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Overwatch 2 x Cowboy Bebop
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Be gay do crimes they said
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pochipop · 6 months
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#OVERWATCH !! ♡ — COMING BACK HOME TO YOU.
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#. synopsis! — how they greet you after being gone for a bit .
#. characters! — pharah, moira, tracer, sombra, ashe .
#. warnings! — none .
#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw), @hhoneypop (moodboards) .
#. others! — navigation & masterlist .
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# PHARAH (FAREEHA) !! ♡
In spite of the soreness and the body aches from parading around in her heavy armor for the last few weeks, Fareeha’s face lights up with a smile the moment she sets her eyes on you. All those restless nights on duty simmer out to a distant memory now that she’s seen your face again. She doesn’t care who's around to see as she pulls you in, hugging you tightly, —almost crushingly (in a good way.) You bury your face in her chest, taking in her scent and her body’s natural warmth. In the embrace, she revels in your presence, allowing herself the time to reacclimate to your affection in lieu of the harsher conditions of battle. Though she’s trained long and hard to be the top-notch soldier that she is now, it’s hard to deny the downsides of her job now that she has someone waiting for her back home. The drawbacks aren’t enough to keep her on the ground forever, at least not right now, but one day she knows there’ll be a time when she returns, and it will be the last. The frontlines won’t call her name any longer. . . But you will. And you’ll let her hold you all the same. She leans in to kiss you, cradling your cheeks in her calloused hands, mumbling how much she’s missed you against your lips, and in a rare lack of stubbornness, she won’t argue when you tell her she should go and get some much-needed rest.
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# MOIRA !! ♡
Moira doesn’t like to be fussed over, but she’s not beyond affection. Not in private, at least. Upon her return, she’ll take her time tying up any loose ends from the mission, walking through the labs on three hours of sleep at most, but her mind still sharp as ever. It’s incredible, really, the force that woman is even on the worst of days. She’ll make you wait until her work-related tasks have all been handled appropriately, —and then she’ll finally turn her attention to her sweet, lovesick angel who’s been waiting so long for her arrival. When she does, it’s almost like the weight of the world falls away, both from your shoulders and her own. She may not show it outwardly, but you can tell by the way her body loses the majority of its tension that she’s relieved, at least in part, to be home with you. The intensity of her focus is always the same, whether it falls on one of her experiments, or on you, —the one who waits so patiently for her to come back. There’s a warmth in her eyes when she looks at you that she seldom shows with others, and it leaves you weak in the knees. Although Moira isn’t keen on the over-the-top reunion sort of greeting, she’ll welcome you into her arms once the two of you are alone, and she’ll have no problem kissing you deeply, if only to remind you that she truly does love you, even if saying it isn’t her strongest suit.
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# TRACER (LENA) !! ♡
Lena doesn’t waste a single moment from the second her two feet hit the ground. Any thoughts of a relaxing cup of warm tea or a hot shower to soothe the lingering aches are drowned out entirely by her tunnel visioned desire to see and hold you as soon as humanly possible. She’s been thinking of you the entire time, especially so since she began the journey back home, every inch of her just thrumming with excitement. The instant she sees your face, she meets your gaze with a wide, happy smile and dashes over, arms wide open to wrap them around your frame. She showers your face in a cascade of peppered kisses, hoping they might get her point across better than murmuring “I missed you” a thousand times over ever could. You giggle at the display, and she keens at the sound, —it’s like a long overdue melody that soothes all the bruises littering her skin. It’s all too easy to get lost in the togetherness, and Lena practically melts at the feeling your lips pressed against her own in an ardent kiss. Sure, she loves her job. She loves helping people, loves saving the day, —loves being a hero for those who need it. But at the end of all things, she knows the fulfillment of going on missions will fade one day, and when she’s left only with the bliss of savoring your lips on hers. . . Well, she thinks she’ll be just fine.
