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mono-dot-jpeg · 6 months

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tank moment - mauga

summary; title slightly irrelevant, i wanted to be funny. iykyk

genre/extra tags; headcanons/bullet fic, i talk about mauga hcs i thought of on the fly, reader is implied to be a support character, reader is also part of talon group, fluff, i only know the bare minimum about him and that's all i need baby, is this platonic or romantic idk

[gender neutral reader] [canon typical violence mentioned]

a/n; im back on my overwatch era. it never really ended but, i want to write about him, mauga, the beloved. typing this on my phone and finishing on my computer if anything seems wonky shhh dont tell me i'll relive that mistake for days

also this is a somewhat lightly reseached- aka not fully accurate/detailed work. i briefly mention samoan culture and if it offends or if it's a mistake, please tell me and i will erase those parts asap.

[support me and buy a kofi]

🗣 ALRIGHT SO ‼️

i've been watching and playing with/against mauga since the trial to play him came out and god i love him

but he's kind of easy to counter (im an ana main, nade is fucking broken but that's just anti heal things) and his ult is annoying

anyways

every tank needs their heal bot to keep em up

you just happen to be mauga's heal bot KDJSJSJ

(baptiste is too probably but not really)

he's a really smug guy

no one really knows that bc he sounds so upbeat and nice

but he loves to tease you, poke at you bc he knows that you will answer to him most of the time and entertain him in conversation

you and him are probably in your world even when you're both in talon tbh

he does his own thing and you just happen to join in

(he totally baits you to join his plans and you both know it)

he's a chaotic and cunning man and you're his enabler

(sounds like me and my bestie tbh)

"a hero would sacrifice you to save the world but a villain would sacrifice the world to save you" type beat

he's lowkey possessive but we dont talk about that

jk we do talk abt it

he's your scary guard dog privileges

like that man is tall tall ‼️‼️

idk why but i dont really imagine him being like an openly sweet person

he keeps it private even with how loud he is

anyways

you know how he's on a yacht for his origin story and there's like a bunch of people who got destroyed by him?

yeah he would totally do that shit for u if you asked.

he would give you the best home but

"thanks for the new place and all but did you have to kill someone for it?"

"i mean come on! this place is nice! let's enjoy it!"

he's very "i'll do the dirty work, just sit back and look pretty." and then you're like, "yeah i could. but i won't."

dps support vibes for you ✨️

but also he's charging in most of the time so, there's not much time to dps support KDHDJDJJD

he's like the kool aid man bursting in through the walls /j

cough

back to the hcs here...

he's so tall and big, he would totally let you hang off his back like nunu and wilump (from league, yeah i play league dont remind me totally gonna write for heartsteel soon tm)

also he's literally the greatest heated blanket (ahead of roadhog)

he's so stronk and wowowowow im so gay i love him

when you're surrounded by some enemies, he's charging in, slamming the ground and carrying you with ease as he keeps you safe while destroying any enemies who even tried to touch you

ugh

despite his lack of pda, he's a very actions over words.

he's so silly

chivalry isn't dead when he breaks into a jewelry store for u 😍😍

if you ever have those crazy thoughts about crime, he's totally gonna enable you and let you reign havoc on god knows what.

love language is actions and gift giving. enough said.

when he gives you a hug, he's so fucking warm omg

i said it before and i'll say it again, he's the best heated blanket, literal furnace

bad for the people who sweat easily though (ahem me lowkey)

one the off-days where it's just a day off and relaxing, he's taking care of you well !!

when you're on talon missions, since he can't run around as easily unless he gets the okay but you do keep him company until then

he likes to protect but he loves destroying people

he knows you're able to care for yourself, so he can go crazy whenever, and he loves that.

he also loves watching you get mad or angrily passionate

"yes go, la'u ma’asoama!" (my rock/stone, get it? bc his name means mountain)

he is a really good hype man. even if you're the one in the wrong.

god I WISH I LOOKED UP MORE ABOUT HIM ARGBHYKFJ

soon (tm)

someday i'll write more.

#overwatch x reader #overwatch 2 x reader #overwatch mauga #mauga x reader #overwatch mauga x reader #overwatch #overwatch 2 #overwatch fluff #overwatch headcanons

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nori-writes · 1 year

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Ramblings

Cole Cassidy x Reader

Hanzo Shimada x Reader

Summary: Reader rambling on about an interest of theirs while they realise that their lover hasn’t responded to them in a minute to stop and find them in awe at how adorable their rambling was.

W/C: 350+

A/N: This is completely self indulgent. I was in class with nothing to do and I thought about this and wrote it so here we are, enjoy <3

Cassidy

Cole’s a talkative guy who loves to go on and on about things himself so when he gets to see you do it as well his heart swells at the sight.

He’s so glad that there’s something that you find this much passion in and that you’re comfortable enough to ramble on to him about all these things.

While you’re normally going on about these things though he’ll usually reply to some of the things you say instead of purely listening to let you know that he’s still there.

When you realise he’s stopped replying you turn to look over at him, worried that you might have bore him

Nope.

He has his head propped up by his hand on the table and he’s smiling that same warm, endearing smile that you had fallen in love with all that while ago.

“Gonna keep goin’ sweetheart?”

It wasn’t really a question, more of an encouragement.

Of course you obliged.

Hanzo

Listening to you is a normal thing for him, though that doesn’t mean that he enjoys it any less.

It’s something that he relishes, like Cassidy he loves to see that there's something you’re passionate enough about to open up like this to him.

He definitely asks himself what he did to deserve you.

He’ll just sit while doing something like cleaning his bow.

You are his favourite thing to listen to especially while doing menial tasks.

He’ll occasionally let out hums of acknowledgement to let you know that he’s still listening to you.

Sometimes he’ll put down what he’s doing just to get a good look at you.

He loves seeing the way your eyes seem to have this sparkle while talking about your interests.

Soon a small smile will develop onto his face while he admires you.

You realise how awfully quiet he had been when you stop to check on him and you’re met with him looking lovingly at you with the smallest but most loving of smiles on his face.

“Why’d you stop?”

You shook your head at his question with a grin on your face before returning to the topic you were talking about.

I literally love them. Anyway, if you enjoyed my master list is here 💜

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angelltheninth · 2 months

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Overwatch Women + Big Spoon or Little Spoon

Pairing: Pharah, Mercy, Tracer, Widowmaker x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, cuddles, kissing, affection

A/N: Bit more love for these ladies is needed.

Pharah doesn't care which she gets to be as long as she gets to cuddle with you at the end of her long day. Does have a tiny preference for being the big spoon because she is very protective and ready for action at any time. Still being the one wrapped up in your arms isn't that bad, as long as her head isn't always against your chest because she can't always fall asleep like that.

Mercy likes being the big spoon always. As a doctor it's important that she has her eye on you at all times, including when she first opens her eyes in the morning. In his position she can always kiss the crown of your head or cup your cheeks to pull you in for a kiss no matter what time of day it is, so don't even try to fight her on this or you'll see just how stubborn she can get.

Tracer wants you to think she's the big spoon but in realty she is the most adorable little spoon ever. She nuzzles up against you much like a cat would and even lets out a few choice noises to let you know how much she likes the position she's currently in. Your neck is at her lips height so she can press as many kisses against it as she chooses to, or that you let her because you do have work the next day.

Widowmaker is immovable on her position as the big spoon and will wrestle you for it and win every time, although she suspects that you enjoy that part a bit too much. Very cute of you to try though, she will gladly meet your challenge every time and every time you will end up in her arms, with her lips kissing you. You should really accept your fate as the eternal little spoon at this point.

