#zenyatta x male reader

[gaycragula]

do u have any sub zenyatta smut for us beloved 🙏🙏 the way u characterize Zen is unmatched tysm

First Time for Everything

Pairing: Tekhartha Zenyatta x Male Reader Warning: 18+/NSFW under the cut

Warning(s): Bottom Zenyatta, top reader, not human anatomy for Zenyatta/using valve terms from the transformers fandom(?), no actual penetration with a penis, fingering Word Count: 2029 MasterlistAO3 Link

“Zenyatta?” You call out, knocking on the door that led to your shared room. The omnic had gone out early in the morning and gone straight into your room without a word to you. It had you worried the longer he stayed there.

You’d just gotten back with him, having been away for nearly 2 months. You were hoping you’d be able to relax for a couple days before you had to go out again. Zenyatta had other plans. 

You hear him hum from inside the room and you take it as a go ahead to open the door. He’s sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to you. You find it strange, he almost always faces you. 

He listens to your steps as you walk up behind him before he feels the bed dip as you crawl over to him. Whatever reason he’s got his back to you, you assume it’s for a reason. So, you sit on your knees behind him, looking over his shoulder at his hands. “What’s wrong?” You ask quietly.

“I have been thinking,” he admits, holding his left hand out to the side. You take it and he intertwines his fingers with yours. You squeeze his hand, urging him to continue. “Humans make love, do they not?”

You feel your face flush at the question. You force yourself to take a deep breath before responding. “Some do,” you start, glancing at his hand in yours. “Some wait until they’ve married and some never do. Why do you ask?”

The hum of his fans fills the room as silence falls over the both of you. You watch as Zenyatta pulls your hand in front of him before you feel the metal of his mouthplate press against your flesh. “Would you want to make love to me?”

You move to actually sit behind, your legs one either side of his and your chest pressed against his back. “Is that what you want?” You ask, pressing your nose into the metal of his shoulder in a gentle kiss. 

He nods and you smile against him. “I’d love to then.”

The relieved buzz that seems to radiate from the omnic warms your heart and you press your lips against his shoulder in a proper kiss. “What do you know of human love-making?” You ask him.

“I do not know many of the details.”

He leaves it at that and you take the hint. “I’ll walk you through it,” you assure with a quiet voice. You pause for a moment. “What.. parts do you have?”

For the first time that night, you hear him let out a small puff of air that sounds awful close to a laugh. “I have both, do not fret.”

You let out your own awkward little laugh and press your lips against his cheek. “Do you want to stay like this? Or would you like to face me?”

Zenyatta is quiet for a moment, a rare thing for him to be in times like these. You almost believe he’s about to change his mind about this. And then he speaks. “I wish to stay like this.”

“Will do, my dear,” you whisper against him. He lets go of your hand and you begin exploring his body with your hands. He vibrates softly as you run your hands over his chestplate, finding the little nooks under what would be his pecs if he was human where some of his wiring sits.

Expert fingers run over the sensitive wires there, gently pulling on a few to gauge his reaction. It’s lovely, to say the least.

Zenyatta almost seems startled by the feelings, his back arching and a fritzing gasp coming from his voice modular. You pause and remove your fingers from his wiring immediately, not wanting to overwhelm him so soon. “Are you okay?”

“I am fine,” he says in return, his head tilted forward to look down at his chest. Zenyatta truly seems confused by the sensations you’d just managed to pull from him. It would’ve been endearing if you weren’t concerned.

“Do you want to continue..?” 

Another short beat of silence before Zenyatta nods. “I do.”

Your hands return to their places, return to the sensitive wires in Zenyatta’s chest. You don’t pull at them- you suspect that was what caused the reaction. And it seems your suspicion was right.

Zenyatta lets out soft puffs and huffs of air, some of his vents releasing a bit of steam to keep his body from overheating but he doesn’t repeat the visceral reaction from before. You were both learning about his body, it seems. 

Your touch remains gentle, caressing and loving. If this was his first time (and you’re positive it is), you wanted to make it good for him, make him comfortable and feeling loved. You certainly don’t want to scare him.

One hand continues to caress the wires in Zenyatta’s chest and the other travels farther down to tug at the hem of his pants. “Do you want to take them off?”

“Not yet.”

“Of course.” Your hand moves from his pants to rub over his tummy area, looking for any nooks you can fit your fingers into. You find one just above his waist and your fingers dip into the opening. 

Zenyatta’s body jerks and a hot jet of steam releases from his shoulder. Right into your face. “Whew, that’s hot,” you whisper as you adjust so it doesn’t hit you again. It wasn’t scalding yet but who knows how long that will last. You knew Zenyatta wasn’t used to these sensations and you didn’t know how his body would react to it. 

“Apologies,” you hear Zenyatta manage out. His voice was strained and it surprises you.

“You’ve nothing to apologize for,” you assure, pressing another kiss to his temple. “Are you still doing okay?”

A nod is all you get. You worry you’re going to push him too far too quickly. But you also know Zenyatta would tell you before you did so. You had to trust him. You take a slow breath before gently pulling at one of the wires in his side. 

It pulls another fritzing hiccup from the omnic and his hand grips your wrist. You stop as soon as he does so. Silence fills the void between you for what seems like forever before Zenyatta pulls your hand from his side and brings it down to his pants. 

Relief floods through you and you move your hand from his chest cavity as well to take his pants off. 

It wasn’t the first time you’d seen him without his pants. But it was the first under this context. It definitely felt different. 

Your hands trail over the insides of Zenyatta’s legs, finding openings between his metal plating for future reference. You knew a thing or two about omnic anatomy. You’ve repaired your fair share of them during your time with Overwatch. 

“Can you.. open your valve for me?” You request softly, your fingers ghosting over the metal plating that covers said valve. There was a manual latch but you figured it would be better for his mental if he did it himself.

The quiet hiss of air as he opens his valve seems so loud in the quiet of the room. You can’t get a very good look at it- that would have to wait for another time. When your fingers glide over in, you can feel the slick-like lube that’s already gathered there. 

You gather a big glob of it and simply circle over the valve entrance with your fingers. Zenyatta twitches against you, those pretty fritzing sounds coming from his modular unabated. You smile to yourself before you press your lips to Zenyatta’s jaw. “Still good?”

