#d.va imagine

[sapphicxshock]

D.Va with an Inventor Partner HCs

Hana knows that most of the world doesn't use mechs like they do in Korea, so she's very impressed with your baseline knowledge.

You think it's embarrassing that you can't stop yourself from completely geeking out over her mechsuit, but Hana thinks it's adorable and very attractive how smart you are.

The first time Hana comes to your room to hang out, she's floored with all of the schematics and sketches you have drawn out for big inventions.

She absolutely pushes everyone at Overwatch to give you more time and resources, and it's because of her that you go to the ones in charge to see if they can find a way for you to make your own suit.

Hana hates the idea of you going out with her to battle, but eventually as she looks at the changes you make to your sketches, she realizes that it's for her.

You have a lot of other inventions and idea that Overwatch is interested in, so Hana doesn't take it personally when your little passion project is pushed off to the side.

She's so supportive and excited about all of the things you create that help people. There isn't a person Hana has met who she hasn't bragged about you to since the two of you got close.

Hana will absolutely tell a complete stranger that she's got the smartest, most beautiful, kindhearted, and caring partner in the world. She also loves to see the way that your cheeks get a bit of color to them when she praises you.

You had kind of hoped that you'd get out of your little hidey hole more after officially dating Hana, but she prefers spending time with you.

She'll show you some of her games when you take breaks from your inventions, and occasionally needs you nearby to fix controllers when she goes a bit too hard.

You aren't great with the games at first, but eventually you get the hang of it (and maybe you made yourself a custom controller to help give you a better chance)

[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Night- Hana Song

Pairing: Hana Song x Reader

Characters: Hana Song

Warnings: N/A

Request: N/A

Word Count: 409

Author: Aaron

A sudden harsh light flew across the room and slowly your eyes crept open, you rolled over to check the alarm, the flickering red digits read two minutes past four. In and out your eyes shifted into focus and the dazzling array of light came together to show Hana’s nimble hands dancing around the illuminated keyboard as she perched atop her chair with crossed legs. You just watched in your sleepy haze as she leant from side to side as her character ran from side to side, jumping over obstacles and avoiding traps.

She yawned deeply as her arms straightened above her in a vain attempt to keep her body properly cared for, her head turned to stretch out her stiff neck and her eyes caught you jolted from your slumber.

“Oh no. Did I wake you up?” She untangled her headphones from her hair and slowly rose from her chair, she tip-toed away from her desk until she was able to kneel down beside you. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s fine.” A stubborn yawn suddenly took over you before you were able to finish your sentence, Hana smiled sweetly and stroked your widespread mouth. “I need to get something to drink anyway, have you been able to beat that dungeon yet?” Her headset pressed hair waved from side to side as she shook her head and sighed deeply. “You’ll do it, you just need to push through.”

“I know, I know.” She helped guide you through the scattered darkness as you made your way through the cluttered bedroom and into the safety of the amber lit hallway. “Do you want me to turn it off? I don’t want to keep you awake.” Her voice followed you as you fumbled for the cord in the cramped kitchen.

“As long as you’re sure… can you grab me something to drink while you’re in there? Don’t bother with the glass I’ll get through the bottle tonight.” You chuckled to yourself, unsure how amongst everybody in the world, you were destined to be with the mountain dew chugging, snack food inhaling goblin that was Hana.

“You sure you want that? You need to come to bed at some point.”

“Nah.” She hopped through the doorway, letting her… well your shirt flap behind her in the breeze. “Sleep is for the weak hearted and those who can’t have caffeine. Now that I think about it though there’s probably a big crossover between the two.”

[dishwatch]

Widowmaker, McCree, Zenyatta, D.va and Brigitte with a drunk crush or S/O

(Damn, y’all must really like Brigitte, almost all of my requests have Brigitte in them -.-)

Brigitte (Crush)

•The poor girl looks like she’s about to die. She can’t take all the flirting. Whether it be lingering touches or drawn out stares, she’s absorbing all of it.

•She thinks about confessing her love to you and pulling you into a kiss right there in the bar, but quickly abandons the idea when you decide you’re too hot to wear clothes.

•Has to keep a constant eye on you. Because you’ll be gone in seconds if she doesn’t.

•Finally decides to take you back to her home when you’re crying on the table.

•When she finally gets you through her front door, you kiss her. The kiss was a bit sloppy, but it expressed your mutual feelings for each other.

•Brigitte has to take a second to register the kiss, and when she finally does, you’re already passed out on her bed.

•When you wake up in the morning, she’s making you breakfast and has set out a few Asprin and a glass of water for you.

•When you ask her what happened the night before she just smiles, pecks you on the cheek and sets your breakfast on the table.

•”You were in good hands, don’t worry about it.”

D.va (Crush)

•You two are probably the loudest in the bar, and Hana isn’t even drunk.