#overwatch x reader #pharah x reader #mercy x reader #tracer x reader #widowmaker x reader #overwatch imagines #overwatch headcanons #overwatch fluff #overwatch x you #overwatch x female reader #x female reader #femslash february

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junkratsjunkertown · 4 months

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Hi! I saw that your requests were open and was wondering if I could please request Hanzo with an artist s/o who likes to sell at conventions and if he would like to help his s/o out when they are selling there and how he'd help them for example? Thank you in advance and have a good day!

Of course. Sorry I took so long to write this. I was so stressed since October.

Artist Alley

Hanzo x Artist! GN! S/O! Reader

You were pre packing your art for the convention that was happening in the city over from where you and Hanzo live. Hanzo knew you love to sell your art at conventions.

“Y/N, how long will you be gone?”

“I will only be gone from Thursday afternoon to Sunday afternoon. I like to set up on Thursday since there won’t be a lot of people there.”

You finished packing your fourth bag of your art. You then start to pack your clothes. Hanzo sighs.

“You can come to the convention with me if you would like to. They said that I could bring an extra person if I wanted to.”

Silence filled the air as you packed your clothes. After a few minutes you heard another suitcase zipper unzip and you look over to see Hanzo packing his casual clothes. You smile as you finally finished and you two pack the car. Once you two get to the hotel you check in and bring in your luggage. It was Wednesday so you had time to relax before tomorrow.

~Thursday~

You and Hanzo go to the convention center with the four bags of your art and your banner. You and Hanzo get your lanyards and ID’s then you two head to the artist alley. Hanzo was setting up the banner while you set up the table. After you two set up you take a step back to see if you need to fix anything.

“I think it looks nice, Y/N.”

“Thank you, Hanzo.”

He takes it in and realizes that most of your art is based off his dragons. Like the plushies, the prints, the stickers, and the patches. They look similar but don’t look exactly like his dragons. He lets the two little reptiles out and tells them to be careful. You laugh at the two reptiles trying to intimidate the plushies.

~Friday and Saturday~

Hanzo was nervous at first with all of the people coming to your booth. He felt that way because he kept thinking someone would recognize him. You reassured him that no one will because they will probably think he’s just cosplaying as himself. And that’s exactly what happened. He eventually took over the card reader, the prints, and plushies. While you handled the cash, stickers, and patches. You two finally had a break to go eat something.

“I don’t know how you do that by yourself, Y/N. I swear you must have a secret.”

You laugh

“I wish. I think it got easier after a couple of conventions. Like after the 5th or 10th convention. But I think it’s easier with you.”

~Sunday~

Hanzo was happier since it was a chill day. You two ended up selling out of the plushies and prints by the end of the day. Hanzo made sure to take note of what you two didn’t sell. You did take a lot of pictures with your fans. After you two packed up, got your other bags, checked out, and packed the car you were finally going home.

“I think I would love to do that again.”

“You would?”

“Of course. It was fun.”

“Maybe we could do a couples cosplay together for the next one.”

“Maybe. It’s a maybe, Y/N. But right now we need to get home and rest.”

The end

#overwatch x reader #overwatch fluff #overwatch x reader fluff #hanzo x reader fluff #hanzo x you #overwatch hanzo x reader #hanzo x reader #overwatch hanzo #Hanzo fluff

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tonberry-yoda · 1 year

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Oops - Junkrat (Jamison Fawkes)

Pairing - Junkrat (Jamison Fawkes) x reader

Warnings - none!! just toothrotting fluff

Word Count - 589

Notes - it feels nice to write for myself every now and again, so here's some of that! just taking a break from requests for a hot minute! i have become obsessed with overwatch and this little rat of a man, so i really hope i can write more for this fandom in the future!!! i really hope you guys enjoy and have a wonderful day/night! dont forget to stay hydrated, loves!! <333

You stretched, highly appreciating how warm your body was from your long sleep. You don't remember the last time you had slept that good. It felt like ages ago.

The sun snuck in through the blinds and kissed your eyelashes, leaving you squinting a bit, that slight burning feeling rushing through your eyes as you got used to the light.

You went to sit up, but were held down by a long, skinny arm covered in freckles or dust… or both. You really couldn't tell anymore. But you knew exactly who’s arm that was.

“Jamie.” Your voice was a soft whisper as you moved Junkrat’s arm, crawling over to his face and pressing kisses all over his cheeks and neck. “Junkrat, bubba, wake up.”

You laid your head on his chest and looked down at the floor, giggling at all of the clothes of his strewn on the floor and empty cups of boba and empty pizza boxes making their home below the bed.

“Jamie,” you ran your finger softly over his bare chest, covered in scars that could tell hundreds of stories. “I love you.” You pressed a kiss onto his jaw and saw his nose scrunch.

He groaned and turned over, pushing you off of him before wrapping the giant blanket you once shared around his body, making sure to use every inch.

You just giggled and sat up, hugging your knees. You just noticed that the shirt you were wearing to sleep was one of his. Surprisingly, it was one of his few clean ones. It still smelled like him though, which was the most important part to you. Sure, he smelled a little like sweat and gunpowder, but that’s what made him distinguishable. You wouldn't give up that smell for the world.

You hugged that caterpillar blanket which was your boyfriend and made little kissy sounds that were making Junkrat giggle, even if he didn't want to reveal that to you. He still wanted to act asleep, but that wasn't going to fool you.

“Junkrat, I can hear you giggling, bub.” You crawled over him, forcing him to lay on his back and all you could see was his crazy hair sticking out of the top of the blanket.

You quickly pulled down the blanket to reveal his face. “No one sleeps with their eyes that scrunched closed, lovely.” You placed kisses all over his cheeks until he started giggling. You threw the blanket off of him and continued until he was laughing uncontrollably.

You finally pulled away and smiled. “I knew you were awake.”

“No I'm not!” He quickly made his head fall, loudly fake snoring until you brought your hands to his gut and tickled him.

“N-No!!! St-Stop! Love! Love I m-mean it!!!” Junkrat was nearly out of breath when you finally pulled your hands away, placing your nose on his.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, but not when you're ticklin’ me until I can't breathe.” Junkrat giggled and pulled you down onto him, hugging you close, placing his hands on your butt, smirking when he realizes you only have underwear on under his shirt that looks ginormous on you.

“What are you smirking about, Jamison?” You could feel yourself blushing, but you didn't care. You were laying on the love of your life. How could you not be thrilled?

“You know I love when you call me that.” Junkrat covered your face in kisses before wrapping his arms around you, causing the both of you to fall asleep again.

Oops.

#junkrat #jamison fawkes #junkrat x reader #jamison fawkes x reader #overwatch #overwatch x reader #overwatch 2 #junkrat overwatch #my writing #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #overwatch fluff #junkrat fluff #<3

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hoetachi · 2 months

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U GOT IT BAD — G. REYES

i saw this and i immediately wanted to write a little more on that scenario because it was absolutely hilarious // sorry for any mistakes

two months. you’ve been here for two months and the blackwatch commander finds himself already infuriated by you. he thought you was a simple soldier that was going to be the part of the rest of the growing overwatch society, however your skills surpasses any other person in your rank which cause you to gain the attention of strike commander morrison. now here you were, taking small teams on recall missions and as well as being present in debriefing meetings along side with other commanders. the grim commander wasn’t one to be comfortable with feelings like these and it was so hard to avoid you with your newfound popularity

what really made avoiding you harder was the fact around this time, ana was in her second trimester of her pregnancy and decided you would be the perfect fit to take over her current position. so as ana was close to gabriel, you as well was close to gabriel which left him off his game… alot

you came in during one of his drills with ana explaining what was the drill for and just having you watch him with such interest caused him to mistakenly crank up the difficulty until the training bots went haywire and basically chase his entire team in circles and up the walls. he felt the questionable looks coming from you and ana and cringed hard internally

then he had fellow agents boasting endlessly about you to him did a number. normally he’ll get real pissed hearing about some random’s personal information unwilling, yet every time he heard something about your life or things your interested in, it made him intrigued. he wanted to be the only source knowing these things about you, if he was being honest with himself

now who he didn’t want talking his ears off about you was cole…

“everyone seems to be takin’ a likin’ to that smokin’ commander already” the gunslinger kept paced with the mildly busy commander

“she’s not a commander cass, she’s just a commandant studying ana’s position before she heads off for maternity leave “ he corrected the young outlaw whilst skimming through files for an upcoming mission for his team

cole coolly shrugged his shoulders before placing his arms behind his head. “either way i feel like she’ll be good for you” he said which was followed by a teasing smirk as he watch the tips of the his brooding commander’s ears turned to a deep rue color

gabriel grew even more irritated with the young cowboys he knew his reaction would only cause more teasing from him which was making things worse, “good for me? w-what are you talking about cassidy?”