“Yes,” he confirms with another vent of steam. You had a feeling he wouldn’t last long once you actually started something. 

You tease the tip of your index finger into the mesh of the valve and you can feel Zenyatta begin to vibrate against you- basically his equivalent of trembling. But he doesn’t tell you to stop, so you don’t.

The mesh walls of his valve are soft and warm, much different than the hard and cold metal that makes up his body chassis. Your finger presses in to the second knuckle, his walls clenching around your finger, throbbing. 

You bump your nose against his cheek, drawing his attention back to you. His body, usually so relaxed, was tensed. His servos whirred in protest of the tension and he hadn’t even noticed. “You’re going to damage your joints if you don’t relax,” you murmur softly, your free hand rubbing soft circles into his hip.

You feel his head move to nod and he leans back into you completely. His hands come to rest on your thighs and he takes a moment to let out as much steam as he can to cool his body back down to core temperature. 

And you wait. Of course you do. Even as moisture soaks your shirt and you feel yourself start to sweat. You wait for him to give you the go ahead to continue. 

And when he does, you slowly begin pumping your finger in and out of his valve, listening to the lewd squelch of the natural lube he produces. 

Zenyatta lets out the prettiest sounds as you do. His voice modular isn’t used to the sounds he’s making and you can hear it give out a couple times as the feeling of your finger inside him overcomes him. 

“You’re doing really good,” you whisper to him. He gives you a strained laugh in response, a sound you return before kissing his cheek again. “Another?”

You tease a second finger against his valve, gathering more of the lube for when you get the go ahead. 

“Another,” he repeats with a small nod. He then tucks his head into the crook of your neck, the cold metal of his forehead flush against your heated skin. 

The second finger joins your first and Zenyatta lets out another hiccup, his hands tightening around your thighs and his hips twitching in their spot. 

You slowly finger him open, whispering soft praises to keep him grounded against the feelings he’s going through. He seems to be grateful for it, nuzzling into your neck in what you’ve long since learned was his way of kissing you. 

The mesh inside him squeezes your fingers, actually making it quite difficult to spread your fingers much. You don’t think you’re going to go all the way tonight. 

 Not that you mind. The sounds he’s making are worthwhile. The usual sure spoken omnic is stuttering and fritzing all over the place. It’s endearing, in your opinion. 

Slowly but surely, you stretch him out. You’re able to push a third finger into him with very little, if any, resistance. You’re surprised when Zenyatta starts moving his hips in tandem with your fingers, practically fucking himself on your fingers. You feel your heart (and your dick) jump in response to his actions. 

“Feeling good?”

Another static hiccup in response. You’ll take that as a ‘yes’. You crook your fingers and you swear you hear Zenyatta shout before he’s overloading against you. 

You hold him upright with your free arm, removing your fingers to let him ride out the overload without risk of pushing him into overstimulation. 

Zenyatta lets out one more hiccup before he basically slumps back against you. Your nose presses against his temple, soft whispers of praise and endearment leaving your lips as he comes back down. 

He lets out a soft hum after a bit, his modesty plate clicking back in place as the two of you simply bask in the warm afterglow of the intimacy you just shared. Even if you’d not gone all the way, it was a tender moment to share. Plus, you’re sure there will be a next time. 

“Did it feel good?” You ask him with a small smile. 

“It did, my love,” he hums in response, knocking his temple against your cheek gently. “Thank you.”

“Thank you for asking me to do it,” you hum back, pressing another kiss to his temple. 

[roachesbf]

So I have a Overwatch request if you don’t mind…

Can I request Ramattra’s reaction to Zenyatta dating male reader since he’s a human? Also cause why not, make male reader a shy dude

Ramattra Dealing with Zenyattas Shy Boyfriend

Ramattra lowkey throwing up and crying on the inside, but he doesn’t let it show though because he’s not gonna let a meek human like you get the best of him. I'm like 50/50 on Zenyatta being either oblivious to this or knowing it but only prying in when Ramattra crosses a line. He tolerates you at best because you don’t cause any trouble and really only interact with him if Zenyatta encourages you too. Ramattra’s very passive aggressive in the beginning of your “friendship”, you could ask him a question and he’ll give you the driest response known to man. He keeps his words just below the bar of being mean because then Zenyatta will yap his ear off on being nicer to you.

After a while he starts to see you as like a dad that didn’t want the cat but fell in love with it. He starts keeping an eye on you, and if Zenyatta says anything he’ll just scoff and say it’s because you’re too weak to protect yourself. Regardless of what stage you’re in with Zenyatta, Ramattra is the biggest cock block and third wheel!! It only dies down later on because he becomes that annoyed friend that would rather go home than hang around. Zenyatta doesn’t mind, he thinks the whole thing is silly, like wow Ramattra really has one sided beef with this human. 

You’ve stated your fear of Ramattra once and Zenyatta held your hand telling you nothing would happen, and if he did ever cross the line then he’d just have to give his ass a good kicking. You didn’t know if he was serious and before you could get any clarification, he gently clinked your forehead, trying to imitate a forehead kiss and said he was off to meditate.

[colemorrison]

Zenyatta hijinks that Zen and his SO would get up to together. Or what cute little pranks would Zen pull on his SO?

I feel like when Zen is comfortable enough with his knowledge on where his S/O standS with pranks he can’t stop

He would love to do small things just to set his partnership day off with confusion

Sometimes he’d put random sticky notes that were completely blank and bright colours just to mess with his partners head

Or change small parts of the house

“Zen, why is there one odd coloured tea cup”

“You don’t like it?”

Sorry this is so short, its so late and im super tired, I feel like Zen is so goofy though especially when it comes to ways to make his partner laugh.

[legitchase]

Overwatch Idea

The reader (a human) is adopted by Omnic parents and their S/O had no idea (maybe they knew they were adopted but didn't know it were omnics).

But imagine like Ramattra would be one of the funniest to experience this with.

Like imagine this:

Ramattra: "sure I will meet your parents though I am not sure they will be fond of an Omnic"

Reader: "oh it will be fine!"

*meeting the parents*

Ramattra: "what?"

