#junker self insert

[artnevoa]

Lil somethin somethin I’m getting carried away with

#myart #overwatch #junkertown #Roadhog #mako #junkrat #Jamison fawkes #mako rutledge #overwatch oc #junker self insert

[claw404]

Junker Queen X Reader (NSFW!)

[ on repeat ]

Junker Queen loves to overstimulate you. With a high libido and stamina she loves to send you over the edge at any chance she gets but if there isn't an opportunity, she will make one. Her go-to trick is usually to seperate you from the others by calling you into her room for an "urgent talk" or "to show you something", you're equally oblivious to it each time.

She will keep the facade up for a minute or two but will get impatient quite quickly, pacing over to the door and locking it to ensure that your only path of escape has been eliminated and will then proceed to overpower you effortlessly. Bending you over her table in an instant or pushing you flush against a wall towring over you. Before you can register what is happening she is rutting and humping into you, her hands roughly grabbing and squeezing any inch of your body they can hold onto with no sign of stopping. Biting onto your ear she laughs at your reaction and prods you for more. Just the smell of you makes her go crazy. You're taken aback at first but quickly melt into her gestures. You know you're in big trouble as her 'sessions' with you can last up to several hours, breaking and bending your body into numerous positions again and again. Queen never gets bored of hearing you yelp and squirm.

Once done with you, she will leave the room like nothing happened. Brushing her hair to the side and off of her glistening forehead before slamming the door behind her shut. Shes off to her other duties now. You on the other hand, you're still inside laying exhuasted and overstimulated on her sofa, naked, sweaty and oozing with liquids, trying to somehow recover.

#junker queen #odessa stone #overwatch 2 #ow2 #ovw2 #x reader #junker queen x reader #self insert #listen i just think shes neat.

[polyphonic-prairies]

PLEASE look at this art trade I received from @chumb0e on Instagram 😭😭😭 Junkrat and Mozz look so GOOD

#personal possums #junky #ovw #self insert #overwatch #junkrat #jamison fawkes #junkertown #junker oc

[spicymermelade]

I'm so happy for finally get a fanart of my self shipp It's been hard after so many years and not even knowing what a "Selfshipp" was but desperately loving Junkrat.

Recently I entered a group of Selfshipers where I felt very understood and seeing everyone’s ships made me want to have material between me and my rat boy, I felt at home and I ventured into this world of couples

The art was made by Dante Mund whom I want to thank for being so kind and warm throughout the process, he really got excited every time he sent me progress and that made me feel understood and heard. BTW he has open commissions in his FB account In case anyone is interested I will leave the link below.

Well the Shipp name is "JunkBrat" Bc Spicy is like a spoiled girl when she's with Junkrat

#overwatch #jamison fawkes #junkrat #overwatch art #ow2 #ovw #ovw fanart #junkers #self ship #self insert

[lombax-lombardi]

borbs

birbs

#my art #maddi does art #self ship #self insert #ship: Birds of a Feather #ship: The Loner and the Junker #them them them them them thme #OC: Madilyn (Rito) #OC: Madilyn Galah/Lombardi

[rexscanonwife]

As part of my first anniversary celebration I decided to redraw the very first art piece I ever did of me and Rex 🥺 a lot has changed since then, but the one thing that hasn't is how much I love and adore this man!

Taglist: @squips-ship @junker-thirsty @cherry-bomb-ships @spencerslay @sayidhjarrah @macgyverwife @me-myself-and-my-fos @funshineharlequinz @spacerebel-ships-in-spaceships @kujo-selfships @goodmorningawfulbye @silverhardt @disabledbears @void-feather @broganamous @sci-the-superb @limey-self-inserts

And the original!!

#artfarts #self insert #self insert art #self insert community #self ship #self shipping community #self insert x canon #star wars self insert #star wars the clone wars #captain rex #💙 oh captain my captain 💙 #i made it a little different color wise #ugh i just LOVE a sunset-y color scheme !! 🥺 #and i admittedly was experimenting w some things #i think it turned out really good tbh!! #im learning dshgfjg #and i mainlyy wanted to showcase how differently i draw rex now and i evendraw brea slightly different #but the love is still there!!

[comeawneileen]

HELLO THERE!