“you need a lady like that. strong, intelligent, not afraid to speak her mind…” he listed on his mechanical fingers as they walked side by side

gabe didn’t say anything else yet he agreed on everything with cassidy, however he’ll never let the gunslinger know due to his loose lips

“plus she got a nice ass in shorts” blurted cole which immediately catch gabe off guard making his instant swing on cassidy for his inappropriate comment

“whoops too slow jefe” cole snickered as he dodged the sudden attack swiftly

before gabe could stop himself from putting his full weight into his punch, it already connected with something else.. well someone else. turning his head to see what he hit instead of cassidy, he felt his stomach fall out his ass as his heart stopped

you sat on your elbows weakly as you watch your nose gush with blood while ana asked if you were okay. both the women looked towards him and he felt a deer in headlights, he couldn’t form a coherent thought which didn’t make his situation any better when his words were faster than his thoughts

“ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?!”

ana’s face was split between confusion and anger, “come dear, let’s quickly get you to dr. ziegler” he watched as she helped you up and usher you past him as she glared daggers into him while mouthing ‘i’m going to kick your ass in 9 months’

“real smooth commande-“ this time he didn’t miss with hitting cassidy. “suicides until you drop dead, cassidy” he spat as bruised cole sat flat on his butt rubbing the back of his head

“YOU PUNCHED HER!? WHAT THE FUCK GABE!?” jack expressed, beyond shocked from the information his longtime just shared with him

“it wasn’t on purpose! stupid ass cole kept running his mouth and i didn’t know she was behind us— FUCK! what am i supposed to do now?” gabriel felt defeated. he knew he definitely blew things out the water this time and completely understood if you didn’t want to be around his presence anymore

jack stared at his friend with a sympathetic smile as he shook his head, “my friend.. i have never seen you so off guard before… you got it bad for y/n”

“i do not!” gabriel denied

“oh really? so you’re just out and about punching women who happens to make you more nervous than a virgin at prom?”

“no.. she just… so many people have such good things to say about her and actually being around her… i see why she’s a showstopper— christ sake i got into tea so i can have something to talk about with her”

jack gave him a giant smile, amused at his friend’s crush. “just apologize and be direct because the gabriel reyes i know was never the guy to be standoffish with how he’s feels” jack placed a hand on his slumped shoulder and handed a bouquet of flowers to him

“tell her how you feel man..” he encouraged

gabriel stared at the various colors amongst the bouquet, his stomach swelled up with butterflies and that’s when he knew he had to do this now or be a coward.

so striding along the empty midnight hallways of the base, he found himself in a internal battle with if he was making the right call. ‘the worst she could say is screw you, reyes’ he tried to make himself feel better about it but the twisted feeling in the out of stomach seemed never ending and only intensified once he realized he was now approaching her quarters

he stared at the name plate saying your last name. he gave himself one last prep talk before knocking and clearing his throat whilst pressing the flowers into his chest.

“y/n? a-are you up?” his voice cracked a bit as he waited for an answer. He soon heard footsteps approach the door for a moment, probably looking at the camera who was at the door. Taking a guess she figured it was him, he heard the steps start to retreat causing panic in him

he reached for the door as he was reaching for her to stop her from disappearing. “y-you don’t have to open the door, but don’t walk away… please” he pleaded quietly. his heartbeat was basically the only he could hear at this point. it was now or never to fix things even if he felt like he was unprepared for this interaction, however he took a shaky breath before laying everything out on the table.

“look y/n.. we got off on the wrong foot, but i promise you i have no ill intentions towards you. i’m just…” he struggled to finally admit to these feelings that reeked havoc over his being for the past couple of months, but he knew he had to set the record straight.

“i’m just not used to having.. i guess a crush on somebody, you can say”

“you’re all everyone talks about and just hearing about your interests— the things you like, dislike or find amusing— you’re special, interesting and dead gorgeous a-and i’m sorry for being a complete idiot towards you” he finally admitted. it felt like a pressure has finally been lifted off of his chest

there was a silence and at this point gabe was fine with just the simple confess, at least he man’d up and no one could take that from him. he sighed defeatedly, softly placed the flowers by the door as he turned on his heels to head back his side of the base to sleep off this nightmare

suddenly he heard the sound of the automatic door opening, he turned around to see you dressed in silk royal blue robe as you bend down picking up the flowers. a small smile graced your full lips as your eyes flickered from the flowers to his being and never in his life he felt so exposed before

you held the flower close to your chest as you leaned against your doorframe with hand on your hip. “it took you elbowing me in my nose to finally confess to me? you got it bad commander” you shook your head before signaling him to come back with your index finger, “care to share a glass of taylor port? i heard it was your favorite.” you raised a brow, which caused a short chuckle to leave the speechless man as he made his way back

#overwatch #overwatch gabriel reyes #gabriel reyes x black reader #overwatch x black reader #gabriel reyes x reader #x black reader #overwatch fluff #gabriel reyes fluff

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a-very-bored-blogger · 1 year

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Hi! I saw that your requests were open and was wondering if I could please request some headcanons for Hanzo with a more shy s/o? Thank you in advance <3

Hanzo Shimada x Shy! S/O (Gender Neutral)

Hi here! Speaking as a former Hanzo fan, here are some of my headcanons for Hanzo with a shy gender neutral S/O:

Note: I’m assuming that reader here doesn’t have any abilities/combat skills

-When you and Hanzo first met, the way you speak and the way you stuttered indicated that you needed a bit help with letting out your thoughts

-He would often reciprocate your love through physical touch, always hugging you and making you feel safe.

-Pet names are mostly just "Koibito"

-He would usually ask you questions to see how comfortable you are with certain things

-But whenever he's tired, he would just hug you from behind, or hold you in bed, as if you're gonna leave him

"Koibito, do you like that?" He would ask as he caresses your neck, thigh or cheek

-He prefers having a shy S/O, the calmness and serenity you radiate would make for a good acomplice in his meditation sessions

-Dates would mostly be him taking you to quiet places at night, or sneaking to rooftops to eat some takeout together while looking at the beautiful city skyline

-He loves hearing any noise you make, may it be tiny squeaks, or mumbles or anything you say, either way he just enjoys being with your presence

-Whenever you seem stressed, he would bring a cup of hot sencha tea, alongside your favorite songs

-Give him headpats or caress his face, or maybe even a soft chaste kiss on his lips, cheeks

-Hanzo tries his best to appreciate everything you love and do so hopefully one day you could feel safe and comfortable enough with expressing your words with him

-Most nights are spent in bed, watching the TV or just enjoying each other's presence

-He would often give a soft chuckle whenever you have struggle expressing yourself, only to be followed with headpats alongside the words "Breath, take your time Koibito. I'm here for you."

-Whenever he's about to leave for a long journey, he would often grab your dominant hand and kiss it, bidding you goodbye and telling you how long he would be gone

note: I'm sorry for it being a bit short, I'm just not sure what to add since I'm not much of a shy person, but I hope this does you justice!

