#jack morrison x male reader

[c-nstellati-ns]

i need reader playing with soldier 76's nipples. please i will love you forever

dudeee yess,,, jack has some pretty nice tits on him i'd say. its more noticeable when when he's wearing tighter shirts, one or two sizes too small and most likely having been shrinked in the wash. he doesn't seem to really mind though-- nor does he mind your touchiness when you come close. slightly groping the softness of his stomach and chest as he's making himself coffee in the morning. he mutters a raspy 'good morning' that's music to your ears and a happy little hum from when you press firm kisses to the back of his neck. he eventually shoos you away so he can make breakfast without your clingyness... which honestly does not last very long.

as jack is making the eggs, you sneak back into the kitchen and lean against his back- kissing exposed skin as he sighs and is about to scold you from almost making him drop the eggshells into the pan until your thumb brushes over his nipple "accidentally". he sucks in a sharp breath, giving you the stink eye and a slight pout that made him even more irresistible.

so of course, the only natural reaction was to slip your hands underneath jack's shirt right? squeezing his chest and muttering softly in his ear about how much you missed him in bed. you don't miss how his hands shake slightly and you pinch n slightly roll his nipple,, his ears turning red as he's unable to hide his embarrassment and slight arousal. his attention drawn away completely from the pan as you bite down and suck a hickey onto his neck. the soft groan that falls from his lips is heavenly, so you just have to capture them with your own right?

all these touches result in the bacon and eggs burning and jack chewing you out for distracting him. but at least his red face and bruised neck means you'll be having another type of breakfast after this was done.

[montcumbry-gaytor]

Heya! Do you mind doing soldier x reader x reaper? The plot can be whatever you want.

Also your writings awesome! Keep up the good work

Everlong

Reaper x Reader x Soldier smut

A/N : I am so sorry for taking absolutely forever to write, it takes me a while to even find inspo to write and then to write in general, ntm I was very busy recently 🙏 again I'm very sorry and hope this comes to your liking

FEM ALLIGNED DNI || MLM / NBLM IS TARGET AUDIENCE

CW : Commanders x Private, Threesome, Good boy, Hinting at overstimulation, Double Penetration.

Getting into Overwatch was not easy, To you at least, but others in your field said it was for you, bitterness in their voices.

You had to get used to field work quickly with Overwatch, Not only the stress of it all, but caring for everyone on the team.

And also being called 'rookie' By Commander Morrison and Commander Reyes.

Behind their backs, you would roll your eyes at the name, knowing full well it would stick until you had done something notable, that or had been around more than the few months you had.

Nonetheless, You found friends, Rather— they found you, Lena specifically, Quick to greet you once you were recruited and quicker to get to know you, being a valuable asset on the field she was on a lot of missions.

Needless to say, you got along well, and she was the first person outside of your immediate family to know that you were into men.

Those men being your commanders.

( And oh how she teased you )

"I can see why you'd like Jack, A smooth American criminal but, Reyes? He's so grouchy all the time!"

She said, a sinister grin on her peachy lips.

"Keep it down- You make me regret ever telling you."

"Telling her what, Rookie?"

Soldiers voice slyly hummed out from behind you, when you whipped around to look at him, Reyes was close behind him, Peering down at you with a fierce gaze.

"N-Nothing important, Commander."

You jumbled out, Nervously smiling at them both.

"Yea! It was just a bit of playful banter!"

Lena chimed in, her accent carrying her words, your heart nearly leaping out of your chest as Reyes let out a small "Hmph." Behind you.

"Anyways- What was it you needed, Commanders?"

You asked, eyeing them in hopes you didn't do anything wrong, the hairs on the back of your neck standing up.

"You're due for training, Rookie, Figured you'd learn from your Commanders than anyone else."

"Mhm."

Your peers eyed down on you, Reyes' eyebrows furrowed, Intensifying his gaze, though you could swear his lips twitch upward into a smirk for just a second.

"Yes Commanders." You said, your hand flattening and meeting your forehead, Morrison's light chuckle causing your face to flush.

"Meet us in Ten, Got it Rookie?"

Reyes boomed, Prompting you to nod in acknowledgement.

"Good."

And with that your Commanders filed out of the area, Whipping around to eye Lena, Who had a smug grin plastered to her lips.

"Got a date with the Commanders, Aye?"

"Lena!"

You gasped, hands slamming down on the table, Face flushing deeply as she giggled.

"Welp, You better get ready, Pretty yourself up! Bye Y/N!"

She said, Blinking away in a matter of seconds, leaving you to your embarrassment, cursing her in your mind, you stood, rushing to your quarters to get into sparring clothes,

The black snugly fit turtleneck with sleeves that hugged the middle of your forearm slipped over your body, following behind was a grey pair of sweatpants, and your shoes, Jogging out of your quarters as the door shut and locked behind you, Thanks to ATHENA.

You reached the training room in a matter of minutes, As you entered, Your commanders had already been sparring with each other, teetering on who would win as they easily swayed each others attempts.

'I hope it's not them being really hot but their sparring looks really....intimate?'

You thought, eyeing their sweaty bodies counter eachother, Morrison being the first to notice your presence in the room, tapping on Reyes' shoulder to tap out.

"Rookie! Right on time, As I would hope of our new soldier."

Morrison said, walking over to you, Slipping a hand around your shoulders and hooking around your forearm, guiding you to the training mats.

"You'll be sparring Reyes today, Understand?"

"Yes, Commander."

"Good, He won't go easy on you, Remember what we've worked on."

Jack said, winking in your direction as he patted your shoulder, sending you to the mats with Reyes, Who stared expectantly, Arms crossing into themselves.

"This should be fun- You ready, Rookie?"

"Fuck no."

You muttered, Morrison's Light laugh making your ears burn, you felt his eyes burrow into you as you readied yourself.

By the command of Morrison, the sparring began, Reyes jumping to action, Clocking close to your head, Huffing as you blocked it, his opposite hand gripping your wrist and spinning around, the motion making you lightheaded.

He pinned you in a Headlock, Being careful not to choke you, You took action to bend down, your left hand snaking around Reyes' right leg, In swift motion, you bent near backwards, Reyes' Back slamming to the mats with a 'oof' Feeling confidence flutter In your chest as he loudly tapped the mat.

"Nicely done Rookie."

Morrison chuckled, Clapping his hands before kneeling down the grab Reyes off the ground.

"Believe you deserve a reward for your good work."

Morrison's voice hummed close to your ear, your face flushing, you couldn't deny the shiver ran down your spine.

"I-I don't think that's necessary, commander."

You stammered, throwing your hands up in defense, your body stilling as Reyes pressed into your back, breath ghosting your ear.

"You're not as quiet as you think, Private."

He hummed, fingers grazing over the hem of your pants, slipping around to the strings, pulling them tight into your hips, making you gasp.

"I don't understand, Commander-"

"—Glad to know I'm a Ten in your eyes, Rookie."

Morrison hushed you, pressing his hips against yours, His erection prominent through his pants.

"Commanders- I- I dont—"

"Quiet now, Rookie, Don't speak unless spoken to."

Reyes huffed, nuzzling into the crook of your neck, leaving light kisses in his wake, His fingers slipping to caress the smooth skin under your boxers.

"Y-Yes Commander."

You muttered, hands shaking as Morrison's calloused fingers slipped between yours, kissing your knuckles with his coral lips.

"You want your reward, Don't you?"

Morrison asked though you could tell what he was trying to say, it made your heart flutter, though you'd never admit it.

"Yes, Commander."

"Jack is fine, Rookie."

"Y-Yes Jack."

You're breathing hitched as Reyes sly hands slipped to palm your length, running his thumb along the veins.

"Ha—ah.. R-Reyes.."

You whined, Stilling has he halted his movements.

"You call me Sir, Private, I'm not as friendly."

"Yes! Yes sir- Please just.. touch me again."

You whimpered, trying desperately to keep your hips still.

"You look cute at the mercy of your superiors, rookie."

Jack hummed, grasping the hem of your shirt and lifting it up over your chest, teasing with your blushed nipples, The pad of his thumb stroking over the nub, His mouth coming to bite and suck on the unoccupied bud.

Precum dribbled from your tip and onto Reyes' hand as he stroked your cock, pace speeding up as you rapidly approached your climax.

"Plea—ase~ fuck! Ha-ah.. "

"Did I give you permission to cum, Private?"

Reyes said, his Gruff voice vibrating in his chest, you could feel it in your back.

"Please- please let me cum— I'll be good."

You stammered, Grasping on Jack's shoulders for stability, cock twitching desperately as Reyes thumb rubbed at your slit.

