how do ow2 characters hug you?? This work is going to be really simple and short! July is sometimes considered minority mental health awareness month so i thought some comfort headcanons would be nice<3
🎶Featuring! Lúcio, Genji, Cassidy, Mercy, and Junkrat.
Lúcio!!🐸
He’d much rather receive a hug than give one, not because he doesn’t like giving hugs but just because he’s too shy
Soft but firm yk? He’s pushed up against you but like softly…
He will ALWAYS wait until you let go
Lúcio tucks his thumb into his hand when hugging you(he doesnt know what to do with his hands)
Depending on how close you are he will pat your back.
Genji!!🐉
Doesn’t understand why’d you want to hug him; He isnt the most comfortable material.
NEVER asks for hugs. He will absolutely ask to hold your hand…a hug is a different story.
Genji will agree to hug you but it’s probably awkward(he hasn’t hugged anyone in a very long time)
He keeps his hands open when hugging. His hands normally stay around your shoulder blades.
Very firm and stiff but once he realizes the fact that you really dont care thats he’s a cyborg(or the fact the hug is more emotional) He wont be so stiff.
Cassidy!!🚬
Doesn’t ask for hugs but he will initiate them! (will ask if you’re sensitive to touch) His go to method is that side hug with the grip on the shoulder.
Spreads his arms open (😭) to show you hes ready or the “Come on.” phrase. “Alright, briiing it in.”
Sometimes rocks you or the slight swinging motion.
Depending on how close you two are his hand placement will be open and around your hips(or love handles if you have them<3)
If you guys arent very close expect the good ole dad pat.
Most of the time waits for you to back out of the hug but sometimes he will pat your back to let you know he has something to do.
Mercy!!🍰
dancing docta dancing docta
Will ask for hugs if she feels down!!
If you were any type of perfume she will notice and she absolutely will ask!
Her hugs are pretty soft, normally laying her head on your shoulder.
Does sometimes rock you, if she notices she might stop or just wont move as much.
Another one who tucks her thumbs in. Her hands lay around your upper middle back area.
I have a feeling she closes her eyes completely and opens them when finished.
Junkrat!!💥
Has and will continue ask!! He loves physical affection<3
Gets super excited when ever you ask for a hug because at least one person wants to be next to him!
Sometimes encases you completely; to the point you cant even wrap your arms around him.
Stinks…he stinks
You will have to verbally ask for him to let you go.
His hand are SPREAD open and where ever he feels like putting them for that hug.
Can u bless me a little bit with junkrat x gn reader❤️ im starving rn cuz no one is writing for my baby
LOVE BOMBING ✸ ˎˊ˗
Paring: Junkrat x GN Reader
Content: SFW Headcanons / Drabble, Junkrat and reader take a shower together, SFW but a lot of sweet kisses
We love Jami in this household 🤍 🤍 I hope you enjoy! Didn’t proofread
When the two of you started dating, Jamison was so nervous on how to handle his newfound relationship. He's so nervous on what to do or what to say to impress you. Hell, he wasn’t even sure why you were with someone like him in the first place.
He tries wooing you with different kinds of gifts and sweet words, going out of his way to act like an extremely different person just so he can seem interesting.
It’s only until you sit him down and talk that he finally understands that he doesn’t need to be anyone else, you liked him for who he was.
When Jamison gives you gifts, he makes sure to do it his way from here on out. He doesn’t buy you things, not when he could make you something instead! He makes you all sorts of neat gadgets, and you happily accept them all. Little toys, knickknacks and such, but he was very fond of making you a lot of weapons.
Junker Town was very rugged, not to mention extremely dangerous to outsiders. He made you an entire stash of weapons to use whenever you came to visit him, which was rare since he normally wants to visit you.
Whenever Jamison visits your house he has to be very discreet, he is a wanted criminal after all, but hey, you can never change his mind when he wants to come over, the soft pillows and comforting smell of your home really draws him in.
You both made sure to keep a spot for him to crawl up to the window in the back of your house, too bad he takes the opportunity to sneak in when you’re not home. You’ll sometimes find him already snug in your bed, bag of chips in hand with crumbs clinging to your sheets. You can scold him all you want, doesn’t matter.
Jamison is very clingy whenever you both get in bed together, always wrapping his slim arms around you so he can smell you some more. Your scent is a lot better than smelling like dust and smoke all day (even if he took a shower)…
He’s always mumbling in his sleep, nose so close to the pulse at your throat you can almost feel him taking you in. His body is always cold, but he feels nice to lean into…
Jamison likes to pick you up no matter your size. He’s surprisingly very strong for such a slender man, have you seen those muscles?
