#genyatta

[diverbots]

genya update too lol

[thezenyattainthecorner]

I need to draw genyatta so bad but i have ART BLOCK im fonna SHOOT SOMEONE slash not serious

[hereisfufu]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!

Wishing everyone a summer full of fresh drinks, good company, and reasons to celebrate.🍹✨

Thank you for the commission! @kittythedragon

[phyllissy]

genyatta week 2026 - free

hugs and kisses :) more headcanons under the cut !

As he gets older, Genji’s body gets weaker, which makes him have to have his mask on more often. I would think that there’s some breather in there to help support his weaker respiratory/biological systems. 

They’re not big on sappy PDA, but they are big on physical contact. At any moment, they usually have a hand on the other or simply stand close to one another. 

Zenyatta has lots of nonverbal tells for his inner thinking: humming, head tilts, shifts in his orbs’ movement, etc. Genji unintentionally adopts some of these throughout their relationship. 

Zenyatta is really into Genji’s mouth and teeth. Genji is really into Zenyatta’s hands and back. 

As they grow older together (and eventually retire from Overwatch shenanigans and stuffs), I like to think that they travel the world a lot.

[prosperous-ow]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Finally got something out in time for Genyatta Week! Well, the fic itself isn’t on time for the prompt, but it still got out during the week, so I count that as a win. Motivated to write by the wonderful @phyllissy‘s drawings this week; it’s wonderful to keep seeing these two dummies all these years later! Ao3 info is under the read more cut.

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Overwatch (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Genji Shimada/Tekhartha Zenyatta Characters: Genji Shimada, Tekhartha Zenyatta, Other Character Tags to Be Added Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Bakery, Alternate Universe - Flower Shop, Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Slow to Update, 9-5 job is kicking my ass, but i wanted SOMETHING out this week after so long not writing, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Series: Part 1 of Genyatta Week 2026 Summary:

Zenyatta owns a small bakery that he's proud to call his own. One fateful day, a strange disheveled man comes in, orders a few pastries, and leaves in a hurry. He slowly becomes a regular, and Zenyatta eventually learns that his name is Genji, and he works at the recently-opened flower shop across the street with his brother. Slowly but surely, Genji opens up to Zenyatta, learning about peace and acceptance, and enjoying some treats along the way.

[hereisfufu]

HI FRIENDS IM BACK AND HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!!!

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Happy Pride Month, everyone! 🥂🌈

[phyllissy]

genyatta week 2026 - good end

marriage plans for the future + honeymoon ideas (loosely based on a fic idea that's been rolling in my head lol)

[kittythedragon]

I wrote this for me mostly, but it is genyatta week and I wanna play with all the other genyatta fans. Go, my gays

Genji's hand stills just before his knuckles tap against the doorway. Orbs dance and chime in a rhythm only known by the omnic that sits peacefully in the middle of them. Genji tries regardless, listening for a pattern and trying to guess which will dip softly into a calming note next. The aches of training fall to the back of his mind, but before he can slip too far into his own trance, Zenyatta's head lifts.

"Good evening, Genji." There's an airiness to his tone, that of one who just woke from a pleasant sleep into an even more pleasant existence.

"Good evening, Master." Genji dips his head, both in greeting and to give himself a moment to collect himself under the warmth directed at him. "Are you free to join me? The breeze is pleasant tonight."

"Of course." Zenyatta lifts himself and drifts across the room to follow.

Though he does not request it, an orb peels off from the rest and nudges itself into Genji's left hand. The warmth of its light melts into him, soothing across his body in gentle waves. He curls his fingers around it and rolls it absentmindedly between his palms as they travel in a comfortable silence through the halls of the watchpoint.

Genji takes in a breath as the first cool brushes of ocean air greet them from beyond the threshold of the balcony. In his periphery, he watches Zenyatta's chest rise and fall in a facsimile of the action. Fondness sparks a flutter in his own. Genji clutches the orb in his hands and lets out a measured exhale through his nose. It had finished its job by now, but he didn't want to give it back just yet.

"You may keep it a while longer, if you wish." There's a familiar note of laughter in Zenyatta's voice as the monk speaks up and Genji can't help but chuckle along a little at himself.

"Was I being too obvious?"

He doesn't expect a silence to follow the question, so the pause that answers him feels much longer than it actually is. Genji glances over and starts a little to find Zenyatta is already looking directly at him.

The rotation of his orbs stutter slightly, something Genji immediately recognizes as Zen's own version of a startled jump.

"Perhaps. Though it appears now I'm guilty of the same." Zenyatta's laugh comes easily and the omnic drifts away to take a seat at the edge of the balcony. Genji's eyebrows furrow slightly, the statement feeling oddly weighted for something so easily delivered. He joins Zenyatta, but his thoughts begin to drift as if he's been offered a puzzle.

His fingers trace along the familiar patterns of the orb, catching against deeper grooves and following along delicate, etched patterns. Even with the light dimmed to a barely distinguishable sheen, the tips of his fingers still buzz pleasantly. Each train of thought he follows ends with a new shade of red deepening the color creeping up his face, until he dismisses all of them at once with a muted huff of exasperation.

"It wasn't my intention to stump you." Again, there's laughter in Zenyatta's voice. Genji freezes, tightening his grip on the orb. He can feel himself practically pouting down at the object and it earns him a fully realized laugh from the omnic.

"Well, you do it all the time," Genji gripes, putting on a bit of a show to avoid the way his voice wants to soften, sticky sweet caramel threatening to tighten his throat.

"Ah," The laughter dies to a quiet chuckle. "My apologies, Genji."

He doesn't sound sorry and Genji can't help but crack a grin at that. "Daijoubu," For all his effort, he can't help the fondness that clings to the response. Another chuckle before the sound of the waves replaces their interaction.

The sun dips below the horizon in a gorgeous display neither comment on, and as the sky begins to darken, Genji supposes it's time to give up his prize. He knows the warmth will continue to linger long after he returns it anyway. But when he wordlessly holds it out to Zenyatta, it stays put in his palm.

"Have you found the answer yet, Genji?"

Genji frowns a little in confusion. It feels like it should be a joke, but Zenyatta's voice is unexpectedly sincere and soft. The omnic moves, fingers brushing softly against Genji's to close them around the orb.

"You may keep it until you've reached a conclusion." Genji stares at Zenyatta, stunned. The omnic's hands squeeze gently in encouragement. Then he pulls away and gathers himself. Genji opens his mouth as if to say something, but his words fail him entirely.

"Goodnight, Genji." Zenyatta's voice is soft. Genji barely manages to speak above a whisper when he returns the farewell.