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Hanzo going from prickly pear to allowing vulnerability is one of my fav things. At first it's like he doesn't even see you. Then slowly you bump into him more and more and he makes these small comments. "Today's weather is lovely." "You're very happy today. It's good." "I like to practice archery on days like this." All just to try and get you to talk about yourself or anything, really. Eventually he'll work up the courage and ask you out. But for now he just loves being around you. -radio bean

I love the idea of making him open up by just playing on what makes him comfortable. It’s easier for him plus it makes him happier to know others are willing to listen to him and hear about what he has to say

“Hanzo-“ You say with a smile, knowing he’s nervous, “would you like to show me your archery skills?”.

You know it’s hard for him to open up, and you figured you break the ice and make him less stiff and more open. Plus you could make it as a date if it went that direction.

Hanzo perks up, his smile wide and eager, pulling out his bow from behind his back and nodding. “Would you like to try with me?” He asked with a tinge of hope.

You whine a bit but nod your head, “I can try but my muscles are a…not as great as yours. I doubt I can even pull it back enough to shoot anything”.

Hanzo chuckles, knowing that you must feel embarrassed. “Don’t worry, I’ve done this for most of my life…so hows about I teach you at a beginners level if you’re really interested?”.

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Oh yes yes yes

I see this arrogant man being very prideful and a bit of a show off

Until it comes to you. Then it’s amped up a few notches and he has to prove to you he’s worth all your love and devotion

Meaning he’ll do whatever it takes to earn your approval and attention.

Wear a plug all day, Not touch himself for weeks, submit to you and be used to your hearts content as if he’s a toy. All to show you he can take it

he’ll degrade himself to show he isn’t afraid to cross a line just to please you

Sees you as a deity, a being to be worshipped all hours of the day. Needs someone to be in control for once on some days but other than that he’s a real power bottom/Rough submissive

I like to think he’ll grind against your thigh or leg while performing oral to get himself off, and act like a dog in rut when he hasn’t climaxed in a while and needs to just be depraved and animal like for a few minutes

ALSO-

I have two head cannons for this man. If you’re a Willing S/O he’s mainly the top

But if you put up a fight he’s more controlling and delusional

I can see him force feeding you and telling you how beautiful you are, and how lucky he is to be your devout follower while you try and wriggle free from the intricate knots holding you in place

I also see him wanting nothing but a family with you, to carry on the Shimada name and make you spoiled and pampered.

So delusional in fact, that if you deny the gifts or services he offers he’ll see it as “Oh you’re so modest and humble! Another reason to marvel and devote myself to you!”.

And as time goes on my mind may change about this sexy man but for now this is my mindset on him :3

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Genji

As the younger Shimada arrived back from a long morning of meetings he was excited to see you again, it hadn’t been long ago since you had decided to move in with him, it seemed like a big decision that had just been decided in a couple of seconds after an intense love-making session.

As he wandered through the door, unlocking it and then shutting it softly behind him Genji heard the shower running, smiling to himself and silently wandering across the room, opening the door to be startled by a sudden flash of neon green, face-to-face with his long dragon, breathing angrily at him before softening as the dragon noticed it was his Master.

His green dragon swirled around him before sinking down his shirt and sink into the tattoo on his back. It was then that Genji realised that now he had returned his Dragon could rest easy. In that next moment he wandered into the bathroom to see you standing in the spray of the shower, surrounded by steam.

“You’re home.” You smiled through the glass at him, little crinkles in the corners of your eyes. “I think I might have made a new friend.” Genji chuckled as he began to remove his clothes, slowly, one by one, dropping them to the ground before opening the shower door and stepping inside too. “Are you jealous that your Dragon likes me more than you?”

A smirk pulled across Genji’s features as he stepped closer forward and took ahold of your hips, pulling you towards him. “Not at all.” He leaned down and pressed a sweet kiss to your lips, enjoying the warmth of the water with you for a few short seconds. “Because I know that you love me and that’s all I need~” You giggled and hugged Genji deeply.

Hanzo

It had been a long day of training and Hanzo was finally returning back to the room that he shared with you. That had been what he was looking forward to the most, having a nice long shower and snuggling in bed beside you.

A quiet hum rumbled in his throat as he unlocked the door and wandered inside surprised to see that you were already curled up in bed, completely asleep from your long day and surrounding you were two neon blue bundles. It took Hanzo a moment to realise that it was his dragons.

Very slowly he wandered towards you and with a soft creak in the ground it woke both dragons who looked angered and ready to protect you which only made Hanzo smile with joy, it was his love for you that was being translated into his dragons choosing to protect and care for you.

The moment that both dragons recognised it was their Master they spun into the air beautifully and wound around his arm, sinking into his skin giving the two of you some privacy. The last thing Hanzo wanted to do was wake you, so instead he took the place of both his dragons and sunk onto the bed beside you.

For a moment he lay there, wrapping his arms tight around you, pulling you close and closing his eyes too. To him his feelings had been truly confirmed, no matter how many other people Hanzo had relationships with his Dragons had never chosen to protect them before, this was different, you were different. That was important to Hanzo, you were important to Hanzo.

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Hanzo

It was very early dawn, the sun was hardly above the Overwatch HQ. Hanzo took a moment to fully wake up, stretching his arms out in front of him and yawning a couple of times before sitting upright and rubbing his warm brown eyes. As he glanced over to his side the marksman was shocked to see that you were no longer beside him.

It was strange to him as you were only two weeks into your recovery and Angela had given you strict instructions that you were supposed to be bed-bound for at least another week to allow all of your wounds to heal fully.

Hastily the man clambered from the warmth of the bed and dressed even quicker. Hanzo practically searched the entire HQ trying to find you, panicking as he got to the last couple of rooms, trying to ignore the other members who were already up and about asking him what was wrong.