Whenever you kiss Jamison, you can always see how flustered he gets. He’s not used to people being nice to him, let alone show him so much tenderness and affection, so his ears and cheeks turn crimson red whenever you get too close to him.
Even though he’s inexperienced, Jamison loves PDA. Showing you off to his fellow Junker Towners makes him feel really proud. He loves you a lot after all…
Loves when you call him “Jami” I don’t really see him liking the nickname “rat.” Hearing you say “Jami~” when you’re teasing him makes him lock up in place like a board. Your voice is always sweet whenever you want him, and that makes his heart want to explode. How was he blessed with such a gentle partner?
Despite your care, you and Jamison do get into arguments from time to time. He’s very bad at reading your body language, and frankly he’s bound to mess up once in a while.
He’s grateful you can communicate with him straightforward, so so grateful you don’t give him the silent treatment and make him guess what’s wrong. You have no idea how much your honesty means to him.
He’s willing to do well for you, be the better partner you deserve.
You take awhile to forgive him, and that’s totally fair since he hurt you pretty badly, but he’ll make up for it with kisses, trembling, clinging around your waist as he begs you to give him another chance.. well, you might as well since he’s being so cute.
“M’sorry, m’sorry!” Jamison hugs around you, his long skinny legs and arms a death trap to keep you in his grip. His body felt freezing cold from the outside air. He had just snuck inside your house while you were getting ready for your shower, getting dust and mud all over you…
“Jamison —“ you yelp in surprise, falling forward onto the floor when he tackles you from behind. He kisses you, chapped lips eager and willing to atone for his actions in rushes pecks over your skin.
“Jamison!” You yell out once more before rolling the two of you over so you were on top of him. “What has gotten into you? Why did you pounce on me!? Oh and look you got the floor and me dirty!” You groan out in annoyance before pinching at his thin cheeks. “You’re lucky—“ you playfully scowl. “I was just about to get in the shower..but looks like you need to join me as well!”
“Yeah—“ Jamison hums into your shoulder, seemingly unaware of what you were saying as he clung to you for dear life “mhm, sorry, sorry, gonna clean ya floor after I hold you..” he whispered before yelping when you playfully spray him with the shower head.
“What was that for!?” He barks back, dodging your weak attempt at attacks in an overdramatized manner by rolling on the wall.
“You’re filthy, Jami!” You manage to corner him against the shower wall, spraying into his dirty blonde hair. “You can’t cuddle me until you’re clean!”
“What were you doing all day?” You grab a bottle of shampoo, his favorite kind you bought just in case he came over and spurt a good amount of product into your hand before scrubbing into his scalp.
“Can’t tell ya,” he mumbled, “not while I’m stuck in this tub,”
“Well fine,” you smile, pinching his cheek before continuing your scrub on his head. You notice his tense shoulders soften when you rubbed over a sensitive spot on his scalp, he lets out a sigh of relief, leaning onto your legs.
“Oh yeeee—“ he croaks, eyes rolling back into his head when you scratch an itchy spot “right thurrrrr—“ his lips purr, bubbling each word into a roll of r’s as he sinks into the fluffy bubbles below. “You know how to make me weak..”
“If only you took baths more often, it’d feel nice like this.” You say, rinsing out his hair with some warm water.
“I like bathin with ya, makes me feel good… don’t wanna do it without ya..”
You laugh softly, pulling his hair softly so you could wash it. “I’m sure you do.. maybe we should do this more often so you can repay the favor?”
Finally finishing his hair you give him a small peck on his cheek, he grabs the shower head, pointing the water on your back to wash off the excess soap.
“Showering is nice, but I can’t wait til we get in bed.. made you something special to say I’m sorry.” He lightly mumbles into your shoulder, squeezing you closer when you tremble.
—
The bath was surprisingly calm, despite getting into a bubble fight and getting almost tickled to death you had made it back in your room. You let Jamison look around in your closet, you knew he had left some of his old clothes there anyway.
“So,” you sit on your bed, crossing your leg with false impatience “what’s my surprise?”
Jamison couldn’t miss the teasing way your lips lifted, he knew you were messing around, and he wanted to play back so badly, but oh, he had such a problem denying you. He gets down on his knees, pulling out a box under your bed.
