#lynx x reader

[chocolate-milk-fanfics]

SMAU

My attempt at smau with @2-dsimp’s characters. I originally posted these on the discord but was like fuck it I’ll post it on tumblr too. Excuse the mess this is my first time making a smau🫣

Nokka

Pt1

Pt2

Quio

Pt1

Pt2

Lynx

On mobile so this is all I can add🫣 might post the rest later.

[leorawright]

The omnics finding out that their human crush fought in the omnic crisis on the side of the omnics?

Of course! *I'm adding Maximilian and Lynx because I count them as omnics

Also, this is my first request in a while, so I might be a little rusty.

Omnics with s/o who fought on the omnic side

Zenyatta

It wasn't too hard for him to tell, and he's glad you don't have a bias against omnics

If you have any battle wounds for your time spent fighting sometimes he'll trace them with his fingers

He's glad that you've accepted omnics as a part of this world because it just makes him so much happier to be around you

Ramattra

His crush on you just grew so much when you tell him that

He fights for the rights of his people and knowing that you believe the same is enough to make him blush (if he could)

Also, if you chose to fight with Null Sector, he's basically going to become your shield cause he refuses to let anyone hurt you

Maximilian

He's incredibly intrigued and honestly, a little happy when you tell him this

While he is a part of Talon, he still wishes sometimes that he could live in a world where there was peace between humans and omnics and when he meets you, that wish only grows

If you're still fighting for omnics he's very worried about your safety, even if he doesn't show it

Lynx

They're not a super big fan of fighting, but knowing that you don't have a deep seated hatred for omnics is definitely nice

Not much really changes in you two's relationship, but still, knowing you don't hate their kind makes them happy

Also, if you're interested, they're happy to teach you how to hack but it might be more difficult since you're not an omnic but they'll still try

[overwatch-imagines-hub]

Robot boys Lynx, Zenyatta, and Maximilien during Christmas time with their s/o. What kind of presents would they give? Handmade/Bought, expensive/sentimental?

Not gonna lie, I know little to nothing about Maximilien so I apologize in advance.

Also, friendly reminder than Lynx is not male but non gender conforming and prefers they/them pronouns. ^^

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Lynx

They’d get their s/o something involved with tech

It’d be sentimental in it’s own way

Cheat codes they personally created for their favorite game to play together

A digital copy of the game their s/o has been waiting for before it comes out (may or may not be acquired legally)

The headset or game controller or laptop they noticed their s/o eyeing every time they pass a particular shop, or a better made version of it that Lynx created themselves

Zenyatta

It’s be something very meaningful, either about their relationship or just for his s/o

Some sort of reminder of their more important dates (ex. a plushie from a fair where they had their first date, a bouquet from the park where they first said “i love you,” etc.)

Or that colored pencil set he always hears his s/o gushing about or tickets to his s/o’s favorite play

Maximilien

Something expensive and material

Very expensive

Clothing, jewelry, other items (art sets, an entire book series, a trip to Ibiza, etc) he’s overheard his s/o talking about or has talked about them with

Makes a show of presenting it to them as well

A big dinner or fancy evening of events before he gives them the gift

[leorawright]

Zenyatta, ramattra, max and lynx finding our that their human crushs parents were killed in the omnic uprising please?

Lynx????? Maximilian???? I love you anon

Overwatch Omnics finding out that their crushes' parents were killed by omnics

Zenyatta

He's very sympathetic and understanding towards you

He understands that so many people were hurt during the omnic crisis, and it hurts his heart to know you were one of them

If you still feel pain or anger he's happy to help you release it since he knows that holding onto that anger will only make you hurt more

Ramattra

While he's sympathetic, he also feels kinda guilty due to his line of work

If he's at the point in his crush on you where he's started giving hints towards his feelings he'll majorly dial it back until he's sure you don't hate him for what happened to you

He definitely avoids talking about his work around you just because he doesn't want you to hate him

