A/n: So sorry for those who have requested stories. I am getting to them. I'm getting married so I've been planning my own wedding as of late. I shall be getting back to writing more very soon. Still feel free to request. See you all very soon!
Warnings: fluff, Gabriel Reyes x fem!reader
Requested: No
Pairing: Gabriel Reyes x reader
Almost everyone in Overwatch knew Gabriel Reyes as a very sarcastic, dark humored, and seriously scary guy. He knew how to get under people's skin quite easily. He even pissed off Commander Morrison, which was never a good thing. The one thing Reyes never talked about was his home life and for good reasons too.
He was on his way to start the Blackwatch meeting when he enters their private meeting room. He hears the voices within the room quiet down and looks up. His eyes once serious widen as he sees (Y/n) standing with the Blackwatch agents he worked with: McCree, Moira and Genji. All of them seeming to be looking at him and the mysterious woman they knew nothing about. He felt his heart beating fast as he didn't expect such a sudden surprise visit. Was it getting hot in here?
"Reyes, mi amor." (Y/n) smirked with half-lidded eyes that just told him she was teasing him.
"I.. Mi amor?" Gabriel whispers as his posture- specifically his shoulders, loosened up. How can he be so stiff when she was around. The light of his life. "How are you.. all the way in here?" With that sudden question, he could already see how upset his soon to be was.
"Jack, let me in. I even got a special pass for the future." She wiggles the small card with a blue lanyard attached to it. "Of course with a small fee."
"I didn't realize our old Commander Reyes was dat'in a cute lady like yourself." McCree smiles as he approached the two. He regrets ever bonding with McCree. He taught him too many Spanish words.
"Oh, me and Reyes aren't dating." (Y/n) couldn't help but show off her left hand and reveal a golden ring on her finger. Reyes couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at how his soon to be wife showed off she was his. "I'm his fiancé." Something about it made him puff out his chest proudly.
"Oh well, congratulations!" The cowboy cheers.
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Immediately, Jack could hear his office door being met with multiple bangings from what he assumed was a fist. He hurriedly munched down the churros as the door slides open revealing a pissed Gabriel with Ana running behind him before the doors closed behind them.
".. Yes?" Jack answered after swallowing the churros and wiping the crumbs off his lip.
"My wife made those churros, Jack." Gabriel glares sternly as Ana was breathing heavily from the sudden running she had to do.
"I can tell.." Jack slowly munched another churro before stopping as Reyes spoke.
"They were for me, Jack. You know damn well." He points at his superior who hasmd some crumbs on his lip and cheeks.
"But she offered me some?" Jack argued with a mouthful. His voice came out small before he swallow and continues. "Your being very unreasonable, Reyes."
"Stop taking MY food." Gabriel shakes his head with a sneer. "Get someone else to make you churros, Commander Jackass!" He grumbles as Ana watched Reyes stomp out the office before turning to speak to Jack.
"I'm sorry! I can't handle when something looks so good!" Jack argues as he pouts at his desk.
"I know Jack.." Ana sighs as she looks to Reyes who stomps over to the elevator. "You forget Gabe doesn't like being challenged."
"I wasn't trying to do that." He raised his brow.
"Well.. you certainly know how to pick your fights, Jack." Ana chuckles as Jack grumbles as he munches on the sweetly baked goods. He was sure to ask for the recipe. Maybe then Vincent wouldn't call him bad at baking.
Warnings: xfem!reader, reader is in her early 20s, Jack Morrison is bisexual for story purposes. Don't like that, don't read. I don't think I have to explain that it's fanfiction and shouldn't be taken seriously. If that triggers you, do not read this fic.
A/n: Unsure who I should ship reader with but we shall see.
Summary: You find out something that you shouldn't have found out, but here we are. That's what you get for eavesdropping.
Song:
(Y/n) had become a part of Blackwatch for a few months now, and the constant training was always different, but joining Overwatch had become her dream. When she joined as a soldier, she was surprised that she would soon be joining a black ops group who was hand-picked by Commander Reyes himself. To work under someone who's well respected and knows what he's doing was a big honor. Not only that, but for some reason, she had noticed Commander Morrison has been watching over their training exercises. He would actually even compliment her. It surprised her at first, but she knew he probably did that to those he saw with potential. She always saw him talking to Gabriel in the distance, arguing about something, but regardless, it always seemed to calm down.
Today, she was walking to Commander Reyes' office to return some needed files that needed to be filled out and given to Doctor Moira. But she stopped in her tracks as soon as she heard Reyes and Morrison arguing. She knew it was bad to eavesdrop but she did it anyway.
"Absolutely not." Reyes' gruff voice came.
"I'm not asking you. I'm demanding that she be removed from you're squad." Jack could be heard sounding angry and less composed than he usually did.
"Why would I do that?" Gabriel shifts in his seat as he crosses his arms.
"Why?" She leans in, her curious blue eyes looking inside. Seeing Jack turn as he rubs a gloved hand over his face as he takes a moment to answer. "You got my kid in there."
".. What?" Gabriel tilts his head, seeming confused.
"I had a fling when I was young and.." He explains and Gabriel just laughs.
"Is it Cassidy?" Reyes jokes to which Jack scoffs.
"No, it's obvious who." The two lock eyes and (Y/n) can't help but jump as she feels a hand touch her arm. Seeing Captain Amari there made her completely freak out.
"(Y/n)? What's wrong? You look like you seen a ghost." She looks down at her concerned, and (Y/n) can't help but tighten her grip on the stack of papers in her gloved hands.
"No, I'm honestly fine..!" She could hear the two Commanders approaching the doorway and she quickly, shoves the papers into her chest before running down the hall and into the elevator as she turns she could see Commander Jack looks down the hall, her way, as the doors shut with a ding of the elevator.
She felt her heart beating so fast and her head spinning as she felt her entire face in a cold sweat. As the elevator stops, she finds herself aimlessly walking around. She wasn't sure what time it was when she found herself within the Blackwatch members' corridor room. She found her fingers shaking as she kept mistyping her own room code with multiple beeps being heard. She exhales as she stops herself for a moment.
Something about the new girl was off today. She looked rather tense, or at least that is what Genji's eyes could tell. To him, she was just another member, another teammate. A freak but she looked much more normal than the rest of them. More normal than him. Though he usually avoided conversations so he never thought of talking to her or much of anyone. Unless absolutely necessary circumstances. He resented them all for being.. human. It reminded him of what he was not. Of what was taken away from him.