My name is Eileen! I’m a 26 y/o writer who has a love for roleplay and video games! My pronouns are she/her.

I’ve been really wanting to write in a few fandoms for awhile now; I’ll list some ships that i’ve been wanting to do!

OVERWATCH: Moicy ( Moira x Mercy ), OuiHaw ( Widowmaker x Ashe ), Cashe ( Cassidy x Ashe ) PharMercy ( Pharah x Mercy ), LifeSym ( Lifeweaver x Symettra ).

JUJUTSU KAISEN: SatoSugu ( Gojo x Geto ), NanaShoko ( Nanami x Shoko ) ChosoYuki ( Choso x Yuki )

I write the following characters in Overwatch: Ramattra, Dva, Ashe, Widowmaker, Pharah, Lifeweaver, Junker Queen.

I write the following in JJK: Satoru Gojo, Shoko, Choso, Sukuna.

Some miscellaneous characters i’ve written: Simon Riley ( COD ), Jean Kirschtein, Annie Leonhardt, Marco Bodt, Zeke Jaeger ( AOT ), Doctor Strange, Captain Marvel, Thor, Silver Sable, Loki, Star Lord ( Marvel ), Koska Reeves, The Mandalorian ( Star Wars Universe ), Tommy Miller ( TLOU ), Julian ( The Arcana ). Howl Pendragon ( Studio Ghibli ) Bulma, Future Trunks ( DBZ )

I also have a plethora of oc’s!! I’ll name them here: Yulia Volkov, Klara Becker, Stefan Myers, Fatima Nazari, Andromeda, Serru Akiko, Billie Barrows, Vavara Pasternak, Rain Goruu, Daldon Canto, Octavia Boyd.

A very very off the wall and out there ship that I did almost six years ago was a crossover ship between Widowmaker and Doctor Strange ( and it was BEYOND CUTE ), and somewhat recently, i did Simon Riley and Harley Quinn ( loved that one fr ), so i’m also incredibly down to do multifandoms!!

Some things to keep in mind:

1. I do not like pushy writers. I will reply when I can. Unless you’re paying me, I will take my time ( RP is a hobby! )

2. No Self Inserts. It’s cringe.

3. I will write with writers that are 21+ ONLY.

4. I prefer to write on discord and use the Tupperbox bot.

That’s about it! Feel free to shoot me a DM if you’d like to talk/Like this post and i’ll hollar at you!

#overwatch rp #jjk rp #marvel rp #ouihaw #pharmercy #overwatch moicy #chosoyuki #satosugu #discord roleplay #discord rp

[junkcubus]

uhh self insert overwatch junker sona. ???

#i will draw more of them i will I will #overwatch sona #overwatch oc #overwatch 2 #overwatch junker #junkertown #overwatch #oc

[rootsofdread]

pairing: demise davis (OC/self insert) x the singularity. rating: PG-13 for threats of violence, can-throwing, insult-hurling, metal music, and a single swear word. word count: 579 summary: HUX hears an awful noise out in the fog, and decides it is his civic duty to investigate.

HUX could hear a racket like no other coming from the center of the forest. The campfire, he quickly deduced, and it must be crawling with those pesky little worms. He wondered, briefly, why they'd be making so much noise -- don't they know that they have nothing to celebrate?

He had to put a stop to it at once.

Branches and small rocks crunched under his feet as his joints squealed and clanked. Whatever the festivities were, they would be ruined shortly, and they would never have anything to celebrate ever again. HUX would make sure of that.

Once he could see the warm orange light of the fire, he reared his claw back, high above his head, and cut a shrub clean in half. He could hear movement beyond his line of sight, indicating he had been noticed. He jerked his head to the side.

What he had assumed as a large gathering was just one person. The aperture in his eye tightened. He couldn't quite tell who it was, but the sounds he could hear were clearer. Heavy, hollow banging, long, deep electrical notes, and screaming. "STOP THAT NOISE," nonetheless, he called out. "AT ONCE."

The volume was magically lowered, suddenly. "It's just music, junker. Calm down." and the voice was one he recognized: Demise.

HUX didn't much care for that nickname. His claw-like fingers flexed closed, then opened. "DO NOT CALL ME THAT, YOU INSOLENT ROACH." he took a hulking step forward, dragging his stiff leg behind him. "I TOLD YOU TO TURN THAT OFF."

