hi ramattra genji nation. ramattras hatred is the funniest thing in the world to me
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hi ramattra genji nation. ramattras hatred is the funniest thing in the world to me
Genji but if he were Zoro from one piece
I’ve been neglecting this account for a while I know tho administrating at least three or four acc it’s not easy feat 💀 anyways, this is one of the pieces I’ve been making while I was away
may I request some genji x reader headcanons where the reader has a cat who is the bestest of best friends with genji’s dragon? (I believe the fandom calls her soba)
please, and thank you
Yes! I love that a lot of the Overwatch Fandom agree that his dragon’s name is Soba. I find it adorable and it’s totally one of my many Overwatch head canons. I don’t think I’ve read anything about Hanzo’s Dragons names though. Also, I don’t know if it’s canon that the reason that Genji doesn’t have two dragons is because the dragons are body and soul and he only has one because he lost the majority of his body. Anyways here ya go.
Genji x Reader: Soba & Your Cat Being Best Friends
Can i please get the shimadas with a samurai partner?
Shimadas with a samurai partner
Hanzo
Low-key thinks you're cool but probably won't say it
He admires your loyalty to your code and the people you swore to protect
You're one of the only people he ever compliments and they're always genuine
Might ask to see your katanas just because he likes to admire good craftsmanship
Genji
High key thinks you're very cool and will you tell you that all the time
Seeing how strong you are and how amazing you are at your job really motivates him to do the same
He also has a katana and he's very proud when he shows you it
Kiriko
Also thinks you're very cool and can and will brag about you
She knows a lot of samurai and their code, but since you're an actual samurai, she asks a bunch of questions
After knowing you for quite a bit she'd be lying if she said she wasn't tempted to also become a samurai
Imagine getting a knock at your window in the dead of night. You should be sleeping, considering you had a rather busy day scheduled ahead of you. Nevertheless, you were busy working on a birthday gift for none-other than the ninja himself, Genji Shimada. It was technically the 28th, considering it was 12AM.
You knew better than to think that it was anything different from the boy, considering you didn't know what or who else could be up there. As you walked over to roll your eyes at the boy who had to scale the nearby tree to reach such a height, and for him to ever-so "innocently" wave at you with a hand behind his back; you knew what you were getting yourself into.
As you helped him open it up, he stepped inside and paid his greetings to you. "Genji, how are you not dead?"
He was expecting that type of interjection from you. As he laughed it off, he them brought the hand that was behind him now in front—showing off a box. "We don't need to talk about that. I'm excited to share something with you."
As you eyed the box, you told him to go place ir down by your nightstand. The light that was being emitted by your lamp formed a nice mood in the ambience, as the atmosphere felt just right. There was nothing else to interrupt the two of you, you thought, as you went over to your bed to sit. You patted the seat next to you, and he followed.
"And...?" You questioned him, wondering what may be the thing on his mind.
"I didn't get yelled at by my father all day. I've been on my best behaviour."
You nudged him with your elbow. "Then, what's that then?"
You were referencing the box. Considering he loves to snag food from his family, leeching off of the clan in a way, you knew that from the stains at the bottom; there must be something in there. He must've stolen something, so obviously, he hasn't been all-too goody two-shoes.
"Ah... we also don't talk about it." He laughs. "Actually, no, we do. They're for you."
It was an assortment of sweets that you liked; from his memory. You were confused. It was such a nice gesture from him, and he was looking at you expectantly. Not waiting for a "Thank you, Genji!" or anything of that nature—just wanting to see you enjoy it.
"It's... your birthday."
He then elaborated. "That's the point. My gift is to see you happy."
Hi! I got a small idea for my Genji request, so I'll share it with you. Imagine growing up with the Shimadas, always being so close to them up, having promises of marrying the younger brother - until Genji's murder - resulting in reader's family backing them away completely due to fear of the actions. I would love if you could write a bit of how Genji would feel, what would he do when he finally sees reader again - since they're unhappily married off to a rich merchant. And a simple wish escapes their lips -- "Take me with you." -Nia
Oooo we love angsty Shimada stories! Hopefully this meets your expectations!
