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froggibus · 10 months
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Hey can I request headcanons for overwatch characters and if their gf was drunk and asked them "would you still love me if I was a worm" with the overwatch men please (you don't have to do all of them but PLEASE include McCree and Reaper)
“Would You Still Love Me If I Was A Worm?” - Overwatch Boys
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Includes: Cassidy, Reaper, Genji, Zenyatta, Ramattra, Hanzo, Lucio + Baptiste (w gn! reader)
Genre: fluff/kinda crack?
CW: general crack, kinda dumb tbh, suggestive in Genji and Baps, Ram is Ram (lmk if I missed anything)
been in a little bit of a writing slump but this was too good to pass up lol. I want to get a bit more writing done this week so who knows how that will go. anyway, enjoy <3 hope you like it anon!
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Cassidy:
“what kinda question is that??”
looks at you in flabbergastation 
you pout and bat your eyes at him and of course, he breaks 
“you’re really not gonna let this go, huh? alright—of course I’d still love you, darlin’. I’d keep you in a lil jar and you could accompany me on my missions”
a jar????
now you’re the flabbergasted one 
jars don’t have air—he’s gonna let you suffocate?? 
what are you?? rainbow dash (sorry)??
somehow leads to him going out into the yard despite it being the middle of the night to try and find a worm
somehow finds one?? 
keeps it in a jar as a pet just to prove he would love you as a worm
even names it after you and pets it’s head and calls it “my wriggly little y/n”
weirdly wholesome experience would try again
Reaper
“of all the stupid shit you could have asked me…”
he says that but he’s already considering it after the question leaves your mouth 
would he love you as a worm? 
“what kind of worm”
what do you mean what kind of worm?? does it matter?? 
obviously the pink wriggly kind 
he has to ponder this 
sits in his chair stroking his chin trying to think of how you would be as a worm
“would you still be able to talk and think or would you be an actual worm”
????
“it would be me if I was a worm, Gabe”
more pondering 
“I’d love you platonically but you would probably have a short life span. I’d throw you a worm funeral.”
better than any response you could have expected but would not try again
Genji
“would we still have sex”
please hit this man
he’s joking of course—he’s not that weird 
“why would you be a worm tho”
just answer the question, Genji
green cyborg ninja dude has no idea what to answer 
will you be mad if he loves your worm self more than your current self?? would you be weird if he said he would love a wormy version of you??
“I would get myself turned into a worm too and then we could have a wormy life together and a wormy wedding and little wormy kids”
“you just want to have wormy sex” >~>
“that too”
at least he’s honest?
exactly as you expected, would not try again
Zenyatta
“a worm? like the insect?”
“yes? what other worms are there”
considers this
“is everything okay?”
poor omnic boy is so confused. are you planning on turning into a worm??? 
please reassure him it’s just a hypothetical and you’re not turning into a worm
goes on a ten minute tangent about how we are all the same in the Iris, and that he will love you no matter what form you take
honestly so wholesome + cute 
“i will care for you in this life, and the next, and all of the ones after that. even the ones where you are a worm.”
good enough would try again
Ramattra 
“No”
way to sugarcoat it, babe
it’s only when you get upset that he sighs and pulls you into his lap
“why would you ever become a worm? is someone trying to harm you? you know I would never let anyone bring harm to you.”
you try to explain that it’s just a hypothetical but he’s already going on a tangent on what he would do if you got turned into a worm
talks for five minutes alone on how he would defeat your enemies and defend your honour 
says he would “put you out of your misery”????
“you would KILL ME?!”
“as an act of honour”
babe….
0/10 would not try again
Hanzo
“why”
idk bro just answer the question 
lots of sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose
“would I also be a worm or am i still human” 
only gets more confused when you say he’d be a human and you’d be a worm
probably looks up worm life expectancy and if worms are capable of love 
“would you even know who I am if you were a worm”
has to ask a million questions before he can give his final verdict 
lets out a long sigh before looking you dead in the eyes 
“…yes”
cute in the end but would not try again 
Lucio:
“would you still love me if I turned into a frog?”
that’s not the question 
somehow it turns into a discussion on if he would eat your worm self if he was his frog self? 
he insists he wouldn’t and would let you ride on his back but you insist his frog instincts would be too strong 
“babe I’ve once seen you almost eat your own finger while eating chips”
“ok and??”
