Tag: genji x reader

A Dog Needs a Leash Ch 3

Not only did you decide you would make the best of it, you felt better when in control. Control of him. But you didn’t want to tell him that yet. Not only were you afraid he’d react badly and stop obeying you, it was personal. It was admitting weakness. Genji accepted your answer. He was a bit too wrapped up in himself to dig deeper, anyway. You could use that to your advantage if need be.

That night, you were both invited to dinner. The official reason was to celebrate your one month anniversary with Genji, and the unofficial one was that his father wanted to see his son.

“I hope there’s food I like,” you said to him on the way to the dining room.

“How are you so always so cool about these things?” he complained.

“What things?”

“All things. Being here. I still do not understand.”

“No one’s going to care to hurt the wife of the non-heir.”

“I guess that’s true.”

You glanced at his face. He always looked a little put-out with you when you spoke. As if he didn’t expect you to have your own mind. Then you could picture it, long lines of blushing high school graduates falling for his charms five nights a week. Little girls who didn’t know better. Well, that wasn’t you. Far from it.

“Did you seriously hope I would be some airhead maiden that you could do whatever you want with?”

“No one told me anything about you,” he admitted. “You could have been.”

You raised an eyebrow at him to say, You idiot.

“Stop it,” he said.

He pouted at you. With his ridiculously thick, dark eyebrows and his cute, little nose. You pinched said nose between your knuckles.

“So cute,” you cooed. “No.”

Dinner went smoothly. Mostly. You were well-trained on how to be respectful to those above your station. The rest of the time, you threw comments at Genji about how you liked the food. He wasn’t as pleased.

“I wish it was ramen, actually.”

“Take me,” were the words that almost leapt off your tongue. That would be a date. No, not yet.

“You should take your new wife out for some,” Mr. Shimada said to him.

Your mouth dropped open. Genji looked to you.

“Would you want to go?”

You picked your jaw up off the table and said, “Yeah, I would.” You thanked Mr. Shimada for the suggestion.

“It was nothing,” he said.

The dinner continued to flow. Except…you kept noticing your sister-in-law shooting glares at you between comments to Hanzo and her father. You’re not sure why. Genji was not especially close to her, and she had the looks that could kill any man or woman she wanted. And the training to back it up, you had heard. She couldn’t have been threatened by your introduction into the family, could she?

“Such a good husband, asking me if I wanted to go instead of agreeing for both of us,” you purred into Genji’s ear as he ate dessert.

You leaned closer, pressing your soft breast into his arm. You pretended you were just having a private conversation. Really, your fingers were walking along his thigh, seeking his flaccid dick. Hoping to make it less flaccid.

“Gross,” a feminine voice said loudly.

Everyone looked in her direction, and you snatched your hand away.

“Sorry,” said the sister, glancing around at the table, “I am just not a fan of the texture of custard. No offence.”

“She did it on purpose!” you exclaimed to Genji back at your room.

“Why?”

“She doesn’t like me.”

“She doesn’t know you well enough to decide that.”

“I guess,” you absentmindedly, considering that he was right.

You undressed for bed. Genji sidled up next to you while you brushed your teeth. He kissed up your shoulder, fondling one of your breasts. He gave you his most charming smile, super cheesy, and one of his eyebrows twitched upwards. It was adorable how he thought it would work on you.

“Did my sister ruin the mood…?” he asked.

“Oh, you mean…? No, fuck her! I’m going to give you that hand job.”

You rinsed your mouth out with a loud spit, then pushed him towards the bed. You were tired, so you pulled him on top of you. You couldn’t resist getting a few kisses in with your freshly-cleaned mouths. Genji had been good lately, been keeping it in his pants. He rutted against your pelvis with his clothed length. You raised your hips to lock your legs around him, to guide him to rubbing against your nub instead.

“Keep going, keep going,” you murmured in between kisses.

The hand job was forgotten in favour of rutting against each other until a wet warmth blossomed in the front of Genji’s underwear.

Heya! Is it okay if I request some super fluffy intimacy hcs? Either sfw or nsfw, but sweet enough to give me a cavity! Tysm in advance!

thegenjicorner:

Sure anon! It’s not NSFW but I hope it’s sweet enough that makes you squeal and wishing it’s real =P
Sorry it’s taking forever tho! – Syl.

