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3.) Genji x FemaleWerewolf!Reader __________________ "Y/N?” Genji asked as he walked into my room. “Are you here cherry blossom?” I held my breath and watched him look around the room from under the bed. He checked the closet, behind the dark curtains that cause light to flood the room, everywhere except under the bed. ‘Please leave,’ I thought as I watched his metallic feet walk in front of the bed. They were in front of me. “I guess she isn’t here,” he sighed as he walked away. When I knew he was gone I wiggled out and made sure it was locked. I sighed and leaned against the metal, sliding down the cold surface and sitting up against it and bringing my knees into my chest. I hid my face in my jeans and started to cry softly, letting out a few whimpers of pain in the process. I felt the bones and muscles in my back move around and it was agonizing. I looked up from my knees now stained in makeup and tears to see the sun setting over my window, the warm light shrinking more and more with every passing second. I cried out when I felt my chest lock up, wrapping my arms around my stomach and hunching over. The first time I transformed, I passed out instantly, the second time it wasn’t that bad, but now the third one was the worst so McCree says (yes I’m saying Werewolf McCree is canon). Three months I had to hide this from genji, and it was killing me. I know he’ll figure it out eventually but I can’t let him, at least not now. I wheezed as I felt my lungs crash into each other, my heart sinking down in the middle of the two organs. I fell down to my side and cried, sobs wracking my body as I shook. “Y/N?! What’s wrong?!” Genji asked as he banged up against my door. “Go away!” I cried, only to scream in pain. “Y/N let me in! Athena open the door!” he ordered as he slammed his hands up on the metal. “I can’t,” Athena stated. “She has requested nobody to come into her room tonight.” I crawled over to my bed and managed to stand up, my long black claws digging into my end table. I saw my teeth started sharpening in the window. “Athena, now!” Genji ordered. “Please,” he said in a heartbreaking tone. “I’m sorry Agent,” Athena told me. The door slid open and there stood Genji, his faceplate off and missing while his eyes were full of tears. Before he could run up to me and check me for what was wrong, I shook my head and hunched over panting and gasping for air. “Stay away from me! Genji please,” I whispered, not even turning to look at him. “Y/N, something is wrong with you! Let me help you!” he pleaded. He walked up to me and was about to pull me into a hug when i snapped. I turned around and grabbed his wrist and snarled at him, my eyes glowing yellow and my teeth bared. His amber eyes were wide as he looked at my face changing right in front of me. "Genji.. I’m so sorry,” I whispered as I backed away from him. He just stood there, looking down at me with shock. “Genji please get out of here! I don’t wanna hurt you,” I said as tears poured down my eyes. I had backed myself into the wall by this point. I cried out in pain and dropped to my knees while grabbing my hair and yanking. I felt arms being wrapped gently around me, and looking up, my face was met with his metal chest. ‘What is he doing?!’ I thought as I tried to push him away. A third of me wanted to run away forever and let him be with a normal girl, not one who’s a monster, another was telling me to stay in his loving embrace, and the last part was telling me to kill him. I shook my head and tried to push him away but he kept me in his arms. "What are you doing? I can kill you Genji! I don’t wanna hurt you,” I cried as I tried to push him away without hurting him. He just stayed silent and kept hugging me. What the fuck is he doing?! A sudden surge of anger bubbled up inside of me and I pinned him down to the ground by his throat. “GET OFF OF ME!” I roared as fur started growing from my skin. Within a split second, I was pushed up against the wall with his strong hands pinning my wrists up to the wall. “You need to calm down Y/N… Please,” he whispered. His amber eyes searched my full yellow ones.. And I started to feel calm. I didn’t realize it at first but he was looking up at me. I was in my form and I stood a few inches over him. My clothes were in shreds on the ground and here I was… I was supposed to be slaughtering everything on sight but here I am calming down by looking into my boyfriend’s eyes. ‘How..?’ I thought as I searched his eyes. He held his hand out in front of me, and I leaned down, bumping my forehead on to his with my eyes closed. "Heh, there you are my cherry blossom,” he said softly as he rubbed behind one of my ears. I leaned into his touch and opened my pupiless eyes to look deep into his amber orbs. “Why did you not tell me before? I would of helped you out my blossom,” he whispered. I growled softly and laid down on my bed, pulling him down next to me. He just laughed and placed his large hand into my larger one, my claws overlapping his fingers. “I love you cherry blossom, in both of your forms,” he whispered as he ran his hands through my fur. I growled and snuggled into his cold armor, wrapping my large arm over his smaller body and fell asleep with him softly stroking my fur.

