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I don’t know why everyone writes Mama!Shimada as if she’s dead already, maybe she was still alive and went through all the pain of losing her husband, but she watched Hanzo turning into a leader and tried to guide him until the elders finally corrupted him and convinced him of killing Genji, and the pain of losing both of her sons to finally turning into the matriarch of the clan. (1/2)

I think everyone writes her as already dead because if she were alive, it would open a new can of worms.

What kind of character was she? If she were alive, what kind of impact would she have on Hanzo and Genji? If she were alive, why did Hanzo leave her (assuming she would stay in Japan)? Did she want him to stay, leave, or did she even care? How do her sons feel about her?

I’d rather save my efforts for characters who already exist. If we knew more about Sojiro, perhaps people would be motivated to write a wife!reader.

A multiple genji fic would be very interesting to read!! I’d love to read it if you end up writing it

I fucking would love to write this!!! It is one of my goals as a fanfiction writer. 

There are a few things ahead of this. I gotta finish Kitty Kompanion. And that new chapter of Between the Demons I’d been working on. I might be due to open requests so I’m forced to write someone other than Genji for once. It’s refreshing and keeps me sane. That’s what’s up with me!

McCree! For um this one: “better get your dad jokes ready.“ Cause I can see McCree being the dad jokes kinda dude. Thnaks so much! Female S/O who is also the one preggers, please.

You just returned home from a doctor’s appointment. Jesse was there to greet you, thankfully with no cigarillo lit at the moment.

“So how’d it go?” he asked as you walked past him to the kitchen.

“Fine.”

“Jus’ fine? Doc say anything else?”

Jesse followed you, watching you gathered the necessarily things to make yourself coffee. You kept your back to him.

“I’m fine! Perfectly healthy.”

“Ehhhhh, I get the feelin’ you’re hiding somethin’.”

“What could I be hiding?” you asked, getting out some decaf grounds from the cupboards.

“Ah dunno.”

“Look, I have a present for you,” you said, handing him a small plastic shopping bag.

He took it, but he glanced up at your face, feeling that you were distracting him from the current topic with this present. He opened the bag and fished out a book. He squinted at the cover.

“Big Book of…Dad Jokes?”

“I figured you better get your dad jokes ready,” you told him.

You patted your stomach and grinned wide.

Jesse finally understood. A grin slowly spread across his face, as well. He took a wide step forward to gather you into a tight hug. Jesse was unusually silent, just holding you. You expected him to pick you up and spin you about, but no. Then he started to tremble.

“Baby? Are you-are you crying?”

He sniffled and said, “Maybe.”

“Awwww,” you murmured, rubbing his back lightly.

“J-just never thought this w-would happen,” he sobbed.

You let him cry it out on your shoulder, still rubbing his back. After he was done, he promised with a wink to make you regret buying the book.

Imagine having a quickie with Genji in a side hallway, his breath hot on your ear as he says “I bet you want someone to find us. You’re filthy” while pumping hard into you, a hand on your mouth to keep you quiet

lemme just write this real quick bullshit for u b/c i was already thinkin about it before i got this ask (so if errors, too bad my dude)

“It’s hot!!” you whine loudly.

“You’re hot,” Genji purrs, slipping a hand under your thin shirt. He can’t help himself; you look so good in those jean shorts and that skimpy top.

You’d shove him away, but his cool, metal hand feels great on your skin. The heat is melting your brain, so he talks you into following him (with increasing contact with his cold body) into a shaded alley. One with cool, dark red, brick walls to lean against. But Genji doesn’t let you. Oh, no.

No, he pulls away the plate covering his crotch, a string of precum connecting it to the head of his cock. You hum in pleasant surprise. Genji pulls you close with arms around your waist and the plate in one hand. He slides his cock between your legs, hardening from the contact with your soft skin. He pulls your leg up around his hip and holds it there. Then he works his cock up into your shorts leg and past your panties.

It’s a tight fit, only enough for him to fit inside you and not much else. You hide your face in his neck, swearing softly. But you never told him to stop.

“I bet you want someone to find us. You’re filthy,” Genji whispers, rocking his hips ever so slightly.

You gasp and hold him tightly.

“Stop?” he asks.

“No.”

Genji works his way up to short, punctuating thrusts up into your tight heat, with a few seconds space in between. He enjoys your yelps into his neck. He’s wearing a open-mouth grin behind his mask, panting. The space between thrusts steadily decreases, and your volume increases inversely. The little shit tries to shush you, but you can’t tell him off at the moment. You can only hang on for the ride, digging your fingers and thumbs into the crevices of his waist.

Your last bit of reasoning suggests you shove his scarf in your mouth to muffle your whines, so you do. You forget about the semi-public space you’re in, and he fucks you until you cum on his cock. Then he lets himself spurt up into you.

You two remain like that. Your legs are tired, but you cling to him. You’re worried if he slips out, a mess will slip down onto your inner thighs. He will eventually from going soft, but you stay like this for now.

He sighs happily, rocking your body side-to-side.

“You’re such a good fuck,” he says.

The normally eloquent man sometimes surprises you with offensive language, so you slap his back for it (and everything else that he did to you), and grumble “Fuck you,” around the scarf still in your mouth.