Maximilian

He listens closely as you explain what happened

He's not the least empathetic on this list but he still tries to show his sympathy for what happened to you

But sometimes his words come out wrong, and he accidentally says something offense and then decides to shut his mouth while saying an apology

Lynx

Probably responds the same way as when Zarya told them your parents were killed by omnics

They're obviously very sympathetic and comfort you if you haven't fully gotten over the wounds left behind

They also know that you know that they obviously weren't part of that attack, so they don't worry that you like them any less

But if you do hold resentment towards the type of omnics that killed your parents, they do understand why

[overwatch-imagines-hub]

Fictober Day 1: Fall (Lynx X Reader)

Yes, Lynx is first on the list. Because I love them and I thought this prompt would be a good one to do with them.

This is the first one of the batch, and I haven’t written a fic in a while, so bear with me if it's a little rough. <D This one also might be a little longer than the rest of them (although that I can’t exactly promise; I never know how long I’ll write for when I start something) but I really wanted to write stupid dorky banter between Lynx and the reader, and I wanted them to spend some time at different things, sooo... details. XD

This was a weird intro. Here’s the actual story now!

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You stepped out from under the overhang of the ship depot’s roof and were immediately bathed in hot sunlight. You pulled off your heavy jacket and draped it over an arm with a sigh of relief; unlike your home, which was currently experiencing the heavy chill and frequent rain of fall, Numbani was at its summer’s peak. 

“(Y/N).”

You looked to where the voice had come from and was presented with a omnic with twitching ears like a bunny, wearing a teal body suit -- Lynx Seventeen, you guessed. They were the bot you came to see, in hopes of tracking down your parents.

You picked up your luggage, a singular medium-sized travel suitcase, and strolled over to the omnic. After confirming each of you were the person you said you were, the two of you began on your way to a proper place to talk.

Looking around, you commented, “You know, if I were home right now, I’d be walking in endless puddles of rainwater and crunching leaves.”

“If I was any less undeveloped as an omnic, I’d probably short-circuit if I lived where you did,” Lynx replied, ears twitching in your general direction. “Now let’s work on finding your parents.”

During the time it took to track down your parents, parents who had abandoned you as a child to save their own selfish hides, you and the hacker Lynx had connected on a snarky, nerdy level. When the search was over--the birth parents hadn’t been worth the search but you were given closure nonetheless--you and Lynx had ended up keeping in touch and creating some sort of special bond. Ever since that first day, you had wanted to suggest the omnic to test their durability by joining you in your country for a fall. A joke at the time but recently, a couple months before this very day, you had gotten up the nerve to ask them, genuinely, to visit during the fall. 

You thought about that first meeting with Lynx now, as you eyed the ship depot anxiously and bounced on the balls of your feet to keep warm while waiting for passengers to exit the ships. The chilly breeze ruffled your hair and caused goosebumps to rise on your neck and arms as the fall air sneaked under your jacket. 

“(Y/N)!”

Your head whipped toward the sound of your name and you were greeted by the same bunny-eared omnic in the same teal body suit as were that day day in Nambani; the only difference was it was sprinkling rain and Lynx waved enthusiastically at you before trotting over.

“Lynx!” you hollered back with a grin. When they reached your side, you pulled them into a hug which was happily returned. Being an omnic, Lynx was naturally very warm and it difficult to remove yourself from their heat and back to chilliness when the time came.

“Well,” you continued, stepping away from Lynx with a shiver, “you seem to be holding up against the rain pretty well, despite popular belief.”

“Like I said,” they replied with a tilt of their chin, “if I had been underdeveloped. I’m not. I’m actually quite developed, despite popular belief.” Their body language was haughty but their tone was good natured and after a moment, they relaxed and chuckled. “So this is it?”