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# SOMBRA (OLIVIA) !! ♡
For all the things she is, Olivia has never been particularly sentimental. She plays life fast and loose, taking risks that no one else will, —and sometimes it’s just for the sake of it. Still, she comes back and it’s like she left a little part of herself in your hands the entire time, hoping you’d keep it safe and secure. Though she teases you for tearing up or openly admitting that you missed her, there’s always an unspoken admission that she feels the same way, even if she’s a little too proud to say it. She isn’t too proud, however, to hold you close, —tightly enough to convey all the feelings she bottles up to keep herself from looking like a fool, stumbling over pathetic attempts at confessions of love. It’s easier this way, when you take her playful ribbings for what they are: a love language within themselves. It’s easier when she doesn’t have to bare her soul and strip herself apart for you to believe that she cares. She’ll jest with you about how smitten you are, never losing that nonchalant facade; but in between the lines is a warmth unlike any other. A love like hers really seems to transcend the need for explicit declarations of infatuation, so even when she doesn’t lay overt affection on thick enough for you to drown in, you never doubt that you’ll always be the first to know when she arrives back home.
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# ASHE !! ♡
When she’s certain that all of her ducks are in a row, Ashe doesn’t mind letting you fawn over her a bit behind closed doors. If you were anyone else, she’d be halfway to biting your head off the moment you smooth your hands over her shoulders, asking if she’s hurt, —if things went well, if she needs anything from you now that she’s back. . . But you aren’t just anyone, and she’s begrudgingly accepted how much she cares for you, even on her worst days. She never goes into much detail about what happens while she’s away. That’s for her to know and you to stop thinking about, but she’ll offer little tidbits every now and again, and she’ll talk to you in that smooth, southern accent that drips just like molasses until she grows tired of the monotony of conversation and shuts you up with her mouth on yours. Words become obsolete, and the warmth of her lips speaks volumes that even prose never could. The unspoken parts of her endeavors might remain locked away, but the sweetness of her affection is an open book. As far as she’s concerned, letting you sit on her lap is proof enough that she’s just fine, and you’ll get the hint sooner or later. You’re a clever one, after all. Above all else, Ashe isn’t keen on living in the past. When things happen, the pieces fall where they may, and she’s long since decided that it’s better to just move forward, closure or not. Needless to say, she’s found that a little make out session never hurts to push the progress onward in that regard, so you can keep her company for a bit before she returns to her typical position, and she’s always sure to make it worth your while.
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h1raya-m4nawari · 8 months
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arkhonarchive · 1 year
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will u be the oui to my haw ....
(this is a redraw of an old thing, see it + the process below the cut)
the og:
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the multiple periods of self reflection i had during this god forsaken process:
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a-bluedream-posts · 7 months
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Ashe 05 by kalinkafox
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Hi! Can I request reader getting comforted by Mercy, Ashe, Junkerqueen, and Moira? Maybe they fell while out on a walk or something and needs some love from their girlfriend? Or you can do what you want, I don’t mind. I’m just in love with these 4 😭
this is so cute 😭thank you for requesting! My computer has been a little wack but the problem is fixed! Hopefully I can get out some fics sooner!!!!
