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sleepyfaequeen · 1 year

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Stupid Angel

Summary: Angela gets left behind during a mission and happens to meet a familiar person.

Pairing: Mercy x fem!reader

Warning(s): Angst, some spice(nsfw?)

Requested: Nope

Song: Waste by Kxllswxtch

Angela felt her heart beating fast as she stood hidden in an alleyway, just as Talon agents flooded the area. She never had thought she would be left behind as the enemies made it to their route. She covered her mouth as she heard footsteps approaching, but they continued to walk farther to join the others. She took just one look, and to her horror, she was net with a masked agent who tapped her gloved fingers against the wall. Somehow, mimicking those same footsteps she thought were further away. A big wide tooth grin comes to the masked agent. A Talon agent crest at the neck of her feathered coat.

"You seem lost, little angel."

Angela steps back, holding up her own staff in self-defense. This seemed to amuse the woman as she stepped forward and grabbed onto Angela's wrist, tight enough to cause her to whine.

"What's your name?" She asked to which Angela looks at the person, confused written on her face. "It's a simple question. I don't really pay attention to reports before a mission.."

"Mh." Angela huffs as she feels no reason for introductions. She then felt awkward as the silence and the stare of the woman burning holes into her. Metaphorically, of course. "I'm Angela."

"No, last name?" She asked.

"What's the point when I know you'll kill me after?" Angela feels her hand loosen as she pulls her hand back to her side. The medic holds her staff close to her chest, just waiting for the inherent to strike. Even trained in shooting, some combat - she knew she was the weakest of the entire team. She had a job to do, and that was to support her team, but was this really the end for her? She felt scared regardless.

"Overwatch agents are such hypocrites." She scoffs as she steps back in humor and disgust. "Just because we have different ideals does not mean - I want to kill you just because you work with the good guys."

"You're point?" Angela asked, feeling skeptical. After all, she has never talked so long with a Talon agent, much less out of an interrogation room. Whereas if it was someone else, she probably would've been gravely wounded by now.

"I don't intend to kill you." She assures. "How about we do this? You tell me everything i want to know. I take you back to your heroic group? Alive."

Angela was even more confused, but if she really meant what she said, then maybe it wasn't so bad to believe she would come out of it alive.

"Alright, but don't think for one second I'm spilling out about our locations and mission plans."

"Deal." Angela moves off the wall she didn't realize she was pressing her back against. Her blue irises followed the masked woman who walked towards the direction where her unite had run off to deliver the cargo.

"How did you know where -" Angela flinched as a gloved hand came to cover her lips. Her eyes were wide as she saw her pearly white teeth, which reminded her of fangs. She wasn't human.

Just then, a couple of agents rushed by, away from them. She took a moment to admire her own lips. They looked supple despite her wide grin that seemed to creep on her lips. Angela's breath hitched as she felt a single gloved finger press to her mouth before moving off her plump lips.

"Shut up." Angela slowly nods as she alerts her eyes from her lips. Why was she even staring at someone like this? Especially an enemy! She should be on guard at all times.

When Angela turns, she finds that the woman is already walking ahead and the medic hurries behind her. Too anxious that she would probably die or be seen. What, then? How long would this Talon agent play nice?

"Can you come here?" Her voice brings her back to reality, along with her face bumping into her coat. She stumbles back, in her own heels, and adjusts her eyes.

"What exactly do you want me to do?" Angela flinched as she felt a mask be placed over her eyes. Her eyes soon meet the face of (Y/n) (L/n), an old agent of Overwatch. Her mouth fell open as she felt her heart beat a mile a minute.

"Don't tell me you thought I was dead too." Angela found her hands dropping the staff and ignoring it as it fell onto the concrete floor.

"But I couldn't resurrect you.." Angela couldn't tell why her eyes were brimming with tears now. "You died in my arms!"

"I did." Angela's stomach drops.

"Are you a ghost?" She asked quietly, which makes the woman chuckle.

"No, I am very real.." (Y/n) removed the mask once the Talon agents walked by. "Moira brought me back.. I was useful and still am useful."

"Don't say that.." she breathes as she nods. "You've always been helpful to us. Overwatch."

"They left me to die, Angela. Even you thought I was dead." Angela lowered her head as she knew she was right. What would she even say to her? "I'm not blaming you for anything. I just think when I woke up and healed.. I just think Overwatch was too.. scared to go down a certain path."

"Did they brainwash you?" Angela felt anger as she denied what her friend was saying.

"Not at all.." she shakes her head, looking at Angela who was still in disbelief at what her old friend was saying. "I just changed."

"You can come back." Angela steps forward as she held the others' arm. "You can come with me! Back to Overwatch. I'll talk to everyone. I won't let them do anything to you."

"You are too kind to think that Overwatch would even forgive me, Angela." She felt Angela hug her arm, (Y/n) turns to look down to see her in tears.

"Don't go.. please." She begged her as she sees (Y/n) slowly pull away.

"Angela, I can't come with you." (Y/n) steps back before her face is held. She feels the medic hurrily press her lips against her own.

"Stay." Angela begs once more with her voice quivering as the masked Talon agent seems mesmerized by her own actions towards herself. She almost doesn't hear the other Overwatch agents calling her name.

"Such a stupid angel." (Y/n) smirks as her robotic wings spread out before she flies off.

Angela is left on the floor, her mouth dry and her tears starting to sting her eyes as she watches (Y/n) fly off. Her heart drops when she no longer sees her.

"Doctor Zeigler, are you alright?" Lena asked as Genji helps her off the ground. But Angela only responds by heading to the cargo.

