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gotafewtricks · 7 months

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there are two main things that i love in this life: genji and plushies… what if reader makes genji plush and shows him..? would he like it? would he be like erm what the scallop? maybe this request is a little too silly… but… genji plush

★ "Don't turn me into a marketable plush!"

i am going FERAL over this ask. i literally was just thinking of that, too, today. HAPPY BIRTHDAY GENJI <33 It's okay, nothing is ever "too silly" here :3 reminds me, I think on Etsy you can commission someone to make this kitty Genji plush? Or, I'm tripping.

You figured that you'd want to go get Genji a special gift. He doesn't really mention liking much, other than musing about his early fascination with arcades and his troublemaking antics. Over the course of years and years, he's calmed down, but you do love seeing his more playful sidee shine every once in a while.

You knew that in his line of work, he doesn't expect anything for himself. The most that he could ask is just for someone's happiness and appreciation, that that's it for him to be reminded that—yes, he's doing a good job, and he's doing his best.

When he first acquired his new body, he'd be disappointed in himself; in his newfound form. Blinded by his strong, persuading emotions—there would still be times where he felt as if he didn't deserve someone's kindness. If he were to see someone who mirrored how he was back then, he could not've felt empathy—rather, a digust in seeing a spitting image of himself.

He now understands his worth and value in a greater extent now, with the help of his closest companions, mentor, and everyone... Ah, it still gives him chills whenever he thinks about that whole process again.

You were first interested in his initial reaction towards getting a plush. Would he think of it as merely childish, or would he understand the amount of hours you absolutely slaved over in trying to find the right techniques for it? Only time'll tell.

The idea was cute and simple; as it was merely just a plush. You wondered if he even cared much for plushes, figurines, or anything that he could really display. You knew that with his work as an agent, he is more-than-likely constantly out. It's be cool if he were to be able to at least settle the gift in a place he'd be able to see it every so often, as a gentle lil' reminder of you, but you didn't even know of he even... had a consistent residence.

You persevered, albeit.

After tutorial video after tutorial video on trying to work on a humanoid base for your plush, it became taxing on your hands. Either if you're working with knitting needles, sewing by hand, or machine—it was annoying how you'd prick your finger, trying to aim for the felt to stitch it up; or, the amount of hours that pass by whenever you try out your crocheting skills. It was a simple idea, so why weren't there any simpler methods?

Nights where you'd slump over your desk, fingers all red from the exertion, and your brain tired from all of it. You wanted to do your best for Genji, but it was difficult trying to even find a baseline on where to start with him. How'd you even make his helmet? Nonetheless, the inteicate details to his outfit and weapons?

You didn't want to commission the plush, as you were determined to make it from your own very hands. Through sweat, blood, and tears—you WILL make this thing.

Ultimately, you knew better than to just work and work and work on such a hard project. As much as you wanted to show Genji your utmost appreciation, also in a medium that you'd equally love, you knew that gifting Genji a bundle of stuffing all patched together by mishappen thread wasn't something you should be thinking of.

At the end of the day, you just wanted this idea to get out of your head. You didn't promise a gift to him, rather, you promised one to yourself. You'll get this done, even if it's eating away and nagging at your thoughts. You didn't buy all of those supplies for nothing, after all! Better make that money worth it.

Thinking on the topic of him possibly not being able to display the gift in a convenient position, you did consider making the plush smaller. However, the only issue was was because of the loss of quality that is also brought by with it—since you have to downscale the details, and simplify a few things so that it doesn't look all-too overwhelming.

You decided on making him a little charm. You'd imagine he'd be able to put it on a bracelet or a necklace, or just on whatever—as a little bit of added personalization. There were still the downsides listed prior, but you feel as if you tackled too big of a project for yourself; as it did require both patience in waiting lots, and having a lots of time.

At first, you were lost on really doing this, but ovee time with what you've learnt, you made a little plush charm that could fit into someone's palm! You were awfully proud of the little guy, since as soon as you were done making him and hooking the little chain, you gave it a tiny headpat with your index finger. Well done.

When Genji felt you tap his shoulder, you could tell that there was a smile behind his voice, as he asked what you wanted. He sensed you before then, but wanted to see what you'd do anyways.

You hid the item behind your back, snickering to yourself about what'll ever possibly happen. You guessed it was just from Genji, but gosh, does he make you eager. Even if he's not doing remotely anything in specific.

"What is it? Normally, people do not just laugh at something with their hands like that." He'd point out—thanks Captain Obvious—whilst with that teasing edge to his voice. He'd take a sidestep, a gander at what you may have, and then you try to cover it up.

"Be patient! Isn't that your whole thing?"

You then would sigh, as he made a mocking motion with his hands; mimicking how a sock puppet would speak. Upon making the comment on how he must not want his gift after all, he then shakes his head affectionately with a gentle tsk.

Once you then clasped your hands over the charm, you brought it out in front of you. When you released them, and showing him the little plush, he couldn't help but laugh at how adorable the thought was. He'd look up and down, judging by how he moved his head—since you cannot really see his eyes—nonverbally asking you if he could pick it up. You allowed him, and he then held the little guy in between his thumb and index.

"It's a pocket you." You explained, sounding dumb but you didn't care. Genji was busy squishing it, and playing with the keychain. "You're a father now."

He hated how he was just so giggly today. With an eye roll, you knew him enough to tell that, he then pockets the object in his hoodie. You were glad he liked it so much. "I'll take great care of my new son, don't worry."

The next day, whenever you went out to get a breath of fresh air—you saw Genji, sparring his sword against some practice dummies set up around the site. You wished you would've said more previously to him, that you made the gift out of appreciation for the ninja—but seeing how he had the accessory pinned on his hand, a place where he'd always have it... It spoke volumes.

#overwatch x reader #ow x reader #genji x reader #genji shimada x reader #genji #genji shimada #overwatch #gender neutral reader #gn!reader #req #reqs open

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k4katsujin · 1 year

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overwatch music headcannons! + small reader insert!

including hanzo and genji, mc cree, reaper, kiriko,mei and lucio since they're my all time favorites

please keep in mind that these are just MY opinion and i don't know the characters' backstories so this may not be accurate , it's ok if you disagree but don't be rude about it 💀 THIS IS JUST FOR FUN OK

word count: 977 :D

pre-post note: AAA that's it now i want to create playlists for each one of them and the best part is no one can stop me

✨hanzo

he doesn't have any particuliar taste he just doesn't like very loud music

he likes japanese bossa nova and listens to it when he parctices/medidates

he probably asked lucio why he has to pay for spotify premium and asked him to get him a cracked version of it because he refuses to pay for it (he actually has a lot of money but has a love/hate relationship with americans *staring at cassidy intenifies* but deep down it's really because he doesn't know how to properly use the app without lucio's help but he doesn't want to admit it because it makes him feel old)

I JUST KNOW MY BABYGIRL SECRETELY LIKES KPOP GIRL GROUPS LIKE TWICE AND NEWJEANS (kiriko secretely added newjeans music in his playlist)

listens to shiloh dysnasty, lofigirl lives when he needs to focus on signing his family's papers, he likes tyler the creator but only flowerboy and call me if you get lost because his others albums would be too "violent" for him (don't forget he's an old man 😔 /hj)

HE OBVIOUSLY LIKES CLASSICAL MUSIC like some mozart or chopin or even beethoven

he either has too many playlists or like only his liked songs one (but he doesn't now how to use spotify so he always asks you or lucio on how to do it)

he definitely likes lamp and even went to some of their concerts

oh and he plays shamisen too, his parents gave him and his brothers lessons since it's something very dear to them as music is a very big part of the shimadas' culture

"hi there sakura! do you want to listen to music together?" and then he'd pat the seat next to his for you to sit on

✨genji

since he's (kind of) a robot i feel like he listens mostly to breakcore and jungle dnb, it depends on his mood

he likes bossa nova too but is more into japanese rap

although he's more of an extrovert than his brother, he still needs his time alone, but he'll never mind your presence

"oh? hello there little mouse" as he notices you came in his room. he always sets a bare cushion on the floor for you to sit on. "do you want to listen to music together?"

i feel like he'd like 90's/2000's rap like mf doom, tupac and ice cube because lucio made him discover some of their songs ( i want them to have a thing together aa "but he's already with mercy" CRY ABOUT IT I DONT CARE no one can stop me from writing a genji x lucio fic MWAHAHAHA THIS IS GONNA BE SO RANDOM

though basically he's more of a sewerslvt/ my head hurts type of person (a/n: please listen to my head hurts if you like breakcore their music is so good)

when he feels lonely he asks you to come in his room to listen to some of your favorite music (he secretely made you a playlist)

✨mc cree

as a proud cowboy i'm pretty sure he listens to country music (this man's old too /hj)

he probably listens to old bands like the beatles and metallica

that's it that's what he'd listen to

oh and maybe taylor swift because her music would remind him of the countryside he's born in

"hey there pretty!" (don't judge me i js feel like he would call you that don't ask me why) "come here i made you a pie!"

✨reaper

I JS KNOW HE LISTENS TO SLIPKNOT AND DEFTONES

METALLICA TOO

he doesn't specifically like your presence but he doesn't tell you to leave him alone either

"what do you want? fine you can stay but don't make too much noise"

that's it that's my hcs 🗿krkrkr that's not a lot i'm sorry

✨kiriko and mei (+ d.va bonus)

i js know my girlies listen to kpop

they have a shared playlist with very various things

kiriko's music taste is prety much kpop (the ogs, blackpink, stray kids and txt, they probably stant them)

mei is more of a classical music person

dva likes krap but she's more of of a stay stan

"hi there! have a seat! kiriko and i have made tea!"

✨lucio

I JUST KNOW THIS MAN'S MUSIC TASTE IS IMMACULATE

everybody asks him for music advice

i think he's one of the real "i listen to everything" mfs, his listening goes from classical music to brakcore but also and mainly rap

mf doom, tyler the creator fan (esp the albums before igor)

the music he makes is either really calm like accousitc guitar covers or STRAIGHT CHAOS there really is no in between and i'm here for it

BRO IS A KENDRICK LAMAR FAN if the two of them were in the same universe i'm a hundred percent sure theY would have made music together

p sure he listens to travis scot ON BLAST so loud he always get yelled at by because it disturbs his meditation

when he feels lonely he invites you on the roof to play you soft songs on his guitar

THAT'S IT :D THANK YOU FOR READING

ily if you read through the whole thing <3 /p kith kith if consented 🎀

have a good day !

-kanahari/ @chainsaw-locket-444

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eternalsawake · 2 years

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10 minutes | blackwatch!gabriel reyes x blackwatch!gn!reader

rating: teen - for swearing, depictions of violence, death? (also kinda angsty idk)

an: hi this is my first x reader TEEHEE i rly hope you enjoy n if this does well ALSO ur powers were heavily inspired by irelia from league of legends idk i think her powers are sick

the uproar of emotions that fell over gabriel’s body shook him to his core. the crackle of red, orange and yellow filled his eyes.

the explosion.