Genji x Reader (gen)
Word count: 1334
Hii! I love your work and I'm a recent follower, so I wanted to request something a little selfish for me! If it's okay, and if you're willing, could I have some headcannons with Ramattra, Genji and Lifeweaver with a deaf!reader? I'd love to hear your thoughts about how quick they would pick up on sign language, and maybe reader giving them a cute allias in sign language? Per example, instead of signing Genji ’s name letter by letter, I would simply sign "My Dragon". Again, this is an extremely specific request so if you choose to pass it on, it's completely okay! Much love to you 🌺
This was such a cute thing to write, selfish or not. I don't really see many fics or hc's out there about this sorta thing, so I am glad to write this! Hope this is what you were looking for! ♥
RAMATTRA
Ramattra never knew why you didn’t speak to him, only when someone mentioned that you couldn’t hear him did he realise the issue.
It also explained why you never answered him. You didn’t even know he was talking.
He researched how to apologise so he could have some peace of mind. He wasn’t mad, but he did wish someone would’ve told him sooner.
He searched for any module possible to instantly talk to you.
However, there was the issue of finding the right module.
With the many variations of sign language, he had to find the one that matched yours.
It took some time, but when he found the correct module, he was practically fluent in sign language, though he was still slow at talking.
It warms his circuits the moment he first signed to you and you smiled with a sparkle in your eyes.
His joints weren’t used to doing intricate hand signs, but over time, he got used to it.
Day after day he would sit with you to learn how to sign efficiently.
It was a learning curve to him, one he was grateful for as you were the one teaching him.
He was advancing in a way he had never imagined, especially with a human.
One day while signing with him, having what seemed like a normal conversation, you had signed something he hadn’t seen before.
It took his processors a moment to work it out and when he realised what you had signed, he chuckled, signing “thank you” towards you with a tilt of his head.
“My omnic”.
GENJI
You had been responding to the ninja fairly well, but when you didn’t respond to his callout once, he wondered if you had ignored him.
He approached you, a little cautious in case you were annoyed at him, but when he realised you were constantly looking at his lips, it clicked for him.
Genji was close to you, figured you were just the quite kid, but being deaf was something he hadn’t thought about.
He spent that night researching and practising sign language.
It was a slow process for the ninja; he was always too distracted, but he picked up words and phrases to impress you.
Maybe a month went by before he finally managed to say a full sentence without any mistakes, but the fact that he was trying was enough for you.
After awhile, Genji would try to learn more.
He would take online classes to make sure he was doing the correct hand movements; that he was making sense.
Sometimes he would mess up, but that was okay.
The ninja spent his free time learning full sentences, eventually leading up to a full conversation with you.
It made you warm with happiness that he went through the effort to learn something new.
Sign language was hard, and with Genji being constantly distracted, it only made it slower to learn and he was several months in to learning.
Though, when you signed something to him that he had never learnt, he stumbled, thinking about it for the rest of the day before he researched what you had said.
A genuine smile appears on his face when he learns what you called him.
“My dragon.”
LIFEWEAVER
Niran had some knowledge of sign language prior to meeting you.
When he heard you were deaf, he was excited to speak to you, though his speech was limited.
Seeing him interact with you was comforting, even if he did get embarrassed about his mistakes.
He would spend most of his nights practising, relearning what he already knew and focussing on his weaker points.
Niran would always go to you for help, wanting to know if he’s signing right and what he needs to work on.
It was like you were a tutor to him, one he felt comfortable around.
When he wasn’t working on his biology and science, he would study some more.
There was always room for improvement.
His mind was taken up by you, the want and need to impress you, no matter how many mistakes he made. It was all apart of the process.
Everything was going smoothly. His nightly studying was paying off and he was starting to fully understand conversation.
It only took a couple months for him to be fluent, the perks of being a fast learner but also sticking to a regime.
There was the odd occasion where he would mess up, but even you wouldn’t lie that you did it too.
He was fond of your presence, much like you were fond of his.
Niran was surprised when you signed a different name for him, one that made his cheeks flush the same pink colour.
“My lotus.”
hello! i hope youre having a good day:> i saw that the requests were open:>
may i request for a general hcs for yandere genji? fav things about the reader, where it all started etc.
thank you!
