This would be such a classic comedy moment. Hanzo/Genji is giving it to you hard, you’re moaning and crying out, and all the sudden there’s a dragon in the middle trying to fight its own master off of you. Makes Hanzo/Genji wonder who the dragons are really loyal too.
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ok but! i kno this might be sorta wild but what if someone hacked genji into loving them and made him fuck them … liiike he IS half robot/omnic so,,its possible
You smirked softly as you fiddled with the tech you’d stolen from sombra’s database, capturing her was juvenile, Overwatch needed your finesse and now you were here, running it better than Morrison ever could with respect and power, the only thing is. . you lack something else. Something all your hard work could never get you, when he smiled at her, thanked her for healing, hugged her… you burned with envy and pain. You loved Genji Shimada, but his heart belonged elsewhere, and at first you thought you could handle it, you’d done everything to get over him. Fuck his brother, fuck his friends, asked Reinhardt and Ana for advice on how to get over loving someone you could never have and for a while it worked, barely but it numbed the pain that never really did stop… Until that night. She walked down the hall with her perfect blonde hair and stupid curves, smiling and bragging about the gifts Genji brought her. You knew what you had to do.
You spent all night hacking into his system, something Angela could never detect during a routing physical of his tech, and now you were ready to command him. You summoned him to your room and no later than you pressing enter on the command did he walk in, eyes glowing a soft green as he made his way to your desk, eyes lidded as he leaned in and kissed you deeply, your lips curling into a smirk as he pulled you in closer, lifting you so that your legs could wrap around him as his lips and tongue went to work on yours, until they made their way to your neck, kissing and sucking lovingly as you moaned and whimpered in pleasure.
“G..Genji~!” He whimpered as he placed you on the desk, grinding against you with a growl as he tore your top open eagerly. The tech was working, you couldn’t help but smirk and moan louder when Angela walked by, her eyes in shock as Genji spread your legs.
“I love you…” He said softly, those three words catching Angela’s ears before she stormed off, you getting the last smirk in before his tongue went to work, making you weak, toes curled and back arched.
“G..genji…”
“What, you think my system can be overridden?” He smirked, his eyes turned a glowing red as he unlatched his bottom armor, pulling his throbbing erection out, “Lets teach you a lesson on why we shoudn’t mess with people’s heads.”
Hi! My brain has been doing a big sad lately, so if requests are open could I have some Genji fluff/comfort/whatever you wanna write? (I’mma be a lil shy about asking but maybe the first time sees s/o cry?) Please & thank you! (Hope you guys are doing alright btw! :))
a/n: here you go anon! i feel like i didn’t hit everything you asked for in your request, but i was pretty happy with what i typed out so i hope that you enjoy it!
Genji’s heart absolutely breaks when he hears that first tearful wail claw it’s way past your lips, the broken sobs and pauses in your breathing from crying have him wrapping you up in his arms in no time. The soft, soothing shushing, and hand running through your hair and the slight back and forth rocking that follows after he pulls you into his lap.
Letting you hide your face against his form, it’s now that Genji wishes his body was a little bit kinder to lean against, but he just holds you close. Helping you to calm down, and wiping away the tears that slipped from your eyes while you calmed down.
Removing his mask from his face, Genji placed his forehead against yours while you regained control of your breathing, and using your sleeve to wipe your nose and tears.
“I’m sorry.” your voice is broken, quite and shaky from crying. If it is possible for someone to hold you closer, then Genji does and presses kisses all over your face.
“You never have to apologize for crying. Never.” Genji’s voice is firm, and he holds you close for as long as he feels is okay to keep you tucked against his body before he deems it time to cuddle in the bed. Something that gets a laugh and a small smile out of you, that just lights up Genji’s world and he cannot resist the urge to give you another small kiss.
Heyy there! If it’s okay, i would like to request some cuddling w/ baihu genji (big soft tiger boy)?
a/n: here you go anon!
The ethereal white tiger laid curled around you, the warmth that came from the tiger is equal to the light and floaty feeling that accompanied being so close to him like this. A happy sigh, you pressed your face against the tiger’s soft fur, breathing in sync with the rise and fall of the tiger’s chest.
