finally, cradling you against his stomach.

Eyeing him and then the picture, you sighed in defeat and shook your head. “Its really hard to be angry when you say something as sweet as that,” you said, patting his stomach and resting against him. “Is there any way i can just get you a more recent picture when i don’t look so ridiculous?”

Shaking his head, a smile quirked his lips. “I like this picture. It doesn’t look silly. I think you look very...pretty,” Mako says, struggling to think of which word would be better.

After a moment you couldn’t help how your face softened, loving when he said dopey things like that. “Okay, you sentimental fool, i guess i can let you keep the photo. But only on one condition,” you said seriously.

Roadhog stared at you, one eyebrow raised slightly.

Picking up the plate, you grinned. “I get both kabobs,” you claimed earnestly, and immediately started to dig in.

With a little rumbling laugh that shook you, Roadhog easily gave up the chance of food for the ability to keep your photo in his wallet, and carry it everywhere he went.

[reapers-carino]

May I request a poly Roadrat where they have triplets? Two girls and a little boy, who Jamie likes to call his little ankle biter.

“Ada! Cel! Kai! You three off of the counter right now!”

Your hands were on your hips, eyes narrowed as you stared your three two-year olds down, their eyes round as they looked back at you guiltily. Never in your life could you believe there would be anyone who could usurp Jamison ‘Junkrat’ Fawkes as the troublemakers of your family but your three rugrats proved your assumptions wrong effortlessly. A part of you figured that the way the three of you worked had been somehow genetically passed down into your children; the three always having one another’s backs, getting into as much trouble as they got one another out of. But you couldn’t fault them for it, it soothed something in your heart to know that despite all that the three of you had been through, despite the fact that you all had lived with targets on your backs, trusting no one but each other (until Overwatch’s recall), that they would have someone to rely on. Each other. As endearing as you found it, they still managed to drive you up the wall…even if they were using their patented puppy dog faces.

Adelaide, Celyn and Kai Fawkes-Rutledge, born on a comfortably warm Tuesday, March 4th 2079. Adelaide had Jamison’s bright amber eyes while Celyn had Mako’s gray and Kai possessed your brown. Kai’s hair was damn near snow white when you had given birth but had darkened to Jamie’s straw blonde, Adelaide and Celyn’s hair black as night like Mako’s used to be. All three of them were now covered in freckles, the melanated spots claiming more and more surface area as the days went along. Their cheeks were still full and rounded, often stuffed with treats or sweets like they had been trying to attain from the kitchen counter. The three of them quickly scrambled down and off the chair, each of them possessing enough humility to have their heads dipped down guiltily.

“Now my three little monkeys”, you teased, crouching down so that you could see them face to face. Their eyes dipped down but you didn’t miss their soft giggles and smiles that tugged at their lips. Adelaide’s hands jumped up, covering her lips to hide her grin. “What have I said about climbing on things? You want to fall and bump your heads?”

For good measure you lightly tapped all three of them on the head with your closed fist, each of them giving an exaggerated ‘ouch’ before breaking into a fit of laughter.

“You’d break daddy’s and papa’s and mommy’s heart”, you sighed dramatically, placing your hand over your heart and falling back onto your kitchen floor. The three kids surged forward, all laughter and kisses and hugs and ‘oh no, we gotta fix mama’. Resisting the urge to giggle yourself, you threw your arm to the side, the back of your hand hitting the floor with a soft thwack. Celyn pulled your arm up only for it to fall back to the floor with a thunk, your eyes closed tight and tongue hanging from your mouth. That sent them into another fit of titters as they circled around you, playfully lifting your arm and poking at your cheek, Kai going as far to ‘carefully’ push your eyelid up.

“Welly welly well…what do we got here?”

One of your eyes peeked open, catching sight of Jamison, the man grinning, amber eyes glowing mirthfully. He was shirtless and his sleep shorts hung low on his hips, his hair somehow more mussed than normal. The three of you often played these dramatic little games with the kids, your triplets absolutely eating up and enjoying how playful and reactive you could be. The three of you reacted to one another effortlessly, so he began to play along, face morphing into one of faux concern.