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innsjovide · 3 months

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huge pet peeve of mine is if you kill off a beloved character in fanworks (or like. actual works if its the canon story) or even suggest it, no matter what narrative significance this might have on the story being told, you'll suddenly be flooded by a billion people being like 'NO U CANT KILL THEM THEYRE IMMORTAL THEYLL LIVE FOREVER THIS IS WRONG'

#yes this is about korra yes im still pissy about it #the avatar fandom has such negative media literacy for a fandom of such a well written show #* lok isnt super well written but the original show is #if yall didnt know i used to write an 'earth avatar after korra' fic with some of my ocs #and while it was generally well received (for reasons ill never know the writing was trash) the overwhelming sentiment I got in feedback wa #HOW COULD YOU KILL KORRA SHES IMMORTAL I LOVE HER #like yeah i am number one korra stan too I love her but like. do you not understand the story I'm trying to tell here.#this discourse is coming back since atlas popular again and there was a teaser about canon avatar after korra (which is apparently a man ew #also its ironic bc korra fans all the time say 'lok isnt about aang it's korra's story now'. but yall are hypocrites #anyways LMAO #been thinking about my girl ever hadiyah saeed again #earth avatar extraordinair #it was like legend of genji but gay and i actually wrote 99 percent of it #so take that #innsjotxt #rant over

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wickedlittleoz · 8 months

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Hello! So I was listening to "Blood by Mothica" and it reminded me of that vampire Hanzo from heroes of the storm and I was wondering if it'd be okay to request vampire Hanzo in shimadacest :3c The thought of Hanzo piercing Genji's skin and feasting on his blood is shhfjfjfjfsjjfjdjffjdjd

I know you already did a vampire fic in the past so no biggie if you're not in the mood! Thank you and have a nice day! 🙆

HELLO HI HOW ARE YOU

anon listen there is no such thing as one too many vamp au stories, THANK YOU for requesting another one because i love writing these!!

was loosely inspired by lucy's arch in dracula but obvi this one has a happy ending. i hope you like it!!! send more if/whenever you wish, ily, have a good week <3

A cold, salty breeze blows through Genji's window. Curled in the couch beside it, he sighs dreamily. Outside the full moon reflects on the ocean so bright and so large that he feels like he's being transported to another dimension, somewhere else entirely. Somewhere where he's free...

Behind him, the door swings open. He doesn't have to look to know who's coming, doesn't need the heavy steps and the tired sigh.

"I thought I told you to close that window an hour ago," his father says with assertion, but no anger.

Genji too heaves a sigh and unfurls from the blanket to do as he's told. Then there's a hand on his shoulder, and he allows himself to be guided to his bed and tucked in. Sojiro sits beside him, offering a small thing of a smile. Genji mirrors it.

"Rest, my son." He pats Genji's face gently. "Doctor Fukaya will come to see you in the morning."

Something coils inside Genji at the thought of talking to a shrink. He's never been a fan of sitting quiet and discussing feelings, let alone with a complete stranger. Sure, his brother's disappearance has been... Difficult... But he thinks with time, he'll get over it.

He has to.

"Is it really necessary, father?" Genji asks, knowing full well that he can't change Sojiro's mind – he's already moved the entire family out to their summerhouse only because fresh air should be good for Genji's health. And it has been good, in fact. Sometimes he can almost forget...

As expected, he pays no mind to his son's wishes. "Good night, Genji," is all the man says before he leaves.

Sojiro makes sure to turn off the lights on his way out and Genji is almost certain that the hears the lock turn. He sighs. Might as well sleep...

A couple hours later, he thinks he's woken up by something tapping on his window. But the sleeping meds that Sojiro has him taking make his mind foggy, so it might be just a dream...

Sunlight. The roar of the waves. Wet sand on his feet.

He feels grounded here. At ease.

It's now been six months since Hanzo went missing. Genji remembers it like yesterday. A regular midweek morning where he left the family estate for some work regarding the clan... And never returned.

He remembers hugging Hanzo at the door and that his brother had kissed his cheek, and some bodyguard had coughed uncomfortably at the intimacy of that gesture. Their father laughed with some vague explanation about how his boys had grown up very close since their mother passed.

He had no idea just how close...

Genji might never be able to explain to their father why Hanzo's disappearance hurts so much. The memories alone make his heart feel like it might stop beating. An entire existence, always yearning for Hanzo – his brother, best friend and love of his life.

He sighs, tears slipping down his face without him so much as realizing they were coming. But someone calls out his name, all the way back by the house, and Genji swallows the sentiment.

Therapy goes as poorly as expected and by nighttime, Genji feels worse than he's had since they got here. He doesn't sit by the window and when Sojiro comes to say goodnight, somehow the man thinks that's a good sign. Tells Genji that Dr. Fukaya will be back in a couple of days, as if that's any comfort. Genji just nods vaguely. The meds are kicking in and the world begins to swirl around him...

Tap. Tap. Tap tap.

He wakes up with a start. This time he's certain of the sound he hears.

His hands are shaking as Genji walks up to the window. Whatever's out there continues to insistently hit against the glass, so he takes a deep breath before pulling apart the curtains.

A... bat?

"Poor thing," Genji breathes, relaxing at the sight of the creature. "Must have hit your head, huh?"

The animal somehow brings back some sense of peace to Genji's heart. It's a simple coincidence, that this irrational being got confused and wants into the room. And he's always had a soft spot for little flying things; he doesn't really think about consequences as he opens the window to let the bat in.

"See?" Genji chirps as the bat does a lap around his bedroom. "This probably isn't where you wanted to go."

Obviously he doesn't expect the animal to understand him, but the bat doesn't stop flying in circles for a full minute.