says you guys could live in a swamp together and he would protect you from evil
“I could be like your own frog superhero. I could even sing you little froggy songs”
makes up this entire life of you guys living together as a frog and a worm and him serenading you by croaking songs at night 
honestly it’s the best reaction you could have gotten, would try again
Baptiste:
“i would find you a cure and turn you back into a human”
honestly he’s very amused by this whole situation 
“but what if I want to be a worm”
“if I cure you and you want to turn back into a worm, that’s on you”
fair enough
insists he needs to ‘examine’ you so he knows you’re not turning into a worm 
makes a lot of jokes at your expense too
finally sighs and admits he would keep you in a little terrarium with all the food and nutrients you need 
“ha, so you would love me if I was a worm”
“love is a strong word”
good enough, would not try again
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rootworks · 8 months
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Lúcio but I make him go to Australia(junkertown)!!!!!!!
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zerkenik · 1 month
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Sorry guys… im an overwatch player </3
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g4ydhd · 8 months
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Lucio dood for my friend
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wildissylupus · 6 months
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I see people talking about Lucio being a little sad he couldn't go to the concert with the girls because it was a girls night, so I would like to present my head canon that Genji, Fareeha, Angela and Cassidy invited him to Karaoke to make him feel better.
Because I firmly believe those four would have Karaoke nights and no one will tell me otherwise.
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hallabanshee · 1 year
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Happy new years! Starting this year off with some overwatch fanart. :)
( I changed my name irl from Heidi to Halla, that's why my @ changed again in such a short time.)
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ssilentozziee · 5 months
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this is so fun
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stellarstarss · 1 year
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how bout some phrogs?
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b0nk9 · 1 year
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hes so perfect in my eyes. like a special treat
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sheeperzzz · 1 month
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Happy birthday to Lúcio Correia dos Santos and Lúcio Correia dos Santos ONLY!!
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Very rushed because it's almost the 21st oops
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froggibus · 2 months
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Hi! How’s going? I hope good, and if not, things will get better soon!
I wanted to request a NSFW Lucio scenario, BUT IDK WHAT 😭😭😭 Maybe a dom-reader? Lucio reacting to a moo-lingerie (or just lingerie)? A classic loving vanilla scenario in the bedroom? Camping sex? The reader gets horny after seeing Lucio's tanned skin coming out of the shower after a long day on the beach? Sneaky sex after/before a show?
Idk if any of these ideas are inspiring to you, I hope so 🥺 (I'm Lucio starved help)
Two for the Show — Lucio Correia dos Santos
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Pairing: Lucio x fem! reader (reader uses fem pronouns + has a pussy)
Genre: smut/NSFW
Word Count: 1.9k
Summary: your boyfriend always needs a little extra love after a show—and you’re more than happy to give it to him
CW: established relationship, porn with plot, semi public sex, oral (m! receiving), incredibly filthy messy head, riding, doggy, praise, kinda manhandling? multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, choking, hair pulling, neck biting & kissing, creampie, cockwarming if u squint
for the most dedicated Lucio fan out there 🫶🏻 I started writing this a while ago but I finished like the last 1200 words tonight. I hope you like it!! I know it isn’t quite what you asked for BUT I did actually proofread it (rare)
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Lucio flips his head back, damp hair whipping the back of his neck. He’s hopping up and down, hands flicking switches on his board so fast he can hardly keep track. Sweat beads down his bare chest, smearing the green paint that runs over his abs, over his shoulders, into his pants.
The concert is so loud his eardrums throb. No matter how many times he performs he never gets used to the noise—he never gets used to the rush. The faces in the crowd in front of him blend into the next, smiles and tongues making them look like a pulsing, scarlet blur.
The adrenaline is an addiction, and even after he says it’s the ‘last song’ (for the third time, no doubt), he finds he can’t quite let go. The flashing lights disappear and the smoke fades away, but his heart still pounds in his chest. 
“Thank you, Rio!” He shouts, his voice drowned out by the blood rushing in his ears.
He grabs his water bottle from under his table and flashes the crowd a grin before slinking away backstage. He sucks in a breath through his teeth, a failed attempt to calm the vibrant pulse in his chest. 
You’re waiting for him backstage, starry eyes falling over his form. “Hey superstar,” you beam.