“They’ve killed me”, you stated simply as he moved further into the kitchen, faking a pretend sob as he crouched down next to you. “Broke my heart right in two! Trying to climb up on the counter, scared me half to death! Boohoohoohoo!”

“Mama don’t cry! It’s okay!”

“You’re okay, you’re okay!”

“Sorry mama, we’re sorry!”

You took a dramatic breath in, winking at Jamison before sitting all the way up and opening both of your eyes.

“I’m alive again”, you say, throwing your arms wide and almost getting barreled over before Jamie caught you, sitting directly behind you. The kids pressed sloppy kisses to your cheeks and you and Jamie ruffled their hair.

“Papa we saved mama”, Celyn exclaimed looking over your shoulder and up, their name for Mako making you tilt up. He was still dressed in his pajamas, sweatpants and a large t-shirt with a Mickey Mouse face on it. He was maskless as he tended to be more after the birth of the kids, a playfully look in his eyes and a soft smile on his lips.

“Lil anklebiters killed her but brought her right back like Ang does yeah”, Junkrat teased playfully as Mako moved further into the kitchen, making it only a step in before Kai threw himself at Roadhog’s ankle and wrapping his arms tight around his thick, sweatpants covered calf. “You lot got magic, huh?”

“Nope for mama only!”

“Yep for mama!”

“Sorry daddy!”

Mako snorted and you fell into a fit of laughter as Jamison shot his kids a betrayed look, no real hurt behind his gaze only play.

“Well that ain’t fair”, Junkrat whined, huffing heavily, the arms wrapped around his waist crossing across your center.

“Neither is life”, you intoned with giggle and a shrug of your shoulders.

“She’s right Rat”, Mako answered as he began to open and close the cabinets, pulling various items out and setting them on the counter.

All the while, Kai held on, giggling as Mako made exaggerated movements for his son’s sake. Adelaide still sat curled up in your lap, playing with your hair while Celyn was standing to the side, sympathetically patting her father’s face with her hand as she tried to soothe his pouting. Warmth spread throughout your chest, cheeks glowing with happiness as you peered around at your family, happy and giggling and together. This was greater than any heist or treasure you three had stolen, better than any sight you had seen on your travels. 

Mako was still Roadhog, a force of destruction to be reckoned with, deadly and ruthless on the field when on missions. Jamison was still Junkrat, the crazed demolitions expert who could create bombs and explosives with a practiced expertise, chaotic and haphazard. But Mako was also Papa, the man who made breakfast almost daily and cuddled with the best of them and couldn’t say no to the teary puppy dog face he knew the kids were manipulating him with. Jamison was daddy, the best storyteller in the whole world, who created bath bombs that bubbled and glittered and filled the tub with swirling colorful suds, and gave the best ‘airplane’ rides. You all had found your niche, found your place. This was home and this was perfect.

“Pancakes”, Mako asked, but more or less indicated that he was already making them, more or less asking if anyone would like to help.

“Yes!”

“I love pan-cakes!”

“I  wanna stir!”

“No no I wanna!”

“Me me me!”

“Papa lemme stir!”

You laughed as all three of the kids clambered off of you and towards Mako, the man already having three small bowls and spoons to separate their own batter and add-ins into. Leaning back into Jamie, still on the floor you gave a soft sigh, the kids climbing into their seats as Mako gave instructions on what to do and how to help.

“This…is the life.”

[ao3feed-pharmercy]

not your fault

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2pjLW6o

by Anna_Blossom

“You hate me.”

She stopped, turning around to see Hanzo staring at her.

“What?”

“You hate me,” he repeated listlessly. “For what I did to Genji.”

The corners of her mouth tugged down. “I don’t—”

“Do not lie,” he interrupted, eyes closed, voice tired. A man holding the weight of the world on his shoulders. “You hide it well, but I know you do.”