"it's probably nothing reyes, i'll be back in 10 minutes tops," they said.

the last look on their face before they ran off burned into gabriels memory, tugging at his heart strings. not once had they called him reyes. even when the two quarreled, he was still called "gabe" "gabriel" "cariño" but this was, this was different. they were furious, and had every right to be.

a few hours before - reader pov

it was a simple job. get what we needed and get out. genji, you, moira, cassidy, and commander reyes worked together like cogs in a clock, flowing smoothly, but it didn’t last for long. you knew gabriel reyes had a temper, all of blackwatch knew but tonight, he was more on edge than ever.

"the shot heard round the world" is what some people call an extremely loud sound; or in this case, gabriels shotgun puncturing through antonios chest, enough to see straight through as though the pit of a spyglass. "reyes what did you do?!" berated cassidy "this was NOT the plan."

"well.. looks like we're going with plan b." reyes stated as the alarms rang around the five. everyone readied for what was coming next. talon troops.

"cassidy. reyes. moira. take care of the ones above, genji and i will flank from behind." you ordered. all had obeyed, but gabriel was confused, distraught even. "since when were you one to give the orders?" he questioned. "since when were you one to shoot our target that we needed ALIVE?" you retorted back. "focus you two," genji interrupted, strumming his fingers against his grit chest plate. "we don't have much time." you scoffed and went with genji. as you turned around to face him, you felt a pair of eyes digging into your back. you knew it was gabes, and honestly you didn't care.

for the past year, you and gabriel had grown closer ever since. sure, being put on a probationary period for literally kicking reyes in the ass may have set back your relationship for a few months, yet you and him grew closer than ever. you two had been in a relationship for almost a year now: you truly loved him and he truly loved you. unfortunately, throughout the past couple of months, you and gabriel’s relationship had been edging towards the cliff.

doctor moira o’deorain, a brilliant scientist with a fixation on her erratic experiments. inflicting harm onto enemies AND being able to heal your allies was quite the impressive feat, but your indifference towards the doctor prevented any sort of friendship between the two of you. her offer to improve your skills still burned in your memory. you had trained for years, almost a decade, under the watchful lenses of the shambali. your body had found enlightenment, channeling that newfound energy to bend 5 carbon steel blades at your will. the thought that someone believed you needed artificial enhancement felt like she had spit on the shambalis teachings.

moira and gabriel became closer, sneaking away to her lab to do god knows what. at first, you believed he was cheating on you, or at least hiding something from you. the distinct mention of a wife rang from o'deorains lips quickly shut down your thought, but what was with the sneaking around? was reyes being experimented on without your knowledge? is that why he missed your last date? to be experimented on?

the five agents had managed to ward off most of the troops, eventually escaping to the extraction point, only waiting for your drop ship to arrive. cassidy's voice yelled, "get DOWN." you turn and are met with talons assassin, clawing away at you. you were rendered useless as they pinned you down, slashing and clawing at you, until you heard a familiar booming voice, "stay down, this will be messy." a flurry of shadows, a death blossom drifted in the direction of the rogue assassin. shadows escaping around the figure, a swarm of shotguns pacing towards you and your attacker. gaining control of your blades, you used them to push the assassin off of your body. with one quick slash, the assassin dropped to their knees, gasping for any air they could receive before dying. the carbon blades floating around you stopped glowing as you turned to face the shadowed figure.

“gabriel??” genji questioned. all of blackwatch was petrified, the dilation of reyes pupils proved that even he was terrified of his own, raw power. as quick as a whip, cassidy’s mouth flung open, ready to vociferate his thoughts when your hand flew to his mouth. your incandescent facial expression painted on your perspiring face; ready to let all hell loose.

"are you SHITTING me right now gabe? what the actual hell was that? is this what you've been sneaking away to do? to become..THIS?" you barked. the adrenaline coursing through your veins like an indy 500 racer.

"i did it for you," he replied, softly.

"did what exactly gabriel? hide your little experiment from me? you missed nightly training AND not to mention, our last two dates? are you serious right now?"

"i did what i needed to do, and i know i should have told you, but this was MY choice," his tone of voice adjusted with each word that rolled off his tongue, growling bitterly between the small pauses.

"or did you just want your time in the spotlight like morr-" you retorted, but before you could even finish your sentence, your blackwatch pilot piped in. "sorry to interrupt your couples therapy commander, but i have visual on your position. i'm coming in for a landing, but it's gonna be hot."

"let's go, we will have a long debriefing ahead of us, won't we?" moira sniped. cassidy scoffed and he and genji waved down the blackwatch ship. as you were about to walk toward the ship, your senses were heightened, the hairs on the back of your neck standing up. an unknown feeling, pulling you away from the incoming ship.

'leave.'

"i feel somethings off," you state, forcing the words to spill from your mouth, "i'm gonna run a quick perimeter check." genji and cassidy return a puzzled look in your direction. "we have cleared the area of all the troops, any more coming and we will be killed." genji specified. your vision shifts to cassidy, painted with a look that could bring tears to your eyes. "don't worry, it's probably nothing, but let me check, alright?" you replied.

"first giving orders, now going on your own? god what has gotten into you, hm?" the raspy voice questioned.

"it's probably nothing reyes, i'll be back in 10 minutes tops," you said, masking your internal anger and melancholia.

"just... be careful alright?"

you nod as you walk off, configuring your blades into a makeshift hoverboard, gliding back through the courtyard, into the art gallery, hopping off at the bridge. taking a moment to look out of the scenery. venice, italy. a gorgeous city filled with breathtaking views. as you stared off, taking in the night sky, you pondered yourself. you pondered blackwatch, overwatch in general, all of your feats and defeats: the memories flooding your brain like a tsunami. could you just give all that up? all that effort put in? at what cost?

composing yourself together, as you readjust your posture; you scan the scene. you see troops collapsed over the bridges railing, blood splattered across the ground. a set of clothes piques your interest. despite being so dull and quite plain, you immediately undress from your suit, peeling off every last layer. the clothes felt foreign, yet comforting. you jump immediately as your cochlea's hear a rolling sound, only to find out it's a barrel rolling in your direction. as you stop the barrel, you notice it's unfamiliar logo plastered on the side. explosive possibly? as you look up, your eyes dart to the knocked over barrels - with the exact same logo.

your stone cold expression formed into a small grin.

without thinking, you swipe the abandoned assault rifle from the deceased talon agent. by using your blades, you tear your suit into shreds. you messily toss the mangled artifacts of clothing around the barrels and run a solid 400 ft away from the barrels. you hoist the rifle up to your eye level, stabilizing your breathing for better control. your finger clicks the trigger, the knockback sending you back a few feet, as the bullet pierced through the barrels.

as soon as gabriel reyes planted his left foot onto the dropship, an irregular tremor set him off balance. "what was that?" cassidy barked. "was it more talon troops? ...reyes?"

reyes was engulfed with the sight infront of him. the uproar of emotions that fell over gabriel’s body shook him to his core. the crackle of red, orange and yellow filled his eyes. his body gave out, instantly making him fall to his knees in anguish. "i'll go." said a sullen, soft voice. "no genji, let me do this." reyes choked out.

rising to his feet, he sprinted, going as fast as his legs would carry him. the sting in his calves, the tightness in his chest, it fell to the waist sides. the only thing that was on his mind was you. the explosion turned into a tremendous fire, roaring as high as the hilltops. gabriel ducked an incoming material on fire, unknown of what it was. as he was blowing on it, ceasing the fire, he noticed the familiar emblem sewn meticulously into place.

their blackwatch logo.

he couldn't hold back anymore. a eardrum blasting caterwaul rang from his mouth, a stream of tears gushing from his eyes. why..why did it have to be you? "it should've been me," he thought to himself. his scarred, blemished hand clutched the fabric, as his tears strolled down his face.

the faint wailing you heard just about shattered your heart. in the almost year of you and reyes dating, you had never heard so much emotion in his voice. yes, he did cry infront of you, but it was a one time thing. your body tugged at you to return, to embrace gabriel, to sob with him, but you knew this had to be done. to stop a wound, you first have to stop scratching it. stepping back from blackwatch, no, overwatch was your way of scratching it. you had to stop, you had to move on. who knows, you may return one day, when you are needed the most. but for now?

you right foot leads first, and without looking back, you take your first step.

next part here (:

#overwatch #overwatch x reader #reaper #reaper x reader #gabriel reyes #gabriel reyes x reader #cole cassidy #genji shimada #moira o'deorain #retribution #x reader #overwatch imagines #imagines #blackwatch #overwatch reaper #gender neutral fanfic #gender neutral pronouns

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jinxedyaart · 9 months

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A little too Similar part 6

A/N Careful of mindless skin picking out of boredom and nerves. Just a little heads up before you start this new chapter!!

Just as he found Cole, the cowboy called out to him. Motioning his arm to the cyborg to come closer. He was sitting down on a couch with a few other people surrounding him. All conversing between themselves. Farreha with Zayra, Hana with brigett and Cole. Or well Cole was but now he could add in genji to the mix

"There ya are. I was wonderin why ya didn't follow me here."

He chuckled as genji grew closer. Genji moved around the room to sit down next to his friend. Dusting off his sweats before getting comfortable on the couch.

"Yes, Leo asked me to show them around once they finished the meeting with winston and angela... They wanted someone more quiet to be with as they toured around the buildings.. I guess.."

His tone wavered a bit, showing he was slightly nervous. Not exactly sure how to take of it. He said yes to be nice but in reality he was a little hesitant. They seemed a little off when they first met and his head blared alarms no matter what they said.

"Maybe they'd like to get to know ya better genji. I mean heh Angela did tell us she specifically chose you for this mission.. Plus they don't seem to be harmful or dangerous if that's what you're fretting about."

The cowboy responded back, taking note of his friend's slight jitters about Leo. Trying to calm his nerves down. Genji looked down at his hands, rubbing his 'sweat' off of it on his sweats. Maybe he was overthinking this. As he took in his friends words, the ninja nodded to him and to himself.

"Their files from what Angela could tell me is similar to my own. Just tweaked differently here and there and minus having a new body from a sense of rebirth.."

He whispered out, remembering the small bits Angela could give him about their life. All she said was to talk to them more and not be afraid to ask..

"Cmon they seem harmless Genji. Like a corn snake. They look dangerous but really aint much. Don't fret it."

Cole spoke out, nudging him slightly with his elbow. The cowboy was trying to ease up his friend but all genji could do was think about it more and just let the conversation drift to something else. Maybe he will ask Leo a bit more about themself if they felt comfortable to chat about it that is.