"Cum for me."

He whispered, and like it was on command, your body shuddered, cum spilling out like a fountain, Face flushing as Jack traveled down to lick your cock clean, Your dick twitching in overstimulation as he did so.

"You were good, but- you haven't had your real reward yet."

Reyes said, licking his fingers clean, using his free hand to grasp the back of your neck and guide you into a kiss, you could taste yourself on his tongue.

When he pulled away, a string of saliva followed, leaving you breathless and panting, you all quickly adjusted as Jack laid down on the mat, Reyes guilding you to sit on his thighs.

"I'm gonna need to make sure you can fit us both, Don't need an injured rookie."

Jack explained, stroking your flushed face, A gentle smile curved his lips as you nodded, still dazed from your high, though your glazed eyes cleared quickly, cold, slick digits slipping into you, though it felt like very little, the chill shocked you.

"That was easy, Tell me, Private, Do you fuck yourself thinking of us?"

Reyes hummed out, curving his fingers into that bundle of nerves, prompting a thin gasp from your lips, shivering as his deep lips pressed on your ass and lower back.

"Answer, Rookie, You wouldn't want to keep Gabe waiting."

"..Y-Yes."

You meekly answered, averting your gaze from Jack, head hanging as Reyes mercilessly fucked his fingers into you.

"Careful, Rookie, Stay focused."

Jack said, Cupping your face and forcing you to meet his eyes, though you could see the strain in his eyes as he struggled to keep his composure.

"Please- I'm ready just.. just fuck me- please, sir."

You pleaded, helplessly leaning into Jack's touch, Chest heaving as your body shook with anticipation.

"Jack, Wanna do the honors?"

Reyes said, peeking over your shoulder, leaving a small bite where he had been, Jack nodded, Pushing down his trousers and briefs, His cock slipping out, head grazing just below his bellybutton.

"I'll try not to hurt you."

Jack said, kissing your cheek and leaving your heart spiraling, slowly guiding your hips over his, using his opposite hand to position his cock to slip into you, sighing as you slipped down him with little effort.

"Shit... You feel amazing Rookie."

The little clarity he gave you was interrupted by rough hands gripping you by your waist, wasting no time pushing his thick cock into you, thinning your breaths as you felt your body push limits you didn't know you had.

Tears welled in your eyes as you adjusted to the stretch, Embarrassing you and prompting you to hide your face, keeping yourself up by one shaky arm as you wiped your tear stricken face.

"I know it hurts, it'll all feel good soon I promise." Jack said, petting the top of your head, though you could feel Reyes rut into you every now and then, impatient.

"I'm fine, Please, I can't wait."

You panted, breath hitching as Reyes wasted no time fucking into you by your words, prompting lewd moans to slip from you kiss plumped lips.

"Y-Yes- just like that~ thank you Sir- ah.."

You moaned, your back arched as Reyes pulled your back against his chest, bouncing your hips over Jacks while pounding into you mercilessly, cock easily rutting against your prostate.

"You're being so good for us, Private, Do you feel like a good boy?"

Reyes hummed into your ear, his voice rumbling in his chest accompanied by his low groans, one hand on your hip and the other hugging your thigh, teasing the idea of touching you.

"Yes! Im a good boy, I am~ I swear~"

You mewled, drool spilling out of your mouth as it hung open, your hazy eyes flitting to Jack, who bit the back of his hand, eyebrows furrowed as his pale blue eyes focused on your shaking body.

"Such a good boy for your commanders, Carino."

Reyes said, stroking your twitching length, your body becoming like a furnace as precum spilt out of your head, your climax edging it's time.

"I'm gonna cum~ ah.. please- I wanna cum- I wanna cum please~"

You whined, your words failing you as Reyes and Jack fucked you, their cocks rubbing against eachother inside you, both edging near their end aswell.

"C'mon Carino, Cum for your commanders."

Reyes whispered into your ear, biting your earlobe like a tease, pumping your length and riding you out your orgasm, both Reyes and Jack soon following, pulling out of you, Reyes cumming on your back as Jack came on yours and his lower abdomen, leaving a mess in your wake.

"Fuck-" you said, your legs shuddering as you tried to stand from the collective spillage, failing as you dropped back to the comfortable mats.

"Our good boy can't walk because of us, Jack, Isn't that cute?"

Reyes said slyly, leaving kisses over his hickey's.

"You did good rookie, Let's get you cleaned up though."

Jack said, slipping out of the pile of limbs to help you up and guide you to the showers connected to the training room, Reyes following suit.

This was going to be a rough night.

A/N : CANT BELIEVE I FINALLY FINISHED THIS IM SO HAPPY I DID THO BECAUSE I THINK IT CAME OUT REALLY GREAT!!! I HOPE YALL ENJOYED IT ALL

[gaycragula]

haha um if you wrote this soldier 76/(cis)m!reader i would love you forever: (bottom soldier: 76, and post-fall of ovw plz) so reader and 76 recently got together romantically, and this is their first time having sex with each other. but since soldier 76 has been alone and surrounded by negativity for so long, he gets really overwhelmed from the tenderness during it and starts to cry (not sad tears, just overwhelmed). reader takes care of him and they have tender sex. thank you <3

Tear in His Heart

Pairing: Soldier 76 x Male Reader Warnings: There's probably an age difference, crying during sex, first time sex Word count: 1776 Masterlist

You were sitting on Soldier’s bed, waiting for the man to come back. It was his birthday today- you wanted to surprise him. A neatly wrapped present sat on the bed next to you, all you needed now, was your boyfriend. 

An hour passed, and then two, then the sun was casting an orange hue into the room through the window. Still, you waited. You decided to start on a nice dinner. You had gone out to get groceries and decided to pick up a couple steaks since you knew Jack liked them.

It was your plan to make them for dinner anyway. The sun had disappeared by the time dinner was done. The table was set, candles lit, wine set to the side. It seemed to be perfect timing.

As you finished up the steaks, Jack came in through the door. Even just looking at him, you could tell he was exhausted. His movements were sluggish as he removed his shoes and jacket. 

“Are you hurt?” You ask, walking over to him so you could take his jacket so you could wash it later. Jack shook his head before removing the visor he wore out.

It had taken a long time for Jack to trust you enough to remove it. You had never pushed it. And it only happened after you’d expressed romantic interest in him that he removed it for the first time. It had flustered you and you spent almost an hour tracing over his facial features, pressing kisses over scars and  telling him just how handsome he was. 

You did the same then. You draped his jacket over the arm of the couch before bringing him in for a soft kiss. Jack relaxed against you, you could feel it. He let out a deep breath as he returned the kiss. “I made dinner and I’ve got something for you in your room.”

“What’s the occasion?” Even his voice sounded tired. His usual gruff, almost commanding voice was quiet, soft.

“Your birthday, Jack.” You had laced your fingers with his and were gently pulling him towards the set table. “I wanted to do something nice for it.”

“You didn’t have to,” he murmurs, pulling your hand up to kiss the back of it. You smiled, returning the gesture. 

“I know, but I wanted to treat you tonight. If you’d allow me to of course.”

“I- Thank you, dear,” Soldier whispered, pulling his chair back so he could sit. “What did you make?”

You headed back into the kitchen, bringing out the steaks for him. “A couple steaks and some sides. I bought some wine as well,” you hum, offering one of the steaks to the man. He thanked you as he pulled it onto his plate.

Soldier waited for you to sit across from him with your own food before he started eating. You made idle talk with him as you ate. The longer the two of you spoke, the more relaxed Soldier became. 

Once dinner was done and you finished cleaning up, you led Soldier back to his room. The gift was still sitting where you left it. “I know it’s not much, but I really wasn’t sure what to get you,” you apologized, handing Jack the gift. 

He took it, weighing it in his hands before opening it. You sat on his bed again, watching for his reaction. Soldier held the picture in his hands, staring at it. Your leg bounced, nervous he didn’t like it. 

A smile graced his features and you let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. Soldier set the frame on a nightstand by his bed before coming back to stand in front of you. “Thank you,” he hums, leaning down to kiss you. 

“I’m glad you like it,” you grin, resting your hands on Jack’s hips. He was the one to move into your lap. His hands moved to your shoulders before they ran up your neck and cupped your cheeks. He kissed you with desperation that he hadn’t before, like a man starved. 

His hips rolled into yours and he moaned into your mouth. Blunt nails scraped over your cheeks before rough fingers slipped back down your neck and down the back of your shirt. Your own hands slipped under his shirt to rest directly on the skin above his pantline.

