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Overwatch Animated Short| âReunionâ
[NEW HERO] Introducing Ashe | Overwatch
Sombra with a fem s/o just spending time together?
A/N:Â Hello! I apologize for the sudden hiatus. I had moved out and started Uni again so Iâve been super busy with that as well as life. I canât promise frequent updates but Iâll try to post at least a few times a month at the least.
As for commissions, I haven't had time to fully consider them yet but given the circumstances it looks like I might take one or two on in the future. I will keep you all posted on that note though. Thank you for your patience!äșșÂŽâïœ)
You had watched her with a soft smile while combing throughthe ends of her hair gently. Â Sombra satidly over the edge of the bathtub wall of your shared apartment. Her back hadbeen facing you while you ringed out the knots of her hair and prepped it to bere-dyed. The thickly soft locks had already begun to fade towards the endsleaving them somewhat dull without her usual signature purple.
Breaks at Talon were quite unusual and, knowing thetrickster that is your girlfriend, you were more than sure she ended upsneaking out without so much as a notice to her âfriendsâ. Nonetheless, havingher back and to yourself wasnât something you questioned. Your door was alwaysopen for the moment sheâd appear seemingly out of thin air. A trick sheâs shownyou the hard way in a variation of boops and scares.
âIâm happy youâre back home, Olivia.â You murmur while runningthe comb through her hair and parting it in sections.
The purr of her name sets a spark of in her chest that perksher. She knows the hell sheâs going to get when she pops back on base but theneed to be with you had long since won over. Sombra leans her head back towardsyour chest with a playful thump. The chunks of her hair gathered at your handescape your light grip easily when she does so. She looks up past your chestwith puckered lips, glossy from whatever Chapstick she managed to swipe fromyou, in an evident motion for a kiss. You lean over and plant a soft and gentlepeck.
âYou know, if you missed me so much youâd think youâd kissme like it.â Olivia retorts, sighing in her seat. She immediately puckers herlips again, not liking the lack of heated affection. She means it playfullywith her arms crossed over her chest and her facial expression much tooanimated to be serious. You chuckle and kiss her crown.
âWe both know if I do that, we wonât get anything done.âTaking her hair, you begin parting it once more. The sections separated andkept together with loose twists as you search the drawer for something to tiethem with.
âTrue but I wouldnât mind that either.â She replies, headbuttingyou softly once more. The sections begin to loosen and spread, causing you tolose track of her hair with a huff.
âOlivia,â Youscold, âyou better not do that when I start dying your hair.â The moment youraise a brow, her eyes squint with amusement.
âWhat are you gonna do if I do?â She chuckles at the poutyou give her before sitting back forward. With a swipe of fingers, aholographic screen appears before the two of you. Olivia types away until musicfilters through the room and the screen idly remains displayed for the two ofyou to watch.
âDo we still have enough paint?â She asks, continuing toscan through the shared playlists of your account. She brings her leg up to herchest and leans her head on it cautiously, this time careful of how youâveparted her hair. The comb clatters on the porcelain of the sink and she laughswhen you cuss under your breath.
âYeah.â You murmur, moving to search through the bottom sinkcabinet. Sombra watches you shift behind her with her peripherals, shamelesslyadmiring you despite the bedhead and daylong PJâs. âI bought some more theother day.â She throws you a kiss when you meet her gaze. One hand moves the screenover to a side, while she reaches to inspect the box of dye in the other. Shesmiles fondly knowing youâve recognized her favorite brand in her color.
âHave I ever told you how much I love you?â She teases, poppingopen the box and holding the bottle of paint for you to grab. You pluck it fromher hands with finesse.
âAll the time.â Youhum. âI save all the messages yousend me when youâre out.â
She chuckles, straightening out her shoulders and neck uponhearing the crinkle of the plastic gloves. âYouâre too cute.â
âNah.â You shake the bottle appropriately, mindful of howslippery the gloves make holding it. There had been an incident you both recallwhen Sombra had accidently flung it and stained a portion of the wall. Youchuckle remembering how she tried to talk herself out of that one, it wasendearing. âYou should see my girlfriend, much cuter.â
âWhat can I say?â She shrugs with a cocky smirk. âOnly thebest for you.â
She prides herself in the way you giggle behind her. Withyour hip, you give her a gentle nudge. âChange the song, dork.â
âYeah, yeah, calm yourself.â She shrugs you away with agiggle and returns her attention back to the screen. You squirt a generousamount of paint upon the palm of your gloved hand and get to work on spreadingit evenly on the tips of her faded hair.