#hanzo+shimada+x+reader #overwatch hanzo #hanzo #hanzo shimada x reader #hanzo shimada #overwatch 2 #overwatch fluff #overwatch headcanons #hanzo headcanons

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sugarbooger513 · 1 year

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Hello! Would it be okay to request headcanons for Hanzo with a shy s/o? S/o is also more on the reserved side and respects his space, so she doesn't make a move easily. Would Hanzo eventually start showing affection despite his own reserved nature and take the lead or would he wait as well? Thank you in advance!

Oh my god my first Overwatch request!! I'm so excited it's for Hanzo. This man has already become super comforting for me.

I hope you enjoy what I've done! Sorry it isn't very long. Writing this was my reward for doing schoolwork.

Warnings: None really. Genji is a shit and Hanzo is baby. Mega fluffy.

First of all, he thinks you’re the cutest thing to walk this planet. Despite the way his heart races when you smile at him, he can’t help but smile at your instant blush.

Trust me, he knows you have a crush on him. You’re completely obvious.

However, he can’t help but wonder why. In his eyes, he’s a monster that doesn’t deserve someone as special as you. He feels selfish when the thoughts of you being with him cross his mind.

So he refuses to pursue anything no matter how badly he wants to love you. He’s sure you could be with anyone else and have a better person in your life.

When you walk by, or whisper his name so sweetly, he’s reminded just how precious you are.

So how do the two of you get together? That’s a really funny story..

“Oh come on, just say you think he’s handsome! I’m going to vomit if I have to see you staring at the back of his head with those fucking puppy eyes one more time..” Genji makes a fake gagging noise as your face warms considerably.

“Shut up! Geez.. it’s not like he pays any attention to me in the first place. He’s been quick to leave rooms I enter for the past week.”

“I promise it isn’t your fault. Trust me, I know my brother.” He removes his mask, revealing the kind smile you’ve learned to hear. “Just get him alone and-”

Genji pauses, smirking as he sees the man of the hour walking down the hallway. His hands are suddenly on your shoulders, shoving you into a room as he whispers a quick “stay” and rushes off.

You’re completely confused, but stay put as he requested. It doesn’t take long for you to realize what he was planning… because you can hear Hanzo questioning him down the hall.

“Genji, what are you freaking out about?!”

“Hanzo, brother, just follow me! I need you to help me check this room!”

Your eyes shoot open and you back away from where the brothers rush into the room. Hanzo meets your wide eyes with a very confused look. “Y/N? What are you-”

The bedroom door slams shut, and Genji is gone. Hanzo whips around and grabs the doorknob, trying to open it with a growl. “Genji! What is the meaning of this?!”

“I am not opening this door until you tell each other the truth!”

You shake your head, looking down as your face flares red hot. “G-Genji! He’s obviously n-not comfortable!”

Hanzo glances over his shoulder at you, his own cheeks starting to warm slightly. “Don’t concern yourself with me, Y/N. Genji, I am not playing with you!”

“I’m not either! I’m sick of my brother and closest friend tiptoeing around each other because they want to kiss or date or whatever!

Both of you freeze, now meeting each other’s gaze and stuttering.

“I swear your brother-”

“Genji has no idea-”

For two minutes or so, the two of you stutter and interrupt each other, going on until you both go silent, still staring at each other.

Hazno clears his throat. “G-go ahead. I insist.”

You gulp, swallowing down the lump in your throat to manage a few words. “You’ve.. Been avoiding me..”

His heart shatters hearing your words. “N-no! I mean, yes, but not because of you. It’s my fault, Y/N.”

“But why? Did I offend you?”

“No! Because.. Well,” he rubs the back of his neck, “because I think you’re.. Shit.. Y/N I know you have a crush on me.”

You let out a loud squeak, making him jump slightly. “H-how?! GENJI!”

“No no no! I just.. I can tell. Likewise, I have the same feelings for you, but I’m.. I’m scared of hurting you.”

You blink, watching with confusion as he looks away from your gaze. He takes your silence as a question in itself, so he continues.

“I am a monster, Y/N.. you deserve someone with a cleaner past than mine. You don’t want to be with-” He’s cut off as you walk closer and grab one of his hands gently in both of yours.

The smile on your face almost makes his knees buckle under his weight.

“I know your past.. Hanzo, I don’t care.” Your heart races, but you take a deep breath and continue. “I want you, not anyone else.” Your small hand gently runs up his arm, tracing the dragon tattoos on his arm.

He lets out an audible gasp, shivering slightly under your touch. “I.. I’ve never.. Been in a serious relationship.”

“So, if you want to try, we go at your pace. You’re worth it, Hanzo Shimada..”

He bites the inside of his cheek, willing away the distant part of him that wants to cry.

How long has it been… since I’ve felt so in love..

“I.. would like that a lot, Y/N.” He finally opens his hand, allowing you to lace your fingers together.

You let out an excited giggle as you swing your arms gently. “Yay! Now, we can start by eating dinner together… if that’s okay..”

“That sounds lovely, my dear. First-” He grabs the doorknob and finally yanks the door open, revealing a grinning Genji, “I have a little brother to beat.”

The grin is gone, and Genji’s flight mode kicks in as he takes off down the hall, yelling for Cassidy or Winston to save his cyborg ass.

#hanzo overwatch #overwatch x reader #hanzo x reader #hanzo shimada #hanzo shimada x reader #genji overwatch #genji shimada #overwatch fluff #hanzo fluff

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fandomnerd9602 · 4 months

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Widowmaker x Male Spider Reader

The reader is an ex-member of the Spider Society who joined Talon and fell in love with Widowmaker. He likes to hang upside down and admire his dear lover.

Y/N hangs upside down

Y/N: hey baby

Widow: will you please come down

Y/N: why? The view of you is fantastic

Widow: if you come down, I’ll make it up to you with a better view (winks)

Y/N: what are we waiting for?!

Y/N jumps down

#overwatch #overwatch fluff #overwatch imagines #overwatch incorrect quotes #widowmaker #widowmaker x reader #blizzard

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nori-writes · 1 year

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Hi there! May I request Cassidy with an s/o who can easily fluster him? Thank you in advance if you do this!

“You love it.”

Cassidy x Reader

W/C: 850+

A/N: YESS, I love Cassidy requests, sadly this is the last one I have (feel free to send more 👀) I’ve been obsessed with Overwatch recently especially Cassidy and Hanzo. One last funny little thing that I wanna share. So basically the way I write his accent is a just quietly talk to myself while I’m writing because I have a southern accent myself. Just thought it was a lil funny thing to share.

Also this isn’t proof read AT ALL. I wrote this in a couple periods of school.

Cole loves complimenting and flirting with you as often as he gets the chance to.

But as soon as you throw a compliment back at him he is a flustered mess.

Typically he's just fine taking a compliment from someone like another agent in Overwatch but when it's from you?

God help him.

Whenever he’s flustered he’ll pull his hat from his head to cover his face and take a moment to collect himself before even thinking about replying to you

It’s literally adorable.

Claims to hate it

He loves it.

He’ll glance over them and claim that your words don’t affect him

They most definitely do.

It was around midnight and Cassidy still hadn’t managed to find his way into bed. He had returned from a mission earlier and had meant to go home hours ago to change, shower, or even just to see you. God, he always missed you. Instead, he sat on a part of the counter in the base's kitchen, lights out, eating some cookies that Brigitte had made for all of Overwatch to enjoy and enjoy he did.

They were amazing, perfectly cooked but still a nice chewable, gooey texture to them with the perfect amount of chocolate chips and hit the spot at this time of night. If he was being completely honest though, he hadn’t realised how late it was getting to be. If he had he would’ve scurried his way home by now.

Though, the silence in the Overwatch kitchen at night was a weirdly comforting thing. The curtains were open just enough to bring in the perfect amount of moonlight to illuminate everything so that you weren’t tripping over stuff in the dark.

