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idciminlove · 4 months

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Mauga NSFW alphabet

Maugaloa Malosi x GN!Reader

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Very caring, especially if he was rough with you. Some nights he will press a damp cloth between your legs, others he’ll run you a bath. He definitely cuddles after too. (He’s the big spoon obviously)

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Yours: I see him as an ass man but tbh I don’t think he has a big preference. Tits, ass, thighs, it doesn’t matter. As long as he has something to hold on to.

His: His chest..for obvious reasons lmao

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Comes thick heavy loads and he loves to come inside. Filling you up and fucking you full of his seed makes him feel closer to you, like you are bonded together. It’s like he’s marking you as his. So when he pulls out, he’ll make sure to push his cum back in, making you whimper in sensitivity.

Coming down your throat is a close second for sure, though. Loves seeing you all teary eyed, gazing up at him as you swallow whatever you can. Seeing you all submissive like that is such a pretty sight.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I feel like he’d be an open book tbh- so none?

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He definitely knows what he’s doing. With his “living every day like it’s his last” mentality and low impulse control, I feel like he would fuck often. Prob would mainly have one night stands, but he doesn’t care. He sees something he wants, he takes it.

Also “Let’s go break some hearts!” Def has a double meaning to it and that’s all the proof I need

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

You on top (aka Cowgirl)- It’s much easier with you on top, especially considering how fucking big this man is, but that doesn’t mean you have control. Not at all. He’ll have his hands on your hips, moving you at whatever pace he wants, bouncing you on him. He also appreciates the view of you up close, right in his lap.

Full Nelson- He loves manhandling..and if that includes folding you like a lawnchair then so be it

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

In his own way, yeah. He’d probably make jokes that only he finds funny in his sadistic mind, like seeing you struggle from how good and overwhelmed he’s making you feel.

Maybe if you’re nervous he’ll make a joke or two, just to get you to relax.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Somewhat groomed..he rlly only does trims when it gets too long, but there’s always a patch of black hair down there lol

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Def depends on your relationship with him. If it’s a one night stand, then little to none. Maybe a kiss here or there, but it’s more heated than intimate, all tongue and teeth.

It’s not until you’ve been dating him for a while, and you get his walls to come down and get him to trust and love you that he gets really intimate. He slows down a bit more, looks you in the eyes..not just to see your expression but to see you…all of you. And he kisses and holds onto you like he never wants to let go. Like if he does, you’ll slip through his fingers and disappear. Will whisper affections into your ear and against your lips and neck with every slow roll of his hips.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Again, it depends on your relationship with him. If you’re dating, maybe once in a while, like if he’s away on a long mission. He’ll probably either do it while calling you so he can hear your voice, or he’ll send a video, calling you a tease and telling you how much he misses you. And if he can’t get through to you then, he’ll do it the old fashioned way..but he won’t be happy about it lmfao

If you’re not in a relationship with him…but he’s planning on getting you or trying to get in your pants, much more often. Will definitely fantasize about you often and all the nasty things he wants to do you. And if you don’t pay him attention/play hard to get or whatever, he’ll definitely want you much more. After all, he loves the chase.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Size Kink- Loves that you’re smaller than him, seeing the size difference in your hands and bodies always gets him going, especially when you struggle to take him, no matter how much he’s stretched you out before.

Praise/Degradation- He does both- but his degrading isn’t all insults and stuff, more like talking to you in that condescending tone and teasing you- and for praise he’ll tell you how good you are for him and how pretty you are…whatever gets more of a reaction from you.

Overstimulation/Dumbification- Loves when you’re all fucked out and dumb on his cock, crying and writhing, hardly any thoughts left in your head except for how good he’s making you feel.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Basically anywhere, the man does not give a fuck. He will fuck you anytime anywhere: at your place, at his, in a cabana at the beach (it’s not his cabana), and even in one of the storage closets on Talon’s base.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Lots of stuff..it could be the smallest thing, like if you look at him a certain way, or accidentally brush against him, but he loves to piss you off. He thinks you’re sexy when you’re angry, and he sometimes he gets you mad on purpose because he enjoys seeing you like that, and he can fuck the attitude right out of you

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

While Mauga is a strong willed and stubborn person, he definitely wouldn’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with. The moment you tell him to stop or say no, he’ll stop. He respects you and your boundaries.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’s a giver for sure. It doesn’t matter what size you are, big, small or in between, he will have you sit on his face..and put ALL of your weight on him lmfao. He’s nasty and messy, but he’s amazing at giving head. It always leaves your legs shaky, especially since he probably won’t let you go until you’ve come on his face at least twice.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Def on the faster/rougher side but there might be some nights when he’s slow and passionate, if he’s feeling really romantic, or if you ask him nicely.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He doesn’t mind them, even though he prefers to draw things out. But if it’s an opportunity to get physical with you, he’ll go for it. (He def does them when he’s about to leave for a mission, fucking you five minutes before he has to get to the hangar)

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Mauga loves adrenaline and risky stuff, so absolutely. Will do whatever you want and/or are up for.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He has lots of stamina, especially after his heart transplants. He will either go until you can’t take anymore or until he’s satisfied.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Probably has a few, which are mainly for you. He uses them occasionally, but mostly prefers skin to skin contact.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He loves to tease. Will edge you for hours before he finally gives you release. He’ll also taunt and mock you in the midst of it.

“Awww is it too much for my poor baby? Too bad.”

“You wanna cum so bad, don’t you? I can see you cryin for it. Be good and I’ll give it to you…eventually.”

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s a pretty loud guy, not too loud, but loud enough to piss off your neighbors. Mainly growls, grunts, and groans. No whimpers..sorry :(

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He’s a biter, especially with those sharp ass teeth of his. He loves to cover you with hickeys and bites, from your throat to the crook of your shoulder. He’ll complain whenever you try to cover them up, and if the marks start to fade, he’ll just leave more. Everyone has to know who you belong to, after all.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Okay, bear with me y’all…but Mauga is a huge ass guy, so my guess is 8.5 inches, more girthy than long, but not too thick. He has a pretty cock for sure, with a slight curve a veins or two running up it, and a dark brown tip.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Very high. It’s always been somewhat high but after his surgery and his whole mental shift to living on the edge, he decides that he does whatever he wants when he’s feeling it (dont get me wrong he is very intelligent and calculated, but sometimes he just destroys shit when he wants to, and the same can be said about sex lmao)

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It takes him a little while. He always has to watch you fall asleep first, making sure you’re safe and comfortable in his arms. He strokes your hair, rubs soothing circles into your back, before he eventually falls asleep himself.

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claw404 · 1 month

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A c o l d n i g h t s h a r e d

× pairing: venture x reader

× words: 1109

× content: gender neutral reader, fluff, comfort, slight crushing

× summary: After a long day of work at the dig site, the two of you help eachother wind down and get ready for sleep.

[ A/N ] : Hello hi ive become severely obsessed with this Venture creature and im not seeing enough fanfics with them so of course i had to pick the pen up myself and get to work.

After a long day of work at the dig site, the two of you help eachother wind down and get ready for sleep. Sitting close by the fire, you help them clean up.

Holding the tissues you brought with you in hand, you began gently wiping Ventures face from all the dirt and dust as they sat slightly hunched over to help you reach better.

"Aw come on, do we really have to?" They playfully whined with a weak laugh, not truly being against this but they would rather be asleep right now.

"Oh shush" you replied with a soft smile, playfully wiping their lips to keep Venture quiet, their complaints now muffled.

You knew Venture would crawl into their tent all dusty and not see a problem with it, focused only on the excitement of getting back to work first thing in the very early morning. But knowing you- they knew you wouldn't let that happen.

After wiping their mouth clean you pause, staring at their lips, thoughts trailing somewhere else, somewhere pleasant, while your other hand cupped their face and thumb began to stroke their features...

Venture noticed your pause after a moment and blushed averting their eyes. Not knowing what to do they cleared their throat.

"Hm? Oh!" You caught yourself.

You yourself were now blushing while you continued your work. Now wiping their eyebrows, cheeks and then nose. A chill visibly ran through your body as the cold night wind picked up ever so slightly. You gently tilt Ventures face to get their chin and neck as well, trying not too be overly obvious while staring at their tattoo. The touch of your fingers, soft and slow, was so soothing to them, so sweet and comforting, relaxing even. They'd fall asleep in your hands any moment you worried.

They draw out a big, exaggerated yawn.

"Mmmokay!" they exclaim as they quickly pat their thighs before getting up in what seemed to be a hurry.

"Since we are done here-" Venture turned while dragging you by the hand as if you two agreed prior to whatever they were planning now.

"Huh??!"

Venture turned to you with an innocent look and their lips pouted slightly before they defend themselves "I mean, the night is cold, i thought we could- uh -share my tent and keep eachother warm?"

You just stare at eachother for a moment before you speak.

"I uh, sure, it is rather... cold" You're not sure how else to answer, too focused on the idea of being so close as to share a tent with them.

"Cool!"

Hands still intertwined, theirs much rougher to the touch than yours, you walked over to Ventures humble tent which was only a couple steps away from the fire. You wished it wasn't so close...

...

Venture let you crawl in first and the tent seemed pretty spacious at first, with soft bedding spread beneath and a small oil lamp next to the pillow, until Venture crawled in after you. Venture is broad and tall after all, you wondered how they even fit here without you.

You were propped up on your elbow as you watched Venture fluff up the pillow for the both of you, finally resting their head on one end. Their eyes looked deeply into yours, an invitation.

You haven't been this close with them ever before, your stomach quickly began doing somersaults at this realization, heart pumping faster. There was no backing out now, you yearned for their warmth.

Having to scoot a little closer, you lay down next to them, fitting your head on the other end of the pillow. Your faces were close, so close you could see Ventures eyes gleam with the soft glow cast from the oil lamp, the light catching the shine of their eyebrow piercing as well. In turn, they observed your face and its shine.

There was a silence between you two, a comfortable yet tense one. The sound of your calm breathes filled the tent, accompanied by the crackling of the campfire outside. Even further out crickets and other bugs could be heard singing their lullabies quietly, as if they knew not to disturb this moment.

You decide then to be bold and run your fingers, hesitantly at first as if afraid to be burnt, through Ventures wild locks. They were so soft yet thick and- dirt... grains of dirt and sand fell from Ventures strands, only a few but noticeable to you.

You clicked your tongue. "Guess i missed a spot" you scold yourself.

"Its okay" They take your hand in theirs and rest them between the two of you, giving yours a squeeze " you can get it next time" Venture said with a lazy smile, letting their chipped tooth peak through their lips. Their thumb running circles onto your palm.

The lack of distance between you became comfortable soon, so Venture decided to to shrink it even further when they laid their hand on your lower back grasping it, your body instinctively stiffened at their unannounced touch and they yanked you closer. Bodies pressing against one another, noses almost touching. Your heart picked up the pace again, thumping in response before Ventures hand started trailing further down all the while you still maintained eye contact.

With confidence Venture ran their large hand down your back, then hip, then thigh, then leg, hooking a hand under your knee on their way up and lifting your leg letting it snake around theirs.

Seeing you were still red and stunned by their advances, Venture decided to help you out. Taking your hand in theirs they guided it to their waist, firmly leaving it there. You got the hint and held them as their hand returned to your thigh.

Breaking that intense eye contact you had to close your eyes for a moment, the situation becoming a lot for you all at once, all too quickly. But then, all of the sudden a surge of energy rushed through your body and you kissed Venture. You kissed them, placing a sweet but small kiss on their lips and let it linger for only a short second before pulling away, now watching their reaction.