The days in Overwatch was always the same. Everyday, to him, went by quickly and was just as empty as usual. Genji had his own routine like anyone else: training, meetings, more training, then showers. Perhaps the best part of his day. He was always grateful to feel the warmth of the shower against his torn flesh. Unlike his added cybernetic side, it could feel. He walked down the halls to the Blackwatch private quarters, with his towel hanging over and around his neck. Only in his gym shorts as his augments were showing. Stopping as he watched her fumble with her door passcode. "Needing help or something?" He asked her softly as he was more curious today about her expression. He was surprising himself since he rarely talked to other people, but she looked like she could use a hand.
She almost bit her own tongue as the robotic voice had startled her. Her head turning and her eyes blinking away any sort of distress as her fingers fumbled with the key card.
"Uh.. I.. I think I got it." Again, the beeping was still denying her access to her own quarters. She lowers her head as she steps aside and gestures for him to have a try. "Have at it. I swear I forget sometimes." She looks at him as she smiles and rubs the back of her neck as she hands him her keycard. "Code is 8170."
She never knew the cyborg ninja guy even talked. Well, he could she just has never really talked to him before. Only during missions there was usually nothing but nods or hand gestures. He would sigh or scoff and with the plate over his mouth it sounds more robotic. She's heard stories from others around the base and how he was so skilled. Some people would even think he was hard to look at but no one would dare tell him to his face. Honestly, with Genji's red cybernetic eyes, he looked like he could kill someone easily and he probably could. She didn't know him much but she knew he was usually a quiet guy and he seemed to like his solitude. Sometimes, Cassidy would talk to him and she swore Genji would roll his eyes but endure McCree's rambling.
His hand moved to type in the code after memorizing it and her repeating it quietly. His breathing could be heard from behind his mask as he typed in the last few digit numbers. The door to her room sliding open with a small green light on the keypad. He steps back and hands her the keycard.
"The codes are picky, sometimes you have to type them in slow." He said as his eyes looked at her for a mere moment in silence as he stepped back. Turning to walk to his own room as he takes out his own keycard.
".. Training will be early tomorrow." He said as he got to his own door and typed in his own code.
"Yeah.." she said as she steps inside her room and watches Genji walk over to him before her eyes met his. "Thank you, I'll be seeing you.. tomorrow." She said and he gives her a nod before heading into his room before pressing a button to let the doors close and lock and she did the same.
She sighs as she hangs her head low before going to her desk and immediately went to look at an old photo of her and her mother. Her mother never had the chance to tell her much about her father but the fact she unintentionally found him wasn't a coincidence. She just hoped whatever led them towards each other wasn't for the worst.
Hello!! I saw your life weaver one shot and I just adore it. I was wondering if you maybe had some general LifeWeaver headcanons? Maybe for a clumsy person, who is definitely not me but tends to have old scars and new injuries from things?
Thank you, your one shot made me weak he is such a darling of a man ♥️
Well, I didn't expect another request for Lifeweaver, but I shall grant you what my mind can muster up. I wrote this in one sitting. Enjoy~
Roommates
Summary: You just happen to always slip on your own two feet. Even in Vishkar University. Lucky for you, Vishkar has given you a nurse who is in 24/7.
Pairing: Lifeweaver x fem!reader
Warning(s): fluff
Requested: Yes, anonymous
Song:
A groan escaped (Y/n)'s lips as she laid down on the ground. The days of overworking yourself to the bone (has) finally caught up to you, and you can't help but just accept it. (Y/n) could hear sudden footsteps from upstairs before a familiar face peering down to look at what had probably caused all that ruckus. It was right then and there that she had wished she would've died on impact, so she didn't have to witness her roommate looking at her pathetic hopeless self sprawled out on the ground.
"(Y/n), did you just fall?" Niran asked as he held onto the railing of the top of the stairs.
"No." She replies.
"Then why are you on the ground?" He cocks his head to the side with a small smirk and raised brow.
".. I fell." She admits and this makes him sigh.
"I'm going to help you up." He said, already heading downstairs. Her roommate was always so nice and friendly while she was a clumsy mess. "Does anything hurt?"
"No." She lies. Nothing was broken, but she did feel ashamed that nearly everyone she knew had known her as the person who always would be in an accident.
"Good, then you can get up." He taps her hip and she couldn't help but groan. "Unless you want me to help you."
"No, I'm totally fine here." She smiles as she watched him roll his eyes and stepped over her before resting his hands on his hips.
"This is your last chance, N̂ảp̄hụ̂ng." He warns.
"Or what?" (Y/n) watched as he bends down and grabbed her legs before pulling her down the hallway.
"NIRAN!?" A squeak leaves her lips as he practically drags her. Her arms cover her fluttering face as he continues to drag her before he lets go of her legs and moves. She can't help but peak between her arm, though that was probably a mistake as his chest was in full view. The man was wearing a deep rose pink V neck t-shirt, revealing his hard yet soft looking chest. How was it that she was so blessed and cursed at the same time to have such a good-looking roommate. She swore she only joined Vishkar to learn and provide people with hope for the future. Still, her eyes can't help but look at the way Niran's white hair was tied up in a messy bun, and his bangs happen to fall over his eye.
"You must really like staring at someone who is treating you." He said with an amused smirk on his lips. This makes her avert her eyes before yelping as he picked her up and sits her down onto the couch of their living room. "I'm going to have to ask you if anything hurts. That was a dangerous fall.."
"I'm alright.." (Y/n) stretched her arm before whimpering as she held it to her stomach. Niran can't help but lean forward and reach over, gently holding her arm. "Okay, maybe not as alright as I had thought."
"This is why I'm studying to be you're nurse." He jokes as he decides to have a look at your arm. "Well, I can't fix it now since it's late. Lucky for you, I happen to be trained in wrapping a broken arm."
"Thank you so much, Niran. I'm so sorry to be such a clutz." She let's her eyes meet his soft chocolate ones.
"It's no problem. Without you falling around everywhere, I wouldn't be learning how to treat different kinds of first aid." He chuckles as his eyes glance at every small scar and recent bandages on you. "But really, I think it's rather adorable."
"Ho-!?" She can't help but almost choke on her own saliva before going into a coughing fit. He quickly pats her back before letting his hand rub the middle of her shoulder blades. "You think I'm.."
"Of course, I do. You're also the sweetest person I have ever met on campus."