A deep sigh of relief escaped his lips when Hanzo finally found you, standing in the training room and kicking and hitting a incredibly heavy boxing bag. A couple of grunt and groans escaped your lips as you lifted your leg to kick it another couple of times and the last time you lost your balance, falling to the ground.

The man crossed the room faster than you could fall and caught you just before you hit the ground, looking up at him sheepishly and then replying. “Oh, you’re up early.” You noted in a small voice.

“Mm.” Hanzo hummed before narrowing his eyes. “Have you been waking up before me so that you could train?” You only averted your gaze to be looking elsewhere. “I am only trying to help you recover, my love.” He whispered to you before placing you on the ground and taking a seat beside you. “I almost lost you once and I do not want to do that again.”

In a small voice you replied. “I know. I know.” Then sighed. “I’m sorry. I just felt so useless laying in that bed all day, I was starting to feel better and I wanted to try and get my fitness back, you know?” You tilted your head to the side. Hanzo reached across and stroked your cheek softly, leaning close and pressing a small kiss to your lips.

“It is only one more week. I think that you can survive that.” The marksman helped you stand before gathering you up into his strong arms and holding you close to him. “Now, allow me to look after you for a little while longer.” You frowned. “For me?” A small smile pulled over your lips before you rested your head on his strong shoulder and closed your eyes.

McCree

It was late morning when the cowboy finally awoke, brushing his fingers through his tousled tresses and sitting upright surprised to see that you were no longer sleeping peacefully beside it. You had been under strict instructions from Angela to remain in bed whilst you recovered from the wound that had almost ended you.

Jesse pulled himself from the bed and found himself some fresh clothes before heading to try and find whenever you could be. Asking each of his colleagues as he passed them if they had seen you to which they had all replied a simple no, some offered to help him search for you but he declined their offer.

When he finally found you Jesse was surprised to see that you were training a new bunch of recruits, barking orders at them, wincing softly as you did and holding your ribs trying to hide the pain across your features, it was evident to the cowboy that you were trying to hold yourself together, but to others it was practically unseeable.

He sauntered across the yard and came to a stop behind you. “Now, I’m sure that there is someone else who can be dealing with this…” He announced as you spun around to see him standing there, arms crossed over his chest and smirk plastered across his face.  “Darlin’, you heard what the Doc said…”

You nodded swiftly. “Yeah, I heard, but I also know that I have a lot of work to be catching up on and I can’t just stay in bed all day.” You responded before turning away, feeling a sharp pain in your side and almost doubling over as you pressed your hand to the bandages which were covering the wound.

“Nah, I can’t stand this anymore.” Suddenly the cowboy had you gathered up in his arms and held you close to him before turning around. “You may not want to be stuck in bed all day, but I can give you countless activities that we can do in there together.” This made your eye brows raise in surprise before he continued. “Plus, you won’t even have to move, I’ll do all the hard work.”

Soldier: 76

The man was looking over a couple of files, humming to himself softly before hearing footsteps running towards the door. Jack panicked, standing up and looking as Angela rounded the doorway, breathing deeply before saying. “I think you should come with me.” She suggested before the man followed her out the door.

As the walked out onto into the court Jack spotted you sitting on the ground, Lucio carefully bandaging up your torso. “What is all this?” He growled as he wandered over to see you closing your eyes as he approached. “Hey. What is goin on here?” He questioned in a rough tone, arms crossed over his chest.

“I was trying to do some training, but I guess I just pulled my stitches.” You answered before Lucio patted your shoulder, telling you that he was done and you sat upright. “I’m fine. I don’t have to be in bed all day.” You stood back up and brushed down your legs before glancing over at Jack. “Will you stop looking at me like that?”

“You could have been hurt.” The man crossed towards you, inspecting the damage and frowning. “Am I going to have to stand guard outside of your room everyday until you’re better?” You wiggled your eye brows playfully at him before he grabbed you, throwing you over his shoulder and began to stalk back to your room.

A squeal came from your mouth as you giggled loudly. “Jack! Jack, put me down. I can walk! I can walk!” The man didn’t listen to any of your pleas,  Jack didn’t care how much work he was going to be putting off as long as he knew that you were safe and not trying to push yourself back into training too early.

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Hanzo

A small sigh escaped Angela’s lips as she held the shirt tightly in her hands and turned to Genji. “I’m sorry to ask this of you, but I need you to speak to Hanzo…” The man looked over at her suspiciously. “I’m not close enough to him, not like you are…” She went on to explain how you had vanished during a mission gone wrong and how the only thing remaining was the bloody shirt she was holding.

The mechanical man wandered slowly through the HQ, trying to wrap his brain around what was happening and feeling pretty stupid to be made the one who had to reveal what had happened to you, someone that Hanzo cared for greatly. He approached the training facility and stood in the doorway for an uncomfortable amount of time.

“What is it that you want, Genji?” His older brother turned around to face him with a heavy frown on his face, lowering his weapon and then noticing a small piece of material within his mechanical hand, quickly the man rushed over and took it, inspecting it for a long moment before a look of panic came over his face. “What happened?”

“They are unsure, brother. This was all that was remaining when the fight came to an end. No blood trail, no foot prints. Nothing.” Genji explained before his brother shoved himself aside and the marksman stormed into the Doctor’s office, throwing the piece of material across the room.

“Hanzo, I understand-” “You do not understand!” He growled back. “Why is everyone sitting around so casually when the person I love has probably be captured by Talon!” Genji approached from behind, worried about what Hanzo could do in a fit of rage. “I will not rest until I have found-”

A scream came from further into the building. “Dr. Ziegler, come quick!” It was Lena as the three of them rushed to see what was the matter. The sad looking Brit was knelt down beside your bruised body, blinking and coughing slightly as you moved to sit upright. “Don’t move, love. Don’t move.” Lena coaxed you.