You confirmed with a not and followed Lynx’s curious gaze with your own as he looked around. “This is it. Not much to it but it’s home and we have a mean fall festival. Which happens to be this evening. Hope your battery’s all charged, bot, because the rain will be gone by then.”

Lynx made a sound similar to a snort of indignation, which you guessed would have been accompanied by a rolling of the eyes had they had proper eyes to roll. Then he replied, “Lead the way, fleshy.”

The ship that Lynx had taken arrived later than what you’d expected, so there wasn’t a whole lot of time to waste before the fall festival. First, you showed Lynx the way home and gave them sometime to get set up and comfortable in the new environment. After a bit of simply hanging out and chatting, you took them out for a tour of the town, eventually leading to the festival itself.

Though the festival just started, crowds of people were milling in every which direction. There were lines at red and orange booths selling snacks like pretzels or candied apples, and stalls were you could win a balloon mallet or a giant stuffed bear. People were being led onto carousels and a Ferris wheel, and soft yellow lights were decorating red tents where you could go pet animals or watch a pumpkin carving contest.

“Well isn’t this endearing,” Lynx commented, taking in the scene. “And I had managed to step in several rainwater puddles and crunch several leaves. So much of what you promised has come true already.”

“And this is just today,” you assured them, “Tomorrow is the hay ride and a corn maze.” 

“Can’t wait to sit in some hay and walk through a maze of produce.”

You rolled your eyes and took the omnic’s hand, leading them through crowds of people and to the end of a line for candied apples. Lynx gave you a look, which you took as wordless sass towards the fact that they couldn’t eat anything, and you replied with a grin. During the wait in line, plans were made for games and rides-- games while you stuff your face, Lynx had suggested, then a carousel and perhaps sneaking onto the kiddies’ roller coaster since it was the only one present. 

“You’re a big robutt,” you reminded him, “I’m not sure you would get one the coaster so easily.”

“Don’t call me a robutt,” Lynx replied, then bumped their hip with yours. “Well, I believe that you’re small and frail enough to play off as a child. Maybe I can be your companion animal.” His robotic bunny ears wiggled for emphasis, making you giggle. 

“We’d probably break one of the carts,” you observed, “Two kids to a cart; two grown people in one, one made of metal.”

“If we can’t have a roller coaster, no one can,” they declared goodnaturedly. 

They’d began to say something else until the candied vendor, a middle-aged lady, interrupted with a loud “NEXT!” right next to your ears; apparently you’d moved to the front of the line without noticing. You ordered your apple of choice and went to pay before Lynx stopped you and produced a credit chit of his own with his free hand. A little tugging gesture he made in the process drew your attention to where your hand was still holding his, fingers casually intertwined at this point. 

“Here.”

You blushed at the thought of Lynx catching you, so you looked away briefly when they offered your candied apple to you. Then, as if they had still noticed your action and felt the need to emphasize it, he tugged you out of the line by your intertwined hands and began leading you to the aisles of game booths.

Nibbling on your sweet snack and partially lost in heart fluttering thoughts, you absentmindedly watched Lynx’s ears wiggle in thought as the omnic decided which game to play.

“You’re not going to play right away, yeah?” they asked after a moment, glancing at you over their shoulder; you replied by raising your barely eaten apple on a stick and they nodded. “Well, I’ll bet you your next snack break that I can win that giant bear there.” The hacker pointed at a cream-colored teddy bear hanging from a water gun racing booth; the bear was almost as big as you.

“Does that mean if you win, I don’t get to get more snacks later?” you questioned.

Lynx’s ears perked and they nodded. “Exactly.”

You looked at your candied apple longingly, thinking about all the snacks you could be eating but now could possibly miss out on. Then you agreed to the bet after making the suggestion that, if Lynx lost, they would have to sit it in every single line with you while you tried out each snack. 

“Oh, woe is me,” Lynx quipped, “I better not lose then; I’d be rusted up and rundown by the time you finished.” You gave them a warning scowl before you both snickered.