•Hana chose to go to one of the various arcade pubs in Seoul, but she wasn’t really interested in drinking. The bar had some of the newest, most hyped games of the year, and you bet she wanted to play them.

•After you reached 40 losses, you made a deal with Hana. If you won the next match against her, she’d get a kiss from you.

•Unsurprisingly, you won the game with a staggering 12-0 score.

•Hana wasted no time in receiving her prize for losing. She pulled you in for a long, passionate kiss the second you set your controller down.

•”Hehe, I’d be an alcoholic if I got drunk from kissing you...”

•She ended up bringing you to her home at around 2:00 am, seemingly very satisfied with all of the kisses she’d gotten from losing to you.

McCree (S/O)

•”Woah there, darlin’. I think you’ve had enough Jack Daniel’s for tonight.”

•He sends the most terrifying glares to anyone that comes near you.

•Lets you drunkenly lean on him, while he’s flashing his revolver to the whole bar.

•By the end of the night, the both of you are leaning on each other as you stagger out to your Uber.

•The couple that makes out in the backseat.

•Wakes up in his boxers next to you on his bed, and he couldn’t be happier when he remembers the night before.

•Kisses you on the forehead as he watches you sleep.

Widowmaker (S/O)

•She’s almost surprised that you’re already wasted from the 2 Margaritas that you chugged a few minutes earlier. Almost.

•She lets you lean on her, but no touching. She might not be able to control herself if you’re touching her.

•Rubs your shoulder as you complain about being totally in love with her. But she won’t tell you about it in the morning.

•By 12:00, the no touching rule has already been long broken, with the two of you bumping and grinding in one of the booths in the back of the bar.

•She’s not drunk (High tolerance, hello) so she hurriedly walks you out of the bar and into her car.

•”I can’t control how I act around you, Chérie. When I’m with you...I feel.”

•Speeds all the way to her home.

•When she opens her eyes to see you in the morning, she doesn’t know how to feel.

•After a while of thinking and watching you sleep, she finally realizes that the bubble of emotion that was building inside her was love.

Zenyatta (S/O)

•He wasn’t at the bar, but he got a call from Zarya saying that you got a little too into it at one of Lúcio’s concerts.

•He helps you as you stagger to his car, talking soothingly to you the entire time.

•He has a harmony orb on you the entire drive home.

•Brings you water and painkillers, he doesn’t want you to feel bad.

•He apologizes for any disruption you caused at the concert, if you caused any.

•Kisses you on the forehead (Yeah, I know) and tucks you in while you sleep.

•Don’t think you’re safe from scolding though, he’s passively grilling you the entire way home.

•”A disciplined mind is your most dependable ally.”

[overweirdos]

Maybe a short Drabble with Dva and a slightly older (like 2-3 years I mean) fem!s/o who loses an arm in combat. Dva helping them when they’re afraid to touch her or are suffering with phantom limb pains. You guys are super talented at writing <3

This request was answered by one of our new mods!

Hi! I'm one of the new mods, you can call me Sombruh! I'm super pumped to work with all these talented writers to make awesome content for you guys! Some things y'all might be interested in knowing is I'm Canadian, I love animals with all my heart, and I'm a lesbian (so send those wlw requests in!) I do want to say when writing this, I did stray from the original request a bit as I didn't include phantom limb pains or a fear of touching D.va but I hope you enjoy anyways!

- Mod Sombruh

You take a sharp breath as the bowl of soup you were carrying crashes to the ground.  Four months ago an explosion had taken your left arm. Despite this, you would snap at anyone who gave you a sympathetic look or offered to carry things for you.  You were a soldier; not an infant needing to be coddled.  Well,  you were not allowed in combat for an undecided amount of time. But you were persistent. You would gladly give the rest of your limbs protecting the innocent.

That was one of the things your girlfriend, Hana Song, loved about you.  She admired your selflessness and refusal to give up. But you were impulsive and that scared her. She remembered so vividly the moment the bomb went off. The Mountain Dew-fueled nineteen year old was fighting at the time, but when the debris settled and the battle was won, she saw you lying, half under a piece of what was once a parking garage. The time you were in emergency surgery felt like an eternity. When you were out she was at your bedside in a heartbeat.

Hana had been trying to go about life as normal because that was what you wanted.  But she still found herself hovering, ready to rush to your side if anything happened. When she heard the crash, the lively girl jumped up from her desktop with no regard for the game she had been playing moments ago. You were more important, no question.

“Y/N,” she spoke softly, standing at your side.  "What happened?  Are you okay?“

That’s when you broke. You sunk to your knees, numb to the pieces of the broken bowl and still hot soup assaulting your knees. The younger girl took action, moving you to a chair with minimal difficulty. She was stronger than she looked.