After a couple more cookies Cole had finally decided to pull out his phone and check the time which had read to be almost 1:00 AM. Determining that it was already far too late for him to be awake he decided on one last cookie before he would finally make his way to your shared bed for the night.

He pulled his last cookie out of the jar before taking a bite out of it as he realised your figure stood in the doorway, “Hey sweet pea, what’re you doin’ up at this hour?”

You left the doorway making your way closer to Cole. He noted that you were in pyjamas meaning that you had already been in bed as your voice came out in a groggy tone, “Someone had mentioned that you were back from your mission earlier today, I hadn’t seen you so I came looking for you. Missed your handsome face.”

He internally thanked that he had left the lights off when he came in here earlier, had he not the only thing to hide how embarrassingly red his face was currently would’ve been his hat. The hat which he wasn’t wearing currently.

There was an outline of a smile that came across your face, you weren’t able to fully see his reaction but you knew the effect that your words had on him. He was always the one who flirted with other people, never the other way around so when you threw his words right back at him the reaction was nothing but the best. He took a second to gather himself before he even thought about replying to you.

“Sorry, I hadn’t been lookin’ at the time. I meant to come n’ see you earlier. I kinda got caught up with Brigitte’s cookies, these things are amazing,” He praised the cookies while taking a bite out of the one he had grabbed before he noticed you were in the room.

You shook your head in agreement, hopping up on the counter next to him, laying your head onto his shoulder, “You thinking about heading to bed anytime soon?”

“Just ‘bout to after I finished this last cookie,” you let out a small hum of acknowledgement to his words looking up at his face, “Somethin’ on your pretty little mind sugar?”

You shook your head, “Nothing just you, all the time.”

All he could do was sigh with a smile on his face, the blush of his face much more visible with the closeness of the two of you, “Can’t be just sayin’ stuff that.”

“Yes I can, and you love it.”

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nanamimizz · 1 year

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tags: discussion of morality, discussion of death, just a conversation id want to have with hanzo, alcohol mentioned.

synopsis: sometimes the goodness of your heart scares hanzo.

“do you ever think you could kill someone?” hanzo asks you, eyes on his cup of sake. the december air is frigid and cold, as he looks over your silhouette outlined by the light of your balcony he can’t help but think how lovely your chilled cheeks look. you’re drinking tea, you don’t indulge too much in vices - he knows this, finds it admirable of you in a way. you swallow a mouthful of tea - spiced, sweetened and soft in your mouth as you mull over your answer.

you know of hanzo’s past - of the things his hands have done and the orders his tongue have commissioned. you never found it difficult to forgive. the blood that lies in his hands in something that was destined to be inherited just as flowers don’t get to choose where they bloom, children don’t get to choose which families they are born into. it was just poor luck that he was born into the shimada family really. you clear your throat for your answer.

“maybe? i don’t think i could, to be honest.” you reply, your breath misting out of your lips infront of you and hanzo isn’t ashamed to admit he is entrapped by the sight of it. you are beautiful in the way dreams are and he is bewitched by you completely.

“i think i wouldn’t be able to - even if my life was on the line i’d still hesitate.” you stop to blow into your chilled hands, he reaches over to hold them in his much warmer palms. hanzo has trained himself to survive no matter the climate or situation - it’s foolish to think a simple chilly night would be the thing that does him in.

“why? why would you hesitate?” he continues, eyes focused on your joint hands and thinks about how delicate your fingers are in comparison to his. his has a scar on his thumb, an accident with the bow and arrow from his childhood and he traces the beds of your nails almost reverently.

“because if i took this person’s life - even some masked stranger, i don’t think i would care for life the same way anymore. i think, i would slide down a dangerous slope ; if i can put my life above this stranger, someone who is surely loved by someone or something else - what’s stopping me from putting my life over a loved one’s? over a friend’s life, a family member’s life or,” you pause and let your eyes flash up to meet his. as your eyes meet his you are helpless to the awe of how hanzo is so beautiful. the way old willow trees and cobblestone roads are beautiful, from the arch of his brows to the streaks of grey in his beard and temples, you find that in hanzo without much looking.

“or?” he asks, begging you to continue. your break eye contact and look back down at your joint hands. your thumb rubs the bridge of his ring finger.

“or your life.” you finish, unable to meet his gaze as you simply gaze into your tea that is now surely cooled to the point you’ll want to reheat when you go back inside. for now you’ll just gaze at how gently hanzo holds your hand on this cold december night.

“you would put your life over mine?” he whispers, almost shocked by your admission. you peer up at him only to nod and bringing up a hand to hide your flustered expression.

“if we were in danger i would want you to live - no matter the cost. which is why i don’t think i could bear it, to become someone who can put my life above someone else’s. i always want to be the person that would always want you to live and to be safe. even if it’s without me.” you finished, tightening your hold on his hand and hanzo does not say anything, not for a while.

you’re okay with that. the two of you sit there, letting the wind and the moon accompany you two for a moment. the stars glimmer and the silence is broken by the man that holds your hand like a lifeline.

“you astound me with the goodness of your heart. it is near limitless and that frightens me.” he confesses and you hum, bringing his hand that you held to your lips to press a faint kiss to each finger.

“i have never met someone like you before - never in my life. i worry that one day, i’ll commit an act that frightens you and that you will run from me.”

his voice is quiet at the end, a whisper on the wind that blows gently around you. he watches as the hand you held is brought to your lips and you kiss the knuckles now, looking at him from over the ridges of his fingers. you hold his gaze kindly and softly.

“that will never happen, not ever hanzo. i will always be at your side even if you don’t think you deserve me to be.” you words are not whispers on the wind they are promises are clear as a spring of water and chime like the wind chimes you had at your aunt’s home growing up. his throat feels closed up, the sting in his eyes tells the tale of tears and he only nods, looking away from you unless he starts to cry from your beauty.

you smile, as kindly as you always do for him.

“let’s get inside. it’s cold.”

he nods and lets you pull him inside your warm apartment.

#lamb.writes #hanzo x reader #overwatch x reader #hanzo fluff #hanzo shimada x reader #overwatch fluff

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gentaro-kinniecom · 2 months

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It all started with a cup of coffee

Characters: Fareeha Amari (Pharah)/fem!reader

C/w: modern au!, you work as a barista with lena (tracer), fluff-ish, suggestive, romantic scenes, Fareeha flirts w you <3, first person pov! [Not proofread]

A/n: I love lesbians. Muah; Im still working on those love and deepspace fics..im just so busy with college stuff pls :,( anyways enjoy 😋

The coffee shop was unusually busier today, I groaned as the sight of the huge line outside grew with each minute that passed. Why did my shift had to be during lunch hour? I passed by the line of impatient customers, some angry at me (since they thought I was a cutting customer), and opened the door, my co-worker sighed in relief as she glanced my way. It seemed we’re understaffed today..

“What took you so long?” She asked, handing me my apron adorned with cute buttons, one of them being a lesbian flag, which people stared at it rather than me most times. Lena was regularly energetic, but today’s demand was so exhausting to the point where her usual smile faded in the back while preparing orders.

“Traffic. Go and take a break, you’ve more than enough have earned it.” She tried to complain about it, saying how I needed help taking and doing orders, but I insisted, giving her a slight push towards the break room while flashing me a smile.

Hours passed after taking customer’s orders alongside Lena that I didn’t notice it was already 5:30pm, we usually close at 7 but since tomorrow was a free day due to a small holiday event in town, the shop owner was nice enough to change the hour until 6pm for today. I began sweeping the floor and cleaning some tables when the small bell of the shop rang suddenly

“Would you mind taking their order? I have to take out the trash and finish up in the back” Lena asked as I looked up nodding and smiling her way before standing behind the register, not noticing who was in front of me.

