The new Overwatch is very different from the old organisation, you think, watching as Winston and Lena usher everyone onto the beach. It’ll be fun, they said. It’ll be nice to see what kind of bathing suits everyone wears, Hana said. It’ll be nice to have the rest of the young agents bothering someone other than you, you said.
And Hanzo really doesn’t want to wear a swimsuit of any kind, he said. Too bad, literally everyone said, and convinced McCree and Genji to force the archer into something.
Now you just expect him to turn up in a pair of cutoff shorts or swim trunks or something, but apparently your dragon isn’t that lucky. He skulks over to you with his head down between his shoulders, trying to hide his bare legs behind you as the rest of the team charges ahead onto the pristine sands.
You laugh and snap the elastic band of his speedos and grope his ass, “My my, your brother has taste.”
Hanzo snarls at you in a disgruntled fashion, “This does not cover anything!” He snatches your wrap and knots it around his waist.
Unwilling to be deterred, you grin and lock your arm around his neck to drag him off to a building – changing rooms from the look of it. He sputters when you push him into a cubicle and rip the fabric away from him, revealing his impressive bulge and well built thighs. The cut of the speedo is flattering to his muscled physique, allowing his adonis belt to draw attention to his growing erection.
He blushes at your inspection but does not cover himself, just as you trained him, and instead falls into a parade rest. Bowing his head, Hanzo clears his throat nervously, “Do I not look ridiculous?”
A grope at his ass, a squeeze of his now half hard cock, and you grin lecherously at him, “Not at all.”
“Flying is the safest form of travel, it has been for ages,” Hanzo says, tone bored, a tad bit of false exasperation. Eyeing you as your leg bounces, and your nervous, glassy eyes flit back and forth at the ground outside the plane window. You’ve heard sound reasoning a hundred times (probably will hear it a hundred more times). It would likely be wise for Hanzo to stop trying, it just might click one of these days.
Your eyes are glassy for two reasons, one of which he’s more interested in. One: because you’re on the verge of tears from your flying anxiety. Two: because that anxiety is so debilitating that you take pills to put you out for the duration of the said flight. So you’re wrapped in a blanket, frowning, sleepy, and looking utterly pitiful.
Everyone is in their usual positions for flights. Father at the back of the aircraft, (technically in Hanzo’s line of sight, he can see his shoulder, the movement of his arm as he swipes things away on his hologram). Back to his kids, working. Genji is directly behind Hanzo. Prefers sitting alone on flights so he can listen to music, and play video games without distraction. Made possible via the couch and the entertainment center in front of it.
a/n: heck yeah i can write this anon! i hope that you like it! answered in hc form since i’m a very, very sleepy mod.
Hanzo:
He’s worried when he cannot find his spirit dragons. While the dragons are well behaved when he’s unable to find them he feels a bit detached from his powers and doesn’t feel right.
Basically, a very uncomfortable man when his dragons are apart from him for too long.
Hanzo went to your room to see if you could help him find his dragons, as it has been several hours since they vanished, and he wanted your assistance since they are fond of you.
Only to learn that you were not in your room, so he set about searching for you, coming to several dead ends and not finding you in your usual places.
When Hanzo does find you and his dragons asleep on the couch he relaxes. His mind was running a mile a minute with every horrible scenario he could think of, but here you were. Asleep on the couch and his dragons curled around you in tight balls over the other. Your arms wrapped around them to make sure that they didn’t fall off the couch.
Hanzo could only smile.
Genji:
Not as worried as Hanzo when he’s unable to find his dragon. Much like he used to be his dragon is a free spirit and goes about the base as it pleases.
But he does get worried when you up and vanish. He knows that you were not on the roster for any missions, but you’re nowhere to be found.
You’re not at any of your usual haunts, nor are you in your room. It’s not like you to just up and vanish like this, makes him a little bit antsy when he’s unable to find you in your usual places or reach you via phone or communicator.