“I’m sorry.” You say after a few minutes of silence. “I’ll clean it up-”

Hana took no time interrupting you.

“There is no reason for you to be sorry! You know it’ll take time to get used to it. Why didn’t you ask me for help?” You brush it off. Constantly being babied gets old real fast.

Hana sighed.

“I know you can do it yourself,  you are the strongest woman I know! But that doesn’t mean you have to deal with it all by yourself. Everyone can use a shoulder to lean on from time to time. Now, let’s get you cleaned up. That wasn’t a question.” She held out a hand for you to take and led you to the bathroom. And people called you stubborn…

Your girlfriend turned on the shower, adjusting the water so it was a suitable temperature. The two of you remained quiet as she handed you body wash and shampoo. Within fifteen minutes the pair of your were both clean, wearing the most comfortable PJs in the world,  and wrapped up in each other’s arms. Usually, you were the big spoon but tonight you let Hana hold you. Neither of you needed to speak a word, just the other’s company was enough. As you drifted off to sleep, you realized this was the best you’ve felt since the explosion. Maybe they were right,  things would get better in time. The last thing you remember before sleep took ahold of you was Hana pressing a gentle kiss where your shoulder ended.

[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Nap- Hana Song

Pairing: Hana Song x Reader

Characters: Hana Song

Warnings: N/A

Request: N/A

Word Count: 542

Author: Aaron

Harsh pellets of rain cascaded onto the sliding glass doors that separated you and your lover Hana from the elements. It was only early afternoon, but mother nature had already blessed your town with stormy weather, the weather woman had even gone as far as too mention staying inside.

The television was turned off as you and Hana had already made plans to go for a double date, you both knew that you didn’t want to go but as seems as the cogs were already in motion you were just going to go with it. Because of this you sat in your usual ensemble and Hana scoffed at the time she had spent half-heartedly applying make-up and making herself look like she hadn’t been sat playing video games for the last twelve hours straight. You lay embracing each other on the sofa, staring out of the doors and just enjoying the tranquil pitter-patter of rain and the light whispering of the wind

“I’m sorry…” You ran your hands through her hair and down her face. “It looks like we can’t go, we’ll have to call them or something and tell them we’ll rearrange.”

Hana rose up from you lap and followed with the most sarcastic ‘oh no’ you had ever heard, she kicked her shoes across the room and pulled her shirt over her head, it did not take long for her to be standing in the middle of the room in nothing but a mismatched bra and pants.

“Come on.” She grabbed your arm and pulled you up, her hand moved over to your shirt buttons and button by button she slid your shirt off your body.

“One night of bad weather this? Lucky me.” She grabbed onto the shirt and slipped it over her shoulders.

“Don’t get your hopes up.” She pushed you onto the sofa and put her foot onto your knee, she gestured for you to pull her socks off, which you did, discarding them onto the floor amongst various other articles of clothing from days gone.

Slowly her fingers gripped your chin and her lips pushed gently behind your ear, she spoke hushed and tender.

“Follow me into the bedroom.” She took you by the hand and crept through the hallway, up the stairs and up into your bedroom and over to the unmade, crumb covered bed. Hana raised her cheek to yours again, she kissed down your neck and pushed you sprawling onto the bed.

Within seconds she had hopped onto you and was unbuckling your belt, once the clasp had released the cloth she pulled it out and hung it on the open door.

Her chest rubbed against yours as she leant into you one final time.

“I’m going for a nap.” She rolled off you, smirking to herself as you lay there, you knew it was coming but the hope was still there anyway, within a few minutes she was snoring and dribbling as she always did.

You slid the softest pillow you could find under her head and pulled a soft blanket under her chin.

“Not going to join me?” She asked, purposely sticking her bum out from the cover as you went to leave. “I need somebody to keep my tushy warm.”

[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Arcade- Hana Song

Pairing: Hana Song x Reader (Platonic)

Characters: Hana Song

Warnings: N/A

Request: N/A

Word Count: 418

Author: Aaron

The local arcade was always crazy, especially once all the schools had finished or when school was closed completely, but today was unlike no other. People lined the streets leading up to the crammed establishment, the normal rumbling of the machines and cacophony of sound effects were drowned out by amazement and people muttering amongst themselves. You managed to weave through the crowd towards the front, everybody too busy to notice you as you briskly walked amongst the masses.

At the summit of the people, phones created a wall of camera flashes and video recordings, it wouldn’t take long for most of them to be plastered on social media and even some of the more popular news outlets.

At the head of all this attention, a girl who must have been not much more than a teenager, stood at the foot of an old machine. Her face remained emotionless and nonchalant  as her hands moved at breakneck speeds, hastily darting from button to button so fast that they became a blur, the scoreboard that sat atop the machine rose… one million… two million, it could barely keep up with her.