Demise chucked an empty tin can and nailed HUX directly in the head, with a hollow tink sound.

“Come over here and turn it off yourself, you big old hunk of junk.”

HUX was frozen for a moment, stunned by Demise’s impudence. His body twitched, then jerked, and then he lunged forward, aiming for that annoying metal box on the ground, to teach this sorry little creature a lesson.

Demise was able to react fast enough to grab his stereo and move it out of HUX’s path, causing him to lodge his large claw in the black dirt.

Demise pursed his lips. “You’re such a freak, junker.” he wrinkled his nose, setting his stereo at his other side and turning the volume back up. “Calm down and listen to it, you might actually like it.”

HUX’s body rattled as if he’d just heaved a huge breath. He stared at Demise, completely silent for a few moments, before he ripped his claw out of the ground and turned to face him.

“YOU ARE A HORRIBLE, SAD THING,” he lurched forward, jutting his head forward, almost level with Demise’s. “WEAK. RUDE. AND SMALL.” he listed, slowly folding his joints to sit opposite of the survivor, just beyond the fire.

“And you can’t let trials go on too long in the Red Forest without rusting.” Demise returned, draping his head over the back of the log he was resting against.

“I DO NOT RUST.” HUX stated, “PERHAPS YOU WOULD. BUT I AM CONSTRUCTED OF SUPERIOR MATERIALS.” his head lolled to the side, and he listened. Screaming and screaming from that one little box, both human and machine. Screeching akin to that of metal against metal. “WHAT IS THIS?”

Demise thinks for a moment, brows furrowed. “I think Jeff left one of his CDs in here. No idea. Can’t understand a damn word.”

HUX rattled and nodded. Demise was right. He did like the screaming.

#☠️🧬 ― demise davis x hux a7 13 #❤️ ― oktober's originals #<- that's the tag i'll use for non-request writing!! <3 #i do hope at least some people enjoy this!! i'm trying to get more comfortable posting my actual fics lol #dead by daylight #dbd #dbd oc x canon #dbd oc #dbd oc survivor #dbd survivor oc #hux a7 13 #the singularity

[interestinginfographics]

A Guide to Locking Fasteners [INFOGRAPHIC]

From exploring why screws come loose due to vibration and thermal cycling to delving into the NASA controversy on locking mechanisms, we cover it all. Learn about the effectiveness and cost of various locking options like split lock washers, nylon insert nuts, and wedge lock washers. Enhance your product assembly designs by understanding how locking fasteners are evaluated, including the industry-standard Junker test for resistance to self-loosening.

Source: Locking Fastener Design Guide

#infographic #technology

[marisasimp]

Nothing to see here, just a Junker self insert I’m working on

#overwatch 2 #overwatch #oc artwork #oc stuff #oc art #junker queen #junkrat #roadhog #queen of junkertown #art #sketch #digital drawing

[artnevoa]

Nothing like sketching yourself hanging out with junkrat in between owed art

#myart #junkrat #jamison fawkes #overwatch #junker self insert #junkertown #oc #overwatch self insert

[biohazard-inevitable]

I’m just gonna ramble into the void here about my Overwatch Self insert but soley in actual gameplay terms and stuff like- no plot is in this ramble its just how i would work mechanically in game if I were in game because I’m a fuckin dingus about that kinda shit.

Still here? Okay so-

First of all, I’m a tank hero, my health is right around that of doomfist and junker queen in the area of about 400 with some shield health as granted by my fox spirit, Shugo.

Main weapon is either a claymore or dual wielding katanas, though i also think having kunai knives as my main skill and then having a katana or claymore as like a big slash skill similar to junker queen since we are currently in the poke meta it seems with heroes like rammatra and junker queen being introduced. So i’d need some long range and close range capability, and while yes story-wise I can use a bow, I think also story-wise since i trained mostly with the blade i would use a blade in combat rather than a bow (plus it just looks super cool)

As for skills, i can create a shield that can be placed similar to sigma’s (and ow1 orisa) that is a permenant shield and can be recalled. It looks like giant shrine gates to tie me into kiriko since me and kiriko are twins. I can also do a self heal similar to roadhog, but it doesnt do as much as hog’s and its similar to kiriko’s where the animation is i put talismans on my arm, its mainly just for survivability.