Reader: "I told you I was adopted didn't I?"

Ramattra: "you forgot to mention they were Omnics"

Reader: "oh. Well.. Surprise?"

[struckd0wn]

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟎: 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞- 𝐙𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚

Zenyatta's metal fingers were cold against your burning flesh, holding you as gently as he could with such heavy hands. This is the first time he had touched you like this. Before he was much to scared he'd brake you, even if he was always so gentle. His metal body could crush and bruise you so easily, but he didn't understand, that was part of the appeal.

Omnics couldn't necessarily feel sexual pleasure, but he could become happy from your happiness. Not that he didn't want to be intimate with you, he just felt awkward not being able to feel anything while you felt everything. But right now, watching you squirm from underneath him, did fill him with good emotions. Zen felt prideful in himself for making you feel so good, happy that he could treat you, and although he couldn't feel it he knew how good it must be when you were practically at the brink of tears just from his touch.

The strap-on you had picked out rubbed against your eager hole, waiting for your lover to push it in. When he finally did your hand flew out to grab at his robotic arm, bracing yourself against the cold metal. "Good jod." Zenyatta would say quietly, bottoming out within your velvety walls for the first time. He waited patiently for you to become acclimated to the length, when you nodded your head he began to move.

He was slow, still worried about hurting you accidently. Your moans filled the silence as he dragged in and out of you slowly. "You take it so well. Does it feel good?" Zenyatta asks you, watching your face to gauge your reactions. The praise made you whine, nodding your head deliriously.

"Faster,please..." You would beg, watching as he hesitated to oblige. Zen moved faster, gripping the soft fat of your hips, kneading at the flesh before setting a faster pace. You moan much louder now but your boyfriend is silent the whole time, just watching you with his head tilted slightly. Zenyatta was completely enamored by humans, specifically you. Your face shows your feelings without even having to vocalize them. Zenyatta leans over you, holding himself up just to hover over you, getting a closer look at your face. You turn to meet his slanted eyes, pushing up to kiss his face plate.

Other times you would admit kissing him was definitely a bit awkward, especially cause he doesn't really have lips to reciprocate with. Now, you could care less, leaving sloppy wet kisses all over his exterior. Zen had never wanted a human body more. He wanted to feel with you, wanted to kiss you back, hold you without being scared to hurt you. All he can do is hum lowly from his voice box, pushing his face into yours in a pseudo-kiss back."you're doing so well, I could touch you like this till end of time." His voice scares you, forgetting that he could still fully talk while your lips were occupied. "Yes, good boy." He purrs, voice box rumblings from the sound. You sequel louder with each word of praise, his words pulling you closer to the edge.

"You like that," his arms wrap around you loosely. "You like being good for me?" He asks genuinely, amused by your reaction to his kind words. You nod, and just when you think this couldn't get any better, he starts experimenting. Zenyatta begins moving his hips in different ways, finding different angles to fuck into you. He wouldn't find out what you liked unless he went and found out himself. That's when he hits that one spot that drives you crazy.

"Yes Zen! Right there!" You tell him. He nods, moving to angle right into that special spot. He watches you arch of the bed, legs beginning to shake and tense against his frame. Zenyatta rumbles again, satisfied with your destroyed look as you cum all over the synthetic cock.

"My good, good, boy."

[koifish67]

If requests are open may I request some hcs with Zenyatta (and if you're comfortable, Ramattra (separate)) with a reader who is dealing with burnout

I totally understand if the request isn't something you want to do/feel comfortable with, so please don't feel pressured to do it if you dont wish to/gen

Omg! My first request! I appreciate your request <3!! I hope it’s okay that it’s Gn! Since you didn’t specify

Zenyatta and Ramattra x Gn! Reader who is having a burnout

Zenyatta

He’s can tell right away, the way you suddenly stoped talking and stayed in your room.

Goes into your room to talk to you, only to find you sleeping on your desk, with dark eye bags and many energy drinks.

Carries you to your bed and oh so gently lays you down, laying down next to you. He brings the covers up to both of you and just enjoys your presence.

When you awake your met with your omnic boyfriend cuddling you, while fiddling with your hair.

When you try to get up to get back to your work, he takes your body gently back to him, sitting you in his lap.

“You should rest, you are very weak” He says while gently pressing his forehead on yours. He wraps his arms around you and sort of, like, doesn’t let go at all.

You finally get some good sleep in his arms, along with some self care as he helps you wash your face, do some skincare, and massage you. You feel much better and can get into your work more energized and ready.

Ramattra

He also takes a noticed how his little human was all the sudden tired and always holding a cup of coffee or an energy drink.

End up just, scoping you up and putting you into bed. Taking your shoes off and helping you change into something much more comfortable.

Gives you a cup of ice water and pulls up the covers on you, putting his faceplate on your forehead and holding your hand.

“Rest my human” is the only thing he’ll say before tucking you in, making sure your comfortable.

When your awake he’ll massage you, make you a good meal, and kind words like you’d never hear out of private.

[lazysenberg]

Hi there! I don't know if this is an option, but would you be willing to do Ramattra x Transmasc reader where they're quite shy and withdrawn? I'd like to think he'd be overprotective, but I would love to see what you have to write <3

(DANGEROUS PAT PAT IN COMING)

OVERWATCH - ENGLISH

Ramattra x Transmasc!Reader (So it's a he/him if I'm right?? I'm sorry If I'm wrong, tell me, I'll put they/them!)

Fluff/Overprotective/Comfort/Transmasc!Reader/Human!Reader

WARNING : Bullying/Transphobia

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Ramattra still doesn't like humans, but he can tolerate some (most of the time, he has no choice). You're one of the exceptions.

Being criticized or harassed for who or what you are? Ramattra will be the most understanding person you know. He always has been criticized because of what he is.

A lot of his brothers and sisters died because they were Omnics. Ramattra learned about you because of Zenyatta.

His brother knows you for now two years and he talked a lot about you and Genji to him. About how you both were "different" from most of the other humans.

For Ramattra, you and Genji could never be different.

Zenyatta then explained to his fellow that a lot of transgender people, like you, were bullied by other humans that were not trans people. He also explained that sometimes, trans people were killed because of who they were, like Omnics.