"Ahh.." She was feeling her entire face burn up and quickly averts her eyes only to see Satya in her light blue pajamas with her pillow under her arm. She looked so tired and upset, which was never good.
"If you two don't stop flirting so loudly, I will not hesitate to strike you both." Her hands already holding up her pillow.
"Wait.. is that a seashell pillow?" Niran asked as he pointed at it. Satya can't help but look at it herself.
"Yes, it is."
"I didn't realize you believed in fairytales." Immediately, Niran's face is met with a loud "fwap" as the pillow is slammed against his face.
"(Y/n) if you're going to start dating him. I suggest you teach him some manners." She takes her pillow back, glaring at Niran before walking back upstairs. "Start with his snoring."
"Satya!" Niran whines as he can't help but tuck his face into your shoulder as he hugs (Y/n). Whether it was to comfort himself or to hold you didn't really matter.
Kon'nichiwa <333,, may I request lifewevaer x f!reader short story?? May-b a friends to lovers type of theme
Authors note: Ask and you shall receive! Enjoy^^
Just One Touch
Lifeweaver x f!reader
Summary: Sometimes someone just needs a helping hand to meet the right one.
Pairing: Lifeweaver x fem!reader
Warning(s): fluff
Requested: yes, anonymous
Song:
Fear had always settled in whenever (Y/n) had met new scientists or doctors. They always poked her arms with needles and injected her with unknown substances. Even after being captured by a corrupt corporation like Talon. They would always treat her like a monster, an animal, because of what she could do. They would lock her up in the dark for days. That didn't mean they wouldn't feed her daily but only slide the food tray through an opening, and she would rarely see anyone's face. Whenever she did see anyone, it was like a nightmare. The doctors would always laugh and poke at her. Almost mocking her distress. She had always felt so alone, but maybe it was better this way, she had always thought.
So when she saw a bright light entering her room, she backed into a corner and cowered away from the person who had entered the room.
"Easy.. no need to.." He paused, his voice so gentle, but he was hesitant as he looked around the room. He almost looked at the room in disbelief, and when he looked back at her, his gentle eyes met her frightened ones. ".. You are safe now. There's no reason to panic, Kwāng n̂xy." This was enough for (Y/n) to furrow her brows in confusion. What did he call you? He chuckles, and from the way she flinched, he stops laughing and holds a hand up.
"No, please!" Her voice was practically begging him not to come near her.
"I won't hurt you." He reminds her and eases closer, but she rushes to another corner, shaking as she begs not to be touched. He stands up and looks at her. He could hear the rest of the Overwatch agents entering the Talon base. He didn't know what they did to her, he didn't know anything about her but she reminded him of a deer. Whatever they did to you must've been too much. He looked around the room before approaching the frightened thing.
(Y/n) could hear commotion outside the room, which made her curious what was going on. She barely noticed the man approach her. That was until she felt something familiar over her, a blanket. As she looked behind her, she found her eyes meeting something so peculiar. It was glowing a rose and gold color.
"Do you want to hold it?" Niran asked as he held the rose to her.
"Yes.. what is it?" She asked as she slowly held her hands towards it.
"It's a rose." He smiles as she held it, her fingers stroking the stem of the flower he had generated thanks to the technology he had created. The way her eyes looked at every part of the flower with such curiosity. It then hit him that she was a prisoner here, but for what? He wondered.
"It's not.. dying." She said.
"It's not supposed to.. not mine, at least." He mumbles the rest. "Why are you talking about death?" He asked as he kneeled down to her seated level.
"Everything I touch dies."
Those words hit him deep when he finally understood why you had been kept in this tiny little room. Still, this was no way to treat a human being. Especially someone so fragile looking as yourself.
Niran had brought you to Overwatch, the new and improved heroic team. That's where he and Satya had conducted their own experiments based on the Talon files. It was little what they could work with. Niran was sure to understand the things you can hold, what you can touch. Doctor Zeigler made it very clear, absolutely "no touching" the subject. But Niran would choose to go against this rule, just a bit. It wouldn't kill him to just touch you, right?
He understood he could not lay a hand on (Y/n), but no one was stopping him from conducting his own experiments. Even now, he could see the confusion in her doe-like eyes as he tied a cloth to one of your wrists before wrapping the entire cloth to your hand before he held it.
"See, it's like we're holding hands." He smiles brightly.
"Huh..? Holding hands." She gave his hand a small squeeze before looking up at him. "You want to hold my hand?"
For some reason, Niran felt his cheeks grow hot. "O-of course I would!" Smooth. "Who would not want to hold such soft and delicate hands?" A small laugh escapes her, and he can't help but high-five himself for making her laugh.
Later, both Satya and Zeigler have a talk about how dangerous you are to touch, and he should not "find out for himself" because it could lead him to his grave. Death was a constant thing they seemed to talk about whenever they referred to you. To (Y/n), in his eyes, he just saw someone so use to it that she thought it was rightful people not come near. But to him, he saw someone who had every right to experience human touch, life.
That's when a wonderful idea occurred to him.
"What are you working on?" Satya asked as she approached her old colleague from Vishkar.
"A test." He answers as he continues to focus.
"If it's for that woman, I would suggest you give it more thought." This makes him stop and look at her with confusion.
"Meaning?"
Symmetra rolls her eyes and points at his creations. "I would not even wear something so unsightly."
"But it's not a present for you." He smirks.
"Still, those are simply horrendous looking."
"It's a prototype." He pouts as he looks back at his work. "Although maybe it could use some beauty." He looks over to her as she smirks.
"Well, lucky for you, I'm here to help."
Niran couldn't help but think of how she'd react to seeing this gift he had made. He had the gift all wrapped up in a small box with a white ribbon to compliment the color.
"Well, go on. Open it." He urged you with a soft smile lining his lips as he watched how you shifted uncomfortably when he set the gift in front of her.
"What is it?" She asked as she hesitated to even touch the box.
"It's a gift. A surprise gift." He chimes as he holds his hands behind his back as he stands by the table of your much more decorated room with much more space for you to stretch your legs. It is still a place to confine her but with much more freedom. "The surprise is that you have to open it."
"Oh, I see." She said her fingers held onto the top of the box. Eyes showing how mesmerized she was already. This makes Niran smile in pure pride. "How is this.. gloves?" She asked as she placed the top of the box down and reached inside to hold the clear yellow laced fabric.
"Put them on." He insists as she did he immediately reached over and held her hands. She flinched back, moving away and glaring at him. Her eyes were more concerned if she had hurt him. "I'm alright.. see?" He holds his hand out, showing her every side.