Hanzo ran to be by your side the same time as Angela who began to inspect your body. “Do not scare me like this again.” You only allowed a pain-filled laugh to fall from your lips before stoking your bloody cheek carefully and then adding. “Please, never scare me again.” You only gave him a loving smile before moving your hand to pat his thigh and nod before falling into unconsciousness.

McCree

The cowboy pushed open the door into Overwatch HQ and sat a small group of the older members crowded around the table, all speaking lowly and completely stopping when he approached. “What’s all this whisperin’ about?” He cocked an eye brow, arms crossed over his chest.

Angela looked at him with guilty eyes before standing up and saying. “I’m not sure how to explain this to you, Jesse…” Then she reached down and took a small piece of ripped material off the table and handed it to him. “It was supposed to be a routine mission. We planned poorly.”

He inspected the material for a moment before noticing it was your shirt, ripped and splattered with blood. “I…” He stuttered, it was the first time any of them had seen the cowboy lost for words. “The body…” His voice was low. “I don’t believe it. They not dead until I see it for myself.” He growled at them all.

“Jesse…” Angela approached him. “We understand that this is a hard time for you but you must not torture yourself like this-” The man only threw the shirt back into the centre of the table and then stormed off out of the room, they knew that he was never going to take it well and we worried for what he had planned.

The next couple of days things only seemed to get worse, Jesse got more withdrawn hardly paying attention during mission briefs. Angela was in the middle of a speech when they all heard a loud bang, everyone rising up and grabbing their weapons, but the cowboy didn’t even move, just kept his hat tilted forward.

“Oh my…” Angela whispered before running off in the direction. “Someone get me my supplies.” She called and this was what caught Jesse’s attention, standing up and turning around to see your battered form lying across the room, Angela covering you with a blanket and informing you that you were safe.

The cowboy pushed other members out of the way and skidded on his knees beside you, gathering your bloody form into his arms and trying to stop the tears from dripping down his cheeks as you stared up at him through swollen bruised eyes. “Darlin’, I’m so glad to see you’re alive.”

A breathy laugh escaped your lips as you whimpered. “Are you not gonna tell me I’m beautiful.” You smiled through bloody, chapped lips and Jesse allowed a small laugh to leave his lips too. “Always. You’re always beautiful.” And he really meant it.

Soldier: 76

The man was storming back and forth around the table, his eyes never leaving the bloody shirt that was in the centre of the table. Angela was standing in the doorway, arms crossed over her chest and a large frown on her face. “Jack, you haven’t slept in days. If you need me to prescribe something-”

“I don’t need you to prescribe anything, Angela, I need help in finding them.” He growled, picking up the shirt and squeezing it tightly in his hands. “I don’t understand what happened, one moment they were right there, I saw them and the next… the next gone, only this left.” He launched it across the room.

It was then that both of them picked up the sound of something from outside, both ran over to the large computer and turned on the camera to see a single person limping around the building, hand pressed to the white wall and leaving a blood smear in it’s wake. Jack’s eyes widened before sprinting downstairs. “Jack, wait!”

The man pushed the button to the door and was forced to wait as it slowly rose up, ducking under it when there was enough room and running towards where the hurt body was limping, your name falling from his lips as you turned around, moving your hood down and looking at him wide eyes.

Jack gathered you body into his arms and held you tight. “You’re not dead.” “It’s gonna take more than that to kill me.” Then you saw Angela in the distance, waiting patiently to assist your wounds. “Maybe I should get cleaned up before I get blood all over your uniform you whispered.”

“I don’t care about that. Let me hold you for a little longer.” He whispered, burying his face into your neck and causing a weak smile to spread across his lips.

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Genji

It really wasn’t hard for Genji to show you his affection, the cyborg did not attempt to hide it – after all deep inside he still had the true soul of a passionate man. It would only seem more evident of his emotions and passion when he would remove the visor from his eyes and you were able to gaze into the warm, loving orbs.

It would be nice to see the genuine joy in his eyes as you played silly games together and then see a spark of competitiveness as you began to win, as the two of you would draw to the end of the game Genji would sometimes just be staring in your direction as you gripped the controller in your hand and then threw you hands into the aim in victory.

As you glanced over to him and there was a look of pure admiration and love playing in his eyes now, it made a soft pink blush cross your cheeks before you leaned across and pressed a sweet kiss to his lips. It was moments like those which reminded you of how truly lucky you were to have someone like Genji by your side.

Hanzo

As always the marksman was reserved, keeping to himself and never really saying much. It didn’t meant that Hanzo didn’t adore you, being able to have someone to call his own after so many years along.

It seemed to hit home how much Hanzo truly cared for you by how close he stood, the warmth of his body practically engulfing you and faint touches to your hip and wrist as you attempted to pay attention to the mission briefing. It was rare for Hanzo to be loving in public so even the smallest of movements were enough to send your heart racing, it almost felt taboo.

It almost got too much as you felt his warm breath against the back of your neck, the soft brush of his lips and a small gasp escaped your lips, almost drawing attention of the others that were trying to focus too. Hanzo only smiled softly to himself before watching as Jack brought the meeting to an end.

Everyone began to exit the room and you spun around to see an almost smug look on his features before saying in a challenging tone. “I await our meeting at home.” As you tried to process Hanzo’s words he spun around on his heels and exited the room leaving you dumbfounded and a little too hot.

Junkrat

It was the silly little details that made it clear to you about the Australian’s true love and affections. Of course Jamison was very open about it in public, constantly having his arms wrapped around you, crazed eyes watching you from across rooms and jumping up and down as you would head in his direction.