Ramattra stayed in denied, until he met you ;

You were a shy boy ; hidden behind Genji and Zenyatta, scratching your arms and hands, kinda afraid to meet the tall Omnic.

At first, he just looked at you : pretty curious. He titled his head to the side, and if he could squint, he would have.

It was like this for a long time.

Everytime you both met, Ramattra wasn't talking, he was just staring. Then he started to learn more and more about you ; how you were shy, afraid to be harassed because of who you are, ...

The first time he talked to you, you were at the Shambali Monastery. Somehow, a group of young people came there.

When they saw you getting ou of a little shop from the village and noticed that you were a transgender person, they started to surround you.

The cashier from the shop saw that you were in danger. He ran out of the shop through another exit and he found Ramattra with two other Omnics.

He asked them to help because young humans were giving people troubles, so Ramattra followed him to the shop.

When the tall Omnic noticed you were here, in danger ; he didn't know if he really wanted to help.

But then he heard :

"- Look at you! You monster... You're not a real boy! Are you even human? I'm not surprised you're here with these damn robots! Us, we're enough smart to not give you a chance to stay among us! You would just scare people with your weird ideas..."

The person couldn't continue to harass. Ramattra grabbed their arm to make them face him.

"- This boy here is a better human than you, the ones who don't deserve the Earth's life are rats like you... And if Y/N is here with us, it's because you're not SMART enough to take care of him!"

The bully got scared, like their friend when they saw Ramattra. They immediately fled.

When they left, Ramattra saw you : scared and trembling.

Somehow, he sight and he lowered himself to your height to face you correctly.

A hand landed on your cheek and then you realized that the Omnic was touching you.

You looked at him, tears in your eyes.

"- You're okay, my dear. They're gone. They won't hurt you ever again."

You couldn't hold back, your tears fell and you jumped in Ramattra's arms. At first, he didn't know what to do. He was scared to hurt you because he never really been kind with humans or caring with their bodies.

But then, the Omnic just put a arm around you, considering it as a hug. You were still crying, thanking him for his help.

Since this day, Ramattra always stayed by your side. Zenyatta were really glad that his brother finally trusted, at least, one human on this earth.

For Ramattra, you both are the same. And you fight for the same rights, you fight to live, you fight for who you are and who you want to be.

The Omnic never thought he could appreciate a human. But you came in his life, and you're not ready to leave his side.

[acradelius]

Uhm, hey!

Sorry if this place is not the right place to drop requests, but oh well, here we go...

Could you do some NSFW Zenyatta with the Sunyatta skin x male reader (preferably, if you vam) with Zen being dominant hehe. I'm really intrigued to see how you would write him, Sunyatta is just hnnngh- sooo good! Some smut with Zen's best friend would be much appreciated! ;)

PS. I have a massive crush on Sunyatta's claws a-and I'd love for you to include them, anyhow you want! <3

"I AM YOUR GOD"

Fandom: Overwatch / Overwatch 2

Pairing: "Sunyatta" (Tekhartha Zenyatta) x M!Reader

Rating: Lemon [🟡] (NSFW!)

Warnings/Mention Ofs: College Student! Reader, Human x Omnic Relations, Religious Aspects/Themes, Worshipping, Praise, Implied Manipulation, Obsessive Themes, Submissive Male Reader, Dominant Zenyatta, Slight Oral Fixation, Omnic Receiving! Blowjob, Robotic Cock Attachment, Claws, Scratching, Causing Wounds, Bleeding, Profanities, Orgasm, "Open"/Closed Ending

Word Count: 1,764 Words

Author's Note: robo dick robo dick robo dick

 There was something about studying abroad from the country you’ve spent your whole life growing up and living in, that was definitely something that (Y/N) could agree with. There was something about being able to wander throughout the bustling streets of Cairo, Egypt, taking the miraculous sights of the cultural events happening throughout the town, tasting the amazing exotic food that trying to describe the taste was just so difficult from how good it tasted. There was just something about going out to those night activities with some buddies from the university and leaving Cairo, sneaking into some ancient ruins of Giza Plateau, which started to make (Y/N) feel somewhat anxious about getting caught, and ending up awakening an ancient god from his slumber. Yet, there weren't any feelings of fearfulness, no feelings of ongoing dread despite the unknown words that proceeded to echo off the walls of the ruin and that booming, threatening tone of voice. If anything there was that feeling of inquisitiveness, that yearning desire to figure out who exactly this devine god was and what exactly he was capable of. 

What exactly had happened after that was uncertain to any of the trespassing members there, only brief moments that they could remember that wasn’t much to explain or too conflicting to process what exactly had happened. Yet, there was a certain amount of things that (Y/N) knew every time he would sneak out from Cairo back to those ancient ruins of the Giza Plateau to visit the god over and over again. 

Being able to worship him was such an honor. 

Being acknowledged by him was such an honor. 

Sunyatta reciprocating (Y/N)’s romantic feelings was such an honor. 

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It was becoming more and more difficult to maintain healthy boundaries with Sunyatta, seeing that everything else around (Y/N) was seemingly falling apart. He was struggling with his studies, finding himself missing more and more classes, failing more and more exams to the point he was on the verge of failing and being evicted from his classes. (Y/N) was struggling to maintain relationships with other people, including his own family, coming up with various excuses as to why he couldn’t socialize with them. Overall, he was neglecting his responsibilities, besides what had been ingrained into his mind as the most important one: to return to Sunyatta and worship him with everything he had. It had merely begun as something that had taken place every couple of weeks, but over time and spending more time with Sunyatta became more frequent in time, at this point it had been that (Y/N) was sneaking out almost every night to see him, spending countless hours with him. Tonight, happened to once again be one of those nights, Sunyatta having promised him a reward for his excellent dedication and loyalty. 