Meanwhile Leo finished up packing and putting everything away clothes wise, they stashed away their luggage in a corner between their bed and bureau. Carefully placing their sketchbook close to the corner of the bureau closest to their head pillow. In case they have some doodle ideas at night or something of the sort. Shifting around in their room on their knees, scuffing their tights and shoes in the process. Grabbing the closest side of their bed to push themselves on their feet, motioning to the door. Hesitating before even opening the door, wanting to test something out. Or well someone.

"Athena? Right? Um where is genji's.. actually where's Winston at this moment?"

They called out, jutting their head around the room, trying to find where exactly they should speak out to. Trying to find either speakers or even a small disk shaped thing in the room. Jumping out of their skin as she replied, her voice encasing the room.. Mumbling a small 'oh jesus..' as they held their chest, right hand over their heart.

"Genji is currently in the living space, conversing with Cole and a few others about the mission as well as other subjects. Winston is currently with Angela in his office. Would you like for me to call him to assist you Captian?"

She informed back to Leo before ending with a small comment Winston made on his way out. Confirming that she infact did hear everything just outside the door or even the whole building. Making a small mental note to be wary of what exactly they say and to whom..

"Yes, and um after the meeting.. can you ask genji to meet me just shy of the hallway after the meeting is done.. uh please and thank you."

They spun around confused as to where exactly her voice came from. Nevertheless, they paused their personal charades. Just as Athena confirmed, they opened the door to face the hallway. Coming out of their room to lean against the side wall as they awaited their company now empty handed. Turning their right hand back and forth, bending their fingers as they examine their nails to pass the time. Going underneath each nail to clean out any gunk shoved in there. Deeming the action finished once each nail was able to see just the yellow tips of it. Then promptly taking their glasses off their face and clean the lens on them with their sleeve. Gazing up as they heard a mix of feet slapping the floor and heels clicking away next to them.

"I'm assuming you weren't waiting too long for us"

Angela pauses just before getting to close to Leo. Moving the clip board in her hands to her side instead. Putting her full attention to Leo's face with a smile. Winston standing with a welcoming smile on his face as she spoke.

"Dr. Angela!"

They paused to open up their arms, pulling Angela close to their body gently for a hug. Squeezing their torsos closer to the other without meaning to. Pulling away chest first from the doctor to look into her blue eyes. Both arms still placed on the doctors upper forearms in a gentle grip.

"I'm sure you've been reading over my documents for my modifications. Peaking your interest in them?"

They tilted their head as they ended their statement. Their black eyes finding a peaking curiosity in the doctor black pupils. She was curious as can be when it came to something she had no knowledge about. Letting go of her arms fully to give her some space.

"Well of course something like that has me intrigued by it. I've never really dealt with your specific request but I will try my best to learn from it. Maybe later today you can stop by my office and tell me how it was made."

She glowed as she spoke with interest. Ocean eyes shining with a want of information. Both pulling away from the other with a smile. She fixed a lose blond strand of hair, pushing it to her ear with her free hand. Turning her body to the direction she came from.

"First we shall first better inform you about the mission ahead in Winston's office. As you and one other person would need a good set up for it if we want this to go generally smooth."

She slowly started to walk awaiting Winston to continue on the conversation. The pair guiding the newer addition through the halls to a different part of the building. Both heels clicking at different times, echoing through the halls as they walked.

"As I've told you on the phone it is a grabbing Intel undercover. We gotten some information of some talon associates going to a club in Paris. We have some plans to get hotel reservations for you and the other agent under a fake alias. I said to pose as a socialite and their body guard."

He continued the conversation, passing doors and halls as he talked. Opening a set of doors on the lower level before walking up the stairs to his office. Pushing his body with one arm as the other started to do some normal talking motions. Pausing to concentrate on opening his door. Pushing it open then shifting to the side of it for the other two to go in first. Lastly closing the door behind him. Pulling over a chair for Leo in front of his desk. Typing away on his computer, pulling up the suspected guest and the info that connects him to talon. Another omnic who seems connected to Maximilian. A close friend it seems, having a few pictures of the two together having different conversations it seemed. Their eyes narrowed as they scanned the screens. Grabbing the handles of their chair and jumping it forwards to read everything. Kicking away the peanut butter jar lids away from their chair as they jumped. Noticing that Winston was similarly messy when it came to his eating habits.

"So you want me to try and seduce an omnic as a Socialite with what power to my name? What exactly would he want from a woman?"

They asked, leaning back in their chair. Left hand stroking their small chin in thought. Picking at their cheek pimple scars. Forcibly breaking the scab open subconsciously. Flicking the dead skin under their nail away from them and onto the floor. Feeling a liquid ooze out of the now re- opened wound.

"That's where you would come in in-advance. As you in the club, you're gonna try and chat with him to have you some more information. You'll be sent there in a few days in advance to start to get a lay of the land."

Winston clarified a little more. Not focusing on what they were doing beside him. Typing a bit more to show more information of the entire plan he had and as he finished all info dumping, Leo interjected.

"So who would be my body guard?"

They asked openly to the pair. Scratching their lower right cheek lightly with their long nails. Turning to the gorrilla in the room, expecting a response from him.

"We chose genji to be the best pick. I personally think with his overall silent attitude and the mask helps with the body guard idea."

Angela anwsered this time with a pip in her voice. A big proud smile on her face as she informed. Surprising Leo in the process from the suddenness.

"I've already talked to him about it and he's fine with it."

She stopped and turned to Leo with a smile. Almost proud of her personal choice. Her clip board now infront of her thighs, both hands holding it there. Her entire aura dripped with pride over him. She knew genji was a little nervous about Leo but an old charismatic seducer and an overall charismatic seducer for a couple mission is a good mix in her mind. Plus they would talk between themselves and figure out the other isn't so different. Both files nearly mimic one another but there was still big differences between the two in their respective backgrounds but that's a line they will cross together.

"I-... I mean I don't mind it.. I uh how do I say this nicely...Why not Cole or something? Like a big beefy dude like Reinhardt or even winston.."

They asked back, freezing their nervous tick in genuine interest. Why not the cowboy or even the big Reinhardt dude?

"Cole doesn't exactly have the strong silent type down. Reinhardt would be another good pick for one physical day but he can't be scary if you see how he is often times and everyone knows winston is the newest leader of Overwatch so that is a no...sooo genji is the best pick in my eyes."

Angela shot back, clearly confident in her pick of her friend. Genji is a good pick and Leo wasn't too sure but if she knows better than she knows better than them. Who are they to argue with the team doctor about what's best.

"Alrighty then. I'll start to have more one on one time with Genji then."

Leo laughed out, shifting in their chair. A little nervous about having more one on one with the ninja. They didn't know much about him, just what the papers gave which left it with some scratches of info. All blackwatch information given to them only gave bits and pieces of how truly controversial that part of overwatch was. Few had gang affiliates and other where just born to become criminals or something like that. They has heard the occasional story here and there about the shimada but unless asked they will only assume or take everything with a grain of salt.

The meeting was only a few hours, 3 max with all Leo's questions on how far is too far and what all backup plans are in case of emergency. What if we need a medic, mercy will be on call always and ready to fly over there. Require some extra hands of a good tone of music, Lucio can send over some files. Need extra hands for a fight, Cole and the others are ready for a backup call. Etcetera, etcetera.. Ending the meeting with a few nods here and there and a few files printed out for Leo to review the mission notes in their own office and time. Finally being able to leave the room was what they wanted most but information is key in this situation. So they would take the files happily. Trying to make sure the papers weren't creased against the door lock as they closed it. A soft sigh leaving their body as they relaxed a bit before turning to the stairs.

Genji stayed leaning against the wall, awaiting at the end of the stairs for Leo. Arms crossed in front of his chest. He only got there a few moments ago since Athena told him to start his way there as the meeting was about to end. His mind wondering off on assumptions of the newest part of the pack. Having his thoughts pause as he then turned his head in the direction of the sound of heels clicking against the ground. A door closing as well in the same direction with a soft 'have a good night you two' being muttered out. A two toned 'you as well' reaching just past the door. Once fully shut, the heels clicking got closer and closer to him. A few chains clanging against each other also could be heard in the quiet large room.

Seeing Leo walking down the steps with their head pointed to the ground. Their right hand grabbing onto the railing for extra balance as they stepped. Reaching the final step with a gentle sigh, looking up at the ninja with a shy smile. Both of their hands covering their front with the papers. They were a little out of their element as they were now a guest instead of host.

"So you will be my partner for this mission huh? Angela seemed proud of it."

They started to try and fill the silence before it consumed them with worry about everything their doing. Starting the conversation with a small tilt in their head as they looked at him.

"Aha yes, she said it would be a good match for us to go."

He responded back as he bumped himself off the wall. His tone a little shaky but it was from nerves and slight worry. He stood still until Leo was the first to show signs of wanting to start. Pausing as an awkward silence filled the air. Clearing his throat as he continued.

"Uhh.. Where exactly would you like to see first?"

He asked slowly, looking around first to try and find Angela's gaze but she was too focused on Winston to notice the ninja gazing up at her. Slowly letting his attention fall to Leo's face whose attention was pointed to the side of him.. or behind him.. he couldn't exactly tell where but it wasn't him.

"That's the thing I.. uh hah i don't exactly know where to start.. we could start outside in? Or well start here then end in my office? No! Actually end it at Angela's office. She wanted to chat about my mods before I call it a night."

They spewed out nervously. Not wanting to seem rude but both were clearly nervous about the other for different reasons. What caught genji's attention was the fact Angela wanted to chat with them and so he took that comment and ran with it. As he started to walk to show Leo around he began a different conversation. Remembering Angela's words of encouragement.

'They aren't so different from you genji. Just ask them about different things and you'll see you aren't so different and you have nothing to worry about. They aren't like your family..'

He took in a shaky breath and started to ask.

"So.. your mods. Why exactly did you want them anyways? If you don't mind me asking. Ive never heard of someone wanting to change their voice."

He looked down at them to see their black eyes shine just a tad at his question. A small smile creeping up on their lips as they formed a response. A shine of white light surfacing their black irises, a reflection of the ceiling lights above the pair as they walked.

"I didnt change my voice, just enhanced it. I wanted to be able to do what sirens do.. how even some singers were able to connect with people through their voices and songs... I've always had a desire for that same ability. I wanted to be able to connect with my voice, to be able to change people with my voice. However once the omnic crisis began, my desire of what my voice could do changed a bit from something stupid to something helpful."

They joked as they were withholding something else but bit back their tongue to not say the full reason. Their head started to wander about as they walked. Nervous to make eye contact with the ninja out of fear their eyes might accidently tell him to inquire more about the reason. Their small frame leaned away from the ninja almost as if they were a bit embarrassed by the first reason.

"Really? So at first they were just for a new singing voice?"

