#dark!genji x reader

[shadowatching]

Hi, i was wondering if i could get a matchup. Im a 5'4 girl with pink hair and green eyes, fair skin, im crafty and like to paint, i also like to cook/bake, watch anime and meditate. I also love animals. Im pretty shy but i love to talk with those i trust and come out of my shell with them, and have depression and anxiety disorders among other things, i have slight trust issues caused by my family and im afraid of getting abandoned.

But of course.

Your match is GENJI :

 - It’s not because of the hair. No, seriously, it’s not. (except it a little bit is)

- Trust issues? Check. Abandonment issues? Check. Family betrayal? Check. You two will have a lot to talk about. Solidarity.

- He wasn’t a playboy out of sheer privilege back in the day- Genji was a master at opening people up, putting the am ease, and moving in for the kill. All those one night stands had to fall for him, first.

- So, he knows how to put you at ease (but also how to wind you up, if you need to be taken down a notch). Breaking through your anxiety and coaxing you to open up is hardly a chore.

- He’s not as overwhelming of a person as he used to be, and that means he knows how to reign himself in for a softer, quieter disposition than his own.

- And, okay, it’s a little bit because of the hair. You both have that bright pop of color in your personalities, and Genji can recognize that no matter how reserved you may be at first.

- Of the two Shimada brothers, Genji has always been the more creative brother, and your crafty pursuits awaken a long-dormant piece of himself.

- The kitchen skills? Also a definite selling point for him. You’ll always have a guinea pig to sample new recipes, whether you want one or not.

- Together, you can meditate and balance each other out. It’s easy to exist in the quiet alongside one another, both finding peace and clarity amidst the turmoil.

- Getting you to trust him is therapeutic, in a sense, because it simultaneously pushes him to trust you in turn.

- And that crippling, aching fear of abandonment that flows through your veins like blood? Well, rest assured that Genji’s never going to let you go.

[imaygowrite]

If requests are open... can u hit me with that jealous Genji shit...? NSFW or SFW, however you want to take it

I’m going to assume you want some nice darkest timeline stuff, if not, just resend and I’ll do normal functional human being Genji :)

SFW ft. Yandere!Genji

+ First things first, Lord help ya if anything remotely takes your affection from him

+ Friends, family, pets, if he thinks you might like it better then him he’ll find away to make it not so

+ Friends suddenly lose interest in hanging out with you, family members move away or get very busy at their jobs, pets…disappear

+ He’d never kill anyone, too messy, too complicated, but jealous dark Genji is waaay more appreciative of his Yakuza family

+ Overall though, he just has a way about him that makes people not want to be near when he’s in one of his ‘moods’. His favourite show of possession is one hand gripping the back of your neck (easier to control you and sends a message)

+ If he hasn’t revealed his crazy, he’ll leave marks on you. Little hickies on the neck, bites on you legs, anything to make it look like you’re with someone

+ Not above putting a text tracker/ gps tracker to monitor who you are with and what you’re talking about

+ A jealous Genji is not an insane Genji, but rather a cold calculated mastermind who make papa Shimada very proud

[shadowatching]

hhh. yandere blackwatch genji hcs??? i just love him too much and his eyes get me everytime. also i love your blog already! good luck :)

aaaahh i’m so glad!! thank you! <3

oof. i know what you mean, though. genji’s eyes will be the actual death of me, one of these days.

warnings: kidnapping, sensory-deprivation, social isolation, psychological torture, and genji.

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Blackwatch!Genji:

Genji doesn’t know what it is about you that catches his attention, but you do.

The more he avoids the pull he feels towards you, the stronger it gets.

He’s not above taking a detour during slow missions to track you down.

He only stays long enough to catch a glimpse of you. The satisfaction of finding you time and time again is nowhere near enough.

After months of inner turmoil, he finally resolves to take you. The sight of you hand-in-hand with someone he’s never seen you with before is enough to make up his mind.

If you’re willing to date a complete stranger, then you should have no problem with him.

You obviously need someone to watch out for you, anyways. He’s seen the dark half-moons under your eyes, and he’s seen what’s in your refrigerator. Don’t you know how to take care of yourself?

Half a gallon of milk and week-old pizza were not how bodies stayed alive.

You’re asleep when he slips inside, and he makes sure you stay that way with something he’d slipped from the infirmary, and not with any level of ease.

Genji keeps you blind-folded for the first few weeks. It keeps you vulnerable and guessing.

…And he doesn’t want you to see him- or what he is- yet.

He almost feels regret for what he’ll have to put you through to make you his.

Almost.

You’re too perfect to let slip through his fingers.

Although you’re blindfolded and your hands are bound, he only gags you when you’re being too loud to put up with.

After all, the point is to bend you, and make you depend on him, not destroy you. What’s the point if you can’t keep him company?

Even as you spit curses and threats during the day, you’re squirming with bodily needs by the time he shuts himself in his room for the night, finally free of duties.

Your every need depends on him to be filled, in some way or another. He loves that you try to fight it, even as he helps guide your naked rear onto the toilet seat. The shame burning in your cheeks is beautiful.

Genji is your world.

When you’re too broken and contact-starved to fight him at every turn, he lets you see his face. You don’t seem to know how much you needed to see another human, because your eyes latch desperately onto his face.

(You silently weep, and wish that the piercing red of his eyes didn’t seem so intent and warm.)

“See,” He says, and guides your hands to his face. He smiles softly, satisfied as your fingers ghost across his jaw, “Not such a hideous monster after all, am I?”

You can hate him for as long as you want, but he’s all that you have.