“I’ll take a small cappuccino and the last vanilla cupcake” The voice sounded so familiar..I finally looked up to see my crush and classmate, Fareeha Amari. Her hair was messy in an attractive way and adorned with golden accessories. She smiled while meeting my gaze, knowing I had recognized her

“Fareeha? From Calculus class? It’s been a while” I said, writing her name on the cup and starting the coffee steamer.

“I’m glad you remembered, although almost no one in college now days don’t even take the time to know their professor’s names.”-there was a pause, she fetched her phone after it rang twice, apologizing before continuing-“I’ve been meaning to talk with you for a while now” Fareeha thanked me before taking small sips in between our current conversation. While I finished up on cleaning, Fareeha sat down, scrolling through some videos or social media in general.

When it came the time to close, she wished me a goodnight and left, then I noticed. She had left behind a note, her phone number was neatly written in her lovely handwriting. I quickly dialed the number, keeping the small paper in my pocket. Lena’s girlfriend, Emily, came to pick her up, they offered me a ride home but I decided to walk, thanking them while heading towards the subway.

In the morning, I decided to finally reach out to her after a long night of debating it. It’s all fun and games until Fareeha finds out the name her contact on my phone is. Nothing fancy, just ‘Pharah’, with a heart emoji on the side. Sitting down on the countertop, I reached for my phone, sighing while typing..

“Good morning! It’s Y/n, how are you?” As I awaited a reply from her, I began to prepare breakfast while trying not to think much about the text. To my surprise, my phone pinged, ‘1 message from Pharah♡’. I unlocked my phone, my heart accelerating within the second.

“Hey~! I’m doing good, better now that you texted me..by any chance are you going to tonight’s festival?” Oh? The question caught me off guard for a moment as I finished eating. Yes, I was planning to go alone however, if she’s inviting me, I wouldn’t mind.

“I have nothing better to do honestly, I’d love to go, why? You’re inviting~?” I asked, placing my phone on the counter of the vanity while going to take a shower. As I finished, my phone began to ring; Fareeha was calling me. I sighed upon seeing it was just a normal call and not facetime

“Hey, I thought you weren’t going to pick up. And to answer your question, yes, I’m inviting you out.” I grabbed my clothes, leaving the bathroom as I replied.

“Oh~? So like a date then?” There was a small paused before Fareeha chuckled,

“You’re cute, if you want it to be a date, I wouldn’t be opposed to it” Setting down my phone on my bed now, I started to dress myself before replying to her

“Sure~! Does 5pm sound good for you?”

“It’s perfect, I’ll pick you up too, just send me your address, see you” With that, she hung up. I then texted her my location; going on about my day until the time came for her to pick me up. A sudden knock on my door made me realize it was already 4:50pm, she even arrived 10 minutes early..I got up, reaching for the door and opening it

“Hi beautiful, you ready to go?” Fareeha asked, leaning against the doorframe with one arm as I smiled, taking in how good she looked

“I’ll go grab my purse, be right back!” While gathering my stuff, the realization dawned upon me, she was flirting with me, like we’ve been doing even before yesterday. I guess I was too distracted or oblivious to notice

“Thanks for waiting~” Our hands intertwined, walking out of the apartment complex, and toward her blue McLaren, the sides had a streak of gold, it looked beautiful. Fareeha opened the door for me, though the ride wasn’t that long, in 10 to 15 minutes we had already arrived to the event. It was late enough to go back for my jacket, I would’ve never thought it would be cold tonight. Fareeha seemed to notice as she quickly handed over her own

“If you were cold, you should’ve asked for my jacket, sweetheart” I nearly melted at her words, holding her hand while grabbing her jacket as we walked. I couldn’t help but stare at her now glossy lips as she applied some lipstick while letting go of my hand, only to quickly grab it as she smiled, eyes wandering from my eyes to my lips.

“I didn’t want to bother you” My voice was but a mere whisper, still, it made Fareeha laugh softly. We soon entered one of the restaurants around the block.

“Never, in fact, I’d love for you to ask for my things. My jacket suits you well” I nod, ordering a beverage along with something to eat together as Fareeha continued to stare at me, almost lovingly. After eating with her, we walked around town. She wouldn’t let me pay for anything, even with us getting matching key chains for our phones.

“You didn’t have to..don’t tell me you have a thing for spoiling people?” I inquired half jokingly, returning home with her. Fareeha’s hand gripped the steering wheel while the other rested on my thigh

“Only to people I really like..have you gotten the hint yet, or do I have to be more..direct with my feelings?” She teasingly spoke, parking nearby my apartment as I took off my seatbelt, looking over as she tried leaving the car. I grabbed her hand, leaning towards her

“What is it that you truly desire then? Go on, I’m all ears” A cocky smile appeared on her face, making me falter my grip when suddenly, Fareeha took hold of my hands, pushing me slowly against my seat.

“You hate it when I tease you yet..you’re out here playing games with me, honey”

“Okay and~? What’re you gonna do about it? Her lips crashed onto mine like a dream. It was as if tonight everything came to light. My hands caressed her face softly, leaning more into the kiss while Fareeha grabbed my hair, gently tugging it after parting away

“What~? Don’t tell me you’re speechless now?” I chuckled, my hand in hers; soon we left her car, upon arriving to my apartment, I kissed her goodnight. I couldn’t help but think of Fareeha throughout the entire night.

Months passed by, and I can proudly sat that my relationship with her has grown. To the point of moving in together a few months after she asked me to be her girlfriend. I was currently making breakfast, looking out the window to see the sky during the early afternoon. Hands suddenly wrapped around my waist as I smiled

“Good afternoon my love, sleep well?” Fareeha nodded gently, kissing my cheek while grabbing some orange juice from the fridge.

“Mhm, I never thought my dreams of having a life with you would become real, not that I’m complaining” She smiled, taking two glasses of orange-printed cups and pouring juice. At good timing too since I was done with breakfast. We sat together in the dinning table; Fareeha read the newspaper as I scrolled through some social media

“Hey, didn’t you say you wanted to visit the botanical garden last week?” She said, breaking the comfortable silence while taking our dishes back to the kitchen

“Yes, but, don’t you have to call and reserve beforehand? It’s not like we can show up without anything” Fareeha chuckled, after washing our plates, she went towards our shared bedroom and took out an envelope. Inside were two tickets for the garden

“You didn’t think I already planned ahead, right~?” I smiled, wrapping my arms around her as a small ‘thank you’. I couldn’t help but admire her eyes, the way her hair fell down onto her face…

“You’re staring..do I have something?” She looked concerned but I just laughed, kissing her softly, almost catching her off guard. Her hands quickly traveled towards my waist

“I just like staring at you, my beautiful girlfriend”

#overwatch x reader #overwatch #pharah x reader #pharah #pharah overwatch #fareeha amari x reader #fareeha amari #overwatch fluff #overwatch fanfiction #overwatch 2 x reader #lena oxton #tracer

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kortsitron · 9 months

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Ok how about a niran x gn (afab If possible) of where even with the super high tech of the ow world being so advanced, two people rediscover the beauty of hand written letters?

Love letter

✮ PARING Niran Pruksamanee × Gender Neutral! Reader

✮ WARNINGS pure fluff, implied genji x mercy (can be interpreted as now established relationship or past romance), ______ as (y/n), an actual love letter (might be cringe lol i tried to be romantic xd), established relationship

✮ SUMMARY You leave for a mission. In the meantime Lifeweaver rediscovers the beauty of love letters and decides to remind you how much you mean to him.

✮ A/N I absolutely fell in love with the idea when I saw the request and honestly I think love letters are so cute! And Niran is so perfect for it! Thank you so much for the request and I hope you're going to enjoy this one shot! ♡

“I’ll be back before you know it.” You smiled at Niran. Your hand was on his cheek, gently caressing it with your thumb.