You could only watch in amazement in all your years spending money and time there you could barely even get this game to start yet there she was acting like it was putting the circle block through the circle hole.

She turned her head to the side and released a coy wink into the onslaught of people, sending some of the crowd into a frenzy. From the muttering of the people around you that this was Hana Song, somewhat of a celebrity but you were never one to follow that kind of scene.

With bright colours firing from the screen, she took a deep bow, signed her name on the arcade case and admired her name sitting at the very top of the scoreboard and walked away towards the exit.

“Not bad.” It took all of your might not to taunt her more as she briskly walked past you.

“Excuse me?” She stopped, fans reached from behind you trying to get her attention. “Do you think that you can do better?” You just shrugged with a cocky smirk pointed in her direction.

“Name a time, name a place, name a game.” She stepped closely, her eyes staring deeply into yours.

“Tomorrow, here, Tetris.” She walked past you, circling you with her eyes still locked onto yours.

‘It’s on’ she mouthed as she was ushered out of the arcade.

[dishwatch]

D.Va with her s/o on a hot summer day

(Stay cool, anon 😎)

•Hana stole the fan. That’s all you can think of while you bang relentlessly on the younger girl’s door.

•Hana knows she’s in deep shit when she opens the door and sees your sweaty, angry face.

•”(Y-Y/n)...I can explain...” Hana pleads weakly, gripping your collar in attempt to distract you.

•”There’s nothing to explain, Hana. You stole the fan while I was sleeping! I could’ve died of heatstroke!” You snapped, making Hana jump.

•”W-Why hasn’t Torb or Brigitte fixed the Air conditioning, yet?” Hana quickly changed the subject as she pulled you inside.

•”Hmm, I don’t know...maybe they’re too hot..” You chuckled into the fan, tearing off your sticky clothes until you were in only your underwear.

•Hana blushed bright red, making you grin complacently. “What? It’s hot in here.”

•Hana not-so-subtly bit her lip, looking your body up and down hungrily. “Maybe we could take a cold shower together?”

•You turned, suddenly embarrassed by the change in Hana’s voice. “I think this fan is fine...”

•Hana whined, shutting off the lights and moving slowly towards you. “Mmmh...Are you sure?”

•You gasped in surprise as Hana plopped herself down onto your lap. “Han- mmph..?”

•Despite your (weak)protest, Hana had pushed you down against the bed, and was currently in the process of removing her clothes as well.

•”When we’re done, you’re gonna need a shower to cool down~”

[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Starcraft II- Hana ‘D.Va’ Song

Pairing: Hana Song x Reader

Characters: Hana Song

Warnings: N/A

Request: Wattpad- "Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they'd lock us up?"

Word Count: 416

Author: Aaron

“Damn it.” Hana hit her fists off of the table as the screen of defeat left a hue of green on her face. “I guess that VOD won’t be making the masterclass series, didn’t even stand a chance.” Hana addressed her viewers.

“It’s okay Hana, well get them next time.”

“Dude… what happened that game, their marauders shat all over us, I told you that we shouldn’t have gone protoss.” Hana’s chair creaked as she leant back and swivelled from side to side. “I can’t afford losing master because you’re making dumbass picks, the seasons ending in like two days so get your shit together.”

“It wasn’t a dumbass pick…” you defended yourself “If somebody had their zealots to defend my stalkers we would have been okay… but nooo… cheese is always the key to victory.”

“Y/N…” The sudden voice made your heart beat out of your chest, you took off your headphones and spun around to see your partner looking confused “…what the hell are you talking about?”

“Nothing honey, just StarCraft stuff.”

“Oh” They responded. “I thought you had a fever again, I’m going back to work on my project, can you sort out dinner tonight? Get a pizza or something if you don’t feel like cooking.”

And before you could respond she had disappeared back through the door she came from. You could hear Hana talking to her viewers as you put the headphones back on, thanking them for their generous and plentiful donations, as well as scolding someone for some more than offensive comments.

“Hey Hana.”

“Oh finally, they’re back, can we get back to actually playing now? My pizza should be here soon.”

“Yeah sure, do you ever think if people heard our conversations they'd lock us up?" Hana’s keyboard and mouse clicked as she locked you into another game.

“Yeah, probably. So… are you going to listen to me this time, so we can maybe… I don’t know… win a game or something?”

A jaunty tune emitted from Hana’s microphone signifying a new donation.

“Thank you, PuppyPuff2121 for the five dollars, ill open your link in two seconds just let me log the loss…. And…. Oh god.. are you trying to get me banned?” Hana’s mouse clicked furiously as she closed what must have been quite a disdainful image.

“What was that Hana?” You asked, you didn’t have her stream open for pure simplicity, even if she was paying you to mod the chat.

“You do not want to know…”