Waking up you would find yourself curled up in the arms of a handsome young man, whose eyes are closed, a smile on his face and happy mumbling (or purring you’re still not sure) while his face moved back and forth on your chest, with his hands kneading your back.
You couldn’t help but laugh. Loving the way you’re over cuddly lovers house cat like qualities would often appear at the funniest of moments. Placing a kiss on the side of his lips, tracing them with your finger afterward before you nuzzled your nose against his, just enough for those beautiful eyes of his to open up.
“Mmm? Time to get up?” Genji asked, that sleepy tone making his voice sound like music to your ears.
“No sweetie, let’s stay like this a little bit longer,” you replied, wrapping your arms around him enough to tell him that the two of you would get up a little bit later, for now, just warmth and cuddles.
The Ninja Under Your Bed Ch 3
Genji stood in your room like a black and red demon about to haunt you. It actually wasn’t as bad as it looked. He had permission to be there. You were snoozing again. Honestly, that’s how he preferred you. Silent. That’s how he preferred anyone, lately. He liked you just fine; he just didn’t want to talk right now.
In his metal hand, he held a bag of konpeito. Genji wanted to repay you for being a good friend to him. Konpeito had good memories for him. His mother used to give them to Hanzo every once in a while to make him smile. That started his weakness for sweets, Genji supposed. He liked konpeito, just not as much as Hanzo did. Genji hoped you smiled like Hanzo when you found the bag.
Genji was trying to decide where to leave the candy, and he didn’t notice that his nervousness made his cybernetic hand slowly ball into a fist. The bag exploded, whole and crushed pieces of the candy raining all over the floor. Damn! He just knew he shouldn’t have bothered. Genji scanned the floor, trying to decide what to do next. How silly he would look, trying to clean up the mess if you woke up soon. And how foolish.
Ahhhh, fuck! He got so frustrated, he left.
“Genji…?” He heard as he was a few steps from your room. Bah, he could find you later. Then, “OW!! …WHAT THE FUCK?!”
He ducked his head, turning red. He left you the candies to step on. He picked up the pace, half-jogging down the hallway.
C, D, F with Gengu, please?
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)
Will sometimes like to rub it on your lips (really moans if you lick it off his fingers) or on your body.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Has more often jerked himself off to the sound of you pleasuring yourself prior to the two of you becoming a couple and if you learned this his face would be on fire. Then those little noises you would hear would make sense.
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
Missionary Position is Genji’s current favorite, as his confidence with his body’s current situation is a bit rocky at best when it comes to sex, he really likes being able to see you and give you kisses.
Imagine you’re listening to a nsfw audio with some extra moany boys. Genji, the little shit and also your boyfriend, unplugs your headset and asks “hahah what are you listening to??” And he just hears a really obscene boy moaning and you’re both very embarrassed.
But from then on, you notice Genji gets far more vocal during sex and has no problem moaning like a whore to please you. (And also bug the neighbors because, again, he is a little shit at heart.)
Can you do a “Please talk to me” with Genji?
He hasn’t spoken to you in days. Not since he came back from the mission. His eyes are distant, focused on a point in space that only he can see. His motions are calculated and almost robotic, as if Genji Shimada has switched off and his augmented body’s autopilot has been enabled.
He’s like a different person. Not the quick-witted and wry man you had come to care for.
It’s too much for you to handle. You finally confront him. Only it’s as if he’s not there. He stands before you as if he doesn’t even hear you, doesn’t acknowledge your presence. You call for him but the answer is only silence.
“Genji…”
You’ve never done it yourself but you’ve seen him take off the metal mask that covers his face. Leaning up, you slowly graze your fingers across the cold steel, the edges of your fingertips feeling for the subtle indents until you find the right grooves. You press on either side and the mask comes off with a slow puff of air.
He blinks, like a man trying to wake from a deep sleep but there is still cloudiness to his expression. The scars that line his face seem particularly deep today and his eyes are sunken and dark, as if he has not gotten much sleep.