A shiver went up Soldier’s spine and he choked on a breath as he pulled away. For once, his usual put together appearance was messy. Spit had accumulated on his chin, running down it as he panted. His nails dug into the skin of your back, scratching over your skin. 

Soldier seemed to get his senses back. He apologized quickly, trying to push himself off your lap. You tightened the grip you had on him in response.

“We can do it,” you whisper, nails pressing into Jack’s skin. “We can go slow.”

He nodded, shifting in your lap. “Please.”

You pressed another kiss to his lips before you stood up with him in your arms. He tensed, arms squeezing around your neck out of fear you would drop him. You moved him so he was laying down at the head of the bed and climbed atop of him. Soldier squirmed a bit to get comfortable before he pulled you down into a kiss.

One of his hands wrapped around the back of your neck while yours traveled back up his shirt, pressing into the skin of his tummy. The kisses stayed slow, both of you feeling each other up. Clothes were slowly removed, both of you taking the time to admire the other’s body.

You traced over scars on his torso, watching goosebumps rise to the man’s skin. Every touch set his skin on fire, he was choking on breaths, arching into your touch. Your chest pressed against his when you pulled him into another kiss and he felt your heartbeat against his own. It was euphoric. 

Your lips trailed across his jaw and down his neck while you worked his pants off. Soldier lifted his hips enough so you could pull his jeans off, hearing them thump to the floor next to the bed.

“Jack, if you need me to stop or slow down, tell me. I want this to feel as good for you as it will for me,” you whisper against his skin, your fingers dancing just above the waist of his boxers. “Alright?”

You felt him nod and you took it as your sign to remove the last bits of clothing separating your skin from his. Both of you were hard and you could see the nervousness in Jack’s eyes as he glanced at your dick. 

“Do we need to stop?” You ask quietly, running your hands soothingly over his sides. “Is it too much?”

“No. Please no,” Jack breathed, pulling you down into a kiss. “Not now.”

You reached for the bottle of lube you kept in Jack’s apartment, popping it open and pouring a decent amount on your fingers. He tensed when he felt your finger circle around his rim. You waited for him to relax again and when his hips wiggled impatiently, you pressed the digit into him.

He cursed, clenching down on your finger as he pulled you down into another kiss. You started pumping your finger into him, watching him for any signs of discomfort. Second and third fingers were quick to join due to Jack’s impatience. He was begging against your lips for you to take him, whispering that he needed you.

Jack watched as you spread lube over your dick before you lined up with him. He was trying to stay relaxed, taking deep breaths as he waited for you to push in. 

You pressed the tip in and heard the sharp inhale it brought from your lover. His teeth were grit as you slowly pushed in, leaning down to kiss him in an attempt to help keep him relaxed. You bottomed out, letting a moan melt into Jack’s mouth. 

The proximity was new to both of you. You were skin to skin almost everywhere, you could hear his heartbeat and you were sure he could hear yours. 

When you pulled away from the kiss, you noticed tears building up in his eyes. You cupped his face, using your thumbs to brush stray tears off of his cheeks. “Are you alright, Jack? Do I need to stop?” You ask, concern evident in your voice and on your face. “Are you hurt?”

Jack let out a choked sob, shaking his head. Words seem to evade him and all he could do was pull you back down to press a shaky kiss to your cheek. His hips shifted and it forced your dick deeper inside of him and caused him to whimper quietly. “I’ll be gentle,” you whisper, slowly rolling your hips into Jack’s.

You shared kisses with each other, hands traveling wherever they could reach. Jack scratched over your back and shoulders as he moaned, legs locking behind you to keep you close. One of your hands jerked him off in pace with your thrusts, offering him the stimulation he wanted, needed. 

Tears still glistened in his eyes, threatening to spill with every roll of your hips into his. He looked so pretty. 

Your name fell from his lips over and over again when he wasn’t kissing you, desperation obvious in his voice. It was a change of scenery to see Jack so desperate beneath you. But goddamn was it a beautiful sight. Cheeks flushed red, lips puffy and wet from where you’d been kissing him, tears wet in his eyes as he looked up at you.

“Fuck Jack, you’re so fucking pretty,” you whisper, leaning down to kiss him again. Jack arched into you, the moan he gave almost sounding like a sob as his dick twitched in your hand. A couple more thrusts into him had him coming in your hand. You jerked him through his orgasm before you pulled out of him and came along his inner thighs. 

He laid boneless against the bed as he caught his breath and as you went to get a wet rag so you could clean him off. Once both of you were cleaned up and redressed, you both laid down in the bed.

Jack laid on your chest while you ran your hands through his hair and ran them along his neck. “Happy birthday, Soldier,” you hum with a smile, tracing a heart into his skin.

You felt Jack chuckle and heard him whisper a thank you before the room fell to silence and you both eventually drifted off to sleep.

[husbandhoarder]

The priest marrying me off: I now pronounce you man and (glances over at the ensemble of men standing in line to kiss me) … Overwatch

[yandere-genji]

headcanons of cassidy or 76 with captive male reader that disobeys them and is really bratty? how would they react?

Soldier: 76

Has no patience for disobedience and is quick to punish you if you misbehave. Especially if you make a fuss, do whatever he has to if it means you’ll shut up. He prefers to keep you in tact but will break a few bones if need be to keep you from flailing or running away. 

If you fight him when he wants your affection, he’ll have to incapacitate you so he can satiate himself. He just wants to feel your warm body and soft skin against his without having to pull teeth. Not opposed to using force to get his way with you, his super soldier strength makes him a force to be reckoned with. This is a sure way to find yourself getting jackhammered into the dusty floor of your captor’s bedroom, bound in every which way so that you can’t move a muscle. 

Will often raise his voice when he’s really angry, thats how you know he’s seriously going to hurt you. If you have a death wish, provoking him at this point is a sure way to fulfill it. This usually happens when he’s already in a piss poor mood and just wants to use you to destress. It’s probably wise at this point to contain whatever defiance you have left in you. 

Talking back or any verbal attacks to Soldier is like taunting a brick wall. He doesn’t react, doesn’t pay any mind to the words you throw at him. Honestly this man is so full of self-loathing he’s probably said the worst things you can muster to himself ten times over. You might resort to the silent treatment, but you can tell he prefers it by how often he’ll approach you when you don’t speak. 

This guy is a grumpy old man, unfortunately, so if something becomes too troublesome for him, he’ll get rid of it. If you insist on your bratty behavior and lean into it too much, he’ll get tired of the fight quickly. Maybe in his youth he wouldn’t have minded it, might’ve even enjoyed it, but now he was far too occupied with other things. He wants you to do what he asks when he demands it, nothing more and nothing less. Still, if he does see progress in your attitude, he’ll have a change of heart. 

Cassidy

Cassidy, on the other hand, only really punishes you if he can get some pleasure out of it. Otherwise, he’ll just toss you somewhere he doesn’t have to deal with you. He’ll check on you every once in the while to see if you’re finally ready to behave. If not, then it’s your loss. 

Still, he’ll have some fun with your bratty behavior when he’s in the mood. He likes to overpower you however he can, he’s resourceful and is fully capable of overpowering a man even twice his size, under the right setting. And when you’re his captive, you’re always playing on his turf. 

If Cassidy can’t get any romantic time with you besides that, he’s content in just keeping you as his plaything in the meantime. But he’ll tire of not receiving any deeper affection at some point and try various ways to tame you. If nothing works, he’ll just bind you until he can forcefully get closer to you. 

He’s a talker, always whispering sweet nothings to you when you’re in his arms. Sometimes when he comes to visit you, he’ll just rattle on about whatever’s on his mind. If you talk back to him or make any disinterested remarks, he might entertain it at first but things will get sour quickly. If it gets to that point, Cassidy will relish in humiliated you any way he can. Expect a ball gag around your mouth at all times, unless he needs to use your mouth for more unsavory business. 

If you have lulls in your behavior, Cassidy is sure to take advantage of your sweeter moods. Honestly, he enjoys the emotional rollercoaster of your brattiness. It makes moments like these, when your defiance has been completely drained and your body weak from fighting his advances the night before, just so satisfying to see how much power he has over you. Don’t worry, he’s not evil, aftercare is very important to him and he’ll spoil you the best he can. 

Cassidy is soft on you, if anyone else had been so bratty and disobedient, he would rid himself of them in a heartbeat. But you were his darling, and even though you can be a handful, he wouldn’t trade you for the world. And he has a convient hot box in the middle of the desert to toss you in when you get into too much trouble. Your choice, ultimately, but you won’t be getting rid of him that easily.  