Immediately unwinds and relaxes when he finds you dozed off on the couch, his dragon curled up and snuggling with you as if it were a household pet. All Geji could do was laugh, it was such a warm and soft scene to see.
Doesn’t have the heart to wake either of you, so he settles for grabbing you a blanket and he probably falls asleep watching you.
Hanzo has always been a quiet lover, though there are times that you manage to claw a soft moan from his throat. He chalks it up to living in a conservative household with paper thin walls. You understand, but hell if it doesn’t rankle you that you could be hearing those heavenly noises if he were to just unhinge that cut jaw.
Well, luckily, there’s a solution. Spider gags.
Pretty, pretty Hanzo with his yellow silk ribbon in nothing but his bare skin and that gag, lying on your bed with his legs spread and his eyes begging you for your touch. Truly, you don’t think it can get better. But it does.
The moment you touch him – anywhere – he whines and whimpers like a whore. His tongue dances in his mouth, tries to stifle his sounds to no avail as you pinch and roll his nipples and lick his cock. He yelps when you teasingly mouth his balls, moans dirtily when you bite his inner thigh, and lets out the loudest groan yet when you take his cock down your throat.
And when you finally take pity on the maddened archer and his bobbing, leaking cock? Whimpers, keens, breathy moans – you orgasm from his sounds alone and it only makes him even louder.
You don’t think you can go without the gag now, and while Hanzo can’t exactly beg to differ, he thinks he can’t either.
Hanzo: His primary love language is acts of service. Particularly unprompted ones. He feels that you care about him when you do things without needing to be asked. When he is tired, you make dinner for him. When he is angry, you let him vent his emotions out. When he looks lost or hurt, you ask if he is okay. When you know about how he feels before he does, and act accordingly, that’s when he knows. His secondary love language is quality time. Just wanting to be with him because you enjoy his company is a pretty big deal to him. The yazuka prince in him is used to people wanting something out of him. The idea that he alone is enough is surprisingly touching to him. His least impactful love language is words of affirmation. He cares little about lip service and only wants to hear nice compliments when they’re unprompted and genuine.
Genji: His primary love language is quality time. Genji walks a fine line between being an adventuring hero and being a shunned, dangerous member of society. When someone speaks to him like a normal person and wants to do mundane activities with him, it makes him feel whole again. More like the Genji he once was. Someone who can see past the prosthetics and cybernetics and acts as if he were a normal boyfriend. His secondary language is physical touch. He has lost large parts of his body and much of what he has left is scarred. When someone wants to touch him, to make contact with him, it’s extremely endearing to him. His least important is acts of service; he feels capable enough to do things on his own. He doesn’t like putting other people out.
McCree: His primary language is physical touch. He’s a touchy-feel boy with no qualms about snuggling up to you. He loves to rub his scratchy beard against you, grab you around the waist, pull you in close as the two of you nap, burying his face into your hair or your back or you chest. It doesn’t have to be sexual but it sure can be if you want. His second language is quality time. He can’t squeeze ya if he isn’t near ya. And he likes to be near ya, even if you aren’t cuddling. But being near you will make him want to cuddle you. It’s a vicious, adorable cycle. Watching television, going on drives, getting a drink at the bar. Anything with you. His least important language is acts of service. He doesn’t really want you to go out of your way for him. If anything, he wants to be the gentleman and make your life a little easier.
Soldier: Easily, words of affirmation is his most prominent love language. He needs reassurance constantly that he is doing well, that you love him and want to be with him, that everything is fine. He’s used to things crumbling around him and he needs to make sure nothing is amiss with you. He has some trauma he needs to work through and a calm, understanding voice is all that can get him through some dark times. His secondary love language is physical touch. It’s difficult for him to admit it but he really craves the feeling of your skin against his. Even if it’s just a hand over his. He needs the closeness of another human to make it feel like he isn’t constantly falling apart. His least is receiving gifts; he doesn’t want them or thinks he deserve them. You are more than enough for him.