He teased, changing the nervous air surrounding the two. It came out so naturally as if he wanted to cheer them up for some reason but it wasn't a thought in his mind for now.. Smirking underneath his mask as he peered down at Leo's expression who was still pointing their eyes at the floor until they heard him tease them. Shooting their face up at him in shock before a wide smile took place.

"Hahaha hey! Nooooo.. it wasn't just for that. I wanted to enhance my voice, not change it. I was praised often for it and I won't lie. It gave me an ego.. So i made a mock up mod for it and when I was like 17 or so, I got a mods specialist to make one for me."

Their throat produced a weird noise, almost like a coughing up snot from the base. Nudging the ninja with their small frame, only knocking his balance off for a second before he was able to regain it. Taking in what they said. Now the air was a bit more playful for the pair. Their tone an equally teasing one at first that slowly drifted to a more sweet one. The ninja was slightly taken aback from the playfulness the two had gained in such a short time.

"A mods specialist? Like a real one or back ended?"

He was trying to keep the conversation going as they passed the halls. He kept teasing so comfortably now with them. Now he was walking slower to keep this going as long as he could. His interest being tickled with bits of information he was curious about.

"Well it was a 'acquaintance' of my eldest brother if you catch my drift. So I don't really know if she was one or the other. She was just a sweet lady who offered up to do it for free. Ever since then I've gotten it fixed here and there of course. Better than what I was given but for something that was free. It did what I wanted it to do at the time."

They shrugged off the comment, looking over their shoulder to see him peering down at them with.. interest? They couldn't exactly read his face since he was wearing his mask. His mind filled with a weird mixture of emotions. Pity? No.. maybe it was sadness and embarrassment of that phrase.. he knew they meant he was a player.. just like genji in his youth but none would do something for Hanzo unless asked.. But the fact they were open about how they even got the mods slightly improved his perception of Leo. They just answered the question without any real hesitation.. they even confirmed it wasn't government doctors just some random lady.

"My brothers always pushed me to do the things I always wanted to do so this was his way of trying to make it come true. Of course Fernando had a funky way of making sure I get settled well but he always meant well when it came to family. Sure when he was in his younger true Casanova phase,-"

They raised both arms above their head, making a rainbow like moment with both after the word casanova for an emphasis. Looking up to the ceiling as they walked, putting both hands down at their sides again once they finished.

"-His life was anything but calm. So in those moments of peace, the girls who flocked at his feet gave him whatever he asked for.. but one offered something to his family and he slowly changed from that day forward."

They stopped as their expression softened at the memory of their brother alive and young again.. The ninja empathize with them, seeing how the topic of their brother had them make the same expression as Hanzo. Like an over barring sorrow filled them as they reminisced the past.. They sighed gently from the thought, turning to gaze up at the ninja who was already looking down at them. Slightly tapping his arm with the back of their left hand.

"But enough about me and my things..What bout chu and the mask? Is it like a culture thing or did something happen?"

They quickly tipped their head towards the ninja, pointed at his face with their chin subtly. Quickly pointing at their face, making a circle motion around it as they asked him. Pointing at the metal piece covering his mouth. It looked slightly rude but he had a feeling they didn't mean to make it sound that way. Their expression quickly changing back to a playful one with a rehearsed ease.

"I just feel comfortable behind it, is all.. Plus I think I sell the cool and mysterious look with it."

He shrugged back, bringing up his hand to brush along his neck. Dragging it down to his hoodie strings, he shifted slightly away from them. He didn't want to say the exact truth either..

'Ah he also got nervous ticks here and there.'

Leo noted the motion of his hand in their mind as he spoke. Watching his human hand fidget with the ends of the ties before letting it go. Giggling a bit by his end comment as once he finished. Under the mask was a little smile on his scarred lips that they couldn't see.

"I'm sure with everything I don't know about you, you sell it to me. That's for sure."

They switched off the papers in their left hand to the right. Bringing up their left to play with a strand of white curly hair. Another nervous tick of their's. Twisting the end around their pointer finger and thumb, feeling the rough texture of it between their fingers. Another mumbled laughter leaving their painted lips. Their face now pointed to the floor with a smile. And just as they were about to say something else, he froze.

"So here we are at Angela's office."

He coughed out a little awkwardly in response to their action. Both hands going up then down quickly, pointing to the door infront of them. His mind started telling him that they aren't trying to flirt..

'Maybe it's just a small nervous tick not a flirting action..'

He sighed softly as he focused on the door. Hearing a few knocks from infront of them. Startling him away from his thoughts. Looking down at his hands to make sure he didn't subconsciously knock on her door without meaning to. Shifting his head to the side to see a small hand balled in a small loose fist.

"Dr. Angela? You in here?"

Leo called out waiting a reply from the behind the door. Hand still up in front of the door, hesitant to knock again. Ultimately putting their hand to their side before propping their body up on the tip of their toes to see into the small clouded glass window on the top of the door. Their heels clicking on the ground everytime they try again on their toes to see through the window. And everytime they are just out of reach of it.

Genji stuffles a silent chuckle at the notion, finding it slightly amusing yet adorable at the fact they were too short to reach the window.

"Yes Captain. Come in!"

After hearing the confirmation, they opened the door with a smile. Turning back to gaze at genji, a shy flirty smile gracing their soft features. Normally their black eyes would take his energy the more he looked into them but this time a strange warmth fills him as he nodded back hesitantly. Maybe it was because Angela was right there in a small space just peaking out of his view. But maybe he wouldn't be that bothered by it as much as he was before having this small talk.. The mysterious way they acted in the first meeting now being slightly understood in his mind. Slowly connecting the dots that family is a big thing for Leo.

"Ah before I forget, thank you genji for the walk. I hope you're not bothered by the next time I bug ya to walk with me."

All he could do was nod again as he mumbled out a small 'yeah that's.. fine'.. as he closed the door infront of him to give the two privacy. It wasn't his conversation so he would just wait until Leo leaves before going in to chat with Angela. His mind now ran wild with what exactly just happened between the two of them. The conversation was only turning sour once they asked about his background. They shared bits and pieces to those who ask but still try to dance around the topic with just enough to leave him wanting more information about them.. maybe it's something they learned from their older brother without realizing it but it worked subconsciously or not.. Genji was a bit more comfortable with this new addition, now having a genuine interest in them even if it's just for a moment.

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Looks Good on You - Oneshot

In which you accidentally end up wearing one of Genji's hoodies. He likes the way you look in his clothes, maybe a little too much.

tags: smut, slight fluff, genji x reader, gender neutral reader but afab, unprotected sex, genji is a tease

a/n: i don't really write smut, so go easy on me lol but I hope you enjoy. also this is not meant to be accurate to the lore

(using the same gif as price of love because i am OBSESSED)

Living at Overwatch Headquarters has its pros and cons. You do get free food, and the security makes danger nearly impossible. The cons, though? Well, you somehow got roped into laundry duty as your chore for the week. It could be worse, at least. You could have gotten the chore of cleaning the mats in the training room again. That one was pretty bad. At least for laundry, you are basically sorting it out and delivering it to people. You pull a hoodie over your head and start to leave your room. The next load of laundry should be done by now, and you can sort it and take it to its owner, then start the next load, then you can finally head to bed.

You know the instant you put the hoodie on that something is wrong. It doesn’t fit quite the same way that your clothes do. You don’t have the energy to change, though, so you don’t worry about it and head out your bedroom door.

It doesn’t take you long to reach the laundry room and you grab the empty basket meant for the dry clothes. You take a look at the bottom of it, and see “GENJI SHIMADA” scrawled across the plastic surface in marker. So it’s Genji’s clothes you’ll be delivering tonight. Your stomach does a slight flip as you start to unload the dryer. You’ve always had a small crush on Genji, but you forced yourself to always push it away. Sure, he is alluring and handsome, but it had to be just like any other crush you would get over. It would never happen.

Unlike other crushes, though, it never went away. You would find yourself watching him train, entranced by his graceful yet calculated movements. You would find his eyes in a crowd of people. He’d bring a smile to your face every time he talked. Your skin would burn whenever his touch happened to graze it. It’s frustrating how he had such an effect on you, and it is even more frustrating that you’re sure it is one-sided.

You push the thoughts of your pointless crush down and pick up his basket of clean clothes. His room is relatively close to the laundry room, so you thankfully don’t have much time to think about him on your way there. You reach his door and pin the basket against your hip to knock softly on the door.

The door quickly opens, and your breath is nearly knocked out of your chest. Genji stands there, his black hair disheveled in a way that makes him look all too tempting. He’s wearing a fabric face mask loosely over the lower part of his face instead of his typical metal one. He has on sweatpants that hang low on his hips and a black long-sleeved shirt that is tight around his figure. You can nearly see the muscles of his abs through it, but you snap your vision back to his face quickly, worried he would catch you ogling otherwise. His crimson gaze watches you.

“I have your laundry,” you say. He steps aside, letting you walk into his room. You’ve been in his room before, having delivered his laundry multiple times. His lamp is the only light in the room, keeping it mostly dark. He closes the door behind you, walking to take the basket from you.

“Is that my hoodie?” His voice is husky and slightly muffled from the mask. You frown, looking at the sleeves of the black hoodie.

“Is it?” You ask. It did feel strange when you put it on.

“Well, it has my last name on the back, so unless we got married without me knowing, I’d say you got mine,” he says with a slight chuckle as he puts his basket on the bed and starts taking the folded clothes out and stuffing them into his dresser. You laugh too, covering your mouth with your hand.

“Nah, I married your brother and didn’t tell you,” you keep laughing. You remember once you mentioned how handsome you thought Genji’s brother was, and despite Genji and his brother being on good terms now, Genji’s eyes darkened then. They darken now, too, and he shakes his head. He knows you’re joking, but there is still a spark of something in his crimson eyes. You talk yourself out of thinking it’s jealousy. He’s certainly not jealous of you talking about his brother.

“Haha. Very funny,” he says. His muscles flex as he moves, and you have to fight the feeling of getting mesmerized by it.

“Seriously, though, I’m sorry. Whoever did the laundry last must have given it to me by accident. I’ll give it back tomorrow,” you say.

“Why not now?” Genji asks. He moves the now empty laundry basket to the floor, and his full attention is on you now. Your cheeks start to warm as he watches you, waiting for a response. He sits on the edge of his bed.

“Well, uh, I’m kinda not wearing anything under it,” you say, feeling your cheeks heat up even more. You hope it’s dark enough for him to not notice, but you can see him clearly, so surely he can see you too.

“Ah, well give it to me when you get the chance,” Genji says. He seems utterly unaffected by the thought of you wearing his hoodie with nothing under it. Though, you do notice the way his eyes glimmer, but you aren’t sure why.

“Nope. It’s mine. I’m keeping it now,” you say, hoping to raise the tension you start to feel in the air as he watches you.