Yandere Genji HCs
A/N: hi sweetheart! sorry it took so long to get this to you. I am not very experienced with writing yandere characters, so I did my best. I hope you like it.
content warnings: obsessive, protective genji, somewhat suggestive, stalker genji
It all started the first day Genji saw your smile. It was big and bright, so full of life, something so out of place in his world. What started as a mere curiosity for the new agent soon turned into an obsession. Your smile seems to awaken him, like some kind of ancient instinct coming to light.
Genji knew how to move around without being seen. It was no new experience for the ninja, so adjusting his target to you was an easy change. He’d stalked targets for missions before, sure, but this was different. He wasn’t watching you out of curiosity or recon. No, the mere sight of you fed something deep within him. Something dark.
The first time he saw you change was an accident. Mostly. It was before training, and you were stripping out of your training clothes to take a shower. Certainly Genji knew he shouldn’t watch you, should respect your privacy, but you had him wrapped so tightly around your finger that he couldn’t look away. Seeing more and more of your skin was like tasting the divine, and he was soon becoming addicted to it.
You knew you were being watched. Genji was a good ninja, but he was sloppy when it came to you. You felt his eyes on your body as you stripped for your shower. It was a dance the two of you seemed to play. He wanted to see how long it’d take you to notice and speak, you wanted to see how long it would take for him to snap.
He did snap, eventually, but not on you. You were at a party, somebody’s birthday party, and your little stalker was watching you from the corners of the room. His eyes burned into you as you moved around, dancing to the beat of the music. What made him snap, though, was when another agent walked up and started dancing with you. You were so lost in the rhythm that you didn’t realize that agent was grinding onto you. That made him snap. His blood boiled watching it, but it was only a few seconds before he stepped in. Your little stalker came out of the shadows, his blades coming with him.
A sharp intake of breath was the only hint that your dance partner was forced away. That is, until you heard his head smash against the bar. Genji had a handful of his hair, with another hand on his blade. Your dance partner’s nose was bloody, perhaps broken. Genji pushed his head back down, until he was pinned against the bar. All the agents are strong, but nothing compares to this dragon’s fire.
“Touch them again and I’ll chop that pathetic excuse of an erection off and feed it to you.”
Genji’s words sent a chill across your skin. Something in you knew that he meant it, that he is not the type of guy to make hollow promises. You backed out of the room, already knowing he would eventually find you. There was no hiding from him. That should scare you. It didn’t.
You managed to somehow make it to the training room showers. An ironic place. Genji, of course, chased you. But he didn’t stay in the shadows this time. You turned the water on, letting the dance of yours resume. You waiting, him watching.
“I should have told you this before, so I’ll be gentle. Another man touches you and I’ll have his hand at your doorstep before sunrise.”
“I can let whoever I want touch me,” you bit out, pulling your shirt over your head. Your bra was black and lacy, and Genji, who was just now stepping fully out of the shadows, seemed to lock onto the garment. Not that he hasn’t seen under it before. Genji let out a snarl, more animal than human, and finally left the shadows. He may be the obsessed one, but that doesn’t mean you didn’t know how to push his buttons. His hand wrapped around your throat and pushed you against the wall, putting both of you under the shower’s spray.
“I don’t make empty threats, Angel. Another man touches you, and he’s dead. Can you handle that blood on your hands?” His words were low, all the careful calculation of any earlier actions long lost.
You smiled at the feeling of his hand on your throat, squeezing slightly. He groaned, and you knew it was him trying not to snap. Your smile grew even bigger, urging him on.
He eventually did snap. After all, your smile was always his favorite thing about you.
Genji x Reader
Y/n works as a support, and her Genji loves visiting her when he can
The Overwatch base was bustling with activity as agents prepared for their next missions, but inside the medical bay, things were calm. Y/N was working alongside Dr. Angela Ziegler—Mercy—organizing supplies and preparing for the usual influx of injuries from the field. The air smelled faintly of antiseptic, and the soft beeping of medical machines provided a steady rhythm in the background.
What you reap is what you sow.
