o with “Hospital! Now!” prompt? Love me some pregnancy fics

It was time. You approached Reaper, pain coming in waves through your body in short intervals.

“Hospital! Now!”

He froze for a moment, thinking, Oh my god, this is actually happening to me despite me being a monster…

But it was no time to be angsty. Another wave of obvious pain overtook your form, and he scooped you up and glided over to the door with his bottom half dissolved into mist. He moved fastest this way.

Gabriel opened the door with a mist tentacle, then he growled to himself. What he really wanted to do was to hop from rooftop to rooftop and skip traffic. It would be faster. That didn’t seem respectful to your current state. Gabriel grumbled, formed legs, set you down, and took your hand.

“Squeeze as hard as you need, Woman,” he said, leading you to the car.

“I’m fine!” you stubbornly protested. Then you groaned and your grip tightened, nearly grinding his hand to mist.

“Mhmm.”

You chuckled to yourself, the sass you usually tossed at each other cheering you up and keeping you distracted.

You tossed some sass back on the ride over to the hospital, asking, “Are we there yet?” as often as the contractions would allow.

“I’m going to gag you,” he threatened, waving a mist tentacle at you.

You laughed again and smirked.

“I love you, Honey.”

Gabriel grunted, concentrating on parking the car.

Like a normal human being.

He hated this. But it was for you.

He helped you through the hospital entrance and went to find help.

Gabriel cleared his throat, sounding like a ten pack a day for forty years smoker, and said in the calmest voice he could muster (being calm for you), "Excuse me. My partner is in labour. We need a doctor.”

The receptionist eyed him up and down, with his shady-looking getup. His all-black, covering-every-inch-that-he-could hoody and black jeans. But then she glanced at you, obviously near the end of your third trimester and called a doctor like Gabriel asked.

Okay, simple request: Hanzo/Genji/Reaper see their s/o trip and fall face first into some dirt. (It happens sometimes!) How is their reaction (initially and immediately following)? Gratze!

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Hanzo

His initial reaction is just like

“Wait, what just happened”

Just for a very brief second but it’s still there

Grumbles short curses and lightheartedly petty comments while kneeling down to make sure you’re okay

(ex. “What the hell just happened?” “Pay attention to your surroundings; you look like a toddler playing in the dirt.”)

Lowkey just irritated that his instincts didn’t kick in fast enough to catch you

Gives you a good look over after you’ve sat up

Helps you brush off most of the dirt out of the scrapes you now have, then uses his shirt to clean off the more difficult bits

Almost considers even tearing off a piece of said shirt to cover up the scrapes on your hands

Presses gentle kisses near the scraped up skin, then gives you another couple smooches for good measure

After he’s sure you’re okay and the tension has been resolved, he probably chuckles out of relief and maybe even makes a corny joke ~~because if Hanzo’s corny around anyone it’s gonna be his s/o~~

~~“I thought you had already fallen for me, yet here you are doing so again.”~~

Han, s t o p

After helping you up, gives you a few more smooches just to make you feel better and maybe to get you to giggle

Takes you to the nearest shop with a bathroom and bandages so he can help you properly clean up, then the two of you can continue on your outing

Genji

Might actually let out a little shriek

Or it might be a quick outburst in Japanese

Just out of surprise because “oh god they’re falling!!”

Probably tries to catch you but the initial shock slowed him for a hot second

Quickly kneels down next to you to help you sit up

Looks you over for injuries and helps you brush the dirt off your limbs and face and out of your hair

Overall just fussing over you

Gives you masked smooches (i.e. boops with his face plate) wherever you got scraped up, such as your hands and cheeks

Bonus points: The cool metal probably feels soothing on said scrapes

Makes sure you’re alright to stand before helping you up

Promises to help you clean up and get bandaged properly once the two of you get home

Offers his arm for you to hold the rest of the journey, which is now to home or the nearest drugstore

Buys you one of your favorite treats to help you feel better

Reaper

Lets out a curse that starts in Spanish and fades into English when he realizes he’s caught you