“That’s fine. It looks good on you anyway,” Genji says, but there is no humor in his voice. Is he trying to joke, or is he serious? Surely, he’s messing with you. If it were possible, you’re sure your cheeks would heat even more. You want to change the subject so badly before you say something you’ll regret. He leans back in his bed, resting his hands behind himself. He looks too good like that, and you have to look away. You see his metal mask sitting on his dresser near you and reach out to it.

It feels hard in your grasp, and you hold it up to your face. It covers the lower part of your face. You glance at him over it, and find him watching you intently. His eyes dart along your face, then return to your eyes.

“What do you think? Does it suit me?” You say, a slight giggle in your voice. Genji looks at you in silence, his eyes glazing like a fire. You start to take the mask away, but Genji moves quickly and, in the blink of an eye, he is standing in front of you with a grasp on your wrist. You look up at him, through your lashes, confusion wracking your features.

“Genji?” You ask.

“Don’t do that,” he whispers softly. He sounds as out of breath as you feel.

“I’m sorry,” you say. You try to pull the mask away, but he tightens his grasp and you stop trying to move. “I’ll take it off if I offended you.”

“That’s not it,” he says.

“I-” you start, but cut yourself off. He’s standing close enough to you and his chest is nearly touching you, and you try to take a step back to clear your mind a bit, but you feel the wall against you. Did he back you against the wall? Your brain clouds with thoughts you should not be having about him. You try to walk away, but his spare hand moves against the wall and cages you in.

“To be honest, you look fucking delectable. So irresistible,” he says. Your heart jumps in your chest as you look up at him. His crimson gaze holds yours, and a shiver runs up your spine. His voice is so low and husky, like it’s laced with desire.

“Genji,” you sound breathless to your own ears. He releases the arm holding you, and you lower the mask. He reaches out, running his thumb along your lips. You almost sigh at the feeling of his touch against you. It’s his human hand, and his skin is so soft against you. You have to admit that you have thought about a moment like this before, but never thought it would actually happen.

“Can I ask you something?” Genji asks. You nod. You’re pretty sure you would agree to anything he asks you right now. “Have you ever thought about fucking me?”

Your eyes widen, just slightly, at his question. You feel embarrassment start to invade your feelings. Of course you have thought about having sex with him before. Though, you are far too stubborn to admit it. You shake your head. Genji’s hand moves to the base of your skull, yanking on your hair and forcing a tilt in your head, so you have to look into his head. You sigh at the feeling of his hand in your hair, and you pray you don’t notice.

“You’re a bad liar,” he whispers. “You’re saying you’ve never thought about me?”

You aren’t able to shake your head again, but you don’t nod. How can you admit to something like that? Genji leans closer, until your face is practically touching the mask, then he dips his head. His hand that was caging you in pulls his mask down and you feel his lips press against your neck. It’s a barely-there kiss, but it’s enough to make your heart race and the mask slip out of your hands. It hits the floor with a clank, but neither of you seem to care.

“Never thought about my lips?” He whispers against your skin. His hold on your hair starts to loosen, and he gives you enough space to get away from him if you want to, but you don’t move. His mouth returns to your neck, and you bite your tongue to stop a whimper from escaping as he sucks on the sensitive skin by your pulse point. His tongue darts out and runs along the spot he was sucking on, and you bite down hard on your lip.

“Never thought about my tongue?” He says against your skin. Your knees almost buckle at his husky voice, especially when he presses another kiss to your neck.

“Never,” you say again, but you can’t help the way you lean into his touch. He chuckles against your skin.

“So, so stubborn,” he pushes his mask back into place, leaning away from you. It’s all a tease, like he’s playing a game with you. Your head spins. “It’s a shame you don’t want to tell me anything. I’d do whatever you wanted, angel.”

“I-Genji?” You say. Your head still spins. Of course you have had thoughts like that about him. You have had feelings for him for a while now. You just thought he would never feel the same way about you.

“Hm?” He says, his eyes burning.

“I’ve thought about you before…like that,” you say, embarrassment heating your face as you admit to it.

“Like what?” He tilts his head to the side, feigning innocence.

“You know what,” you say back, but he just shrugs.

“I’m afraid I don’t. Fill me in, angel,” he says. You’re sure if you could see the lower half of his face, he would be smirking right now. He really wants to hear you say it before he does anything else.

“I’ve thought about you fucking me before,” you practically scream out, your cheeks heating up even more.

“That’s all I wanted to hear,” he says. You start to question him, but he grips your hips and spins you around, walking you to his bed. You fall against the mattress, his soft blankets greeting you. You reach to him, your hands twisting in his shirt as you pull him closer. God, you want to kiss him so badly. You always have. His hand reaches to you, sneaking under the hoodie and against your skin. You let out a soft sigh against his touch. You want more. You need more.

“I want to kiss you,” you say softly, the words slipping out. He pauses, his hand freezing at its spot on your ribs. You look up to him, finding his crimson gaze.

“Close your eyes,” he says, but you shake your head.

“I want to see you, if you’re comfortable with that,” you say. You know he isn’t the most confident in his current state, but he is still beautiful to you. He raises one of his brows, but nods. He slowly releases you and lowers himself to his knees in front of you. He’s letting you take the mask off for him. You reach out, pulling one of the loops off of his ear, before pulling it the rest of the way off of his face. You drop it, but he catches it before it can hit the ground.

You’ve seen his face before here and there in passing, but never directly like this. You cup his face with your hands, a soft smile on your features. He’s so beautiful, scars and all. He always has been to you. He watches you, holding the mask in his hand as if he’s waiting for you to tell him to put it back on.

“You’re so beautiful,” you lean forward and press your lips to one of the bigger scars on his face, then you move your mouth down and press your lips against his.

You start off slowly, giving him plenty of time to back away if he wants, but he never does. You run your tongue along his bottom lip, and it’s like something in him snaps. He quickly takes control back, dominating the kiss. His kiss is rough and needy, like he’s suffocating and you’re his very air.

He stands up just enough to push you back against the bed, then lowers himself on top of you, all without breaking the kiss. His hands find their way to your wrists, pinning them above you. The command is simple enough. Stay.

His hands lower, down your arms and chest, until he reaches the bottom of your - his - hoodie. Your skin burns as if his touch leaves flames in its wake. He pushes the hoodie up slowly, until your chest is bare to him. His hands wander, one metal and one flesh, running across your skin. He pulls away from the kiss, and you can see the way his lips are slightly swollen. He looks down at you, his eyes tracing your body. You can’t help the shy feeling you get as he looks at you, and you start to move to cover yourself, but remember the way he pushed your hands into the mattress. He wants to look at you like this, completely under his control.

You feel his soft hair tickle your skin as he leans down and presses soft kisses into your stomach, trailing up until he is at your breasts. You take a sharp intake as he runs his hand along one of your breasts. It’s his metal one, and the coolness is a stark contrast to the heat of your body. He rolls it in between his fingers, pinching slightly. It takes every ounce of self-control you have to not moan.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispers against your skin. Once you’re thoroughly flustered and he’s satisfied, he moves lower, until his lips are just above the waistband on the sweatpants you have on. He pauses, kneading your thighs through the fabric.

“Please,” you say softly, and you see a smile on his face when you look down at him.

“I like the way you say that,” he says, then slips his finger under the waistband. You lift your hips enough for him to pull the pants down, and he takes your underwear with it. You’re completely bare now, and he’s still fully clothed. You don’t have any time to feel insecure, though, as he pushes your legs apart and settles on his knees by the end of the bed.

His lips quickly attach to your thigh, sucking softly just like he did your neck. You know it’s going to bruise, but part of you is happy about that. Having a mark from him on your skin, it’s so arousing.

One of his hands finds its way to your core, and you gasp at the contact. His metal hand just barely touches your sex, just barely ghosting along your clit, but it’s enough to make you clap your hand over your mouth to prevent any sound from escaping. The touch is gone as quickly as it came, and you yelp as you feel a slight pinch in your leg. It’s replaced with another lick, before Genji looks up at you.

“Don’t you dare cover your mouth. I want to hear you, angel. I want to hear how I make you feel,” he says, his voice stern and eyes blazing. You whimper at the command, at the way he looks at you, at his hands kneading your thighs, at all of it. You drop your hand, obeying his order. A soft moan escapes your lips as he curls his finger, and he smiles.

“Good. Keep making noises for me like that, yeah?” You nod, which makes him smile even wider. “Where is all that stubbornness now, hm? You’re so obedient.”

You start to say something back, but when he presses a kiss against your clit, any response you had fizzles away and you let out a soft whimper. He continues licking at you, and you clench your legs around his head. You reach down and tangle one of your hands in his hair, whimpering at each lick. He brings his hand up, his metal one, and presses it against your entrance while continuing to suck on your clit. More. You need more.

“Genji, please,” you whimper out, and it’s all he seems to need to hear. He presses one finger into you and your head falls back against the mattress. He pumps in and out in a painfully slow pace, but it’s still enough to have you writhing under him. You feel him pull his face away, just enough for him to look up at you. You feel him smile against you.

“You look so pretty like this,” he says. His voice sounds like pure sin.

“Don’t tease me, please,” you beg.

“I don’t know, angel. I like teasing you,” he says, slowing down and pulling his face away. You whimper softly.

“Please,” you say the word again.

“So fucking pretty,” he says, before adding another finger. He quickens the pace until you are a writhing, whimpering mess. You can’t even form any coherent thoughts. His thumb reaches to your clit, rubbing over it.

“Genji,” you start to say something. He knows exactly what buttons of yours to push, and you are so close.

“I know, angel. I know,” he says softly. Your legs start to shake as you feel your orgasm coming. Genji seems to notice the way your body is responding to him, and he picks up the pace. You throw your head back and moan. You squeeze your eyes shut and clutch onto the blankets under you as your orgasm rocks your entire body. It’s the best one you have ever had, and Genji seems to know that, because he gives you a minute to breathe before he does anything else.

“I need you,” you say once you recover.

“You have me,” Genji replies, rising from his knees and pulling his shirt over his head. His pale skin is covered in scars and the metal takes up about half of his torso and reaches down just slightly. His abs are still mostly flesh, as are his hips, which you can see over the waistband of his sweats. He doesn’t seem to mind your eyes on him, because he lets you watch him before he moves again.

He reaches down to his waistband, sliding his sweatpants down his legs. He lets you watch as he does so, and your eyes trail below. You had been curious before if his cock was made of metal or flesh, and now you know it’s made out of flesh. His upper thighs are too, the metal starting around one of his legs. He cuts off your staring leaning over you and pressing your lips together once before pulling away again.

“I have condoms in my nightstand,” he says, trailing off to give you the chance to answer.

“No,” you reply quickly. You want - need - him, no barriers included. He raises an eyebrow, as if he expected another answer, but still wraps a hand around your ankle and pulls you down the bed. You yelp, caught off guard by the movement. You are much closer to him now. He seems to love the sight of you under him, because he has yet to look away from you.