Mercy, Ashe, Junker Queen and Moira comforting their s/o
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Mercy
-Angela sat in her office, filling out paperwork and typing numbers on her laptop. She barely noticed when you opened the door and called her name
-You decided to visit her office after a hard day. Your computer was still messed up from the last week IT promised you they would fix and you spill your coffee all over your desk with important paperwork. After waiting almost 2 hours, your computer was fixed but you were now swarmed with work
-After getting angry phone calls all day and sending emails, you just wanted to spend time your girlfriend. The last thing you need was to trip over your own shoes. You looked up and recognized some of Angela's assistants...that just watch you trip over yourself. They seem to be giggling while walking away
-That was your breaking point, eye stinging as tears threaten to fall from your eyes. You got up and speed walked over to her office, wiping your face hurriedly while sniffling
-When Angela looked up from her laptop, she saw that you were in tears, "Liebling, what's the matter?". You couldn't answer her, you just put your face in your hands and cried. It seemed her just asking what was wrong was the last thing to make you break down
-"Oh my baby...Come here mien schatz," She whispered, stretching her arms out for you to come sit on her lap. You immediately went to her and sat down. She rubbed your back, "Let it out, tell me what happened," she asked
-Through tears and sobs, you told her your day. The last bit of her of her assistants ticked her off, "I'm sorry about your day liebling...and I will say something to those two, don't you worry," she promised, moving your hair out of your face
-You gave her a smile, "Thank you baby, you're an angel," you said, giving her a kiss on the lips <3
Ashe
-Elizabeth was having B.O.B run errands as she filled out some paperwork. Being head of a gang isn't easy work physically, but also financially
-You walked into her office unannounced, this annoys your girlfriend but after the shit you had to deal with? No, you need to be with her
-Earlier while training, you hurt your shoulder while shooting off a shotgun. What made the pain worse was her gang was laughing at you, pointing and rubbing it in
-You almost wanted to cry, the tears sat in your eyes, but you sucked it up and kept going. Even after training you were still teased, "I could see you were about to cry", "You were acting like a little bitch, it doesn't hurt that bad!", and "You're such a crybaby"
-The last comment hurt the most, you're not a crybaby...you just got hurt and it was a natural reaction to pain
-Ashe looked up from her work, "I told y'all to knock- Oh, hey sugar, what's wrong?" she asked, putting her work down. You shook your head, holding your shoulder, "I hurt myself.."
-"Aw pumpkin.." she got up from her seat, embracing you in a hug, "Tell me everything that happened," she cooed, kissing your forehead. As you explained the story to her, she cut you off, "What do you mean they were making fun of you?! I'll gut them like fishes!" she yelled, grabbing your hand and dragging to your shared bedroom
-Elizabeth had laid you down and put a heating pad under where you hurt shoulder is. She kissed your forehead, "I'll take care of this baby, you just lay here and I'll take care of ya. But for right now, I have some business to take care of.." she mumbled, kissing you before leaving the room
-You laid comfortably in bed, warmth embracing you as you heard you lovely, sweet girlfriend yell and scream at her gang in your honor <3
Junker Queen
-Again, again, and again. You were trying to weld two pieces of metal together but kept failing. For a couple weeks now you have been making your own armor and weapons
-You wanted to show off your own work and prove to the people around you that you are handy and can live in your junker town, but to also you're useful
-The sparks flying kept hitting your skin, making you more frustrated by the minute. Your forearms were almost burnt for sure due to the heat you were working with you. A stray spark flew and hit your shoulder, causing you to jump in pain
-Groaning, you threw the torch down and removed your mask. You were officially over this. You got up, almost stomping away like a child. You found your girlfriend slouching in her throne. Without saying a word, you sat in her lap and hid your face in her neck.
-"Woah..Hey babe, what's the matter?" she asked, awkwardly resting her hand on your lower back. You went on and explained your frustration, "I've been trying so hard, so hard...And I can't.." you choked, tears of built up frustration coming out.
-She wrapped her arms around you, "Aw baby...I know it's really hard, I never could do it in the beginning and that stuff does take practice. But for now take a break and relax, I got ya.." She whispered, kissing your temple
-Odessa let you sit in her lap and relax. She kept kissing your head and whisper comforting words you till you fell asleep. She decided to lay you down for the night. When you're in bed, Dez kisses your forearms, hoping her kisses would make your skin feel better
-When you woke up the next morning, you saw your armor that was barely assembled, built completely. You got up to examine the work, Odessa definitely saw your concept sketches and finished it for you <3
Moira
-Her lab was extra quiet today, nothing and no one was bothering Moira with her test. This was heaven... unlike her door opened
-She would've told that person to leave right away but she heard you pained voice, "Dear...why are you crying?" she asked you as you made your way towards her
-You were obviously crying, holding a towel over your hand, "I-I was making lunch and.. I cut my hand really bad and it's bleeding.." you sobbed. Moira saw the red stain on the pristine white towel
-"Oh gosh.." she mumbled, immediately taking you over to a clear table. She sat you up on the table, removing the towel, "You cut deep, no matter, I can fix what is broken..". Using her biotic grasp, she held your bleeding hand in her damaged one as the normal one sprayed out a yellow healing "spell"
-You felt a slight sting at the first but soon you started to feel more relaxed. You looked up at your lover, seeing her focus at her work
-"Thank you Moira.." you mumbled, feeling small as she meets your gaze. "It's my job to take of you..." she said, pulling away to dispose of the bloody towel
-You rubbed your now healed hand, "I know, but I still am thankful for you taking care of me...and I did interupt your quiet time," you smiled at her. She couldn't help but smile back, making her way back to you. She stood between your legs, her hands cupping your face, "I couldn't let anything happen to my one and only favorite person," she teased, leaning down to kiss you. "Now I can also spend of my 'quiet time' with you,"
-Moira picked you up, went and sat in her personal chair, and held you in her lap. It was hard for her not to go back to work, but she decided for now at least, she would hold you in her arms <3
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colemorrison · 3 months
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Okay look, I’m not crazy… Well I mean I am a little but it’s fine… Here’s some yandere overwatch..