It doesn’t take that long for him to reach their usual meeting place, (Y/N)’s arms full of various objects to offer to Sunyatta, but had stopped within his tracks upon hearing him begin to speak. “You’re such an exquisite, loyal follower (Y/N),” Sunyatta began to address as he began to enclose the distance between them, not bothering to even glance at the items that were being carried, picking them up precisely with his serrated claws and merely tossing them aside until (Y/N)’s arms were empty. “You bring me various items, various items that you have believed to bring me delight, which they were in the beginning,” (Y/N)’s attention had been focused on watching the claws disperse them items onto the ground before glancing up at Sunyatta as he spoke, but was focused back onto the claws as they seemingly twirled and danced within his vision before one had started to prod at his lips, which he unconsciously opened his mouth slightly for them to enter into his mouth. “There’s only so many materialistic items that can be offered to someone such as myself to keep oneself appeased.” There’s a slight hesitation from (Y/N), almost stepping away from Sunyatta. Did his gifts not happen to be good enough for the god? Was there something more that he could offer to keep Sunyatta appeased? Multiple times (Y/N)’s mouth parted open to say something, but instead he was interrupted by Sunyatta speaking once again, “You’re next offering, I want it to be your body. Your physical pleasure~”

There’s an unaccounted time that passes that brings (Y/N) to this moment, being down upon his knees in front of the god, proceeding to softly whine as he gripped at Sunyatta’s loin cloth, beginning to be used for Sunyatta’s own pleasure. “You must be patient, as you need to be prepped for what is bound to come~ For the time being, you need to enjoy the show~” Sunyatta simply ignores whatever response (Y/N) might have gave, if he happened to give any response at all, and proceeds to begin by trailing his claws across (Y/N)’s flesh, watching as he would momentarily flinch as Sunyatta would press his claws deeper into (Y/N)’s flesh to leave scratches, sometimes deep enough to where blood would start spotting from said scratches. Then begins the removal of (Y/N)’s clothes, but not in any old-fashioned way, oh no~ Sunyatta does as he stated, taking his time and “removes” the clothing by simply shredding them to pieces, watching as with each more piece of clothing there’s of (Y/N)’s bare skin being revealed, more bare, unmarked skin for his beloved god to mark up. Scratch after scratch after scratch~ 

“Sunyatta,” There he was upon his knees beneath the one that he could only focus on at the moment, visibly trembling underneath the claws, bucking his hips against the air as if that would relieve some friction to his hardening, throbbing cock. “Open your mouth widely, it’s time to prepare yourself for the next phase of our delightful worship session~” (Y/N) wasn’t one to complain, as he could only imagine the pleasure to come. He was sure that if he obeyed and did what he was told to do, that he would be rewarded greatly. Opening his mouth widely he had stuck out his tongue, allowing there to be more room, and proceeded to take two claw tips into his mouth, treading with caution to explore them with his tongue. Being met with praise he let out a muffled groan, one of his hands once again tugging at Sunyatta’s loincloth all while the other one was trailing down to his own cock, beginning to slowly stroke the length. Continuing to address the claws within his mouth, not minding the faint taste of iron from having nicked his tongue. Upon the removal of the claws there’s a disappointed groan before it turned into a muffled noise of surprise as he felt something foreign enter his mouth, the texture being warm, but having a silicone based exterior. Upon opening his eyes he’s met with Sunyatta’s loincloth having been pushed to the side, realizing that apparently his beloved had his own cock, and he was being blessed with having the opportunity to pleasure Sunyatta’s cock with his mouth. Upon resting his hands upon Sunyatta’s thighs (Y/N) can feel the faint vibrations, a slight mechanical noise as the cock within his mouth begins to not only vibrate, but also rotate as well. (Y/N) figures that Sunyatta’s getting close to an orgasm, seeing the way that one of his hands was placed firmly on (Y/N)’s head, helping him take the length of his cock down his throat. 

🔅          🔅           🔅          🔅          🔅          🔅          🔅           🔅

It becomes difficult to focus upon anything with all the vibrating and rotating features of Sunyatta’s cock being activated within (Y/N)’s ass, causing him to clench tightly and have the tip of Sunyatta’s cock rub roughly against his prostate, causing him to cry out. He can’t help but absolutely love the way that Sunyatta is handling him, ass up in the air while his face is rubbing harshly against the ground, Sunyatta having one of (Y/N)’s arms pulled back while the other one rests on (Y/N)’s back, slowly etching scratches into his back that spell out his name. “You’ve come to realize that this is your future, yes?” Sunyatta hums, leaning down to whisper the words into (Y/N)’s ear, chuckling afterwards at watching the drool leak out of the corner of (Y/N)’s mouth and onto the ground, him not being able to speak a complete, understandable sentence without letting those sultry moans and pleas echo out into the open. “Your future is here with me, (Y/N)!~ You will serve me, treat me as your master!~ You will worship me, worship the very ground I walk upon!~” 

Sunyatta, beginning to lose his calm and collected pace and speed, began to thrust his hips quickly and disorganized, occasionally slamming his hips against (Y/N)’s ass to stretch him out, merely addressing it as preparation for future physical worshiping sessions. Leaning forward Sunyatta released the hold upon (Y/N)’s arm, using it to reach around and wrap around his neck, pulling his head back. “Maintain eye contact with me as we cum together, alright, (Y/N)~” Another whine, another string of saliva spilling from (Y/N)’s lips and onto the ground below, trying to maintain eye contact but finding it difficult to do so. Profanities echo throughout the air, a casual “F-Fuck, your cock feels so good!~ T-Too good!!~” followed by Sunyatta’s “Continue taking me cock, show me how much you actually love worshiping me!~” That pleasurable, twisting gut feeling becomes almost too much, even despite the pain of Sunyatta digging his claws deeply into (Y/N)’s skin, trails of blood being smeared across his skin, partially staining it a light red. “Cum, cum with me, (Y/N)!~ Cum with your god!~” It’s almost instantaneously that (Y/N)’s body begins to violently tremble underneath Sunyatta, crying out as he rides out his orgasm by weakly riding it out against Sunyatta’s cock that still had yet to cease its vibrations and rotation. Sunyatta’s hot, hot to the touch that is, but that doesn’t prevent him from beginning to thrust his hips against (Y/N) once again, chuckling softly. “I am your god, (Y/N)~ No one else can make you feel this way~ Don’t you ever forget that~”

[ya-zz]

REQUESTS

These are requested by you, anons and non anons. I try to get these to be between 1-2k words so it's fair.