“When did you have time to leave that there?” You raise an inquisitive brow
“While you were shower preppin’” he held up the box, waiting for you to open it with big round eager eyes.
“Go on then! Open it!”
You lift up the lid, gasping softly when you see a small wooden cup. It had you and Jamison’s initials engraved on it.
“Took me forever to find the right wood..” he growls “but it was worth it for you!”
You happily grin, placing the cup aside before you hold his cheeks.
“That’s so sweet Jami..” you note how his cheeks warm up in your palms “I think I can forgive you now, hmmm?”
Junkrat with a reader who has a missing eye? And reader tends to bump into walls, trip on nothing, and get lost really easily? (Oh and also they don't have the best vision lol. Reader can't really read signs on buildings/billboards/ect cuz it's too blurry for them)
I love this so much. Sorry for taking so long I’ve been stressed for months.
Keeping a Close Eye
Junkrat x Missing Eye! Reader
You used to be a field agent for Overwatch. That was until you got debris in your eyes. Mercy got all of the debris out of one eye, but had to remove the other eye. She had to remove it because the cornea had such a deep wound and couldn’t be saved. She did give you a prosthetic eye.
You asked Reinhardt and Ana if they could teach you how to navigate through the base. No matter how hard you try you still bump into walls, trip over nothing, and get lost.
~2 weeks after the incident~
You were trying to get to Winston’s lab when you accidentally bumped into a tall figure. You dropped the papers and immediately crouched down to pick them up.
“You should watch where you’re going, mate.”
Great the last people you wanted to run into accidentally. You finally grab the last paper, stand up, and look the men in the face. Or at least where you think their faces should be because they’re on your bad side.
“I can’t see where I’m going on my bad side. Now if you’ll excuse me I have to get to Winston’s lab.”
Junkrat frowned and looked at Roadhog.
“You should go apologize, Rat. They aren’t having the best time right now. They lost their eye.”
“Oh alright, Roadie.”
Junkrat goes off in the direction you went. Once he caught up to you he saw that you were staring at a sign that had arrows pointing in different directions. He walked up next to your good side.
“I’m sorry about what I said. I didn’t know. Honestly. Can I make it up to you by helping you get to Winston?”
You groan then sigh. You look at his face. You couldn’t tell if he actually felt bad.
“You can help. But please walk slowly.”
He grins, takes your hand, and you two head to Winston. You get to the lab and give Winston the papers. You apologize for them out of order. Junkrat says that it was his fault. You sit on the closest seat which was a couple of inches away from where you thought it was. You started to fall, but you didn’t hit the ground. You looked up to see that Junkrat had caught you.
“I guess I should keep a closer eye on you.”
He laughs at his joke.
“I guess you should.”
~2 months after the incident~
You were in Mercy’s office. She had said that she was working on a functional prosthetic eye for you. One that had vision, but the vision would be a little blurry. You had Junkrat with you for support and to make sure you didn’t trip or get lost and miss the appointment.
“So I did try to get the color as close to the eye as possible.”
Mercy informs you. She hands you the new prosthetic after you took your old one out. You took a deep breath and put in the new one. You blinked a few times and looked around the room. It was a little blurry, but it was better than seeing nothing. You looked at where Junkrat was sitting. You could see his form better than before. Mercy had you do some eye tests before you left.
You did trip a couple of times while you and Junkrat were going to meet up with Roadhog. You ended up falling asleep in Roadhog’s room while the two Junkers were working on stuff. No matter how bad you felt about your situation you knew that you had someone keeping a close eye on you.
Notes - it feels nice to write for myself every now and again, so here's some of that! just taking a break from requests for a hot minute! i have become obsessed with overwatch and this little rat of a man, so i really hope i can write more for this fandom in the future!!! i really hope you guys enjoy and have a wonderful day/night! dont forget to stay hydrated, loves!! <333
You stretched, highly appreciating how warm your body was from your long sleep. You don't remember the last time you had slept that good. It felt like ages ago.
The sun snuck in through the blinds and kissed your eyelashes, leaving you squinting a bit, that slight burning feeling rushing through your eyes as you got used to the light.
You went to sit up, but were held down by a long, skinny arm covered in freckles or dust… or both. You really couldn't tell anymore. But you knew exactly who’s arm that was.
“Jamie.” Your voice was a soft whisper as you moved Junkrat’s arm, crawling over to his face and pressing kisses all over his cheeks and neck. “Junkrat, bubba, wake up.”
