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in which your dreams come true and you get to hear what it sounds like to hear matt mercer say “daddy” in 2013
15, 22, 49
hc questions | ask me them!
15. Who do they tend to bicker with the most?22. What is your muse most thankful for?49. How long is your muse’s penis? || What bra size is your muse?
15.
Well it depends on what time of his life you’re asking about because I write him during several points in his life. I’ll go over the four main verses I have with him.
Shimada Clan | Pre-Blackwatch/Overwatch: HanzoBlackwatch | Pre-Fall: Jesse McCree, Gabriel Reyes or any of his Doctors like Angela Ziegler, or the scientists.Shambali | Post-Fall: ZenyattaRecall | Post-Recall: I’d say it’s back to Jesse again lmao22.
Presently, Genji is most thankful for actually dismantling his family’s empire. In his youth, it was hidden from him, what the true weight of his family’s illegal activities were. He remained blissfully ignorant, even intentionally so. When it came to light about how much they did … And what they did to hanzo/what they made Hanzo do, he became most grateful that he took them apart.
49.
I’d say Genji is an A-cup
@iingrate
accents bitch
Send me ten ‘accents’ and listen to me ramble! (I’m taking T and my voice is always ever changing so it may sound different if you’ve heard it before idk!)
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thanks bitch
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{ ship meme | accepting }
Affectionate; Holding hands | Cheek kisses | Hugs from behind | Cuddling | Hand kiss | PDA (only ok when he’s not strike commander) | Spooning | Shared baths | Whispers | Affectionate texts | Caressing | Stroke hair | No displays of affection
Sex; Shower sex | Wall sex | Neck bites | Oral | Morning sex | Drunk sex | Public sex | Backseat of car | BDSM | No sex
Dates;Picnic | Cinema | Restaurant | Sports game | Hike | Coffee | Museum | Club | Bar | Beach | No dates
Would my character…
Marry them? Yes | No Have sex on the first date? Yes | NoConfess their attraction first? Yes | No Have children/adopt? Yes | No | MaybeDie for your character? Yes | No Cheat on your character? Yes | No Lie to them? Yes | No Cuddle after sex? Yes | No
blows kisses hey dadi ; )
☼ ┈ he won’t say it, but the wink always gets him. “please, save that kind of talk for the bedroom.”
{ @iingrate }
☼ ┈ They’d been fighting so often recently, he and Gabriel. They’d been a couple for years, and things were amazing for so long before they weren’t, before the older man began to push away from Jack. It was a gradual process, but the strike commander still felt as though it had struck him all at once. On top of everything, his relationship falling apart was far too much to bear - so he ignored it. He left his heart in the past, where he could cling to the love he felt for Gabriel and the relationship they had built up over so many long, difficult years together. The truth was that there was nothing left for either of them, and it showed in how often they fought.
This one had been nasty. Jack never liked raising his voice. It showed weakness; it appeared as though he let his emotions run his life. While that may have been partly true, it wasn’t good for such a high ranking man to display such a lack of control. Unfortunately, Gabriel’s office in the Blackwatch barracks didn’t have the thickest of walls, and Jack wasn’t the only one yelling.
He left the office in a whirlwind of rage, slamming the door shut behind him before realizing where he was. Shame set in, and his gaze dropped to the floor. Everyone must have been staring. Jack swallowed hard and ran a hand through blonde hair, working to regulate his breathing and calm muscles that shook with anger.
It was then that he noticed Jesse Mccree. His room wasn’t far, but there was something about the way he stood there looking at Jack that made the commander think perhaps it wasn’t a coincidence he was there.
Quickly building his front back up, Jack smiled, demeanor bright again. He gave a small nod of acknowledgement. “Mccree. Ana showed me your last report; you’re doing great.”
{ @iingrate bc we’re so fuckin gay }
☼ ┈ It was a spontaneous outing, really. Most things with Jesse were, and had to be, because if the younger man didn’t simply show up to drag the strike commander away from his work, there would be no outings. It was enough, Jack always thought, to take a half-hour break in his office to converse with Jesse on the Blackwatch agent’s free days. It was what he could afford, with the U.N.’s grip tight as ever around his neck. It was enough. But it wasn’t. So when Jesse showed up at an hour at which the doctor would have scolded Jack (again) for working, blanket and bag - one that made a clinking sound with each movement - in hand, the commander couldn’t just say no.
They had to sneak away. Even Jesse agreed it was better to go unnoticed, which was quite a relief to Jack, as he so often worried the younger man was going to give them away and their relationship (whatever it was now) would become public knowledge. Jack didn’t need that getting out to the media, and he really, most definitely didn’t need Gabriel finding out.
It was easy enough to get away from base and find a good spot to set up. The commander snatched the blanket away to lay it out upon the grass and kicked off his shoes before taking a seat. The night air was cooler than he expected, but it wasn’t unwelcome, especially not as the breeze hit his exposed arms, his neck, crept through the fabric of his shirt. Out of his uniform, he felt as though he could properly breathe. It was so refreshing.
He was quick to accept the beer that was offered to him. It was such a rare thing that he got to drink, and he savored the times he could. “If I mention work, you’re free to hit me.”