He tears his gaze away from you long enough to line up at your entrance. He looks back to your face, his crimson eyes watching you as he pushes inside you. You moan, but you can still hear the groan he releases. He sinks all the way into you, not moving at first as you both adjust to it.

“God, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to be inside of you,” he whispers.

“Genji,” you say his name, but it sounds more like you are pleading. He starts to move, quickly finding a rhythm in his thrusts. He leans down, pressing your lips together once again. His kiss is a little more sloppy now, but you still love the way his lips feel against yours. You wrap your hands around him, your nails digging slightly into his back. You have a feeling it’ll leave scratch marks on his skin side, but he doesn’t seem to care.

He keeps going until you are another whimpering mess. It’s like he knows exactly how to get you to unravel for him. Your legs tremble around him and your nails dig into his shoulders. You moan his name as your orgasm rocks you, and his body seems to respond to both your orgasm and the sound of his name on your lips.

His thrusts start to get less rhythmic, and you clench around him, which is enough to send him over the edge. His head falls onto your shoulder as his orgasm takes over his body. You hold onto him as he moans into your skin. It’s funny that he said you look pretty like this when you’re certain he is the most beautiful person you have ever seen. He eventually pulls his face away and presses a soft kiss to your cheek, before he pulls out and walks around the bed. He pulls the hoodie, which you just remembered you still had on, down over your body. You’re too fucked out to resist, but you don’t mind. His hoodie is comfortable anyway.

You try to move, but your limbs don’t want to cooperate. It’s like they are made of jelly. He chuckles, pulling you up and bed before crawling in himself. He pulls you against him, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck. He presses another soft kiss to your skin.

“I should wear your clothes more often,” you say with a slight giggle. He nods.

“You definitely should. Let me take you out sometime, though. Have a proper date,” he says. Your heart jumps in your chest. After all the two of you just did, you shouldn’t feel shy, but you still are. He wants this to happen again? He wants to…date you? You find a smile creeping its way up your features at the thought. The two of you fall asleep like that, him holding you against his body, his face buried in your neck, you with a massive smile on your face. You should definitely wear his clothes more often.

#genji shimada #genji x reader #overwatch 2 #blackwatch genji #overwatch

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prime-adeptus · 4 months

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it’s so sweet, knowing that you love me

Everything feels better when Genji is with you.

( genji shimada x gender-neutral reader | ~0.8k words )

content: emotional hurt/comfort, some fluff, established relationship (can be read as either romantic or platonic, whichever you’d prefer :)) genji loves u <3

etc: divider by cafekitsune; tagging @angelshub @bitchcraftinc @enchantedforest-network @ghostqueue; cross-posted on ao3

“I have not seen you around recently.”

You look up to find Genji leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest. Quite some time has passed since you first met him. If you were younger, you would’ve jumped out of your skin at his unexpected arrival, but you didn’t. Instead, you didn’t bat an eye, far too jaded to be surprised by anything anymore.

“I’ve been busy,” you say.

Your words feel practised, dishonest, though they aren’t entirely false. Between the increasing Null Sector attacks and the pressure Soldier: 76 has been putting on you, time has felt like it’s been slipping out of your hands. You wish you could be as uplifting as Lena, or maybe as relaxed as Cassidy. It’s never been in your nature to relax, you suppose, having been raised in a disciplinarian family. Yet here you are, curled up in your blankets as you wallow in self-pity, looking the most pathetic you ever have in front of him.

He doesn’t seem bothered by it, something you can’t decide whether to feel thankful or upset about. Guilt begins to seep into your system as he takes a seat on the edge of your bed. As if he can sense your spiral into pessimism—he probably can, he’s known you for long enough—he laces his fingers with yours, the metal cool against your skin.

A beat of silence passes.

“Genji?”

He hums, waiting for you to continue.

“I’m sorry.”

You don’t like him seeing you in such a state. Genji caresses the back of your hand with his thumb, seemingly lost in thought for a moment. It’s hard to discern what he’s thinking. He’s been keeping his mask on more frequently, just out of habit, but a part of you wishes you could just see his eyes on you one more time.

“I know you didn’t mean to ignore me,” he speaks up, turning his head in your direction. “But I have missed you. That’s why I came here.”

You manage a weak smile. “I missed you too.”

“Cassidy has been asking for you as well.” There’s an amused lilt in his voice. “He said it’s sad not having his favourite sharpshooter around.”

That gets a chuckle out of you. “His favourite sharpshooter?”

“Yes. And mine too.”

Heat rises to your cheeks at how easily he says it. The fact that he’s holding your hand isn’t helping much, either. Still, it amazes you how a simple two words can make you feel the lightest you’ve ever been. You missed this. You missed him.

“Don’t say it like that,” you mumble, flustered. “I’m trying to mope, Genji.”

“I am not allowing it.” He lets go of your hand and you’re already missing his touch, your bottom lips slightly jutting into a pout at his sudden movement. It doesn’t last long, though, now that he’s shifted his position so he’s laying his head on your lap. “And I was only telling the truth.”

“Shut up.” There’s no actual malice in your words. Even without your other hand coming down to cup the side of his face, you think he knows that very well too. “You can’t just come in here and get me all soft and mushy, you know. You’re so mean.”

“I am mean?” he retorts in mock offence. “I tell you that I miss you, but I am mean.”

“Yeah. The meanest.” You giggle, bringing his hand up to your lips to press a gentle kiss on it. With a pleased sigh, you feel your worries ebb away and let yourself sink into the comfort he brings you. “I’ll probably come back tomorrow. I’m feeling better anyway—”

“You will come see me first, yes?”

You playfully nudge his head away, avoiding his gaze again because somehow it’s like second nature for him to make you feel this way. Like you’re a blushing protagonist of a romance story. In a last ditch attempt to keep your cool, you clear your throat and say in the most deadpan tone you can muster.

“Actually, I think I’ll see Winston first.”

“You would prefer him over me?” You can practically hear him sulking. “And you say that I am mean.”

You find yourself smiling at how natural it feels to fall back into this kind of rhythm with him despite all your setbacks and isolation. It makes your heart swell in joy, being cared for and understood by someone like him.

“Hey, get up,” you urge him gently. He does so without question, though he still tilts his head at you curiously. You scoot forward, finally leaving the mass of blankets to throw yourself in his arms, pressing a kiss to where his cheek would be. “I love you, Genji.”

He lets out a content sigh. “I love you too. You don’t have to push yourself so hard.”

You fall into a comfortable silence. In the embrace of the one you love, you’re slowly lulled to a peaceful slumber until he speaks up again, this time sounding genuinely concerned.

“But you will come see me first tomorrow, right?”

Your laughter is all he hears.

#genji shimada x reader #shimada genji x reader #overwatch x reader #all #genji gets rid of my depression 2024 colourised

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of-dragonss · 2 years

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Hello! I saw that you wrote for Hanzo and was wondering if I could request him having a child with his s/o? Maybe the moment they are born and their first weeks together. Any fluff would be great :) Thank you in advance and have a good day!

this was kinda hard for me to write for bc i personally don’t want children nor do i want to imagine myself pregnant as an afab nonbinary person so i made this very up for interpretation on how reader and hanzo have the child. from a surrogate, reader had the baby themselves or adopted. you decide!

☽ ༚ ༵ ۰ ✧ ۰ ༵ ༚ ༵ ۰ ✧ ۰

hanzo shimada x reader (gender neutral)

summary: first time parents with hanzo

Proven wrong

Hanzo never thought of himself to be fatherly material. Growing up to be the heir of the Shimada clan there was no time for children got even time with his own father. There was always constant talk about arrange marriages for him and his brother. He just didn’t see a life where he’d be a good father.

That was until he met you. As radiant as the sun and gentle as light snowfall. You helped him become a better person. Never doubting him and always staying by his side. Encouraging him to interact with other Overwatch agents. And you got along great with Genji. Practically siblings the two of you were.

You are the sun and he is the moon. Complete opposites of each other. A smile was always seen on your face wherever you went. Playful and caring with everyone you met. Yet you were mature and calculating. Always alert on missions, never lazing about when duty called. You were a breath of fresh air for Hanzo. He was absolutely smitten by you.

He asked you out for tea one day. Then asked you to mediate with him. And then if you’d like to train together. From there your relationship bloomed into a romantic one. Gentle touches in public that don’t last long to make him uncomfortable in the presence of others, but still hold meaning to the two of you. And to more longer physical affection behind closed doors. Stealing kisses as you two cooked, hugging from behind in the early mornings. To more hot and heavy kisses on the neck. Hands trailing down further in the bedroom.

He never thought he’d ever have children. But here he was. Holding the small baby in his arms, cradled safely in a blanket. Eyes brimming with unshed tears he didn’t know even formed until he blinked and they fell down his cheeks. He looked over at you where you smiled at him, tears in your own eyes as you stared at Hanzo and your child with so much love. Gently, he rest his forhead on yours. “My loves.”

The following weeks were full of restless nights as you two took turns feeding. But he wasn’t annoyed. He was grateful he wasn’t annoyed. He enjoyed any moment he had with his child. Winston let them have a few months off to care for their baby. Which he was eager to relish every moment with you and your newborn.

Sometimes he had doubts that plagued his mind for days. He was scared he wasn’t doing his best. But you were there to reassure him during peaceful quiet moments in the dark of your bedroom, baby peacefully asleep in the crib.

“You’ve done amazing so far, Han.” You whispered, kissing his bare shoulder where you rest your head not that long ago. “You’re an amazing father. I know our little one loves you so much. Maybe more than me.” A giggle escaped your lips. And a smile appeared on his. “Little rascal falls asleep faster with you than with me.”

“I just do not want to disappoint you, dearest.” He sighed, grabbing a hold of your hand that rested on his knee, bringing it up to his lips, placing a kiss on the back of your hand.

“And you won’t. You’ll never disappoint me.” You kissed his cheek as you scooted closer to him. “Everything will be fine. You will be fine. As long as we’re with each other, yeah?”

Hanzo closed his eyes, smiling at your words. “Always and forever.” He mumbled cupping your face to kiss you.

Hanzo never thought he’d be a father. He never pictured himself with a loving partner and a little one running around causing havoc in their home. But he was proven wrong. And he was happy to be proven wrong.

#hanzo shimada imagine #hanzo shimada x reader #hanzo shimada oneshot #overwatch x reader #hanzo shimada x you #overwatch imagine

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junkratsjunkertown · 1 year

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Hi, can I get junkrat with a dps reader who has a really hard time expressing their feelings and wants because they dont want to be to much trouble. Sorry if this is dumb.

Of course. And it’s not dumb. I like it. I hope you don't mind that I made the reader Gender Neutral.

Stone Cold or Just Quiet?