"You like it here?" He doesn't know whether to be scared or amazed, but he's certain that this little creature poses no threat or danger to anyone's health; if anything, having him around makes Genji happy, so he informs the bat that, "Well, you can stay as long as you like."

He slips back into bed and watches the bat for a few moments, before sleep takes hold of him once more. When he wakes up the next day, it's gone.

"I take it that therapy went well," Sojiro says at breakfast. "You look better... But remind me to have someone check your room for bed bugs."

Genji frowns. "I don't think there are bugs in my bed... I would have noticed."

"Silly boy," his father says with a dismissive chuckle.

It's not until after breakfast that he understands what Sojiro meant: a pair of tiny red dots adorn the side of his neck, which hadn't been there the day before. They feel wet at touch, but not itchy, and he really doesn't remember being bitten by anything. Odd...

Tap. Tap. Tap tap.

Genji stirs in his sleep, but doesn't fully wake up. Somewhere in the back of his consciousness he remembers leaving the window partly open for his friendly bat to visit. There's no reason to get out of bed, the creature can just fly in if it so wishes.

A deep voice calling out his name in a provocative whisper.

A sudden sting on the side of his neck.

His eyes blink open before he's aware of being awake and a familiar face comes into view.

"H-Hanzo?" He asks and the man smiles. Were his canines always so big and sharp? Is that blood on his gums?

"I'm here, brother," says that voice of allure and somehow it both does and doesn't sound quite like Hanzo.

He's so confused. His brain hasn't caught up to the present yet. "Is this a dream?"

A cold palm slides down the side of Genji's face, his throat. It slips under the neck of his shirt to caress his chest, leaving goosebumps in its trail. It downs on Genji that he's being held in the man's embrace. And his hand keeps brushing downwards, feeling all of Genji's torso, rousing him to consciousness...

"Does it feel like a dream?" He asks in a murmur, then chuckles.

The sound is so familiar...

Genji tries to free himself from the arms wound around him, but Hanzo won't let up.

"Hanzo, is it really you?" Fully awake, he shakes and stutters, but Hanzo merely shushes, holding even tighter onto Genji's form.

"Easy now, easy!" He kisses the top of Genji's head and suddenly he feels a sense of calm wash over him, such that it doesn't even surprise him, when it well should.

"You don't want to wake up the rest of the house," Hanzo continues saying. "If they find me here they'll send me away."

Hanzo is right, what is Genji thinking? Didn't they spend their entire lives slipping into each other's bedrooms late at night, when no one could see? This is their song and dance.

Genji relaxes against his body and Hanzo hums appreciatively. He starts to undo the buttons on Genji's shirt.

A thought occurs to him that he hadn't noticed before. "You're cold."

A hum. "You can help warm me."

Genji giggles as Hanzo's hungry hand massages his now exposed chest. He knows what his brother means.

"You haven't changed one bit," he says, reaching down to untie his pajama pants. He thinks he probably hasn't touched himself (or anyone else, for that matter) since Hanzo went missing, but Hanzo is right here. All is fine, now.

"You're wrong," there's a tone of entertainment in Hanzo's voice and he leans closer, until his lips brush against Genji's ear and his breath sends a chilly shiver down his spine, to say, "I bite now."

Genji could laugh if he weren't busy moaning. Suddenly he's a hard as a rock and Hanzo sees it, shifts his hand down and into Genji's pants.

"Bite me all you want," Genji manages before Hanzo's magical hand wraps around him.

He thinks he hears thank you, little brother, though Hanzo's lips don't move against his skin. But all of this could easily be just a very vivid wet dream, he wouldn't be surprised. So voices and whispers are to be expected.

All he knows is that Hanzo is still the person who knows him best, and that includes how he likes his cock touched. He gets lost in the feeling, so high on pleasure, that when the fangs pierce the skin of his neck Genji just tightens his hold on Hanzo's hair, begs for more, faster, harder! And he delivers. He always delivers.

He passes out, he thinks, when he climaxes, because when he wakes up the next day, Genji is alone in bed.

"You're late," Sojiro says when Genji wanders into the kitchen. He looks up from his phone and frowns at the sight of his son. "And pale. Did you have a nightmare or something?"

A nightmare? Genji wouldn't call it that...

"A cold, I think," he lies, sinking heavily onto a chair.

His father hums. It sounds exactly like Hanzo's. "I told you not to stay at the beach after dark. I'll have someone make you tea."

He gets up from his chair and makes to leave the room, but stops and really looks a Genji for a moment. And frowns. "Those beg bugs are still around? And I was told your bedroom was clean."

Angrily, he stomps away and Genji knows someone will be getting yelled at shortly. But his concerns are somewhere else. He reaches upwards and touches his neck; the wounds feel slightly bigger and when he looks, there's a tiny smear of blood on his fingertips.

Hanzo appears in his dreams again that night. And again, when Genji tries to ask about where he's been and why he doesn't want others to see him, he deflects the question, kisses Genji's head and suddenly he forgets his anger, his worries.

He hums against Genji's neck, licks over the bug bites lovingly. Genji just shivers, hugging onto him lest he leaves again. But he does anyways. Genji wakes up alone again.

By the third night, he's already expecting the visit. He hears it when the bat flies into the room and, a minute later, feels Hanzo slipping into bed beside him. The whole thing has gotten Genji thinking and this only proves that he's right.

Somehow, supernatural beings are real and his brother is a vampire.

Hanzo bursts out laughing before Genji even says anything. "Does it scare you?"