Ventures face was beaming like a thousand suns, they didn't think you had it in you and as a reward they returned the favour. With confidence they kissed you passionately yet gently, only for a moment, before pulling away and then kissing you once more. You locked eyes again while exchanging sweet smiles, yours shy, their smug.

Venture gave you one last pull connecting their forehead with yours as they closed their eyes. Soon, you did the same.

#WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT I FINALLY FINISHED A FIC HOLYYYY #i love them so much im gonna be SICK #venture #venture overwatch #sloane cameron #venture x reader #x reader #overwatch x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #fluff #comfort #short fic

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legitchase · 1 year

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Overwatch Idea

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

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

Like imagine this:

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

Reader: "oh it will be fine!"

*meeting the parents*

Ramattra: "what?"

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

Ramattra: "you forgot to mention they were Omnics"

Reader: "oh. Well.. Surprise?"

#overwatch x reader #overwatch #ramattra #ramattra x reader #x reader #overwatch x male reader #overwatch x you #zenyatta x reader #genji x reader #fanfic ideas

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paganprankster · 4 months

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THE TILT OF RAMS HEAD IN HIS PROVOKE EMOTE GOT ME CRYINGGG

I need him fr. right neow. What if i did a lil fanfic of him to satisfy my hunger teehee

#multifandom #ramattra #ramattra x reader #ramattra x you #overwatch x reader #overwatch #overwatch 2 #overwatch 2 x reader #overwatch x you #fanfic #fanfiction

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venture4treasure · 12 days

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“Stickers and stones”

Words: 1263

Premise: Artsy!Reader and Venture. Venture’s expedition gets extended and their flight back home is delayed. They miss their girlfriend.

Warnings: Very brief mention of alcohol

Venture mutely picks at their food, sticking out like a sore thumb amongst their chattering crew. After so many project extensions and flight delays, they finally got a break and flew home. Their team had decided to reserve a private room at a local diner for after their plane landed, excited to have some good food and finally relax with each other before heading their separate ways. Venture was originally onboard with the idea before their trip back home got delayed a whole month. They don’t want to bail on their team, so they forced themselves to stay.

“Oh, lighten up! The flight delays sucked, but we’re here now aren’t we?” One of Venture’s teammates shoves them playfully.

“I don’t have an appetite that’s all, jet lag maybe,” Venture mutters, forcing themselves to take a bit of their food and a drink from their beer.

“You always have an appetite,” someone else points out, “what’s wrong? Do share”.

Venture sighs, “I just miss my girlfriend“.

Some of their crew in earshot awe and coo at them making them shove their face in their hands to save some dignity.

“Why don’t you talk about her, I’d be happy to listen. Maybe it’ll make you feel better.”

“Well, she moved recently to this city. So, I’m actually only like 30 minutes away from her right now and I feel so robbed! I could be with her right now!” Venture exclaims, “not that I don’t like spending time with you guys, it’s just been a long project”.

Venture continues, “she moved here to ‘make it in the big city’. I don’t really get it, but the idea makes her so excited whenever she talks about it and I want to support her! And, oh gosh, I brought a bunch of rocks in my carry-on with me so I could give them to her when we see each other in case our luggage takes a bit to fly over… she’s just the best and I miss her so much”.

There’s a couple soft chuckles that eventually build into a group laugh. Venture blinks in confusion, they’re not sure why everyone is laughing.

“What?” Venture asks.

One of their colleagues snaps a photo of them.

“What? What’s so funny,” Venture repeats, voice raising in concern – they don’t know their team as people who would make a malicious joke like mocking their love for their partner.

Several people gesture at them to turn around.

Venture screws up their face in bewilderment, but they turn around nonetheless.

You smile brightly at Venture. And Venture’s eyes widen, they kick themselves out of their chair at a record speed to capture you in a hug. You hug back, patting them on the back.

A round of claps goes up around them. Venture releases you from their embrace, but grabs your hand to hold. They spin around.

“YOU GUYS KNEW?” Venture all but yells, there’s no real anger. They’re smiling so wide, it almost hurts.

“Surprise!”

“Oh my gosh, oh my gosh,” Venture nuzzles your neck, as you smile bashfully, messing their hair, “I missed you so much!”

“I missed you too,” you reassure, “also, you’re very sweet.”

“YOU HEARD ALL THAT?” They feign despair, face heating up with embarrassment.

Everyone gets a good laugh at Venture’s cry.

“I think I will be taking this one,” you say towards the table, slinging your arm around them, “thanks for inviting me to do this, and please send me the picture!”

You pull their hand and Venture follows you towards the exit.

“Venture’s a keeper by the way!”

“I know!” You shout back over your shoulder, you can feel Venture groan in embarrassment besides you.

When you reach the side of the road, you hail a cab. You catch up on news from your day-to-day life, and let Venture ramble about their expedition during the ride to your apartment. You admit to Venture that your apartment is small, much smaller than your previous house.

“The location was just too good! And the landlord is very kind to me, but it isn’t exactly a big place,” you say, rubbing the back of your neck, “I hope it isn’t too claustrophobic or anything”.

You unlock the door to your apartment and step inside to turn on the lights. It’s a spacious studio, but it is still a studio apartment so it’s not comparable to the space of a house at all.

Venture steps inside, taking in the decor – you’d hung up paintings and other creative projects on your walls to make them more interesting. There wasn’t much for furniture, you didn’t want to crowd the place.

“You framed these?” Venture asks, pointing at a framed painting. It is their painting and isn’t particularly good compared to yours.

“Of course! You made them for me, didn’t you? That makes it one of the most important things to show off!”

Venture makes a flustered noise at you in response.

You invite them to sit at the dining table, while you pull out something from the fridge.

“Do you want boba? I got some earlier today for you in case you didn’t make it back before all the local places closed”.

Venture gasps when you slide them the drink, it’s their exact order, you would know. They take a sip while you set some sweets at the table.

“Oh!” Venture digs through their bag, “these are for you!”

You settle down as Venture shows you some rocks, some have crystals sticking out of them and others are interesting colours or textures. They share with you how they came across them and why these rocks are the ones they picked for you. You take them, turning the stones around in your hand, appreciating them.

“So pretty! They will be added to my collection,” you announce, pointing at a shelf above your desk that Venture didn’t notice before. It displayed countless rocks you’ve received from them, each one with a decorated note propped next to it – the note entails the occasion Venture gifted you the rock and some personal notes adoring it.

“You kept them all?” Venture is touched, for a moment you think they’re about to cry.

“No! You can’t cry yet,” you exclaim, hurriedly shoving a small box towards them, “my gift for you, you have to open it first”.

It’s a custom painted box – an absolute work of art in Venture’s opinion, they can feel the texture of the paint. They gently shake it and they can feel the knocking of items. Taking great care to remove the ribbon – which you might’ve tied a little too complicated because it looked good – Venture opens the parcel. They stare at the contents, they’re not too sure what it is. It’s your art, they know that by heart from the colours and style.

“Take them out?” You suggest.

Venture tilts the contents of the box into their hand, and realization strikes them. They’re stickers. They flip through them, there’s a lot of stickers and there’s so many designs. This must’ve taken you forever.

“I-” Venture chokes, speechless.

“For you, so you can take something that reminds you of me on your trips,” you smile, “put them on your excavator maybe? I made them weatherproof so if you wanted you can”.

“Come here, right now”.

You get up to move over to Venture’s side of the table and they crush you with a tight hug. You throw your arms around their neck, pressing a soft kiss to their lips.

“You’re the best,” they breathe into your neck, “I love you. I love you”.

Author’s Note: Domestic stories are not my forte. To whoever requested, I hope I did your idea some justice o7

Link to request.

The picture is you standing behind Venture and making silly faces or gestures while they’re confused.

Additional headcanon for this, Venture is one of the younger people in the Wayfinder Society.

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ya-zz · 7 months

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Can I request some headcanons with Cassidy, Hanzo and Reaper? Of them holding their newborn baby for the first time? The baby fever is going crazy feral for me rn

I thought I would've gotten to this sooner, but hello, it is finally here!

This was such a cute concept and I'm really glad I got to do this and to finish it! Thank you for the patience ♥

CASSIDY

He panicked when you mentioned you were going into labour, words fumbling out his mouth in incoherent sentences that made you question whether or not he was okay.

He was there with you the entire time you were giving birth, holding your hand, moving the stuck hair from your face, wiping the sweat off of your forehead.

He never once let go of you, wanting nothing more than to soothe you throughout the entire process.

When the moment arrived, a screaming and crying baby in the nurses hands, Cassidy immediately felt the relief run through him.

“I am proud of you, honey.”

“You’re okay. Everything is fine.”

When the nurses eventually handed the small infant over to you, he witnessed your features getting soft, tears pricking your eyes once more. They weren’t painful tears, but rather tears of love.

The baby continued to cry for a minute or two longer as the conversation around the room continued.

Cassidy sat on the edge of the bed, hand still holding yours, watching you as you admired the soft bundle in your arms

When you turned to him with a smile on your face and asked if he wanted to hold his child, his heart almost stopped.

He had felt overwhelmed before, but this time it felt different.

His child was in his arms, bundled up in a soft blanket.

The cries had stopped, soft noises being made and when their eyes opened, looking at the cowboy, Cassidy felt the entire room spin.

Finally, another reason to fall in love all over again.

HANZO

Hanzo was careful throughout every stage of the pregnancy. He’d listen to you, and get you everything and anything had wanted and needed.

The moment Hanzo saw you grimace in pain, he knew exactly what was coming.

He was quick on his feet to get you over to medbay, hand never leaving yours as he helped you settle onto the bed.

The entire time he would whisper to you, sweet little words and praises to flood your mind and to take it off of the pain you were experiencing.

“Stay calm, sweetheart.”

“My love… You are doing amazingly.”

He would keep his fingers laced with yours all throughout the birth of your child.

The moment that new life was brought into the world, your hand squeezed your partners hand tightly, the relief flooding through your body.

His heart fluttered as the nurses brought the newborn over to you and him.

Every emotion was heightened when he saw you hold the small bundle and when you offered for him to hold the baby, his eyes widened.

His hands were gentle as he took the bundle to his chest, gently rocking his arms.

He was almost a natural, and when the cries calmed down, he chuckled.

Hanzo saw the pride within your face as you turned to look at him. The love for you and his child was overflowing.

The archer had another reason to keep fighting. To keep living.

REAPER

Everything changed rather quickly the moment you became pregnant.

The cold demeanour was suddenly calm and caring, something of which was what you needed during the pregnancy.

When labour came around and pain was surging, Reyes moved fast, carrying you to the medbay.

He was worried and rightly so as you cried out in pain.

Reyes kept his hand on your forehead, soothing what pained emotions you were receiving and letting out.

Your body was on fire for your partner did what he could to make sure you were pain-free as possible.

“Stay calm, You’re doing good.”

“Almost there, don’t worry, you’re doing well.”

He listened to your cries and it pained him, but the moment that it fell silent and another cry was heard, Reyes felt warm.

His heart felt bigger as he watched you hold your newborn baby.

Tears spilled from your eyes, Reyes moved his hand to cup your cheek, thumb caressing the warm and damp flesh.

When you held out your newborn to your partner, he hesitated, but his arms opened up and accepted the small bundle of newborn joy.