You might almost hit the dirt

Thus causing your nose to maybe get a bit of a scrape

But before you can completely crash and burn, you’re caught on a bed of semi-solid black smoke, courtesy of your cursed partner (via pure instinct of protecting you)

He quickly helps you back up and wraps his arms around you

Tells you that you scared him and maybe even lets out a relieved laugh

Then gives you a peck on the nose just above the small scrape you still gained

Asks you if you’re alright and still gives you a look over, just in case

Once you’ve steadied yourself and both of your heartbeats are back to normal, the two of you carry on your outing

He’s probably holding your hand a bit tighter than he was before

Maybe also keeping a closer eye on the ground as the two of you walk

“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.

Hello! Can we get some HC’s for Genji, Soldier and Reaper being afraid removing their mask/visor because their fem s/o might be horrified of whats behind it, but instead they reassure them and make them feel happy with who they are. Bonus points if you give us what you think they look like behind the mask/visor ! Thank you very much :D

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Of course, honey! Enjoy! 🙂

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GENJI

💚What’s funny is that as long as you’ve known him since black watch, you only ever seen his eyes.
💚 You day dream wondering what he looks like. His eyes are gorgeous. His voice is hot. It was just the mask. It was in the way.
💚 He gets very flustered when you touch him. You kiss his forehead instead.
💚 Turns away when you even try to touch his mask.
💚 “You won’t like it.” He says, obviously hurt. His whole body is scarred and put back together.
💚 “How are you so sure?” You ask, hurt as well. You loved him. And you wanted him to know that looks don’t matter.
💚 He doesn’t how you till, you’re hurt in battle.
💚 Angela was by your side, attending to your wound and Genji rushed over.
💚 “Is she okay?!”
💚 Angela nods, “She should be. She needs to rest. It’s too much on her.”
💚 “I’ll stay with her.” He does.
💚 You wake up to the feeling of lips pressed against your forehead.
💚 You blink your eyes, seeing Genji. Without his mask. Scars painted over his face. /Perfect/ scars.
💚 “You’re okay.” He says, smiling. You /grin/
💚 “You’re not so bad yourself.” You laugh softly. Cupping his cheek with a smile.

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REAPER

🖤 Gets very aggressive if you even dare to reach for his mask.
🖤 Jerks away from you.
🖤 “What do you think you’re doing?” He would snap.
🖤 You frown, “I want to see.”
🖤 “No.”
🖤 He doesn’t mean to get rude. You know he doesn’t mean it. Honestly, his voice sounds… hurt.
🖤 The broken man would let you kiss his mask, hands and hug onto him.
🖤 But refuses to let you touch his mask
🖤 You catch him without it in accident.
🖤 He was taking a breather. The mission was long and it was hot outside.
🖤 You couldn’t help but look for him, you find him sitting alone, walking over only to see he mask sitting next to him.
🖤 “Gabe..?”
🖤 He snaps his head up, his face, worn from age but scars from battle. You didn’t mind. You don’t care what he looked like.
🖤 He looked perfect.
🖤 “What are you looking at?” He asks, now getting annoyed. He knew you were going to think he was hideous.
🖤 You just smile, sitting down and leaning in, kissing his lips finally.

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SOLDIER: 76

💙 Would be sincere about it.
💙 “You wouldn’t like what you’d see.”
💙 “I’m not the best looking guy.”
💙 “War ruined me.”
💙 You’d roll your eyes every time. Reassuring him you don’t care what he looks like.
💙 You’d jokingly reach for it, only for him to grab your hands. You’d grin.
💙 It’d be a every day thing. Constantly trying to see.
💙 Trying to catch him
💙 Nothing worked.
💙 You finally reach up one more time on the way to a mission, you two alone.
💙 He doesn’t stop you.
💙 It makes you hesitate, and you pause
💙 “You won’t like me.”
💙 You shake your head, and take off the visor slowly.
💙 You see the scars, frown and dark circles.
💙 “Jack, I love you.”