I'll write pretty much anything as long as it's not incest, underage NSFW, bodily fluid kinks.

Please keep in mind that I do work full time so I will do my best to get these done as soon as I am able to.

!!!THE RED MEANS IT'S NSFW!!! ORANGE IS MILD NSFW

Tumblr ask 1 || SH Reaction - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (976 words)

Tumblr ask 2 || Meeting a Mage - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1793 words)

Tumblr ask 3 || Pranking Ramattra - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1620 words)

Tumblr ask 4 || Panic Attack - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1107 words)

Tumblr ask 5 || Fighting Feelings - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1827 words)

Tumblr ask 6 || Family with Cassidy - Cole Cassidy x Reader (gen) (1052 words)

Tumblr ask 7 || Fixed and Headpats - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1037 words)

Tumblr ask 8 || Sorry for Leavin' - Cole Cassidy x Reader (gen) (1524 words)

Tumblr ask 9 || Hatred - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1522 words)

Tumblr ask 10 || Arranged Marriage - Hanzo Shimada x Fem!Reader (1514 words)

Tumblr ask 11 || Fighting Feelings part 2 - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (2035 words)

Tumblr ask 12 || Flirting - Reaper x Reader (gen) (1457 words)

Tumblr ask 13 || Perverted Thoughts - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1511 words)

Tumblr ask 14 || Hacked - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1368 words)

Tumblr ask 15 || First Kiss - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1308 words)

Tumblr ask 16 || Breeding Kink - Ramattra x Fem!Reader (2099 words)

Tumblr ask 17 || Awkward kiss - Zenyatta x Reader (gen) (1321 words)

Tumblr ask 18 || Attempted Suicide - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1417 words)

Tumblr ask 19 || Retaliation - Reaper x Reader (gen/pos fem traits) (1770 words)

Tumblr ask 20 || Vibrations - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1619 words)

Tumblr ask 21 || Break-up and child - Hanzo / Genji / Cassidy x reader (gen) (assorted word count)

Tumblr ask 22 || Fear - Ramattra x Omnic Reader (gen) (1544 words)

Tumblr ask 23 || Praise - Sigma x Reader (gen) (1317 words)

Tumblr ask 24 || Playboy - Genji x Fem!Reader (1201 words)

Tumblr ask 25 || Bloodline - Genji x Fem!Reader [commission] (4831 words)

Tumblr ask 26 || Discipline - Ramattra x Fem!Reader (1891 words)

Tumblr ask 27 || Intruder - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1625 words)

Tumblr ask 28 || Change - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1029 words)

Tumblr ask 29 || Proposal - Genji x Fem!Reader (1061 words)

Tumblr ask 30 || Pikmin - Ramattra (1140 words)

Tumblr ask 31 || Ball-Jointed - Ramattra / Genji / Zenyatta x Reader (gen) (assorted word count)

Tumblr ask 32 || Suits - Hanzo and Genji x Reader (gen) (1098 words)

Tumblr ask 33 || Shelter - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1173 words)

Tumblr ask 34 || Permanent Shut Down - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1852 words)

Tumblr ask 35 || Winter Warmth - Ramattra x Reader (gen/male) (1102 words)

Tumblr ask 36 || Brat - Ramattra x Male!Reader (1615 words)

Tumblr ask 37 || Acceptance - Ana / Reinhardt / Soldier 76 x Trans FTM Reader (1665 words)

Tumblr ask 38 || Albinism - Ramattra x Reader (gen/female) (1381 words)

Tumblr ask 39 || Exhausted - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1722 words)

Tumblr ask 40 || Wii Sports - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1544 words)

Tumblr ask 41 || Pre-Match Interactions - Ramattra x Reader (gen)

Tumblr ask 42 || Take Me With You - Genji x reader (gen) (1334 words)

Tumblr ask 43 || Tipsy Touching - Ramattra x Fem!Reader (1619 words)

Tumblr ask 44 || Fixed the Broken ALT ENDING - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1707 words)

Tumblr ask 45 || Possessive - Ramattra x reader (gen) (1071 words)

Tumblr ask 46 || Christmas Eve - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1267 words)

Tumblr ask 47 || Kidnapping - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1264 words)

Tumblr ask 48 || Your Song - Lucio x Fem!Reader (1345 words)

Tumblr ask 49 || Endless Apologies - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1097 words)

Tumblr ask 50 || Meeting Mom - Junkrat x Reader (gen) (1337 words)

Tumblr ask 51 || Secret Admirer - Lifeweaver x Reader (gen) (1333 words)

Tumblr ask 52 || Take a Break - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1339 words)

Tumblr ask 53 || "I Want to help" - Ramattra x Omnic (1149 words)

Tumblr ask 54 || First Word - Ramattra x Fem!Reader (1772 words)

Tumblr ask 55 || Calm and Cold - Cassidy x Reader (gen) (1578 words)

Tumblr ask 56 || Break Free - Zenyatta x Reader (gen) (1200 words)

Tumblr ask 57 || Denial - Ramattra x FtM!Reader (1520 words)

Tumblr ask 58 || Hacked PT2 - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1348 words)

Tumblr ask 59 || Tangled - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1705 words)

Tumblr ask 60 || Hacked PT3 - Ramattra x Reader (gen) (1228 words)

Tumblr ask 61 || Young and Old - Ana x Reader (gen) (1448 words)

NOTES

I wanna thank those who have requested. It has been such a pleasure to write for you!

[aaabsinthe]

Overwatch Male Characters Masterlist

Here is the Masterlist of Overwatch male characters - please ensure to read and check the request rules before requesting!

Key

Angst: -

Fluff: =

Smut (18+): *

Baptiste 

Bastion 

Cole Cassidy

Doomfist

Genji

Hanzo

= + * Hanzo x Female Reader Relationship Headcanons and NSFW Headcanons

Junkrat

Lucio

Ramattra

Reaper

Reinhardt

Roadhog

Sigma

Soldier 76

Torbjörn

Zenyatta

[bruhhhh-huhhhhh]

Overwatch 2 Masterlist

Ana

None yet!