As for passive things, like every dhimada, i can wallclimb, but thats about it.

I’ve tried thinking about alot of things for my ult and compared them to current tank ults in game and i think i’ve settled on having a giant square of shrine gates appear and anything within them gets mauled by my fox spirit in an animation similar to hanzo’s scatter arrow, and it’s basically a giant aoe scatter arrow confined to the square that my ult puts up. Square is about the size of lucio’s aoe heal/speed if you were to measure it with something.

Anyways thats all i have for the ramble kk goodbye

#overwatch #overwatch self insert #theres just so much Potential here #i think this is a fantastic hero kit #i made it really similar to sigma’s cause besides d.va hes the one tank that i think i’d be most like #all in all its an exciting build #i love thinking about stuff like this for my videogame s/is #but im probably the only one who really cares about it #so i’ll scream it into the void anyways

[polyphonic-prairies]

Wanted to post it anyways lol So here's my junker self insert mixed with junkrat and roadhog cuz I wanted to see how it would look like. Ft. Lucio's reaction to this mess

#My art #lucio #lúcio correia dos santos #lúcio #lucio correia dos santos #ovw #overwatch #junkrat #roadhog #junker #junkertown #jamison fawkes #mako rutledge #self insert #junker self insert #overwatch self insert #artists on tumblr

[pandaioh]

POLY!ROADRAT WITH MUTE!FEMALE READER CRUMBS

“Damn it, escortin that payload was a crock a shit!” Junkrat and Roadhog had just landed back on base with the rest of the Overwatch crew that was sent on yet another “Payload” mission. This mission in particular was almost a complete failure, if Junkrat hadn’t used his RIP-tire on the omnic drones right at the last minute, almost completely obliterating him. Luckily for the Junkers they left with only a few scratches and bruises, obviously used to the high octane violence. Now that their mission was completed, they can earn their pay and be on leave for the rest of the week, letting some other poor sap get blown to smithereens.

They both limped and hobbled through the halls of Gibraltar, heading to their living quarters, where they could finally be rid of their explosives and weapons for the time-being. The walk there, however, was a tad unpleasant considering some of the dirty looks and awkward expressions the Junkers received as they walked on through the base’s multiple corridors. Junkrat lowered his head as he heard the quiet and curt murmurs of the other Overwatch personnel. He could’ve shouted, could’ve thrown a punch or use his grenade launcher and put those sorry bastards out of their misery, but he was too damn tired to really care. He just wanted to relax. Aggressive snorts and snarls escaped Roadhog as he lifted his hook threateningly.

“Save it, Roadie.” Junkrat hushed hoarsely. “S’not worth the time or day, not when we have our misso to get back to….” Junkrat grinned slightly. Roadhog sheathed his weapon and went back to accompanying his partner. Underneath his heavy intimidating mask, he too, grinned slightly at the idea of the both of them going home to their beloved treasure; you.

You were the only one that saw past their unrestrained exteriors and their pitiful pathos. It was you that gave them the second chance of living that no one, not even anyone of their own kind would ever think to give two lowly bruisers. It was you that gave them that little glimmering light of hope and happiness that there was and is someone out there that actually gives a damn about the both of them. It was you that took both of their hands and held on for dear life and lead them into the path of vindication and equity. You, unknowingly, saved them. And the two Junkers would forever be in your debt because of that.

After a couple more steps, they finally walked along the hall that lead to their and your living quarters. Hoisting his grenade launcher over his shoulder, Junkrat spat onto his fleshed hand and with that, used it to slick his hair back, parodically for a more suave look, wanting to impress you. Roadhog rolled his eyes under his mask and placed his Scrap Gun, back into his hoister.

“She sees you everyday, Rat,” Hog grunted. “Don’t need to try an’ impress her.” “Says you!” Junkrat scoffed. “If I want ta groom meself for our lil love, than groom I shall!” “You know, grooming actually requires more than just your spit,” Hog responded. “It requires basic hygine, which we both know isn’t your strong suit.”