The most important detail was about his change in weapon design. It was a surprise when you had found a load of his grenades lying on the table, covered in sloppy pink and purples colours with small hearts carefully painted on and one even had your name etched into it which glitter sprinkled across.

It actually made you giggle inspecting each one with interest, not before Jamison found you and there was a visible blush on his bony cheeks but you placed each one down and sauntered across, cupping his warm cheeks and pressing a sweet kiss to his lips.

McCree

The handsome cowboy would be constantly showing his affection towards you. Speaking in that low southern drawl which drove you insane, slipping his fingers within your own, pulling you incredible close to him and making sure to stop smoking whenever you were near by so that you would be able to kiss at moments notice.

If you were being honest Jesse would probably have the two of you locked away in his bedroom for days on end, but the two of you both had commitments to Overwatch.

It would drive him absolutely insane having you nearby, being able to smell you sweet scent and hear your voice fluttering through the halls. Usually he would wait until you were done briefing some of them members but when he was feeling a little needy Jesse would find his way practically wrapping around your body, distracting you from what you had been doing.

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Heros - Recovering from an Injury

Hanzo

It didn’t surprise you at all the Hanzo was very reserved and quiet about what was truly hurting him. When you awoke you were surprised to see that the marksman was no longer recovering beside you and instead his side of the bed was completely empty. Without hesitating you leapt up and began to search the house for him.

When you finally found Hanzo he was kneeling in completely silence, eyes closed and you knew that he was trying focus the pain away. It made you feel sad watching him, crossing your arms over your chest and allowing an audible sigh to escape your lips. “Hanzo, you need to get some rest.”

“I am resting.” “You’re wallowing.” You responded as the man opened his eyes and watched you for a moment. “I know that in your mind you think… you think that you deserve this pain and from it you’ll find… redemption, but… but if you let me help then-”

The marksman pulled himself to his feet and watched you through hard eyes. “I do not need help and I will find redemption for what I have done.” His voice was coarse before he attempted to storm from the room but instead double over in pain, shoulder his shoulder where the wound was.

A gasp escaped your lips as you whimpered. “Hanzo.” Then ran across the room to be kneeling beside him. “Hanzo, please. It hurts me to see you in this much pain.” His head rose and he gazed into your eyes for a long couple of seconds. “Let me help you.” You brought your hand up to strong his strong jawline.

With a small nod Hanzo gaze in to your pleas and you helped him to stand, leading him back to the bedroom and getting him comfortable. “Try to get some sleep, okay?” You stroked his hair softly before smiling as he finally closed his troubled eyes.

McCree

It seemed to be often that Jesse would be injured and somehow whenever you offered to care for him the pain would be that little bit worse. Giving you sad puppy eyes, wincing and moaning in pain, holding the bandages which were covering the gunshot that had landed in his gut.

“Darlin’…” Jesse’s voice echoed through your apartment, you smirked softly as you rose up from where you were typing and wandered in the direction of where you had the cowboy propped up by pillow in your bed. “Darlin’ I am hurtin’ something fierce over here.” You shook your head and approached him.

“I might start feelin’ better if we spent some time together.” He wiggled his thick eye brows, a smirk pulling across his lips. “I do remember you sayin’ that you’d do anything to seem me get better. I have a couple of ideas in mind.” A small laughed escaped your lips as you shook you head and sat on the bed beside him.

“Are you sure that you’re up to anything physical? I wouldn’t want you to be bedridden for another week…” You quizzed, cautiously running your hand over the bandages, his thick muscles tensing under your touch as he gnawed softly on his lower lip, a breathy sigh escaping your lips.

Then reached over and grabbed his hat, placing it on your head, Jesse practically purred. “Ride em’ Cowgirl.”

Soldier: 76

There was sheer panic rushing through your chest as you pushed open the door to the recovery ward, sprinting past the other unfortunate Soldiers as their machines bleeped in unison before finally seeing the platinum hair of Mercy standing with a clipboard in hand and speaking softly in Swiss-German.

Her eye brows rose as she spotted you storming towards her with an incredibly worried look plastered on your face. “You do not need to worry, Jack is stable and recovering well.” Then she lead you down the hall towards a room with a window and the two of you glanced inside. “I will say that he has been asking for you, every hour actually.”

“Mercy, may I go in?” You quizzed and the blonde nodded her head before you gave her the best smile you could muster the turned and entered the room, allowing the door to swing shut behind you, as you glanced towards the window you could see that Mercy had exited to give the two of you some privacy.

A gruff voice announced. “Hey.” You looked over in the direction of your soldier and gasped softly, he was riddled in bruises and scars which made you gnaw on your lower lip as you approached him. “Ain’t you gonna tell me how pretty I am?” He teased, his voice was almost so low that you could hear him, but you could tell when Jack was trying to have some playful banter.

You allowed a breathy laugh to escape your lips as you carefully took a seat beside him and took his hand, kissing it for a moment and then saying. “I’m going to be here, okay? I’m not going to leave your side for a moment.” His eyes twinkled at your sentiment before you used your free hand to cup his cheek.

“I’m glad you’re here.” You leaned down and pressed a small kiss to his aching lips before responding. “I’m just glad that you’re safe.”

Reaper

It honestly didn’t surprise you that Gabriel didn’t show any signs of weakness or hurt, but it had certainly startled you when he arrived beat up and bloody on your doorstep. It had been a long couple of days of recovery, wondering if you were experienced enough to tend to his wounds but each time you suggested some kind of professional help he was very firm that you didn’t.