This will include blood, possessive behavior, blah blah.. Mauga, Ashe, Junkrat, Sombra, Sigma and Ramattra are included.
Mauga :
He was always this over protective right? He threatened anyone who looked at his friends right?
"Where ya going? You're supposed to stay with me remember? Who will protect you and keep you safe if you're not with me?"
The look in Mauga's eyes was slightly scary, desperation pooled in them, he needed you after all. What would he do without you? He'd simply pass away.
"No, no.. You can't go see them. Stay with me, don't you wanna be safe? Darling, I don't want to have to tell you again."
His touches were rough, almost too rough, like he was worried someone would steal you.
"Can't have anyone taking you away from me, mine... All mine."
Ashe :
"Awh how cute, you think you have a chance with them? Oh no, they're mine.. Lay a finger on them and I swear I will show you what hell is."
Her fingers danced over your shoulders, displaying how only she could touch you, touch your body. Ashe was practically dangling you in front of them, showing exactly how much power she had over you.
"Aren't they just adorable? Such a sweet sight, look all you want. But I'm not keen on sharin'."
It happened so fast, painted nails digging into your throat, a shot firing straight past you toward the man, blood splattering across your face and Ashe's.
"No one gets to see my pretty little thing and live. Now.. Each time you think about going toward someone else, speaking to someone else, anything with someone who isn't me, I want you to remember this moment."
Junkrat :
"I'll kill em! They can't have you, you belong to me remember? I will make sure none of them even look at you."
His fingers gripped your skin, he couldn't let you go, his body wouldn't let him, what if you ran away? He can't possibly live without you, you're his favourite person, he needs you.
"Maybe I'll make you a nice little place and keep you here, that way you can never ever leave me. Would you like that? I would, I would love to wake up to you every morning."
Jamie's metallic hand drew hearts all over your back, obsessive traced hearts decorating your skin because of how hard he pressed.
"Mine, mine, mine, mine."
Sombra :
She had access to everything possible, she knew every little thing about you, that thing you wanted to hide and completely forget? Oh.. Olivia knows.
"What do you want for your birthday?"
"My birthday? I didn't tell you my birthday."
"You didn't have to, I know everything about you."
Her tone was playful but you could tell she was serious, the way her finger nails traced over the veins in your wrist showed you that..
"You have no idea mi amor, you are everything to me.."
Sigma :
Yes you knew he was insane but this..? Paper's scattered across his room, photos of you, photo's you didn't take. Your name written repeatedly over the walls, it was his own little sanctuary of you.
"See? I love you. No one else loves like I do."
His eyes were full of obsessiveness, insane cackles leaving his throat as he pinned up more photos of you. He needed to be surrounded by you at all times, he would go absolutely insane without it.
"It would be such a shame if this went poorly. I do not wish to kill you and then myself just so no one can have you."
Ramattra :
He took care of you but you weren't allowed to speak to anyone, absolutely no one. If you needed something you ask him, if you need help you ask him. He's learned how to do anything you might need, that way you'll never ever need anyone else.
"What is it? Oh you're hair is tangled? Well let me help you."
Ramattra moved you to sit on his lap, a brush softly going through your hair while his other hand held you by the throat.
"I need you to be still, you can handle this right?"