His eyes softened and he smiled, a genuine smile that made your own heart flutter with joy.

Reyes was happy. He was in love.

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tonberry-yoda · 1 year

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Hopeful - Ramattra

Pairing - Ramattra x reader

Warnings - too much fluff frrrr

Word Count - 3,937

Notes - this fic was inspired by this post by @lady-shimada!! i am super thankful to them for allowing me to write this wonderful idea because I absolutely love how this turned out!! this is one of my longest fics yet and I cannot express how fun this was to write!! thank you again @lady-shimada and I really hope you enjoy it!!! Have a great rest of your day/night everyone and please stay hydrated!!! <3333

You wiped the sweat off of your forehead and smiled at your work. "Does that feel better?" You asked the omnic who's arm you had just finished fixing up.

She rolled her arm and practically beamed at you, if she could of course. "Thank you! Y-You don't know how much this means to me!!" She pulled you into an embrace and you hugged her back with no hesitation.

"Of course. I'm just happy to help all that I can." Nothing felt better than seeing an omnic happy. As a human, it was rare to get along with omnics, especially after the war, but you were just glad that there was some peace in the world that you could take part in. Especially thanks to your teacher, Zenyatta, who was an omnic himself. You just wanted a better world. One in which omnics were seen as more than just robots, but another half of humans.

"How much will that be?" The omnic pulled her wallet out and started fishing out cash.

"No, please, it's on me. I don't need any money."

"Please let me pay, it's the least I could do." She started shoving money at you, but you kept declining.

"Ma'am, I'm serious. Seeing you in tip top shape is more than enough payment for me."

"You're a blessing, you know that?!" The omnic threw her arms around you once more before thanking you what seemed like a thousand times before leaving.

Genji just smiled at you from across the room. "You are very talented, y/n."

"Oh, stop it, Genij." You cleaned off a couple of tools and gave Genji a playful punch on the arm.

"It's true! I don't know what the omnics would do without someone like you. I don't know what I would do without you." He pointed to his robotic body, making you giggle a bit.

"It's seriously the least I could do. They need help, right? That's what I'm here for. To provide that help." You wiped some oil off of your face and slipped off your dirty apron. "Now I'm off to go get some food because I am exhausted."

---

"Brother, I just want to know why you're not fighting for us! For the omnics! The ones who raised you!" Ramattra exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air. He was on a walk with Zenyatta, as it had been years since they had last seen each other.

The two decided to get back in contact after a lot of thinking Zenyatta had done on his part. Moral of the story is: he missed Ramattra. They had an unbreakable bond that was taken away from them over a few disagreements. It's not that Zen wanted Ramattra back to change his mind. He just wanted to see him again. Without that brother-like omnic by his side, Zen was becoming a bit lonely.

"Don't you care about your people, brother?! Don't you care that they are dying?!"

"Of course I do, Ramattra," Zenyatta sat next to a nearby lake, looking up at the stars. "But doesn't everyone die?" His tone was soft and Ramattra was already getting frustrated.

"Yes! Everyone dies! But not like this, brother... not like this." He sat next to Zen, looking to the stars as well. "I just want peace for our people. I want to avenge Mondatta. I don't want it to happen all over again... especially to you." Ramattra sighed, feeling a little more at ease, waiting for Zenyatta to say something. Praying that he would agree with him.

"I understand how you must feel, brother," Zen's tone was still soft, not breaking once. "But we each have our own ways of thinking. I don't think anyone should die for the sake of others. I think in the end, we should all be equal."

"But how are we supposed to be equal when-"

Ramattra's rough tone was quickly interrupted by Zenyatta skipping a stone over the lake they were next to. "Listen, Ramattra. I invited you here because I missed you. That's all. We can have talks about war and death later, but for now," Zenyatta got up from his spot, continuing the walk. "I want to know how you've been."

---

"What did you get?" Genji walked up to you, taking a fry from your meal; the omnic he was talking to that was in recovery went back into rest mode. There were a lot of omnics that had to heal up, especially some who have seen some bad places. Your shop wasn't the cleanest, but at least you had a space for them to stay for a while.

"Well it looks like you already figured it out Mr. I Like To Steal Fries." You giggled, placing your food on a nearby table with tools strewn across it.

"Sorry, sorry," Genji put his hands in the air in joking defense. "Look, I'm just hungry too, y/n. You can't blame me."

"I thought you would be," you sighed, pulling out another bag. "So I got you some food too."

"That omnic was right... you are a blessing."

"Shut up Genji and just take the food. And you owe me a fry now!" You laughed, handing him his food.

"Do you have any more patients today?" Genji took off his mask to reveal his scar covered face. If only you could do something about that.

"I think I have one more... but it's a Junkertown patient."

"Are you serious?" Genji's mouth was full of food, shock painted on his face.

"Yeah," you said solemnly. "I hate getting those patients. Not because they're hard to fix, but because I feel so bad. The Junker Queen really fucks them up, I tell you what."

"I bet. I'm sorry." Genji looked at a patient who had been bed ridden for weeks. Another one from Junkertown, still trying to regain consciousness.

"Genji, I'm the last person you should be apologizing to." You looked down at your food, getting prepared for the patient you were going to have to help soon. You wished it didn't have to be this way between humans and omnics, but for now, this was the only thing you could do to help.

---

"Wait," Ramattra pinched the bridge of what would be his nose. "So you're telling me that you're teaching... a... human?"

"Two actually." Zenyatta said casually, watching an airplane fly by.

"Two?! Have you gone mad?!"

"Perhaps a little mad." Zen giggled to himself.

"You have got to be playing some sort of sick joke on me. I can't believe you would do something like that."

"Not all humans are bad. You do know that, right?" Zen gave Ramattra a playful look, which was returned with glaring eyes.

"Yes they are. Why else would we still be going through this pain and suffering?"

"Follow me. I want to show you something."

Ramattra sighed, but didn't argue with Zen. "Fine."

"Might I ask when the last time you spoke to a human was?"

Ramattra went silent, trying to think. "I don't really... speak to them. They made us suffer, so I make them suffer."

Zen hummed in response. "I see."

For the rest of the walk, the two omnics were silent. They didn't feel like more needed to be said, so they just listened to the nighttime birds sing and the slight breeze blow onto the nearby lake.

Ramattra loved when the world was peaceful. It was rare for him. Not often did he get to just enjoy the sounds of the world, it didn't feel like he was allowed to yet. He still had things he needed to do for his people. It was like a breath of fresh air was unheard of for Ramattra.

In that regard, he was very thankful for Zenyatta reaching out again. It was like how he used to live. And even if it wouldn't be permanent, it was nice.

"Right this way, brother." Zenyatta pointed down a dark alleyway, the only light coming from a dim lamp next to a sign that said in dark colors: "Omnic Repair". Zen opened the door to a dimly lit workshop with tired omnics lying in hospital-like beds.

Ramattra looked around the workshop, his gaze finding Genji who was sitting with an omnic that was in better condition with the rest, joking and chatting with him.

"Brother, what is thi-"

Ramattra was quickly interrupted by Zen putting his finger over what would be his mouth and pointing to you, who was hard at work fixing the omnic from Junkertown.

Ramattra turned to you and felt like everything around him had stopped. Like nothing existed in the world but you.

"Not all humans wish to see us suffer, Ramattra," Zen whispered with a smile, seeing how gentle you were with your patient.

"H-How?" Ramattra's tone was almost as soft as Zenyatta's.

"What do you mean, 'how?', brother? This is what they love to do. They want nothing more than to see an omnic live out its life."

"B-But... they're human."

"Very observant brother," Zenyatta giggled, putting his hand on Ramattra's lower back. "Why don't you say hello?" He pushed him to you, but Ramattra quickly stepped away.

"Zenyatta, I can't. They're doing something important right now." His eyes stayed glued to you, watching as your eyes didn't once leave your patient. You were so focused on fixing them, on helping them not be in pain, it was admirable.

You tilted your head, fixing a screw and stood up, stretching. "I'll be back." You said to your patient, who was already more than halfway completed. "You're a trooper."

The barely conscious omnic seemed to smile at you, giving you a limp high five and saying a soft "thank you."

You nodded and turned around, almost bumping into a large... omnic?!

You apologized and took a step back to find Ramattra standing in front of you. He was taller than any other omnic you have ever seen and a hell of a lot scarier too. But he also looked so... cool. Definitely unlike any other omnic you've met.

"y/n!" Zenyatta stepped out from behind Ramattra as you took off a face mask you had on. "You're doing excellent work in here!"

You smiled and gave Zenyatta a short hug. "Thank you, master. It's been a long day, but we're almost done."

"I'd like you to meet someone." Zenyatta pushed Ramattra in front of him, revealing to you the tall omnic. He had to be way over 6ft, he was gigantic.

"Hi!" You smiled, sticking your hand out to him.

"Hello there." Ramattra just stared at your hand and you let it limply fall to your side. You gave Zenyatta a confused look.

"This is Ramattra," Zenyatta introduced him because he knew that Ramattra wouldn't do it himself. "Ramattra, this is y/n."

"Does he need repair? Because he looks just fine to me. I mean I could check a couple of his bolts and wires, but like I said, he looks in tip top condition." You took a fry from the table in the corner of the room and popped it in your mouth.

"I need no repair, human." Ramattra's tone was rough, but it didn't scare you. It was just alarming to hear someone speak to you like that.

"Alright then... What can I help you with?"

Zenyatta just laughed and shook his head. "y/n, Ramattra here is like a brother to me. We've taught each other a lot, but got separated due to differences. I just wanted to show him the work you conduct in here, perhaps show him another side."

"Nothing will change my mind about humans." Ramattra turned around and crossed his arms, looking around the small workshop.

"That's not what I said, brother. I just wanted to show you something new, that's all."

Ramattra just ignored Zenyatta, walking over to an omnic who had to get all of his limbs replaced and was clearly exhausted, but still awake.

"Why are you here, brother?" Ramattra grabbed the omnic's hand, looking at his tired figure. "Why not get repaired by one of our own kind?"

The omnic just looked at Ramattra and stretched, his eyes getting brighter. "y/n is great. They make sure we're cared for and in our greatest condition."

"Yes, but they are human."

"I've met a lot of good humans in my day. And they are definitely one of them. If not for them, I wouldn't be here, talking to you."

"I see... Well, I will let you rest now. Godspeed, brother." Ramattra left the omnic to rest and saw that you went right back to work on your patient from when he walked in.

He walked over to you and sat down, watching you as you worked, not once thinking about anything else but saving this omnic.

"How long have you been doing this job?" You jumped slightly, shocked to hear Ramattra's booming voice.

You giggled, a little embarrassed about getting frightened. "I've always been interested in repairing, but it wasn't until I met Zenyatta that I realized that I can use those abilities on omnics too. Plus, I know that you all have been through a lot and I just want to start the movement to help. It's not much, but it's what I can do."

If Ramattra had a heart, it would be pounding. Perhaps he felt the simulation of it or at least his brain was telling him that his heart would be pounding. Whatever it was... he didn't like it. "W-Well, human's have been the reason for our destroyed life. The reason we are so hurt and suffer this much. It is because of you that you are fixing us. You're not helping with anything."

You didn't know how to respond. You had never been through what he has, nor do you even know how he would feel. So you just kept working on your patient. "I'm sorry." You ended up saying. "I know a simple apology isn't enough, but I am really trying to do better as a human. Omnics deserve much more than they are currently given and how they are treated, so, I'm sorry Ramattra." You looked up at him, making eye contact. "Truly."