You carefully unwound the grubby bandages from around his muscular stomach, admiring the thick muscles for a moment that were wound tight as you picked up the bottle of disinfectant and dabbing it carefully on a cloth, glancing up with worried eyes at Gabriel for a moment before touching the cloth to his skin.

It wasn’t hard to see his skin flinch at your touch and then his deep voice rumbled in his chest. “I do not need you worrying.” His voice was a little darker than usual as you took a quick glance up into his smoky eyes.

“I’m not worrying.” You lied in a voice that was barely there, continuing to clean the nasty wound. “I’m just trying to make sure you don’t pick up some infection because you won’t let me take you to the hospital.” You spat out, clearly angered by his decision to allow you to be his primary physician.

Seconds later his stroke hand grabbed your jaw and made you glance up into his eyes, pulling you so close that you could feel his searing hot breath brushing against your face. “I have already told you that I do not need a hospital.” He tilted his head to the side looking into your soul completely now. “I have you. I trust you.”

A soft whimper left your lips before his lips were smashed against yours in a rough kiss, you knew for Gabriel this was him being loving and even romantic but the fierceness of the kiss was sure to swell your lips. Then he pulled away and continued. “Now, finish cleaning my wound.”

Genji

Being mostly cyborg meant that Genji didn’t get fatally injured too often, but it didn’t meant that he wasn’t emotionally damaged, after all underneath all that fibre and metal was just a man who was forced to be something he never expected to be. You understood but it was rare nowadays for him to yearn for his human body.

For a long time Genji had been contempt with who he was now – with a lot of help from Zenyatta – but there would be certain times when Genji would be quiet than usual and he would just want to spend a day like you and being around him when he was like that pained you more than anything.

It was early morning and you opened your eyes to see Genji standing at the very end of your bed, just watching you his neon lights glowing in the low light of the room. “What are you doing?” You whispered in a groggy tone, it was unlike him not to wake you as he would usually be craving your attention.

“I was just watching. I apologise for waking you.” There was a tone to his voice which informed you that Genji was having one of ‘those’ days. A small sigh escaped your lips as you sat upright and rubbed your eyes softly. “I am meeting Zenyatta in an hour for some meditation.”

With a yawn escaping your lips you responded. “That sounds nice.” Then the cyborg was quick to turn on his heels and head for the door but you knelt on your bed and called out his name. “Genji.” He didn’t turn, but instead stopped and allowed you to speak. “I know… I know what you’re feeling right now-”

“You do not understand what I am feeling.” He responded courtly which made you wince at his tone before sinking back into the sheets, a sigh escaped his lips as he turned to face you now, removing his visor and looking at you with sorrow filled orbs.  “My love, I apologise for my abruptness, but I…”

You nodded and replied. “I know.” Then gnawed on your lower lip. “Take all the time you need, Genji.” His eyes sparkled with kindness before he placed his visor back on and in a quick, soundless movement was gone from your apartment and you shook your head leaning back against the pillow and staring up at the ceiling knowing it would be impossible to return to sleep now.

Junkrat

As you pushed open the door to the recovery ward you could hear loud, pain filled moans and groans coming from the door down the hall. From the moment you heard the loud Australian drawl you knew that was the room you were meant to head for. As you approached Mercy exited the room, closing the door and cutting off the noise.

“Ah, I am glad that you have finally arrived, perhaps Jamison will stop his belly-aching now.” She informed you which made you laugh softly and ask her for what happened. “He was playing about with Mako and one of his own grenades came back and smacked him in the genitals – luckily it didn’t detonate.”

Another loud wail came from within the room and you rolled your eyes before saying. “I’ll handle this from here, Angela. I’m sorry for him taking up a bed for something so…” “Comical.” She chose and you smirked before entering the room to see your boyfriend withering on the bed, rolling around cupping his nether region through his trousers.

“This is the second time this month that you have managed to hit yourself in the balls whilst playing around with Mako.” You informed him as his eyes suddenly opened and looked at you standing at the end of his bed. “We are gonna end up having major problems if you carry on doing that.”

“Love, oh my love, thank you for being here with my in my final moments.” Just like the time before he was being overly dramatic about the entire thing. “Come be with me. Be by my side, love.” You moved around and took his hand, which he squeezed tightly at your soothing touch.  “I don’t think I’m going to make it this time. I think this is it for me. I can see a bright light.” He was wincing.

“Jamison.” You laughed softly before he finally flopped dramatically onto the bed and stuck his tongue out of his mouth obviously feigning being dead in a very dramatic way. “Alright, that’s it. Enough joking around.” You told him another giggle escaping your mouth. “If you wake up right now then we’ll head home and I’ll take care of you myself.”

His crazed eyes opened and he looked at you excitedly. “Really?” He cocked an eye brow. “My own personal nurse…” He hummed smirking. “You know, I’m really thinking that I could use a sponge bath and maybe after that a nice long massage…” He grinned at you with sharp sparkling teeth.

“I’m sure we could arrange something like that.” You giggle before pressing a sweet kiss to his lips.

Lúcio

It was a complete nightmare having Lúcio bedridden, it meant that your bedroom would become completely cluttered with everything music related. Even though he would wear his headphones late at night it still made it completely impossible for you to get any sleep, especially when he would amp it up halfway through a song.

A soft groan escaped your lips as you pushed yourself off the small space you had in your own bed, snatched a pillow and headed for the living room, hearing your name being called out but not bothering to stop as you threw the pillow down and curled up on the couch, it was actually quiet and you felt yourself beginning to slowly drift asleep.

“Babe?” Just before you could fall into the sweet clutches of sleep you were awoken by a concerned tone, blinking a couple of times and then looking over the back of the couch and seeing Lúcio stood there, headphones hung around his neck and shirtless using his crutches to stand there. “Babe, what are you doing in here?”