He chuckled at the small nod you gave.
"Ah.. My wonderful little pet human. No one else even knows you exist anymore, you really do belong to me."
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Now... I've never written something like this so enjoy, also I wrote this with the help of @bruhhhh-huhhhhh. So he deserves some credit too.
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NSFW Overwatch Women Headcannons and Drabbles Part One
Warnings: NSFW themes, Over stimulation, Primal Play, shibari, Bimbofication, Cockwarming, use of pet names, exobitionism, knife play, light blood play, somnophilia, power play, findom, mind breaking, mommy kink, size kink/size queen
A/N:there are sixteen women on the roster, I am splitting this into two parts.
Includes: Widowmaker, Ashe, D.Ava, Kiriko, Junker Queen, Moira, Mercy, and Pharah
Ashe
A pillow princess brat, loves a good pleasure dom partner. She doesn’t want control all the time, she has it whenever she wants outside the walls of your home, she just feels the need to give you a little pushback about it.
Loves overstimulation, the feeling of truly being “fucked-out” makes it feel rewarding, but sometimes she can’t keep up.
Huge Praise kink, but on the giving end. She tells you how good you make her feel and make sure you know you are doing good
“Come on, you can give me one more,” your back stung as her nails left angry red trails over your skin, but you reviled in the pain and it only encouraged you. The woman below you could barely speak, mascara running down her cheeks and sweat making her hair cling to her forehead as she tried to form a cohesive thought. Her moans brought you more joy than a kid on Christmas.
You watched her mouth quiver as she tried to speak, drawing out your pace to give her some time, only to feel her nails dig a bit harder into your shoulders.
“Don’t slow down, I’m so close.”
Widow
Switch-top leaning, and Vers-dominant leaning. She isn’t opposed to bottoming or subbing, some times even asking to.
I have heard it from plenty other people, and I agree. Widow is into primal and adrenaline inducing scenarios. That “rush of the kill” she craves so much? She sedates it as best she can with the feeling of your capture, and how once caught you are simply, hopeless.
When she bottom’s it’s not that often, but you catch the little queues that she just needs to release, so it’s more gentle, and she seems like a rope bunny for the security it can bring.
“There you are, my precious Mouse,” you didn’t have the chance to react before her hand wrapped around your throat from behind, pulling you into her and forcing you to look up.
Her other hand made its way up your shirt, ghosting her fingers over your torso up to your chest. You felt her mouth brush your ear lobe, planting a kiss on the open skin of your neck.
“That heart of yours is racing, yet you could never out run my efforts. If only the rest of you moved like that, then subduing you would be much more… thrilling.”
D.va
Sub, bottom, done and dusted. She unironically likes the pet name bunny.
Has an oral fixation. Loves having your fingers or strap in her mouth.
Into bimbofication and degradation, becomes putty in your hands when you grab her by the chin and call her names.
Cockwarms when she wants to feel close to you, and has even gone as far to do it on stream out of view of her face cam. She likes exhibitionism in that strand, the thought of getting caught makes her brain melt.
“Are you done yet Bunny? Do you need a hand?” You reached over and put a hand on the small of her back as she fiddled with her camera.
“I think I’m good, thank you though.”
“Good, now come here,” you guided her back into your lap, the dildo fixed to your hips sitting tall as the shorter woman sank down onto it, holding onto both of your hands to brace herself.
Once settled your rest your chin on her shoulder, opposite to the side of her mic.
“Be a good girl and win for me, when you are done and you do, I’ll take you on the desk like the little slut you are, sound good?”
Junker Queen
Doesn’t understand the concept of rolls but she’s a top. She just knows you end up under her, and she likes that.
Very possessive, will remind you who you belong to, even if you assure her you know.
I see so often that she uses Gracie to cut your clothes off, but I think she likes to rip them with her bare hands and teeth. A different aspect of primal that goes far overlooked because most people are into the chase. She doesn’t care for the hunt, she just wants to rip into you and eat you alive.
You found yourself over your girlfriend’s shoulder, this was a common occurrence, but this time you could feel the frustration radiating from her body. You were in for it but you just didn’t know how bad.