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– You’re waiting eagerly as the dropship lands. After 3 months of long-ass mission, 3 months of minimum communication, 3 months longing of his company, his touch and his love finally, Genji, your beloved one, came back to Overwatch base.
– You wanted to be mad at Jack who extend their mission time just because he wasn’t really sure of what to do. But now, you just want to see your lover.
– The dropship gate opened and you can see Genji already standing there, “Genji!!!”, you screamed his name run to him and practically jump onto him.
– With your arms wrapped on his neck and both legs on his waist, he supports your weight happily. Laughing, he spin both of you and showing off all affection you pour to him to everyone else in dropship and base.
– Everyone in the dropship smiled shyly at how bold your moves are. But they said nothing, after all you deserve this.
– You reach the back of his upper neck and press open the visor attached on his face. You threw it out of your sight and take a look at the face you missed the most.
“I’m home, beloved”, he smiled.
“Welcome home, my lovely sparrow”, you kissed his scared lips, “I missed you, I missed you, I missed you, I missed you I swear!!”, you placed small kisses on his face and he laugh it off.
– He carries you in princess style to the room you both shared together.
“I have so many things to tell you about, I don’t know where should I begin. I just–”
“Shh, take a deep breath, cutie one. We have plenty of time to do that”, he kissed your forehead.
– Once both of you reached the room, he put you down on the bed and you immediately pull him along with you, lying down together on the warm bed you already prepared for him.
“Now, I have something for you”, he pull out a small paper bag from the pocket of his jacket and hand it to you.
– You look so happy and open the paper bag, it’s a pair of long silver earrings with pink sakura flower as its pendant, a small petal adorned the top of the earrings making it looks even cute.
“It reminds me of you when I saw it, so I bought it for you”
– You hugged him tightly and hiding your happy face on his chest, “thank you so much, I love it! You don’t know how happy I am right now!”
“Believe me, beloved, I can feel your happiness”

A Dog Needs a Leash Ch 2

The bitter smell of weed crept into the bathroom and into your nostrils. You sighed and left the bathroom.

“Is this how you’re going to deal with this?”

He lounged on the bed, a bong placed on the bedside table for the maids to deal with.

“You think I wanted a wife…?” he asked with a bitter smile.

You hopped on the bed, onto his lap. You aligned your heat with his package. Genji put his hands on your hips. He couldn’t help it; he wanted to touch you. His fingers were gentle, waved back and forth against your skin. He would have been firmer, but he was too far gone. Couldn’t concentrate. His dick rose on its own, pushing the front of his boxers against your sex. He did nothing about it, but you didn’t want him to. Arousal was enough for now.

You bent down over him, with your hands on the bed on either side of his face.

“We’re married now,” you said. His lips twisted into a sneer, and he looked away. “I’m going to be faithful to this marriage and so are you.”

“And if I am not?” he asked, still not meeting your eyes.

“Then you’re getting punished.”

Genji turned his head to stare at you, dazed. “What…”

He was too slow to stop you from crawling forward and depositing your sex on his face. He spoke in surprise, his lips and breath tickling your labia. You leaned back to let him speak.

“What was that?” you asked.

“No, no…come back.”

His gaze was glued to your sex, which shined with slick. You had left a damp spot on the front of his boxers after you moved. You returned to your seat on his face. He mouthed at your lips and clit. You sighed and started to roll your hips.

Genji ran his fingertips firmly over the tent in his boxers. His cock hardened further beneath the fabric. He eventually pulled his cock out of the hole in the front to get off on your soft parts on his face. You had no plans to move just yet, and he wasn’t in a hurry.

You both spent the good part of an hour on a slow build of pleasure in your lower bellies. Genji came on his stomach, then drank in your slick as you orgasmed quietly.

“That was a punishment?” he asked with a smirk when you got off.

“You would have rather had sex, right?”

You tossed him a towel from the bathroom to clean up.

“I had no idea it was an option.”

“Behave, and it will be,” you told him. You stretched lazily, getting the kinks out of your muscles from sitting in one position for so long. “You’re so good at oral, though. It pleases me.”