"But I.. destroy things." She said quietly.
"If you happen to destroy things, I can always just fix them." He held her hands and gave them a gentle squeeze.
"And I kill things- I take life too." She lowers her gaze, feeling her eyes starting to burn with tears. He simply rolls his eyes and comes close, she flinched when she sees a familiar rose appear before her. When she looks up she can't help but gasp when she feels lips pressed against her own. She yelps, stepping back and clasps her hands over her mouth so fast. "Are you oka-!?" That's when she feels something against her lips. Looking down at it, she sees a single petal, still glowing with life before it disappears.
"You're not meant to be feared.. I think we just need to understand what we can learn from you and find a solution. Maybe one day cure you. If you'd like." He smiles softly as (Y/n) smiles.
"Thank you."
"It's no problem, Kwāng n̂xy." He answers.
"What does that even mean?"
"If I'd tell you that, you might kill me!" He winks and can't help the laugh that escapes his chest as his cheeks become more rose colored.
Translation: Kwāng n̂xy/กวางน้อย = little doe
Authors note: Yes, I'm working on other anonymous ask. Patience, my darlings. I've been waiting for someone to request this very handsome individual.
♡ Mitsuri is the type of lover who will easily swoon. Anything you do with her would be so romantic, and she just thinks you're utterly perfect. So when you two became a married couple, she was head over heels for just you. ♡
"Pfft! Bwahaha~!" By now, that sudden muffled laugh doesn't surprise you. Nor does the hands that now suddenly cover your eyes from continuing to cut the food you were preparing for your fiancé. The day you asked Mitsuri to be yours was a memorable one.
"Mitsuri-chan, my beloved." She let's go immediately as she settles to just hug you now. "I can't finish making your lunch if you cover my vision."
"Oh, I'm sorry." She let's go and looks over before covering her mouth.
"What? Surprised I'm making you something? I would've thought you'd be used to it by now." (Y/n) said as she placed the sushi rolls into the cute pink bento boxes before closing it and tying it in a bow. Mitsuri couldn't help but squeal as she bites the sleeve of her haori.
"What is it, Mitsuri?"
"I feel so luckyyyy!!" She cries out as she burries her face into your chest. Holding you into an almost vice-like grip.
"Mitsuri! I can't breathe!"
This Hashira will never stop falling for you.
Shinobu Kocho:
♡ Shinobu is just so sweet towards you, and she can't help the opportunity to tease you some days. Still, she seems to be the one always taking care of you. She perfers it that way though. ♡
A few small breaths leaves your lips before you began feeling something tickling your nose. Your nose crinkled as you opened your eyes, seeing two indigo eyes looking back at you with a spark in them.
"Honey?" A groggy voice you didn't recognize said. Shinobu sat back as she laughed, hearing your groggy voice.
"Morning, (Y/n)-chan/kun!" She greets as she sits back and watches as you sit up to rub your eyes. A shudder comes to your shoulders as a cool mug is pressed to your lips. "Drink. I made sure to make you some morning matcha tea."
"Matcha?" You stuck your tongue out in disgust. "But it taste so weird. I'm not so much of a bitter drinker, Shinobu-chan."
"I added something special to this tea." She smiles as she again hands you the small mug of the 'green gunk.'
"I swear.. they should feed this to demons as a punishment." You murmured as you held the mug to your lips and take a small sip.
"Well, how is it?"
"It taste.. sweet." Shinobu smiles as you go in for another sip.
"What did you add to it?" A small giggle leaves Shinobu's lips as she touches her cheek.
"Milk."
"Milk..? From a cow, right?" (Y/n) tilts her head as Shinobu keeps her same closed eyed smile. "Shinobu-chan, from a cow, right!?" Her laugh seems to only grow as she watches your concerned face go bright red.
Summary: Angela gets left behind during a mission and happens to meet a familiar person.
Pairing: Mercy x fem!reader
Warning(s): Angst, some spice(nsfw?)
Requested: Nope
Song: Waste by Kxllswxtch
Angela felt her heart beating fast as she stood hidden in an alleyway, just as Talon agents flooded the area. She never had thought she would be left behind as the enemies made it to their route. She covered her mouth as she heard footsteps approaching, but they continued to walk farther to join the others. She took just one look, and to her horror, she was net with a masked agent who tapped her gloved fingers against the wall. Somehow, mimicking those same footsteps she thought were further away. A big wide tooth grin comes to the masked agent. A Talon agent crest at the neck of her feathered coat.
"You seem lost, little angel."
Angela steps back, holding up her own staff in self-defense. This seemed to amuse the woman as she stepped forward and grabbed onto Angela's wrist, tight enough to cause her to whine.
"What's your name?" She asked to which Angela looks at the person, confused written on her face. "It's a simple question. I don't really pay attention to reports before a mission.."
"Mh." Angela huffs as she feels no reason for introductions. She then felt awkward as the silence and the stare of the woman burning holes into her. Metaphorically, of course. "I'm Angela."
"No, last name?" She asked.
"What's the point when I know you'll kill me after?" Angela feels her hand loosen as she pulls her hand back to her side. The medic holds her staff close to her chest, just waiting for the inherent to strike. Even trained in shooting, some combat - she knew she was the weakest of the entire team. She had a job to do, and that was to support her team, but was this really the end for her? She felt scared regardless.
"Overwatch agents are such hypocrites." She scoffs as she steps back in humor and disgust. "Just because we have different ideals does not mean - I want to kill you just because you work with the good guys."
"You're point?" Angela asked, feeling skeptical. After all, she has never talked so long with a Talon agent, much less out of an interrogation room. Whereas if it was someone else, she probably would've been gravely wounded by now.
"I don't intend to kill you." She assures. "How about we do this? You tell me everything i want to know. I take you back to your heroic group? Alive."
Angela was even more confused, but if she really meant what she said, then maybe it wasn't so bad to believe she would come out of it alive.
"Alright, but don't think for one second I'm spilling out about our locations and mission plans."
"Deal." Angela moves off the wall she didn't realize she was pressing her back against. Her blue irises followed the masked woman who walked towards the direction where her unite had run off to deliver the cargo.
"How did you know where -" Angela flinched as a gloved hand came to cover her lips. Her eyes were wide as she saw her pearly white teeth, which reminded her of fangs. She wasn't human.
Just then, a couple of agents rushed by, away from them. She took a moment to admire her own lips. They looked supple despite her wide grin that seemed to creep on her lips. Angela's breath hitched as she felt a single gloved finger press to her mouth before moving off her plump lips.
