Princess - Genji Shimada

Hi! I got a small idea for my Genji request, so I'll share it with you. Imagine growing up with the Shimadas, always being so close to them up, having promises of marrying the younger brother - until Genji's murder - resulting in reader's family backing them away completely due to fear of the actions. I would love if you could write a bit of how Genji would feel, what would he do when he finally sees reader again - since they're unhappily married off to a rich merchant. And a simple wish escapes their lips -- "Take me with you." -Nia

Oooo we love angsty Shimada stories! Hopefully this meets your expectations!

Genji x Reader (gen)

Word count: 1334

For the majority of your childhood years, you spent them with the Shimada’s, more specifically Hanzo and Genji Shimada. The two brothers were practically your brothers with the amount of time that you had spent with them. 

The three of you would play in the Shimada castle, running around playing tag or hide and seek. The elders let you, of course, you were kids after all. They allowed you to have fun despite their beliefs in raising the brothers. 

However, whilst Hanzo was growing older, his playtime grew shorter and he grew more intimidating. Less like a kid, but more of a boy following strict rules. Genji, on the other hand, was still running through the garden with you whenever you visited. While your parents discussed many a topic with his parents, the pair of you continued to play games. 

No matter the day, no matter the weather, Genji would always find something to do. Some days consisted of roaming the garden, or sat in his room playing games on his consoles. Other days the pair of you were trying to distract Hanzo or pulling him to come play with you despite his best efforts to decline. 

There were silly little games, one of which was pretending to be married to the younger brother. Both being a giggling mess, it caught the attention of your parents who then deemed it suitable for you to marry the younger Shimada. The elder Shimada’s agreed and with firm handshakes from both families, it was then set in stone. 

The older brother knew, of course, what was going to happen between his younger brother and you. He was told about most of the family affairs… and then he was told about all the wrong his brother was doing as they hit their young adulthood… 

Then the fateful day had arrived. Hanzo bit back what tears he had, straightened his attire before setting out to the training hall where he found his brother. Genji’s deep meditation came to a grinding halt when he heard footsteps approaching, and thinking nothing of it, tried to focus on his breathing once more. 

Spattered blood marked the floor as screams echoed around the room. Genji tried to run from the monster that was his brother but slash after slash came, cutting into his body and almost bleeding him dry. 

The pain was unbearable for the younger brother as his body lay limp on the ground, the life slowly fading from him as the last sight he witnessed was his brother standing over him, muttering “I’m sorry” as tears streamed down his face. 

Things weren’t the same from then on. Hanzo never saw the removal of his brothers body, assuming that the elders took care of it. The Shimada clan kept it on the downlow, nobody knew that Genji was murdered, just that he mysteriously vanished that night.

From there on, your family completely withdrew you from the Shimada’s, more so in fear of what would happen to you if you were to do something wrong. Rumours were quickly spread around Hanamura; how the Shimada’s assassinated the younger boy, or how he ran away after some unfortunate event. Some ladies claimed he ran from his shame. 

If only they truly knew… 

Genji knew. 

He was still alive. 

His appearance had change significantly. From what he was, a human boy, to a half cyborg man. At first, he hated his body, but there was something that was eating away at him more so than his hatred of himself. 

He wondered what you would think. 

Where are you? Are you okay? Does Hanzo still speak of me? Is my family treating you well? I miss you. I want to get married to you again. Remember our childhood days? I was so happy with you, I felt at home with you. You were someone I trusted, someone I felt safe with… Where are you, [y/n]? How is life treating you?

So many questions that were to be left unanswered as he laid in this uncomfortable medical bed being fed through a tube as his body recovered. 

Do you still think of me, [y/n]? I’m still thinking of you. I need you here. Please… Someone tell [y/n] that I’m alive… I need to see them… 

Someone would probably consider it possessive, obsessive even. His head isn’t on right, too high on drugs. He had muttered your name more times than one, medics trying to unscramble the words that spilled over. 

