a/n: i’m attached to this dumb dragon boy. i wanna know as well anon, so hopefully, that you enjoy these cute little blurps i wrote.
i’m also pretty hecka excited to see that someone is enjoying this!
“Genji we need to get uuuuuup.” you said while yawning, and smacking your significant other’s shoulder in a vain attempt at waking him up. Which didn’t work out, as Genji just curled around you, even more, burying his face into your neck so he could grumble about how it’s so much nicer and warmer here with you. In bed.
“Ugh, you giant lizard baby, I’ll open up the windows and let in all that nasty, gross summer heat.”
“Can we walk around without clothes?”
“Genji no.”
“Geji yes.”
“We have neighbors.”
“They won’t see us if we don’t get out of bed.”
All you could do was sigh which immediately dissolved into laughter, while you placed a quick kiss on his forehead. Your dragon lover is so silly sometimes.
“Alright, just a little bit longer for the sake of cuddling then were getting up,” you replied, running your hands through Genji’s hair and scratching his scalp with your nails. Enjoying that pleased rumbling noise that you earned from Genji.
Humans are weak. Their bodies fragile, bones that could be broken and ground into dust without much effort. Skin easily tore and bruised from the smallest of things. Their lifespans so much shorter than his own, what would be forty years for a human, it would all feel as if it was as fast as a blink of an eye to him.
Yet here he is with you, asleep and at peace, fingers entwined with his.
His greatest treasure of all, he would protect you and stay with you as long as he could.
a/n: another monster march post because the only one with enough power to stop me is mod knight but she’s asleep and everything is free game rn. i feel like i always write a little bit more when it comes to genji. hrrrrrm.
incubus genji/ human reader hc’s.
Incubus Genji:
Geji is a true gentleman with you, a very sappy and romantic one at that even by human standards.
If you are having a nightmare Genji will invade your dreams and help to pull you out of it.
Genji is in control of his desires, but he always wants to be near you. Wants to be able to touch you, hold you close, breath in your scent and just enjoy that cocoon of peace he feels when he is close to you.
Cuddling is one of those things that Genji loves doing whenever he can with you. Going as far as to wrap his tail around your leg and tuck himself into the hollow between your neck and shoulder.
Very sweet and will spoil you to no end because you deserve only the best.
PDA is a big thing with him, loves showing off how much he loves you to other’s, but if you are more of a behind closed door or subtle sort of PDA lover Genji will listen to what you are comfortable with.
Just tell Genji that you love him and he’s a mess. The boy loves you so much, and he will shower with love, affection and praises. Will thank you for loving something like him.
NSFW-ish:
Genji will sometimes go through moments of intense burning lust where neither of you will be on the roster for dispatch until it has passed, and boy when it first happened and you were away it was a living hell.
Is very possessive and territorial during this time, while he no longer becomes violent like he was in the past, he will star down any man, woman or creature that approaches you.
Will whisper sweet nothings into your ear, fingers tangled in your hair to look you directly in the eyes while he took you before invading your mouth with his tongue.
Ask that you ‘sing’ even louder for him so he can hear you calling his name and have it written into his very soul while he works you to completion.
Is a giant tease to get what you want from him to spill from your lips.
Will praise you the entire time, shower you with words of love and affection. Telling you how much he loves you and how good you are doing and how he will pay you back after this with a nice warm bath and a meal fit for a God.
Nails scratching and leaving imprints on your skin. Alternating between sucking and biting your neck sending shivers down your spine when he kisses each spot.
Will often lose himself in your pleasure, every fantasy, every dirty thought he found it and reveled in it.
Is a very, very weak man to cuddling after sex.
Blizzard, can I get a succubus Genji skin for Halloween this year? And pls make him show his face, kay? Thank you!
Needless to say, your few meetings with the creature in the cave wasn’t better than the first one. Though you were becoming less and less likely to bolt out of the cave in fear.
It was only after about six months of forcing your way into the creatures life did it seem to stop caring for you coming into its cave.
The wounds that littered its body were slow to heal, possibly due to how deep the wounds are.
You’ve grown attached to the smaller version of the large creature. It’s little ‘meeps’ earn a smile and a laugh from you.