Junkrat felt disgruntled at his partner’s straightforward response, he huffed and stomped to the front of their door. “Well,” He started. “We’ll just see what Y/N thinks about the hard working, handsome, strong rouge that is Jamison Fawkes!” He manically giggled as he reached his prosthetic hand to knock on the door, but found that it swung open to reveal your face covered in unknown substances and by the look of it…sprinkles? You quickly placed your hands on his face and kissed him. Wide eyed and completely taken back, Junkrat wrapped his arms around you and placed another tender kiss on your forehead. “Well that was a fine ‘how do ya do?’ sweets!” He grinned wildly and you giggled as his face turned a flush of red. You then turned to Roadhog, who was already in the process of taking off his infamous mask, revealing the tender yet broken-scarred face you’ve come to adore and love.  

“Hey, Y/N…” he softly smiled. He took you into his big arms and kissed you deeply, parting and then placed a small kiss on your nose. His massive index finger caressed the side of your smooth warm cheeks, sketching your face into his memory. Something, however, caught his eye and took a small grain of a colored speck off your cheek. It was comically, too small for him to carry in between his thumb and index and it broke into dust. You had little particles of these colored grains in patches of your short curly pixie cut, on your blouse, on your apron and some on your jeans.

“Speakin’ of ‘sweets’,” Junkrat spoke. “Got hundreds and thousands all over ya, love. Like a sweety treat I want to eat.” He hugged you from behind, but hearing that sentence prompt you to whip around and sign them to close their eyes. The Junkers looked at each other and back to you, unknowing of what you had in store for them.

You signed to them with body language, placing your hands over your eyes and peeked through your digits. Junkrat tilted his head confused at what you were implying.

“Ah huh, ya playin peekaboo with us? Yer too adorable, y’know that?” he chuckled as his flesh hand ruffled your curly hair. Making an irritated noise you shook your head, indicating that wasn’t what you were saying. You took Junkrat’s hand and placed it over his own eyes. You made an adorable little noise up at Roadhog who smiled lightly understanding what your motive was.

“Got a surprise for us?” He whispered. You chirped and nodded your head excitedly. “A surprise!?” Junkrat exclaimed. “I love surprises, lil love! What is it? What is it!?” You blew the lanky junker a raspberry, placing as hand back over his eyes so that he dared not to peek. “If she told you,” Roadhog grunted. “It wouldn’t be a surprise.” Placing his own hand back over his eyes. You made a sound agreeing with the goliath junker and took both of their free hands, leading them into your living area. Whipping your head back to see if their eyes were still closed, you saw that they were and you smiled and giggled. You lead them to two seats and had them sit down.

“Can we look yet?” Junkrat asked almost too quickly, trying to peek through his fingers Roadhog placed his free hand forcefully on Junkrat’s face and he heard his partner grumbling lowly. They heard the sounds of dishes being placed on the table in front of them and liquid being poured into glasses. A few seconds later, you straightened your apron and grinned proudly. You made a noise, indicating that they could open. Upon finally having to look, they were both greeted by an all too familiar Austrailian snack, two tall stacks of bread with sprinkles scattered on every piece and two glasses of milk for them to drink; Fairy bread. You surprised them with fairy bread. Anyone outside of the old aussie tradition would’ve scoffed and given you a grimace, but the Junkers, to them, this was absolutely harmonious. It was this little act of goodwill and affection that just made them fall for you even more than what they already have. You even went the extra mile and placed a vase with a flower in the middle along with a note that read;

“~For all the wonderful things you do for me.~”                                                Y/N

“Tah dah!” you shrieked and then bashfully looked down at your feet, swaying side to side, awaiting to hear the responses from your two favorite men.

“Hooly dooly, love.” Junkrat said flabbergasted. “You did all of this, for us?” You nodded your head, making your way over to him and gave him a big hug. “To you.” You signed. Junkrat looked back at his stack of fairy bread, practically drooling over. “This is fantastic love, you’re the best, sweets! Wow, you really do live up to that nickname, don’tcha? Sweets to the sweet as the old sayin goes!” He took a piece of bread, sprinkles already starting to fall off the top. “Oi, Roadie, bettah start munchin on this, Y/N probably took forever to make this all fo-“ He was cut off as he turned his head to face Roadhog, expression immediately gone from happy to worried.