[colemorrison]

Hello! Sorry if you're busy but I just wanted to ask if you could do a Soldier76 x Male Reader where they both are fighting together against enemies. A grenade gets thrown at the reader and Soldier saves him from it not only injuring himself but bringing back the horrible memories he had of what happened with Reaper.

He couldn't let another explosion take another person he loved, he watched it fly in the air, toppling toward you. He felt the panic rise in his stomach as he dropped his gun and ran toward you, if he was just a little ahead of it he'd make it in time. The first time he felt the shake of the ground and the screams it was him.. Reyes, his best friend, he wished he could have saved him that day, but maybe just maybe he could save you.

He couldn't breathe as he dove forward falling on top of you, he was quick to cover your body, the explosion made your ears ring but you could still hear his panicked words. "You're okay, I saved you, the explosion can't hurt.. us" it seemed to be in response to his and Reaper's past relationship, they were as close as you could be then it crumbled at their feet. Then Gabriel Reyes died, leaving their relationship in pieces, never to be mended, he gasped and chocked on what little air he had in his lungs.

Everything happened so fast, he could see everything that happened with his best friend as he groaned at the now evident pain in his body, he could your soft voice over the memories. "That's in the past Jack, you're here, with me and Reyes is back at base. Waiting for us, for you." He laid his head against your neck, he couldn't see, tears blocking his vision along with who he and Gabriel had been. You could feel the others tears slipping through his visor down your shoulder.

"It's okay Jack. We are okay."

He most definitely has a ptsd with explosions, also the ending is up to you, whether they live happily ever after or the grenade did more damage to him then he had thought.

[acradelius]

i don't know how willing you'd be, but could i get soldier 76/male reader smut (with male body parts) where 76 is on top and being very gentle and sweet and praising the reader and etc? 76-era jack (as in older) please :D

"I'll Be Gentle, You Good Boy~"

Fandom: Overwatch

Pairing: Soldier:76!Jack Morrison x Male!Reader

Rating: Lemon [🟡] (NSFW!)

Warnings/Mention Ofs: Alcohol Consumption, Virgin Reader, Male on Male Sex, Unprotected Sex, Grinding, Fingering, Anal, Loss of Virginity, Praise, Comfort, Top! Jack, Bottom! Reader, "Good Boy" terms, Tease Of Punishment, Tease Of Round Two

Word Count: 924 Words

Author's Note: Mm, Jack~

Jack Morrison couldn’t exactly recall the specific thoughts that crossed his mind that made him decide that downloading ‘Grindr’ during a “I’ve just finished what’s probably my twentieth shot of whiskey” to deal with his underlying stress was a good decision. He doesn’t recall creating his profile, which at least to say that it was quite a mess, and swiping through handfuls of men’s profiles. He struggles to comprehend the experiences, along with all the attempted conversations between him and some of the men, but seems to be drawn to the conversation with a certain individual: (Y/N). Jack doesn’t remember swiping on (Y/N)’s profile, or maybe it was (Y/N) that swiped on Jack’s profile? Either way, at that moment it was a lesser concern as Jack was now focused on how to make things work for the naked man laying underneath him who squeaked out that he happened to be a virgin.

Jack has had his fair share of hookups, especially before the fall of Overwatch and after ending his relationship with Vincent, but not so much now that he was an older vigilante that was on the run from an international manhunt. Hooking up with most partners he assumed that they had some type of experience, enough experience for them to jump into sex and then depart afterwards. Yet, now he can’t do that. Jack now has to change up the way that he normally does things. “We’ll start with some basic stuff,” Jack softly speaks while pulling (Y/N) closer to the edge of the bed, placing feet over his shoulders, leaning down slightly to plant gentle kisses among (Y/N)’s calves. “If there’s any point you want to change things or you just become uncomfortable, don’t hesitate to let me know.” While Jack’s lips are busy kissing and now starting to nibble on the calves, his hands run down (Y/N)’s legs, gripping at his thighs. 

After some time Jack removes himself away from (Y/N), chuckling softly at the soft whines that (Y/N) gave at the loss of touch, starting to strip himself of his own clothes. Once being completely naked he climbs over (Y/N), starting to lower his head to latch his mouth onto (Y/N)’s neck, though a muffled grunt of surprise left him at (Y/N) leaning up to initiate a heated kiss, hands raised to entangle fingers into Jack’s hair, and lastly wrapping his legs around Jack’s hips and bucking his own hips up, letting out groans of the contact of their cocks grinding against one another. “Impatient along with being needy~” Jack teases verbally after breaking away from the kiss, deciding to tease back by pressing his hips heavily against (Y/N)’s, slowly grinding himself against (Y/N) to continue drawing out those needy little noises out of him. It was easy to tell how flustered he was getting, but Jack himself was also getting flustered as well. 

“P-Please, I’m ready~” Whined (Y/N), pouting at the lopsided grin that formed on Jack’s lips all while trying to align himself with the tip of Jack’s cock, smearing precum on himself. “Steady there, we can’t jump straight into that just yet~ Got to stretch you out a little bit first~” Jack responded, pushing himself up to be sitting, lifting (Y/N)’s legs to gain access to his asshole, fingers circling around it before slowly being pushed inside, stopping whenever there was a noise of discomfort. “Remember that if you decide you don’t want to do this anymore then just to say the word~” Jack speaks as proceeds to slowly start fingering (Y/N), focusing on his features to make sure that he wasn’t causing any pain. It didn’t seem that it would be long for (Y/N) to be prepared because Jack was able to insert another finger along with quickening the pace to meet (Y/N) slamming himself against Jack’s fingers. 

Removing his fingers Jack gripped his cock, stroking himself for a moment then aligning the tip of his cock with (Y/N)’s asshole. He slowly, steadily, starts to sink himself into (Y/N), stopping and giving reassuring words whenever there are noises of pain from (Y/N). “We’ll take things slow, you’re doing so great, you good boy~” Jack continued to praise (Y/N), speaking about how well he was taking Jack’s cock, behaving and obeying like such a good, obedient boy. Jack wasn’t really one to be vocal during sex, but he would admit that doing it was really arousing, he should try it more often. “I-I’m close!~ I-I’m going to cum!~” (Y/N) announces, a soft shriek of pleasure echoing throughout the air as Jack grips (Y/N)’s throbbing cock, starting to stroke him at a fast pace while increasing the temp of his own thrust. “Cum~ Cum for Jack, you good boy~” Watching (Y/N) being overtaken by his orgasm, cum spurting from his cock and onto his stomach and chest, body quivering and clenching tightly around Jack’s own throbbing cock, bringing Jack to an orgasm himself. 

“Are you doing okay there? Looks like you’re suffering through a leg cramp.” (Y/N) managed to speak as he started to roll his hips slowly, chuckling as Jack let out a grunt while tilting his head back. “You better watch yourself, because it wouldn’t take me long to be ready for another round with you~ Are you going to be a good boy?~ Or do you need to be punished?~”

[waverz]

The wounds that will never heal

You finally meet him again, except this time there's a weapon in your hand, and a mission to complete.

word count: 748 warnings: violence and also a lil' bit of angst.

Standing on one side of the massive room, holding a sword and a tough expression on your face, you would have never guessed your opponent would be the one person you looked up to: Jack Morrison. You don't move, you only watch his movements as he aims his gun at you, you notice that his mask is broken, the glass on his visor cracked and the red light emitting from it is now blinking, revealing his eyes for a second. You smile, proud of the damage you've caused, "Seems like you've gotten rusty Jack!" you yell out towards him in a mocking tone, grinning like a cat. He doesn't respond, his gaze is still fixed on you, his gun ready to fire, you would have found this determination amusing, but now? You shake your head and tighten your grip on the sword, it's blue bolts surrounding it. Your weapon is very special, it's filled with electricity that you can freely control however you want, It's perfect for dealing heavy blows, and also looks really badass while in use. "For years we have been trying to find you, and now that we finally did, you fuck up and almost get everyone killed." You hiss, filling yourself with anger, "They tried to give you a second chance, Jack, but you fucked it up."

Deciding that enough is enough, you look at him and then, out of nowhere, you leap towards him with a quick jump and raise your weapon. Jack dodges your attack last second, making your sword clash with the ground, the electricity sparking from the point of impact. Jack aims at you again, and pulls the trigger, firing hundreds of shots at you. You dodge as best as you can, hoping he'll need to reload soon, but your carelessness got the better of you, and a bullet hits you straight in the arm. Luckily, it wasn't your dominant one, and despite the pain, you keep on trying to land hits. The room lights up again and again when your sword hits the floor and the walls, it's almost as if Jack knows your every single move. You feel irritated and so, decide to pull off your trump card: You stab the ground and turn the handle, releasing a strong electric charge through the floor right at Jack. With nowhere to run, Jack shields himself with his arms, but to no avail: the charge strikes him right in the legs, moving onto his chest and then his arms. You wanna keep going, get the electricity into his brain and fry it, killing him instantly, but you have a mission to do, and you won't let your greed and personal issues get the best of you. You let go of the handle, stopping the charge and making Jack fall right on the floor, unable to move.