Genji sits up and stares at his brother – or what used to be him. Pale skin, red eyes. His long hair falls loose around his face, his shoulders. Shiny and beautiful as ever. The sharpness of his expression is irresistibly sexy; Genji feels a literal sigh slip out of his lips.

"No," he says with honesty. "You couldn't scare me if you tried."

Hanzo's eyes soften and he fully sits on the bed beside Genji, leans in for a kiss that Genji throws himself into, body and soul.

"We can run away together," Hanzo whispers. "Forget the family, forget everything. You can be like me and then you'll be free."

Free. He's crying before he knows it and Hanzo wipes away the tears with gentle fingers.

"Are you happy?" Genji asks, not because he worries about his own happiness, but because he cares about his brother. It's been 6 whole months. Were they good or bad? Where has he been?

The sincerity in Hanzo's eyes is almost palpable. "How could I be happy without you at my side?"

A sob wracks through Genji's body and he pulls Hanzo into another kiss, and another, and another. An hour later they're curled into each other, naked and clear-headed, and as he curls his fingers into Hanzo's hair, he realizes the answer is so very simple.

"Take me," he whispers against his brother's smile. "For all eternity."

Illuminated by the moon, Hanzo's face seems to glow, a picture of absolute beauty that Genji will forever remember and cherish.

"For all eternity."

#asks #anon #my fics #shimadacest #genzo #vampire au #vamp.txt #not gonna make a 'better love story than twilight' joke bc i happen to like twilight #but genji sure is smarter than bella lmao

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morninkim · 5 months

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Neo Toku OCs repost compilation

In 19XX, the Gemini Crickets rebelled against and defeated their creators, the Evil Organization ODIN. in the aftermath, Hideki Ishino, the former JUMP Striker, would later establish The Gemini Company to help support emerging heroes in this new, ever-changing world. Now, in 20XX, The Gemini Company have debuted the new faces of their mission, the Super Team Ganbarengers! While the Ganbarengers fight a mysterious interdimensional threat, JUMP Soldier, Hayato Ishino, works under the radar to track down and rein in his twin sister and former partner Ruriko, also known JUMP Stinger, who has allied herself with the errant JUMP Strider, Genji Mori. Though, every story has another side to it, not everything is as it seems from a single perspective. Allegiances are tested, bonds dissolve or become newly forged, and long-held beliefs are questioned, as an oncoming storm approaches, and war threatens to break the horizon like a dark sunrise...

top, Modern JUMPers: Hayato Ishino (JUMP Soldier) - Ruriko Ishino (JUMP Stinger)

middle, The Gemini Crickets: Genji Mori (JUMP Strider) - Hideki Ishino (JUMP Striker, formerly)

bottom, Ganbarengers: Seiji Asano (GanbareGreen) - Kiyomi Asano (GanbareYellow) - Akihiko Akahira (GanbaRed) - Bellarose "Belle" Vance (GanbarePink) - Cobalt Mason (GanbareBlue)

#my art #my ocs #neo toku #every day i think of another way to rephrase and rewrite the story pitch lmao. but im slowly but surely developing this more #also shortened JUMP users to just JUMPers since the original name seemed clunky #gotta work on full body untransformed designs. the people need to know that genji is Short. that mason is a Hot Butch Robotics Mechanic #also. belle my beloved. gives her a kiss. you are so toxic but you are learning.#my ask box is always open for questions about them and the story and the world and GUH #i love to think about them i love to talk about them

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vicciouxs · 3 months

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just a lonely man and the annoying teenager who sees him as a father figure against the world, but it turns out that it will end in tragedy.

#lately I was thinking about hanzō takiro and how he helped genji when he was most alone #even when he was genji's father's right hand man #he managed to fake his death and try to live a quiet life #later he will see genji in lavanya and that's why he will help her too ;(#I found my old notebooks and I want to cry #there was half a notebook dedicated entirely to hanzō and his thoughts #my favorite tortured older man 😭😭#maybe I'll use this tragic discovery for a nowhere and everywhere side story #because hanzō's generosity was also what prompted genji to help zephyra #im not ok #sorry for talking so much #love y'all #vinny.ocs

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redsamuraiii · 6 months

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Genji: A Thousand-Year Love (2001)

Murasaki Shikibu, the bookworm.

#genji a thousand year love #Sennen no Koi Story of Genji #千年の恋ひかる源氏物語 #sayuri yoshinaga #yoshinaga sayuri #japanese movie #j movie #jmovie #japanese film #the tale of genji #murasaki shikibu #bookworm #asian movie

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gomiworm · 9 months

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I feel like I send u lots of asks at every-orochimaru, but I also really love your orokabu art, especially the "are you dead? sometimes I think I'm dead" piece!! thank you for the food, it's definitely fueled me spiraling into madness

Ah, thank you, thank you! That piece was inspired by Cavetown - This Is Home! I can also tell I had been watching Heian era inspired films because of the way I drew their hair (carbon dating my own art lol)

I've taken a break from art lately cause work is kicking my ass but I have some pieces in the works! I'm thinking about doing some historical fashion studies via Naruto characters cause it's a field that really interests me. What better way to motivate oneself to learn than to shamelessly involve the hyper-interest? :]

#peepaw posting #i wanna rewatch the tale of genji #plot so fucked but she's soooo pretty guys #but yea fashion so cool!#i love watching historical fashion youtube like omg #but a lot of them are focused on victorian/european fashions #which is fine there's plenty to learn!#and i'm sure i'm just not looking hard enough for more variety #but historical east asian fashion is extremely interesting to me for a number of reasons #i was teaching myself how to sew japanese clothing for cosplay #and i researched korean and chinese dress for stories i was working on #historical fashion is such a mess to research especially when you don't know the language #but it's really rewarding!#i always go yippee!!! when i find a new piece to my puzzle

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mejomonster · 1 year

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So many writing tips are just... I want to say "utter bullshit" but I'm going to be gentler here and say simply "NOT as universally good ideas as they imply they are."