“This shirt of yours, it’s gonna get you into a lot of trouble hun,” she finally placed you down onto the bed in-front of her, taking the middle of your shirt in he hands and tearing it open, “those idiots outside sure liked it though, but I bet you know that.”
She leant over you, your back hitting the mattress as she trapped you between it and herself, “ shame, looks like you won’t be wearing it again any time soon.”
Kiriko
Switch, Vers, no leans. Loves to give and take, and likes to make things fair for you both.
Loves both giving and receiving pain, it’s therapeutic. She especially likes biting and drawing blood
Somnophiliac, that Fox spirit has her up all night and her hands like to wander. Who are you to stop her?
You woke up with a small whine that quickly became a moan as you took in everything you where feeling. You where lain on your side, one leg thrown over your partner as one of her hands was buried in your core. You where too tired to really comprehend what was going on, just that it felt so good.
You looked over your shoulder and were met with the soft light of Kiriko’s eyes. You turned a bit to her, reaching back and pulling her in for a kiss. Her little fangs grazed over your bottom lip as she invaded your mouth. In your tired haze you moved your free hand to meet hers between your legs, guiding her to meet the pace you wanted as you melt into your partner’s embrace.
Moira
Dom Top no exceptions. She is a hard dom and that’s just an astute observation.
I see her more as a financial dom who is super into power play. She makes sure you know you’d be nothing with out her hand, she has a soft spot sure, not always being strict.
One hundred percent obedience trained you to fit her mold, maybe a little bit of mind breaking.
Your day to day to anyone else could be seen as a devoted housewife and her breadwinner wife, but that’s just surface level.
“Such a good girl, you did everything I asked this week and even more, I’ll make sure your allowance is proper,” Moira sat in her office chair, leering down at your form. You where sat back on your knees, hands folded in your lap. The scientist’s hand came to your cheek, brushing her thumb over the smooth skin.
“What’s say I reward you for such a job well done?”
Mercy
Switch- no lean, Dominant. She likes taking the reigns and is an incredibly soft dominant.
MOMMY. KINK. I could have said it for so many of the others but by GOD does this woman solidify it.
Size queen. Don’t ask me why I see it, but something about this woman tells me she likes to feel full. She has prep sizes for if she wants to go big.
You were on your back, propped against the pillows as you watched your strap on disappear into the woman above you. Angela’s hands braced on your chest as she bounced on the cock she picked out tonight.
“Fuck, you make Mommy feel so good, that’s it, match my pace,” the eye contact was more than enough to entrance you as you met her hips. You loved watching her face contort as she rode you, stuttered moans punctuated by her drops fell from her lips.
“You fill me so well, Miene liebe.”
Pharah
Stone top, doesn’t really go for dynamics
I’m sorry to say but this woman is vanilla as HELL. She is probably into spanking and has a pair of fuzzy cuffs, but those never get used.
Now is she good? Hell yes. That mouth of hers is a demon and she is simply the host. Her strap game is immaculate. Her fingers are interstellar.
“Pass me the pepper?” Pharah had insisted on cooking together tonight, not that you minded. She had just gotten back from a month long assignment with Helix and that typically meant she wasn’t leaving your side for the first few days she was back.
“Only if I could make a pass at you,” her dorky charm always made you laugh, little lines like this are probably what reeled you in in the first place.
She did as asked and made her way behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist.
“You know, we could just skip dinner all together, there is something else I’ve been dying to eat since I got back.”
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OVERWATCH 2 - DPS (Part I)
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spayceart · 7 months
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Snatched away 🫳💥
Ouihaw commission from a while ago.
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arvadthecursed · 2 years
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I love Ashe bc she is fundamentally pathetic. A wet dog of a woman. She roleplays as a badass cowboy gang leader but in reality, she is a 40-yr-old rich bitch whose ultimate ability is literally her throwing a hissy fit and demanding her only friend and butler fix her problems. She's a fucking loser. I love her endlessly.
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pugcrumbs · 3 months
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:)
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starzovermarz · 4 months
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ashe overwatch. yeah
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