The night dwindles down with idle chatter and soft musicplaying in the back. Sombra laughs as she tells you about her work and a coupleof funny incidents that may or may not have been her doing within missions. Youscold her half-heartedly when she tells you about how she narrowly missed anenemy assault thanks to her translocator and she listens intently when youdescribe a minor misgiving at work.
Applying the paint only takes around half an hour and sheâssighs happily when you finish. However, her face contorts to a playfullyannoyed look when you top off her head in a floral shower cap. The laugh yougive is enough to shake her façade, chuckling and shaking her head at how sillyshe looks. Olivia swipes away at the screen, the purple hue pixels dispersingcausing the music to cut out completely.
âThank you, Amor.â She stands to kiss at your cheek.Groaning slightly when her back pops from being hunched for a good while. Â
âOf course, Hun.â You strip off the gloves while washingaway the leftover paint. Craning your neck over, you kiss her back. âDinnerâsin the microwave, you can eat while the dye sets.â
Her arms lock around your waist with a loud dramatic sigh. âYou are honestly the greatest ever, I donât know how Iâve made it this long.â Her tone is teasing while leaning her weight upon you.
âYou know I was thinking the same thing.â You tap at your chin. âI guess its one code that you canât crackâ Sombra snorts, releasing you and promptlysauntering away.Â
âWe will see about that later.â She drawls, but the sound of the shower cap crinkling despite her silentfootsteps makes you chuckle too much to be taken seriously. With a flick, you turn the light switch off following her with agiggle and well-meant shake of the head.
ANOTHER SKIN REVEAL COMIN AT YAH!
FASTBALL ZENYATTA (LEGENDARY) - SUMMER GAMES AUGUST 9TH!Â
New Gridironhardt Reinhard skin!
Small Announcement
This might be out of nowhere but would anyone be interested if I were to start taking commissions? Iâm considering it since Iâm moving out soon and can probably use the extra money. Though, Iâd most likely only take 1 or 2 at a time. (ÂŽâïœïŒ) Hereâs a poll where you can submit yes or no. (Its anonymous!)
i absolutely love your writing dear. itâs so descriptive and it honestly just sucks me in. everything about it is absolutely amazing and your pacing? PHENOMENAL!
OOOOO THANK YOU!!! ïŒÂŽă»ïœ ïŒâĄ
i always worry about the pacing because i dont want anything to seemed too rushed so its reassuring to hear its p good!!! iâm happy to that you enjoy my writing ,thank you so much for the compliment!!Â
Could I request genji taking his female s/o's virginity? I'm a sinner >///<
(NSFW)
A/N: Oh honey, we all sin here on this blog.Â
Thereâs something so familiar about the warmth of anotherbody under the fingertips of his hands. The gasps of breathes and temptingkisses that drip with needing want across his lips. His hair falls languishover the two of you like veil of silk. You giggle slightly remembering howshaggy itâs become without him having it trimmed after so long. His attentionshifts from your lips to the corners and then your chin.
âGenji.â You sigh against the rise of his cheekbone as hetends to nipping and kissing your jaw. He hums, lashes fluttering in a ticklishmanner but never stopping his course of action. These intimate moments of lingeringtouches and tangled mess of sheets he relishes with such delight. Youâve neverreally taken it very far, each understanding of each otherâs own boundaries.But now, nervousness builds at the pit of your stomach along with the embers ofa much more prominent want. Its clear neither of you want to stop by the deepkisses that feel almost drowning.
âI want.â Genji huffswith a hot breath. He murmurs your name with another kiss to your lips as alithe leg of muscle bends up at the inner edges of your thighs. Heholds each side of your head in both his hands and looks to you with a gazethat makes your knees weak. His eyes are a brown so warm and swirled with anafter haze of desire. He licks over his lips, still wet from the mix of his andyour saliva. âI want to go further.â
That John Mulaney skit were he talks about liking how "MY WIFE" sounds in any case (the "and that's MY WIFE" joke) is most definitely McCree
Jesse would pronounce you as "MY WIFE/ HUSBAND" or "MY PARTNER" if given the chance with a deadass look of pride in his eyes.
hi! I really am in love with your writing style wow...! and wanted to ask if you could write something for Zenyatta and how he is realizing he's in love, his struggle bc he's an omnic and reader a human and eventually confessing to reader? love you đ take care
A/N: S O F T stories for my boy.