"This is what happens when you let anger and thirst for revenge get the best of you." you sigh and walk towards him, you kick away his gun and kneel in front of him, checking his pulse. When you feel it, you let go and bring your arms to your knees. "Was it really worth it? Constantly searching for Gabriel, trying to kill him, failing? Failing again and again until you got everyone killed?" You speak with ease, the aftermath of the fight tiring you out, you're silently hoping for an answer, but the soldier doesn't say anything. "You're not the Jack I know." You shake your head and stand up, stretching. You walk up to your sword and pull it out from the ground, you then slide it into your sheathe. You look at your bloodied wound and hiss when you finally start feeling the pain: a sign of adrenaline wearing down. You cover it with your hand and press it, trying to ease the pain. Turning back to Jack, you tap your communicator located around your ear, "I've got him, he's knocked out but alive, get someone here before he wakes up." You sigh and sit down next to the soldier, feeling a slight bit of pity for him, "If you wouldn't have been my husband I would have killed you, you dumbass." You huff and lean your head on the wall, closing your eyes. Despite telling yourself that you can do it, each time you look at him, it seems like your feelings have never left.

[ivymarquis]

Intro + Masterlist

Hi! I’m Ivy and I have been known to write things on occasion. 

27 | Sapphic | Lover of dark content

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**UTD as of 6/5/23; Check the “my writing” tag to see if Ive posted anything that hasn’t been added to the list yet :)

Kinktober 2023 masterlist here!

OVERWATCH

Unspecified male OW!character x Reader

Heat Stroke He was a furnace and a cuddle monster- a trait you’d greatly appreciated when you’d started sleeping (as in, literally sleeping) with him in the winter. Now? The temperatures were rising and his grip was borderline suffocating at night.

Gabriel Reyes/Reaper

Gabriel throat fucking Reader   ✨⚪ Free use throat fucking kink

Kinktober Day 6 (2018)  ✨⚪ Daddy | Corset

Kinktober Day 7 (2018) ✨⚫ Praise Kink | Aphrodisiacs

Kinktober Day 10 (2018)  ✨⚪ Wax Play | Hair Pulling

Incubus!Reaper Gabriel has something to tell you. Hopefully he doesn’t have a secret wife.

Gabriel Reyes vs 2-year-old toddler Gabriel underestimates the power of a nap

Daddy kink headcanon Tis what it says on the tin. Reyes’ reaction to their s/o having a daddy kink

Reaper teaching his S/O how to kiss Tis what it says on the tin

Moira O’Deorain

Kinktober Day 2 (2018)  ✨⚪ Medical Play | Begging

Kinktober Day 11 (2018)  ✨⚪ Aphyxiation | Object Insertion

Moira with an affectionate S/O Headcanons of Moira with an S/O who enjoys showing random affection

Looks Can Be Deceiving  ✨⚪ Moira thinks you’d look adorable squealing underneath her.

Birdy   ⚠️✨🔴 Moira’s in rut and has plans for you.

Daddy Part of your self-appointed job as Moira’s girlfriend was to annoy her on occasion.

Us  ❗❗ You can’t overlook this.

Chocolate Kisses  ✨⚪ You agree to go on a date with Moira

Problem Solving  ✨⚪ You take control when Moira gets too stressed out.

Jack Morrison/Soldier 76** ** F!Reader fics written prior to announcement of Jack’s sexuality

Daddy kink headcanon Tis what it says on the tin. Jack’s reaction to their s/o having a daddy kink

Brat Tamer!76  ✨⚪ You weren’t acting out because you’d missed him. Definitely

Sleeping Dogs Lie  ⚠️✨🔴 Jack just wants to make you happy

Movie Night  ✨⚪ Jack starts seeing a new mother and develops some new kinks as a result.

Hang Ups  ✨⚪ Jack moves past his hang ups.

Stealth  ⚠️✨🔴 You’re not nearly as stealthy as you think you are.

Cole Cassidy** ** Older fics refer to Jesse McCree, pre name change

Kinktober Day 1 (2018)  ✨⚪ Smiles/Laughter | Deep Throating

Demon!Hanzo x Werewolf!McCree x F! Reader  ✨⚫ You decide to summon a demon and there are some… unintended consequences

Nap Time It’s just a fact that boobs make the best pillows

Gratitude  ✨⚪ Jesse shows his gratitude to his sweetpea getting a tattoo themed after him

Welcome Home, Baby  ✨⚪ Jesse comes home

Daddy kink headcanon Tis what it says on the tin. Cassidy’s reaction to their s/o having a daddy kink

Trying for a baby with his wife headcanons Tis what it says on the tin

Genji Shimada

Late Bloomer (I) (II)  ✨⚪✔️ Genji’s precious beta is actually an omega- one whose heat hits her like a freight train.

Dragon!Genji x Reader  ✨⚪ You’re ready to carry your lover’s eggs

Bother  ✨⚪ You figured Genji wouldn’t care for a second if your cousin was visiting. As it turned out, he cared very much.

Stay  ✨⚪ Genji hasn’t been with anyone since his near death experience. Then you join blackwatch.

Playground You and Genji go to a playground

Kitten Play  ✨⚪ Being a well respected professional in your work life is fine and all, but there’s comfort in handing the reins over to someone else.

Genji w/ S/O who struggles with penetration  ✨⚪ Tis what it says on the tin

Idol Genji has his own way of wishing you good luck for your concerts- This has unintended consequences.

Hanzo Shimada

Demon!Hanzo x Werewolf!McCree x F! Reader  ✨⚫ You decide to summon a demon and there are some… unintended consequences

Daddy kink headcanon Tis what it says on the tin. Hanzo’s reaction to their s/o having a daddy kink

Sugar  ⚠️ You just got cold feet is all

Incorrigible  ✨⚪ You’re an incorrigible tease when you want to be.

Hanzo x Reader  ✨⚪ You let Hanzo tie you up like a thanksgiving turkey

Candy Hanzo has some concerns about all the reader's candy

Trying for a baby with his wife headcanons Tis what it says on the tin

Sombra

Kinktober Day 3 (2018)  ✨⚪ Sensory Deprivation | Edgeplay

Aleksandra Zaryanova

Zarya + Chubby!Reader Self love is important, but can be hard

Akande Ogundimu

Phone Etiquette Akande knows how to make a boring business call much more interesting.

See Something You Like? You notice when Akande starts timing his workouts to match with yours.

Wilhelm Reinhardt

Sugar Daddy!Reinhardt Headcanons of sugar daddy Reinhardt

Lucio Correia dos Santos

Trying for a baby with his wife headcanons Tis what it says on the tin

Far Cry 5

Jacob Seed

Apex Predator (I) ⚠️⭕ The Deputy has a secret, and Jacob makes it his mission to bring her to heel

What You Want  (I) (II) (III) ⚠️✨🔴»⚫ ✔️ Jacob learns the deputy is his mate and sets out to subdue her

Quality Over Quantity (I) (II)  ✨⚪✔️ Jacob ensures the continuation of the Chosen’s line

Happy  ✨⚪ She was content with her place in the middle of the pack. Then Jacob took notice of her.

All Good Things He's been sweet on her ever since she propositioned him back in Missouri

Better Late than Never Pushing 50, Jacob had figured years ago his dreams of a wife and kids weren’t happening

Unrequited ❗❗ Not sure I’ll ever actually finish this- Jacob is in love with the deputy, but marries one of the women in the cult after the deputy marries John

Kinktober Day 4 (2018) ✨⚪ Spanking | Spit Roasting

Kinktober Day 8 (2018)  ✨⚪ Hate Fucking/Angry Sex | Fisting

Illness The Deputy gets sick in the cages

Can’t Sleep Jacob's insomnia is not new- when the Reader can't sleep, he offers a potential solution

Good With Kids John gives commentary on Jacob's baby-handling skills

“You smell like wet dog” Fluffy one-off where Reader informs Jacob he needs a bath.