Ohhh you’re my favourite imagin blog I love how you write Reyes and reader their dynamic is so lovely ❤💖💕 What do you think whould be Reyes favourite type of role-play or his favourite type of outfit to impress his Dom?

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Thank you!

Gabriel loves his outfits and being creative with them. As a result, you’re as likely to get his old Soldier 24 uniform as you are a Victorian duke’s finery. At one point in time, he fabricated an ensemble similar to what he wears in the future as Reaper – all leather and dark canvas and ammo belts that accentuate his thick thighs, broad shoulders and barrel chest. If he feels a more BDSM vibe, he’ll go with the tried and true leather belt ‘outfit’. It’s nothing more than a series of belts and straps crisscrossing his thickly muscled body and accentuating his cock, but it’s one of his favourites if he’s in a mood to be objectified.

As for his favourite roleplay, I think he has a few. Interrogation via sexual torture is a big one, what with the whole range of toys and gizmos that the two of you collectively own – that milking machine has to come in handy sometime. Another roleplay that he likes to do is that of a hero and their arch-villain. Call him cliche but he loves (pretend) hate-fucking and he gets so rough with it. Of course he expects you to be equally as rough and the two of you come away with so many bruises that he can explain it as the results of a particularly vicious spar.

If you’d be open to it! Headcanons for Gabe or Soldier:76 (your choice) being the main event at a bdsm party? Like being part of a demonstration or just there to enjoy themselves with Dom Reader. Thank you for being so amazing!

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Sure! I did both because I’m greedy lmao

Gabriel

Big pain slut here. He can take a beating, shrug it off, and take another beating. You love to show it off by taking the whip, flogger, paddle, crop, and cane to him until he’s nice and glowing, strips of light bruising forming on his beautiful skin. He’ll take a break, then be locked into stocks for the rest of the night as a whipping boy for the rest of the party-goers to enjoy. You’re always there, of course, but you ensure that he’s drooling and floating in subspace long before he’s done.

Gabriel’s happy to do play with other men at parties too, so you can often make him top another guy for a scene. It’s hot seeing him throw someone else around for your amusement and pleasure, and with your permission, he’ll make that guy kiss your feet through ‘force’ and maybe take a strap on to the guy’s ass. He won’t use his cock to fuck someone else since it’s your cock and you like knowing where it’s been. He loves making others cry out loud for mercy – must be that inner sadist – and it appeals to you because he’ll have that maniacal grin and then change to kiss you gently afterwards, and then he’ll beg you to let him ruin his toy.

If not playing, Gabriel will happily spend the night in your lap with his face buried against your belly. He can be your footstool or give you a massage when your feet get sore from your killer heels. Those big hands are good for more than just pounding your pussy or stroking his cock, after all. He gladly tunes out the rest of the room and oils up his hands and your feet, rubbing and pressing deep until you’re in a puddle on the chair. If you let him, he’ll happily help you to your feet and carry you to the car so you both can go home. He might insist on driving to give you a break, though it’s up to you whether you want it or not.

Gabe’s not a fan of playing with other women at parties, and prefers to keep things out of his ass and his cock out of people’s holes. He’s insanely loyal and sticks very close to you at parties like this. That collar around his neck doesn’t stop everyone from approaching him outside of a scene, but his resting bitch face sure does.

Soldier 76

If Gabriel’s a pain slut, then Jack’s just a slut in general. He will happily kneel in the centre of the room or area and let you pimp him out. His mouth, so talented and eager, will suck cock and eat pussy like he’s starved for it, swallowing down load after load until it’s dribbling from the corner of his mouth. Like this, he won’t be allowed to use his cock at all and only be used as a set of holes. His ass is trained and you know it, inviting men with the biggest cocks and women with the biggest dildos to stretch him wide and ruin his ass. Jack loves it and would beg for more if his mouth isn’t already being used.