You laid your head on his chest and looked down at the floor, giggling at all of the clothes of his strewn on the floor and empty cups of boba and empty pizza boxes making their home below the bed.
“Jamie,” you ran your finger softly over his bare chest, covered in scars that could tell hundreds of stories. “I love you.” You pressed a kiss onto his jaw and saw his nose scrunch.
He groaned and turned over, pushing you off of him before wrapping the giant blanket you once shared around his body, making sure to use every inch.
You just giggled and sat up, hugging your knees. You just noticed that the shirt you were wearing to sleep was one of his. Surprisingly, it was one of his few clean ones. It still smelled like him though, which was the most important part to you. Sure, he smelled a little like sweat and gunpowder, but that’s what made him distinguishable. You wouldn't give up that smell for the world.
You hugged that caterpillar blanket which was your boyfriend and made little kissy sounds that were making Junkrat giggle, even if he didn't want to reveal that to you. He still wanted to act asleep, but that wasn't going to fool you.
“Junkrat, I can hear you giggling, bub.” You crawled over him, forcing him to lay on his back and all you could see was his crazy hair sticking out of the top of the blanket.
You quickly pulled down the blanket to reveal his face. “No one sleeps with their eyes that scrunched closed, lovely.” You placed kisses all over his cheeks until he started giggling. You threw the blanket off of him and continued until he was laughing uncontrollably.
You finally pulled away and smiled. “I knew you were awake.”
“No I'm not!” He quickly made his head fall, loudly fake snoring until you brought your hands to his gut and tickled him.
“N-No!!! St-Stop! Love! Love I m-mean it!!!” Junkrat was nearly out of breath when you finally pulled your hands away, placing your nose on his.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, but not when you're ticklin’ me until I can't breathe.” Junkrat giggled and pulled you down onto him, hugging you close, placing his hands on your butt, smirking when he realizes you only have underwear on under his shirt that looks ginormous on you.
“What are you smirking about, Jamison?” You could feel yourself blushing, but you didn't care. You were laying on the love of your life. How could you not be thrilled?
“You know I love when you call me that.” Junkrat covered your face in kisses before wrapping his arms around you, causing the both of you to fall asleep again.
I'd love to request some Junkrat dreaming about his parents, especially his Mum
And how proud they are of him
Give me the feels!
started writing this fic the second u sent it (sorry tf2 fans) cos ive been brainrotting on my sweet boy augh anyway, made this junkrat/you fic just so i could work it into my sleepy time fics and also cos .. youll see
tags: fluff, light angst, sleepy time fic number 3, comfort,, heavily based off shit i grew up w as a kid in australia, paranormal ghost shii, genderneutral reader, open interpretation,, weird pov thing oops
heavily inspired by these 3 clips just in case ur interested :-)
(spoiler warnings obv)
[game of tones] [bobs burgers] [tf2 comic #5, old wounds]
<3<3<3
He woke up in his childhood home, he furrowed his eyes at the surroundings and sat up, confused at how he fell asleep on the couch, and the TV buzzed from the heat. The kids channel was inactive as it tended to be late at night. He was remembering things that he hadn’t seen in years. He sat up and went to wobble his way around the building before both feet landed on the carpet.
He paused, noticing both legs in tact, then realising his arm was too. “It’s a dream.” He said plainly, realising what was happening. He began to make his way towards the kitchen, the bright light seeping down the hallway and into the dark lounge room.
“Jamison!” The tall blonde woman called out to him.
“...Ma?” He looked at her confused and she handed him a plate full of meat and vegetables.
“I was wondering when you’d wake up, tea was about to go cold.” She smiled warmly at him, all he could really do was smile weakly back. “Something the matter?”
“Uh.. Nah, nah.” He hesitated.
He’d dreamed of his mother before but not quite to this much extent. Not this much detail, it was uncanny how real it felt.
“Dinner looks good.”
She placed her plate of food on the bench and put a hand on his face. “You look so grown up.” She frowned at him slightly.
“What?” He was taken back and put his plate on the bench too.
“How long has it been?”
He froze for a minute. “Close to fifteen years.” She kept rubbing her thumb over his cheek before he pulled her hand away.
“That’s a long time.” She laughed softly. “What’s happened?”
He furrowed his eyebrows and shrugged casually. “Not much.. Lost my leg.. Lost my arm.. Survived the Omnic Crisis.”
She grabbed his now in-tact amputated arm and ran her hands over his forearm. “That must’ve been hard.”
“It was.”
He was a little uneasy about how she somehow knew which arm was gone. They just stood there in silence for a long period of time.