Like. I'm reading the Tale of Genji (and loving it a lot). It starts out with a nice long explanation (exposition) of the main characters family background and how his mom and dad got together. wow. So many times I have seen the advice "avoid exposition/exposition dumps/limit exposition/try to start off with an ACTION scene and get people into the middle of an active story." But you know. Tale of Genji didnt. And neither did a great many famous beloved stories.

(And also in hindsight I really do think a Lot of "internet article" writing advice pieces are Specifically giving Young Adult novel writing advice to appeal to the main trends, not necessarily to be the best written just to match trends, and any advice to jump into action and limit exposition is more based on the idea kids want the plot to ramp up immediately and may have less patience for a story to build up or unfold than an adult).

A common bit of advice is to not write in first person. And fair enough, it's not my favorite to write in. But it's excessively common. First person CAN be in a great novel. I can think of many wonderful stories I've read that were written in first person, and that never stopped me from giving it a chance. (Likewise it seems any perspective or tense is fair game if you want to write in it).

There's the advice, again, to jump into the action quickly. Which I think may have initially been advice for young adult novel writers but now seems to be encouraged for all kinds or genres. Interview with the Vampire tells itself like a history book (or rather autobiography) as do a lot of the vampire chronicles, but they were fun reads and liked enough to have some movies. Again, Tale of Genji is far from the only novel I've read that enjoys a nice luxurious exposition dump for a long while before even getting to an active scene with dialogue or actions, Kamikaze Girls (a novel I'm currently loving as I go through) has a few chapters of ONLY train of thought first person narration, like I'm reading a teen girls journal and she's bitching and rambling about opinions (which I love). While I personally do actually like to start up on an action scene (because I find it easier to Write action scenes and dialogue), it's apparent to me that people can make absolutely lovely stories by many varied approaches.

There's the advice, of course too, to follow the trends. Be "unique" enough to maybe stand above the rest, but also be "similar" enough to what already sells and people already read if you want to get either picked up got publishing or trying to have some chance at being seen etc. And that can be a good strategic idea, I just don't think it means much on if your actual story is of good quality or not, in that you can either fit the trends or wildly stand apart and regardless have made a nice meaningful story. (I think of when I delved into historical romance as a genre... I checked out Bridgerton and it is a LOT like the trends, but maybe stood as just unique Enough cause it had that gossip column feel to it. Of when I saw Lisa Klepyas's stuff, and she's now one of my favorite writers, who mainly stayed in this genres norms BUT she'd add some meaningful bits of historical derails into her stories so while it still felt sugar coated and Softer than an Actual realistic historical tale? It still felt more like it was showing bits of real history, like an American Girl book almost, compared to a lot of the more standard type historical romances I ran into that had the Frame Outline of the genre but weren't aiming for big historical focus. Then there was Sarah Waters... a writer I now admire. Sarah wrote Fingersmith, technically a queer historical rromance, but so Different than the norm for historical romances. A style like it'd actually been WRITTEN in the century it was set in, a tale reminiscent of the prince and the pauper but darker (and lesbians), a thriller with con artists and danger and enemies playing each other while falling in love, and historical facts that REALLY aimed for realism in a brutal way Lisa Klepyas had spared me. The details about how filthy Londons streets were and how terrifying as a woman alone with no money and home there still stick in my mind, the way the manor in the countryside felt Ancient compared to how it would now and my body ached just reading about the conditions and glad we have heaters now, the parts about the mental hospital were beyond horrifying and possibly more so for how real people had to live through that. A kind of grounded reality like actually going back in time for better or worse, sort of like Black Sails the show. And THAT is how broad the historical romance genre can span. It's not all like Bridgerton, that's just what was on trend but Slightly unique Enough to stand out whenever it had published).

I've lost my trail here I think but just... know however you write or choose to tell your story, there's worth in it. Of the infinitely varied ways to tell a story, all are lovely in their own ways.

#rant #writing #im thinking of how one of my FAVORITE novels is first person pov #how my favorite childrens novel bunnicula never tried to use easy words for readers #how tale of genji has this exposition i LOVE like listening to a history story (which i love)#how Fingersmith is SUCH biased pov i think to be fair #some readers wont catch the DEPTH. how each character lies to herself and th READER #and when the lies come out youre as FUCKED UP EMPTIONALLY as the character who was betrayed #and its a BEAUTIFUL example of how biased perspective and omited facts and when to use whos pov #can INTENSELY CHANGE how a story is experienced and impacts

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sleepy-bear-tm · 10 months

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I’ve had an awful day and the only thing that made it better is I made a nice painting and I saw that part in the new Overwatch cutscenes where Cass grabs on his hat to keep it from flying off his head. My babygirl <3

#my brain kept going ‘where’s Rick?’ and kept thinking about gabe #honestly Lucio?? finally putting some love on homeboy #and sojourn?? yummy #she’s grown on me a lot #plus everything about ramattra’s and zenyatta’s storyline makes me want to chew on a brick #in a good way #I love the brothers parting ways trope #(can you tell I like Genji and Hanzo’s story too)#WHERES HANZO AND MOIRA AND SIGMA

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the-deadlock-south · 2 years

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i know what you mean. ow is literally the ONLY fps i ever played - that type of games is totally unattractive to me. it was the overwatch's art style and the characters made me try it out.