For the first time, Ramattra couldn't say a single word. He had no rebuttal, nothing rude to say, no singular comment, nothing. He had nothing to say to you.

So instead of words, he opted for a head nod and continued watching you work. You were so precise, so caring, making sure not to hit any vital wires that would hurt the omnic in front of you. You knew what you were doing, and you were clearly skilled.

Shortly after, you took off your mask and smiled at your patient. After a couple of hours, this poor omnic that was torn apart by the citizens of Junkertown was finally as patched up as you could get them. Definitely able to live a mostly normal life and that was all you wanted for them.

The omnics eyes lit up. They couldn't walk or move too much due to their current condition, but they could definitely feel the difference. If they could smile, they would, but you could certainly tell how happy they were. "Th-Thank you." Their voice was weak, but sounded way happier than before. "You don't know how much this means to me."

"Of course," you smiled, grabbing their hand. "I'm just glad you're all better now. Like I said earlier, you're a trooper. Now get some rest, alright?"

They nodded lightly and pulled their blanket up their body, drifting off into sleep.

Ramattra was amazed. You were so... gentle with the omnics. You really did seem to love your job.

You slipped off your mask and your apron, receiving a high five and a "good job" from Genji.

"Thanks Genji. Another day done." You stretched, a couple of bones in your body popping.

"So," Ramattra scoffed, still trying to keep his intimidating front. "How much do you get paid for this?"

"I don't," you admitted, hanging up your apron and slipping on some slippers, yawning. "Why would they have to pay to continue living? That's just not fair."

God, Ramattra hated the way you were making him feel. Humans weren't supposed to be this... nice. They were evil. All of them. Right?

"Oh shoot!" You ran up to Ramattra, gently brushing your fingers over his arm. "There's a crack."

"It's nothing." Ramattra quickly pulled away from you.

"I saw a missing screw in there, it's not nothing. Can I please look at it?" You reached out your hand to him again and he pulled away again, walking away from you.

"No. I won't let a human touch me! I-"

Ramattra was interrupted by Zenyatta putting his hand on Ramattra's shoulder. "Just let them try. I promise they won't hurt you."

Ramattra sighed, but sat down anyway. He wasn't super stoked about having to be fixed by a human, but that crack and missing screw have been messing with his ability to use his arm properly. "Fine. But if you try anything, human, know that there will be prices to pay."

You could tell that Ramattra was stiff. You realized something though, perhaps this motion he made around humans wasn't because he was trying to defend himself or wanting you to fear him... it was because he was... scared. At least it seemed that way to you. He has only seen humans as something to harm him and the people he loves. Maybe being able to see a human as an ally was frightening to him.

"You don't have to be so tense," you giggled, pulling out a bag of assorted tools. "Loosen up a bit and this might be easier for both of us."

"It's a little difficult to do that... I don't want to drop my guard."

You hummed in response, picking out the tools you needed. "I understand... It must be weird to see humans as a nice thing, huh?"

Ramattra went silent for a moment, looking at a dim light bulb above him as you went to work. "I suppose. Your race has done nothing but hurt mine."

"I wish it didn't have to be this way," your tone was gentle as you concentrated on your work.

"Me too." For the first time, Ramattra's tone dropped. He wasn't trying to intimidate you anymore. It sounded almost... friendly.

"I'm going to bed, y/n." Genji took a step away from his desk that was cooped up in the corner of the workshop and stretched. "Great job today."

"Thank you Genji," you smiled. "Get a good night's rest, alright? It's already pretty late."

"I will. Don't work yourself to the bone, got it?"

"I won't. I'll be heading to bed myself after I fix up our new friend here." You chuckled as Genji went off to his room.

"After I fix up our new friend here."

Was Ramattra really stooping so low to find a human... friend? No. There was no way.

"All done!" You put any tools away and looked over Ramattra's metal body to see if there was anything else you needed to do.

Ramattra moved his arm and was shocked. It was the best his arm has felt in years.

"Thank you." Ramattra bowed at you. "I... appreciate your efforts."

"Anytime," you cleaned up and smiled at Ramattra, your hands moving to your hips. "Just be sure to come back again if there's anything wrong, alright?"

Ramattra just nodded and followed Zenyatta to the door of the workshop.

"Oh, y/n?"

You were headed up to your room to finally get some rest after such a long day, but were stopped by Ramattra's voice.

"Yes?" You stuck your head out from the top of the stairs.

"Promise to get a good night's rest?"

You thought for a moment as a smirk painted your face. "Yes. Promise to be back?"

Ramattra thought for a moment. "...Yes."

---

Ramattra did, in fact, come back. A lot actually. More than you expected him to, at least.

At first, it was for small upgrades he was thinking about related to his body and his weapon. And then it was to just see what you were working on and to visit other omnics. And finally, it was just to see you.

It was odd building a relationship with someone who hated your kind. Someone who was afraid that you would turn your back on him at any second. But you noticed every day that he would warm up to you more and more. Even if it was just little things like scooting a little closer to you or telling you about his day.

There started to be days where you would rarely not see his face.

---

"Good morning, y/n." You heard that familiar bell of your workshop door opening and Ramattra ducking his head to get through.

"Good morning, Ramattra." You smiled, continuing to sweep the floor.

"Any big plans for the day?"

"Nope! Today's my day off so I'm going to try to organize this hellhole."

Ramattra chuckled at the sight of your messy workshop. It wasn't unsanitary by any means, just cluttered.

"Sounds good." Ramattra nodded, sitting on a nearby stool, looking giant in it.

"Do you need any upgrades or anything fixed, Ramattra?"

"No, not that I can think of."

"Then do you have any big plans for the day?"

"No. I trained with Zenyatta this morning, but that's the only plan I made for today."

The two of you did what you needed to do in silence. You cleaned up all the clutter, trying to organize it to your best ability, and Ramattra would be on standby if you needed him to reach anything.

"Can I be honest with you, y/n?" If Ramattra could blush, he knew he absolutely would've been.

"Sure, Ramattra. Go ahead." You finally got a chance to take a breather, so you sat across from him.

He cleared his throat and kept his composure. He couldn't lose that stoic posture, couldn't let his guard down. "You are the most tolerable human I have ever met."

You laughed out loud. "Thank you?"

"I mean it. You're kind, caring, and helpful. I hate to admit it, but I think I'm actually starting to like you." He laughed, not believing he was actually saying any of this to you.

"That's actually very sweet, Ramattra. I've liked you from the beginning, so nothing has really changed over in my department." You smiled, laying your hand on the table.

"y/n? I just wanted to let you know, I hate the way you make me feel."

"Really?" You laughed. "Why's that?"

"I don't particularly enjoy conversing with humans, let alone take pleasure in being around them."

"Is it scary?" You asked, tilting your head a bit.

"To be honest with you, it's terrifying. I feel like I'm losing that hard edge. Growing softer. I'm not keen on that." He chuckled almost nervously and you slid your hand over to his.

"Well, I like guys with a soft side." You smiled and immediately made whatever heart Ramattra did have melt. How dare you!

"Don't you dare." Ramattra chuckled, giving you a playful smack on the hand.

"I'm glad I met you, Ramattra."

"I feel the same... I'm thankful that there are humans out in the world like you. It's almost making me..."

"Hopeful?"

"Precisely."

Ramattra walked up to you and placed his forehead on yours. You planted a small kiss on his cheek and he hugged you.

Yeah. You were making him feel hopeful.

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Human!Reader/Ramattra

He remembers you from the monastery all those years ago. You weren’t there with him, obviously; you were in charge of a little mechanic’s shop in the nearest town. He didn’t have reason to visit you often but when he did he found you… enchanting. Enchanting in a way an omnic should not feel about a human. You were always ready with a genuine smile whenever he appeared on your doorstep, a kind word and an open ear for his troubles.

You were a friend.

There was one bitterly cold winter where the weather was so harsh it had seized up the joints in one of his arms and stopped it working entirely. This was before he knew much about his own mechanics, and none of his brothers could identify the problem. So he took the trek down to you and sought your help.

You never asked for payment from the monks. You knew that wouldn’t be right. You were… kind like that. So you sat him on a stool in your workshop and experimented with his screws and bolts until he was working again, sincere in your admiration of his robotics, in your admiration of him. He was glad he was an omnic. If he were human, he would have been blushing.

He grew to hate humanity, of course. But he could never quite find it in himself to hate you. You were always that one tiny thread keeping him anchored. He tried to put you out of his mind and focus on his task. His people.

And yet… and yet.

It is night when he comes to you. He has not seen you for… years now, probably. He has lost track of time. Yet he still remembers the way into your workshop, the door that never quite locks properly. He ducks through your doorway and finds you hard at work, pink tongue sticking out from the corner of your mouth as you concentrate.

He says your name, as gently as his omnic voice allows. You jump and drop the spanner you’re holding. It clatters cacophonously to the ground.

“Ramattra,” you whisper, amazed, and for a moment he thinks that perhaps this has all been a mistake, that he never should have come here -

And then you’re crossing the shop floor, and you’ve thrown your arms around him. He did not expect this. Humans are so frustrating to understand sometimes… but then he finds himself returning your embrace.

“You… why are you here?” you ask, when you eventually pull away from him. Your hands linger on his waist, his on your shoulders. He wishes he had an answer. He wishes he has something logical to tell you in response. But he has nothing to give.

“I figured you would hate me. That’s what is… sensible.”

It is not self-pitying, nor is it quite angry. Just a statement. There is no way you do not know what he has been doing these past years. His face, Null Sector, it’s been all over the news. Globally.

And yet you still came to hold him.

“Oh, Ramattra…” you mutter, taking one of his cold metal hands in your own, “how could I ever hate you?”

There it is. The way you speak, so plainly and honestly, that makes something inside of him feel like it’s going to combust. In a good way. Humans are tricky, devious; but not you. Never you.

His hand leaves yours in order to cup your face. You suck in a breath, shocked for a second by the cold - but then you nuzzle into it, lips pressing against the plain of his palm.

“I missed you,” you confess.

“And I you.”

There is an energy thrumming through the workshop now. He’s never felt anything like it before. For once, he is on the back foot.

He is lucky you are bold enough to take the first step, then.

“Can I kiss you?”

If he had eyebrows, he’d raise them.

“You are a foolish human,” he says, but he doesn’t really mean it as an insult, “you’re well aware I don’t have lips.”

You pout in a way he finds endearing.

“Don’t call me foolish,” you sniff, and then, “...and I know. But I’d still like to try.”

He cannot deny you that. So he leans down, and you cup his face in your warm human hands, and you press your mouth to where his would be. He sees the way you close your eyes and melt into him. His hands lower down to hold your hips, tug you a little closer against him. Omnics are not really designed to feel… but they are also not designed to have an extra pair of arms hulking from their back, and he managed that. Perhaps he did an extra little upgrade of his own internals. He turns the sensors on in his body and is shocked as it processes the warmth of you.

You are lovely. Truly lovely.

He takes a step forward and you take one back, and you keep going until he has you pinned against the worktable. You rest your forehead against his and explore him with gentle and curious touches, listening to the low sound of his voice to see what makes him react with the most pleasure.

“Where should I touch you? Where feels the best?” you ask, voice husky and low.

“You should - ahh!” - your fingers have skimmed the ridge between his pectoral plates and oh is it intoxicating - “You should know, hm? You spent enough time fixing omics. You must be intimately familiar with our builds.”