Junkrat x GN! DPS! Reader

You joined Overwatch a month ago and you were having trouble trusting some of the other heroes. Mainly Cole Cassidy, and Genji Shimada. You don't have anything against them or the others personally. It's just that you aren't very good at expressing your feelings. You slowly became close with the three Junkers. Especially Roadhog and Junkrat.

You mainly use a Quarterstaff and your secondary weapon is a Double-Bladed Scimitar which can be accessed by pressing a button on either side of your Quarterstaff. Your ultimate ability is you create a whirlwind with your staff.

Junkrat and Roadhog usually watch you and Junker Queen train whenever they can. You hang out with Odessa when you are training because she has many abilities and weapons that can help you learn yours. Odessa and Mako have tried to get you to open up about your feelings. But they gave up after about a week and so did most of the others.

Junkrat, Cassidy, and Genji were persistent on getting you to open up. It took Genji two months to give up and Cassidy three months. Everyone just assumed you were cold-hearted like Widowmaker or just did not like talking at all. Jamison would always ask you just about anything in order to just hear you talk. No matter what.

You and Junkrat were hanging out in his room relaxing after a long mission. He was planning how to make improvements to his steel trap and you were laying down on his bed. Luckily his bed is clean. It was peaceful until...

"Why don't you ever tell me how you're feeling, Y/n?"

"Because I like giving straight-to-the-point answers."

He sits on the end of the bed.

"You know that I want an actual answer."

You sit up and look at him

"Why do you care so much, Jamie?"

He turns to face you looking you in the eyes

"Because I care about you a lot. I want to be someone you can trust and be comfortable being around."

You sigh

"I don't know how to put it properly."

"Take as long as you like. I've got all the time in the world."

"I just don't want to be in any trouble or to be a burden to others."

You didn't realize that you were crying until Jamison placed his hands on your face and wipes your tears away. You are now sobbing and to avoid any embarrassment you hide your face against Jamisons chest. He didn't know what to do to help. But he did what Mako does to him when he is like this. He wraps his arms around you and starts to stroke your hair. After about 6 minutes you have no more tears left. You pull away from Jamison and rub your eyes.

"Thank you, Jamie. That helped a bunch."

He takes one of your hands in his and just holds it while looking at you.

"You are welcome, Y/n. I am here for you whenever you need someone to talk to."

You nod and watch him get up to get something. He comes back with a glass of water and he hands it to you. You smile, drink it, and put it on the nightstand.

"Is there anything else I could do for you?"

"Can we cuddle? If you are okay with that."

"Sure thing."

You two lay down and Junkrat is the big spoon. You both end up falling asleep. That was until Roadhog entered the room because he was concerned when you two didn't show up to dinner. He left some food before leaving for his room.

#junkrat x reader #junkrat #overwatch x reader #Junkrat fluff #Junkrat x reader fluff

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bluebirdsboi · 1 year

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Overwatch Masterlist | Last Updated: 6/12/23

Key

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Cole Cassidy

Coming soon...

Gabriel Reyes (Reaper)

Coming soon...

Genji Shimada

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Hanzo Shimada

Coming soon...

Jack Morrison (Soldier: 76)

Coming soon...

Jean-Baptiste Augustin

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Mauga Ho’okano

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Niran Pruksamanee (Lifeweaver)

Coming soon..

Reinhardt Wilhelm

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#Overwatch #masterlist

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saltyteru · 6 years

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💖 your blog. Can I get Genji and Hanzo (separate) reacting to Gender Neutral s/o with one of those horse mask on and they have a broom and are just swinging it around as if it's weapon. Newss flash reader dosnt know anyone's in room. Srry if 2 specific! U can find videos of people with those masks on

This is definitely something I would do at 3am lol

Rating: All Audiences

Warning: None

Genji

Surprise.

The emotion of pure surprise took home on his facial features as he stared at the strange scene before him as he stood in the doorway of the living room, his faceplate in hand as he curiously watched you. You stood in the middle of the lounging area, the coffee table moved off to the side, along with the sofa and chair – any breakable object nowhere in sight. You wore your usual everyday-clothing, which consisted of a pair of over-sized sweatpants and a random t-shirt you pulled out of your closet. One thing that was, most definitely, not apart of your usual clothing was the horse mask that covered your head.

You held a broom tightly in your hand, swinging it around, practically intimating Genji whenever he used his katana with his ultimate ability in the mist of battle. You stumbled every so often when the poll came into contact with the side of your thigh.

‘So that’s where the bruises come from.’ The cyborg thought to himself softly chuckling, hoping that he didn’t catch your attention.

You winced, lightly massaging the area, your eyebrows pulled together as you ignored the aching pulse. As it dissipated, you began to twirl the broom once again, lunging the bristled end forward, as if you were attacking someone.

“Ha ha! I’m the victorious one!” You exclaimed cheerfully, holding the broom above your head, your speak extremely formal compared to how you normally spoke, causing Genji to break out into laughter, a tear falling from his eye.

Slowly, you pulled the mask off your head, your hair full of static as you turned to face him, shoulders stiff with embarrassment as your face heated up with a bright red blush.

“Don’t laugh at me, Genji!” You cried, dropping the mask and broom, your hands being placed on your cheeks as you tried to hide yourself, your bottom lip pouted.

“I’m sorry, dear. You’re just too cute.” He smiled, walking into the living room, wrapping his arms around you and placing his head on top of yours before placing a kiss on your forehead, “You never seem to stop amazing me everyday.”

“I could say the same to you.” You smiled as your arms made way around him, hugging him tightly.

Hanzo

This was definitely not the ‘welcome home’ he was expecting.

He was presuming that you’d be half asleep in bed, awaiting his return patiently, refusing to succumb to the need of sleep. Instead, he was faced with you wearing a horse mask on, holding a broom as if it were a spear, spinning the poll around between your fingers.

He was quite content with watching you as you enjoyed yourself.

You made exaggerated grunts, stumbling as though you had been hit before brushing it off and, once again, swinging around the broom. You were obviously enjoying yourself as you laughed happily, muttering something about “I’ll never be taken down.” to yourself as you fell down to the pillows that were scattered across the floor between the two sofas – the coffee table pushed away from you, far enough for you to not hurt yourself if you accidentally kick your legs; you made sure to take the extra precaution since the last time you did this, you slammed your toe into the leg of the short table.

Hanzo was significantly amused by your actions; oh, how dearly he missed you whilst he was deployed on a mission for the duration of a month – he had little to know contact with you during the time and he longed to hold you close immensely, how did he survive without waking up beside you every morning?

He cleared his throat, stepping away from the entryway, the floor creaking beneath his weight, making his presence known. You quickly stopped all movement, spinning on your heel to face your lover.

“Hanzo!” You smiled brightly, forgetting you had the mask on for a moment before pulling it off, messing up your hair, but it went completely over your head – you hadn’t see the archer in a month, the appearance of your hair wasn’t even worth worrying over, “I missed you!” You exclaimed, dropping the mask and broom to the floor before rushing to Hanzo, jumping up into his open arms.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, burying your face into his shoulder as tears filled your line of sight. He held you close as you hooked you feet behind his back. Your scent filled his nose, giving him a sense of ease – he was home now, he didn’t have to worry anymore.

“I missed you too.” He murmured into your ear, giving the patch of skin beneath your ear a kiss, his grip on you tightening as if you’d suddenly vanish from his grasp.

“I don’t know how I lived so long without you.” Your words were muffled, but still audible.

“I feel the same, as well. I longed to wake up beside you, but, instead, I was met with Jesse’s putrid morning breath.” You giggled, pulling away, your eyes meeting; you leaned forward, capturing his lips into a sweet kiss, your lips curling upward as Hanzo mirrored your movement.

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kortsitron · 2 years

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Overwatch Halloween headcanons

Genji Shimada

⛧ He loved Halloween as a kid so he’s happy to celebrate it

⛧ Does care too much about what you two would do during that day as long as you’re together

⛧ But preferably would either go out with you or watch horror movies whole night

⛧ If asked about his halloween costume his first answer always will be “My halloween costume? Cyborg ninja!”. He thinks this answer is funny, but in fact he always has a costume

⛧ Genji always takes his time and every year wants to surprise everyone with his costume

⛧ He once happened not to have any ideas and asked you for help and ended up with his armored sprayed with paint (his 2021 weekly halloween skin “Skeleton” skin)

⛧ Definitely goes out to buy decorations and sweets

⛧ You two either go out to party with friends or stay together watching horror movies and give candy to children

⛧ Genji will buy the prettiest pumpkins he can find to carve them with you, it’s much easier for him to carve them since he’s very good with sword

⛧ If two stay at home and you don’t wanna watch a horror movies, he’s got some games to play

Hanzo Shimada

⛧ He never had a chance to celebrate Halloween, especially during his time in the Shimada Clan

⛧ Now that he's no longer a part of the Clan, he can celebrate Halloween all he wants

⛧ Hanzo is not a party person, so he would rather spend his time with you in the house than going out

⛧ He's not that interested in carving pumpkins at first, since he doesn't want to get dirty, but once he started, he won't stop until his satisfied

⛧ Is Hanzo going to get a costume? Absolutely

⛧ Definitely will ask for your opinion on what costume he should get

⛧ In the end he’s gonna be a vampire, cuz why shouldn't he be one?

⛧ In the halloween day, he will be proudly wandering around in his costume

⛧ If you don't want to be the one to give candy to children, don't worry he will take care of it

⛧ He just want how creative kids can get with this and he never had a chance to give them candy, so he's kinda excited

⛧ In the end, you two will probably fall asleep in watching horror movies

Cole Cassidy

⛧ He was celebrating halloween since he can remember, even with the deadlock gang

⛧ Cole’s really excited to spend Halloween with you

⛧ Especially during this time of year, his favorite nickname for is “pumpkin”

⛧ He's really into matching costumes and he was the one to suggest it

⛧ He’s really into matching costumes, because he doing group costumes back in the deadlock gang and it kinda became for a tradition for him

⛧ Cole either gonna choose hot scary or just weird ones, (for both of you or for himself) depending on his mood

⛧ If you're gonna say you don't want matching costumes, he's gonna pretend he's offended, but in the he's gonna love whatever you will pick for yourself, if you're really not into his idea

⛧ If he’s costume idea requires makeup, he’s gonna come to you no matter if you’re better or worse than him at doing makeup, he’s really bad at it and trust you with it more than himself

⛧ His favorite part about going out to halloween parties, is seeing other peoples costumes, he just loves seeing people’s creativity

Gabriel Reyes

⛧ Gabriel may seem a bit grumpy, but he does like halloween

⛧ When was young, he really enjoyed treat or tricking, but now he’s into that too much

⛧ He would rather stay at home than going out

⛧ Gabriel won’t admit it, but he does want to get a costume to wear around the house

⛧ He’s gonna act like a mom if you mention buying new costume or decoration “We already have decoration.” “You have a costume from last year, you don’t need a new one.”