EXACTLY; i aint much of an FPS guy at all, but TF2 and OW's unique styles (both gameplay and character wise) was what got me interested in giving them a try in the first place

#ask #i havent touched tf2 in years due to the fact last time i tried i just kept gettin in servers with hackers #and i aint sayin i was garb at the game- i mean i WAS but bro it was the classic aim-at-the-sky-and-spin-to-hell kind of bot #but back then i got into it cause i loved how the gang looked #never mind the comics and the Meet the Team shorts always made my day #i still quote em despite not having watched them in years oopsie #overwatch was a similar boat for me As I Said Last Post #like people really underestimate how much someone's love for a character or story will make them play a game #i'm p sure that LoL show is what got a lot of people to actually play the game now that i think of it #back on topic though i'm glad that the characters were a gateway for me playing those games #not only are the games actually fun but having an attachment to the characters makes the game a lot more enjoyable in a personal way #like it's fun to bully hanzos as cass and/or genji because of the conection the characters have with each other #-for me in that specific example anyway but obviously that kind of behavior extends to the rest of the cast

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satureja13 · 9 months

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So yesterday Ji Ho's horse was jealous because Vlad's horse was hitting on Kiyoshi's horse.

Today Vlad's Horse 'broke the pencil' with Ji Ho's.

And later I cought Kiyoshi's declaring his love to Vlad's... Are we going to have a horse drama? ö.ö'

From the Beginning ~ Underwater Love ~ Latest

#a horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!#sims 4 horse ranch #simlit #yang mal #diablo #underwater love #sims 4 story #sims 4 #simblr #ts4 #genji okada #sims 4 vanilla #rider's glen #chestnut ridge #The Stables #kiri

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sleepyfaequeen · 1 year

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Little Accidents

Chapter: 1

Warnings: xfem!reader, reader is in her early 20s, Jack Morrison is bisexual for story purposes. Don't like that, don't read. I don't think I have to explain that it's fanfiction and shouldn't be taken seriously. If that triggers you, do not read this fic.

A/n: Unsure who I should ship reader with but we shall see.

Summary: You find out something that you shouldn't have found out, but here we are. That's what you get for eavesdropping.

Song:

(Y/n) had become a part of Blackwatch for a few months now, and the constant training was always different, but joining Overwatch had become her dream. When she joined as a soldier, she was surprised that she would soon be joining a black ops group who was hand-picked by Commander Reyes himself. To work under someone who's well respected and knows what he's doing was a big honor. Not only that, but for some reason, she had noticed Commander Morrison has been watching over their training exercises. He would actually even compliment her. It surprised her at first, but she knew he probably did that to those he saw with potential. She always saw him talking to Gabriel in the distance, arguing about something, but regardless, it always seemed to calm down.

Today, she was walking to Commander Reyes' office to return some needed files that needed to be filled out and given to Doctor Moira. But she stopped in her tracks as soon as she heard Reyes and Morrison arguing. She knew it was bad to eavesdrop but she did it anyway.

"Absolutely not." Reyes' gruff voice came.

"I'm not asking you. I'm demanding that she be removed from you're squad." Jack could be heard sounding angry and less composed than he usually did.

"Why would I do that?" Gabriel shifts in his seat as he crosses his arms.

"Why?" She leans in, her curious blue eyes looking inside. Seeing Jack turn as he rubs a gloved hand over his face as he takes a moment to answer. "You got my kid in there."

".. What?" Gabriel tilts his head, seeming confused.

"I had a fling when I was young and.." He explains and Gabriel just laughs.

"Is it Cassidy?" Reyes jokes to which Jack scoffs.

"No, it's obvious who." The two lock eyes and (Y/n) can't help but jump as she feels a hand touch her arm. Seeing Captain Amari there made her completely freak out.

"(Y/n)? What's wrong? You look like you seen a ghost." She looks down at her concerned, and (Y/n) can't help but tighten her grip on the stack of papers in her gloved hands.

"No, I'm honestly fine..!" She could hear the two Commanders approaching the doorway and she quickly, shoves the papers into her chest before running down the hall and into the elevator as she turns she could see Commander Jack looks down the hall, her way, as the doors shut with a ding of the elevator.

She felt her heart beating so fast and her head spinning as she felt her entire face in a cold sweat. As the elevator stops, she finds herself aimlessly walking around. She wasn't sure what time it was when she found herself within the Blackwatch members' corridor room. She found her fingers shaking as she kept mistyping her own room code with multiple beeps being heard. She exhales as she stops herself for a moment.

Something about the new girl was off today. She looked rather tense, or at least that is what Genji's eyes could tell. To him, she was just another member, another teammate. A freak but she looked much more normal than the rest of them. More normal than him. Though he usually avoided conversations so he never thought of talking to her or much of anyone. Unless absolutely necessary circumstances. He resented them all for being.. human. It reminded him of what he was not. Of what was taken away from him.

The days in Overwatch was always the same. Everyday, to him, went by quickly and was just as empty as usual. Genji had his own routine like anyone else: training, meetings, more training, then showers. Perhaps the best part of his day. He was always grateful to feel the warmth of the shower against his torn flesh. Unlike his added cybernetic side, it could feel. He walked down the halls to the Blackwatch private quarters, with his towel hanging over and around his neck. Only in his gym shorts as his augments were showing. Stopping as he watched her fumble with her door passcode. "Needing help or something?" He asked her softly as he was more curious today about her expression. He was surprising himself since he rarely talked to other people, but she looked like she could use a hand.

She almost bit her own tongue as the robotic voice had startled her. Her head turning and her eyes blinking away any sort of distress as her fingers fumbled with the key card.