“Is this real?” Jamie laughed awkwardly. “It’s just a dream, right?”
She looked up at him and a moment’s silence passed over them and a sense of knowing filled the air.
“I’ve missed you.” She said softly.
“I’ve missed you too but how.. How are you..?”
“I bet you’ve done great things since I’ve been gone.”
He pressed his lip into a fine line at her changing the topic but then frowned at the knowledge that she would not be proud of her son if she knew of all the awful things he’s done.
“I don’t know about that..”
“What have you been up to?” She responded casually, as if making small talk with a friend you see once a month.
“I’m a criminal now.” He shrugged with a nervous laugh. “I make a lot of money and.. It makes me happy, I’ve met a lot of good people through it. I’ve travelled the world.” He rambled a little, almost like he was trying to sell a product.
“If it makes you happy, then I’m proud of you.” She sounded faintly disappointed yet still felt genuinely proud of him for finding what makes him happy and finding people that he loved.
“You’re not.. Upset?”
“I think I can understand why things happened the way they did.” She placed a reassuring hand on his arm. “You’ll always be my baby, no matter what. I don’t think it makes you a bad person for trying to survive.”
There’s another long gap of silence, both not sure what to say next.
“Tell me about your friends.”
“Ah, my friends?” He hesitated. “Where do I even start?”
“Tell me about the big one.” She smiled.
“Roadhog? His names Mako but he don’t like when we call him that. He’s my best friend, he’s basically like a brother. He’s been there for almost everything, thick and thin, y'know? He's the only person who I can really count on.”
“And the other one?”
“Y/n.. They’re.. Well. I'm lucky to have ‘em, I think you'd love ‘em too. Y’know, in a strange way, they remind me a lot of you. They’re both really important to me and I’m grateful to have them.”
Silence lingers in the air once again, an awkward stillness of uncertainty. What do you even say in this situation? What could you possibly talk about?”
“So.. There’s an afterlife?” She stayed silent. “Why’d it take you so long to visit? Why are you suddenly visiting me now?”
“I think you know why.” A lot of ideas raced through his head, so many possibilities on why. She spoke plainly with a slight sentiment of sadness at the end of her words. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
She wrapped her arms around his torso and pulled him into a tight embrace. He hesitated but hugged her back, savouring the moment.
“I think it’s time for you to wake up.” She said softly.
“I don’t want to yet.” He said as she pulled out of the hug and kissed his forehead.
He jumped awake with a loud gasp. I was leaning over him with my hand resting on his shoulder. “Jamie? Are you okay?”
“Huh?”
“You’re crying.”
He wiped his face in a hurry with his hand and attempted to with his bicep.
“I’m fine just.. Realising some stuff.” He smiled up at me warmly though it was clear something happened to upset him.
“You can talk to me, you know?”
“I know.” He continued to smile. I handed him a water bottle and smiled back at him. “I’ll tell you about it later. Just gotta think on it.”
Hello! Can I get a healer S/O with Sigma or junkrat, who is always worrying about his safety and such.
Of course. I did both and Junkrats is under Read More. I used actual Build-a-Bear stuffed animals from their website. I also did the research for Junkrat because I wanted to get the terminology right and checked multiple sources for pain relief. If I got anything wrong or if I should add something to Junkrat’s please let me know and I will correct it because I want the information to be correct.
Worried Personal Healer
Sigma
You’ve known Sigma since the day he arrived at Overwatch
You were always worried about his health
Both his mental health and physical health
You always requested to be a part of every mission that Sigma was assigned to
Jack knew how you felt about the older Astrophysicist and knew that you wouldn’t talk to him if something bad happened to Sigma
You did heal the other team members on the missions, but your main focus was Sigma
Sigma is very thankful to have you in his life and let’s you know that everyday
He knows that he can go to you if he needs someone to talk to about his problems (even though he does go to therapy)
He returns the favor by protecting you during missions
He knows that your office and your room are safe spaces because he’s a little paranoid that his room might have hidden microphones and cameras
You also carry around fidget toys for the older man to use during meetings, therapy, or anytime he’d like to use one
You ended up making him a Build-a-Bear for his birthday
You made him the Online Exclusive Piglet Gift Bundle with Sound
You wanted to use your own voice for the sound but decided against it because you knew if you did he wouldn’t keep it in his room
He loved the gift so much because Piglet reminded him of you because you are shorter than him and you always worry about him
Junkrat
Junkrat is a different case because he is so used to only having Roadhog caring about him and his health
You ask him how his prosthetic arm and leg feel each time you see him
You give him medication in case the Phantom Pain gets unbearable
You also let him and Roadhog know that there are other options to relieve the Phantom Pain in case neither of them have painkillers and if you’re not around or on vacation
On missions you constantly make sure that Junkrat is alright
You have always been concerned with his usage of bombs to fly through the air
You let him know that you do know someone who can fix his prosthetics whenever they become too damaged for him to fix
You also let him know that he does need to clean his Residual Limbs often just in case there are any sort of cuts or other injuries
He only showers for you because he knows that you worry about his physical health
It takes him a while to fully open up to you about his past and why he only talks to Roadie about his feelings
But he does go to you when he needs to talk to someone and Roadie isn’t available
You keep bomb plushies (they don’t explode but some of them do make explosion sounds.)