Niran leaned in your hand, putting his hand on your own before sighed softly. “I know, my dear, I know.“ He looked at you with a soft expression. “I wish you could stay, I will miss you greatly.”

You were getting ready for a mission in a different country, far away from the Overwatch quarters. And Niran as much as he knew you had no choice, he really wanted you to stay. Not seeing you for a few weeks was an idea Niran wasn’t fond of.

“I know, Niran. But I’ll be texting and calling you as often as I can, it’s a promise.” Your promise made Niran’s heart skip a beat. For a moment, he got lost in your eyes.

His hands landed on your cheeks before he pressed a kiss on your forehead. “Be careful out there, I would be devastated if something were to happen to you.”

“I’ll be careful, no worries.”

It’s been a week since you left and Niran was feeling lonely already. He missed waking up and seeing your sleepy face in the morning, your voice and the way you look at him. He missed the morning kisses and caressing your hair while you were murmuring how much you want to sleep, but can’t. Thinking about it made him giggle.

He didn’t notice Angela coming into his office, he was waiting for a text from you. He was getting worried, even though he knew you were capable of taking care of yourself and you weren’t on your own on the mission.

“Niran?” Angela called out, carrying a box in her hands.

Medic looks up at her, before he comes to help her with the box. “Oh apologies. I did not notice when you came in.” Niran chuckled. “What’s in the box?” He asked, with his eyebrow risen as he put the box on his desk.

Angela shook her head, realizing that Niran forgot. “You asked me to bring you some books. I guess you’re so worried about ______ that you forgot.” She picked up a book, showing it to Niran. Embarrassment was visible on his face. “I don’t blame you, if my partner was on a mission without me, I would be worried too.” An expression of understanding showed itself on her face.

Niran gave a little nod. “Thank you, Doctor Ziegler.” He watched her leave his office while he took a look at the books.

While he was taking them out of the box, a piece of paper fell out of one of them. Niran picked up a piece of paper quickly, examining it. There was something written on the paper, he wasn't sure if he should read it, but curiosity got the better of him.

And he quickly realized he was reading a love letter. By the date he assumed it was after Overwatch fell back in the day. And it was written from Genji to Angela. It was written beautifully, it sounded so perfectly that for a second, Niram wished he was the one to receive it. To know how it feels to be the one receiving a letter specifically for you, full of love and passion.

It made him think about you. And then an idea came to his mind.

He was going to write a love letter to you!

The idea of you reading his letter, blushing and smiling while doing so, made his heart flutter.

And that's how he spent the rest of his evening writing a said love letter.

The idea was there, but at first he had some trouble. He ended up throwing a few sheets of paper, because of the fact he wasn’t satisfied enough with his work. He sighed, looking around his office, like the answers he was looking for were hidden in the room.

He then heard a melody coming from his phone. You were calling him. His lips curled into a smile immediately.

Niran picked up the phone and answered the call. “______, dear! How are you doing? I’ve been waiting for a message from you!” His voice was full of joy.

“Sorry, I meant to text you earlier, but the situation got heated.” You explained. You heard a little gasp coming from. “I’m okay, I’m okay.” You said as soon as you heard the gasp. “I got some bruises, but no serious injuries.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” Niran was relieved to hear that. “I miss you a lot. Do you know when you’re coming back?”

“Unfortunately, no. But let’s hope everything will go smoothly and I should be back in two weeks.” You said with a shrug. “Are you working on something new or…?”

A chuckle escaped his lips, his fingers played with the pen in his hand. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” You were almost sure he had a smirk on his face when he said that.

“How mean of you to not tell me!” You tried to sound as serious as possible, but you ended up laughing. “You seriously won’t tell me? Why not?”

“Because I don’t like to be the one to spoil surprises, my darling.”

You huffed, clearly not liking Niran's answer. “Okay, okay.”

“Don't worry, I’ll make sure you’ll find out soon.”

“Alright.” You yawned. “I’ll do my best to call you tomorrow. I’m so tired.”

“I understand.” Niran nodded, he wished he could talk with you at least a bit more, but your rest was much more important.

“Wish you were there, it’s not the same without you.” Your voice was soft and quiet. “Goodnight, Niran.”

“Goodnight, my dearest.” He replied before you hung up.

And then it hit him.

“Wish you were there, it’s not the same without you.”

After hearing those words from you, he decided to write about how much he missed you. How much he wished he could be with you, he could hug you, kiss your gorgeous face.

He felt inspired and he began to write. After being inspired, writing was much easier than before. He sprayed the finished letter with your favorite perfume of his.

He waited till the morning to send you the love letter. He put the letter in the mailbox with a smile, he couldn’t wait for you to read it.

“Hey, ______.” Cassidy called out, making you look up at him. “Looks like you got a letter.” The cowboy grinned, holding a letter in his hand.

“A letter?” You were clearly confused, you forgot letters existed. You didn’t remember the last time you’ve gotten a letter.

You took the letter from Cole. You opened the letter and then you smelled a familiar scent. Niran’s floral perfume, it was delicate and sweet. He always liked these types of perfumes, he had a soft spot for them.

After a few moments of letting the smell remind you of your partner, you began to read the letter.

My dearest ______,

I’ve been missing you greatly since you left. Whenever I lay down and go to sleep, I wish to wake up and see your lovely face. To give it a kiss and to hear your voice as you’re still half-asleep. I wish to caress your messy hair and cuddle with you. Feeling your warmth always makes my days better.

My days seem lifeless without you, like all my happiness was stolen from me. I feel like a flower without sun - I cannot bloom without you.

I miss hearing you laugh, hearing your cute little snort and seeing how your eyes water when you giggle at the silliest jokes. I miss your blush when I compliment you.

I miss you so much, my dear. I wish to see you soon.

Yours truly,

Niran ♡

A blush appeared on your face and your heart began to beat faster. This is not what you expected to get from Niran, but you weren’t disappointed. You were far from being disappointed.

You couldn't help, but grin once it made its way on your face. You felt like you fell for Niran all over again.

“What is it, love?” Lena asked, seeing how happy you suddenly were.

“Looks like someone got a love letter.” Cassidy teased. “It must have been good, since ______ is so worked up over it.” He chuckled.

“Awww. This is so adorable!” She exclaimed. “You should write him a letter too!”

You thought about it for a second. You’ve never written a love letter before, but why shouldn't you try. Niran deserved to read so nice and heart-warming too. You just were worried if you could write something as good and romantic as he did.

After a little thinking, you decided you were going to write him a letter back.

After two weeks and 4 days, you were finally back.

You entered the Overwatch headquarters along with a few other agents that were your comrades on the mission.

“______!” You heard Niran’s melodic voice and before you had a chance to react, you were pulled into a tight hug by him. “I missed you so much!” He kissed your temple.

“I missed you too, it’s so good to see you!” You giggled at the kiss. “Did you get my letter?”

“Of course. I absolutely loved it.” He gave you a peck on the lips. “Now come on, my dear. You must be tired after three long weeks of fighting and planning. Allow me to take care of you.”

#overwatch #gender neutral reader #gender neutral language #overwatch 2 #overwatch x reader #overwatch imagines #lifeweaver #niran pruksamanee #overwatch lifeweaver #niran pruksamanee x gender neutral reader #overwatch niran #niran pruksamanee x reader #lifeweaver x reader #ow lifeweaver #lifeweaver x you #fluff #overwatch fluff

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junkratsjunkertown · 1 year

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Hello! Can I get a healer S/O with Sigma or junkrat, who is always worrying about his safety and such.

Of course. I did both and Junkrats is under Read More. I used actual Build-a-Bear stuffed animals from their website. I also did the research for Junkrat because I wanted to get the terminology right and checked multiple sources for pain relief. If I got anything wrong or if I should add something to Junkrat’s please let me know and I will correct it because I want the information to be correct.