The larger creature watches your interactions with the smaller one, a deep, rumbling laughter filled the cave echoing drawing your attention to it. This was the first time you’d heard it laugh.
You wouldn’t mind hearing it again.
A year later you later learned that the creatures name is Genji. He also tells you that the day you stumbled upon him was after his brother, the Dragon of the South Wind struck him down from the sky and about how he is now being hunted by those who believe if they are to defeat him they would gain the powers of a God.
Genji also apparently has a human form, but he chooses to not change into. Due to it being too weak and how unsightly it is for other’s to see. Besides staying in his Dragon form makes it harder for him to be taken down by human hunters.
After all the human body is weak, bone can be easily broken and flesh tore open at a well-placed attack. Humans are weaklings who lack the scales, claws, and fangs to protect themselves.
You ask Genji if he see’s you as a weak human being. He doesn’t answer you and you leave with a sad smile on your face and a good night.
Genji has grown attached to you, so when he doesn’t see you the next day he grows worried.
Where are you? Why haven’t you come to him? He’s so greedy for wanting more time with you, for wanting to keep you here with him so you can never leave. To make you a part of his treasure collection, but he kows that would upset you so he tries to bury that thought away.
After all if he feels this way then he should just ask you to be his instead of giving into his instincts to horde you away.
Genji rests his chin at the crook of your shoulder, nose brushing against the sensitive skin behind your ear. His warm exhales tickles, driving a shiver down your neck.
“What?” You ask him— or pretend to. It’s obvious why he has you backed up against him since it’s always a different version of the same story when you’re preparing for missions.
Genji is unapologetic when he responds, surrounding you with cybernetic limbs that clasp together. He speaks with his casual air that only enforces the depth of his anxiety rather than pardoning it. “I wanted to check in on you, see what you’re up to…”
“I’m doing what you should be doing, I’m getting ready to go.”
Genji refuses to let you go as you continue to gather your things and decides to sway with you as you reach for your supplies and equipment, packing methodically into a canvas bag, preparing for whatever fight you’ll be dropped into.
“So, how long do you plan on keeping this up for?”
“As long as I can,” Genji says sweetly. “Perhaps we can even go into the fight like this… With me close, no harm will come to you.”
“Such bravery,” you say, deadpan, packing your sidearm. “Thank you.”
Always showering you in love and affection no matter what
More concerned about your health than anything else
He likes to cook and often cooks hearty, nutritious meals
Always gently encourages you to eat such meals as they’ll help you get to a more regular weight
Doesn’t push you very much if you’re uncomfortable doing so
He’s proud of you and tells you so when you manage to though
Invites you to join him during his workouts; even if you don’t work out yourself (which would help build muscle and stimulate an appetite if you lack one), he’d like the company
You can sit on his back and play on your phone while he does push ups
Might try to convince you to check up with a doctor, just in case; again, though, he’d never force you to do anything you aren’t comfortable doing unless it becomes a major issue to your health
No matter what you decide to do or not do, he’s always supporting you and cheering you on
Never lets you go a day without hearing how amazing and perfect you are
Overall just an incredibly soft and sweet teddy bear trying to make sure his love feels healthy and loved
Genji Shimada
Gets up really early most of the time, so he leaves you sticky notes
Positive daily affirmations, sweet nothings, poems, “love you’s,” etc to make sure you start of your day bright and early
Along with something saying where he’s at
(Spoilers: He’s usually meditating and he’d love to have you join him)
When you’re up and he gets done with his morning routine, he hunts you down to smother you in your morning dose of physical and verbal affection
Makes an extra effort every time to tell you that your body is perfect and that he loves it just the way it is because he knows you’re particularly insecure about it
Meals are always nutritious and healthy, so even if you decide to not eat much you’re still putting something in your body that’ll keep you feeling well
Throughout the day he just likes to give you compliments and smooches and the like
He’s just a love bug
Honestly this man does not have a limit
He worships you
His mission is that someday you’ll never feel an insecurity again
You’re perfect and he hopes someday you’ll be able to see yourself the way he does
This was a commission for @fatedeniedhope that I had a lot of fun with because goofy Gabe is the best babe.
“Hey baby,” Gabe murmurs against your cheek as he kisses you in greeting.
