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*waves* hello! can I get some Dragon!genji playing with a kid? I just think it would be stinkin' cute <3

“Ruumpgh.”You felt something nudge your side, your face twisting up ever so slightly.“Noooo.”Another nudge, only this time it rolled you over on your back. You refused, covering your face with your hands, kicking your feet slowly, “Genji…!”A delighted purr came from your right, a clawed paw coming to gently pat at your hair. Annoyed, you open your eyes to shoot the subtly lime green dragon a sleepy glare. His eyes brightened, his whiskers and tail soon wiggling in excitement. His long body overlapped itself so he could lay next to you in a similar fashion to a dog, his front paws crossing themselves. Your seven year old mind figured it was perfectly fine for a dragon to suddenly appear to you one day only to trail you around since then. You’d grown accustomed to finding light green hairs on your belonging and finding even darker green scales placed randomly throughout your room and the temple. It was harder lying to the older monks about harboring a dragon, though you knew if you told them they wouldn’t believe you anyways. Better safe than sorry.Your brows furrowed, his thumping tail speeding up as you rose from your lying position. He gave a soft grunt, a soft cloud of air being blown into your face. You gave a startled giggle, pushing away his snout, “You stink, Genji! We need to wash you up soon,” you wrinkled your nose in a playful face, “and brush your teeth.”At the statement, he tilted his head and curled his lips, showing off his pearly white fangs. You weren’t frightened, you knew he liked to show off his dragon-y features. “Okay. Okay, okay, okay. Give me room. It’s too stuffy with you right up on me.” You gave him a soft shove, watching him uncoil and glide in an entire circle around your room before facing you again, making a show of his stretching muscles.Rolling your eyes, you followed suit, standing and stretching your arms above your head. You hadn’t noticed his hair-tufted tail inching over to tickle at your slightly expose stomach. You snorted, gripping his tail away from you, “Dummy! Don’t do that! I’ll yank it off, y’know!” He answered with a prideful shake of his mane, his whiskers twitching in amusement. Genji move forward easily, stuffing his nose under your palm. Your fingers stroked the fine hairs that went up his snout, earning a content sigh. You ruffled his mane a bit before gliding your fingertips down his scales.“Okay, let’s practice!” You chirp, his ears shooting up. He took a second to wiggle in complete and utter excitement before rearing back and diving under you, successfully getting you on his back. Backwards. You let out a yelp of alarm, gripping his hair and flattening yourself to his form.“Genji! Wait! I’m not ready!”He halted, his head turning both ways in concern. “Dumb dragon.” You muttered, carefully rearranging yourself to face the front. You swatted at his left ear, earning a grunt. Your scowl softened. He was just excited to learn how to be a ‘proper dragon’ as you put it. You pet him some more, hoping to calm him down before continuing. You nudged his sides with your heels, feeling him jolt in surprise before moving forward in a slow speed. Genji exited through your open window and over the sand garden, sticking to the trees on the sides to blend in. The gentle breeze calmed both you and the dragon, leisurely floating through the sky. Every thought about the older monks and the temple left your mind. You weren’t going to get caught. They wouldn’t believe you anyway.

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how about an imagine with genji making a flower crown w his s/o??

“Genji..?” He jumped slightly in his seat, pausing his braiding. Setting his little craft on his knee, he turned away from his flower crown to look at you with a tilted head and concerned voice, “Hai, (Y/n)?”You flustered, nodded your head to his crown and quietly mumbled, “I want one.” He continued to stare, blinking a bit owlishly. You regretted saying anything, this was his one time for peace other than meditating with Zenyatta. You just couldn’t help but watch in awe as his fingers nimbly weaved the leaves and petals so delicately. You ran a fingertip over the trim of his visor that you held in your hands, eyes glued to your own reflection. The green glass was almost too thick to see through, which made you wonder how he could see and fight with the precision he had. There was a pregnant silence until a soft chuckle came from him, making you lift your head slowly. His cheeks were a plush pink, his honey brown eyes almost closed in joy as he went on and picked up the crown and finished twisting the stray ends off, “I would,” he hummed, the quiet returning again but more comfortably. “I would.” He repeated, lifting the crown up to his eye level, scanning for any holes that needed to be filled with more leaves or flowers, any weak stems that needed replaced. Your heart felt heavy. “But why don’t I teach you instead?” Your eyes shot up from the visor to his own gaze, chest fluttering at the gentle grin he had, “Teach?” He nodded, eyes twinkling with amusement. “Teach.” “I mean, sure. I’ve..” you trailed off before clearing your throat, “I’ve never done this before, so..” Your fingers went to pick at some grass under your leg, tearing at the blades gingerly before a metallic hand lay on yours, pulling it away with another sound of light laughter. “It is fine that this will be your first crown making, but we do need that grass.” he teased, turning your hand over from your wrist and brushing the grass out of your palm. You watched his face with awe and fondness, the same look being returned to you after he set your hand down. He shyly glanced away and immediately brightened at the sight of a dainty, pink flower. He leaned over and plucked it delicately from its roots, turning back to you. “Put this,” he places the flower in your still open palm, “and put it in that.” He glanced down at the waiting crown before locking gazes with you again. Your eyebrows furrowed, your mouth opening, “But I don’t-”“Try.”You blinked rapidly, not really expecting that stern of a tone. While you knew he meant well, he seemed awfully determined for you to figure this out. With slightly shaking hands, you pick up the craft from his knee and moved the flower up to your fingertips. All that was flashing in your head was, “DO NOT SQUISH THIS FLOWER. DON’T RUIN HIS CROWN.” He was watching you intently, noticing your nervous and tight posture. The hand he placed on your knee almost made you crush the plant in your hand, but the encouraging nod he gave you unwound the tight ball of nerves slightly. You gave a small nod back, returning your attention to the task at hand. Lifting the crown to eye level, you spun it around a few times, your hand acting as a spider with its long appendages. You tried to find any holes to put the flower in, but were too hasty for Genji’s taste. “Slow down and relax. This is a nice hobby to do to calm down from a hectic day.” Forcing yourself to relax again, you found a small dent in the front. Glancing at him quickly, you gently wedged the flower in the small opening, careful not to squish the petals. Securing it with a blade of grass, you spun it your in my hands once more. It looked whole now. You felt my chest swell with pride and affection, swinging around to a spaced out Genji. Brushing aside his initial surprise, you reached up to gingerly place the crown on his head. His helmet ornaments fit snugly inside the ring of grass and petals. You beamed. He made the measurements for himself. Whether it was intentional or not is a different story. He blinked at me, his charming laughter escaping his smiling lips. “You did it! It looks amazing, love!”

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