Zenyatta believes in many things.
He believes he fell in love with you the moment he saw you.And, that he is foolish for only realizing after so much time.Â
Heâs rested in mediation with hope of helping him clear his mind and think over his deepest thoughts. However, like any other, there are timeshe believes in the negative possibilitiesfor having such strong feelings. Itâs a strange thing in the world he lives in,sadly. For many, omnics and humans together can be a scandal as much as it cannothing but the norm.Â
His hesitance stemming from that thought like a hurdle which threatens the peace of his composition. The last thing he ever wants to do is bringyou into more situations due to his love for youâ his mere being as someone who wants nothing more than to cherish the idyllsof his affection. It plagues his system and fills him with discordance of his own.Â
Yet, youâve never shown him malice. Never held any ill will to him, only benevolent behavior and caring words. Youâve protected him a number of times both in battle and against the threats of ignorant strangers. Despite the constant, it has never deterred you from remaining a faithful friend at his side.Â
And then, when he took noticed of your interest, it grew more to the calculated touches he craves for now. The metal of his frame upon the softness of your skin similar to that of lovers. The flush of your cheeks when he is near and which you are not the only one to notice. The private jokes and unspoken looks of just knowing what the other must be thinking in serious or comedic situations. its a form of intimacy heâs come to treasure. Then there is the synergy through the thick of battle and nicks of close calls. The omnic chuckles to himself as he thinks over such frivolities with a tender outlook. He believes heâs fallen even more for you over time,
There might be difficulty in how others might see the two of you but he doesnât care for such matters. Your the only one of whoâs opinion he cares for and he believes in a good feeling about the outcome.
Itâs a peaceful day within the base. Agents retired in theirrooms or following their respective free-time schedules. A light drizzletrickles and taps at the roofs and windows like a soft song. You had taken theopportunity to occupy the main common room with the larger TV alongsideZenyatta, who sits snuggly at your side. The sound of the movie drowns out thelarger patters of rain but remains just a notch away from being mere backgroundnoise.
The time is right, he believes, under the calm of eachotherâs presence. Your warmth is confronting even through the shared throwblanket that smells just like you. The edges of his long fingers kindly tap andmingle with yours. He wants nothing more than to hold your hand in his, claspedtight and knuckles peppered with phantom kisses. He wills away the negativethoughts and prays to the Iris for the courage that bubbles in his chest. Witha steady mind, he begins to voice his thoughts.
âI believe,â His soft tone draws your attention from hishand to his face, âthat you might like me in the way I do you.â
âIs that so?â You reply playfully, fingers lightly titteringhis. He hums back while leaning his head down towards your shoulder, nuzzlinghis cheek.
âYes.â He answers simply. âLike a lover, perhaps?â
You take the first step in intertwining your fingerstogether. The cool of his palm both smooth yet littered with grooved scratches.Itâs warm from being tucked at your side under the blanket and curvesseamlessly into yours when you hold it.
âI believe you might be right.â You smile, content to have him at yourside in manner so similar yet different. He brings your joined hands tohis face, touching the back of the bend of your hand to where hips lips wouldbe.Â
âYou do not know how happy that makes me.â He tells you, brimming with joy. The aura of light surrounding him seeps past his being and serenely embracing you.Â
Zenyatta believes in many things, it is first and foremost that heloves you more than anything.
Reality (Genji Shimada X Reader)
A/N: Its been a long while since I wrote/ published anything that was not a request. This is something short that I wrote in the spur of the moment after seeing angst fanart of blackwatch genji. He has come along way and I honestly felt so heartbroken thinking about it so I made some angst/fluff.
Summary: Genji finds himself lost in a state of the past before your presence reminds him of all he come to known and love.
Itâs a jarring experience.
To stare at oneâs own reflection and see nothing but missing pieces that were only just there. Usually, there is nothing but fear and confusion. A pounding in his chest with a headache adding to the mix of emotions. Yet, as he watches himself stand before the mirror, there is nothing but numbness.