Words: 9800, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Overwatch (Video Game)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Angela "Mercy" Ziegler, Hanzo Shimada, Genji Shimada, Fareeha "Pharah" Amari, Junkrat | Jamison Fawkes, Lena "Tracer" Oxton, Satya "Symmetra" Vaswani, Winston (Overwatch), Tekhartha Zenyatta, Jesse McCree, Hana "D.Va" Song

Relationships: Angela "Mercy" Ziegler & Hanzo Shimada, Genji Shimada/Tekhartha Zenyatta, Fareeha "Pharah" Amari/Angela "Mercy" Ziegler

Additional Tags: Friendship, Developing Friendships, Forgiveness, Guilt, puppy, Male-Female Friendship, Implied/Referenced Suicide attempt, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Comfort/Angst, Angst and Humor

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2pjLW6o

[w4nderingstarfanfics]

First Date- R76 Valentines Week

Rating: slight warning for chapter 2 for hints at sexual things

Category: M/M

Fandom: Overwatch (Video Game)

Relationship:

Soldier: 76 | Jack Morrison/Reaper | Gabriel Reyes

Characters:

Soldier: 76 | Jack Morrison

Reaper | Gabriel Reyes

Junkrat | Jamison Fawkes

Roadhog | Mako Rutledge

Lúcio Correia dos Santos

Bastion (Overwatch)

Jesse McCree

Lena "Tracer" Oxton

Angela "Mercy" Ziegler

Fareeha "Pharah" Amari

Genji Shimada

Widowmaker | Amélie Lacroix

Additional Tags:

Reaper76 Week

Song fic

sort of

College AU

Dancer AU

Stripper AU

Strippers & Strip Clubs

Lapdance

also a ballet au

Gabe has friends in this universe!

What!?

g strings everwhere

Gabe suffering

Jesse is a little shit

But when is he not?

Rimming

some face sitting

kind of

copious amounts of tequila

This is the only story with smut in it

sorry - Freeform

thems the breaks

The second chapter is sweet and adorable

and full of so much sugar it will rot your teeth

and the puppies!

so many puppies!

Summary: Gabe has to decide what to do with the numbers Jack left on his pec....

Language:English

Words:18209

Chapters:2/2

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9380603/chapters/21874286

[croatian2]

wedding night

Secret Valentines gift for Hannah aka @commission-an-idiot

Also i added some rare pairs, plz don't be mad.Also shoutout to @dontfightpatrickstump for the info for the weddings .

"Who would have thought I would be here mate..."A man said while adjusting his bow tie. He was little annoyed with his prosthetic leg but she instead. He couldn't say no to her when she puts her puppy face.

"I thought you were going to die by one of your stupid explosion." A large man wearing a gas mask said.

Jamison Fawkes also known as Junkrat was getting married. Who would have thought? The lucky girl is Mei-Ling Zhou a Chinese climatologist who wants to save the environment. Mako Rutledge now known as Roadhog couldn't care less on what was Junkrat doing as long as he gets his cut from the treasure.

"Did I told you how beautiful she looks mate? " he asked his friend... If you can call him that.

" Yes, you couldn't stop talking about her ever since you saw her. I had to literally punch you to shut you up." Roadhog said clearly annoyed.

"Oh yeeeeaaah! Those were the good times...." Junkrat said like he was going over a nostalgic trip.

"Now for better times! " He said excited.

"Yeah, sure..." Roadhog is certain they will broke up a week after the weeding, tops.

Mean while across the other room Mei was getting ready with her red dress with a little help with Tracer, Zarya, Satya and Fareeha. Satya was the one who made the dress. Tracer and Zarya were there because she needed some mental support .Fareeha was there so she could the voice of reason for her perfectionist girlfriend .She  didn't made any effect whatsoever.

"Alright checking just to be sure.... "

" Satya you looked over it for the 7th time!It's perfect." Fareeha said clearly annoyed.

Mei didn't say a thing because she has worked with Satya before and what she found out is that the only person that could break her ridicules symmetric system was her fiance Fareeha. Not completely it looks like.

"I will check it this last time I promise." Mei was a little bit relaxed because of her work with Satya she know she could trust her promise.

"I are you sure you are certain with this?" Zarya asked.