His hands are reaching out before he’s even close enough to feel you. He crosses the room to you, and then he’s falling into you. His hands trail down your cheeks, down your sides, falling featherlight over your hips.
“How was the show—mmm”
His lips are on yours, cutting off whatever you were about to say. His kiss is full of need as he pulls you closer to his chest so you can feel the roaring of his heart. The grip on your waist tightens, desperate fingers clutching at your skin so hard it burns.
He can’t help it—you soothe that part of him that still aches from the pumping adrenaline. When his heart is thrashing and his cock is swollen, you’re the only remedy. His hands slide down to your ass, cupping the fat and squeezing til you squeal into his mouth.
“Easy there,” you say between heavy breaths. “There’s still a big crowd out there. ”
Lucio looks at you, a wanton smirk on his face. His pupils have almost completely blown with lust and his cheeks burn a deep red. His body shakes with every desperate breath. 
He mumbles a quick, “I don’t care,” and then his lips are on yours again.
You’re stumbling around, your arms squeezing his shoulders for support as he walks you towards the couch backstage. The leather hits the back of your legs and suddenly the two of you are tumbling to the floor. You collide partly with the sofa, and partly with the soft rug that lines the floor beneath it.
“Lucio—” you gasp at the impact but the DJ is unphased. 
His teeth dig into your bottom lip, scraping along the sensitive skin. A gasp forces your mouth open and then his tongue is running along the backs of your teeth. You whine into his mouth, rocking your hips against the air. 
And then he’s pulling away from you. 
You tilt your head in confusion, forcing your lungs to expand with each breath. He props himself up on the couch in front of you, hands making quick work of the studded belt around his waist, and then his pants are pooling around his ankles. 
You crawl forward, bracing yourself on your knees between his. The green paint goes all the way down to his thighs, smeared across his groin from his sweat and your touch. 
He raises an eyebrow at you, “well?”
You bite your lip. Your hands move on their own, running up the length of his cock through his boxers before sliding your fingers inside the waistband. He shivers from your touch and bucks his hips forward. 
You’re slow to tug down his underwear, looking up at him through your lashes just to see him staring at you with an intensity you’ve rarely seen before. His cock springs free and it's already dripping in precum, the shaft glistening with his desperation. 
You brace your hands against his skin—one on his hard abs and the other on his quivering thigh—and lick all the way up his length. His hands are quick to grab your head, tugging you forward with those thinly strewn muscles you always forget about until they’re bulging in the after light of a concert. 
Just the sight of him gripping your head, arms flexing and eyes glazed over, is enough to have you rutting against your leg. 
You take him into your mouth, the sweet salt of his pre flooding your tastebuds. It only drives you to take more of him in, forcing your head down even after he brushes up against the back of your mouth. He’s sweaty and salty and his skin is so hot—it’s almost overwhelming. 
He pushes your head down, nearly bottoming out inside of your throat. “Fuck—could live in this pretty mouth,” he groans. 
You flick your teary eyes up to look at him, silently pleading with him to release your head and let you get some air. Part of you hopes he lets go but another part doesn’t. The feeling of choking on his cock is intoxicating and sends heat straight to your core.
The back of your leg starts to feel wet from how you’re rubbing against it, your panties drenched with your own slick. Finally, Lucio lets go and you pull away with a gasp. 
He gives you a minute to catch your breath, rubbing the head of his cock all around your mouth. He smears your drool and spit and his precum all across your face and it’s so fucking dirty, but you just look so cute when you get all messy like this—he can’t help it. 
He rubs his thumb over your swollen bottom lip. “Y’have paint all over your face, baby.”
You mirror his action, smearing the pre and paint across the back of your hand. It’s almost laughable when your skin comes back stained green. 
“So pretty.” His hands roam your face, down your neck, to your chest. “Let’s get those clothes off you, hm?”
And then you’re nodding your head, rising to your feet on shaking legs in front of him. He leans back on the couch, folding his hands behind his head. His eyes are glazed over as they watch you reach for the hem of your shirt. 
You’re quick to tug your shirt over your head but you pull your pants down painstakingly slow. Lucio gives his cock a tight fisted stroke, watching you bend over in front of him to show your underwear clad pussy. You’re wearing green underwear today—no doubt for him—and it has him aching to be in your cunt. 