He knows the anxiety in his heart, the fear in the back of his mind, but his body wills itself to stand motionless. He canât feel the nerves of his other arm, his real arm, nor the command to his mechanical legs.
He is stranded, eyes unblinking.
Well now that was a plot twistâŠ..
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Symmetra and mccree
Symmetra: Describe your aesthetic.
I honestly wouldnât know what aesthetic i fall into nor how to describe it (ăÂŽâïœ)
McCree: Whatâs your #1 guilty pleasure?
junk food rIP
Hi! Reaper, Junkrat, Reinhardt and Lucio? For the ask thing!
Reaper: Tell us about an embarrassing middle school/high school phase.
I went through the full Weeb PhaseâąÂ back in middle/early high. Iâm still a little embarassed by it now but I was just young and enjoying myself.
Junkrat: Name your favorite pastime/hobby.
Playing games would most likely be my fav pastime. I recently started playing The Wolf Among Us and Iâm super hyped to progress.Â
Reinhardt: What is the thing you love most about yourself?
My dumb sense of humor tbh, I love being able to make myself and my friends laugh.Â
LĂșcio: The last song you listened to.
FLY by Marshmello, Iâve been super into that cheerful yet chill beat it hasÂ
Overwatch Asks âĄ
Offense âĄ
Genji: Any body modifications you want but are too scared to get?
McCree: Whatâs your #1 guilty pleasure?
Pharah: How closely do you think one should follow the rules?
Reaper: Tell us about an embarrassing middle school/high school phase.
Soldier: 76: What do you think youâll be like at 60?
Tracer: Super speed or super strength?
Sombra: Favorite way to tease/annoy your friends.
Defense âĄ
Bastion: Which animal can you see becoming your lifelong partner?
Hanzo: What advice would you give to your younger self?
Junkrat: Name your favorite pastime/hobby.
Mei: Favorite flavor of ice cream.
Torbjörn: Name three first three things that pop into your head.
Widowmaker: Last instance that really tested your patience.
Tank âĄ
Reinhardt: What is the thing you love most about yourself?
Zarya: How do you bounce back from difficult situations?
Roadhog: Bacon, sausage, or neither?
D.Va: Of which accomplishment are you most proud?
Winston: What is your dream job?
Support âĄ
LĂșcio: The last song you listened to.
Ana: One thing that keeps you motivated.
Mercy: Do you prefer to give or receive?
Zenyatta: One thing that brings you peace.
Symmetra: Describe your aesthetic.
Guys ask me stuff đ Iâm too lazy to write right now and itâs been a long ass day đ„
i love!! zenyatta!!! sm!!!
Poly (if you don't poly then sep) MeiVa and Male S/O helping each other through flashbacks and other PTSD. I think this fandom often forgets the emotional trauma that these characters go through. Their cute butts and thighs don't stop the human condition.
A/N: I couldnât find any MeiVa gifs in the gif search thing. (ăïčăœ)
And I agree! I donât think its necessarily forgotten just tended to be ignored or not touched upon in a sense?
Added a read more due to length of the fic.Â
There are sleepless nights for everyone within the Overwatchbase. Each with their own reasons and own dealings with different ways ofcoping. However, you startle momentarily when you woke to find your girlfriendsmissing. The sheets were scurried about, pillows tossed a bit restlessly whilethe sides they slept on remained cooled. The only evidence that they hadnâtgone far was Snowball sleeping in itâs portable charging pod while D.Vaâs phonerested next to it.
Sluggishly, you slink off the bed. The cold floor was nonetoo kind to your feet but the curiosity of where your lovers went scurried offthe freezing temp. With a bit of strained movement, you scuttle out the dormroom door and unto the hallways wrapped in a throw blanket. You find themsitting in the lunch room, only one set of lights on leaving the gigantic roomrather dim.
âHey.â You shuffle closer to the two, your presence stillnot noticed. Mei has a hand to her face with a twisted expression as sheapplies pressure to her eyes. Her glasses lay on the table unfolded and facingaway. D.va stares aimlessly into the steaming cup of tea they each share. Eachcup with a theme you had chosen prior to gifting it to them.
âHey, Hun.â Gently, you place a hand at her back. Thescientist flinches at the sudden pull back to reality. The jerk of her bodyenough to gather Hanaâs attention. Both girls shifting their gazes towards you.Suddenly, a smile appears on their faces, although, none too convincing.