"Oh my God. " Tracer whispered. Zarya heard and turned towards her." What is it? " She was getting angry, and nobody wants that so Mei acted quickly. She turned Zarya's head towards her. The chair is useful in more ways.

"Zarya, I already told you on the day on the day he asked me out, on the every date I went with him, on the day he  proposed to him, and every day since then I'm certain."

Zarya didn't believe that, but she would suck it up for her. Like she does every day.

"Knock, Knock. "

" Who's there? " Mei said.

" Roadhog. "

" Roadhog who?"Tracer said.

"Really? "He said.

" It's fine come in. " Satya said.

"The broom is pissing me off and I won't stand him for another second."

" Well the braid isn't ready yet so you wait. " Zarya practically threatening said and looked in the eye holes of his mask.

" Well, I will drag her if that's what it will take to end this." The tension grew higher. Then Fareeha instinctively stood between them and broke them apart.

" Okay, that's enough from both of you. "

"Ahem" He made a fake cough to get their attention.

"Genji, why are you in McCree's clothes?" Tracer asked confused.

"Well I am trying a new look and the broom send me to tell you he is ready and he is waiting ."

"Well let's end this already. " Roadhog offered his hand to Mei.

" I will walk Mei to the...ahhhhm " Zarya's English wasn't her strong side and her.

" The altar, Zarya." Satya said.

"Da, altar." You could notice her blushing

"Mako, let her do it. For me? " Roadhog would usually break his or her face if they have mentioned his real name or surname, but  Mei was an exception. Even he doesn't know why.

"Fine, just hurry up." Then he left for the altar.

"Well isn't he cherry?" Fareeha said.

"He is just a big softy inside ."Mei said in defensive.

"Are you sure it isn't the fat?" Zarya said.

"Wow rude! " Tracer said but didn't made any effect.

While she was walking towards the altar, she could see all the little things. The way to the altar was, you could say, "marked" with a red carpet. On the each side there were chair planned by 2 x 5 system. There wasn't any plan of sitting just one thing was certain. Soldier 76 and Reaper should be on opposite sides.

Mei wasn't so sure about Reaper on her wedding but Junkrat and Lucio were insisting. While Mei and Zarya were walking towards the altar Mei has only focused on her soon-to-be husband. She didn't noticed or didn't care who sat with who, who was arguing with who. All she cared was Jamison and their life together.

Their wedding wasn't  a regular one to say at least. There were a lot of compromises.She keeps the red dress but there will be a party after the weeding. The priest being Winston was starters (It was him or Zenyatta). And there was a surprise that Junkrat mentioned a couple of times. Since then Roadhog brought a fire extinguisher on the wedding. Just in case.Mei and Junkrat were shined by the moonlight from above their head.

"Is the happy couple ready?" Winston said trying to sound less nervous as possible. It could pass.

"As ready as I will ever be."

"Yeah, what she said."

"Okay then let's begin."Winston brought a book that contains every step of the wedding. "Dearly beloved..."

"Can we skip to the "now your married" part? " Junkrat cut him off. Zarya made a silent laugh and thought in Russian -There is no way she is going to marry this guy-

"Yeah Winston please let's just get married." Mei said. She could feel the stare of everyone. All she cared was that they finish this nonsense and start their life together. "That's my girl!"

"Well if it is the brides wish... Now i pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride. "Winston finally relaxed knowing the pressure is gone.

The party wasn't that much extra. People were just enjoying their ridiculously rare free time with their special one and celebrating Mei's and Junkrat's marriage.

Lucio was obviously the DJ and he played the music with Reaper by his side. Weirdly enough they have a similar taste in music. McCree ,who was wearing Genji's old clothes (don't ask how he got them), and Genji were hanging out with Mercy, who was with D.va, and Hanzo, who was with Widowmaker. They didn't wanted to come without a date so they come together. D.va calls them the "Nothing to lose" couple.

