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@theechoknight
reminding everyone that this masterpiece exists
only MatPat would make Toby Fox, the guy well known for keeping to himself and staying out of drama, snap at him for fucking up
Can I request a cute one-shot of Tracer and Fem!Reader going to pride together? Bonus if reader is being shy because of all the people there :3u Thank you very much! <3
“Don’t worry, Love! Its not so bad once you get used to it.” Lena gripped your hand tightly, smiling your way, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze. You smiled back, but you felt so small in the crowds, you’d never been to pride, maybe your town had one, but always being too shy to even check really hindered your ability to know if there was one. Lena was dressed to the max, her chrono attached to her as usual, but her shirt was of the Lesbian flag, adorned with wearing a rainbow flag as a cape, her soft brown hair had flakes of rainbow glitter in it, and her white skinny jeans were topped off with rainbow high tops, you had to admit, she was adorable. Your clothes were more reserved, but you too wore your sexuality on a flag tied around your neck as a cape, courtesy to Lena getting it for you. “(y/n)” Lena stopped you, you turned your head and looked at her with a raised brow. She placed a kiss to your cheek. “You’ll be okay! I’ve got you.” She grinned as she pulled away, a blush spreading across your cheeks.“My Hero.” You giggled quietly, placing a kiss to her lips.
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Could you please do another jealousy fic, but with Ana instead?
Of course I can!
On occasion, Ana insisted on going out with you, somewhere nice typically. While she was partial to being indoors and alone with you, she did occasionally feel the need to go out and experience the world with you for what it was. Not that you could complain, of course.
She had picked somewhere that she believed you could relax together; an art museum, one filled with delectable works of art from all over the world. You deemed it to be a rather nice idea, and you had no issue with her practically dragging you inside.
It didn’t take long for the two of you to become immersed in the artworks before you. Various sculptures, paintings, colors of all kind coating the walls in every direction you looked. It was not only relaxing but destressing as well.
“This place is pretty good,” you admitted halfway through, your hand loosely clasping hers. “I can’t believe I never thought to come here before. This is totally a place you would be into.”
Ana simply gave you a smug look, pulling your hand with hers toward another section of the museum, this one dedicated predominantly to canvas paintings.
One specific painting caught your eye, and you almost immediately rushed Ana over to it. It was a lovely one filled with nice, cool colors. It depicted the ocean, the moon hanging high in the sky in the background and bouncing off the flowing water beneath it
“What a beautiful painting,” Ana admitted, her hand letting go of yours, “but it is making me need to use the restroom, dear. Give me five minutes, I will meet you back here.”
As you gave your girlfriend a playful look, your attention turned back to the painting that you had been marveling at. It definitely spoke to you, and you couldn’t help but feel almost as if you were entranced by the beautiful texture of the paints.
“Moon, Palms, Ocean, I see,” came a voice from your side.
When you turned, you saw a friendly looking woman standing at your side. Her eyes darted from you to the painting again. “Sorry if I scared you. I know I’m not supposed to disturb the masterpieces.”
While you knew that wasn’t how the phrase went, you didn’t feel enough of a need to correct her to do so. Instead, you gave a small laugh, focusing your mind on the painting again. You couldn’t tell if she was trying to flirt with you or if she was genuinely talking about the painting.
“Yeah, well, this one is pretty attractive to me,” you admitted, folding your hands over one another and placing them gently against your stomach.
The woman’s eyes darted to you again, a slightly bigger smile playing on her lips as she gently moved closer to you. “And you’re pretty attractive to me.”
You could not believe how bold this woman was. While you had nothing against people who were confident, you certainly didn’t feel comfortable being told things like this by just anyone.
“Ahem.”
You turned. On your other side stood Ana Amari, her eyes focused on the woman beside you. You opened your mouth to say something, but before you could Ana had her hand wrapped around one of yours.
“Come, my dearest, let us look elsewhere. I hear that the sculpture hall is just exquisite,” Ana said through her teeth, her voice emphasizing dearest to make absolutely sure the woman could hear her.
As she pulled you away, you couldn’t help but feel a touch of amusement. Ana was jealous, there was absolutely no way that she couldn’t have been. Even if she tried to deny it, you knew the truth. Though, you figured just going along with it would be better than teasing her.
You didn’t see that woman again through your tour of the museum. You had a sneaking suspicion that if Ana had seen her at all, she would have scared her off with one nasty look.
You were definitely thankful for her.
If it's not a bother! Could you make a Reaper scenario where he gets jealous? ;3
Not a bother, this is what I’m here for!
It was fortunate that most people knew that you were off limits. Fortunate for them, of course, not exactly for you.
You were well aware of what Gabriel often said when you weren’t looking. How he commanded other agents to keep their hands off of you unless it was a life or death situation. How he didn’t need an excuse to keep you safe from falling into the hands of an unknowingly ill mannered agent.
You knew this. You saw how the others acted around you.
Though, as it always happened with every new batch of agents that arrived, one of them made a grave mistake.
You were comfortably seated in the cafeteria, a cup of coffee in hand for the morning and a newspaper spread out in front of you, your eyes carefully skimming through it. Nothing but headlines about the Omnics, you thought to yourself, of course. You folded the paper, not wanting to read any further into it than you could stomach.
“Hey, do you mind if I read that?”
You turned your head, expecting to see your boyfriend, though at the last minute you realized it wasn’t his voice. Instead, before you stood a young man, probably not much older than the Lena girl you had become familiar with. He was giving you a charming smile.
“Huh?” You replied.
He nodded toward the newspaper on the table. “Are you finished with it?”
Once you had given him the green light to take it if he pleased, he took a seat beside you, looking through the headlines himself. Though, you could have sworn he was taking more glances at you than he was at the actual words.
“The whole Omnic Crisis is devastating, huh?” he spoke, clearly trying to make conversation with you. As he set the paper down, his finger gently brushed against your hand. “So many people are dying.. friends, family… lovers,” he continued. “It just means you’re going to have to find that special someone in a different corner of the earth, don’t you think?”
You furrowed your eyebrows a bit, bringing the mug of coffee to your lips and taking a few sips of it before setting it back down. “I suppose…?”
He opened his mouth again, preparing to speak before shutting his lips tight, his eyes focusing on something on the other side of you.
When you turned, you knew why.
Gabriel Reyes was approaching the pair of you, his dangerously narrowed eyes set on the male beside you. You knew what he was capable of doing if he so intended on doing it, and he wouldn’t let you stop him.
“Get up,” he almost commanded, his voice dripping with rage that he was very obviously trying to keep under lock and key. “Don’t make me repeat myself. Get lost. You’re a newbie, but you’re just like anyone else here. You get one warning.”
Without hesitating in the slightest, the new recruit quickly got up, the table shaking a bit from the speed of which he pulled himself away from you. You had never seen someone move so fast in your life.
Gabe simply smirked, taking over for where he had been sitting. “Now that that’s over, I wanted to talk.”
Your eyes twinkled with amusement, the heat of your mug comfortably heating your hand. “Oh yeah? What did you want to talk about?”
He gave a soft chuckle, his body gently scooting its way closer to you. “I’ve been busy lately. I know. I get it. How’s about I take you to dinner tonight? I’m craving a mean steak.”
At this, you laughed quietly, holding your mug close to your lips before giving him a mischievous look. “As long as you don’t try to kill the waiter for talking to me, Gabriel.”
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