Love Language Tis what it says on the tin

Favorite Kinks Tis what it says on the tin

John Seed

Baptism of Blood  ⚠️ John finally has a willing soul to cleanse

Kinktober Day 5 (2018)  ⚠️✨⚪ Sadism/Masochism | Blood/Gore

Love Language Tis what it says on the tin

Favorite Kinks Tis what it says on the tin

Joseph Seed

Love Language Tis what it says on the tin

Favorite Kinks Tis what it says on the tin

Faith Seed

Love Language Tis what it says on the tin

Favorite Kinks Tis what it says on the tin

Eli Palmer

Kinktober Day 4 (2018) ✨⚪   Spanking | Spit Roasting

Kinktober Day 9 (2018)  ✨⚪ Titfucking | Lingerie

Call Of Duty

Simon Ghost Riley

Simon’s Spotify Playlist Don’t ask me for anyone else’s lol. He’s the only one who gets one.

Spoiled  ✨⚪ Spoiled the thought flashes across his head. Course it doesn’t help that he’s utterly whipped. He’ll give you anything you ask for just because you want it.

Bonded ❗❗ You and Simon are caught off guard during a mission

SS: Overstim Tis what it says on the tin

John Price

Blind Date John goes on a blind date. It goes well

John Soap MacTavish

Steel Magnolia Soap falls head over heels for the base’s fire breathing preceptor

Character Study: Honey

Kyle Gaz Garrick

Under My Skin Your situationship uncomplicates itself on a rainy night

König

SS: Pregnancy Risk Not only does König not care that it's not safe to finish inside- that's kinda the point.

Platonic Reader + 141

The B.A.G. Coalition You accidentally spill the beans on why Graves can’t get a date

[c-nstellati-ns]

"❛ i'll take good care of you, i promise. ❜ with soldier 76. i'm sorry i just live for the sweetness

jack is so sweet :”( i can see him getting overwhelmed when you guys are getting intimate… so overwhelmed, baby blues brimmed with tears and his lashes sticking together. his voice is hoarse from you wringing out each orgasm out of his shaking body. you kiss his tear stained cheeks, gently caressing his chest and nipples as your hips grind to a slow stop. he lets out a choked sob and has no energy to bark orders or stress anymore, the tears come flowing faster than before. so perfectly undone and mindless, exactly like how he needed it. you coo softly and kiss his sweaty forehead, brushing his hair away as you quietly shush him. "oh, sweet thing... don't you worry. i'll take good care of you, i promise." you mutter against his skin, slowly pulling out only to slam back into him-- a broken noise coming from jack as he claws at your back desperately for more. you were going to take such good care of your baby tonight <33

[montcumbry-gaytor]

The Shower Scene

Jack Morrison|Soldier 76 x AMAB!Reader smut

A/N : Final prompt of the overwatch stuffs!!! If y'all want any other overwatch gay shit pls lemme know and I will definitely try to write it at some point!!

A/N : PRONOUNS FOR R ARE HE/HIM

FEM ALIGNED DNI || MALE READER CENTERED

TW : Face fucking, Shower sex, use of 'good boy' Blowjob, Handjob.

Your heart pounded against your ears as you blocked a cuff aimed at your head, teeth gritting into your mouth guard as you dropped down swiftly, kicking the feet out from underneath your opponent, their back slamming to the mat.

"Ah shit.. my back.."

Jack seethed, his hand meeting yours as you pulled him up.

"You have zero defense on your lower half, Morrison, Same as always."

You said, patting his shoulder before removing the wrapping on your hands, pulling with your teeth as you flexed your hand, the wrapping pulling off.

"Still snappy as you were in the early days."

Jack said, a smile curling on his lips, eyes tracing down your sweaty body as you took off your training gear.

"One thing always gotta stay the same."

You said, picking up your water bottle and squeezing it into your mouth, jacks small chuckle always made your heart bounce off the walls, now was no different.

"I'm gonna hit the showers, See you."

Jack said, nodding up at you as he exited the small gym, you reciprocated the nod, bringing yourself to weights, you spent a few minutes there, just getting in some basic stuff to keep you in shape.

You expected Jack to be gone by the time you had made it to the showers, and the silence of the showers adjacent to the locker room confirming your suspicions.

You brought an arm behind your head, your opposite hand coming to rest on your forearm, stretching your body as you undressed rather quickly, keeping a towel around your waist as you made it to the showers.

You entered, fully expecting the room to be empty, your face instantly flushing at the sight of Jack, veiny cock in hand, face red and eyes closed, seemingly not noticing you.

You rested against the frame of the door, watching him as water streaked down his scarred muscles, his chest heaving as his cock twitched, you took him getting close as a sign to announce your presence with a loud "ahem" that echoed off the walls.

Jacks eyes shot open, freezing all motion as he stares back at you.

"I was expecting you to be gone, Morrison, couldn't wait to get to your quarters to do stuff like this?"

You said, a smirk rising to your lips, arms crossed over one another as you made your way over to him, watching as he was speechless, mouth hung open.

"Jack, who exactly were you thinking of while you were doing this?"

You hummed, the pad of your finger tracing on the underside of his length, tucking your bottom lip between your teeth as he let out a low whine.

"Don't- L/N- Stop.. "

Jack panted, though he clinged to you, helplessly bucking into your touch.

"You're adorable like this, Jack."

You whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to the edge of his lips, smirking as he leaned into you, as if he was craving your touch.

"..it- hah.. it was you- shit.."

Getting your answer, you felt pleased, wrapping your fingers around his length, the moans he let out sending waves of pleasure straight to your groin.

"Good boy."

He whined at your words, back arching off the tile wall, hands gripping to you as if he'd collapse without you.

"Fuck- please kiss me- holy shit.."

You let out a small 'hm' as if to think about it, watching jacks eyes lock on yours, pleading, you had no choice, dipping down to plant a kiss that quickly became heated on his pink lips.

Neither of you wanted to part, though to catch your breath you made an exception, watching as Jacks body twitched, pleasure racking his body as he became close once more.

"I'm gonna cum- ah.. "

"—Did I say you could, Soldier?"

His breath hitched as your thumb pressed to the slit of his tip, instantly begging.

"Please- please let me cum- I'll be good."

He whimpered, grasping you, calloused hands never leaving you.

"That's my good boy."

You praised him, your thumb pulling off as you stroked him faster, his body shuddering as cum spilled out of his tip, coating your hand.

"Look at you, you've made a mess, what will you do about it, Morrison?"

You said, tutting, looking down at him, bringing your hand up to his face, humming in satisfaction as he licked your fingers clean.

"I'd good boy.. but you've missed a spot."

You grinded your hips against his, your erection clear even underneath the towel neatly tied around your waist, Jack wasting no time to drop to his knees, looking up at you, untying the towel as you nodded in confirmation.

You let a small sigh as your cock was freed, tilting your head back as Jack took you into his mouth, tongue running over the underside of your base, teasing the veins.

You ran a hand through his white hair, tugging on his hair as you bucked your hips forward, the tip of your cock rutting against the back of his throat.

"Fff.. uck Jack- you feel amazing.."

You huffed out, letting out breathy moans as you fucked into his mouth, one hand rooted in his hair as the other rested against the tile wall.

Jacks helpless moans only helped you edge closer to your climax, his grip resting on your hip and his other hand on your thigh, his hips ever so often bucking into nothing.

Your cock twitched in his wet, warm mouth, the thought of him getting off to you made your face flush, it made you wonder how many times he had done it.

"You're cute when you're pathetic, Jack."

You hummed, your grip on his locks loosening as you pet his head, before slipping your hand to the back of his head and forcing him to take your fullness, letting out groans as you rode out your orgasm.

You pulled out, your hand trailing under his chin and holding his mouth shut.

"Swallow, Morrison."

You commanded, caressing his cheek as he obeyed.

"Good, You won't mind me coming to see you in your quarters later tonight, Right Jack?"

You hummed, pecking his lips as you stood, grabbing your towel from the floor.

You smiled as Jack nodded quickly, exiting the showers, figuring you'd clean yourself in the privacy of your own quarters, smirking at the ideas of what you'd do to him.

A/N : hope y'all enjoyed Sub jack!! Cause I sure did, new fics should come out soon!! Love y'all!!

[cooliofango]

could i get a oneshot of soldier 76/male reader's wedding? recall age (as in around 55) please :D this is so self-indulgent but you know how it is

What A Miracle

Soldier 76 x M! Reader

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Ahhhh this gives me really cute ideas~! I’m am honored to fulfill your indulgences! Hopefully my little piece of work here will do the job. I shall listen to 80s and 90s love songs for vibes as I write this.

Enjoy~!