Zenyatta and Bastion were talking to each other near the drinks. Zenyatta understood Bastion and they would always have a long, probably a philosophical, conversation whenever they had a chance. There was also Zarya and Roadhog. Roadhog wanted to keep an eye on her to make sure there wasn't any drama. Sombra was with what she called the "Lesbian" group, which was made of Fareeha, Satya, Tracer, Emily and Winston.Also she was drunk because „the blond bitch“ ,as she liked to call Mercy that (she was drunk and  nobody wanted a drama) took her nerdy girlfriend . Torbjon and Reindhart had other jobs to do so they had to left pretty soon. Jack and Ana left so they could avoid the drama with Reaper. Ana didn't mind but she couldn't say the same thing with Jack. Also she knew if Jack gets drunk he would flirt on Gabe all night long.Mei and Junkrat were just dancing.

„How did these 2 even meat?“ Hanzo said trying to start a conversation. „I have personally seen Junkrat  flirting and after that I know that even Reaper with his outfit had a better chance then him.“

„Well ..“ Mcree was hesitating.“ It is an embarassing story so ...Why not ?“ It took him  2 seconds tops to think about it.“Mei was going to get some ice cream then she spotted them robing the ice cream truck .“ He giggled .“She was so pissed that she froze them with her gun her little robot.And here is the best part .After she froze them she took a picture of them and we still have the picture in the base.“ D.va left a giggle ,Mercy laughed a bit ,Genji just stared at Mcree and Hanzo and Widowmaker just stood there akwardly and confused .

Nobody noticed but  Mei and Junkrat have left the dance floor. Roadhog was too busy getting Zarya drunk so he could have some chance at having some god damn peace.When he noticed he thought of all of the possible outcomes.

They were back the altar and there was just them and silence and they enjoyed it.

„Well James what is the suprise?“ she said with her arms around his neck.

„This .“ he showed somthing that looks like a switch.

„Well lets see it.“She kissed him.She has learned to trust him ever since she started to date him.He pressed the switch and the bombs below them exploded and brought them so high until they landed in a flying helicopter. In there were 2 mercenaries hired by Reaper.Mei's body was pumping adrenalin.

„That was awsome!!!“ Mei said and gave him a big kiss. She had a smile the rivals Junkrats when she goes on these sort of trips.

„Thats my wife.“ He pointed to her.They couldn't care less .

„Were does the young couple want to go?“ The pilot was having fun he didn't care what his collueges think.

„Who about Bahamas?“ Mei asked.

„Anything for the bride .“ He had a bright smile and did as was he told.

 The End. (plz be honest)

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DOOMBOX

*Finger guns to hell and back*

Who’s the first to wake up in the morning: probably Jamie, he more takes naps than sleeps

Who’s the one to make breakfast: Lucio, Jamie just opens the fridge and pulls out leftovers

Who’s the one to serve the other breakfast in bed: Jamie, he brings whatever he can find or make to Lucio some mornings

Who would suggest a quickie in the morning before work: It’s mutual, all it take is wiggly eyebrows

Who suggests they both ditch work to lay around all day: Jamie “Mate, mate look I found a movie I ain’t seen~”

Who chooses the movies: Lucio, as stated above, Jamie hasn’t seen many movies, and Lucio knows which ones he’ll like

Who initiates kissing during the moving, thus distracting the other from the movie all together: Jamie, he might like the movie but that mouth is more interesting

Who orders lunch: Jamie, he has what Lucio likes memorized 

Who steals food from the other’s plate without asking: Jamie, “Sharing is caring mate... ouck, that’s gross...”

Who curls up next to the other and falls asleep due to a full tummy: Both, they’re like little puppies

Who distracts the other from trying to work at home: Neither? You do not distract Jamie while making bombs or blueprints, and Jamie loves listening to Lucio work

Who asks to go get ice cream like a five year old: Jamison Fawkes

Who takes pictures of their partner eating ice cream: Both

Who makes a sexual joke about the dripping ice cream on their partner’s face: Jamie

Who cooks dinner: Lucio

Who cleans up the kitchen afterwards: Jamie, he actually hates messy work spaces

Who stays up until 2 reading: Neither, Jamie can’t read, and Lucio tends to fall asleep around 12

Who stares at their partner while their sleeping: Jamie, he needs something to keep on eye on while falling asleep, keeps him calm

Who kisses their partner while they sleep: Also Jamie