Genji barked laughter at your wording. But he would see. You laid down the law, piece by piece, the next few weeks. If he behaved, he would get pussy. If he didn’t, you pinned him down with said pussy. He couldn’t resist, either way. Neither could you, especially when he had a habit of walking around your shared suite shirtless or less. He didn’t seem to like wearing clothes.

When Genji slipped up, when he cheated, you slept in the guest suite. You didn’t let him touch you. You made such a fuss about it, that word got back to his father. He sat you down and asked what was wrong. You would have liked Mr. Shimada to put his son in his place instead.

You explained about what Genji did to upset you.

“He is a free bird,” Mr. Shimada replied, brushing off your complaint.

“Well, it’s not good enough,” you stated, holding your chin high.

Mr. Shimada laughed and wished you luck with that. Though, he did see Genji after. Who came sulking back to you.

“You were scolded?” you asked with a smirk.

He sat on the bed, and you sat on his lap. He held you, putting his cheek on your shoulder.

“Yes,” he huffed. “He wants me only in our bed.”

“Ha!”

“…because he wants us to have babies.”

You exploded into laughter. You don’t know how Genji didn’t see this coming. He sulked harder.

“You don’t want sex?”

“I do not want babies,” he muttered.

“I’m sure your father wouldn’t mind if we waited.”

Genji wasn’t ready to raise children, anyway, but you didn’t tell him that in case it bruised his ego.

“Get tested,” you told him, wiggling in your seat.

He swore softly as your ass brushed his crotch. He glared stubbornly back at you.

“Get tested, and I will, too. Then we can fuck all you want.”

Genji doubted it would be that easy, but you showed him you had a habit of sticking to your word. Your test came back clean, and you showed him the paper to prove it. His came back positive, but nothing incurable.

“Seeeee? Maybe being married won’t be so bad. We’re already behaving like a team.”

His reply was thoughtful silence. Then he glanced at you suspiciously.

“Why are you so okay with this?”

Good question. You didn’t ask for this, either. You had to leave your family. You lived with strangers now. Strange servants, too.

“I decided I couldn’t fight it. I might as well make the best of it.”

HCs for when their baby cries:

Often speaks to them in full sentences:

  • Soldier76: “What’s the problem, Soldier?”
  • Doomfist: “I will pay you to stop making that racket.” (he’s kidding, but slightly hoping it’ll work)
  • Reaper: “You and me both, Kid.”

Appears in a flash at the baby’s side to pick up and cuddle them with sad eyes, and you have to say, “Stop looking so sad. The baby isn’t crying because it’s in pain, you man-sized baby.”

  • Reinhardt
  • Lucio
  • McCree
  • To a lesser extent, Genji

Hauls the baby into the air and gives them a big, goofy smile after solving the issue:

  • Junkrat
  • Reinhardt

Quietly, lovingly, and diligently takes care of his child:

  • Hanzo
  • Roadhog
  • Zenyatta
  • To a lesser extent, Reaper 

I’m so happy to see the followers you’ve gotten, I cannot think of anyone more deserving ❤ For the follower thing, may I please request Genji Shimada w/ Bed? (She/her for pronouns)

mandakatt:

When Angela had told him you had collapsed, he could have sworn his heart had come to a complete stop. It had suddenly become very hard to breathe.

“She is alright Genji,” Angela muttered to him softly. “She had a fever, seems that she did not tell any of us she was unwell.”

He rushed to your beside in the infirmary where you were sleeping, raising his hand to gently push your damp hair back from your forehead. Across his vision your vitals flashed–your fever was still high, but it was far from dangerous. 

“Take her to bed Genji.” Angela told him with a smile, knowing that he would worry if you remained here. He was thankful that she could not see him blush. Her choice of wording was…interesting.

Gently slipping an arm about your shoulders, and the other under your knees he lifted you slowly. “Thank you, Angela.” he said softly as he turned to leave the infirmary and head back to your quarters. He glanced down at you now and then at the soft noises you made against his chest. He was hoping you were not too uncomfortable in his arms. 

Slipping into your quarters he moved to your bed, and laid you down upon it gently, frowning as you whimpered. He removed his faceplate, setting it on the bedside table before speaking to you softly. 