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2.) Werewolf!McCree x Reader — He dug the bullet out of his stomach and flicked it away like it was nothing. I watched on in slight horror as my boyfriend twisted and shifted into a large monster with haunting orange eyes. He mauled…. no, mauled is too light and fluffy for what he did to that Talon agent. Jesse liquidated the agent, he slaughtered, massacred, annihilated. All that was left was his pistol and shreds of his clothing, the ear piece that fed him information, and his metal boots. Jesse was breathing heavily as he stood over the remains of the man while I tried my best to crawl away, unnoticed hopefully. But that all changed when Jesse’s head snapped in my direction, his murderous orange eyes pinning me to my place. I wrapped an arm over my bleeding stomach and shook in fear as he stomped up to me. He towered over me and blood dripped down from the blood soaked dark brown fur that was on his muzzle. His sharp and long fangs poked over his black gums and lips. The baby was dead no doubt about it. The bullet was lodged in my lower belly, mostly where my ten week baby was growing. That wasn’t on my mind right now however, it was on my boyfriend who was a werewolf standing over me. I saw him start to back away from me a bit, but he failed at tryinv to control himself. He lunged down at me while I just screamed bloody horror. ——————————- I sat straight up and felt my bump while sweat rolled down my forehead. No blood, not dead, I’m okay. I looked down to see Jesse moving a bit from my sudden jerk but his face soften as he continued sleeping. No werewolf Jesse. It was just a dream. I relaxed and laid back down. Before i fell asleep, I saw the moon almost a full circle in the sky. —————————— I woke up to see Jesse gone. He wasn’t anywhere in the house, but he made me breakfast and left a note. ‘Had to go on a mission, be back around 8. Love ya! - Jesse’ I smiled and went on my day like I would any other day. Did a few chores, ate food, watched tv, look through social media. The usual, that was until 7 o'clock rolled around and Jesse burst through the front door. I dropped the mop and screamed slightly but calmed down as soon as I saw it was him. “This baby’s gonna be born quicker if you keep doing that!” I said as I picked up the mop. "Is someone here!” He asked as he came up to me and hugged me. "No? What do you mean?” "I got wind that someone Talon or somethin’ was aroun’ the area. I got worried and I just had to come home. I couldn’t stand to have you taken from my life.” I just smiled and pecked his lips. He pulled away and looked around. “Ya smell that?” "Smell what? I mean, I lit a candle for a bit, but that’s it.” "No. It’s cologne,” he said as he walked off. I sniffed the air, but I could only smell the lingering scent of the candle I had lit earlier and Jesse. No other type of cologne.. "Nothin,” Jesse said as he walked back into the living room. “I was just smellin things darlin, sorry if I scared ya or somethin,” he laughed. "It’s fine,” I giggled as I sat down on the couch. He looked nervous immediately when he looked at the time. 7:42. “What’s wrong Jesse?” I asked. I patted the fabric next to me. “Sit. You can tell me you know.” "I can’t do that darlin…” he whispered. “Why not?” “I-I just can’t sweet pea.” He was sweaty and it looked like he was shaking horribly. He looked sick. “Jesse, you don’t look good. Sit down,” I said as I walked up to him. "N-No, I-I can’t darlin. Please,” he said as he backed up. He looked past my shoulder and instantly growled. He shoved me behind him and and I saw a man. The man from my dream…. “Who the fuck are you?” Jesse growled. "Dog Pound. Here to put down a rouge werewolf by order of me,” he said as he aimed his gun at Jesse’s head. Jesse’s frown grew as he backhanded the gun away. The Talon agent’s smirk instantly turned into a scared frown. "Whats wrong partner? Ya’ll were just talkin up a storm!” Jesse smugly replied. Within a split second another gun was placed in between Jesse’s eyes. “Y/N… Go in the other room. Now.” "No. She leaves, I shoot her. Got that princess?” The agent growled as he moved his gun to me. I just nodded and hugged my stomach. I felt sick. I felt like something bad is gonna happen. Like my dream is gonna come real. "Don’t threaten her,” Jesse growled. “Y/N, turn around and cover your ears then.” I nodded and turned. Through my ears I heard the sound of cruching and inhuman snarling. Throughout the whole slaughterfest Jesse was creating, there was a gunshot. When I heard two loud thumps, I had to turn around. The agent was dead for sure, but Jesse… He was different. His beard looked more fuller, like fur but still hair. His ears were slight animal like and his canines and back were sharp fangs. His fingernails on his only hand were long, pointed and black and his eyes were screwed shut. He even looked a but thicker and hairier. My eyes stopped on the blood in the middle of his stomach with his metal hand grabbing the fabric of his shirt. He was wheezing and groaning in pain while he was sweating bullets. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I dropped in front of him. I dug my fingers into the wound and yanked out the bullet. It was oozing a weird yellow liquid. "Jesse?” I asked as i felt his cheek. “Jesse are you okay?” His clawed hand shot out and grabbed my wrist, his eyes opened up to reveal bright orange eyes boarded by a black circle with pinpricked black pupils. They were scared more that monstorous like in my dream. He shook his head and his breathing picked up. "N-no! Y/N get away from me!” He growled. His voice was deeper.. way derper. It had basically dropped a few octaves. Saliva and something that looked like foam started running down the side of his mouth. He started shaking and sweating horribly as he roared in pain. "Jesse!” I cried as I grabbed his hands. Something made me stay here with him even though I should running for my life. "W-w-wolfsbane,” he wheezed as his eyes started getting more and more…. monstrous. He yelled in pain and rolled over to his side. I saw the bones in his back and sides move as his clothes split by their seams. His body hair was growing thicker and longed into dark brown fur. He rolled on to his chest and grabbed on to his hair while everythig on him changed. His boots popped and peeled off and his pants split apart. The only piece of clothing that stayed on him was his serape. He started growing quickly as a tail shot through his lower back. His legs crunched up to resemble that of a dog’s but bigger with larger clothes. His metal arm clunked down to the ground leaving the stump of his left arm out in the open. I backed away from him and into the kitchen table causing Jesse’s head to snap in my direction. His eyes were wide and he was just purly terrifying. He growled and stood up fully and walked up to me withfoam and saliva dripping down from his muzzle. "J-Jesse?” I asked as he got closer to me. He towered over me. It was like he was a skyscraper and I was an RV. That much of a difference. He forced his large hand on to my throat and yanked me up into the air. “Jesse!” I choked as I kicked the air. “Jesse stop! Please!” I looked into his eyes while mine were struggling to stay open. I saw him struggling to pull away, I saw him fighting to control himself. He dropped me and backed away, whimpering while he placed his hand over his stump of his left arm. I just sat there and watched him calm down. I pat the floor next to me and smiled. He was hesitant about it, but he eventually laid down next to me. His cold nose rubbed up against my belly and he looked up at me. I smiled and ran my fingers through his hair. "You’ll be an amazing dad Jesse. I promise,” I whispered. He growled softly and licked my cheek before we I cuddled up to his soft fur and we just stayed like that until I fell asleep.