"Shut up." Angela slowly nods as she alerts her eyes from her lips. Why was she even staring at someone like this? Especially an enemy! She should be on guard at all times.
When Angela turns, she finds that the woman is already walking ahead and the medic hurries behind her. Too anxious that she would probably die or be seen. What, then? How long would this Talon agent play nice?
"Can you come here?" Her voice brings her back to reality, along with her face bumping into her coat. She stumbles back, in her own heels, and adjusts her eyes.
"What exactly do you want me to do?" Angela flinched as she felt a mask be placed over her eyes. Her eyes soon meet the face of (Y/n) (L/n), an old agent of Overwatch. Her mouth fell open as she felt her heart beat a mile a minute.
"Don't tell me you thought I was dead too." Angela found her hands dropping the staff and ignoring it as it fell onto the concrete floor.
"But I couldn't resurrect you.." Angela couldn't tell why her eyes were brimming with tears now. "You died in my arms!"
"I did." Angela's stomach drops.
"Are you a ghost?" She asked quietly, which makes the woman chuckle.
"No, I am very real.." (Y/n) removed the mask once the Talon agents walked by. "Moira brought me back.. I was useful and still am useful."
"Don't say that.." she breathes as she nods. "You've always been helpful to us. Overwatch."
"They left me to die, Angela. Even you thought I was dead." Angela lowered her head as she knew she was right. What would she even say to her? "I'm not blaming you for anything. I just think when I woke up and healed.. I just think Overwatch was too.. scared to go down a certain path."
"Did they brainwash you?" Angela felt anger as she denied what her friend was saying.
"Not at all.." she shakes her head, looking at Angela who was still in disbelief at what her old friend was saying. "I just changed."
"You can come back." Angela steps forward as she held the others' arm. "You can come with me! Back to Overwatch. I'll talk to everyone. I won't let them do anything to you."
"You are too kind to think that Overwatch would even forgive me, Angela." She felt Angela hug her arm, (Y/n) turns to look down to see her in tears.
"Don't go.. please." She begged her as she sees (Y/n) slowly pull away.
"Angela, I can't come with you." (Y/n) steps back before her face is held. She feels the medic hurrily press her lips against her own.
"Stay." Angela begs once more with her voice quivering as the masked Talon agent seems mesmerized by her own actions towards herself. She almost doesn't hear the other Overwatch agents calling her name.
"Such a stupid angel." (Y/n) smirks as her robotic wings spread out before she flies off.
Angela is left on the floor, her mouth dry and her tears starting to sting her eyes as she watches (Y/n) fly off. Her heart drops when she no longer sees her.
"Doctor Zeigler, are you alright?" Lena asked as Genji helps her off the ground. But Angela only responds by heading to the cargo.
Summary: the king wishes to speak to you in private.
Pairing: Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd x fem!reader
Warning(s): None
Requested: Nope
(Y/n) had begun to wake up, her eyes blinking as they adjusted to the candle lit room. She heard a shift beside her. Immediately, she saw both Felix and Sylvain. The two look concerned at their professor.
"Thank the goddess.." Sylvain, let's out a breath of relief.
"Yeah.." Felix crossed his arms as he stared at her. "That was some show you pulled. An idiotic one at that. Surely, I didn't think of you to pull off something so.."
"Hey! Take it easy on our professor. She's still recovering." Sylvain tries to lesson Felix's words.
"I'm sorry. I'm too busy trying to figure out another word for 'stupid.'' But it seems to me the definition of stupid should have a drawing of you on it." Felix sighs as Sylvain's jaw falls slack. "But really.. whatever you were thinking on the battlefield is no excuse for what you did. Sylvain might think it's heroic, but that boar is going to eat you up the moment he.." There is a loud boom of the doors creaking open with Mercedes trying her best to stop the soon to be King of Faerghus.
"Speak of the boar, and he shall come." Felix holds the hilt of his sword as he could already see the anger boiling behind that blue-eyed boar he would soon call a king.
"Let us be." Dimitri spoke with his voice rumbling through to his chest.
"Uh.." Sylvain looked towards his old professor, who glances at him. The man knew it wasn't his place to say anything to Dimitri when he was mad, but he was only concerned for his teacher. "I.. don't think this is a good time, your majesty." His eyes look over to Mercedes, who quickly catches on.
"It's true! (Y/n) is still recovering from her wounds. Any sort of.. stress can cause her to stay in bed longer."
"Good." Dimitri approaches the end of the bed with his hands held behind his back. "Then she will have no choice but to stay bedridden once I am done talking to her." His eye is looking down at her with so much attention that it makes her shift uncomfortably.
"But Dimitri -"
"Silence!" His voice was practically booming throughout the room that it made anyone's hair behind their neck stand up. "What I discuss in private with my wife is none of anyone's business. I gave everyone an order and you are all to leave us."
The room was silent as everyone exited the room. As the professor sits up, she can see Sylvain assuring Mercedes that it would be fine. Felix is the only one who stops and glares at Dimitri before leaving. How that man could not feel fear towards Dimitri was a mystery to anyone. Once the doors are shut by the guards, she hesitantly looks up to the soon to be king who walks around the bed, to her side, slowly.
"Do you think you're some type of hero for doing what you did?" Dimitri asked with a sarcastic smile running over his lips.
".. No but -"
"No, is right." He stops at her bedside and moves his gloved hands from his back. "You didn't think I could take it."
"I just didn't want you to die.."
"(Y/n).. you are fragile. I have no problem with you joining the war between me and that woman.. but I will not stand for you to die to protect me."
The words he spoke sounded like he cared, but they came out spewing like venom.
"We can't control who lives and dies, Dimitri." She glares at her bruised knuckles over her lap.
"Finally, you speak some common sense. Where was that in the battle?" He chuckles as he sits down on the bed, hunched over as he sighs. "If you ever pull something like that again.. I will make sure you are stuck in bed for the rest of the war." He turns to look at her, his breath fanning over the large fur coat over his shoulders.
"I did it because I love you!" (Y/n) spoke with her lips trembling and teeth clenched up. Her eyes brimmed with tears of frustration.
"I know that." He looked away from her and looked at his leather gloved hands. "You have won this beast over.. my loyalty, my heart, my soul, my kingdom is yours. What made you think you could just throw yourself to possibly die? Had it not been for Mercedes reaching you first- you'd be long gone. You would've joined the dead voices in my head.. I'm sure I would've gone mad then." He gloved hands clench before he turns to look at her again. Blue eye gleaming like a hidden knife would at night.