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A miracle. If the old soldier had to label this day as something, then it would be labeled as a miracle. Not because it was impossible, of course. He just never thought he would ever experience this moment so far along in his life. Yet here comes (Y/N) to prove him wrong. When Jack first met him, he would’ve never thought that the two of them would end up preparing for something so special. Hell, marriage was never something that crossed his mind until only months before he had proposed to (Y/N). Yes, Jack Morrison was the one to pop the question, as awkward as he was while saying it. (Y/N) thought it was precious and gladly accepted the proposal. It’s what lead them to the moment the two of them were at now. The last minute preparations were about to wrap up to start the beautiful event. 

Jack stood still as Ana fixed up his tie one final time. “There. Now you’re ready.” She spoke with a slight sense of pride- pride in the fact that her old friend was actually settling down and doing something for himself for once. Jack spends so much time saving and protecting people. To Ana, he deserves to have this day. Jack looked in the mirror and stare back at his reflection. The sight was almost unreal to him- like he was a whole different person. He wasn’t wearing any armor. He didn’t carry a gun. Instead, he wore a nice black tux with a light blue button up shirt underneath the coat. For once, he looked and felt like a normal man instead of a soldier who was always on the hunt. And he had (Y/N) and the feelings Jack had for him to thank for it. He wondered how (Y/N) was doing at that moment. What suit was he wearing? Was he nervous? Jack wasn’t really nervous. He didn’t think so, anyways.

“Let’s get going. It’s your big day, after all.” Jack looked away from the mirror to see Ana by the door instead of behind him like she was before. He must’ve spaced out for a moment there. “Right..” Jack cleared his throat before turning to follow Ana out of the room. She lead the way to the chapel where everyone else sat. Both of Jack’s and (Y/N)’s friends and families were there, seated in pews on either side of the main isle. They were decorated with light blue and white ribbon and tinsel along the back with the ends pinned to look like flowers made from the same material. The end of the isle where the bestmen and bridesmaids stood was decorated in a similar color scheme with the addition of beautiful white flowers. The bridesmaids wore light blue silk gowns and the bestmen wore light blue tux’s with white undershirts. It looks just as (Y/N) and Jack had wanted. It was beautiful and everyone could agree as they sat or stood in their place. 

Jack stepped onto the slightly elevated platform where the bestmen and bridesmaids stood as well, taking his place in front of the bestmen. A heavy breath slipped past his lips- one he hadn’t realized he had been holding. Maybe he was nervous. Just a little. Even with his own nervousness, he couldn’t think about his own worries for long. His mind drifted back to (Y/N) in an instant. How was he holding up? Jack hoped that nothing was wrong with (Y/N) in any way. Were things to his liking? Jack looked down at himself, messing with the cuff. Did he, himself, look presentable? Questions like that and more began to cloud his mind. However, the sound of music silenced these thoughts. It was the wedding march.

Jack stiffened for a moment, his gaze darting to look at the large double doors on the opposite side of the room. It felt like a sudden moment of truth washing over him. Like this moment would change everything. Would that be a bad thing? The doors swung open and everyone stood. (Y/N) wore a white tux with a light blue tie and his hair was styled neatly for the occasion. Placed on top of his head was a crown of morning glories, colored to match the theme. His arm was linked with a relative’s who had began to walk him down the isle, a beautiful smile adorning his features. Jack thought (Y/N) looked stunning. More than stunning, actually. He couldn’t find the correct word to describe how (Y/N) looked in his eyes, yet he couldn’t look away from (Y/N) as he stood in a small state of awe.

Jack locked met (Y/N)’s gaze for a moment and took not of how his features grew red in color. (Y/N) was blushing and Jack found that the look only added to his beauty. When (Y/N) finally got to Jack, his relative released his arm to go and stand with the rest of the crowd before them. Jack gently took hold of his hands and rubbed a thumb over his knuckles. “You look stunning..” He spoke in a hushed tone. There was a loving look in his eyes, one he’d only have when looking at the man before him. (Y/N) released a breathy chuckle as if he had been holding his breath as well. “And you’re as handsome as ever.” (Y/N) couldn’t seem to stop himself from smiling in that moment, gripping onto Jack’s hands a little tighter.

The priest smiled at the couple before beginning his speech. One that would bind the two of them together for life. A series of words that would change their lives for what would hopefully be the better. Though it wasn’t long that the man spoke, it felt like it took forever for the time to say their vows to come. “(Y/N) (L/N), do you take this man to be your loving husband?” (Y/N) looked up at Jack, taking in a deep breath. “I do.” He let it out as he spoke and his eyes never left Jack’s being. The priest looked to Jack now and repeated the question, using his name instead. “I do.” Jack’s voice was firm. It showed just how sure he was about this decision. He wanted this just as much as (Y/N) did. And that meant the world to not just (Y/N) but to Jack as well- simply because he never has been so sure of anything else in his life. Not until he had met you, anyways.

A robotic cooing sound filled the room. It was Snowball with a red velvet pillow on its head, the two wedding rings resting on top of it. A few chuckles at the sight came from the audience, the most noticeable one coming from Mei. Snowball stopped before the couple and waited for them to take the jewelry. Each of you took a ring in hand. They were golden bands. The one meant for Jack was just plain golden while (Y/N)’s had rectangle diamonds around the band. (Y/N) took hold of Jack’s left hand to slip the ring on for him. Jack took hold of (Y/N)’s left hand as well, slipping the ring onto his ring finger. Before letting (Y/N)’s hand rest in his to finish the ceremony, Jack raised his hand to press a gentle kiss to his knuckles. 

“With that, I now pronounce you... husband and husband.” The priest chuckled to himself. “You may now kiss the groom.” Jack released (Y/N)’s hands to wrap his arms around his waist while (Y/N) let his hands gently rest on Jack’s chest. In one fell swoop, their lips met in a sweet kiss. Cheers echoed throughout the church, causing (Y/N) to smile giddily against Jack’s lips. It was almost disappointing when they had to pull away for air. However, Jack didn’t pull back much farther, resting his forehead against (Y/N)’s. “I love you.. so much.” He muttered softly to (Y/N), who smiled and pecked his lips in response. “I love you too, Jack.” What a miracle…

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Aaaand done! I apologize for how long this took to get out but I hope you like this!

[bluebirdsboi]

Overwatch Masterlist | Last Updated: 6/12/23

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[mercedesfiction]

Body Swap Overwatch

So this is a teaser to a collab my friend and I are doing. We thought it would be fun to write a story where we switch bodies in the world of our fanfics. :D

Brigitte Lindholm x Male Reader (Him)

Jesse McCree x Female Reader (Me)

We had no idea if others would find it interesting or not until we let some other friends and family read it and they loved it as a whole, so we’re posting it! (slowly posting, but we have 15 chapters written so far! :o )

Him and I are writing blindly and passing the story back and forth, only going off what each of us sets up for the other in previous chapters. It’s been funny, awkward, fun, and inspirational. Hopefully others like it too! Link to full story at the bottom :D

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Reaching Jack’s office, you quickly barge in to see Commander Morrison looking through different files and documents on a holographic screen.

He's dressed in his "Classic" attire, with his Soldier 76 jacket hanging on a coat rack nearby and the pieces to his tactical visor laid out on the desk. What remains on his person is the lower half of his attire along with a tight black T-shirt tucked into his pants.

“Jack!” You can’t help but feel a little better seeing a familiar face.

Jack stands up from his desk, acting annoyed. “Didn’t anyone ever teach you how to knock, Pilot?” His tone is cold and aggressive, and you are taken aback by his foreign attitude towards you.

 *Crap, * You realize. *I came in without thinking and I forgot I’m not me.*

“S-sorry, Sir.” You try a salute to make up for your rudeness. “I came to discuss that electromagnetic anomaly you spoke of over the P.A. system.”

“What about it, Pilot?” His tone isn’t backing down as he walks around his desk. “It’s 2 o’clock in the morning, It couldn’t wait?”

*What’s the big deal...?* You wonder. *You’re still awake looking into this yourself.* Is what you want to say.

“Sir, I’m guessing that parts of the base are shut down due to this electromagnetic anomaly, right? But I believe I know something else and have reason to suspect that Olivia Colomar could be behind it and I need to confront her immediately.” You do your best to sound firm in your tone.

“Like hell, you will, Pilot.” Jack’s temper is tested by your words and tone.

*Oh no, * You realize what you said. *That probably came out creepy as this guy and not myself, but I feel like Jack is just shrugging me off anyway...*

“This is important, Jack!” You feel your frustration start to echo his.

“That’s Commander to you Pilot,” Jack snaps back. “and I already have Olivia working on this problem. And don’t you dare accuse a high-ranking agent without merit.”