“I am here, rest now.” 

Watching your face relax he moved to go to the washroom, he wished to fetch a cloth for your head only to pause as you suddenly grasped his hand. 

“G-Genji?”

“Yes?” he asked with a soft smile, moving to sit at the edge of your bed. He brought your hand slowly to his lips, and kissed your knuckles gently. 

“..I’m sorry, I caused trouble..” 

He blinked at you looking rather surprised before his expression softened. “You did nothing to cause trouble, Little dove. I am here now. I will take care of you. Let me tuck you in…” 

Pulling the blanket up from the end of your bed, he gently tucked it about you, a soft smile lighting up his face as you seemed to give off a content, sleepy sigh.

“Genji?”

“Yes, Little dove?”

“Stay.” 

“I am right here. Rest now. I will watch over you.” 

lynnocuous:

Some more domestic headcanons with more bois

Genji

– Cant cook. Dont ask. Take out 24/7.

– Sleeps a regular schedule now but will stay up all night if he is playing a game or meditating

– Clean, when it comes to rooms and dishes, but boi he hates laundry.

– Takes the stuff to the laundromat or cleaners

– Kind of like reaper, Insecure at first but more comfortable as time goes by. Doesn’t take as long for him to warm up

– Meditates and practices often and will invites you to join in.

– HE LOVES CATS CATS LOVE HIM expect strays all over the place and expect them to enter and leave as they please.

– Wants to live in the city

– Loves to take you to arcades and carnivals like in his youth

– Kids? Considers it. Give him time.

Hanzo

– Hires someone to cook, even though he can.

– Doesnt get enough rest. You have to prompt him to sleep. Wakes up worried in the middle of the night.

– Is very neat. Like unearthly neat. Will hire someone to clean up after you if your absolutely a mess like me

– Kind of a loner tbh. You have to drag him out of the funk he is in or to get him to go anywhere

– Once he is out he has a good time.

– Only shows you by holding your hand or giving quick peckish kisses to your forehead

– But he knows when you do it and you always get him out. He will do the same for you.

– Not as vibrant but will always have your back

– Even if that means killing pulling strings to get it done.

– He likes being close with you. So when you are doing your hobbies he is always close by.

– Koi fish pond he personally takes care of

– Kids? Most likely

Lucio

– He can cook really well. Like home made dishes from when he was a kid.

– Even when he isnt touring he can stay up all night practically

– Neat* with exceptions of taking his shoes off and putting things back in its original spot

– Never insecure. The man is comfortable, even more comfortable around you.

– he loves movie nights. Expect alot of those.

– Wants to go everywhere in the city with you. Museums, 2 am breakfast spots, record/ vinyl shops etc.

– You’re gonna live in the city lol

– Back stage passes to your favorite bands my dude

– Loves all animals. But definitely Expect a few puppies

– Kids? Definitely! Just talk to him about ita

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Embarrassing sex stories with Gabriel, McCree, Jack, and Genji

Gabriel

It’s been ages since Gabriel has touched you, and he’s practically devouring you upon the desk in his office. He couldn’t summon the effort to drag you to your shared rooms. Hungry for your touch, he pins your hips against his and whispers desperately against your skin.

The two of you work yourselves into a frenzy and Gabriel reaches into a drawer to grab a few condoms. He tears one open with his teeth and moves to snatch it out of the packaging when it slips out and it falls onto the office floor.

You stare at it, then at him. Gabriel stares and shrugs, then he reaches for another one. He rips it normally this time, eyes squinted in concentration, but he squeezes the bottom too hard and it pops out and onto the ground. Again.

You’re laughing too hard and he’s too exasperated to try again and the both of you go to bed.

It’s something you laugh at for a long time to come, and he decides to get you birth control so he can avoid opening condoms again.

McCree

He’s fucking you hard and rough in the shower, pinning you against the wall with your legs thrown over his arms. Jesse’s panting and marking you up as he pulls his hips back, the head of his cock resting against your entrance before thrusting back in. his bite makes you writhe in his arms, moving away from his cock unconsciously just as he pistons his hips forward.