"Without me in the war, you would be a mess. Doesn't that sound crazy to you already?" He smirks and sighs. "Maybe you are already mad."
"I've long reached that line, but I haven't crossed it, my queen." He had reached out and held her trembling hands. They were so warm, small and delicate, incomparable to his own. He was sure he could crush her with his own hands if he really desired to. "You had me worried.. I tried to reach you but I got held back."
"It's alright.. I'm healing so you will have your wish." She forces a smile and he notices. A small smile crosses his lips.
"Good.." He stands up and leans down, kissing her lips as he held her jaw, his thumb lightly gracing her chin before he lifts himself off the bed completely. "I expect to see you here for dinner, tonight."
"Tonight?" She raises an eyebrow.
"Of course, you being in this room will not interfere with our daily routines together." His fingers rub a strand of her hair as she felt a smile come to her lips.
"We ride horses. I doubt I can walk."
"Then I will have my men carry you in a palanquin." He chuckles as she immediately shakes her head. "I am joking of course. I will have Sylvain and Felix carry you."
I dont expect this to be noticed at all but why not post an idea. I have noticed people with the new Overwatch skins and I've been around Overwatch games to see everyone's opinion on it. Frankly, you'd be surprised to hear how many people do not like the skin. As a person who loves both series I have to admit.. it's a little bit lazy.
The skins were done perfectly right but they just felt empty in certain areas. I do think Doomfist and Soldier76 as Saitama and Muman Rider was a good idea.
NOW onto my ideas~
I honestly think a good Kiriko or Mei skin would be Lin Lin. The ideas just make sense. It screams little sister vibes to me.
Another idea is Captain Mizuki as Brigitte, Zarya or Younger Ana. It would just fit mostly with how Brig looks! I mean look at that face!
Another idea would be Fubuki as Mercy, Pharah or Symmetra. These two perfect women just fit someone as good looking as Fubuki.
Me and my friend were looking at crossover skin ideas for Overwatch and it just came to me. Lucio with a Static Shock skin would be so cool! Imagine these two likeable characters as a skin! >-< someone beg Blizzard!
Summary: The young Yaksha decides to join you on a trip to Mondstadt.
Pairing: Xiao, reader
Warning(s): none
Requested: nope
Songs: none
Xiao knew that one day his karmic dept would catch up to him. He just didn't like the fact that every day, he started feeling on edge. They started out as small illusions and taunting whispers that would mock him. In a way, he agreed with what the voices told him. The hideous things they whisper to the adeptus were enough to drive someone mad. He knew one day that the poison within him, the guilt, his karmic dept would soon swallow him whole.
He was ready for it to happen, but then he happened to meet a traveler from another world. Wherever they hailed from was no interest to him as he had other more important tasks to handle.
He was fine. He had to hold back the darkness for just a little longer. Just until he was sure that everyone in Liyue would be safe if he were to suddenly go away. As a Yaksha, it was his duty to be of service to the people of Liyue and the God that walked amongst the humans there. Battling demons was nothing new to him but he did it to keep others safe. Killing was no easy task to someone who hasn't held a weapon but to Xiao, he's trained himself to take a life - if not thousands to protect. It's been thousands of years and still the memories of the dreams he's eaten had always haunted him even now. Even when he was forced to, even if it's been several hundred years, Xiao will never forgive himself.
Xiao's amber eyes shift to look at the traveler, she was coming down a grassy hill with Paimon floating behind her. Though something catches her eyes and she quickly rushes over to a tree near him. He uncrossed his arms from his chest and walks over to see what she has found.
"Is that another sweet flower?" Paimon asked as she placed her hands onto her hips, seeming unimpressed.
"Yes." She answers as she places the flower in a small bag of herbs.
"Do we always need to pick those up when we come across them?"
"I can't pass up an opportunity. It's hard finding them sometimes." She said and looks over to Xiao with a small smile.
Her eyes were always so bright under the sun.
"Xiao, are you okay?" She asked as her fingers touched his shoulder. His hand moves to hold her hand for a moment and moves it off him before moving his hand to his side.
"Yes, I was merely thinking about something." He answers as he looks to them both.
"What about?" Paimon asked.
"It's nothing.." He said as they continued to make their way through Mondstadt. He only agreed to come with the traveler due to the fact that she would be alone. "Let's continue on. It'll take a while longer if we stay here." The two nod and followed on the path to Mondstadt.
Xiao let's his eyes wander before looking at (Y/n) as she walked over and picked up another sweet flower.
"Why are you doing that?" He didn't mean to ask but the question had slipped out.
"Do you really want to know?" To which he nods. "Okay.. When I had first came to this world. I had a habit of collecting flowers. But the first time I had made Almond Tofu I had accidentally put sweet flower into the dish." She chuckles as his eyes widen and his brow raised in question. "I know but I only realized my mistake after! On the plus side, you seemed to like it."
"It does make sense now." She looks at him confused. "Why you're dish always taste sweet. I didn't want to say anything about it."
"So do you like it?" She asked.
"It is.. passable as a dish."
"Yeah, but did you like it?" She asked again as she steps closer, making him look away to the side.
"Paimon would take that silence as a yes!" The two looked at the small flying person who held her hands behind her back with a smirk as she looked at the two. "Now, come on you two! Move you're butts! Paimon wants to make it in time to eat.." she floats on ahead of them.
"It's not fair when you can fly!" (Y/n) sighs.
"Are you really that tired?" Xiao questions catching her off guard.
"Only a little." She admits with a blush. He sighs trying to think of their options. He didn't want to stop. Paimon could float but she didn't have the muscle power to hold an entire human being. This left him with one option.
"I can carry you."
"What?" She looks over to him.
"Yes, I can. Don't tell me you think im incapable of such an easy situation. I'm an Adeptus, remember?" He reminds her.
"I know but I wouldn't want to bother you." She shakes her head with her cheeks becoming more and more flustered as he approached.
"This is no bother." He replies as he simply picks her up bridle style.
"But wouldn't it be better on you're back?" He rolls his eyes with a small sigh. His breath fans her bangs, his cool breath cooling off the heat from her skin.
"You would have less of a chance getting hurt if an enemy were to attack from the front. I would at least have enough time to put you down and attack." He explains and she's left in silence as she looks up at him as he starts to walk them to their destination. Aside from Liyue, he somehow found himself caring for the traveler more than he could understand.
