You two will definitely talk about kids, for this, you can have two possibilities… he might wanna have kids of his own, or just don’t, he will be to scare to raise a kid like his father did with him.
If you accidentally break something in the house, he will be the one to repair it, he loves to be needed.
Another thing that you will talk about it’s taxes… What married couple doesn’t talk about that?, But thank God money it’s not a problem for the both you, working for Overwatch leaves a lot of money.
Hanzo loves to buy cake after work, he always surprise you with one every night, you will make tea and just rest with him in the backyard while eating the cake.
He loves to dance with you in the kitchen while you’re cooking, especially slow dances. He just loves to hold you in his arms, he’s a lucky motherfucker because you’re his s/o.
“(Y/N), put that back, we don’t need that…” This is something that you hear a lot when you both go shopping, sometimes he’s right, sometimes he’s not… You want what you want.
Fights?… Well, been married comes with that… The couples that say they don’t fight are lying, there’s always something that will make you fight with him…
You asked Hanzo if he wanted to buy a house in Japan, you will be more than happy to live there, this made him realize how much you loved him, sacrifice everything you had on your natal country, family, friends, everything you are used to, just to !ale him happy… He might cried, but he won’t say anything.
No one touches your garden… Not even Hanzo, that’s some that you do just for you, you love Hanzo, but we all need something that it’s just for us, you… The Garden, Hanzo… Meditating and training.
You tried to learn Japanese for him, the first time you loved him in Japanese, he cried like a baby.
Of you have kids, in the house there are three/two langues you all speak, Japanese, English and your natal language.
When you argue, it’s in English, but sometimes it can be in Japanese, you’ve been learning and you can defend yourself in that language.
He’s your best friend, he loves you more than anything and he will do anything for you.
He’s the type of father that will not allowed his kid to get up from the table till they eat all the veggies.
In from of everybody … He’s a cold man and he pretends that he doesn’t have feelings, but not with you or his kids… He’s such a lovable father and husband, he loves playing with his kids.
“Dad… Can you help me with my homework?” Sure he will! , Hanzo it’s the type of father that he doesn’t know how to explain his kid the homework, he won’t give up till he finds a way.
He’s the type of husband that will buy his s/o something to wear in bed, just for him.
GENJI SHIMADA.
Honestly?… Been married to this man is the most annoying thigh in the world, in the good way.
Genji gets the best and the worst of you.
He loves making you scream… Not only bed… He thinks that you look gorgeous when you’re angry.
He will love to have kids with you, that’s the first thing he talked to you about in the honeymoon.
He counts the hours so he can home to you and rest in your arms.
Fights are not that common, he makes you scream… Yes, but you don’t fight, normally when you scream to him, he’s laughing at you.
“Genji for fuck sake! Don’t leave your underwear in the bathroom floor!”.
You travel a lot, his goal is to travel around the world the love of his life, you.
If he comes late from work, you will wait for him in the couch, he usually finds you asleep, he carries you to your room, he hugs you and falls asleep with you.
“Mom/Dad… Can I go out?”.
“Ask your dad…”.
“Dad… Can I go out with some friends?”.
“Ask your mom/dad…”.
“OH MY GOD!”.
He will try to bond with his kids, he will love if his little boy/girl trust him like a friend.
He’s the type of father that will follow his daughter to her first date… He needs to make sure that no one breaks her heart.
Expect a flower everyday.
He hates cooking, he really never learned how to, so when you’re not home and he needs to feed the kids, he will order pizza or take them to McDonald’s.
The same as for Hanzo… You asked him if he wanted to live in Japan or in your natal city, he was happy that you asked, but he doesn’t really care, his home is where you are.
He takes decoration really serious. He made angry the Home Depot guy… What?! Genji wanted the dark brown wood, not light dark brown.
Something’s broken in the house?… No worries, your man can handle anything… Can he?
When the two of you shower together, expect that to be a concert, he knows all that songs that you love, so he will make you sing, like it or not.
If you’re showering alone, he will open the hot water just to prank you.
Soba it’s not a dog… So the two of you will adopt one, Soba is more like a cat.
things i attempted a good write for this: roleplay, dirty talking, light bondage (genji could easily break free, but choose not to) and a very bold first attempt at writing dick stepping. i hope that this is all okay, practice does make perfect tho!
THANK YOU FOR BLESSING MY GARBAGE BLOG WITH THIS BEAUTIFUL CONTENT???? also unsure if you wanted me to write for it but it was too good and got way long I’m so sorry. BUT–
This boy is delusional AF and nothing you say or do could ever convince him that you weren’t as madly in love with him as he was with you. He saw the way you looked at him (i.e.: you didn’t look at him as though he was a monster like all the other girls.) To him, that made you perfect. A goddess. You were the first to treat him with genuine kindness, and not just because you had to as a coworker. You invited him to coffee.