I can just imagine sister!reader getting all dressed up, looking killer, elated to be out on a date with her brothers. For some reason, she forgets about Genji’s little habit every time, and Hanzo’s pleased to distract her while Genji disappears. Right as she’s about to ask where he went she’s got a hand on her ankle. Then Genji’s removing her panties, handing them to Hanzo from under the table for safe keeping. Yanks the chair closer to the table so violently it screeches across the floor. She has to apologize, cause that was a jarring noise in a really nice restaurant.
Hanzo is greatly amused by watching her try and keep her face in check (she’s not doing great, but she’s not doing terribly). She’s clinging to his forearm while her big brother’s casually talking dirty to her. Hanzo decides to call over a waiter to ask about the wine selection (knowing full well which one he wants) just to watch his baby sister go scarlet red. Asks for her opinion so she has to struggle to speak. Then when she’s shaking and clearly cumming he asks her if she is and makes her say it out loud.
Then sister!reader is forced to reach under the table and pry him away from her before she really starts to cry. Genji snakes back up into his seat, licking his lips, smug, and totally proud of himself.
So, an idea I just need to get off my chest: Daughter!Reader of Daddy!Hanzo. He’s been dragging her along with him ever since the fall of the empire. Had an arranged marriage and had a daughter when he was eighteen. He almost left her there, but his guilt was already so heavy after killing his brother he just couldn’t leave her, who knows what would have become of her. Sometimes he thinks she might have been better off but there’s no way to tell.
She’s all grown up now, and it’s like, let’s say a year away from dragons short timeline. They’ve been so isolated that unnatural feelings have been simmering, starting to bubble up to the surface. Hanzo is rare with his physical affections towards her both because of who he is as a person, and because of how she’s been making him feel lately.
However, the one thing he always does with her before he leaves her to go and fulfill the odd contract is give her a kiss. It used to be quick and innocent but lately, he’s been lingering, holding onto her neck tighter. Sometimes he even growls or moans, and daughter!reader is already touched starved and frustrated as it is, and that contact always leaves her wanting more and confused. She is so over the moon about her papa, but he’s hard to get close to, even for her.
And the bed sharing that they’re forced into sometimes gets very intense. I imagine one night where Hanzo’s discipline gives way (maybe he’s a little drunk) he goes to give her a kiss “good night” and it turns into this heavy make out session that leads to them barely talking for a weak or two. Hanzo already has trouble dealing with his emotions, he’s having a hell of a time dealing with the guilt from that. The silence is just so he doesn’t become irrationally angry with her cause he doesn’t know how else to deal.
So the little twist in this fantasy is that Hanzo and his daughter are in Hanamura a lot more than the Japanese government, or Overwatch is aware of (not just the yearly visits to his brother’s grave). And when they are there and Hanzo is doing business he’ll drop daughter!reader off in the arcade with the strict order to stay there. She should be studying (cause Hanzo makes sure she still learns even though she doesn’t have tutors). But often she ends up getting distracted and plays video games instead.
Okay? So Genji’s been frequenting Hanamura as well ever since he started traveling with Zenyatta. And likes to visit the old arcade that he spent so much time in in his youth, it helps make him feel human again. It’s a good kind of nostalgia. It just so happens that Genji runs into Hanzo!daughter a lot and doesn’t recognize her. Even if there’s “something” about her, he just writes off the feeling as an attraction, and not that she’s his long-lost niece.
For Genji he’s not aggressive with his affections for her cause she is young and he has reservations about that. But she’s so cute and doesn’t mind his cyborg appearance at all. Hanzo!daughter absolutely loves it when he gets behind her and teaches her how to play the games. His cyborg body is so warm and he’s not shy about getting close. Putting his hands over hers as he’s teaching her the best combo moves, whispering in her ear. They have a good time together (even if they’re both lying through their teeth about who they are, fake names and everything).