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1.) Hanzo x Reader Warning: Sad

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On the field and off the field, Hanzo and Y/N always have each others backs. They protected each other, they cared for each other, they helped each other. On the field you two were a force to be reckoned with. Talon age ts fell, omnics broke off into cheap metal pieces, and guns fell tbe ground while their weilders fell down bleeding from either arrows or by bullets.

However, the two were heavily outnumbered.

Soldier 76 pressed a finger on his ear piece and alerted everyone to retreat.

Hanzo and Y/N fled through the rooftops, taking out and shoving Talon agents off of the sides while they ran back for the ship. Little did the two know about the sniper out for revenge aiming for your head.

Hanzo held your hand tightly as you two ran across brick and metal roofs, over chimneys, through smoke and debris flying and flicking into the air, dodging sniper fire, over large gaps.

On the last set of rooftops, the couple could see the ship’s door opening with Soldier, Lucio, a mechless D.Va, Winston, Ana, Genji and Pharah running inside for cover.

“Hanzo! Y/N! Where are you two?!” Soldier yelled into the ear piece.

“Were coming!” You yelled.

So close. So close. Almost there. Almost there.

You could just taste the fresh and dust free air of the ship that will safely bring you and Hanzo back home.

So close.

One more rooftops. One more chimney hop.

However you two were still oblivious to the sniper trained on your heads, yours specifically, Hanzo he’ll kill when he’s mourning over you.

Just as you two were about to jump to that rooftop, he fired.

The bullet pierced your chest and shot right through your expanding lungs, the bones of your ribcage and your vertebrae, your heart. It cleared and left your body only to lodge itself in the clay chimney in front of the two of you, smoke started to leak into the air.