*There’s a clear rank difference between myself and this Nimbex guy, and I don’t want him to get his balls chopped off by speaking out of line, but Jack would never speak to me this way...* You thought. *Why is he being so irritable and difficult? It can’t be just because I’m a pilot...what’s his deal?*

“With all due respect, Sir,” *In other words, kiss my ass, Commander...* You think to yourself, clenching your fists before continuing. “If you would just listen to me, you’ll understand why I suspect and need to talk to Olivia.”

Jack sighs, leaning against his desk. “Fine, what is it?” He seems to have finally caved a little bit for some reason.

*Great...now how do I put this without sounding too crazy...?* You wonder.

“Spit it out, Pilot.” Jack interrupts your thoughts.

“Persona hacking, Commander.” You say bluntly, unsure of how else to put it.

“Persona hacking?” Jack repeats back, raising an eyebrow, but now listening intently.

You stand at attention, accentuating your new broad chest, and talk sternly. “I believe Olivia may have, perhaps accidentally, found a way to hack and possibly switch someone’s persona with someone else's.” 

*Although Nimbex may not have the authority to discuss such topics, * You say to yourself. *doesn’t mean we can’t show that we have the courage to do so anyway.*

Jack crosses his arms and thinks for a moment. “With everything else that’s happened before, this wouldn’t be entirely shocking to me.” Jack seems more cordial than before and less aggressive. “Do you have any proof, Pilot?”

*Here’s the tricky part...* You dread. *I feel like I can’t tell him directly without there being repercussions such as long hours of testing and questioning, which may not end well for Nimbex and I. I just need him to let me find and talk to Sombra...*

“Not...substantial, Sir.” You say plainly. “However, some of the personnel have been acting...odd since your announcement and it’s a possibility I wish to discuss with her, Sir.” You think about how you acted earlier as an example of your statement.

“Anyone in particular?” Jack raises an eyebrow.

“No, Sir.” You lie. “Something I’ve heard and gathered from multiple people.”

Jack gets up and walks back behind his desk.

*Stupid lie, Merc...* You wince at yourself and your words. *Stupid, stupid lie...*

“Hopefully, you understand why I believe Oliva may know or help with this, Commander.” You try to push past your statement and back to your main objective. “I’m sure you have enough on your plate as is.”

“Have you experienced anything...odd, Nimbex?” Jack sits back down, ignoring your last statement, and watches you intently over interlaced fingers.

You let out a small gasp of surprise. Not only does he know this guy personally, but it also seems like he can see right through you. “I plan to visit the medical ward after this and have Dr. Ziegler look me over just to be sure, Commander.” You try to still sound responsible while hopefully clearing you of suspension if any of the other pilots come forward about you.

“Hmmm...” Jack ponders to himself for a bit. “You best do that and I’ll discuss this with Sombra whenever she finishes her investigation for me.”

“But, Sir...” You try to redress.

“That’ll be all, Pilot.” Jack commands, leaving you speechless.

You feel a little defeated as you leave Commander Morrison’s office, but keep your word and head for the medical ward next.

*What a weird interaction...* You mull over. *I don’t feel like I accomplished much and I have a feeling Jack knows something that I don’t...*

You reach the medical bay which is dark, just like the rest of the base at this time of night.

*I need to get to the bottom of this without Olivia.* You think, entering the sick bay, where anyone wounded or sick is resonating until well. 

The room is very dark, but you can still make out the two columns of beds on either side of you and can notice that only a few of them seem to be occupied.

Angela’s office in the back of the ward seems vacant this time of night, giving the impression that she wasn’t called out specifically for this anomaly. 

*She’s not here...* You can’t help but feel a little depressed not being able to talk to someone who might be more understanding.

You pick the closest empty bed to her office to lay down and hopefully try and sleep until morning. You lay over the covers and sheets feeling their cool temperature envelop you.

*First thing in the morning, * You ponder, laying an arm across your forehead. *I’ll need to find my body and find out who has it and what they know.*

You feel the stress and anxiety of the situation finally taking the time to weigh on you. You had tried your best to stay calm but felt like you wouldn’t be able to keep it up much longer.

You push the palms of your hands into your face and eyes, trying to keep yourself from feeling too emotional over this. *How am I going to fix this?* McCree’s face comes to mind and you can’t help but let a couple of tears run down your cheeks. *I can’t see him like this, but he’s the one I want to confide in the most.*

You silently cry out a little of the stress before finally trying to fall asleep. Reassuring yourself that this was temporary and that you would find a fix in the morning.

Continue reading what we have so far: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43355340

Enjoy! And let us know what you think! :D

[colemorrison]

guys i am so incredibly in love with soldier76

[acradelius]

Soldier with a transmasc s/o pls-

I need soldier comforting his partner over gender dysphoria and aggressively correcting people.

"I'll Make Sure That They Get It Right."

Fandom: Overwatch / Overwatch 2

Pairing: Soldier: 76 ("Jack Morrison") x Transmasc! Reader

Rating: Lime [🟢] - (Equivalent to PG-13)

Warnings/Mention Ofs: Transmasculine! Reader, Male Pronouns Used For Reader, Jack Isn't Necessarily Familiar With Transmasculinity - But He's Trying, Mentions Of Gender Dysphoria, Jack's Supportive Of Reader, Jack Accidentally Uses Wrong Pronouns, Jack Gets Agressive Whenever Correcting Others About Reader.

Word Count: 624 Words

Notes: Forgive me if any part of this, or even if all of it, happens to be incorrect or misinforming in any way, shape, or form. I'm not Trans myself, nor know of anyone who happens to be Trans, so I wrote this based on what I could find on the internet. Please let me know what I can do to correct it!

If you'd like to be tagged for all posts, certain fandom posts, or certain character posts then feel free to message me!

“Transmasculine?” Jack can't state that he's familiar with the exact word or its definition. He's definitely aware that there are other gender identities, gender expressions, or both, besides cisgender, but it's not exactly a topic that he keeps himself up-to-date with when it comes to the terminology and information. Ultimately, it takes (Y/N) sitting Jack down and explaining transmasculine for him to be able to wrap his mind around this new information. “It sounds quite.. simple.. to understand?” It still might take him some time to completely come to understand, as besides his partner explaining it to him Jack then takes it upon himself to do some more research on it, but he's trying! He's realizing that it's quite crucial that he's informed about this information, not only for the well-being of (Y/N), but for their success and well-being of their relationship as well.

While gender dysphoria is something else that’s also probably going to have to be explained to him, it’s definitely something that he could come up with ways to ease those thoughts that make (Y/N) upset at times, or even have days of being upset. Maybe trying on some of Jack’s clothes would help? Or even going and buying a wardrobe of clothes that would enhance (Y/N)’s masculine features? “Lookin’ handsome as always, love.” Are you needing assistance with chest binding perhaps? Don’t worry, Jack is definitely your guy. Well, it’ll probably take him a couple of times of hands-on experience before he manages to get the hang of it. “Which one would you prefer this time? Would you prefer the kinetic tape? Or just the actual binder?” He’s also on top of consistently asking if (Y/N)’s comfortable and if there’s any health concerns from using the binders. “Are you able to breathe well? Would you like me to tighten or loosen it? ..It’s not irritating your skin is it? If so, we could look into getting you some of this moisturizing cream that I typically use..” Jack would also be completely fine with (Y/N) using some of his products that have that masculine fragrance if that makes him feel better as well.

There happens to be some times that Jack accidentally slips up and accidentally uses the wrong pronouns when it comes to talking to (Y/N) or even talking about (Y/N) to someone else. If it happens, he’ll apologize and correct himself, also making sure that (Y/N) is okay and explain that it wasn’t his intention to accidentally misgender or misidentify him. His voice will be soft and reassuring, making sure to bring (Y/N) into his arms and hold them close to him. Yet, if it was someone else that was someone else that ends up misgendering (Y/N).. If it happens to be someone that’s unaware that (Y/N) is transmasculine, then Jack would loudly clear his throat, tilting his head as he narrows his eyes through his visor, speaking loudly enough for everyone to hear. “If you’re NOT AWARE, (Y/N) typically goes by HE/HIM pronouns, but it’s best to ask just in case (Y/N) has decided differently for the time being.” Yet, if the person happens to be aware and is just being an asshole by purposely misgendering and misidentifying (Y/N), then expect Jack to get aggressive, He won’t hesitate to become physical, getting a tight grip upon their arms and roughly slamming them up against the wall, glaring intensely. “If you don’t quit your shit, I will make sure that as long as you’re amongst the ranks of Overwatch, I WILL make your life an absolute hell. Therefore, consider this your only warning to respect (Y/N)’s identity and pronouns.”