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// im so tired 

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// I’m still alive i promis e

just been

a busy bee

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// who wants to kiss genji 

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bluteammedic:

He knew it had gone on too long. But his leg had nearly healed, he could feel the muscles of his leg knitting and repairing. And it was not as if he had no means of replenishing what he took from Genji. 

Finally, a pale tongue ran over the slash in Genji’s wrist, sealing the skin almost instantly. He helped prop the ninja as he reached for the Blutsauger, adjusting it until Genji was bathed in a warm, sapphire light. Fresh blood steadily filled his system, allowing it to recover. 

      “Just breathe. You’re going to be fine. I promise.” 

And like that, he owed this man his life yet again. 

          Just when Genji was certain he was going to collapse from blood loss, Fritz stopped. Pulled away and sealed the wound he’d made in a matter of moments. Genji was too weak to do much more than slump against his friend as the Blutsauger went to work, healing him and replenishing his supply of blood. 

          He would recover in no time, even though the exhaustion weighing him down didn’t dissipate along with the pain. He closed his eyes and breathed, in and out, as slow and steady as he could manage. 

          “Are you alright?” he murmured, after several minutes had passed. He couldn’t let himself forget why he was feeling this way in the first place-- had Fritz been able to recover from the wound he’d had? Genji blinked open his eyes, allowing a few moments for the fuzzy shapes around him to fall into place.

“Here, Drink”

my muse is a vampire, and incredibly thirsty after sustaining an injury. Send “Here, drink.” For your muse to offer their wrist or neck so mine can heal.

Fritz flinched away from Genji’s slashed wrist, a hand over his mouth and nose to block the scent of fresh blood. His leg had nearly been seared off when Zarya’s cannon had been knocked awry. He could repair the limb with fresh blood, but he hadn’t… fed like this in months. It was always manufactured, reheated, a product of the Blutsauger.

But Genji had cut himself, taken choice out of the equation. Fritz could heal the ninja’s wound… but first, he would have to drink.

It was a fight to keep his incisors from lengthening as he suddenly seized Genji’s arm and drank.

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"Here, drink."

Your muse is a vampire but incredibly thirsty after sustaining a injury, My muse is a human. send “Here, Drink” for my muse to offer you their wrist/neck for them to drink, to heal.

          It was only a light wound. Genji would have recovered on his own in time-- even if the blood oozing out of a gash on his shoulder suggested otherwise. He would have been fine, but Fritz still held his arm out anyways, stooping next to the injured cyborg. 

          Normally, it was fairly easy to resist the urge to drink. The mask he wore protected him, blocking out the smells, hiding his face-- but it was gone now. Gone, along with most of his composure. Being in so much pain, the temptation was simply too much for him. He didn’t even attempt to protest, to say that it wasn’t needed, that he would be fine.

          He feebly reached out and pulled Fritz’s arm a little bit closer, then bit down as gently as he could manage (which didn’t really work) on his wrist, and started to drink.

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Your muse is a vampire but incredibly thirsty after sustaining a injury, My muse is a human. send “Here, Drink” for my muse to offer you their wrist/neck for them to drink, to heal.

Or send, “I…shouldn’t.” for this to be the opposite around; My muse is the vampire and your muse is the human offering.

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          Even though he’d known Fritz’s reaction would be eager, Genji still yelped when he was yanked forward. It was easy to forget the strength that Fritz now possessed, something he hadn’t taken into account when he’d made his offer. But it wasn’t like he could refuse now.

          At first, it wasn’t that bad. It hurt, yes, but much less than he’d initially anticipated. Half a minute passed, and he started to feel dizzy. Another thirty seconds, and he felt weak. He knew Fritz was going to require a decent amount of blood to regain his strength, but as the seconds ticked by he started to worry that too much would be taken. 

          Still, he said nothing. As far as he was concerned, Fritz’s safety was more important than his own.

“Here, Drink”

my muse is a vampire, and incredibly thirsty after sustaining an injury. Send “Here, drink.” For your muse to offer their wrist or neck so mine can heal.

Fritz flinched away from Genji’s slashed wrist, a hand over his mouth and nose to block the scent of fresh blood. His leg had nearly been seared off when Zarya’s cannon had been knocked awry. He could repair the limb with fresh blood, but he hadn’t… fed like this in months. It was always manufactured, reheated, a product of the Blutsauger.

But Genji had cut himself, taken choice out of the equation. Fritz could heal the ninja’s wound… but first, he would have to drink.

It was a fight to keep his incisors from lengthening as he suddenly seized Genji’s arm and drank.

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reapiing-souls:

@shiizukesaa *sweats* shit u right u found his other weakness

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altrxisme:

           Arms akimbo, she narrowed her eyes at the other and gave him a once over. It wasn’t her place to deem him unfit or not training, unless it was completely obvious that he wasn’t, so Johanne settled with a sigh. 

           “If you say so, Genji-san…”

          “I really am feeling better-- I would not try to lie to you twice.” He added quickly, a smile in his voice. “I know better than that.”

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demonbounty:

          His discomfort always brought her joy as she slowly approaches him closer, sword in hand in case she needed to defend herself. It seemed that this time, he was being careful, and it was smart of him to as this time, she will end him.

“Aw, come now Genji. We don’t see each other for quite some time and this is how you treat me? Tsk tsk, do your parents not teach you any manners? Oh wait.”

          Genji watched her carefully as she approached, then let out an explosive sigh at her words. 

          “My father was alive until I was twenty, try again.” Was she really trying to taunt him with something she knew nothing about? Besides, Hanzo had taught him most things he needed to know, since their father had been so busy running the clan. 

          The memory made him pause, bittersweet longing tugging at his heart, but he pushed it aside. 

          “We have nothing to discuss, or reason to be in the same area. And,” he added, tone sharp, “we have never been friends.”

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the-good-the-bamf-the-ugly:

“What, this? I couldn’t even tell ya’ if I wanted to. I don’t much look at the name on the tag as whether’er not it’s gonna cover the essentials.”

          Genji chuckled. It seemed that, although they’d both changed a lot over the years, there were some things that always stayed the same.

          “I suppose that is all that is needed,” he murmured. “Though-- you might want to consider washing the hat at some point.”

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@b00p-hack3r

          “Please stay as far away from me as you possibly can.”

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@demonbounty

          Oh no. Not her again. It seemed every time Genji ran into her he was left feeling more confused and frustrated as to her intentions, and she seemed to thoroughly enjoy making him feel as uncomfortable as possible. He didn’t want to take any chances, this time.

          “Go away.”

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@the-good-the-bamf-the-ugly

          “You never told me before-- where did you end up getting that outfit? I have to say, it really suits you.”

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@altrxisme

          “I-- I appreciate your concern, but I am not sick anymore, I assure you! I am completely capable of taking up training again.”

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// alright so I’m not sick anymore but muse is being fickle and drafts seem impossible so like this for a starter?

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rp-meme-glaceon:

The plush toy is up to the sender!

Send 🐇 to give my muse a plush toy!