“Lúcio, I have to be up early for training tomorrow… I can’t get any sleep with you making music all night.” You informed him in a soft tone, it made you feel guilty saying these things but they were true and you really did need a good amount of rest of you were going to be any use to anyone.

“I… I’m sorry. I get so… so caught up in the moment, you know?” He informed you before hobbling towards you. “I know that I’ve been a nuisance since twisting my hip, but… but I’ve been making this song for you and-”

You creased your eye brows. “What?” This made a look of frustration cross his face. “Damn, I was trying to keep it a surprise. Why can’t I just keep my mouth shut for five seconds…” He pursed his lips before moving around the back of the couch and taking a seat beside you, taking his headphones off and putting them over your ears. “Ready?” You nodded.

A soothing sound came through the speakers and you smiled, it was a really lovely and romantic song, nothing like Lúcio would ever usually do and it made you eyes well up with love and kindness before you leant across and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, it made him chuckle before speaking words you would hear, giggling and removing the headphones before saying. “What?”

“Let’s get some sleep, huh?” He offered, holding out his hand and you took it without hesitation.

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Genji

The man stared at you through his visor as you allowed the words to escape your lips, feeling a rush of embarrassment that made you cheeks turn a bright pink colour before feeling a cool mechanical hand touching your cheeks before it pulled away and got to work in removing his visor from across his face, meet with kind eyes and angry scars.

The skin had been torn and ruined by the use of a sword and it made you suck in a breath before Genji smiled at you, silently telling you that he was okay, not in pain in anyway and completely at peace with how his body was now, it made you feel proud, swelling in your stomach before edging closer to him.

His eyes scanned over your face for a moment, taking in every inch of skin, every blemish and thinking to himself how lucky he was. Genji used both of his hands to cup your cheeks and pulled you closer towards him, smiling as he puckered his lips and they found your own, it was Genji’s years of playboy experience that made him an expert.

By the time he pulled away from your lips you took in a gasp and blinked up at him completely taken back. “That was wonderful.” Genji mentioned, a peaceful smile playing on his lips before wrapping both of his arms around you and pulling you impossible close to his taut mechanical body - you couldn’t be happier.

Hanzo

At first it would make a deep blush pull across his cheeks, watching you through amazed eyes before realising how incredibly honoured and privilege he would to have you choose him to be your first kiss, clearing his throat and tucking a stray strand of your hair behind your ear before shuffling closer to you.

In certain ways Hanzo would understand your inexperience, there were times in his life when he was on his own, no interacting with others for years - let alone experiencing an sexual or romantic thrills.

His long fingers were deftly touching your cheek as he would gaze into your eyes with his intense ones, conveying his every emotions and thought as his face moved gently closer, nose brushing up against yours and finally his warm plump lips pushing against your own for a long second.

It would make your heart rate increase, gripping onto a throw pillow that was placed before you before moving a little deeper into the kiss too. Hanzo’s hand would find it’s way to your hair, stroking it until reaching your shoulder which he would squeeze lightly before pulling away and gazing into your eyes.

“I hope that was everything you were hoping for.” There was a look on your face, mouth popped open and hot breaths escaping every second before finally telling him. “Can we do that again?” This would make his eyes bright up before cupping both of your cheeks and pulling you into another intense, searing kiss.

Junkrat

You words would make a manic laugh bubble from his stomach, looking at you with eyes that were trying figure if you were trying to trick him or not, when he noticed the frown on his lips Jamison immediately reacted by taking both of your hands and staring at you with worried eyes. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

He used his cold hands to cup your cheeks, gazing into your eyes for a moment. “If you want…” The offer trailed off as you edged a little closer to him, Jamison allowed a wide grin to spread across his cheeks before moving his head down and raising your chin with the use of his hand.

As his lips connected against your own you felt a small spark of electricity before Jaimson slid his free hand around your waist to pull you even closer to him. His masculine, bare chest pressed against your own before you escape his kiss and suck in a breath completely drunk off his presence.

A knowing smirk spread across his lips before Jamison responded. “I know. I’m just that good.” It made you giggle before slapping him playfully on his hard pec and then moving close to press another sweet kiss to his lips, a lot slower and softer this time.

McCree

A look of almost complete shock was cross his face as the words would leave your lips, tilting his head to the side and just inspecting you for a moment, trying to figure out if you were kidding but there was a look of sincerity and honesty to your eyes which made Jesse smile to himself.

“Well, it looks like I got a lot to teach ya.” He grinned, cupping your cheek and pulling you closer to him, hearing your breathing hitch as his lips brushed against your jaw line and feeling as your entire body tensed. “Relax. I got ya.” He informed you feeling as you rest a hand on his strong shoulder.

Jesse leaned impossible close and pressed his smooth lips against your own, waiting for a moment for you to get used to the sensation before you tilt your head a little further to the side and cup his cheek, rubbing your fingers softly against his thick beard, loving the feeling of the scruff against your fingers.

After a few long moments of enjoying each other’s lips Jesse pulled away and cleared his throat softly before saying. “I think you’re a natural, Darlin’.”

It made your cheeks flare a bright red before a giggle fell from your lips and you nuzzled your face into his neck able to feel his heart racing matching the exact same rhythm as yours as the two of you sat there in each other’s arms soaking in the moment.

Roadhog

It would initially be very difficult to try and gage Mako’s reaction, gulping as you stared up at him before watching as he react around the back of his head and unclip the restrictive garment and place it on the coffee table to reveal his kind eyes and genuine smile pulling across his thick lips.

“I understand.” The words rumbled in his chest before his large hand took your chin and pulled you close, pressing both of you’re hands to his chest before his lips engulfed yours, for a moment you thought you might be suffocated by him, but it was a gentle and loving moment that the two of you were sharing.