There was Roadhog, still sitting there, staring at his stack of fairy bread. Not moving, not budging, mouth slightly agape. He was completely froze, save for the staggering anxious breaths he breathed out. He tried to remain still but felt this new wave of anxiousness override his body and started to shake. Junkrat, leaned back in his seat, not knowing of what his partner would do. Junkrat never recalled a time ever in his life seeing Roadhog this distressed and perturbed. It was almost as if the big guy saw a ghost that gave him a spook. It almost gave the younger junker a spook himself.

You now looked just as worried as Junkrat, wanting to be by Roadhog’s side, but not wanting to interfere if he needed space. The both of you watched as Roadhog reached a gigantic palm out to grab a piece of fairy bread, and trembled even more as he brought it closer to him. He opened and closed his eyes a few times, making sure if what he was seeing was real or not. He opened and closed a few more times, just to be for certain. The next few times he opened and closed was when he felt warm wet streaks glide down slowly on his cheeks. He took a bite into the bread, tasting the sugary sweet beads of the sprinkles, the smooth creamy texture of the margarine and the flakey yet satisfying starch of the bread. All at once, the memories came flooding back into his head.

“Mako…”

He shoved more bread into his mouth, like a starving dingo.

“Mako?...”

Crumbs and sprinkles were scattering all around his feet and chair.

“MAKO!...”

He slammed his fist into the table and sobbed out loud uncontrollably. He remembered who he was.

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A rather large woman with long dark braided hair, a long white farm apron on top a floral patterned mumu dress, waddled her way through the dirt path of her small one cottage, two barn farmland, carrying a plate of fairy bread and being accompanied by a tiny trotting micro piglet, snorting and squealing merrily as it followed it’s master.

“Mako?” the woman cried out. “Mako!”

Making her way inside one of the barns, she opened the barn doors and looked all around the inside, finally catching glimpse of who she was trying to find. A small chubby boy curled up in a fetel position, laying on a big pile of hay, sniffling and lightly sobbing. Her expression softened with sympathy as she sighed and waddled her way to her son. When she got to him, she slowly tried to sit on the pile of hay with him, almost getting winded and out of breath. However, this didn’t seem to phase her and trying to comfort the little one.

“Taku tama,” she said softly. “Why are you all dirty?”

“Kaiwhakaweti…” a young Mako hiccupped.

“Karanga ahau poaka….toru paru…” he peeked his chubby face up at his mother, revealing that his face was too covered in mud along with the rest of his clothes. His mother took part of her apron and lifted the boys chin up to face her, wiping away the debris of mud and tears off his face. He still sniffled lightly and looked up at his mother completely torn and broken hearted.

“Mako, He hae ratou I to aura,” she began to speak in their native tongue. “He poto noa iho te hunga whakaweti.” Mako looked up at his mother intently, listening and holding on to every single word. “Tuhinga ka whai mai. Engari ko te aroha me te tiaki mai I te whanau me nga hoa ka mau tonu.”

Mako stared at her wide eyed and continued to listen.

“Ma te whanau e tiaki koe.” She continued. “Ana ka tae ki tetahi ra me tiaki e koe.”

Mako looked down at the micro piglet now sitting in front of him, still happily and snorting away. 

His mother picked up the piglet, and placed the adorable snorting baby in his lap, planting a kiss on his forehead. “Kia maumahara ki taku tama,” she said softly. Mako looked up from petting his piglet.

“Nui toku aroha ki a koe…” She picked up the plate of fairy bread and handed it to him. He smiled and happily ate the bread with his little piglet taking small nibbles out of a few pieces. He felt so much better now, he felt as if he could stand on top of the tallest mountains and swim across the deepest and farthest of oceans. He felt as if every little worry on his mind was fading into each bite of fairy bread his mama made especially for him. He felt all the cares and worries and griefs dry away along with his tears. He chewed and chewed and he felt…. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Miserable…he felt miserable. His fist was balled tightly on the cracked table top. His hair was out of his pony tail and his eyes were red with puff and irritation. You and Junkrat were huddled together in a corner at the very oppisite end of the room were Roadhog was. You had tears stream down your face and you hiccuped a few anxious breaths. Rat on the other hand held on to you, practically sheilding you from the gigantic man in fear of what he might do next.