The sound was so loud and so clear that everyone on the field had stopped to see the deadly sniper putting in his last bullet to shoot down Hanzo.

You fell to your knees, your hands placed over the little hole just an inch or more past the center of your chest. Hanzo noticed quickly when your hand slipped out of his large hand and turned around quickly to only be brought to instant tears. Blood was leaking out of both the whole and the corner of your mouth, your nose quickly followed. The blood was black and pouring out by the ounce, pooling around you feet.

As you fell to your knees Hanzo was in front of you, on his knees with tears pouring down his face, dripping off of his beard into the blood. You fell to the side and he you up by the back of your neck and upper back.

Your eyesight was blurring and sound was turning off. You managed a small smile and lifted a trembling hand to his soaked cheek, brushing away some of the tears.

“I-I-I lo-ove you, ” you croaked out before you started coughing up clumps of dark blood and wheezing.

He gripped on to your hand and started crying even harder than before. He shook his head and looked down, his tears streaming down his neck.

Never has Hanzo shown this much emotion to you, to anyone.

“Don’t go,” the Asian cried as he gripped on to your hand even tighter. “Y/N please!” he sobbed. “I love you, please!”

His amber eyes looked into yours, watching the color leave your eyes and your skin turn paler. He felt your body go stiff and your chest give off you last breath.

“No. No no no no!” he yelled as he shook you. “Y/N! Y/N PLEASE!” he sobbed.

His eyes were like waterfalls by this point. He still had your limp little hand in his large and shaking one. He leaned down and started sobbing his eyes out into your unmoving chest, pleading and begging for you to come back to life.

“Hanzo! Y/N!” Soldier yelled into the ear piece. “Where are you two?! Get to the ship now!”

Hanzo only shook his head as his whole body shook like a leaf in a tornado.

He didn’t notice the sniper was trained on Hanzo’s location, waiting patiently for Hanzo to lift his head up for any reason.

The heartbroken archer was sobbing in agony of his heart cracking and shattering just like that day years ago when he had slain his brother, but this was magnified. He started coughing in pain from his throat closing due to inhaling the smoke pouring out of the cracked chimney next to the body of his now deceased lover.

“Brother!” Genji yelled on the intercom. “Hurry!”

Everyone was now yelling for the Asian and his lover to return. In the background, you could hear Ana fighting with Pharah who was willing to risk everything to find the two. That was until Genji said he was coming to find the two.

Hanzo lifted his head to only grip on to his hair in anger.

If only he was on the other side of you. If only he would turn around and start firing aroows to keep the assassins at bay. If only he used the dragons to attack while they were running. If only they ran down the alleys rather than the rooftops like you had suggested… Then you would be alive right now..

You two would be on the ship on your way back home.

‘It’s all my fault’

That’s all that would run in his head now..

He cradled your limp body up to his, not caring his kimono was getting drenched in your blood. He placed a kiss on your forehead and just held you, holding your hand tightly.

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered.

…Bang…

Hanzo’s head slumped down as blood poured quickly through the hole in his neck. The bullet pierced his main vein and now lodged in the middle of his neck. He died instantly, looking down at you while you looked up at him.

The sniper smiled evilyvand slung his sniper rifle across his shoulder, walking away with his head held high knowing he killed two of Overwatch’s best.

“Brother?” Genji called as he scaled up to the rooftop. “Brother? Where are yo- HANZO!” He yelled. “Lucio! I need you up here now! Please!” He cried as he ran up to the two of your bodies.

When Lucio got up to the rooftop, he had to pry Genji off of his dead brother.

Overwatch was never the same without the two of you… Your amazing, kind, beaming smile was now gone, buried under ground. Hanzo’s advice for everyone and therapist like personality was now gone, buried next to you six feet under.

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Greetings *Symmetra Waves*

I am Mod Lykos! I reside in the deepest pits of Overwatch Fanfiction Hell. I have a Hanzo kink (and maybe werewolf McCree and Hanzo). I have friends that are the best gayest people ever and I love them, so if they ask me to do something I shall write. I do both SFW and NSFW. I can do rape, torture, death, etc. I will warn before, I’m not a monster, just not human bruh. I don’t do Winston, Bastion, Torbjörn, and some Zenyatta (like sex cause I can’t see it). I don’t live in the last levels of that hell that does beastiality. But yea. Everything else I’ll mostly do. Monster aus are my life. Please. Request them. But still… *Sweats loudly* I promise to reveal my identity when I reach 1000 followers. Also, I’ll show you all my OC for this later.