You and Roadhog end up making Junkrat two stuffed animals from Build-a-Bear for when he misses you two when you both or one of you are busy, on vacation, or on a mission without him
Roadhog made him the Online Exclusive Pinky Pig and you made him the Strawberry Cow Scented Gift Set
For the sounds of the plushies you both recorded your own voices. Of Roadhog was the voice for the pig
It’s so good to see a blog that writes Junkrat ! Anyways could I get a Junkrat x artist / character designer reader? It’s okay to ignore or just focus on the artist part, have a great day 😋😋😋😋
I would love to write this. You have a great day too.
The Junker and The Character Artist
Junkrat x Reader
You and Junkrat had been dating for two years. You had been working for Overwatch for five years and had been designing characters for people to use for training purposes. You were fine with your characters being shot at and getting blown up on a daily basis. This is why you only create nasty-looking characters for the shooting range and softer-looking characters for almost everything else.
Junkrat loved all the characters you design and had even given you a few ideas. Like a robotic-looking dragon. Which didn't end up getting used because 76 said that nobody in their right mind would make such a thing. That was until you said that it was Junkrat who gave you the idea. Since then he had made it so that it could rebuild itself without any problems.
"You know what?"
"No I don't know, Jamie."
He laughs at your joke.
"We make a pretty good pair. Me with the most random character ideas and you with your artistic skills to make them a reality."
"Yeah. I guess we do make a good pair."
He kisses your lips before he leaves for his mission.
"I will never know how you put up with that drongo, Y/N."
You jump a little at Junker Queen's voice.
"Well, neither will i. I guess it just takes patience and a lot of love."
She makes a barfing sound as she boards the aircraft since she had one of the tanks assigned. You don't care what others think of your relationship with Junkrat. You are just happy to be with another creative person. You wave goodbye to Junkrat before heading to have much-needed silence with Roadhog and Zenyatta. You couldn't wait for your boyfriend to return so that you can show him your new characters.
If it's not too much trouble, could I get some Queen and junkrat (preferably poly but if you don't write poly, separate is fine) sfw dating headcanons with a super soft and sweet s/o?
Gn or male s/o pls :)
Anyway, take care of yourself and have a great day/night <3
Sure. I’d love to. Have a great day/night too. Sorry, this took so long. Junker Queen's real name is Odessa "Dez" Stone, Junkrat's real name is Jamison Fawkes, and Roadhog's real name is Mako Rutledge.
Attracted To Junkers
Junker Queen x Junkrat x Male Reader
All three of you call each other Drongo when one or two of you does something dumb or idiotic
You guys spend the night in either your room or Odessa's room since you all respect Mako's boundaries
Mako usually drops Jamison at one of your rooms when he needs a break from the loud Junker
Odessa likes to be the big spoon and Jamison likes to be the little spoon
You are quite alright being the one stuck in the middle when all of you wanna spoon while cuddling
Jamison will do a little firework show for every anniversary
Odessa is protective of you and Jamison
If anyone bullies or threatens you Jamison and Odessa will find them and torture them the Junker way
Meaning Odessa uses her knife and axe, while Jamison uses bombs and other explosives
Mako does love hanging out with all three of you
Especially since you are the quietest out in your relationship
You and Mako talk about random things especially Pachimari
You and Mako buy each other Pachimari-related things that remind you of your friend
You also buy Pachimari stuff for Dessa and Jamie
Movie night is a must
Whether it be a horror movie or a comedy
Just no Rom Com movies
You three have photos of the other two in your wallets
And photos of all three of you or of the other two and Mako hanging in each others rooms