The head of his dick impacts the cold tile wall and Jesse swore it took off an inch before his member bent painfully in half. Immediately, he dropped to his knees and croaked in pain, his face turning red and his cock purple.

You scramble to your feet and hurry him to Angela after throwing some robes on. She heals him up all the while scolding the two of you for being so careless and trying to stifle her giggles at the same time.

Jesse’s so mortified he can’t even look at you without turning red, but he can’t run seeing as he’s still hobbling from the pain.

Jack

The one time you told him to be more commanding with you, Jack took it rather seriously.

“Strip, soldier!” he barks and you jump, body snapping to attention. A quip of ‘Sir, yes sir’ in an equally militaristic fashion almost escaped your lips from instinct alone, but you managed to curb it and throw your clothes off in a frenzy.

It was going well, save for that hiccup, at least until you were sucking him off with your back to the wall. “Watch your head!” he snarled and pulled back his hips, about to stuff himself down your throat when you dive to the ground, hands covering your head as though protecting it from shrapnel.

There was silence then, and Jack finally piped up when you buried your face into the carpet and refused to get up. “Maybe we, uh, shouldn’t do this commanding thing in the bedroom,” his voice is sheepish as he peels you off the floor.

You mumble a near unintelligible reply in turn, sticking your head into his chest as he gathers your jelly-like body into his arms.

Genji

It’s his first time after getting his new body, and the two of you sit on his bed feeling each other. Your hands tangle into his hair as you kissed him hungrily, but stop when his pained hiss interrupts you. Turns out some of the cables at the back of his head wound around your wrists and pulled when you moved.

You apologise and continue, until you reach his crotch and stop in your tracks. There is no visible seam or latch to remove it, and Genji has told you in the past that his genitals are fairly intact. You stare at his crotch, fingers dancing over his hips and between his legs, but come up with absolutely nothing.

He takes pity on you and reach for the near invisible latch near the bottom of his pelvis and pulls. Freezes, then pulls again. His eyes widen and he curves his head down to see why it wasn’t unlatching.

You put your head down there too to see if you could help. In the end, you two spend almost fifteen minutes trying and failing to open it before you give up and run to Angela.

It turns out that Genji just had to think about popping the latch and it would come loose. The sweet ninja couldn’t meet your eyes for the longest time, and both you and Angela can’t stop giggling whenever you see him.

Genji is the love of my live and this blog is a pure blessing. 💘 May I request some hcs for a Genji with a s/o who is a former student of Zenyatta? After she found out that Genji’s Zenyatta’s student too it’s all she ever talks about. She doesn’t have any romantic feelings for the omnic ofc, but god does she admire him.

thegenjicorner:

Don’t tell my husband, but Genji is the love of my life, too! And I had fun doing this request!! Thanks for sending it in!! 😀 ~Demial

  • This is the chillest relationship ever
  • You strengthen your bond with meditation together every day
  • If one of you has to miss this for even one day, the other is lonely and it’s strange
  • Everyone you know thinks it’s adorable
  • You sleep peacefully next to each other and sometimes cuddled up the entire night (Genji has his armour off, of course)
  • Your patience means Genji can take his time coming to you with embarrassing issues
  • Like how he sometimes feels inadequate
  • He doesn’t want you to know he feels weak sometimes, because he loves you so much and wants you to think he’s strong both in body and heart/mind like he believes you are
  • But when he tells you the truth, he feels silly he didn’t sooner, because you listen so well
  • You might even have good advice from Zenyatta he didn’t know, too
  • Everyone’s experience with the monk is slightly different, you see
  • He can return the favour, but some of the things he learned is only applicable to someone in his unique situation of being a cyborg
  • Unless you have any prosthetics, too!
  • When the two of you happen upon the wondering monk, you both take turns telling Zenyatta about the other’s bad habits
  • “Genji did this. Can you believe it?” you say as you roll your eyes
  • Zenyatta scolds you both gently
  • You both know it’s harmless fun, though
  • Genji is just a tad jealous when you talk about Zenyatta so much and why you admire him
  • He may even open his big mouth and say something to the effect of, “I will not share you with our master.”
  • It’s surprising to you to find him not totally chill with this
  • In fact, this might be the first fight
  • But a fight for you two is really just light bickering
  • If Genji mentions this to Zenyatta, he says that it’s amusing, but he has no time for a relationship anyway, nor does he stay in place for one person 

A Dog Needs a Leash

“The attempts on my life have been getting worse lately,” Mr. Shimada said.