You roll your eyes at him, but it is good-naturedly and without malice.

“I want you to tell me, Ramattra.”

He takes the hand on his chest and moves it lower, across the metal of his abdomen, the smooth plate of his groin. He groans when he feels the heat of you touch there. The sensors in his lower body are going haywire. A sort of pleasure he’s never felt before manifests itself at the apex of his legs, and he finds himself rutting into you. You giggle and it’s the most perfect sound he’s ever heard.

“There,” he confirms, and you rub a bit harder, using your free hand to reach up and card through the wires of his hair. It snags a little and pulls and he moans. He didn’t even realise you could reach up there, but he realises he’s bent his massive form over you, caging you in against himself; offering every part of his body up to touch.

And oh, how you touch.

“Where… I want to…” he manages, thumbs rubbing tender circles along your hips. He knows human anatomy enough to be able to take a kill shot from hundreds of feet away, but has no idea how to give it gratification. You’re reluctant to stop caressing him, even for a second, so in reply you just thrust your hips forward.

“B…between my legs,” you mutter, eyes wide and soft, “and… maybe my face, too? My mouth…”

He does not need to be prompted again. Ramattra presses one of his hands at the place where your thighs meet. The sound you make lets him know he’s done something correctly. You mewl and push further into his palm.

“Yes, Ramattra, yes…”

He’s never heard his name said that way before, but now it’s fallen from your lips he wants to hear it over and over. He thinks he’d do just about anything for you to moan it again. Part of him feels pitiful, disgusted at himself - he’s been reduced to this pathetic, pining thing at the hands of a human. The very thing he’s meant to hate.

Ah, but not any human though. You. The only one he could ever care for.

He remembers your other gentle plea, so the hand which isn’t rubbing against your clothed cunt cups your cheek. Your tongue leaves your parted lips again and brushes against the pad of his thumb. Taking his cue, he presses the digit into your mouth. Your eyes roll back and you begin to explore it, sucking it gently, fellating it - and it almost fries every sensor he has in his hands. It's so good. He wonders why he hasn’t done this before, found a needy little human to fuck.

Because they wouldn't be you.

You untangle your hand from his hair for just a moment in order to move his own under your trousers, beneath your underwear. He can feel that you’re wet down there, so he spends a moment coating his fingers with you before withdrawing them to inspect. They glisten in the low light of the workshop.

“Fascinating,” he mutters, returning his hand to where it was before you can chide him for the seemingly out-of-the-moment comment. He finds where you open, and presses against it curiously.

“Yes, inside,” you encourage, speaking around his thumb. His fingers slip into your cunt and he is engulfed by your soft, wet heat. You groan and throw your head back, thrusting forward into his touch as you do - but you are not distracted for long, doubling your own efforts on him. The hand at his pubic plate explores further back a little, and when you brush the wires in his undercarriage he makes a noise of shock so loudly that you laugh again, surprised.

“There, hmm?” you practically purr, pressing your forehead against his. If he could breathe, you’d be sharing the air between you. You stroke the wiring, the circuitry, and he begins to fuck you with his fingers. Mirroring the way you touch him. He delights in the feeling of your wetness, the way your eyes screw up in pleasure, the hitch of your chest as you get closer to the edge…

… and then you come with a bitten-off moan, fucking hard into his metal hand. As you do your fingers slip against some inner processor he didn’t have any idea was even there -

He is blinded with release. His body is on fire with the red-hot explosion of ecstasy, making every sensor feel like it is being lifted up past the heavens itself –

For a second, he goes offline.

He comes back what must be a handful of seconds later to the sound of you fearfully shouting his name, desperately trying to rouse him.

“Apologies,” he says, checking everything has returned to function properly, “I… finished.”

You take a moment to digest what he’s said, then laugh. That beautiful sound, once again.

“You came so hard you rebooted? Wow. I must be good.”

You say it cheekily, not sincere. But he still pulls you into his arms anyway. You snuggle into his breastplate, humming at the warmth he’s now churning out. This. This is what afterglow must be.

“Will you stay?” you ask, quietly, as if afraid breaking the silence will also shatter the momentary peace you’ve found together, “For a while, will you stay?”

You both know this cannot be permanent. But you are soft. And after everything, Ramattra believes he deserves a little softness in his life.

“Yes. I will stay.”

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Part 1 Overwatch Agents breaking the bed/desk

( some of these have breaking the bed others have same scenario similar but breaking other stuff 😏. NO MINORS ARE ALLOWED IN THIS FANFIC. PLEASE AND THANK YOU. RESPECT MY WISHES AS I WOULD YOURS.)

TW., Predator vs Prey, Mention of Heats but no a/b/o Kiriko has a cock, Fingering, insulting, Petnames as in “ Baby girl, Babe”. Etc, Smoking, Thigh Riding, Sex, Jerking Off, Over Thinking and self doubts, Oral Sex, Cum eating, Brat Taming, Size Kink, bonding, Body worship. Mentions of Old people, I’M TALKING IN THR SENSE OF 50-60 years old having sex obviously in Reinhardt part. Affirming. Degradation and praising. Reader gets slapped once.

( D.va, Cole Cassidy, Tracer, Genji,Reinhardt, Ana Amari, Symmetra, Kiriko.)

Continuation of this post

Side note: D.va is 22 in this, since she officially around the age 19-20 I aged her up for the comfort of my followers and Me. I will not be writing for Illari as she is 18.

Genji does not have a dick sense it a fanfic it won’t kill you for genji to have a smaller writing cause I can’t see him having a dick and it not hurting

Symmetra and Genji had the lowest amount of writing and it was because I have been working on this for two weeks and I didn’t want to recount the same thing over and over so I tried my best to switch it up the best as possible

I’ll be honest Pharah and Lifeweaver were supposed to be in this fanfic but when I was writing Reinhardt I didn’t realize that Reinhardt did sorta body worship so I had to skip Pharah, also the fact I felt it a little weird to have young Pharah in this fanfic in Ana fanfic and then write for older so for less confusion she will be in part two. I’ll be honest the prompt I had for Lifeweaver at the end thinking about it, it didn’t fully fit the theme of Lifeweaver so he will come to part 2-3 to.

NOW ONTO THE WRITING 🧡

D.Va ( Hana Song.)

• “ Hey Baby! welcome back! You came back so soon! OMG! I have so many things to tell you!” She Rushes to give you the biggest hug, To be expected she remembers you telling her that you were supposed to be gone for 5 months so to come back in only 3 months we’re surely a gift and one to be thankful. Coming to grab at your bags that you had packed with the help of her she rushes to put any heavy armor you had on you to the floor. “ Hana, you do not need to help me, I’m perfectly capable of taking my own armor and ammunition off myself just cause I’m back does not mean you need to do more work and stress yourself.” Mumbling and grumbling out the words she completely shushes you and grabs at your clothing pulling them off, shoving you into the Bathroom, “ Let me give you a little surprise BUT! After you take a shower you’re a little stinky!” She giggles placing a towel down and the beloved soap she made you buy. She quickly shuts the door and rushes around the house.

• Getting out of the shower with only a towel covering you, open the door to try and find where D.va was a lot harder than you expected. “ I thought you wanted me to-“ a gasp of air left your lips as you slowly come up to cover your eyes only to have your towel be drag to the floor by gravity itself. Peeking out through your fingers to the sight infront of you. Hana sitting on her work desk, wearing a dark red Lingerie, her legs which were crossed slowly came undone to open her legs completely wide.

• “ Come here.. it been so long since I have gotten to have you all to myself! Don’t be shy.” She lets out a pout as she gently lifts her hand to come beckon you over walking over to her she grab your hand and guides it towards her pussy, coming to move the fabric out of the way she helps you create a rhythmic movement, fingering her she moves her hand away to grab on your hair, pushing your face to be inches away from her face, she comes to grab at your cheeks to place her lips on your lips mouthing at your lips, sucking on the bottom of your lip she gently scoots backwards on the desk to give more space for you to have better access to her, coming to gently squeeze at your hip feeling so close to her climax she leans back on her hands.

• “ Please.. please, let me..” her head rolls back as her pussy contract as she let out a cry her fingers gripping your shoulders as her back arches she comes to let out a loud moan. Her body let out a heave as the table becomes lopsided falling to the ground causing both Hana and you to slam your body into the floor. She lets out a giggle from both pain and how equally shocked you both were. “ I guess I was too hot for this table to handle us both.” She divaly flick her hair from her shoulder as she comes to prop the top of her body up to come and look at you. “ Ready for round two! Player two?” She smiles down winking at you.

Cole Cassidy

• “ You mother fucker! You asshole, you son of a bitch! I hate you!” Screaming was heard throughout the house. Cole Cassidy, who was known as Jesse Mcree, sat on the couch with a smirk and a grin, tipping his hat down letting the woman take out her frustration and Anger on the cowboy. “ Baby girl take a breather before you become unable to breathe.” He grinned with a cigarette around his lips, watching as the woman storm up to him he grabbed her by her waist and dragged her down onto his lap slowly rubbing in circles on her skin around her waist. “ I know I said I wouldn’t smoke in your house but- bad habits die hard hun.” He mumbles grabbing his hat and placing it on the women head. “ you! Ugh you make me so frustrated!” Hearing the women screech he slowly move bounce her on his thigh. “ if you’re so frustrating and feeling feisty then get to riding, the saddle ain’t just for sitting on.” He let out a chuckle coming to bounce you roughly on his knee, nipping at your neck he slowly pulled at your sweater, letting it be pulled over your head.

• Being Mindful of the hat that was his signature cowboy look he roughly bounced you on his knee again, coming to bare handed rip your shorts off your body tossing the fabric that was in his hand over the side of the couch, grunting at the way your pussy clings to that underwear. Gently palming at your pussy he cups it in his hands coming to rub harshly at your clit over and over with fast pacing Movements. He started bouncing his knee short but pacing enough have your slick that started building up to come soak your underwear. “ Well well, look who the one who knows can’t handle having some of the fire that was first given.” He mumbled taking the cigar out of his mouth and letting it be smushed in the smoke cup. Rolling his head back in forth he grunts at the feeling of a puddle slowly start forming around his pants that were being rubbed back in forth in friction with your pussy. Moans and whines filled the area as he watches you come to cover your mouth closing your eyes, letting you roll your eyes as he suddenly stop. Smirking when he sees you whines and hit him on the shoulder from the painful feeling of being so close but so far from the delicious utopia.

• wandering Hands that were shakily come to undo his belt, grasping at his penis he felt you start to jerk him off, moving in a up and down stimulation, the movement cause him to let out a slur of shit and fuck me. As he comes to grab your wrist he grabs at your ass and one hand and moves you to straddle his waist. “ Let me help you babe, ride me Baby.” He piston his hips dragging his fat cock in and out of your tight hole, letting his cock kiss your cervix as he grips your hips grinding you down watching as your walls clinch and contract around his cock. “ fuck me baby that is some tight shit you have going on, damn baby.” He grunting and groaned as his hat started lop siding on your head

• “ shit baby!” The slam of a leg of the couch giving out. Causing the couple to slide to the left. There haft way on the couch and down as a groan and a whine was heard from the women. “ You need a better couch!” A groan was let out as she rubbed at her head, which was banged against Cassidy head. “ damn baby and we are so close..” he mumbled letting out a cough of a laugh. Sighing as he watches you walk into another room and grab a spare of clothing as he looked at you unimpressed. “ are you going to leave me hanging dear?” Watching you open the bathroom door and peeking your head back out of the bathroom. “ who said we can’t move it in here?”