“Hey yourself, handsome.” You turn to capture his lips, his warm hands sliding around your waist as his chin rests gently on the flesh of your shoulder, those dark eyes following your hands as they move.
“Did you go out today?” Gabe asks, inhaling slowly as he nuzzles your hair. “You smell like you did.”
“Yeah, I went to the mall, stopped by that one store.”
“The one with all of those essential oils and stuff?”
“Yeah, I got a new lotion.”
“Jasmine, right?” Gabe sniffs and sticks his tongue out in disgust.
“Too much?”
“A bit, it makes you smell like my Abuela.” You laugh, raising a hand to scratch his chin and he hums at your display of affection, happy you know he’s not serious. “Plus the oil smells weird, like some kind of chemical.”
“Would it cover an omega’s scent?” He nods, continuing to rub himself against your skin, trying to dispel the lotion’s musk. “I’ll give it to one of my coworkers then, maybe they can use it.”
“Good idea,” he hums, kissing your cheek. “My beta is so smart.”
“Your beta needs to get stuff done,” you laugh as you swat at his hands, trying to get him to release you.
“But you smell, I don’t want the entire house to smell like my grandmother.”
“And what do you intend to do about it?”
“Well, there’s a few things we could do. But only a few of them you’d like.”
“Well, you’d better hurry and think of a solution cause I’m about to go rub my face in our clean laundry.” Cackling, you bolt from his arms and sprint towards the side room, grinning as you hear him charging after you. False and empty threats spilling from his lips as he slides along the wooden floor in his attempt to grab you.
“Oh, no you don’t, conejito!” Gabriel manages to whip you around with one arm wrapped securely around your middle just as you grab the door to the machine, instead, he snags one of the scent masking dryer sheets and rubs it on your body as he laughs. Completely ignoring your half-assed struggle to get away from him and his onslaught. “Aye, mi vida! How’s that?” Finally, he lets you go and you gasp in between giggles, gently hitting his chest as he draws you close. His arms are warm and his lips are soft as he kisses you gently, inhaling dramatically as he does so. “Now you smell like Y/N and not my grandmother.”
“I happen to like your grandmother, she’s a nice woman.”
“Yeah, she is, but I would rather not associate her with my nasty thoughts about you.”
“Ooh, caliente, just how nasty are we talking?”
“She’d be wildly ashamed of her only grandson.”
“Yikes, that’s kinda weird.” You agree, making a face.
“Oh, yeah? Then maybe I’ll just keep my thoughts aallll to myself.” His hands slide down your sides to grope your ass lazily and you lean forward, lips just barely brushing his own.
“Maybe you should ask your abuela for tips? From what I’ve been told, she was pretty wild in her youth.” And with that, you pull away, unloading the washer into the dryer as Gabe thinks about what you’ve just said.
“Wait- no- hold on, what have you heard?” When you don’t answer him he takes the laundry from you, attempting to force you to answer him. But you don’t. “Y/N, what does that mean?”
“You should ask her about that concussion she got before your mom was born.”
“Y/N! Mi alma, please.”
“It’s not my sex life to disclose.” You grin as you exit the laundry room, leaving a now disturbed and dumbstruck Gabe behind you, clutching the wet clothes to his chest as he thinks long and hard about all the reasons he doesn’t want to be privy to his sweet, old Abuela’s secrets.
Everyone you know tells you that you are something special to him. He’s stoic and formal and quiet, they say, but not with you. You’re not so sure about that. He’s as mysterious to you as anyone else, vague and lighthearted.
He has shown you his true face before. A handsome yet scarred face, measured carefully to only express the emotions he desires to show you. But you concede that it’s often moments of kindness or laughter. He has a sense of humor but rarely smiles. Only around you.
Or does he? You shake your head. Maybe you’re tricking yourself into believing that. He probably smiles with lots of people. He’s gone for long stretches of time, on missions or somewhere far away. To meditate or train. Who knows what he does then? You don’t really ask but he doesn’t offer to tell you either.
Sometimes, he seems quieter than normal. The solemn kind of quiet that puts you a little on edge. Everyone says he seems cold or robotic. To you, he seems a little sad. Or lonely.