You like to show Jack off like a show dog, ordering him into humiliating positions and telling him to play with himself in front of a crowd. He eagerly complies and while he blushes, he’ll do everything you say with gusto and a trembling lip. Jack has a huge humiliation kink and loves it when you get him to edge himself again and again in public; he’ll beg and whimper and groan until the audience roars with glee and allow him to cum. By the end of the night you’re sure that he’s soaked in cum inside and out.

If the play space allows for it, you’ll string Jack up on the wall like a curiosity for party goers to look at. He’s an older man, sure, but he’s a sexy as hell older man who can take his orgasms like a champ. They’ll come around and fondle his cock and his balls, probing at his loose ass and complimenting you on your training and how you’ve snatched up such a slut. You tell Jack that the more compliments he gets, the bigger the reward for him the next day. As a result, he’ll blushingly and shyly ask those who approach him about what they think of his body and his holes. If they’re not convinced of his ‘pedigree’, he’ll beg you to let them use him so they can see his worth for themselves.

It’s not often that you get to bring Jack to parties or where he’s in the mood for such a thing, so it’s a treat for the both of you. Humiliation is a big kink of his, yes, but while it gives him a huge rush and propels him into subspace for a good day or two, he crashes badly once the high wears off. As a result, you limit parties to once in a blue moon or when he’s craving it badly.

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Of course! That’s kind of a lot of boys, so I’m going to limit that to attack and defense heroes for now, and the imagines will be fairly short. Hope you don’t mind!

These were really fun to write! Thinking about all of their faces lighting up after seeing their s/o made me really happy.

Just a note: I won’t be doing Bastion or Torbjorn, I just couldn’t think of anything for them

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a/n: short angst attempt for our good ol’ favorite shotgun user.

Not everyone welcomed death. Even fewer welcomed it with love, warm arms wrapping around a cold body or a kiss stained with the color red. You smiled, even while your life faded away from your eyes, telling him that you still loved him, that if anyone were to kill you then it was only right for it to have been him.

He cradled you in his arms, the warmth of your body long gone, but still, he held you praying that maybe, just maybe this was all a horrible, horrible nightmare. That he would wake up and he would be just Gabriel Reyes, commander of Blackwatch, not the abombination he is now, and you would be the person he swore to live the rest of his life with.

But this isn’t a dream, this was reality. Death weeped, screamed, cursed himself and what he had done. He would never be able to wash his hands clean of your blood, it would stain his hands no matter what he did.

“From the day we met, I knew I’d hurt you eventually.”

How would the BW crew (separately) punish a Reader that is not only trying to escape, but also quite smart about it. She is not constantly rebelling, but learned what they like and what they don’t to manipulate them. And it wouldn’t be hard to crush her until she begs for mercy, problem is the yanderes are head overs in love with her, and hope that one day she learns that her place and love belong to them. They want her to want them, so most brutal gory punishment are out of the question.

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a/n: wanted to write some more kisses for the ow characters similar to this post, but with some different characters! hope that you enjoy the one’s i picked to write for.

Soldier 76:

Hesitant, lips shaking. Jack doesn’t feel like he deserves this, not after that’s happened he doesn’t believe that happiness is something he can have, but those hesitant, shaking lips are always gentle. To him, you are like Atlas, holding him above the water stopping him from drowning and showing him that even he deserves this. To feel loved, and to be loved in return.

Reaper:

Lips littered with scars, but warm and kind. Despite how he is, Reaper is still the same man he was before, Gabriel was still there. In how he looked into your eyes, how he kissed you, holding your face delicately in his hands as if you were made of glass. Will bury his feelings deep in his heart, to protect you and to protect himself, but he always gives you the sweetest of kisses.

McCree:

Tasting of the cigars he smokes, lips warm. A smirk graces his lips while he leans back in seeking out your lips once more, never able to get enough of your kisses he seeks them out wherever he can. May it be a quick kiss before the two of you go on a mission, in the middle of the hallway or even hiding behind his hat. You love kissing your cowboy, relishing in that familiar cigar smell that clings to his clothes and the taste of it on his lips.