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can you write uhm gulps loudly uhm Genji and reader uhm gulps sharing a first kiss but Genji is a little insecure and shy because of his scars and like he doesn't want to take off his mask at first but like gulp uhm... looks around uhm I DON'T KNOW I NEED GENJI FICS!! Maybe we can even kiss his mask idk... Preferably with a fem reader!
The way you wrote this request took me OUTTT
I’ll give you some shy genji anon (˶˃⤙˂˶)🎀
Contains- kissing ( ˘ ³˘)
Rating- E for most brains
Warnings- none
Authors note- I can’t write kissing tbh, we get thru it though!
Fic starts below cut!
I'm thinking of a dragon!reader with genji and hanzo (maybe kiriko?). I just thought it'd kind of be funny or cute 😭
Have a nice day! -🍓
Day Nine
A Dragon Seriously?
Side note: thank you strawberry anon for always being so kind and patient and being one of my loyal fans from the beginning I hope you are doing okay and I’m so sorry for having this be so delayed.
Short one again. I Iike the idea of genji dragon having it own personality and it own sets of emotion outside of it owner personality.
Genji day was going very much fantastic. Angela had fixed up his robotic arm that was causing trouble among missions because of the reflexes were slower than his other arm. So he didn’t have to worry about calculating his stances and reaction time among missions.
His mission for stopping talon was successful with no civilian harmed physically some may have trouble with there houses being destroyed but insurance and helped from the government could cover that payment.
His relationship with his brother was strong as ever this morning before the mission happen his brother and him had went to a small cafe and caught up on his life, how he had been doing, what they plan for the future and obviously Hanzo considerate and pleading for Genji to allow him to repay him for almost killing Genji. Which Genji politely said no.
So why on one of the most fantastic days of his life could he not find his partner who for the rest of the day he wanted to spend quality time with, soba his dragon wasn’t helping much either as right when he walked into there share apartment instantly made a beeline for there bedroom so that soba could relax on the cat bed they got for the dragon and bask in the sunlight.
The house seemed empty with no odd noises that would be an insight for someone being there. Nothing was untouched from when they went to bed last night. Which concerned Genji. You had always gotten up Atleast made coffee or at-least had your dish from this morning making breakfast in the sink. Waiting for you to put it in the dishwasher when you got home.
He had known you were a grown adult your life was your own you could do whatever you want legally with no repercussions but why did today, how the house felt seem off and abandon. A small noise was heard in the bathroom. He would shrug it off about it just being sobs if it weren’t for the fact Soba came running back out with a scared expression roaring in terror. The only other time Soba had did this was when he was slashed down by his brother and was caught off guard.
His medal footsteps clank on the hardwood floor as he instantly rushed to the bedroom to see the commotion. Looking inside the bedroom with his sword unsheathed he sees what cause sobs to be frighten a big dragon laid on the bed spread out on it. The head of it laid on the pillow while it body curled and twist on the bed with the tail hanging off the bed.
His face that didn’t have his faceplate on showed his shocked expression his eyes looked around for his partner as he was careful not to startle the dragon, he slowly puts his sword back in it sheath as he took a step back. Soba let a yelp and a hiss out waking up the dragon. Genji let out a deep breath using the technique he learned from Zenyatta as he was ready to face this dragon if he needed to.
The dragon lazily looked over at the dragon and the man. Gave a lazy tongue sticking out and rolled it eyes. Rolling over using the blanket to cover themselves they try to fall back asleep but to no avail cause of there massive size and the staring they gave another look at Genji as they realized the man wasn’t being funny or laughing. Looking down they raised their eyebrow before looking up. In an instant his partner appeared and the dragon was gone and disappeared only leaving behind pink twinkles in there presence.
“ I guess I have a lot of explaining to do.”
They recounted the whole story about how they got turned into a dragon proving there point by showing there dragon that hanged off it shoulder on command. There unimpressed gaze at Genji shocked one, as they answered multiple layers of question as when he finally had no more questions a sighed was realized placing a hand on their face. They hope it satisfied Genji.
“ so yeah… i can command and turned into a dragon i hope this doesn’t make it weird and awkward… I’m surprised your shock about me being haft dragon and being able to turn into one but not the Talking Gorilla and the intelligent hamster that has an attitude worse than all mean girls combined together.”