Days turned into weeks and those weeks into months and while Genji was still recovering, his mind was still replaying his childhood. The days he spent running with you in the garden, hiding under his bed from Hanzo, beating you at video games. Then he wondered where everything went wrong. Why did he deserve to be cut up like his? Why did he have to be mutilated? Why by his own brother?

—

Spring in Hanamura was serene. With the cherry blossoms falling to the asphalt below, the residents continued to prepare for the spring festivals. The streets were bustling with life, stalls were being set up and the smell of food seeped through every open window within the vicinity. 

The majority of the residents had forgotten about the whole Shimada situation, having happened several years prior. By forgetting and moving on, they were doing themselves a favour. 

However, there was one household in particular that didn’t forget, and that was yours. Not a night went by when you didn’t think about the missing Shimada. You had begged night and day with Hanzo and the elders for them to tell you what had happened but they refused each request. 

Eventually, you gave up begging, you gave up looking for answers. You just had to accept that Genji was gone. 

You had to accept that you were married to someone you didn’t even love. You shared the same bed with this man, had sex with him many nights in the week but each time was just to satisfy his needs.

You did not want him. 

You wanted Genji. 

Each day you hoped he would appear, a miracle in itself if he truly was murdered. So when you wandered through the festival streets that were overcrowded with vendors and customers, you had to look twice at the man who was stood in the middle of the street. 

Despite the hood and the metal, those eyes had never felt more familiar, so when the man turned and ducked into a nearby alley, you followed. Squeezing through the tight gap, you ended up on an empty street and there he was, stood beside the wall on the left. 

“[y/n].” That voice… 

“Genji…” You muttered, almost in disbelief. 

“I didn’t think I’d see you again.” He responded as his hand came up to caress your cheek to which you leaned into without hesitation. “I have been so scared. I only wanted to see you, to make sure you were okay.”

“You’re alive.” With a quiet voice and tears pricking your eyes, all you could do was stare at him. “What happened to you?” 

“That is a long story.” He looked down at your hands as he grabbed them. “You are married?” 

“I wish I wasn’t.” You half smiled. “Genji…” 

“I know.” He sighed. “Are you happy?” 

You shook your head. “No. Every night I laid awake thinking about you.” 

Genji chuckled. “Maybe we just weren’t meant to be in this life.” His tone was full of sadness, it was pained. 

“I still want to be with you.” 

The ninja cupped your cheeks before he pressed his forehead against yours. “I know, koibito.” Genji then placed the metal half of his face against your cheek, mimicking a kiss. 

“This is goodbye…?” Tears pricked your eyes once more as you stared at him. He only nodded before turning and vanishing into the night.

Before he truly left, however, he heard your final request, one that pained him deeply. 

“Take me with you…”

can you write uhm gulps loudly uhm Genji and reader uhm gulps sharing a first kiss but Genji is a little insecure and shy because of his scars and like he doesn't want to take off his mask at first but like gulp uhm... looks around uhm I DON'T KNOW I NEED GENJI FICS!! Maybe we can even kiss his mask idk... Preferably with a fem reader!

The way you wrote this request took me OUTTT

I’ll give you some shy genji anon (˶˃⤙˂˶)🎀

Contains- kissing ( ˘ ³˘)

Rating- E for most brains

Warnings- none

Authors note- I can’t write kissing tbh, we get thru it though!

Fic starts below cut!

Unlike when he was a teen, Genji is slow with his love, being cautious to show who he is to people he didn’t fully know or trust yet. He was scared that his scars and body, or lack there of, would make the person he loved feel repulsed.

That fear still lingered in your 3rd month of dating when you had noticed him avoiding the subject of physical intimacy, or even showing you his face or body often. Whenever you’d bring it up he’d conveniently have a meeting or a mission to get ready for and avoid you for a few hours until he’d figured you’d dropped the subject.

Today you finally wanted to open the subject back up, deciding that it’d be best to ask when you both were home so you waited around for him. You lit candles in the living room and set up a bunch of blankets to ensure he’d be comfortable when he got home.