“Genji…” you repeat, expression and tone soft. “What happened?”
He shakes his head, giving no motion to answer except to close his eyes.
You gingerly put his mask down on the table beside you and slowly reach a hand out, cupping his cold, scarred face. Your touch runs up to his cheek, pulling his gaze to meet yours.
“Please. Talk to me.”
His eyes meet yours and there is nothing but distant sorrow and pain.
“It… it was like a nightmare.”
He surprised you by leaning in, pressing his forehead against yours, once again closing his eyes. You feel a bit of the tenseness in his posture releasing.
“Tell me.”
The Ninja Under Your Bed Ch 2
You had been staring at the space where Genji was sleeping for ten minutes. Just what made him think it was okay to go from under the bed to into the bed, you didn’t know.
There was just enough light coming in through the window to discern that the vague lines and curves was him, laying on his front with his knee tucked up towards his chest and, somehow, his arms crossed under his person. The side of his face was plastered to the bed just beyond your single pillow.
It was impressive, how he managed to get into your bedcovers without waking you. What did wake you were the small sigh-like snoring he was doing. Like he was dreaming about falling in love every two seconds.
You lay there a while longer, and the commander didn’t come to fetch him this time. You didn’t mind him being in your bed, it’s just that he didn’t ask permission first. Although…he was already there…
Your eyes were falling closed when Genji started awake with a gasp. The blazing circles of his red eyes shined into the darkness in fear. He puffed in panic. He whimpered and curled inward, bringing both knees up.
He hadn’t noticed you were staring at him. Your hand moved over to hover over his side. Knowing Genji, he had a knife hidden somewhere and would cut your arm off for catching him in a vulnerable state.
You let the hand down on onto his side. You felt his side rise with the gasp at your touch. The timing must have been right.
Then silence.
Then came the sobs.
Short, heart-wrenching sobs.
“Come here. Come here,” you whispered, pulling at his body.
“It’s too much,” he sobbed.
He wasn’t able to say anything else. You patted his back, and he tucked his head under your chin, giving you a whiff of his hair, his masculine scent. You put your chin to his head, whispering to him that it would be okay.
“No, it w-won’t!” he protested shakily.
He sniffled, and you went back to patting his back. His crying tapered off, and he fell asleep, sighing into your chest.
The Ninja Under Your Bed
A sound of something hard scraping against the floor beneath your bed startled your descent into sleep. It wasn’t anything to worry about, though. You rolled over to settle in again.
Your coworker–co-agent???–Genji had taken up hiding under your bed. Now, you didn’t ask him why. You don’t ask this man anything. It wasn’t done. Everyone either got cold silence in response or a no growled at you. Maybe he found comfort hiding under a stranger’s bed or perhaps he was hiding from something specific. Word was, he was different to Agent McCree and Commander Reyes, but as a rookie, you couldn’t confirm. He did do everything else the agents did. Ate, showered, and attended meetings.
He wasn’t required to attend sparring practice, not after the incident with his heel blade things and a…former Blackwatch agent. It was the only time you’d ever heard him apologize. And it was heartfelt, too.
Genji was a silent fixture of the compound. Like a lamp or a side-table. You got used to it pretty quickly. He wasn’t the weirdest thing to be a part of Overwatch and Blackwatch. That, and the fact that you just didn’t have time to deal with your ninja infestation between the training and the missions, was the reason you mostly ignored him.
Before you got into bed, you turned off the lights. A pair of red eyes peeked out at you from the pitch-black darkness under the bed.
“Oh, alright, then,” you said and climbed into bed.
You did get to sleep, but you were woken up an hour later by the sound of the door being opened and light streaming in. The light dimmed as the person holding the door open realized they were rudely blinding you.
“Sorry, Agent,” said Commander Reyes.
“It’s okay,” you muttered sleepily.
“C’mon Genji. It’s mission time. Let’s go.”
Genji sighed from beneath the bed.
“Yes, Commander.”
He reluctantly crept out from under your bed and followed Reyes out the door.
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