A laugh was on there lips as they covered there mouth. Joking about the situation and being so relaxed. It was normal for humans to be concerned and shocked about stuff out of the norm but when was Overwatch daily lives ever in the true norm.
The power that they wielded were both impressive but also very powerful. In future battles now knowing they don’t have to hide it anymore from anyone, they knew the future to come with missions and fighting side by side would be successful.
“ Soba and your dragon must do a competition to see who the true winner of coolest dragon!”
“ sorry genji but i think our dragons would get the title of most laziest , both of them force us to carry them to get there food. That the most uncalled for thing i have seen in a long time.”
There were grumbling dragons in the next room as they heard one of their owner talk about them being lazy. Both were curled up next to eachother basking in the sun as they had a tongue sticking out at there owners who teased them for there laziness.
Huhu! Sry same gal again from last req! I just realized with my last request that bw!assistant timeline with the bw cast could be maybe fun to read if you got any hc or drabbles for it :D also Im considering rn to make some doodles based on some of your post/hcs they r just too goooooood<33 i feel inspired
(18+mdni) anon i would go apeshit for doodles that is so SWEET, take my random ass thoughts on this cuz we love assistant reader here on my blog!!
I LITERALLY FOUND THIS ON TWT NO JOKE
Edit: some of u guys are acting like I made this so I’m gonna remake it🧍♀️
Split (Genji Shimada x Reader) [2]
//I have died again writing this send life flight
y’all ready for this?? bc I certainly did not know what I was getting into when I wrote it. 23 pages and 11k words, and we’re complete! There are parts of this I really like and there’s parts I really am iffy on, but they complete each other and I am happy to write it for all of you. I hope it flows evenly and accurately, that’s all.
THANK YOU for your support on the first part. The outpouring of love and happy comments really surprised me and warmed my heart. My followers are the best and I really wouldn’t be the author I am without you all. I have tagged those who mentioned a part two on part one, so y’all wouldn’t miss it. :)
without further ado…SPLIT’S FINAL PART!
theme: walk me home in the dead of night / I can’t be alone with all that’s on my mind
warnings: oh god yeah reader’s emotional state is like 400% worse, violence and gore, angst
masterlist available in description!
Genji was released from the medical bay within eight hours of returning from the Talon base. He had been restless and snappy though the entire exam, causing Angela to run extra diagnostics on his equipment and ask him multiple times if he was in pain. He replied and told her no, no more than usual, but… that was a lie. Something was aching within his chest, but it wasn’t physical; his spirit hurt, Soba was restless, and he needed to find out why. The dragon had only ever acted like this once before, and that was when her brothers had struck her down, without remorse or feeling. This ache was similar but foreign, and Genji was agitated and short with Angela for reasons Soba was trying to explain. The medic let him go, reluctant but unable to deny the normal limits of the tests, and Genji beelined for his master’s favorite spot on Gibraltar. Agents stepped out of his way, Soldier 76 nodding at him in passing; the ninja didn’t even acknowledge, strides long and spoken for as her shouldered open the emergency exit.
His silent steps took him to a cliff overlooking the sea, with the spray from the ocean and the breeze from the south ever present and gentle. Here was the preferred spot of the calm omnic, the calamity of Overwatch life fading into the tide. The water from the waves was cooling and refreshing here, the background noise of the regular shifts of the water providing an easy metronome for breathing exercises. The grass was exceptionally green and the spot gave a glorious view of the sunrise and sunset, the rise and fall of each day, the old giving way to the new. The omnic liked the spot because of the sense of peace it gave. He was there as Genji strode into the area, floating and humble as ever, not moving as the ninja approached.
“Master,” Genji started, hasty and reeling; what were these emotions? Why was he feeling like this? He was extremely well trained and thought he had a handle on his thoughts and actions; why did losing you, someone he barely knew, affect him so much? “Just what is going on?”
“My student,” Zenyatta spoke; Genji could detect some strain behind the omnic’s voice, unnoticeable to most. He also looked more tense, like mediation and the scenery wasn’t helping with whatever was troubling him. Zenyatta continued, offering the spot next to him. “You do not need to ask me. All the answers to your queries are inside you. Simply think, and let them come to you.”