All daughter!reader wants is to get back that feeling she had with her papa when he was on top of her, kissing her. They were so close, making her whole body warm with tingles. It felt so good just to be surrounded by him. It’s nearly all she can think about. But she knows it’s wrong, and Hanzo has been even more distant because of it. While her arcade friend isn’t her papa, she certainly wouldn’t mind feeding her touched starved body with the touch of her nice friend who knows all of the right moves. Especially if that would save her and her papa’s relationship.
Ugh, dragon!family such an underrated AU! Even I need to get it together and write something for it, I guess I’m just struggling with where to start but I love it.
I always personally imagine the dragon!family moving Reader into their nest cause you’re their treasure so they have to keep you close. BUT let’s imagine the Reader is being stubborn, you don’t want to give up living in your quaint little cottage just yet. So they’ve come over and you’ve been coiled into a big mass of pretty scales attached to long dragon bodies. And the dragon!boys are getting huffy over who get’s the pets when there’s a knock on your door, and the visitor just lets themselves right in (panic ensues). Imagine that the visitors are your parents coming to check up on your and see if you’re planning on getting married anytime soon.
You’re just sitting in your living room trying to keep it cool cause for one: no you’re not getting married, and two: two of your dragon boyfriends are about to tear each other’s throats out in the closet you stuffed them into (Hanzo and Genji; Hanzo is very upset because Genji keeps messing up his silky fur and he spent so much time preening it. They’re about to bust out of that closet brawling, boy won’t that be a sight for your parents.) You’re trying to cough over every bump or rustle coming from your bedroom, it’s ridiculous.
Papa!Dragon is the only one who made it out a window and is now teasing you, nearly making your heart stop by flying by the windows, grinning as he sticks his head in an open window just out of sight of your parents. Talking to you in your head, insisting how now is a good a time as any to introduce them to your family. He’d be honored to marry you, wouldn’t your parents love that?
Omg! This is too cute for words!!! It’s too much!! Would you…would you consider writing something for this!? Omg!! The fluff!!
Mmmm~ Imagine they corner her before they head on into the meeting. Talking about how she “forget something.” They heard she was nervous and now have a distraction for her. Sister!Reader’s confused but lets them corner her anyway. Hanzo body blocks, while Genji lifts up her skirt, shows her the toy, and puts it inside of her before she has too much time to think about it. Straightening out her clothes just before they need to posture up and welcome all the elders into the meeting room with polite bows. Hanzo flashing the remote to her behind his back as she follows in after him, letting her know he has the power.
At some point sister!reader twitches so violently that she almost knocks over her cup of tea, looks so cute trying to quickly save it from spilling. One of the elders feeling the need to tell her she doesn’t need to be so nervous, they’re not discussing life or death matters. That moment nearly breaks Hanzo’s resolve. Of course, she agrees with the elder but makes sure to shoot both of her brothers glaring glances. They’ll need to get her in on more meetings, cause with her around, the meetings will go by a lot faster and will be a lot more entertaining.
Warnings: Cheating, rejection Song: House of Cards by BTS (piano cover by Smyang… I may have an obsession with both of these artists heheheh) I’m not dead!! Just been stressful this week with school and family things. But I’m on spring break now! And because I haven’t written anything for a week, I’ll hopefully be updating nearly every day this week! Enjoy!
He never appreciated life and the true beauty it possessed. He never thought of others or the consequences his actions held; he always did what he wanted to do. He got all the girls he could ever want – and they always wanted him. He got you; another one of his brainwashed girls’.
You; an intelligent, independent, beautiful young woman. A soft face with an even softer voice, you were an example of the perfect girl.
The perfect girl in Hanzos’ eyes.
He never understood why you went out with a man like Genji; a stubborn, childish and spoiled manchild. You were so perfect with that dazzling smile and soft eyes of yours. Genji was a grade A asshat.
But of course, you didn’t realize that until after you saw him on top of another woman, her moans, and his own clearly telling the story of what they were doing.
Your heart felt as if it was ripped out from your chest and crushed in his hands.
The hands that were around her tiny perfect waist.
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