Worried Personal Healer

Sigma

You’ve known Sigma since the day he arrived at Overwatch

You were always worried about his health

Both his mental health and physical health

You always requested to be a part of every mission that Sigma was assigned to

Jack knew how you felt about the older Astrophysicist and knew that you wouldn’t talk to him if something bad happened to Sigma

You did heal the other team members on the missions, but your main focus was Sigma

Sigma is very thankful to have you in his life and let’s you know that everyday

He knows that he can go to you if he needs someone to talk to about his problems (even though he does go to therapy)

He returns the favor by protecting you during missions

He knows that your office and your room are safe spaces because he’s a little paranoid that his room might have hidden microphones and cameras

You also carry around fidget toys for the older man to use during meetings, therapy, or anytime he’d like to use one

You ended up making him a Build-a-Bear for his birthday

You made him the Online Exclusive Piglet Gift Bundle with Sound

You wanted to use your own voice for the sound but decided against it because you knew if you did he wouldn’t keep it in his room

He loved the gift so much because Piglet reminded him of you because you are shorter than him and you always worry about him

Junkrat

Junkrat is a different case because he is so used to only having Roadhog caring about him and his health

You ask him how his prosthetic arm and leg feel each time you see him

You give him medication in case the Phantom Pain gets unbearable

You also let him and Roadhog know that there are other options to relieve the Phantom Pain in case neither of them have painkillers and if you’re not around or on vacation

On missions you constantly make sure that Junkrat is alright

You have always been concerned with his usage of bombs to fly through the air

You let him know that you do know someone who can fix his prosthetics whenever they become too damaged for him to fix

You also let him know that he does need to clean his Residual Limbs often just in case there are any sort of cuts or other injuries

He only showers for you because he knows that you worry about his physical health

It takes him a while to fully open up to you about his past and why he only talks to Roadie about his feelings

But he does go to you when he needs to talk to someone and Roadie isn’t available

You keep bomb plushies (they don’t explode but some of them do make explosion sounds.)

You and Roadhog end up making Junkrat two stuffed animals from Build-a-Bear for when he misses you two when you both or one of you are busy, on vacation, or on a mission without him

Roadhog made him the Online Exclusive Pinky Pig and you made him the Strawberry Cow Scented Gift Set

For the sounds of the plushies you both recorded your own voices. Of Roadhog was the voice for the pig

He loves both of them

#overwatch x reader #junkrat x reader #junkrat x reader fluff #junkrat fluff #overwatch sigma x reader #overwatch fluff #sigma x reader #sigma fluff #Overwatch sigma x reader fluff #sigma x reader fluff

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thisfanisgonesorry · 1 year

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I'd love to request some Junkrat dreaming about his parents, especially his Mum

And how proud they are of him

Give me the feels!

started writing this fic the second u sent it (sorry tf2 fans) cos ive been brainrotting on my sweet boy augh anyway, made this junkrat/you fic just so i could work it into my sleepy time fics and also cos .. youll see

tags: fluff, light angst, sleepy time fic number 3, comfort,, heavily based off shit i grew up w as a kid in australia, paranormal ghost shii, genderneutral reader, open interpretation,, weird pov thing oops

heavily inspired by these 3 clips just in case ur interested :-) (spoiler warnings obv)

[game of tones] [bobs burgers] [tf2 comic #5, old wounds]

<3<3<3

He woke up in his childhood home, he furrowed his eyes at the surroundings and sat up, confused at how he fell asleep on the couch, and the TV buzzed from the heat. The kids channel was inactive as it tended to be late at night. He was remembering things that he hadn’t seen in years. He sat up and went to wobble his way around the building before both feet landed on the carpet.

He paused, noticing both legs in tact, then realising his arm was too. “It’s a dream.” He said plainly, realising what was happening. He began to make his way towards the kitchen, the bright light seeping down the hallway and into the dark lounge room.

“Jamison!” The tall blonde woman called out to him.

“...Ma?” He looked at her confused and she handed him a plate full of meat and vegetables.

“I was wondering when you’d wake up, tea was about to go cold.” She smiled warmly at him, all he could really do was smile weakly back. “Something the matter?”

“Uh.. Nah, nah.” He hesitated.

He’d dreamed of his mother before but not quite to this much extent. Not this much detail, it was uncanny how real it felt.

“Dinner looks good.”

She placed her plate of food on the bench and put a hand on his face. “You look so grown up.” She frowned at him slightly.

“What?” He was taken back and put his plate on the bench too.

“How long has it been?”

He froze for a minute. “Close to fifteen years.” She kept rubbing her thumb over his cheek before he pulled her hand away.

“That’s a long time.” She laughed softly. “What’s happened?”

He furrowed his eyebrows and shrugged casually. “Not much.. Lost my leg.. Lost my arm.. Survived the Omnic Crisis.”

She grabbed his now in-tact amputated arm and ran her hands over his forearm. “That must’ve been hard.”

“It was.”

He was a little uneasy about how she somehow knew which arm was gone. They just stood there in silence for a long period of time.

“Is this real?” Jamie laughed awkwardly. “It’s just a dream, right?”

She looked up at him and a moment’s silence passed over them and a sense of knowing filled the air.

“I’ve missed you.” She said softly.

“I’ve missed you too but how.. How are you..?”

“I bet you’ve done great things since I’ve been gone.”

He pressed his lip into a fine line at her changing the topic but then frowned at the knowledge that she would not be proud of her son if she knew of all the awful things he’s done.

“I don’t know about that..”

“What have you been up to?” She responded casually, as if making small talk with a friend you see once a month.

“I’m a criminal now.” He shrugged with a nervous laugh. “I make a lot of money and.. It makes me happy, I’ve met a lot of good people through it. I’ve travelled the world.” He rambled a little, almost like he was trying to sell a product.

“If it makes you happy, then I’m proud of you.” She sounded faintly disappointed yet still felt genuinely proud of him for finding what makes him happy and finding people that he loved.

“You’re not.. Upset?”

“I think I can understand why things happened the way they did.” She placed a reassuring hand on his arm. “You’ll always be my baby, no matter what. I don’t think it makes you a bad person for trying to survive.”

There’s another long gap of silence, both not sure what to say next.

“Tell me about your friends.”

“Ah, my friends?” He hesitated. “Where do I even start?”

“Tell me about the big one.” She smiled.

“Roadhog? His names Mako but he don’t like when we call him that. He’s my best friend, he’s basically like a brother. He’s been there for almost everything, thick and thin, y'know? He's the only person who I can really count on.”

“And the other one?”

“Y/n.. They’re.. Well. I'm lucky to have ‘em, I think you'd love ‘em too. Y’know, in a strange way, they remind me a lot of you. They’re both really important to me and I’m grateful to have them.”

Silence lingers in the air once again, an awkward stillness of uncertainty. What do you even say in this situation? What could you possibly talk about?”

“So.. There’s an afterlife?” She stayed silent. “Why’d it take you so long to visit? Why are you suddenly visiting me now?”

“I think you know why.” A lot of ideas raced through his head, so many possibilities on why. She spoke plainly with a slight sentiment of sadness at the end of her words. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

She wrapped her arms around his torso and pulled him into a tight embrace. He hesitated but hugged her back, savouring the moment.

“I think it’s time for you to wake up.” She said softly.

“I don’t want to yet.” He said as she pulled out of the hug and kissed his forehead.

He jumped awake with a loud gasp. I was leaning over him with my hand resting on his shoulder. “Jamie? Are you okay?”

“Huh?”

“You’re crying.”

He wiped his face in a hurry with his hand and attempted to with his bicep.

“I’m fine just.. Realising some stuff.” He smiled up at me warmly though it was clear something happened to upset him.

“You can talk to me, you know?”

“I know.” He continued to smile. I handed him a water bottle and smiled back at him. “I’ll tell you about it later. Just gotta think on it.”

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