It’s just nice to be with him. You offer companionship and sometimes it is just the two of you with few words exchanged.
Sometimes, he teaches you how to fight, to punch fast, not harder. To strike with precision, to reserve your energy. You’re not nearly as swift or as strong as him, though his enhancements give him a certain edge in that race. He laughs when you point that out, asking if you would like to trade with him.
Sometimes, he tries to teach you how to meditate. It’s not easy to clear your head with him so near. You’ve practice and you think you are getting better. Except the one time you fell asleep after a particularly hard training session. All you remember is waking up in your bunk later that night.
Sometimes, he tells you stories. Of his homeland and of the pink trees and the trouble he used to get into. Of the mountains and of his master and his journey. Of missions of the past and dastardly criminals he had to apprehend.
You love to listen. You get the feeling that he does not share very often.
One day, he tells you he needs to go. A crisis calls for his aid, a dangerous mission with a need for subtly and subterfuge. Everyone is abuzz about it. It’s more serious than anything you’ve ever experienced.
He finds you to casually deliver the message that he, again, must go. You immediately tense up at the idea. You never like when he leaves but this time has you particularly on edge. You ask if he will be okay. He mentions a restaurant he likes and tells you he will treat you next time he’s back. He says so with a soft smile, a gesture of reassurance.
He starts to say his farewell and make his leave. In a moment of panic, you reach out and take his hand. It’s cold and sleek, the cybernetic fingers curling slightly around yours. He turns, eyebrows raised.
You ask him to promise to come home safe. You tell him you can’t lose him. “Because,” you stammer out, “I love you.”
Embarrassment flushes up to your face and it’s warm. You let go of his hand, staring at the floor with shallow breaths. You hadn’t meant to say all that.
You look up and his back is to you. He’s still, very still, and a million thoughts race through your head. Is he mad? Would he believe you if you said you were joking? Could things go back to normal, would he stay your friend?
He makes a movement and, for a second, you believe he will walk away without saying a word. But he turns to you. His face is hard but still unreadable.
You mumble out an apology.
He says nothing but reaches for your hand, holding it up with his. He closes his eyes and leans his head down, pressing his scarred lips to the tips of your fingers. You shudder at the slight graze across your skin.
“I will always come back to you.” He smiles. In the way that he only ever smiles for you.
McCree x Reader, Genji x Reader, Hanzo x Reader (separate)
McCree
You sat at your desk, taping your pencil on the open notebook laid out in front of you. Yes, it was quite old fashioned to be using pencil and paper to write and sketch out ideas, but it always helped to express the way you wanted things.
You had been up late into the night, lead dragging across paper as you focused on your work; your tongue poking out of your mouth in concentration. You hadn’t bothered to glance at the clock, finding no particular need to as the dark night sky could be seen through a window.
“This doesn’t look right…” You mumbled to yourself, eyes scanning over the strokes, tilting your head to the side, your lip between your teeth.
“Darlin’,” The oh-so-familiar southern accent filled your ears, pulling you away from your work, “What are ya doin’ up?”
“Huh?” You spun around in your chair, facing the male who stood behind you — or now in front — dressed in his pajamas.
He leaned against the doorway, letting out a soft yawn, his sleepy eyes catching yours.
“I was just finishing up somethings,” You began nodding your head to your work, “I was gonna be heading off once I finished.”
Jesse pouted his bottom lip before stepping in, taking hold of your wrist, lifting your hand to meet his lips. You blushed at the gesture, eyes widened as you hesitantly pulled away.
“Ya need to take better of yaself, Darlin’. I know ya wanna finish yer project, but sleep is more important.” He said, a displeased tone hinting in his words.
You sighed, slowly nodding your head, “Fine, but let me finish this real quick and I promise I’ll head off to bed, okay?” You tried to make a deal.
Jesse stayed quiet, “Okay. Then off to bed with ya.” He mumbled.
You smiled softly, “Goodnight.” You stood up, wrapping your arms around him in a hug, the male soon returning one.
“Goodnight, Darlin’.” He tiredly spoke, hooking his finger under your chin and lifting your head up, connecting his lips to yours.