"Uh.. I.. I think I got it." Again, the beeping was still denying her access to her own quarters. She lowers her head as she steps aside and gestures for him to have a try. "Have at it. I swear I forget sometimes." She looks at him as she smiles and rubs the back of her neck as she hands him her keycard. "Code is 8170."

She never knew the cyborg ninja guy even talked. Well, he could she just has never really talked to him before. Only during missions there was usually nothing but nods or hand gestures. He would sigh or scoff and with the plate over his mouth it sounds more robotic. She's heard stories from others around the base and how he was so skilled. Some people would even think he was hard to look at but no one would dare tell him to his face. Honestly, with Genji's red cybernetic eyes, he looked like he could kill someone easily and he probably could. She didn't know him much but she knew he was usually a quiet guy and he seemed to like his solitude. Sometimes, Cassidy would talk to him and she swore Genji would roll his eyes but endure McCree's rambling.

His hand moved to type in the code after memorizing it and her repeating it quietly. His breathing could be heard from behind his mask as he typed in the last few digit numbers. The door to her room sliding open with a small green light on the keypad. He steps back and hands her the keycard.

"The codes are picky, sometimes you have to type them in slow." He said as his eyes looked at her for a mere moment in silence as he stepped back. Turning to walk to his own room as he takes out his own keycard.

".. Training will be early tomorrow." He said as he got to his own door and typed in his own code.

"Yeah.." she said as she steps inside her room and watches Genji walk over to him before her eyes met his. "Thank you, I'll be seeing you.. tomorrow." She said and he gives her a nod before heading into his room before pressing a button to let the doors close and lock and she did the same.

She sighs as she hangs her head low before going to her desk and immediately went to look at an old photo of her and her mother. Her mother never had the chance to tell her much about her father but the fact she unintentionally found him wasn't a coincidence. She just hoped whatever led them towards each other wasn't for the worst.

#x reader #x f!reader #x female reader #overwatch #fanfic #oneshot #blizzard #love story #jack morrison #gabriel reyes #genji shimada #jesse mccree #moira o'deorain #overwatch blizzard #overwatch fanfiction #angela zeigler #soldier 76 #Spotify

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81folklore · 4 months

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as good as new - AA23

pairings: alex albon x ex!girlfriend!reader (fc: quarterjade)

summary: alex soft launches his ex girlfriend after they find eachother again

type: social media au (smau)

authors note: ok so welcome to the start of the voulez-vous fic list! i hope this makes sense but incase it doesnt, alex and yn used to be dating before they split due to just growing apart, but they were meant to be😁

authors note 2: kinda rushed at the end so sorry about that! got a couple of requests to work on so ill try and get them done along with this fic list! and you cant still join the taglist!!

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happy new years!!🥂

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user7 happy new year gorgeous!!

yourfriend2 SHINING SHIMMERING SPLENDIDDDD

brookeab SHE IS SO FINE AND SO CUTE AND PRETTY AND LOVELY

user82 JAW IS ON THE FLOOR??

user90 im so in love with you

user26 GET IN LINE

user38 so so so so stunning

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last dump of the year🇦🇪

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williamsracing see you next year king🫡

user84 yn liking :’)

user9 THE FIFTH PIC?!

user47 is that..shirtless alex

user83 WHOS HOLDING THE BOX??

user97 technically its already 2024 but we’ll let it slide

user55 imagine its yn in the 5th pic..

user1 can we not? 1. its none of our business and 2. alex can move on and imagine being that girl and seeing people think its her bfs ex like..

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me and my boy ⭐️

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tinakitten CUTE AS HECK!!

yourfriend4 i miss him☹️

yourusername even though he hates you??

yourfriend4 he doesnt hate me, just not fond!!

user77 whos that in the second slide👀

user52 no tag either🤨

user13 moms weekend with the kids i see

user9 does alex get weekends? i thought the cats were yns?

user2 tbh we have no idea, i assumed he did but maybe not🤷‍♀️

user26 so so cute!! we need more pics of you and genji!!

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user66 GENJI AND MABEL!!

user73 we missed them :’)

user8 oh how i love cat dad alex

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me gusta la playa

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user4 THE CENSORSHIP??

user89 three shirtless pics?? someone call george

georgerussell63 someones coming for my brand🤣

user9 the softlaunch..oh im losing my mind

user33 yn liking alexs softlaunch post..shes checking up on the ex😭

user12 ran into george and lando in the last pic

user1 alex is so hot😮‍💨

user912 alex is FEEDING us at the moment

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sorry cant talk rn im too busy being hot

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carmenmundt absolute beauty💞🫶

user94 I CAN TREAT YOU SO WELL

user63 so so gorgeous

user9 alex and yn both being in mallorca and alex softlaunching..

user111 you are a dream

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darling, we were always meant to stay together💫

i was searching for photos to post and decided on 6 that really showed my life these past months

1. a photo on the first day i went out after we split, i felt lost and alone and decided to start documenting my journey alone

2. this is a photo i took when i went home and felt peace for the first time since our break

3. a selfie we took in the taxi after our ‘first date’. we met up for the first time since, and spoke about our feelings and decided to start taking things slow

4. a day out with you and my sister, i felt so happy knowing i had the two most important people with me again

5. our first holiday, this will always mean alot to me. we both said i love you for the first time, we spent all day, every day together just loving and holding each other

6. we were leaving and instead of being sad we knew that this part of our life wasnt over but instead we were moving on to bigger and better things

i love you so much and im so thankful that i have someone has caring and loving as you

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alex_albon just like it used to be and even better🌟

alex_albon i love you so so much

alex_albon i promise to love you forever and ever

yourusername my loveliest boy

user71 THEYRE BACK

yourusername AND BETTER THAN EVER BABY

user111 MY FAVORITES

user9 i didnt read the caption and experienced genuine shock when i saw alex

user8 so proper just say you were shocked😭

user88 i need everything to apologize to mads RIGHT NOW

user61 all the hate on her WHEN SHE WAS RIGHT

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#f1 x reader #f1 instagram au #f1 smau #f1 social media au #social media au #formula 1 insta au #formula 1 social media au #alex albon #alex albon x reader #formula one x reader #formula 1 x reader #formula 1 imagine #f1 insta au

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m-musings · 4 months

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Headcanons: Overwatch Men Saying I Love You for the First Time (Pt 1.)