Ashe

None yet

Baptiste

None yet

Brigitte

None yet

Cassidy

"Leave.” Cole Cassidy x reader angst

“Into the Void” YeeHan angst/fluff

D.va

None yet

Doomfist

None yet

Echo

None yet

Genji

None yet

Hanzo

“Into the Void” YeeHan angst/fluff

Junker Queen

Junker Queen general relationship/parenting headcannons!

Junker Queen x reader with an ED

Eating her out (NSFW!)

“Rock hard On” NSFW

“You’re Losing Me” (Angst)

“Come Sit”

“Girl Crush” (Angst)

“Such Small Hands” 

“Rough Morning”

Junkrat

Partner in Crime (Part two to this)

Kiriko

None yet

Lucio

Lucio with a male new recruit reader

Lifeweaver

Making him laugh

Mei

None yet

Mercy

None yet

Moira

None yet

Pharah

None yet

Ramattra

Holding Reader’s Hand (Fluff)

Reaper

None yet

Reinhardt

None yet

Roadhog

None yet

Sigma

None yet

Sojourn

None yet

Soldier: 76

"What’s wrong?” Dad!soldier76 x child!reader

“Bad Feelings Before Dinner” Dad!Soldier76 x child!reader

Sombra

None yet

Symmetra

None yet

Tracer

None yet

Widowmaker

None yet

Zenyatta

None yet

Zarya

None yet

[gaycragula]

can you write male!reader confessing to zenyatta, maybe give some kisses on his face plate (no master/student stuff pls!)

love your stuff!

Snowy Confessions

Pairing: Zenyatta x Male Reader Warnings: Little mention of death (grandparents passing away), very little dialogue Word Count: 1368 Masterlist

The snow crunched under your feet as you walked through the small village. You had heard word one of your old friends was coming through and you were heading to meet them at the entrance. Your jacket sat heavy on your shoulders, the fur lining it keeping you warm despite the biting wind.

Some of the other villagers stopped you to talk to you for a moment. You didn’t mind- you were well acquainted with everyone who lived in the small village. A majority of them were generational, their homes passed down to them from their parents who had it given to them by their parents and so on. 

Your grandparents had given you the small home after they passed. You’d seen them a couple times throughout your childhood, your parents didn’t really go far out of their way to see them but, once you were an adult, you started going out to see them more and more. It’s where you’d first met the omnic.

Tekartha Zenyatta.

It was a warm, summer day. You were out on the porch of the home, chatting with your grandparents. It wasn’t unusual for others to stop by for a conversation or even for a quick drink. You had heard news that there was a newcomer to the village, another elderly couple had stopped by and asked your grandparents if they’d seen him yet. It had struck you as odd. No one normally stopped by unless they had family here.

Your grandparents had gone inside to cool down, the summer sun a little too hot for them while you decided to sit outside a bit longer. It was then that the omnic stopped by. He introduced himself, not as his name, no, but as a wandering monk. His voice had this calming hum to it and you found yourself drawn to it. 

He conversed with you, asking you about the small village and yourself yet wouldn’t answer any questions you asked with actual answers, only other questions. Despite that, you enjoyed talking with him and you assumed he felt the same since he came back multiple times. It always was when you were visiting, like he knew when you were and weren’t there. You suspected your grandparents were somehow contacting him. 

Over the years, you grew closer and closer to him. He had finally told you his name after the fourth or fifth time speaking to him. Tekhartha Zenyatta. The name was familiar and you only realized why it was familiar after he had left. He was THE Tekhartha Zenyatta. You’re not sure how you didn’t realize earlier.

His stays were short lived but they always felt months long and you always anticipated his visits. He’d actually invited you to travel with him a couple times, both of which you politely denied, telling him you’d like to spend as much time with your grandparents before they inevitably passed.

Zenyatta was always understanding and would never push.

The first and only time Zenyatta had ever shown up unannounced was after your grandparents had passed. You’d been organizing the funeral and had been so lost in thought you didn’t hear the door creak open. 

It was the first and only time his voice had made you jump, startled you. It was his longest stay as well. The monk stayed with you through the funeral planning and a couple weeks after to make sure you were going to be alright. You’d never been more thankful and you let him know, thanking him almost every day.

He always brushed it off, saying he couldn’t leave someone in mourning. And it was around that time that it blossomed. This little feeling in your stomach that fluttered even at the thought of the omnic. It started off small enough that you felt you could keep it pushed down, maybe it would blow over.

You suppose you couldn’t have been more wrong. 

Zenyatta would send you a letter to let you know when he was stopping by. It always contained the day and time he would be there and he was yet to be late. With every letter, the little butterflies in your stomach would flutter about, reminding you of the feeling you were so desperately trying to keep pushed down.

Years later, you were still battling your feelings, in denial. But here you were, waiting by the entrance to the village, waiting for the omnic’s shape to appear in the distance. Your stomach fluttered with those forsaken butterflies and you felt heat rise to your cheeks. You chalked it up to the cold getting to you.

You saw his figure in the distance. Right on time. He met you with an embrace, his metal lining surprisingly warm against the winter chill. The words shared at the entrance were brief before you were leading him back to your home, desperate to get warm. 

Once you were comfortably warm, sitting in front of a fire with a warm drink in your hands, you both finally got to talk. Zenyatta told you about his most recent travels. From London to a place in Australia, all the way to New York. He told you of the people he met, the places he went. 

Each place sounded unique, with different people, different cultures and mannerisms. It almost made you regret not joining him for his travels. Your face must’ve betrayed your thoughts and his voice brought your attention back to him. The same sentence.

“Would you like to join me on my travels?”

You took a breath, squeezing your mug a little tighter. “I would love to,” you start, pressing your heel into the rug on the floor. “But I just,” you sighed, all but collapsing against your chair. “I couldn’t.”

You thought he would leave it at that, he normally did. Today seemed to be different. “And why is that?” Zenyatta’s voice was quieter than it normally was and it made your heart pound in your chest. You couldn’t lie to him.

The room fell silent as you mulled over your thoughts, trying to find the words you wanted, no-  needed to say. You swirled your drink in your mug, watching as it spun gently before taking another deep breath. “I have been denying feelings I know are there. I have tried to ignore them, will them away, and they just won’t,” you start, keeping your eyes downcast out of embarrassment. “I- fuck- I really like you. I couldn’t go knowing I don’t just want a friendship with you.”