You felt butterflies dance around in you stomach — having never kissed Jesse before. Your cheeks heated up significantly more than when he placed his lips on the back of your hand. You kissed him back before pulling away, being met with a sleepy grin from Jesse.
“Goodnight.”
Genji
You shot awake, heart racing and covered in sweat. You held your hand to your chest, gasping for air as you tried to calm your beating heart.
‘Another nightmare.’ You thought, groaning as you sat up.
It all seemed so real; being in a battle with Talon, your comrades beside you until they all began to perish, falling at the feet of Talon soldiers. Your boyfriend, Genji, had protected you, shielding you from the rain of bullets that came down on you, violently yelling at you to run before he too crumbled to the ground.
You rubbed your eyes, tears caressing your skin. The thought of losing everyone, losing Genji, was painful. The dream had driven you to tears; imagining the people you loved and cared for had died in battle with the enemy.
Slowly, you peeled back your blankets, shivering as your heated skin came in contact with the cool air. You shuffled around in the dark, stepping into your slippers before leaving your room, hearing the door shut behind you.
You made your way to Genji’s quarters, always being comforted with his presence — especially at a time like this. You gave a small knock on his door, careful not to wake anyone that could be up. You waited for a few minutes, rubbing the back of your arm.
The door before you opened, revealing the cyborg. His faceplate was gone, leaving his captivating, ambers eyes and scar-littered skin vulnerable under your eyes.
“Another one?” Was all he said, receiving a nod from you, “Come here.” He murmured, arms wide for a hug.
You took it, your arms coming up to wrap around his middle, your face in the crook of neck.
“That bad?” He asked, his hand stroking the back of your head, fingers tangling in a few locks of your hair.
You nodded again, squeezing him tighter as your mind flashed the image of him dying, wrenching your heart.
“Want to talk about it?”
You paused before shaking your head no, “Not right now.”
He could tell you were shaken up, particularly used to you showing up at his door at night after a nightmare. Your quivers bottom lip, trembling shoulders and tear-stained cheeks were enough to tell him.
“Then let’s get inside.” He said, guiding you to his bed.
You laid down, doing your ritual — whenever you came into his room after the nightmares — kicking your slippers off and crawling under the covers, pulling Genji down to lay beside you.
You both stayed together in silence for a few moments; nothing awkward, it was just you both basking in each other’s company. His arms were around you, holding you close to his body, chin resting on top of your head.
“Thank you.” You mumbled softly.
“No need to thank me. I’m glad to do this.” He said, his thumb gliding over your shoulder.
You looked up into his eyes, immediately noticing the affection they held before leaning in, pressing your lips to his. Genji automatically melted in, a first surprised by your sudden confidence to kiss him, but that was soon washed away.
The kiss was sweet; holding many unsaid words behind it, expressing how you both felt.
You both pulled away, eyes heavy lidded before moving in closer; no space between your bodies. Your head returned to the base of his neck, tangling your legs with his before slowly drifting off to sleep, knowing full well the nightmares wouldn’t touch you while in Genji’s arms.
Hanzo
Today Hanzo was set to travel back to Hanamura on a mission. It was said that their was Talon movement sighted there and there was a need for stealth.
The Shimada brothers had volunteered themselves without hesitation; it was once there home, no matter how many dark memories took place there.
You bit your lip at the news, hearing your boyfriend and his brother were to be leaving in the next few hours to come. You hadn’t seen him all day, knowing he was currently preparing for his departure. Everyone knew how this mission could turn for the worse; Talon capturing the brothers and try to draw information out of them using different methods.
You were scared. Not at the thought of them giving away information on Overwatch, knowing full neither of them would ever speak no matter how agonizing the forms of torture were. No, you were scared of Hanzo falling at the feet of a low Talon soldier. You were scared of losing him.
You paced back and forth, your nails becoming shorter and shorter as time inched by, your teeth taking away bits as your mind reeled different scenarios in your head — each one of them negative and making your heart rate pick up.
You had faith that they would come back unharmed, but you still feared for their safety; no other teammates to rely on and no backup to arrive when things got hairy — it would just be Genji and Hanzo.
You heard the call over the speakers, Athena announcing the amount of time until the brothers’ departure.