Tracer

“ Love! What are you doing out here..? You’re supposed to be resting! I can’t believe you’re trying to be up and about right now.” She blinks towards you grabbing the mug out of your hand, “ I can’t believe you even had the audacity knowing that I’m right here faster to help you, all you had to do what ask!” She smiles gently guiding you back towards your room, setting the mug on the coffee table and gently setting you down on the bed, guiding you to lay back down. The injuries you sustained were worse than most missions you been subjected through harsh conditions which cause you to have to stay in bed even longer Emily both you and Lena Girlfriend had to go to work which left Lena staying home to take care of your injuries, given permission by her commanders to do so. “ I’m so sorry you are forced to go stay home, I know how you like to be out on the field.” Mumbling out an apology made Lena heart grow weak “ oh Love! You did nothing wrong stop being so hard on yourself! Everyone has some mess up and everyone can and will get injured from time to time and that will never make me feel less love for you.”

She suddenly lean in and hugged you tightly let out a big deep breathe in and out and snuggled with you coming to gently pull you down to be laying down. She comes to climb on top of you gently hugging you tucking your head inside her neck as she leaned her chin on your hair. “ You know.. if you ever want to retire from the field I nor Emily will not stop you, you deserve to live your life not stressing about what goes on in the field, I promise you, we will miss you but if you ever feel the need to take a step back the field will always wait for you to come back again. Don’t ever doubt your abilities.” She mumbles as she comes to gently smooch your face over and over when she felt you come to kiss her on the lips gently grabbing at her mouth pulling her into a long, sensual kiss before she felt you slowly peel away at her clothing tugging at her leather jacket and pulling at her tank top pulling it all off. “ oh baby! What are you trying to do to me? this is one of another one of your tricks now is it? Love you know we can’t do it. You still need time to recover and get your energy up. I cannot afford you hurting yourself because of me.” She mumbles as she tries to playfully slap your hands out of the way “ I love you insatiable come here.” As she felt you weren’t going to keep your hands away from her, she comes to peel off your clothing, the short skimpy nightgown that was dedicated all over your skin, came undone as she slowly comes to pull down your underwear.

Rubbing lovingly circles around your hips and pelvic bone she gently pulls one of your legs over her shoulder, licking up and down your folds she circles your clit and grazes it with her teeth, having a stifled moan and whine, she comes to start pushing your pussy closer to her mouth as she starts going at you. The warm sensation of her mouth all over your cunt, made the impending orgasm to effectively take over your body, the twitching and cry of pleasure as the headboard snap in haft hitting you in face and your upper body causes a loud yelp.

To Lena horror in shock seeing the headboard slid out on your head. She was frozen in place until she lift the headboard of the bed looking at you up and down gasping for air like a fish out of her mouth is dropped open she quickly scrambled to help you up as she paced around the bed quickly giving you ice and cleaning you up she let out another shaky apology as she looked at the headboard and look at you “ how are we gonna explain this to Emily… she’s gonna kill us love…” she mumbles a droopy expression as she tries to think of a way to avoid the obvious impending question.

“ Babe, I’m home! Where are you guys?”

Ana Amari

“ Mama! Mama!” The Screech of Young Fareeha was heard throughout the house, It was on constant repeat until a shush sound was heard from the soldier woman lips. “ Habibti being so loud is not necessarily, i understand you’re excited to see me but let not get to full of uncontrollable energy.” The Arabic women mutter kissing the forehead of her daughter. Giving her daughter the warmest hug “ Ana dear, I didn’t realize you would be home so soon.” Walking out of the kitchen was Ana Amari Wife of 6 years, wearing a slim but elegant yellow colored dress, Ana sighs at the feeling of being relaxed. Getting to take a minute to just relax in the warm environment and joy of her wife.

“ it been so long since I have seen my two beautiful girls, how are you doing.” Picking up Fareeha placing her on the snipers hip, leaning over to kiss her wife cheek, “ but you Miss need to go to bed, it is so late for you to stay up any longer than you have.” “ But Mum! I haven’t seen you in like forever! You will see me in the morning and I will be right with you and your mum will also be with you in the morning, we can play then but now is bedtime.” Fareeha let out a huff as she stomped up to her room. A sigh out of the sniper lips was heard, Ana moved towards her wife grabbing at her hips in a firm gesture. One of her hands come to take her wife hand and gently grasp at her wrist. Placing a kiss from her wrist to her shoulder gently sliding the straps of her wife dress off her shoulder. “ No, Ana We can’t Fareeha is hasn’t fully went to bed yet. We shouldn’t! She’ll be asleep sure enough just don’t make any more noise than usual.”

Yanking the Sniper into your share room, Ana pushes you into a wall and starts shedding her clothing first dropping her jacket and Bonet. Grabbing her back to remove her chest plate from her body she peeled it off and slam it on the floor. Unzipping her full Soldier outfit and dragging her legs out of it. She reaches for your bra, slowly unhooking the hook that ties your bra in place, Slipping out of it she throws it on the floor. Coming to kneel down on the floor she trails her kisses down to your hypogastric area. Coming to trail her fingers into peeling your underwear down, one of her wandering hands come to embrace your hands together. Moving her hair to her back, she comes to slowly place her tongue against your folds.

Licking up and down before locking her lips around your clit, poking and prodding at it. Her other hand that wasn’t connected comes to push two fingers into your vagina slowly thrusting in and out circling around the entrance before going deeper firmly pushing against the G-spot which causes a string of whimpers, Moans and Cry’s to erupt from the mouth of her wife. “ Oh Ana please don’t tease me I beg you.” A muffled voice filled the room. Moans and strings of please follow throughout the room as Ana speeds up her pace. Back in forth the sniper flattened her tongue along the edges of her wife folds. She could feel you pulse around her fingers as your free hand that wasn’t interlocked with her comes to yank and grab at Ana hair. Pulling and squeezing it she felt a gush of fluids around her fingers and her mouth, lapping up all the fluids she made sure that you were easily able to be aware of her and the setting around her.

As she comes to pick you up and put you on the bed a gasp of horror drawer her attention towards you then towards the direction which you stared at, a hole in the wall while it seem like just a little hole and not that big of a deal the horror of knowing that Fareeha will surely ask about it tomorrow morning cause a embarrassing cry.

“ We can just tell her you fell into the wall because of a game mommy was playing.”

Kiriko

The sound of panting and running throughout the woods is heard through echos and the trees that almost seem like a maze. Tree branches and sticks nicked and pull against the women skin as she runs further in a direction that she doesn’t even realize or notice if it the right way or the wrong way. Her mind feels like it a mushy blur as she keeps running away, the same message repeats in her head like a broken loop, “ you have 5 Seconds to start running. Once I catch up to you I’m not stopping nor will I give you a break. Start your running NOW.” Running past the broken tree that was broken from a lightening strike you started running the opposite direction to throw her off a chase. Even just a tiny bit of a slight second could help you but running from a Kitsune is harder than most people realize. It almost as if you can feel her breathe hard down your neck. A rush of air gives you goosebumps as you feel someone put out there leg stopping you from running and before you could brace for impact your suddenly on the ground. Face planted first.

Growling, huffing sound was heard from behind you as your mind suddently adjusted to the obvious fact that your body had fallen down. The sensation of pain and discomfort follows through as you let out a whimper, your left cheek is caked in mud the growling sound comes closer to you. Hands reached out and dig into your hips as forcefully you feel yourself be placed presenting for her. Ass up head down the feeling of being rutted into aggressively cause spews of Moans and mewling., The sound of ripping fabric fills the air as Kiriko rips your skirt off your body. Removing her leggings she lets out a feel grunts as her cock moved up and down your folds, gathering The slick that you were producing. “ I’m not holding on longer for you to adjust.” She Grunts as she pushes her cock through the right muscles into she bottoms out into you. “ oh baby, you’re so tight and pretty when you’re looking like this.” She lets out a grunt as she pulls back leaving just the head of her cock inside your warm embrace before pushing back in, pelvic to pelvic bone meet Eachother multiple times as she keeps fucking you raw. One of her hands that was holding the side of your hip comes to meet with your hand her mouth latches onto your shoulder as she bites down on it. Leaving teeth marks in your awake. “ How beautiful our Kits would be, one with your hair and eyes my personality.” She stop her ranting as a moan and few other cuss words followed out her mouth. Before either you or her could cum she got off of you leaving her cock drenched in wetness and leaking. Grabbing at your shoulders she rips you off the ground and slams you into a tree, picking up one of your legs she hooks your leg around her waist.

Grabbing her cock and pumping it a few times she pushed it back inside your pussy. Fucking you into the tree her knot gets bigger your insides feels even fuller than before as she grabs at your hips and slams you into her, “ Baby it coming! I need you to come with me fuck!” She grunts as her knot slips into you, blocking you from escaping the warm flood of semen that spurts out. Flooding your insides with warm embrace your cum mixed in with hers you feel her let out a huffy laugh. “ Baby look at this, the tree is haft way falling over.” She gave a big smooch as she gently tugged on her cock causing a grunt to fall from her lips. “ I have done a nice job. Maybe this time our kit will finally come to us.”

Reinhardt ( Size Kink.)

“ oh My Leibling how could I ever forget about how beautiful you are. Remember when we used to dance in the moonlight under the pavilion.” Reinhardt proclaim loudly as he entered the bathroom. He knew you were going to take a shower soon, you had already undress yourself “ oh Wilhelm! Get out! It best if you don’t see an old fool like me.” It been a while since he or you have seen eachother bare naked, you refused to be seen naked if it wasn’t yourself. “ oh could I ever stop loving you for who you are. Don’t try to hide yourself from me.” He gave you the puppy dog eye as he gently grabbed at your hips. “ oh Wilhelm you always put me to shame with your loving words but we both know this is not the same body i once had in our prime days.” A sad hum filled the room as Reinhardt mumbled “ Nonsense you are beautiful the way my wife has always been.”

The shower started running as Reinhardt changed the knobs for it to be warm. Reinhardt undressed himself in front as he walked into the shower, turning towards you he helped you in, using him for support in walking inside the shower the water started pouring onto each of your body’s. Grabbing the shampoo you started washing your own hair and his hair letting the water seep through his hair after your done making sure his whole roots were throughly cleaned and rinsed out. Rinsing out your own hair you go to bed down and grab the shampoo only for Reinhardt to firmly grab at your hips. “ you big buffoon what are you doing.” Swatting at his hands you go to pour yourself some conditioner only for him to take the bottle out of your hands, “ please just this once.. let me love you like we were when we were in our prime. I beg you Liebling, Don’t hide yourself from me. We both have grown old, you shouldn’t be ashamed to hide this body of yours.” A action you didn’t expect is for Reinhardt to fall to his knees his hair getting beaten down by the shower, water drips from between your guys body as Reinhardt comes to gently lay his head on your stomach, his beard scruff against your own skin. “ oh Reinhardt, how you make me feel the same way you always do, stand up dear, if you really want me now even if my body is old and aching, then do so as you wish.” a happy smile is brought to his face as he comes to stand up towering over you he brings you into a kiss, a passionate one as he places his leg between your legs.