You braced for the repulsion, bit the inside of your cheek as you waited in the silence that draped the room again. You never once looked up from the rug that decorated your floor. Well, not until metal fingers cupped your face and urged your head up. 

Zenyatta had sat himself on the arm of the chair you were sitting in, his thumb rubbing over your cheek bone with such gentleness you couldn’t help but lean into it. “You do not need to hide your feelings from me,” Zenyatta hums. “For I feel the same way.”

Your heart skipped a beat and you felt relief flow through your body. You pressed a shaky kiss to the palm of his hand before letting out a relieved breath. “I didn’t want to risk ruining what we had.”

He chuckled, running his hand down your neck to rest on your chest where he could feel your heartbeat under his sensors. Your heart was still hammering in your chest as you tried to control it. You reached up to brush your fingers over the back of his head before pulling the omnic down towards you. A gust of air released from one of his vents when you pressed your lips against his cheek plate and you fought the urge to laugh. Seems omnics can get embarrassed as well.

"I would love to join you on your travels," you hum against him, pressing more short kisses over his faceplate. "If you'll have me, of course."

Zenyatta let out another laugh, pulling away from you to cup your face again. He leaned back in, pressing his faceplate against your lips in a kiss. "I would love to have you."

[husbandohoarder]

The priest marrying me off: I now pronounce you man and (glances over at the ensemble of men standing in line to kiss me) … Overwatch

[mlmwatch-headcanons]

76, Zenyatta and Genji with a boyfriend who likes to stealthily leave them little gifts (origami, snacks, happy little notes with cute doodles and declarations of affection etc) in places where they will find them (whether they are actually stealthy or A for Effort/You Tried is up to you ✨)

SOLDIER 76:

- he melted seeing these

- he keeps them around his workspace a lot

- sometimes he catches you putting them around but he doesn’t bother you

- he shares the snacks you give him

- on missions he knows he will be gone for very long he takes them with him

- he will leave notes for you too and you always keep them around as well

ZENYATTA:

- he always knows when you’re doing them

- he lets you have your fun though

- he puts the origami you make him around him as he does his usual meditation

- loves when you make the origami cranes, he puts them on strings so he can hang them up

- when it ends up being 1000 cranes he will make a wish with you

- you show them how to make the origami cranes after he expresses how much he loves them

GENJI:

- he wonders how you’re doing this with him not noticing

- either way, seeing them he always thanks you

- he keeps the notes on the inside of his armor

- also, he made a note wall so you can both leave notes there and doodles of course

- he started to leave notes and doodles as well

- it ended up as ‘who can leave the most notes/doodles every day’

[koifish67]

zenyatta x male! Reader headcanons

He can’t kiss sadly, so he’ll just like, put his face plate against you cheek or put his head on your forehead and just, stay there for a bit.

Doesn’t do pda to you but is more than welcoming if you do it to him.

Tell his brother about you and, to no surprise, he has a negative reaction.

“I’m so glad you’ve found a partner zenyatta!”

“Thank you brother, there a lovely person”

“wwwwwwwwWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAATTTT”

When you get any sort of small cut or something he’ll just heal you.

Mediation dates! If you don’t want to mediate he’ll let you lay on him or cuddle him.

Backwards hugs are, honestly his favorite thing, like he loves feeling you behind him.

Causally puts you on his lap while he floats.

HE HAS A CAT, IT FOLLOWS HIM SOMETIMES AND HER NAME IS IRIS.

[di3-sexual]

Lucio, zenyatta, and the dragon bros (separate) with a male!reader with Thor-like lightning powers.

I love this a lot! I’m a huge fan of marvel!!!!

i’m assuming the lightening thing/strength is what you want me to talk about and not being a whole ass god lmao

Lucio 

do you know how dope he would find this? 

very dope is the answer

he would probably- but respectively- ask a million questions about 

he would think you’re so amazing

would loudly cheer you on when kicking ass on the battle field 

“Yeah! That’s my baby!” would be heard while youre fighting a group of talon soldiers

there are definitely songs written about you 

hell, probably a whole album. he’s a sucker for you and wants the world to know how awesome you are

he loves you so much, you have no idea

Zenyatta 

“you have anger in your soul.” he’d mumble after first seeing you on the battle field. you would be a little offended, but way too proud to actually say anything other than that.

you know that Zen knows A Lot about the soul and things like that far better than anyone else, so maybe he is right

when you confront him about that back on the base he laughs at you, waving you off. “i don’t wish to make you further upset. take my observations as nothing more than that.” 

you and him have a pretty weird relationship, very casual and filled with little quips. you gave zen a very good outlet for him to be childish  

you two meditate for an hour when possible before bed 

Hanzo 

the first time he sees you at base he scoffs at you, he thinks you’re very regular. not very smart or anything else that makes you incredibly… unique.

during training you don’t really use your powers, just your strength 

“I guess overwatch will take anyone.” 

You think he’s kind of a dick, and you’re not wrong 

the first time he sees you in action is in battle. and holy shit

you’re far more powerful than he could have imagined, and he feels like an idiot and like he’s absolutely crossed a line 

after the mission he comes up to you, all scuffed up from the mission, still smelling like sweat and blood. “i’m sorry for how i acted before.” He muttered under his breath. glaring slightly when you start to laugh. hard 

“man, I don’t really care… I appreciate your apology but you don’t need all that.” You reply back, your own smile infectious 

the two of you become pretty good friends, and tend to team up during missions and watch out for each other

Genji 

you met him when he was first inducted into blackwatch and you were always a little scared of him 

he always was secretly really impressed by your powers 

the first time either of you really talked, you initiated it, and he was surprised by it

“I saw you practicing yesterday and was wondering if you could teach me how to do a back flip?” you would ask, and the wide, shocked look on his face was slightly worrying. why wasn’t he saying anything? 

honestly no one really goes out of their way to talk to him ever. “…. Sure.” 

and at first your relationship was really awkward, just you trying to do back flips and him staring at you before shaking his head. “wrong. you’re still to scared.” and eventually you two became very close.