“If you can have coffee?” You had said jokingly. “Does that mask come off?”
That was the first time he had genuinely laugh in so long. Finally, something other than Talon this and Talon that. He fell for you. Hard. He never knew what it was that you saw in him, but he became incredibly possessive. Another ugly emotion of his that he had to hide from you. It was painful not being able to push away others that came near you, for fear of making you hate him.
He got his chance at night, watching you at night to ensure your safety. It also gave him the chance to turn away (or murder) anyone that came knocking at your door in the late hours. It was a plus when you would be upset with them come tomorrow, all of your suitors seemingly too afraid to come near anymore.
But his favorite part of the night? Watching your serene form as you slept. So still and quiet, a strange opposite to your usually bubbly and talkative attitude. It tempted him so often. Tempted him to crawl in that bed beside you, feel your soft skin as you dreamed. He didn’t dare touch you when you were awake for fear of ruining what you had.
He was your shoulder to cry on, always dishing him the latest gossip on your regular coffee dates. It was his own little slice of heaven. These ‘dates’ pushed him to the edge in a dangerous way, though. Watching you drink your coffee gave him the idea to drug you, slipping some sedative in your drink when you slipped away to the bathroom. Not enough to knock you out, only do make you feel drowsy and sleep a little heavier than normal when he brought you home.
He slipped quietly into your room that night, reaching a tentative hand out to cup your face. You didn’t stir, so he slipped the comforter from your body, crawling up the length of the bed to settle between your legs, dragging the soft panties from your hips as he nearly cried with joy (if he even could cry anymore.)
You know he is gonna eat you out like a man starved, thanking whatever Gods were listening that Hanzo had left him his tongue to taste you. You tasted like heaven, and watching you writhe as soft, half-moans left your mouth did things to him that hadn’t happened in a long time.
Mercy and Moira were kind enough to equip him with a synthetic cock that was almost like the real thing (save for a little bigger, a little more textured, and bright fuckin’ red.) But he could still feel the pleasure, which is what really mattered to him.
You came undone a few times, which he happily lapped up between torturing your clit and his little bites to your thighs. You were nice and wet now, but he was careful in pressing in his fingers one by one to ensure no pain would wake you up when the real fun started. He admired the way your brows knitted together when he pressed at the spongey spot deep inside you, and it made him wonder who you were dreaming of.
When he deemed you relaxed enough, he took his cock in hand, swallowing nervously as he slid the slimy appendage against your folds. You squirmed as he pressed against your entrance, holding his breath as your warmth engulfed the head of his cock, and he almost came then and there. He had been a bit of a play boy when he was human, but he had never felt pussy as good as your’s. You were tight, and he swore softly in Japanese as he pushed forward again, earning a soft whimper from you. He could tell you were probably being stretched by his cock, if the way you breathed slightly harder gave anything away.
Never the less, he pushed onward and bottomed out, sighing shakily as he felt your tight walls fluttering around him. He pulled out slowly, reveling in the way you felt as he dragged out of you, pushing back into you just as slowly as he hilted once more. He stilled, opting to tease your clit to feel your insides milk he cock as he moaned quietly. It had been so long since he had felt this way. Felt… human… It made you even more perfect in his eyes.
He leaned down and hesitated, unsure if he should blemish your perfect lips with a kiss from his scarred ones. In the end, it was too tempting to deny, pressing his lips to yours as his hips rolling into yours, making love to your sleeping body slowly, only a soft twitching of your hips as his tongue plunged into your slightly open mouth, his appendage playing with your own in the soft cavern of your mouth.
This slow pace was killing him, but he hated to ride you hard and fast, waking you up and ending your fun. But, you just felt so good, it was hard to keep his thrusts controlled. It had been so long, he could feel himself nearing the edge, but he was determined to make you come before he finished. He worked your clit furiously, watching as your back arched and your hips bucked and writhed as he brought you pleasure.
He shifted his hips, angling in such a way that had soft, little moans pouring out of your lips once more. Your head turned as you dreamed, as though you were shaking your head ‘no’ and he growled, going back to kissing you to still your head. You returned it in a half-awake manner, squealing as your climax wracked through your body, his fingers teasing you through your orgasm.
He came shortly after, desperate to come inside of you, but opting to do it on your stomach, something he could easily wipe off with a paper towel. Kissing your head, he hating having to leave you so soon, admiring your still sleeping form. Lips red and puffy from all his kissing, face so relaxed and serene.
Here you go! To Teach, To Keep part two! This is very NSFW and heavy noncon! Beware! Also I was very tired when writing this cause its finals week, so it might not be the best but hey
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