Slowly, Genji bent his knees and rested his fists on his knees, hesitant. He was unsure of what he would find when he tapped into his spirit, but Soba was anxious and snarling, alighting his nerves with the motivation to do something. Genji relaxed as best he could, fingers clenched into his palm, ankles crossed under him. He breathed out, closed his eyes, and focused. The sword on his back alighted, green glow vibrant and invigorated, the dragon healthy and active again. Soba manifested on Genji’s shoulders, before growing to her full form and swirling angrily above his head, the green glow the last thing he sensed before the tug behind his stomach notified him that Soba was dragging him into her memories.
She had something to say, and she wanted to be heard.
Seguir leyendo
Split (Genji Shimada x Reader)
//wheeze I’m dying send flowers
anyway this is the product of my stubborn ass wanting to read a certain thing and not finding the thing so I wrote the thing (damn it).
32 pages, 15.6k words; this is my contribution to the overwatch fandom. This will be added to the list of fandoms as of today! There will be another part to this if it is well received. If not, it will be a stand alone tale. Enjoy!
theme: been a long time comin’ / couldn’t keep on runnin’ / and it’s time to let go of someone that I used to know
warnings: ah yeah like violence, MC has SEVERE anxiety, also me jsut havin’ a good time and rolling with some headcannons
masterlist link available in blog description
Dark clouds swirling, you glanced up from your mug on your front porch, observing the wind chime haphazardly singing a warning of the oncoming storm. Unusual; your neck of the woods rarely saw such strong winds and gales, and you wondered if this was a natural storm or something else. Rumors were swirling that Overwatch had been recalled, their agents active and mobilizing, but when the shopkeeper in town had warned you you merely shrugged and hefted your bag of supplies over your shoulder, giving a wave as you did. Exiting the shop, you cocked your head and thought about inquiring more, before you adjusted your long sleeves and out of season gloves, shrugging as you made your way to your beat up truck. You had no more interest in politics or wars; you enjoyed your simple life, wilderness at your back door and early mornings rising with the sun. You had earned it.
A crack of thunder caught your attention, and heavy rain began to fall; you deduced it was a good time to enter the cabin to wait out the storm, but as you turned something caught your eye. A flash of green and a mighty roar falling to earth, before lightning lit up the sky and it vanished, but not the presence; trees cracked and splintered, groaning under weight they could no longer sustain; birds taking to the air when their natural instinct would be to wait out the storm, wildlife fleeing the treeline and rushing past your home. Your heart gave a frightened thud, wondering just what had fallen to Earth.
All parts of you told you to return inside, ignore it; you were not the person you once were. Your last stunt of clouded judgement had almost gotten you killed, and forever changed who you were.
“I won’t do it,” you muttered. “I’m safe here. What if it’s dangerous, (Y/N)? Don’t do it.”
Muttering to yourself, you winced as another roar let loose through the trees, one that drifted off into a whine and a hiss. Pausing, you listened again, but heard nothing. That sounded like something in pain, and your heart gave a jolt as you heard it, fingers idly playing with your gloves as you thought.
You could help whatever it was; you had the power. Maybe. If it cooperated.
Should you even try, though? Last time, you were nearly killed.
But…
“Goddamn,” you hissed, spinning on your heel, disgusted with yourself.
Hand on the doorknob, you sighed, wrenching it open and returning to the porch in your yellow raincoat and high waders, flipping the hood onto your head and holding it there as the rain threatened to rip it off. Flicking on your torch, you trudged into your muddy yard and to the treeline, shining your light and peering into the dark. There was nothing apparent at first glance, but you could see the fleeing tracks of wildlife in the mud and you followed them in the opposite direction, breathing fast and flight reflex high. Any sign of danger, you were out of there.
You knew you were on the right path when the trees showed signs of breakage, and glancing around with your torch, you realized whatever had come through here was large; two spruces were clean cut from their bases, a maple torn up by its roots. A large gorge was carved into the dirt, and as you cautiously peeked around an upturned boulder, your breath hitched in your throat and you felt your panic rise.
Was that… a dragon?
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