“But,” they continued, “unless you’re expecting me to play one-handed in hopes of hindering me, I need my other arm.”

You blushed again, releasing their hand with a quick “sorry,” then followed them to the front of the booth.

You watched as Lynx paid for a seat in front of a mechanical teal water gun, which was aimed at a target. 

The goal of the game was to keep water hitting the sluggishly moving target the best you could. The more water hitting the target, the farther a little robotic fish, colored and numbered the same as the water gun being used, moved across the booth’s wall and through poorly painted cardboard waves. There could be two to five players playing at the same time and the size of prize you won depended on which place you were in when the race ended.

You stood a couple feet away from where Lynx sat on their stool, preparing for battle against three other players; two were little kids, one was a man who’s wife or girlfriend stood off to the side with you. Moments later, the game started up and your attention shifted from watching Lynx to watching the teal fish swim shift along the wall. It seemed to be moving at a quicker rate than the others and when you spared a glance back in Lynx’s direction, you noticed the three usually dormant lights on their forehead glowing faintly.

You hacker hoe, you thought, nibbling away at your apple. 

Minutes later, Lynx joined you on the sidelines with a giant cream-colored teddy on their shoulders. 

“No more snacks for you,” they stated cheekily.

“Let’s find a game that you can’t hack and see how that goes for you,” you replied.

“To be fair,” Lynx argued, “I only hacked the fish to make it go a little faster. My aim was still on point; I could have won either away.” The omnic slipped his hand into yours again, making your heart briefly skip a beat.

Did they know that they were making you flustered or did they only hold your hand to make sure you didn’t lose each other in the crowds?

“Where to next?”

“To a game that doesn’t involve mechanical or electronic figures. How about that one where you throw ping pong balls into fish bowls?”

Several games, various prizes, a couple rides, and not enough festival snacks later, the time had come. The time to sneak onto the kiddie coaster.

“I will never be allowed back to this festival,” you grumbled. You followed Lynx over the small back railing of the children’s roller coaster. 

The ride owner was busy talking to parents and helping kids into the freshly emptied carts, so Lynx ha hoped the two of you could sneak in through the back and climb into a cart before the ride started again.

“Hey, what the hell are you doin’ over there, bunny ears?” 

Well, that lasted about five seconds.

Lynx scrambled back from the cart they were invading and raced past you and over the railing. 

“Run!” they hollered over their shoulder as you hurried after them. “We’ve been compromised! Abort, abort!”

“Well that was fun,” Lynx commented, trotting up to your house’s porch and flopping onto the swinging bench perched on it.

The two of you had run for the kiddie coaster and didn’t stop running until you were about a block from your home; at one point Lynx had had to grab your hand and drag you along because you had gotten too winded to function.

“Hopefully, I’ll be allowed back next year,” you panted, flopping down beside them and leaning heavily against their should. “We wreaked havoc on our way outta there.”

“And we lost the giant bear, unfortunately,” Lynx replied with a sulky nod. Then the bot’s ears perked up enthusiastically. “I’ll just have to win another one next year. Hopefully, I’ll be allowed back.”

“Next year?” You used what little energy you had left to glance at them and immediately became lightheaded.

“Yes, next year,” Lynx confirmed. They stretched out their long legs and slipped their arms over the back of the bench, ultimately resting one arm around your shoulders. “I have so many things I didn’t accomplish this time. I didn’t win a fish. I need to win a bear again. We have to ride the roller coaster.”

Despite becoming flustered again, due to the fact that you were basically cuddling the omnic at this point, you chuckled lightheartedly and nodded in agreement. So many things the two of you have left to do together.

“Besides,” Lynx continued, “I enjoyed spending time with you. Luckily we having riding in hay and walking through corn tomorrow.”

Chilly and embarrassed, you snuggled up to the self-heating omnic and replied, “Can’t wait to sit in some hay and walk through a maze of produce.”