As soon as your panties hit the floor, he’s pulling you into his lap. You gasp at the feeling of his warm fingers on your hips, guiding you down to sit on his cock. You groan in unison, a desperate mewl ripping from your throat. 
He keeps a vice grip on your hips, holding you snug against his thighs and keeping his cock buried inside you. He sets his jaw on your shoulder, hot gasps of air brushing on the cusp of your ear. 
“You’re so wet just from blowing me,” he gasps out, “s-so tight.”
You whine through your bitten lip, your eyes squeezed shut. Rocking your hips, you try to break free from his grip, try to bounce on his cock—try to do anything. But he’s content to hold you down, using you as his own personal cockwarmer. 
Finally, you break. “L-lucio, please!”
“Please, what?”
“Please let me move!”
He plants a rough kiss to your neck, teeth grazing the skin as he pulls away, and finally releases your hips. Immediately you begin to bounce up and down his length, cunt making loud, wet noises as he bottoms out repeatedly. 
He uses his strength to help you ride him, nails digging into the bottoms of your thighs so hard you swear he’ll draw blood. Your whines and his grunts fill the room backstage—loud enough for any passersby to hear, but you’re too far gone to care. 
It’s already hot backstage, the air thick from the Brazilian heat—but it’s tenfold now that you’re pressed against him with his cock throbbing inside of you. Sweat pools in every place your bodies collide but it only makes it easier to move against him. 
The drag of his cock against your aching walls is addicting, and your craving for the heat of his body against yours is insatiable. You have your hands pressed against his knees while you bounce on his cock, using them for momentum to drive him deeper and deeper into your core with each movement. 
His tip rams into your sweet spot every time, his heartbeat is wild against your back and his skin is so hot you swear you’ll both burn up. You clench your hands around his knees, his skin filling the spaces under your nails. Your legs start to tremble, your tummy flutters, and then you’re exploding. 
You cum wildly, back arching into his chest. He holds you through your orgasm, still rutting into you restlessly, chasing his own high. 
You’re almost limp when you’re done cumming, so tired in his arms you can hardly move. Your pussy aches for more—but your thighs and arms tremble so furiously that there’s no way you could hold yourself up. 
Lucio is one step ahead of you, though. He cradles your body, slipping his cock out of your gushing hole just long enough to lay you on your stomach. The cold leather of the couch soothes the fire on your skin, but your pussy still throbs in anticipation. 
“Shh,” he soothes you, cock slipping easily through your folds. “‘M gonna make you feel so good, princess.”
Your strength is recovering, albeit slowly. But it’s just enough for you to push yourself onto your knees, resting your cheek against the couch. 
He grips your hips and uses them to propel himself forward. The slam of his hips on the backs of your thighs is hard enough to bruise. His desperation, his need to cum, only grows with every thrust, the movements getting sloppier with each passing second. 
He reaches forward and grabs your hair, tugging you away from the couch. His other hand is snug around the base of your throat, just barely applying pressure. You’re whimpering in his arms, shaking—your pussy flutters and clenches on his cock with every thrust. 
You’re getting close and though you open your mouth to warn him, the only thing that leaves is a strangled moan. He attaches his lips to the side of your neck again, alternating between gnawing at the sensitive skin and mumbling soft praises. 
“F—fuck!” He slams his cock deep inside of you, his hand around your throat tightening enough to cut off your circulation. 
You barely feel the hot streams of cum gush inside of you before your own orgasm is falling over you. You shake in Lucio’s arms, your head lulling back onto his shoulder. 
He holds you through it, finally letting go of your aching neck. “That’s it, baby,” he murmurs, stroking your head, “cum for me.”
It’s nearly two minutes before the aftershocks of your orgasm start to fade. Lucio’s heart hammers in his chest behind you, his heavy breathing filling your ears. 
You let yourself collapse into him. He catches you in his strong arms, positioning both of you to lay against the couch. 
“Fuck,” he laughs, rubbing at the paint covered bruises forming on your body. “You should come to my shows more often.”
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rootworks · 5 months
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hello boomboxers 💣🎧🎶💥
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cactix-rhythmix · 11 months
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<3
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darlingmisa · 1 year
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could you do do one of those cuddle hcs you did some days ago but with zenyatta (yeah i know he's made of metal) and lúcio please?