⛧ But he’s not gonna say anything if you buy anything new, in fact, he will be curious about the new stuff

⛧ He’s going to order one without you know as a surprise, since he made you thought that “He’s too old for costumes”

⛧ He loves seeing the mix of surprise and confusion on your face when he shows you his costume

⛧ Reyes gonna joke about scaring kids so he’s doesn’t have to give them candy, but you know he’s not gonna do that

⛧ Watching horror movies isn’t scary for him, but if you’re scared easily during these movies, he will tease you and maybe scare you

⛧ He will probably fall asleep before the movies ends

Lucio Carriera dos Santos

⛧ He’s been thinking what he should wear the whole year and when halloween is near, he has no idea what costume to choose

⛧ Expect him to ask you for help with choosing costume, which gonna take some times since he really wants to wear all of them

⛧ Lucio besides buying some decoration, will make try to find some diy videos to make some decorations himself for fun

⛧ Instead of carving, he enjoys painting the pumpkins

⛧ He’s definitely gonna take you out to party to a club or to your friends party, he’s either gonna go just with you or group of mutual friends

⛧ In the club, beside dancing, he’s gonna get both of you halloween drinks

⛧ During house party, there’s gonna be a lot things happening

⛧ Watching movies, playing games, making halloween food, making carving pumpkin contest, etc.

⛧ During horror movies he will try to hide behind you, Lucio gets scared really easily so he’s gonna hold on you for his life

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gotafewtricks · 7 months

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Imagine getting a knock at your window in the dead of night. You should be sleeping, considering you had a rather busy day scheduled ahead of you. Nevertheless, you were busy working on a birthday gift for none-other than the ninja himself, Genji Shimada. It was technically the 28th, considering it was 12AM.

You knew better than to think that it was anything different from the boy, considering you didn't know what or who else could be up there. As you walked over to roll your eyes at the boy who had to scale the nearby tree to reach such a height, and for him to ever-so "innocently" wave at you with a hand behind his back; you knew what you were getting yourself into.

As you helped him open it up, he stepped inside and paid his greetings to you. "Genji, how are you not dead?"

He was expecting that type of interjection from you. As he laughed it off, he them brought the hand that was behind him now in front—showing off a box. "We don't need to talk about that. I'm excited to share something with you."

As you eyed the box, you told him to go place ir down by your nightstand. The light that was being emitted by your lamp formed a nice mood in the ambience, as the atmosphere felt just right. There was nothing else to interrupt the two of you, you thought, as you went over to your bed to sit. You patted the seat next to you, and he followed.

"And...?" You questioned him, wondering what may be the thing on his mind.

"I didn't get yelled at by my father all day. I've been on my best behaviour."

You nudged him with your elbow. "Then, what's that then?"

You were referencing the box. Considering he loves to snag food from his family, leeching off of the clan in a way, you knew that from the stains at the bottom; there must be something in there. He must've stolen something, so obviously, he hasn't been all-too goody two-shoes.

"Ah... we also don't talk about it." He laughs. "Actually, no, we do. They're for you."

It was an assortment of sweets that you liked; from his memory. You were confused. It was such a nice gesture from him, and he was looking at you expectantly. Not waiting for a "Thank you, Genji!" or anything of that nature—just wanting to see you enjoy it.

"It's... your birthday."

He then elaborated. "That's the point. My gift is to see you happy."

#overwatch x reader #ow x reader #overwatch #genji shimada #genji x reader #genji shimada x reader #gender neutral #gn reader #gn!reader #genji x gn!reader #genji x gender neutral reader #overwatch imagines

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fabricated-misslieness · 4 years

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Genji x gender neutral reader

Pre-Overwatch Recall, part 1 of journey to forget

Part 1 (you are here) // Part 2 // Part 3

Challenge (day 4: recognition)

Requested: No

Word Count: 1,473

The trek up the Himalayas wasn’t an easy one, they were mountains after all. Though the risks were high, the reward was great.

(y/n) was making their way up to the mountains for one purpose, taking refuge in the Shambali. The Shambali was the name of the monastery in the Himalayan Mountains, it resided omnics with their own religion. But they weren’t going there for pilgrimage, they were going up to forget their Overwatch life.

They are-- were.. an Overwatch agent.

The life of guns and blood had left them not only physical scars, but mental scars as well. It left them restless, stressed and scared. They wanted to forget and they wanted a normal life, but it was all failing miserably.

Their packed food and resources were running out, and they didn’t want to kill the local wildlife. They knew that if they were taking refuge there they were going to have to, but they didn’t like the idea. Thinking of killing made them think back to Overwatch.

But this was survival, and that was business.

The good thing was they could already see the monastery, it’d only be a few days until they were there.

“What brings you here?”

Finally, they were in a proper shelter, it didn’t provide much heat as the omnics didn’t feel temperature, but it was better than the rare cave or their tent.

One of the rare blankets the omnics had lay on their back and a mug of warm water was in their hand. They took a sip before talking, “I’ve come to forget.”

The omnic in front of them nodded, his metallic face showing no emotion. “Forget what, if you don’t mind me asking?”

They sighed, looking off and thinking. “I was part of an organization… th-that.. that.. I cannot say what they do.” It hurt to remember, and they remembered every hour of the day.

“Very well, I understand. Just know that if I knew, I could help more. I will have Zenyatta lead you to a vacant home, your journey to forgetting may take years.” They were well aware of that, but they’d do whatever it took.

They snuggled closer into the blankets as they were led back outside again, and then to their new home.

“Before I leave, I have some things to tell you.” The omnic, Zenyatta, stood at the doorway. “Mondatta was agreeing with your words for the sake of respect, but he has to say this to you someday. It’s accepting, not forgetting, that you should be doing. Life is not about forgetting things, it’s about living, surviving, and accepting.You cannot live properly if you live to forget rather than remember. One last thing, I will come to lead you around the village tomorrow.”

And with those last words, he left.

They knew this talk would come, and that they shouldn’t be trying to forget but they were in denial. Overwatch was something that had scarred them, and to accept it felt outlandish.

They sat on the bare mattress in their room, empty cup in their hands.

They contemplated their decisions, their victories and their defeats and regretting it all. With regretting, came stress and with years of battle, came muscle strain.

The cup fell out of their hands and onto the mattress, and their fingers twitched out of their control.

They needed help.

“One of the things we do a lot is meditate, it helps us calm down to be able to think clearly.” (y/n) nodded at Mondatta’s words, listening intently. “And..” Another omnic came and whispered something to Mondatta, who nodded.

“Unfortunately, I have matters to attend to. Zenyatta has another student but he can take care of you for now. I will notify him, he shall be here soon.”

They frowned, what did they do up here? Why would Mondatta be busy?

A few minutes later, Zenyatta came in with somebody behind him. It was a guy, a cyborg. Unlike everybody else in the village, he wore clothes but his hands and legs were cybernetic. His whole neck and jawline were cybernetic, but the rest of his face was bare and covered in scars. His eyes were black and seemed emotionless and hair tamed.

(y/n) felt like he was familiar, but they couldn’t pinpoint on who or why.

Genji immediately knew who they were, but he didn’t show it. For now, he didn’t let himself think about telling them or not.

The thought of it scared him.

“This is…” Zenyatta sensed his student’s distress, as calm as he looked and as hard as he tried to fight it back, he was his student and he’d been with him since the start. “Sparrow.”

Genji felt relieved. He was mentally thanking his master.

“Although he is still my student and has much to learn, I believe he would be better teaching you how to meditate than me.” He froze in place, and blanked out. He thought he was safe. His master had betrayed him. “After all, he has a heart in him.”

The last statement was confusing for both (y/n) and Genji, but they brushed it off.

Zenyatta sat down and began to meditate, leaving Genji to deal with (y/n).

“Well..” Genji said uneasily. Would they remember his voice? “Uh, sit down. If it’s more comfortable for you, you can lay down.”

He sat down like he usually would, cross-legged, and watched (y/n) sit like he did.

“Okay, put your hands somewhere where they won’t bother you.” (y/n) nodded, letting the palms lay on their thighs.

“Close your eyes and focus on your breathing.” Genji noticed (y/n)’s breathing had changed, their breath’s pace was getting shorter. “Don’t change it’s pace, just focus on it.”

“H-How?” (y/n)’s eyes were on Genji now, eyes showing full attention to him. It made him feel warm inside, and it worried him because he couldn’t feel heat or cold. Maybe he was feeling it in his heart.

He was taken aback for a moment, but he regained his senses quickly. “Focus on how your breath goes through your body, how your body moves with each inhale and exhale. I know it sounds complicated, but it’s easy when you get the hang of it. It was hard for me in the beginning too.”

(y/n) nodded. It felt reassuring to have somebody like them, in any sort of way, there next to them. It wasn’t just him being like them, it was also how he seemed familiar, like somebody they’d met before.

When they tried this time, however, they couldn’t focus on their breathing. Their memories of Overwatch were all coming back, and their finger twitching came back, but they didn’t notice. They were caught up in all the bad moments.

It was worrying Genji, seeing somebody struggling against an invisible force. “(y/n).” He called. They didn’t answer.

“(y/n)!” He tried again. Their eyes snapped open, their finger twitching hadn’t stopped but the memories did, as their mind was now focused on how Sparrow knew their name. Perhaps he’d been informed.

“Your fingers are twitching.” They looked down and scowled. They brought one palm on top of the other’s fingers and pressed down to stop them, but the fingers on top wouldn’t stop and if they put fingers on top of each other, it wouldn’t work.

They were frustrated and scared. Every time this happened, they found themselves thinking they would never stop.

Genji couldn’t sit there doing nothing. He scooted close to them and took their hands in his, wrapping his fingers around theirs.

(y/n)’s cheeks burned and their twitching stopped. They brushed it off as something he did just to stop the twitching, but Genji himself didn’t know if they would’ve stopped at all. It just felt like instinct.

“Th-Thanks.” They stuttered, looking away.

Genji didn’t pull away his hands, he was stunned by how pretty they looked right now and how warm his chest felt.

Genji’s hands were cold, so (y/n) had to pull away. It didn’t feel uncomfortable at first, it felt rather heart-warming, but the cold was eventually too much.

“No problem.”

(y/n) finally remembered why Sparrow felt familiar, he reminded them of Genji.

Years ago, they were both in Blackwatch. It felt like he hated them, although he never spoke to anybody and glared every second of the day, it felt like his glares were stronger towards them. It looked like he tried harder when they sparred together.

Sparrow and Genji looked similar, but (y/n) could list some differences. There was also the fact they’d never seen Genji with his face plate off, they didn’t even know he could take it off.

Genji’s eyes were red and Sparrow’s eyes were black. Genji’s hair was a mess and Sparrow’s was tamed.

Apart from appearance, deamenor was also a thing. Sparrow was way calmer than Genji.

This couldn’t be him.

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