He comes to lean down, kissing and sucking at your neck as he leaves hickeys going over your neck and all the way down to your breast. Moving some of your grayish, white hair out of the way he practically inhales at your breast, sucking and twerking at your nipple. “ oh Reinhardt you make me feel so good.” A blush surely formed on your face as Reinhardt grunted at your comment he comes to have his other hand that wasn’t occupied by stimulating your hard nipples to find your cunt. Sliding a finger and adding a digit he comes to loosen your pussy, making it easier access for his thick cock. No matter how many ages go by could be decades or it could be years, one thing has never changed about Reinhardt. It is his thick cock that have always been to hard to handle alone.

As he comes to add a third finger into your pussy he heard and felt something that was neglected from him for too long. He felt you tighten around his finger and gush on him. Your mouth makes pretty sound almost music to his ears as he felt your wrap your arms around his neck holding on. He knew you felt weak as your legs tremble from the sensation you had not gotten use to. Seeing your pussy was loose enough to start the tedious process, he positioned your squirming hips as he backed you into a wall. Grabbing the head of his cock he position it right at your vagina entrance and pushed in. The small moans of satisfaction cause Reinhard to slowly start deep thrusting into you. His hips coming to push against your own as one of his big palms come to push firmly against your belly. He could feel his cock inside of you causing a small bump to form. His pace picks up so did the moans and grunts that followed after both of your mouths “ oh Reinhardt please.” A whimper and whine thrown him off the charts as he started to pick up his pace ever slightly faster and harder. His cock drills into your inside “ Let us both cum at the same time my dear.” He grunts as he grabbed your chin kissing you before giving one more thrust which cause both of you to reach your climax. The feeling of your inside being mushy was very intense as it was like an invisible string that snap you from preventing an organism. The shower head had broken off without both of you even noticing.

“ Reinhardt dear, your head does not look so well did you hurt your head from banging it against the shower head to hard. These bones will be achy tonight, I just know it.”

“ I felt great glory and honor! That small weak thing did not hurt me at all! Nor will anything else hurt me or keep me from you!”

Genji ( Best friend can’t get off.)

“ sometimes i feel like Hanzo sent us on this mission instead of himself. He is definitely just as qualified to do this mission. I do not mind spending time with you, but sometimes it feels weird knowing that Hanzo bails out on us all the time to do other private things he wish not to discuss with me.” Genji remarks quietly to himself, he had just finished his mission and waiting for you to finish up in your room. He kept running over in his mind what to say to his crush. Repeating the same sentence over and over. Trying to decide what words would be the best to tell you only for him to just say and put a hand on his head. “ what am I even doing at this point, she wouldn’t mind me messing up with simple thing such as words.” He groaned as he messages his head from an upcoming headache from, the mask. He comes to settle on just knocking on the door. He waits for a minute or two and when he realize you were not answering the door, he quickly picks up your key from under your doormat, which he has told you multiple times not to leave your key under your doormat so people don’t break in and slowly turn the knob and open your door.

He knocked on the door, just a couple times, even though he opened it to make sure that you couldn’t hear him as he slowly walks into your house and overwatch bases. All agents have a door that leads to a small apartment that has all necessities and stuff like a basic life would have. He comes to look around your house trying to find if somehow you had accidentally passed out while he was away “ I’m here.” He slightly yells out as he goes to your bedroom, hearing a noise, he suddenly opening the door expecting to see you there doing your makeup or asleep, he was not expecting to see you fully naked fingering yourself as you cover one of your mouth. Not even noticing that Genji was there, a few slurs of cursors tumble out of your mouth as he watched you trying to get off to him. “ oh Genji please Genji, oh Genji.” It seemed like you were almost at your climax that was so close but so far away, he quietly walks up to the bed and places a firm hand cupping your pussy, sliding a hand over your mouth the first reaction was a scream. Whipping your head around you see the one person you have been trying to get off to and crying out for him he lets out a grunt as he feels how wet you are. A small gasp was let off as he took off his lower part of his mask.

Grabbing your thighs with a firm grip he lifts them up to have them over his shoulders as he moves the two fingers that were in your cunt away. Pushing you back with a firm shove he takes a bit lick at your pussy. Moving his tongue around, horizontal, vertical all the way around, making sure the juices that were flowing out of your cunt were all slurp up. Pinning your hips down he leans up to rut against your pussy, a wet stain started to form each time he rutted against you his pant leg becoming increasingly obvious the arousal on it.

“ Don- ( grunt.) ever try to hide this, if you liked me why not ask.” He huffs as he adds a finger into your pussy in and out, he speeds up his fingers as he keeps rutting into you. Catching a climax was easier for you, reaching your high, you looked over at him seeing that he hasn’t cum or atleast hadn’t shown he did. “ you didn’t climax… did I do something wrong?” “ no uh.. i just.. I don’t have a dick. A incident made me unable to provide semen nor the male reproduction system.” He looked blankly as he got up from the floor, seeing scraps and a few broken wood from under the bed. “ maybe we went too hard for this bed.. I don’t like this bed.”

Symmetra ( Bonding, Hard Light.)

“ my hard light isn’t the only thing that helps me get through tough battles, it makes great use for these type of situations to. When the bratty girl thinks that just because I give her everything she wants that I will excuse her atrocious attitude, While you may have that idea I have certainly not.” Three turrents hang from her canopy bed all of them forming hard light chains that individual wrap around each different limb of your body. One that wraps around your neck, your arm and one around your legs. All firmly holding you in place. The light that surrounds it feels funny, light and almost like an invisible bonding that holds you against your will. Symmetra slowly takes off her outer layer only leaving her in a skintight jump suit. Leaning over she slowly pulls down your pants, still not moving to much to touch in places she knows would make you feel good.

“ you have disgusted and revolted on the idea of being a brat, brats don’t deserve no sympathy now do they? Mh? I don’t think so, you can sit right here and wait for mommy like you should have already been.” She yanks off your shirt and slap your breast before squeezing your nipple firmly with her nails. “ what a horrible slut you have become for mommy, I will put you in your place.” Grabbing at your cheeks she forcefully opens your mouth latching onto your mouth she starts sucking at your lips as her hand wanders all around your body. Coming to rip your panties straight off she peels off her tight jumpsuit to reveal a strap. The hand that was occupied slowly comes in your line of sight as she giggles

“ we have set up the car wash now it is time for you to get to work my dear.” She pulls out a wand and starts abusing your clit with it, rubbing it all over and firmly putting the pleasure all over the tiny numb.

“ I want you to turn around ass up now.” She slaps your thigh as you listen to her demands and turn around ass up. Grabbing the wand she places the wand back on your clit as she lines her strap perfectly with your vagina, pushing in and out she let the pink strap slide in and around your walls, leaving you to shamely moan, fucking you in doggy style she squeezes and pinches at your butt. Her pelvic hitting your pelvic all over again as she feels herself sobbing wet. Grabbing at your hair she turns you back onto your back as she peels the strap off, “ No-no! I- I was so close to- baby please” the strangle cry was clearly seen by her.

As she puts both her legs over your waist and starts grinding down on your pussy with her pussy. Shoving your mouth with the piece of your underwear that she teared off she shoves her manicure fingers into your mouth, jumping and grinding in a repeat motion cause a stimulation chain for both of you, edging yourself and her she desperately grinded for what she needed “ cum now!” Symmetra let out a whine shoving her nails further into your mouth knuckle deep as she felt her climax start approaching rapidly and fast. “ let’s go baby!” She groaned her climax suddenly caused a moment where Symmetra eyes closed and slide back into her head. She grabs with her other hand at the canopy bed leg. Only for haft of the side of the canopy to fall over, landing haft way on top of you and on Symmetra side.

“ what- what mess did we do? I-“ she mumbled still trying to heavily adjust to her climax that was stronger than ever before, the rage of you being a brat was the most thing that got to her as she let out a huff, coming to pick up her outfit and start putting it back on, changing her panties she gave you a kiss on the lips as she took down the turants that held you up.

“ I do recommend we use these again under more better circumstances but for now our focus should be to clean this mess up.. after… we take a minute to recollect our minds and bodies…”

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RINA'S MASTERLIST NO.1

ARCANE

Insomniac Sevika

Bath Time With Sevika

Sick Sevika

Taking care of an injured Sevika

Protective Sevika

Beach date with Sevika

Attractive things Sevika does

Fluffy Viktor headcanons

Viktor with a S/O whose love language is physical touch

Viktor with a naturally strong S/O

Soft Viktor headcanons

Viktor with a S/O who owns a dog

Viktor SFW Alphabet

Viktor with a Plus Size S/O (nsfw)

Viktor with a Soft Dom Girlfriend

Viktor with a Tall and Insecure S/O

Protective Viktor with a Protective S/O

Fluffy Vi and Caitlyn headcanons

Vi NSFW Alphabet

Viktor taking care of an Injured S/O

Friends to Lovers with Viktor

Arcane characters with a S/O who hates physical touch

Arcane characters with a Mitsuri Kanroji S/O

Arcane characters with a S/O who can sing

Aftercare with the Arcane characters (nsfw themes)

Arcane men with a S/O who has anxiety

Arcane women with a S/O who has anxiety

Arcane milfs with an insecure S/O

What the Arcane milfs are like as partners

How the Arcane milfs kiss you

Arcane milfs and jealousy (slight nsfw)

Attractive things that the Arcane milfs do (nsfw)

Arcane milfs + Vi when they have a crush on you

Arcane milfs with a Plus Size S/O (nsfw themes)

First meeting with the Arcane milfs

Arcane milfs with a bratty S/O (nsfw)

Arcane milfs with a S/O who has attachment issues

Arcane milfs when their S/O safewords

Arcane milfs with a virgin S/O who can't relax during their first time

Cassandra Kiramman SFW Alphabet

Arcane women when reader goes into subspace (nsfw themes)

Vi with a chubby fem S/O (nsfw)

Jinx with an autistic S/O

Jinx NSFW Alphabet

Overstimulation with Jinx (nsfw, drabble)

Let's go, me and you, until the end of time (Jinx x Fem!Reader fic, hurt/comfort, angst to fluff, 1253 word count)

Vi, Jinx and Caitlyn with a S/O who has body image issues

THE ARCANA

Asra, Julian and Nadia with a dominant MC (nsfw)

OBEY ME

Mammon relationship HC's pt.1

RESIDENT EVIL

Lady Dimitrescu relationship headcanons

Lady Dimitrescu with a S/O who has a size kink (nsfw)

OVERWATCH

Mercy and Widowmaker with a S/O who has mechanical wings attached to their spine

Mercy with a clumsy and sickly S/O

#arcane x reader #arcane #arcane sevika #arcane viktor #sevika x reader #viktor x reader #arcane masterlist #arcane headcanons #overwatch #overwatch masterlist #arcane fanfic #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader

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koifish67 · 1 year

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Overwatch x GN! Reader adopting a kid part 1

Tw mentions of vomit

(Since solider 76 is CANON gay, his section will have have he/him pronouns for you(

(The baby is a girl)

Mako is a good dad, a great dad even.

You’d think he’d get annoyed easily by the crying of the baby, but he simply will just scoop up the small human and cradle them ever so gently.

His nickname for his baby? “puawai iti” (little flower in the Māori language)

He’ll put his baby on his stomach with a hand on them and omg it so adorable.

You catch him staring at you while holding the baby, he’ll lie if you ask if he was smiling. (He 100% was)

When he’s out and about he has his baby in a sling on him, it has lil pachimari all over it. He also dresses her in a cute pachimari onesie!

Is scared to feed her but after you show him he’s a bit more confident. Does the airplane thing 100%.