Nails gripping into his shoulder before feeling him pull away from you and gaze down at you, hand still pinching your chin between his fingers and then saying. “Is that what you were looking for?” His words made you giggle before leaning up and pressing a kiss to his lips this time, surprising him with your forwardness.

As you pulled away this time you leant up even further, holding yourself onto his body and pressed a small kiss to his forehead before saying. “That was more than I ever expected.” A wide grin spread across his lips. “Thank you, Mako.” A laugh bubbled in his throat before his arms engulfed you and held you against his soft body.

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Yakuza hanzo x reader where they vs in snooker/pool. Can be nsfw... Thank you! 😏

Throwback to when a dude in a bar was trying to "teach me how to play pool" lmao

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"I'm not very good at this game," you muttered as Hanzo inserted a coin into the pool table. 

"It will be fun," Hanzo persuaded. "I'll even teach you how to play, it's not difficult."

Your lips formed a hard line and you watched as Hanzo expertly set up the balls and grabbed two pool cues. 

"I'll go first so you can watch," Hanzo announced.

He positioned himself behind the white ball and shot, scattering the coloured balls around the table.

"Your turn," he beckoned. 

"Umm," you nervously stepped forward and tried to line up a shot.

Hanzo watched as you tried different angles to sink a coloured ball but your form was off and you were holding the cue wrong. 

"Alright, just a second," Hanzo said, placing his own cue aside. 

He took hold of your wrists and gently positioned your hands and fingers to hold the cue properly. The contact of his hands on yours caused a small gasp to escape your lips. Not small enough that Hanzo didn't notice, smirking at the sound. 

"Are you alright?" he asked. 

"Just fine," you replied with a gulp. 

Your skin tingled and Hanzo's breath tickled your ear as he positioned himself behind you, helping you line up for the shot. 

"Now, pull your arm back and hit the ball head on," he guided. His hand atop yours and his front to your back, you hit the shot together and sunk the ball. 

"Yay, we got it!" you cheered. "Thank you!"

He smiled at your obvious excitement and watched as you positioned yourself to try and make another shot. 

"Can you help me?" you asked. "I think I'm still struggling with positioning."

Hanzo once again stepped behind you and positioned your hands on the table and cue. 

"This angle doesn't feel right," you fretted.

"That's because you need to bend a bit lower," Hanzo said. 

"Oh," you mumbled. 

You bent lower as instructed to line the balls up and you found yourself in a very compromising position against Hanzo's hips. You felt a heat begin to pool between your thighs and you tried to focus on the table in front of you. 

"Now pull the cue back," Hanzo said into your ear.

His breath on your ear and his body against yours made you lose your focus and you snapped up, turned around and wrapped your arms around his neck.

"I can't focus on anything with you carrying on like that," you purred. 

Hanzo's face flushed pink and he stared down at you, his breathing quickening. He slid his thumb across your bottom lip and pressed a kiss to your lips.

You let out a soft moan and Hanzo took this as an invitation to continue. No longer caring about the game you were playing, he lifted you and sat you on the edge of the pool table. You wrapped your legs around him and he pressed his lips to your neck, sucking and licking the skin.

"Oh, Ha- mmm," was all you could manage as he continued his gentle assault on your skin. 

He pulled back and stared into your face, his pupils dilated with lust. 

You studied his body. The way his muscles rippled under his shirt, his skin flushed red and the sizable bulge in his pants.

Impatient, Hanzo unbuttoned your pants and slid them off your legs, your underwear following not far behind. 

"Should we be doing this here?" you asked, worried that someone might walk in. 

"This place is mine, no one is coming in," Hanzo reassured. 

He made quick work of his belt and pants, the clothing falling to the floor with a muffled clink. He gave himself a couple of pumps and lined himself up with your entrance. 

"Are you ready for me?" he asked, his voice thick with lust. 

"Yes," you breathed, watching as he pushed into you slowly. 

Once he had bottomed out, you let out a groan that stirred something else inside him and he thrusted in and out of you at a quick pace. He gripped your thighs and bit at your neck, causing chills to run down your spine. You reflexively wrapped your legs around his waist as he continued to pound you, filthy words spilling from his lips.

"Hanzo- I'm-"

"You're what?" he asked raggedly, his thrusts becoming sloppy and quick. "Tell me."

You failed to enunciate anything as you let out a lewd moan, your body shaking and convulsing in pleasure. Hanzo followed not long after, a groan escaping his lips as he all but collapsed on you, his face resting in the crook of your neck. You both rested there for a moment, not saying anything.

"Mmm, that was nice," you finally said, tangling your fingers in Hanzo's hair and scratching his head. 

"Indeed," Hanzo's reply came. "You know, should you feel like you require additional pool lessons, I will happily oblige."

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You spun slowly in front of the mirror, admiring the sheer lace and soft fabric that clung to your body.

Hanzo’s birthday was coming up and he hadn’t given even a slight clue as to what a good gift would be, saying only that he “wished to spend the day with you”.

You grabbed the big, gold bow that you had set aside and fixed it to the fabric just above your butt. You made a cute little gift, you thought to yourself. Hanzo would be home any moment, so you positioned yourself on the bed, lying on your stomach and swinging your legs as you waited.

You finally heard the familiar sound of the front door opening and closing and Hanzo puttering around the house. You sighed as you waited for his footsteps to grow louder, signalling that he would be entering the bedroom soon.

You propped your head up on your hands and swung your legs seductively as Hanzo entered the room. You swear you saw his jaw literally drop as he drank in the sight of you, in beautiful dark blue silken lingerie finished with black sheer lace. He then noticed the gold bow on your butt and he dropped his things at the door and stalked over to you.