A/N: splitting these headcanons into 2 parts so that i can get the creative juices flowing for when i write the others. (hcs under the cut!)

(part 2 here! :])

Warnings: none that i can think of Word Count: 952

Baptiste:

Baptiste, being ever the spontaneous one, first tells you he loves you during the movie night you have about every two weeks.

The two of you were huddled underneath a large, fluffy blanket, the film you chose somewhat forgotten as you idly chat about whatever comes to mind.

As you go to lean against his shoulder, you can hear a small breath hitch in his throat as his sentence fades off.

With a concerned look on your face, you pause the movie before lifting your head to look at him.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Baptiste nods his head in reply as he places a comforting hand on your arm.

"Yeah, I'm alright, it's just...You know I love you, right?"

Your eyes widen in surprise for a moment before softening again as you sweetly smile at him.

"I love you too, 'Tiste..."

Cassidy:

Cole is almost always on charmer mode with everyone he knows and comes across. It's part of how he got this far in life and how he prefers to be seen.

But when it comes to his first time telling you how he feels after you've just started dating? Completely different story. He's an absolute mess.

Here he is, pacing back and forth in front of your door with a gift in hand as he debates on how to admit his affections for you.

As he hypes himself up to finally knock and just tell you, the door creaks open with you peeking out from behind it.

"Oh, hi Cole! What can I do for you?" You say, fully pulling the door open as you greet him with a grin.

"H-hey, darlin'... I- I, uh, made somthin' for you. Here." An unprepared Cassidy stutters as he hands you his present.

As you look down at where your hand meet, Cole pulls his away to reveal a braided leather bracelet with round wooden beads interlaced.

Letting out an excited gasp, you place it upon your wrist before throwing your arms around the cowboy.

"This is amazing, Cass, thank you! I love you!"

Cassidy then chuckles deeply, wrapping himself around you as he leans into your touch.

"Love you too, sweetheart."

Doomfist:

Akande is very in tune with what he wants for himself, so when he realizes how he feels, he won't hesitate to tell you.

He'd call you to meet him somewhere private in Talon's headquarters, where once you arrive, he'd instantly start flirting.

"Ah, hello my dear. Looking as wonderful as always."

"Oh, thank you, Akande! Is there something you wanted from me?"

He would shake his head in confirmation before tenderly grabbing your hand and placing a kiss atop it.

"Nothing too serious, I assure you. I simply wanted to tell you that I love you. I hope you feel the same."

With a flustered expression, you'd whisper a small yes before he places his arms around around your waist in an unusually soft embrace.

Genji:

Genji says it during a rare quiet moment at Gibraltar.

After preventing a Null Sector attack on a town not far from base, you were helping him repair some of his cybernetic parts that got damaged in the fight.

In the middle of adding a few adjustments to one of the mobility mechanisms, he heaves out a deep sigh which causes you to glance up at him.

"I can tell you wanna say something, 'Ji. You can tell me if you want."

With a shake of his head, he lets out another sigh as he places a gentle hand on your face.

"Just... thank you for everything you do for me, my beloved. I love you."

"Love you too, Genji."

Hanzo:

If anyone would be the one to plan something to tell you his feelings, it would absolutely be Hanzo Shimada himself.

Even if he isn't normally one for romance, your presence in his life would have changed that

Hanzo would make preparations to meet you somewhere special so he could not so subtly show you off in public.

After eating a fancy dinner at an expensive restaurant and going on a walk through a park, he'd turn to look at you with admiration swimming in his eyes.

"I just want you to know that I love you very much. Even if I don't say it often, I really do care about you."

"I love you too, Han." You'd grin before kissing him softly on the cheek.

Junkrat:

Let's be honest with ourselves, Jamison would have blurted it out within the first few days of being with you.

He'd probably be so focused on building a new explosive contraption that he wouldn't have even noticed he said it.

"Oi, could you hand me the thing? It's in the toolbox over there!"

You'd walk over, grab the thing he needs and go to give it to him with a few pats to his shoulder.

"Thank youuu, I love ya!"

You'd chuckle quietly in response and give his head a smooch before walking off to do your own thing.

"I love you too, Fawkes!"

Lifeweaver:

Niran will tell you he loves you when he hides out at your place after a group of hunters sent by Vishkar find him and try to chase him down.

After a relentless pursuit, he manages to escape and find his way to your house, needing a place to recollect his thoughts.

When you respond to the banging on your door, you look out to see an exhausted Lifeweaver on your doorstep.

"Could I bother you for a place to stay for the night?"

"Always. The guest room is already ready for you."

With a relieved sigh, Niran would hug you before pulling you back into the house.

"Thank you, I love you so much, darling!"

#overwatch #overwatch 2 #overwatch imagines #baptiste x reader #cole cassidy x reader #doomfist x reader #akande ogundimu x reader #genji shimada x reader #hanzo shimada x reader #junkrat x reader #jamison fawkes x reader #niran pruksamanee x reader #lifeweaver x reader

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