Prompt:Their reaction to you leaving them to babysit.
Bayonetta:
Now, the only time she had met a child was when she met herself- and Luka of course. Cereza could only feel her entire body tense up when you tell her to watch over the child. Why? Well, she's made some enemies and this child could be lead around by demons and angels. Both very pesky to deal with.
"Now, dry those eyes! There will be no crying or whining. Understand? Good."
But she isn't heartless she has just never held a child, much less a baby. She could deal with it whining but the moment it starts to cry- she will get it what it wants to make it stop! She doesnt hate it but who likes to hear a baby crying during a flight? The more she is around the child the more she will want to protect it.
By the time you're back, Cereza is having the baby wear the most adorable outfits.
Jeanne:
Has only once seen Cereza as a baby and met Enzo's kids on Christmas eve for gifts. The name "Auntie Jeanne" just sticks to the Umbra witch. She agrees to watch this child while you make a quick stop. Jeanne is quiet but polite as she.. entertains the child with whatever imaginative mind they have.
"Enough of these human games! Stop mucking around- again!"
Sometimes it amazes anyone what Jeanne doesn't know about humans alone. Suddenly, games like slap jack have become her most competitive thing to play with the little one whenever you decide to come over with them. By the end of it, you're the one scolding the two about playing nice. You feel like you're babysitting two kids sometimes.
His tongue felt like it was turning her skin ablaze. The warm breath that just burned her skin- proof of his arousal for her. She could feel his tongue move back up to her neck and stop at her jawline. His eyes looking into hers with dark desire.
"You were certainly a sight to see that night." He says in a seductive tone. Was it on purpose or was she admitting she was the one probably more turned on than him? She couldn't quite tell but neither did she care. "You're making such cute sounds.~" He smiles, kissing her lips and leaving her taste a few bites of frosting and syrup. "You taste so sweet.." He whispers with small pants, leaving his lips.
His hand moves down to push apart her gown. Eyes admiring her skin, his fingers feeling her hot flesh down her torso and to her hips. "You look even more amazing without a dress.. Things like that just tease guys like me." He tells her as his eyes meet her lustful ones.
"We shouldn't- Ah!" A moan leaves her lips as she felt his tongue start to curl around her perky nipple. "Genji!" She shrieks as he takes a handful of her hair and pulls her head back as he tastes her sensitive flesh. She closed her eyes and blushed, moans escaping her mouth as he let's his tongue run down her breasts and to her stomach. He stops just at her thighs and she opens her eyes as he stops. "Genji?" She looks down at him and could see a hue come to his cheeks, his eyes seeming wide and lost as he looks at her.
"Say my name again." He tells her as he takes ahold of her leg, his lips brushing against her thigh before biting at it lightly.
"Genji!?" She flinched and he sighs as he placed her down onto the floor, pushing her legs apart and letting his hands push her kimono apart to reveal more of her pussy lips.
"You saying my name sounds so much better than any whore.. I really wonder how you sound when you're moaning, (Y/n)." He unbuckled his belt, unzipping the pants and doing away with the button.
Her eyes widen as she had a quick look at his cock. Her hands covering her face as she blushed.
"Oh, what's wrong?" Genji asked curiously as held her legs apart, reaching down to stroke at her soaked lower lips. "You weren't like this last night.~" He smiles as she looks up at him with rose colored cheeks.
"I just.. I didn't know it could get like that." Her eyes trying her best to not look away from his.
"(Y/n).. are you a virgin?" He asked with a tilt of his head.
"W-what.. Mmh~.. makes you say that?" She asked as she felt his finger pumping inside her entrance.
"You're surprisingly very tight.." He pulls out his finger with a thick slurping sound making her cover her mouth for a moment.
"I.. might be.. so what?" She bites her lip as she was trying to fight the urge to moan as he grinds his cock between her wet folds. It felt so good.
"I think it's cute.." He smiles to himself mostly. He would do it, take away you're first time for himself. Claim you as only his woman before anyone could lay a finger on you.
"Auh~!" A moan escapes you're lips as he enters inside without a warning. Her lips agape as she feels his cock push deep inside her once virgin walls. "Damn, you're so tight- Ngh~!" He held her legs down beside her as he begins to slide out and back inside, repeatedly but slowly to enjoy her walls trying to milk his cock. "Fuck.." He hissed as he grabs ahold of her thigh, slapping it twice as he thrust a bit more roughly.
To him you felt much better than a whore from those brothel houses or the red markets in Japan. You felt less of a liar. Less disgusting.
"Genji- Aauh~!" He looks down at her as her body bounces up and down against the wooden flooring. Her kimono a messy and stained with sweet frosting and her chest. Her hair a curled mess with her breasts bouncing around with each one of his thrusts. No woman has ever looked so beautiful in his eyes.
"It's like you're asking to be breeded." He smirks as he runs his finger up her thigh and starts to rub her clit. This causes her to yelp and curl her toes as she feels more sensitive. Unknown to her but Genji, her own juices were soaking down her thighs. Her body squirming to try and her voice trying to keep all her moans down.
"Genji!~" she pants as her eyes roll back almost. He leans forward to look at her face as he starts to thrust much faster.
"Gonna cum?" He teased as she nods, feeling her strings slowly snap. "Say my name. Say my name." He growls above her as he rubs her clit in fast circles making her flinch and whine.
"Genji, please don't!" She warns him as she placed her hands onto his chest. Nails clawing at his workers shirt as he simply ignores her please. He leans down and bites onto her shoulder, making her cry out as she cums. He could feel her juices squirming around his cock, his fingers, soaking her love juice all over him. He sits back and looks at his soaked fingers, locking them as his eyes look down at her dazed ones. It reminded him of how helpless she was when they met. This is exactly as he wanted her.
"Genji, did you..?" She watched as he stands up and as she sits up on her knees, he let's his hand hold her chin, his thumb strokes her bottom lip as his hand tucks his cock into his briefs as he zips up and buckles his belt back in place.
"Just a little." He smiles as he assures her as she seemed shocked. "What? I had to cum somewhere."
(Y/n) bites her lip as she covers her mouth as he sits down and pulls her close to his side. "Now come on!" he said as he used a fork to cute some of the puffy pancakes, "I want you to enjoy your first breakfast here. It's not going to be your last.. I promise you." He holds her chin up and feeds her a piece. She didn't know what sort of man she had attracted that night, but she could only hope he wasn't going to hurt her.