“Well, look at you,” he purred, running his fingers over the soft fabric.

“Happy birthday,” you said, sitting up onto your knees and wrapping your arms around his neck.

Hanzo placed a hand on your hip and pressed his lips to your neck and ran his lips along your neck, up your jaw and onto your ear. He flicked your lobe with his tongue which sent a pleasant shiver down your spine.

He slid his hand up past your hip and waist and grazed his thumb over the soft silk over your nipple, grinning that he got you worked up with such little effort. He let a soft chuckle escape his lips and you pulled back, raising an eyebrow.

“Something funny?” you asked.

“Absolutely not. You are an absolute vision,” he said, eyeing the lace that adorned your breasts.

He licked his lips slightly as he helped you off the bed and held your hand above your head, signalling you to do a little spin for him. He reached his hand out and ran his fingers over the fabric on your hips. He grabbed the bow and pulled on the end, unravelling it and letting it fall to the floor.

“This… this is the best gift I have ever received,” Hanzo said, holding you close against his body. You could feel his stiffness against you and you released a shaky breath you didn’t realise you were holding and you pushed against him, seating him onto the edge of the bed.

You sat on Hanzo’s lap, straddling his hips and he placed his hands on your hips again, feeling you up. He let out a soft sigh as you grinded yourself against him, feeling him stiffen further.

“I think it’s time for me to unwrap the rest of my gift,” Hanzo said in a husky voice, pulling at the done up laces of the lingerie.

“You’ll hear no objections from me, birthday boy,” you replied with a slight smirk. He chuckled warmly at your response and pulled at the done up laces of your lingerie, exposing your bare breasts.

He hummed in satisfaction as he took a moment to stare at you. He gave you a sly grin as he leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking on it, flicking it with his tongue and nibbling it slightly.

He took great satisfaction in the way you mewled and writhed in pleasure in his lap. He grabbed your other breast with his hand and kneaded the soft skin in his hand, his lips still on you. He looked up at your expression of pure pleasure while he licked, grinning against your skin.

“A true vision, indeed,” he murmured against your skin.

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Hanzo // SFW:

is 100% the type to idly play with someone’s hair (if he knows they’re okay with it), especially if he’s tired and/or stressed

totally a tea person but doesn’t understand why people still use kettles, microwaves are so much faster

he’s very serious about his hair care so it’s super soft but very few people get to touch it. his s/o loves playing with it

has a pretty dry sense of humor, but makes little quips pertaining to the conversation that make anyone hearing him just lose it

has a very soothing singing voice, it’s low and deep and a bit gravelly and really easy to fall asleep to

he sometimes sings to himself in the shower or the bath

he really enjoys baths. especially if his s/o joins him. it’s really soothing.

like he’s spent a few hours in the bath multiple times just dozing and destressing 

Genji // SFW:

he spends a lot of time with Zenyatta meditating, may try and cohearse his s/o into trying it

he enjoys tea like Hanzo does but he insists on using a kettle

tone fucking deaf honestly he cannot sing but oh he tries (Lúcio dies a little on the inside every time Genji sings)

can’t cook. cannot. cook. he can bake, but he cannot cook. someone help this boy.

he’s good at storytelling, both at bedtime stories for his s/o and just big elaborate ones to amuse people

he laughs at more or less anything, would probably laugh at the word egg

blushes profusely if the booty is mentioned

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Hanzo/reader warnings: graphic violence vaguely inspired by this post crossing my dash

You'd never seen Hanzo actually fight before. He had kept such things separate from his lover, made sure all the times you ever saw him close to violence were friendly spars with his brother or masterful target practice at the range while you still learned how to fumble along with a pistol akin to the doctor's. A safety precaution, he called it, just in case the enemy grew too bold.

It hadn't done you much good in the end when Talon attempted to crush what they perceived as a weak link.

What had saved you instead was Hanzo's unmatched ferocity. Arms that could hold you so tenderly now strangled the life out of one man while another earned a kick to the face to disorient and delay an attempt to grab you. Before that, the bow that he kept in pristine condition at all times lay before you with blood caked on the limbs from breaking hands and noses at every bludgeoning swing. You could never wield it - even as a compound bow, the draw weight exceeded the strength of your arms, though in calmer times you had still tried and made him chuckle with fondness.

Six attackers had swept in and sought to either abduct or kill you (hard to say which) - now two slumped dead by the door with arrows in their chests, while two more lay unmoving after being brutally assaulted with the improvised bludgeon of a bow. A third joined them as Hanzo released him with a crushed throat, while the final attacker seemed to be estimating the odds of getting past the Shimada warrior.

The last bout between them took only seconds and ended with the loud crack of vertebra being wrenched far out of alignment. One final body hit the floor, and the sudden silence roared around you, punctuated by the heavy breaths of exertion from your lover. Your protector.

"Hanzo, are you... okay?"

He straightened at the sound of his name, turned slowly - fine droplets of blood were sprayed along his face and the simple sleep shirt drawn tight over muscle. For just a moment, electric blue danced jaggedly around his tattooed arm before he clenched his fist to subdue it. Battle-ready wariness still held him taut as his own bowstring, dark eyes wild and almost frightening... but all of his ferocious carnage had been for you, to keep you safe. You couldn’t be afraid of that.

You opened your arms to him, shaky from adrenaline, and without answering your question he approached to bury himself in your embrace, face pressed down into your shoulder. He struggled to keep himself still and ended up trembling in your hold anyway, taking deep breaths as if to memorize your scent.

"I could not let them... I would never let them hurt you," he whispered, fierce and yet so vulnerable sounding.

"I know. It's okay, Hanzo."

He let out a soft sigh, and you held him until the others came to help.