‘Only 5 minutes.’ You repeated to yourself, making your way to where the boys currently loaded their ship with supplies.
You caught sight of Hanzo, his hair tied back with a deep blue ribbon you had gifted him a few weeks after your first date. Your heart fluttered as he looked up to see you, a smile toying at the corner of his lips.
Other Overwatch agents had join with you, saying their ‘farewell’s and ‘good luck’s to the two males. Time ticked by and soon it was time for the two to leave.
Hanzo stood before you, hand cupping your cheek as his thumb glided against your cheekbone, “I will come back to you.” He said, gazing into your eyes, his voice low enough for his words to only reach you.
“Promise?” You placed your hand on the back of his, leaning into his gentle touch.
“I promise.” He nodded before pulling away.
You had wanted to hug him, tell him you loved him, but, knowing the male, he’d most likely give you a grunt, reminding you that he was not a fan of displaying affection in front of others.
He whispered a ‘goodbye’ to you before turning his back, making his way to the ship.
You reached out and took hold of his forearm, stopping him in his tracks. Your fellow agents glanced over at you two in utter confusion; why had you stopped him?
“What is it?” Hanzo asked.
You blushed before gathering the courage to tug him toward you, colliding your lips into his. You shut your eyes savoring the sensation of his lips pressed to yours; Hanzo’s eyes widened in shock. A few people whistled at your actions.
You pulled away from him before he had the chance to think of kissing back, “Stay safe.”
“I will.” He murmured before taking the lead and pulling you into a short kiss, his face lit aflame from the boiling embarrassment that began to churn in his stomach as he board the ship, leaving you to deal with your own flushed cheeks.
Thank you! I’m sorry this came out a bit late, I have a lot of homework right now. Sorry that Zen’s got so short, I’m not that great at writing for him.
Zenyatta.
“What are you doing?”, Zenyatta chuckled as you kissed his robot cheek.
“Giving you love.”, you smiled.
“Well, I don’t have lips but…”, he pressed his face on your forehead, “Mwah…”, he made the noise of a kiss. You laughed as he laid his head in your lap.
“That was the sweetest noise I’ve ever heard.”, you giggled and looked at his face.
“… thank you?”, he turned his head to yours. You took your chance and peppered his face with more kisses which made him chuckle.
Genji.
Genji wasn’t that confident in himself when it comes to cuddling, but he does like to show that you’re his. So the closest overwatch agents were all sitting in the main room watching TV.
Genji was resting at the armrest of the couch and watching the movie. One by one everyone temporarily left, came back and temporarily left again for different reason. Maybe paperwork, maybe getting more popcorn. Anyways, you and Genji were all alone once again and this is where you decided to make your move.
You inch even closer to him and rest your back on his chest and get yourself up on his lap.
“Well, hello there.”, Genji smiled in surprise.
“Hi!”, You smile back and give him a peck on the cheek right below one of his scars.
“Are you sure you’re comftreble?”, he wrapped his arms around you.
“Yeah…”, you snuggle your head under his chin. He kissed your temple and laid back as you wrapped a blanket around the both of you. Neither of you really paid attention to the movie anymore and finally you just turned to him. You lips met each others and you made out for a while until somebody came in.
“Ugh… get a room!”, Hana said and sat down on the other side of the couch with a new bowl of popcorn and her phone.
You felt your face get warmer and when you looked at Genji his face was just as red as you felt like you were. He smiled at you and you leaned against him again.
Hanzo.
He wasn’t very affectionate, he loved you but he didn’t show it that often.
So you decided to make something special for him. You had tidied up the place and made everything cozy.
“What is this?”, he asked, surprised, when he got home.
“I want to do something special for you!”, you smiled from the couch. He walked over to the couch and sat down next to you.
“You didn’t have to do anything for me, you know.”, he smiled.
“I know, I just wanted to.”, you kissed his cheek. He immidietly got flustered and tried to hide it.
You sat down so you could see his back and started massaging him. Hanzo was tense but easily relaxed. He sighed of relief as you massaged his shoulders and back.
“Thank you, I really needed that.”, he smiled when you stopped.
“My pleasure.”, you smiled and planted a kiss on his neck. You laid down on his lap as he ran his fingers through your hair.
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