• Being a well renowned Professor within Paldea can be stressful so Turo is honestly thankful when you come by Area Zero just to give him his favorite sandwich or dinner. He always feels happy to see you've made time to see him. He forgets that he's given you a keycard to enter. You had found out about his eating habits and scolded him on it. The microwave is barely used these days, thanks to you. He really does love your fresh meals.
• He feels very lucky to meet you after his divorce with Sada. He didn't think he'd have another partner after that woman. He always heard after a first marriage that it'd be hard to find another relationship so when he wasn't even thinking of a possibility in another relationship you've somehow poked his interest.
• A thing Turo loves about you is how curious you are about his work. You're rather innocent in his eyes and he does love the interesting questions or opinions you have of things, along with Pokemon themselves. You give him possible ideas for the future. Something his previous love wasn't as interested in the long run.
• He was always afraid of you're reaction of knowing he had a son. You were younger than him by a few years and he didn't want you to feel doubtful of yourself, let alone nervous that you were entering a once taken man. He was also afraid that Arven would act out- it was a normal reaction after all. But thankfully, Arven was so polite and you listened to his son's nonsense talk. He found it adorable how you would nod your head and talk. You were much more of a natural than he could ever be.
• He loves it when you rub his shoulders, it takes the tension off him. He especially loves it when you run your fingers through his hair. He loves feeling you're lips against his temple, down the side of his face and finally meeting his lips(No, the beard is not going away- get use to it).
• When you're ever feeling down he tends to give you a flirty comment or rather a lame pun with this side grin, eyebrow raise- just to see your reaction. It always gets him a slap on the chest and a roll of your eyes. But he always likes to see that small smile when you look away.
• He once caught you and Ai Turo talking alone in one of the lab rooms. He wasn't spying but he saw how you embraced it. Turo wouldn't tell you the next day why he was pouting- maybe sulking. But he was definitely on the verge of giving up his life's work for this one moment. Thankfully, you knew it wasn't Turo because the Ai talked a certain way and when you embraced it- "it felt cold." Turo felt so relieved that day he asked you to marry him.
You're protected by a well known demon from the Inferno world. She always has her eyes on you, making sure you don't end up getting hurt or worse.
She wants to one day fuse with you, just to see how it feels to be within your body. It's the idea of being closer to you that makes her grin with delight.
If Bayonetta ever summons her out and you're there be prepared for this giant demon to blow you a kiss or show off her very explicit dance moves. Bayonetta is aware and finds it rather cute that Madama Butterfly happens to like such a small Umbra like you.
Alraune:
She never thought she could love something like you. You were an Umbra witch so youd honestly make a good meal. So when it was starting to get obvious that you've ignited her heart with fire- she'd punish those with her thorns.
She one day wants to grab you with her thorns and feed you a drop of her ecstacy straight from the thorns from her body. She always wonders what sort of faces you'd make if she held you a little tighter.
Absolutely, hates the idea of Madama Butterfly being near you. She has been her enemy within Inferno for centuries. A foolish hatred others would call but she believed she was powerful enough to hate this demon.
Baal Zebul:
She is a celebrity to all Inferno so she was rather appalled she found someone like you. An Umbra with no identity but she thinks you're the cutest thing in existence. She doesn't feel nervous when she sings in front of you but she always asks what you think of her performance.
One day, she would like you to attend one of her concerts and listen to her voice. She also hopes that you'll sing with her as a duo and share that spotlight no matter where you two are in Inferno.
Really doesn't like seeing you upset and if you ever do get upset she will turn into her frog form and cuddle you're chest. If not, she will simply knelt down and hug you until you're no longer sad.
A/n; I really hope you guys like this. Please comment and give me some ❤️!
There was just something about you that caught Amélie's eyes. Perhaps it was the fact you were also brainwashed to work for Talon. She found it funny that history was repeating itself before her eyes. In a way, a part of her despised the organization for it. Still, she knew that small feelings like this were meant to be hidden if she wanted to avoid repeating history for herself.
Amélie watched you with interest as you made your shots. They were enough to scare anyone on the receiving end and loud enough to even make her shudder with mirth. (Y/n) were trained by the best from Overwatch, Ana Amari. Talon had managed to take you during a mission, and she wasn't there, but she heard from Sombra that it made the old Captain's heart break. Widowmaker couldn't and wouldn't mind seeing them react to what they've done to you.
"Miss Widowmaker?" She looks down at you from your laying position as you held the sniper rifle in position. "What.. was the target, again?" You looked calm and stoic but Widowmaker can see the cracks. Just like her, you were slowly crawling out of your confinement. She can see that glint of you being scared to ask. Had the scientist, Moira, been there, she would've not answered so.. kind.
"It's the one with the dark hoodie." With her heel, she lifts your chin and has you face the scope. Her amber eyes looked towards the old soldier with an amused glint in her eyes as she knew this man's very life would end in seconds.
She looks towards you again and frowns. You're very gloved hands held the trigger were hesitating. Shaking.
These cracks were the very thing that let Widowmaker know you were still there, just as she was.
"What's taking so long?" She looks behind her to see Reaper approaching, her own hand rest on her hip as she looks towards you and the target. Her eyes meeting yours as she could feel that same attraction when you take your shots.
"It takes time for the right shot." She said with an annoyed glare towards the ex-Overwatch agent.
"Just get it over with." He said with a growl as he glared down at you. Amélie never liked how he was behind you, watching you when clearly that was her own interest.
"Fais-le." She said.
The single shot had her almost sigh with content as she watched the old Overwatch agent fall. "There content?" She could care less if Reaper was glaring daggers at her behind that mask.
As he left with the other agents below to steal the documents, she turned to watch as you stood up and slung your weapon over your shoulder. Just as you were going to walk to the airship she stopped you.
"Je sais que tu craques." It seemed like it wasn't enough at first to stop you but you did.
"De petites erreurs peuvent être corrigées.." Hearing you speak the same language made her quite curious why you took up French. "Avez-vous l'intention d'en parler à quelqu'un?" This question had her smirk as she looked at your face. Still so stoic despite having your little secret on her very lips. You were at her mercy. That's how she really liked things to be.
"Non."
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French Translations:
Fais-le = Do it.
Je sais que tu craques = I know you're cracking up.
De petites erreurs peuvent être corrigées. = Small mistakes can be fixed.
Avez-vous l'intention d'en parler à quelqu'un = Do you plan to tell someone?