Mako unballed his fist slowly and shaking, revealing the wad of sprinkles and crumbs in his massive palm. His breaths were deep and asthmatic.

More flashbacks appeared in his head, more of his mother, the omnics taking over, the Australian Liberation Front, Bruce the Engineer supplying him with his “Hogsygen”, the shitty queen and her shitty people practically dancing on top the countless graves uncaring of how they died protecting their land. It all came back to him, and it all came back to him in that slowly unballing crumbling piece of fairy bread.

You didn’t mean to, but a loud sob slipped from your vocal chords and you ran to Roadhog, so concerned and apologetic for placing him in such a wretched state. You ran right to his side and cried over his shoulder. You didn’t know how to put into words that you were so sorry for making him so upset. He slowly looked up at you, his eyes still red and puffy but he took you in his arms, perhaps to quickly and harshly.

Junkrat imediately ran over thinking that you were in some sort of danger. But as quickly as he ran, he stopped. He saw his partner take your hands into his large ones and placed them over his face. Your thumbs wiping away the tears out of his eyes. You looked at him full of fear and wonder, and watched as he leaned his head into your hands, like a cat in need of affection. Junkrat, taking a deep breath of relief walked over to his two partners and placed an awkward pat on Roadhog’s shoulder.

“Uh there…there, mate,” Junkrat said softly trying to in his own way express sympathy on behalf of his depressed partner. “Yea sometimes, we all need a good cry now and again…you jus’ let it all out…”

Roadhog took the opportunity to pull his lanky partner in with you and him in a warm loving embrace.  It startled Junkrat at first but then warmed up to it when you placed your hand onto his arm. There, the three of you were, at the kitchen table, holding on to one another, comforting your much bigger partner and letting him cry out the last of his tears.

“Toku whanau…” he stuttered softly. Both you and Junkrat looked at him, with your hands placed back onto his warm wet face. “I love you with all of my heart and soul. And I will protect you always. Tena kaua e wehi I ahua…”

He took you and pulled you in for a deep kiss. And he did the same for Junkrat, although this took the junker off guard but was more than happy to reciprocate his feelings. He had you both on either side of his lap. And the three of you cuddled together there all the while. You signed to him when he looked back up to you. “I’m so sorry…”

“No aroha, s’not your fault,” he said. “It was overwhelming, yeah, but I loved it…a lot. Haven’t had it in a…long time.” His head leaned onto your chest, and you ran your fingers through his hair.

“Yeah, well how’s about the next time Y/N gives us a surprise, you don’t have another mental breakdown arroight?” Junkrat replied jokingly.

“Yeah that sounds good,” Hog replied as he chuckled.

The three of you stayed like this for a little while longer, uncaring of the mess at the table. Uncaring of all the sprinkles and crumbs.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  Maori dialouge in English:

“My son” “Bullies…called me a pig…threw mud…” “Mako, they are jealous of your aura. Bullies are fleeting. Bullies will come and go. But the love and protection from your family and friends is forever. The family will take care of you. And then one day, you will need to protect them. Remember my son, I love you so much.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~ “My family.” “Please don’t fear me.”

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1, 2, & 9 ~ rebeccaselfships

Hello! Sorry this is so late, I've been so busy with work but I finally got around to these!

Anyway for who we are picking for this my space beloved, Falco.

Aborted Declaration of Love: How long did it take for you to finally confess to your F/O? How did it go? Were there several attempts, or was it just The One?

It took us a long time, like a very long time. You know with the work and space faring it was hard to find the time. But it eventually happened after several attempts. The others found it funny, he was embarrassed.

Accidental Hand Hold: When did you first hold hands with your F/O?

It was during a maintenance check on the Arwings, asked for tool and then bam. Hands accidentally held. Tightly. It was slightly awkward.

Laugh Of Love: What are some things your F/O does to make you laugh?

You ever seen a grown man lose his shit over something? That's when I laugh the most. He gets all puffy, like birds tend to do, it's kinda funny hence the laughter.

#maddi rambles #maddi answers asks #sorry for the late ANSWER #i've been so BUSY #anyway him #self ship #self insert #ship: The Loner and The Junker