“Put Hanzo on it,” Genji replied dismissively. It’s not that he didn’t care that his papa’s life was in danger. It’s just that, as head of the Shimada clan, he was always in danger. And everyone had a disgusting amount of respect for Hanzo, the hard-working, dutiful son. Surely, he would be able to track down who wanted their papa dead and take care of it. Plus, Genji didn’t want to talk about his papa being dead one day. Didn’t want to deal with it.

Sojiro Shimada remained unfazed by his son’s attitude.

“He’s busy learning to take his place. You must also start to gravitate towards yours, as well.”

His papa explained that he had arranged for Genji to get married.

“I made a wise choice in a bride for you, I think,” Sojiro said with a wicked gleam in his eye. He was talking about you, but Genji didn’t know that, yet.

“You know I won’t go to the wedding,” Genji stated flatly.

“Oh, it will happen.”

A chill went up his spine at those words, and he was also annoyed at how self-pleased his papa was. That man was the only one who could out-wit Genji whenever he wished.

His papa kept insisting the marriage would happen, to the point where Genji spent even less time sober than before. He snuck out of the castle more often. Mr. Shimada was perversely proud of his younger son, who evaded every instructor and bodyguard. He was a natural at stealth. Hanzo was not as impressed.

“What good is he going to be to me when you’re gone?” Hanzo demanded of his papa in frustration.

“He will learn in his own time. If you don’t want Genji to take your place, you should train harder,” Mr. Shimada teased.

That frustrated Hanzo immensely. He trained harder than Genji ever did. Genji picked up his skills in no time flat, leaving Hanzo struggling to catch up. The difference was, Hanzo was training to take on responsibility one day, and Genji was wasting his skills on impressing friends and potential lovers. Hanzo resented Genji for this.

Hanzo took his papa’s words to heart. He did train harder. He would show his papa that he was better than Genji.

Genji was busy being frustrated for different reasons. Every other day, someone in the household told him to get ready for the wedding. Only, there were no preparations being made, that he knew of. Not that he was looking too closely. He should have been. Instead, he kept his lungs full of weed and his stomach full of shots four days in a row out of spite.

On the morning after, he woke up feeling strangely well-rested and not at all hungover. He rolled over to spread his limbs out on his bed.

The back of Genji’s hand hit something soft and warm, but solid.

“Mmmmm,” you complained sleepily, “I was sleeping.”

Genji looked over to find a strange woman in his bed. Not entirely unusual, just he preferred to stay overnight elsewhere when having fun.

“As much as I would love to continue,” he lied. “isn’t it time you went home?”

“I am home. I’m your wife.”

You held up your hand and wiggled your fingers for him to see. Your wedding set was yellow gold, and the engagement ring had a large, green stone circled by diamonds.

Genji flipped out. He tore himself from the bed and called his papa.

“I told you it would happen,” was the man’s casual reply.

“But, I…”

“Check the top of your dresser.”

Genji walked over to it. There lay a piece of paper. Upon closer inspection, it was indeed a wedding certificate, signed by you and then signed by him.

“But…I was…”

“Intoxicated? Again?” his papa said. “Yes. You should reconsider your behaviour. It has consequences.”

Mr. Shimada hung up the phone. Genji was left with his jaw on the floor. Outwitted by his papa again.

While Genji was still awhirl with emotions, you asked, “So what should we do today?”

You sat up, the blanket falling down your naked body. Genji eyed you, his cock coming awake. Damnit. You slept naked. Still, he was angry.

“Nothing,” he muttered.

You shrugged. You didn’t expect him to react well, anyway. You got up and went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. The maids had moved all your things in while Genji was busy drinking yesterday. Your new father-in-law had a strangely devilish smile on his face while directing them to do so. Honestly, he left you with a big problem: his son. But Mr. Shimada did pay off a debt your family owed. They could be stress-free because you agreed to this. You were fed, clothed, and sheltered, too.