Cuddle HCs | Zen , Lucio
I struggled a little with zen bc he's like, a robot, but I tried my best 😭 anyways, pls enjoy and thank you for requesting <3
wc: 464
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Zen
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★ Definitely new to the whole cuddling thing but he doesn’t exactly hate it its just all new to him
★ He finds comfort in your presence so never turns you down when you ask. 
★ Never really expresses it but actually loves being able to hold you at any time
★ Because he’s metal he's usually pretty cool to lay on, a very nice way to cool yourself off.
★ Favorite position is when he’s laying next to you with you pulled close to his side, head on his chest. 
★ A little confused on how you find it so comfortable but he’s not complaining. 
★ Often tells you stories about his people and how things were when he was growing up. 
★ Loves how you just listen, nodding every now and then so he knows you’re listening.
★ Likes listening to you as well, will let you ramble and talk about whatever just so he can hear your voice for as long as possible
★ Does he sleep? Not sure, but definitely lies with you while you sleep if he doesn’t. If he does sleep, loves sleeping with you more than anything. 
★ It takes him a while to get used to being held himself, he does enjoy it, just likes holding you more
Lucio
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♬ Absolutely loves cuddles but moves around so. much. 
♬ Like literally does not stay still for more than 5 minutes.
♬ It's not that he’s uncomfortable, he's very comfortable, he just can't really stand still. Or sit still. Or lay still. He’s just not a still person.
♬ If it’s not late, he likes to play music while you two hold each other. Nothing loud but just soft light music to help you two relax. 
♬ This man definitely asks for cuddles more than you do, he’s just so touch starved please hold him
♬ Loves being little spoon but will never say no to being big spoon every once in a while. 
♬ At night though, this man sleeps like a starfish. Your only real options are curling up next to him or just laying right on top of him. 
♬ And again, even in his sleep, he moves around. Alot. So it never matters what position you two fall asleep in, you always end up somewhere else on the bed.
♬ Loves playing with your hair or drawing little invisible shapes on your skin with his fingers. 
♬ Also loves when you play with his hair. Or massage his scalp a little and he’ll be asleep in minutes.
♬ Hums or sings to you every time. Can’t sleep? He’s singing to you. Falling asleep? He’s humming to help you fall asleep faster. Wide awake just holding each other? He’s still singing to you.
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juni-the-cricket · 5 months
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image creds ; 🐸,💚,🐸,💚,🐸,💚,🐸,💚,🐸 !! more works !!
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wildissylupus · 1 year
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Support + DPS Friendships
So, I noticed a pattern, and that is the fact that most Support have a DPS bestie. Like, it's an honest to god trend and I love it!!
Let me show you;
Cassidy + Mercy
They have known each other since they were at the very least 17 and are confirmed to have been fairly close by canon. Not only that but Angela is the only person to have a line with Cassidy confronting him about smoking.
Genji + Zenyatta
They are both fairly close, mentor-mentee type close, and Zenyatta was basically Genji's therapist.
Ana + Solider 76
They are currently traveling together, Ana is essentially Jack's impulse control. They have been friends since the Crisis.
Sombra + Baptiste
Met in Talon and are still friends today, Sombra actively hides Baptiste from Talon. It also wouldn't surprise me if she's the one who told Baptiste that Cassidy was in Cairo.
Hanzo + Kiriko (Genji could also fit here)
Hanzo and Kiriko were somewhat close growing up, from they're voice lines it seems that they might have an arc together and maybe even join Overwatch at the same time.
Torbjourn + Brigitte
Farther and daughter. Both extremely close with Reinhardt.
Reaper + Moira
Not really a friendship but defiantly a duo. These two have known each other since Blackwatch. Do they like eachother? That is debateable, but you can't really explain either of their history without mentioning the other. You also can't tell me that they don't talk shit about Cassidy.
Honourable Mentions (Tank + Support)
Dva + Lucio
Though they haven't met in canon yet they are both confirmed to be fans of the other and considering they are both joining Overwatch I do see them becoming a dynamic duo.
Reinhardt + Brigette
They actively travel together. TBH when I first saw Brigette I thought she was going to be Reinhardt's daughter. They are two peas in a pod, but like Ana, Brigette is Reinhardt's impulse control.
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