Mob Boss Junker Queen || Overwatch
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Mob Boss Junker Queen || Overwatch
goddamn it i might write a fucking junkerqueen thing cause these x readers aren’t hitting it the way I want them to. I need my big lady lover fic for someone who is like me a small 5’ femme and likes to be manhandled. I’m gonna do some self indulgent stuff with that oh fuck yeah…
these x readers also totally aren’t going to be inspired by my muscled girlfriend who is from aussie at all.
Round 1, Match 386 — Elsa (Frozen) vs Black Metal Junker Queen (Overwatch)
The better design is...
Elsa
Black Metal Junker Queen
(Your usual reminder that you're encouraged to vote based on design regardless of any personal feelings for or against the characters themselves or the media they're from!)
Bioticqueen more like,,, GAY!!!
odessa "dez" stone ("junker queen") from overwatch is asexual (headcanon)
submitted by anonymous
Favourite hero added in 2022?
Junker Queen
Ramattra
Sojourn
Kiriko
*Junker Town accidentally exploded*
Junkrat: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.
Junker Queen: Wasn't Mako with ‘ya?
Roadhog: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised.
Flufftober Day 17 - Only One Bed
Young Dez Stone stands, knees bent and arms out, waiting on the starting gun for the bedtime race. The wasteland isn’t soft. The sleeping pit doesn't have all sorts of plush and cozy surfaces to spare. Dez knows, and the other kids know, the real prize is past the derelict surf boards, insulation foam, and ancient packing peanuts. The real prize is the secret softie. The real prize is Roadhog .
The starting gun cracks and she’s off, pushes contenders aside, vaults obstacles, power slides down sand dunes--flies across the finish line and--VICTORY--lands on the soft squishy tummy.