Hi! Seems like there’s not much about Blackwatch!Genji, he need more love, so please let him got the news from his s/o that she’s pregnant with prompt number 9! I wonder how will he react to that XD thanks!

“I’m pregnant.”

Those two words drove Genji away. And into a rage, you learned later. Tore up a training room, costing Overwatch a tidy sum. He hurt no one but his own cybernetics, thankfully, and gave himself a new tiny scar just below his right eye. Hearing that detail hurt you the most.

Commander Reyes kept you separated after that. He sat you down in his office and explained that Dr Ziegler was cramming psychology courses in her free time (you were taken aback that she had any free time at all) in order to get through to Genji and convince him the world wasn’t coming to an end. He trusted her the most besides you, and bringing an outside shrink in to deal with him might not be the best course of action.

It was of course upsetting, but you had a baby on the way. You sucked it up and went to work at the desk job Blackwatch gave you. You gave birth to a baby girl, and you hadn’t seen hide nor hair of Genji the whole time.

He did show up, tentatively approaching, at baby Sophie’s six month mark. He looked different. Gone was the angry red and black. He was covered in silver and white and maroon. You couldn’t see his face. He promptly removed the mask covering his eyes and asked if he could see her. You were holding her, so he came up beside you to get a look at her face.

“She’s beautiful,” he said in awe.

You smiled at that, and his posture relaxed.

“She has both our best features,” Genji continued, giving her tiny nose barely a poke with the pad of his finger. He sighed dramatically. “Unfortunately, that means I’m going to have to murder every man on the planet.”

Lately I been thinking bout Sentai genji fuckin me with his mask on to hide his identity and the distorted robotic voice huffing and panting

I love that!!!1 Even with his mask on, you know who’s underneath. 😉 One of my favourite scenarios with Sentai Genji is he’s in between fighting evil doers, so you fuck in a side alley somewheres, with just the necessary amount of clothing moved aside or pulled down. 😮 With his hands stuffed in your shirt or down your pants. 👌👌👌

maybe with him like this (NSFW)

Oooh, baby prompts! What about #27 with McCree?

Heck yeah! Jesse dealing with mood-swings like a sweetie:

“Honey, yer pregnant. That’s all baby. You look beautiful.”

“Mhmm,” was all you would reply, and you threw another piece of clothing to the floor. You went back to digging through your closet, but you knew you wouldn’t find anything. Currently, you were in your skivvies.

“Let’s just go get ya some new dresses. Real pretty.”

“No,” you insisted, shaking your head, “Not again. We spent all this money…”

“Pumpkin, you have to,” Jesse softly pleaded with you. He walked towards you and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind. He patted your rounded stomach. “You can’t go everywhere buck naked. As much as I would like,” he added under his breath.

You had happily bought maternity clothes months ago. Today, they no longer fit. You grew bigger than anticipated for your first pregnancy. You were frustrated. You felt fat. That if the clothes didn’t fit, there was something wrong with you.

Jesse knew this was nonsense, and he was amused at how fussy you were being. He rocked you gently as you huffed. He tickled you with his beard, one of the tricks he used to get you to laugh and smile. Instead you stepped out of his embrace and spun to face him.

“Are you calling me ‘pumpkin’ because I’m shaped like one?” you demanded to know.

He put up hands defensively.

“Now, that’s the hormones talkin’.”

You looked down and frowned at yourself.

“That’s true,” you huffed. “I’m sorry, Jesse!”

You came back into his arms, about to cry, and feeling really bad.

“Hush, now. You think I can stay mad at you?”

“so… i have some news.“ and pre!fall gabe? hmmm maybe reaper instead? could be more interesting! up to you! thank you!

I chose to go with Reaper. He’s my fave of the two.

“Hey,” you said.

“Hey,” Reaper replied.

“So…I have some news.”

“Yeah?”

“Babe, I’m pregnant.”

Reaper growled, “If you’re joking…”

The look you gave him made him instantly regret asking that. Reaper never thought that would happen. Ever. His brain squeaked to a halt.

Before his ‘death’ and subsequent joining of Talon, he and his lover had wanted to adopt. Assuming Gabriel was dead, he moved on. He got married to a woman and had his own child. Gabriel found out, believing he would never get the same chance. He was wrong. Here you were, showing him the positive pregnancy tests. Four of them. You knew he would be doubtful if you just brought one.

“…Babe. Babe, are you alright?”

He shooked his head slightly, jerked out of his thoughts by your voice.

“’M fine. In fact,” he said, dropping his voice low. He wrapped his arms around your hips and hoisted you over his shoulder. “You look fine, too.”

He chuckled seductively and walked you towards the bedroom. You wiggled and gently protested.

“I just want cuddles! The baby’s making me tired.”

Reaper stopped in his tracks and whispered, “Baby…” to himself coarsely, still in disbelief.

You patted at his back. You had to restart your boyfriend’s brain again before he would start walking again. You got your cuddles. In silence. Stunned silence. It was so cute how in awe Gabriel was. He slapped your hands away grumpily when you teased him about it, pulling at his cheeks. Which made you laugh.