Scared but happy, he genuinely is scared that he’ll accidentally hurt his baby by doing something stupid. But happy cause he finally gets to have a kid with you.

Makes baby clothes and it looks cute! Probably goes crazy when he sees baby shoes.

Puts all his dangerous explosive stuff on a very high shelf.

Cant change diapers for the life of him, like he will gag and vomit if he has to, so it’s your job now.

Giggles so much if she farts or burps, he takes videos of it and sends it to you with him giggling in the background.

Dresses her in very funny costumes and onesies.

ROADHOG BABYSITTIER!!!

Hanzo

Omg is so so happy he finally gets to have a kid with you. He always wanted a kid, and a kid with YOU, his dream is coming true.

When he finally gets to see his child, he starts crying and hugging you and his new baby girl.

Dresses his baby in cute little dresses! He found a cute dragon onesie and is obsessed with it.

Calls her “my little dragon”

Is a pro at feeding, changing diapers, calming her down, and making her laugh.

He spoils her so much that her room is engulfed with stuffed animals, blankets, and the cutest baby bottles.

The dragons love her, they cuddle her all the time.

Mcree

Is super excited, like omg I’m gonna be a father finally!

Dresses her in a lil cowboy hat sometimes it’s so cute, its brown with little bees on it. Has her own little cow boy boots to.

Feeds her like a pro!

Does that thing where she’ll toss her in the hair and catch her, gently of course.

If he’s out and about he has a baby carrier with horses all over it.

Doesn’t smoke when she’s with him, refuses it and will never do it. He actually stops a lot and rarely does in the future.

Has pictures of her and you in his hat, takes it out to show it off to his teammates.

“Look at my amazing husband/wife/partner and our baby!”

Calls her “my little cowgirl”

Doomfist

Very excited! He’s gonna be a dad! It makes him so happy to have a baby with you.

“I cant be evil today I’m to busy being a dad”

I’m sorry but he’s really bad at matching her outfits, but she’s dressed so it doesn’t really matter.

So gentle to her, he treats her like the most breakable glass in the world.

Lots of plushes, so many omg.

He makes her dance, like he does that thing where he moves her arms and legs to make her dance and it’s adorable.

Her first words are “dada” and he starts fucking sobbing.

Solider 76

OMG HES FINALLY A FUCKING DAD! He crys in your chest when that happens

Loves taking her around everywhere in a stroller, especially at the park when he’s on his daily run.

“Where’s the wife today?”

“My HUSBAND is at home making lunch.”

Mercy babysits for you

Stricks me as the guy who builds everything, like he built her crib, a shelf, her diaper changing paper.

Has 20 books on parenting, and asks Ana a lot of questions to.

Starts crying when she touches his face and giggles, his heart is all warm and fuzzy.

Goes to check ups with mercy with her

Dilf

Starts crying when she says her first words.

#gay fanfiction #mlm blog #overwatch #overwatch x male reader #overwatch x reader #junkrat #junkrat x reader #mlm fanfic #overwatch x you #roadhog x reader #doomfist x reader #doomfist #roadhog #hanzo x reader #Hanzo #mcree x reader #cole cassidy

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consceleratuswrites · 3 months

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I didn't upload these which is silly but HERE TAKE THEM NOW

These are some Starlight design concepts i've had rumaging in the back of my head during her ShortHairTM faze. These are more intended to be a costume reference.

Starlight's look is still up to the reader and how they interpret them/her. I don't wanna influence otherwise.

Also have some added silly shoodles for extra including @pearsaregrossfightme 's PRIESTESS ✨✨✨ cos I love her and her patience

#galactic emperor sigma #reader based character #concs art #costume refs #outfit refs #visual refs #silly doodles #sigma #overwatch #fanfic #the empress #the empress fic #siebren x reader

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claw404 · 17 days

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R e d d e r d a y s

× pairing: venture x reader

× words: 1588

× content : afab!reader, cozy, comfort, fluff, period talk, sfw

× summary: You are on your period, not feeling well at all and thus missing from todays training. Venture noticed your absence and decided to check up on you.

[ A/N ] : I was on my period when i started writing this and needed some comfort. Also, for clarity, imagine this is a 2016 ow situation where everyone shares one base with their own rooms etc got it? cool.

You were currently at the shared Overwatch base. Todays agenda included some basic training and an annual rundown of the safety protocol during combat. These were both some of the lighter activities you had the chance to be a part of but even still, you wouldn't be able to attend as you felt like death walking.

You were on your period and you felt awful. In every way imaginable. Your skin tingled with hot and cold flashes, your insides felt funny and you weren't sure if you were going to vomit or faint first.

So you had to skip out on todays activities and stayed in your bunk instead, wrapped in your favourite blankets in your bed. And it turns out that somebody else had similar plans for today.

knock! knock! knock!

A quick succession of sturdy knocks at your door took your attention off of your phone that you've been scrolling on for the past hour or so.

"Who is it?" You tried to groan loud enough for the other person to hear with the little energy you had.

"Its Sloane! I heard you weren't coming to training today and wanted to come by and check up on you! If that's okay I mean."

So it was just Sloane, but why weren't they at training, you wondered. Not giving it much more thought than that you let them in.

The metallic door opened with a click and slid with a heavy swoosh and in entered Venture, wearing their comfiest sweater and some slacks.

"Oh, whats up with you?"

"Not feeling well" You answered shortly, still laying limp in your bed.

"I can tell that" Venture said with a soft chuckle.

"Im on my period" You said a little quieter as they walked over and carefully sat on the bed beside your legs.

"Ooooh yeah you don't look too good" That comment left their lips faster than they could think. You squinted and stared daggers in their direction the moment your brain registered what they said.

"Oops, sorry, didn't mean it like that" they said with a laugh. Venture had a quick glance around your room, mainly noticing the mess on your bedside table. An empty water bottle and a mug, some candy wrappers and a pack of pills. Painkillers, they assumed.

Embarrassment and shame shot through the layers of your discomfort when you noticed them analyzing your room. It was a mess, yes, there were clothes hanging about and a general mess on your desk as well that you didn't feel like cleaning. You swore you would get to it soon.

Venture gently rested their hand on your leg as they said in their most empathetic voice possible, "Im sorry, I cant imagine what it must feel like".

"Well, don't you... too...?" You questioned carefully.

You didn't want to prod too much, asking felt intrusive and intimate. You didn't want to step on any footing Venture felt uncomfortable with but you also couldn't deny your curiosity. It's only human to wonder.

"Oh, yeah! I do get my periods as well but they're usually not as intense... as yours. Never been actually, guess im lucky"

"Guess you are..." You replied a little gloomier while shifting deeper into your bed, wishing you had the same luxury as them.

"But why aren't you at training then?" You got up slightly, a headache warning to hit at the sudden movement, and scooted further into your bed to give them more room to sit. They followed and sat next to you.

"Honestly? I just wanted to catch up on some reading. There's this book on ancient archeology that -turns out- has some errors printed into it, and the writer shared a new edition, highlighting its previous mistakes and . . . " They went on and on but you couldn't help but zone out soon, concentrating only on the pounding in your head.

Reading. Of course the history nerd skips out on training just so they could read some more. How typical of them, you thought, smiling softly to yourself. Your head flopped onto their shoulder, your neck too lazy to support itself.

"-and i wanted to check up on you." That part caught your attention and made your stomach tense, in a pleasant way.

"Well, you did check up on me..." You whispered, still in a low mood, not feeling any better with time. Venture noticed.

"Aww come on, don't be like that!" They grabbed your sides through your shield of blankets, shaking and prodding you playfully. You only groaned at their attempts to make you feel better.

"Ughhh stop it!" You laughed. As groggy and moody as you were, that did lift your mood a bit. It was cute, you thought, how Venture would try to make you feel better despite your sour attitude.

"Come on, let me help you!" They moved to the edge of the bed, as if they were about to leave, one hand on your thigh. "I know, I'll go to the kitchen and grab you something, hm?"

"I don't have anything stored there right now..." Even though there was a cafeteria, everyone usually brought or made their own food and stored it in the shared kitchen and because of your current state you didn't meal prep anything for today.

"Eh, im sure i can find something we can borrow~" They threw you a wink and wide grin. You chuckled at their mischief. It was clear they were willing to go to great lengths to make you feel even slightly better, a blush crept up your cheeks at the thought. It was so sweet of them.

"So, any special requests?"

You thought for a moment. " Ice cream. Please. Im begging." You dramatically added. "Bring me ice cream, anything else might make me actually vomit..."

They lightly pat your thigh before sliding their hand off. "Alright, one order for ice cream! Be back soon!" they sung before hopping off the bed. They glanced your way with warm eyes before walking out the door, as if to tell you not to go anywhere while they were gone.

They didn't dare to say anything, but you looked so cute like this. You could clearly use some help or support, yet you wouldn't dare to bother anybody for it. They could think of several agents who would come running at your word if need be. It was like trying to help a stubborn sick cat, Venture thought as they left.

And so, you waited.

. . .

Your door slid open again and you saw Sloane hunched over, hurrying inside with a goofy smile, checking behind them as the door slid close. You immediately smiled upon seeing them. Their hand slid under their sweater and you watched as they clumsily pulled out a tub of ice cream that they were hiding. "Ah-cold-cold-cold!" they hissed. You laughed at the scene in front of you.

"Did anybody see you??" You questioned, still in awe.

"Psh! I hope not!" They hopped back on your bed next to you with other things in hand.

"Here is your ice cream" they wiggled their brows at you with a cheeky smile, clearly proud of the little thievery they just accomplished.

"Aaaand, since you have no other plans for today, i brought my book with me! I thought we could go over the errors together." They said excitedly as they pulled out a brand new beige book with golden rims. "It will help pass the time and keep your mind off of that uh, tornado inside you." They flashed their signature smile.

They were really sweet, just so so sweet. The care and consideration they showed for you made you feel so fuzzy inside and you couldn't stop smiling. It was an unusual feeling, but you enjoyed it. You smiled back at them.

"But before then, here, drink some tea, careful! Its hot." They handed you a hot mug of what smelled like... chamomile tea? You weren't entirely sure. "I forgot to ask which one you liked, but i heard this one is meant to soothe and relax... or something like that". They watched intently as you took a careful sip.

"Aah! Hot!" You hissed.

"Told you so" They chuckled at the funny face you made.

You put the mug aside to let it cool off a bit first. Instead, you gladly took the tub of ice cream off of Ventures hands. As you began digging in Venture scooted closer to you again and cozied up next to you in bed and you shared your blanket with them.

. . .

In between Sloanes reading, you would spoon feed them some of the ice cream. Their eyes remained glued to the pages and their voice now a little muffled with their mouth full of the cold sweets.

Sloanes warm voice and the sound of flipping pages proved to be much more relaxing than that tea. Their voice soon melted into the background and you focused on the sound of your own slow, steady breathing as your eyelids began to feel heavy. Soon your eyes fell closed. Still mindful of their presence next to you, you appreciated this moment and cozied up even closer as you shifted more of your weight onto Ventures arm. A soft blush tinted their cheeks as you let out a content sigh.

In turn, Venture lifted their arm, letting you rest on their chest instead. Their arm snaked around you, keeping you close and secure. The rumbling of their voice in their chest soon turned into a lullaby as Sloane continued their reading.

#god.#when is it my turn to be happy.#venture x reader #x reader #overwatch x reader #venture #sloane cameron #fluff #fanfic #fanfiction #sfw

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