Later on he returned, tiered from the day. He instantly noticed the warm smell of the house as he took off his shoes before he joined you in the living room.

“What is all of this?” He asks, sitting on the plush couch cushion next to you, the material sinking beneath his weight. You figured it was now or never, if it was an answer you didn’t want to hear at least you’d know in stead of worrying that it was you.

“Genji- honey I know that you don’t like talking about stuff like this but I need you to listen” you start, taking his hands into yours, brushing your thumbs over his knuckles soothingly. He stiffens up, looking away from you.

“I understand if it’s just not something you want or- even like but I just want to know…” you sigh, collecting you thoughts before continuing.

“Why don’t you want to kiss me?” the words burn your throat as they come out, a slight embarrassment festering in your chest as he sat silent for a moment.

“It’s not you” he sighs, the realization of his attitude regarding the subject setting in. He does feel guilty that you’ve been waiting so long to know why but he still feels like he’s doing you a favor.

“Then what is it? I promise whatever it is I will be fine with it” you say, shifting to sit closer to him while facing him. The cold metal of his hands had slowly warmed under your touch, the coldness of his work slowly fading.

“I just… I don’t want to disgust you” he mutters, shrinking away from your warmth with a shudder. You stare at him for a moment, contemplating what he could possibly mean.

“Genji I could never be disgusted by you” you reassure, soft hands meeting the jaw of his mask, your fingers grazing the clips holding it in place. His hands quickly covered yours, a pained look in his eyes. He hated hiding from you but he could feel in his soul that you would be utterly repulsed by what you saw beneath the metal plating.

Regardless of his resistance you removed the covering, silently reassuring him with a warm smile. He closed his eyes as your hands met his tattered skin, warmth spreading over the surface.

He was shocked to say the least when he began to feel your lips pressing soft kisses on his scars, lipgloss transferring to his skin, leaving shiny residue.

“Oh Genji” you sighed, taking in his face in full as though it’d be the last time you’d see it.

“I don’t care what you look like, I’ll love you regardless” you whisper as he forces his eyes open to find a genuine smile on your face, is eyes brimming with tears that threatened to fall over his cheeks.

Without another word he leaned in and met your lips, hands shaking as he held you close. He could feel the heat of his cheeks worsening as his cheeks grew wet with tears, happy tears.

“I love you”

I decided to throw my hat in the ring too :>

I was wondering if I can request just hcs of making out with hazard with a slight hint of suggestive please and thank u 😽

YAAAAAAAA HELL YEAAAAHHHHHHHH, I’m gonna hold your hand when I say this i might sound a lil insane on this ALSO Thank you for being my second request!

How it would be like to make out with Hazard aka Findlay Docherty (SLIGHT NSFW)

- Unrelenting Confidence

Hazard is the type to take the lead unapologetically. He leans in like he already knows you’ve been waiting for this, his smirk daring you to keep up with his intensity.

- Rough Around the Edges

His kisses are anything but gentle; there’s a raw electric energy to the way he moves. He’s the kind to bite your lip just hard enough to leave a lingering ache, only to soothe it with a deep, lingering kiss right after. But if you can’t keep up or it’s too much for you to handle, he would actually try his best to be gentle. (no promises though)

- Playful Teasing

Hazard doesn’t just kiss you—he taunts you. He knows just how much his accent makes you melt and if it just to tease you? He will not shut the fuck up. He’ll pull away just as things are getting heated, chuckling low as if to say, “Is that all ye’ve got, love? Thought ye’d be puttin’ up a better fight.” before diving back in even rougher.

- Dominating Presence

While Hazard might come off as a cocky, unrelenting top at first glance, there’s a deeper, more vulnerable layer hiding behind his swagger. He thrives on praise, though he’d never admit it outright. Between kisses, if you so much as breathe out a soft: “You’re so good at this” or let slip a dazed, “I can’t get enough of you” it’s like flipping a switch. His grip tightens, his kisses grow more desperate, even buck his hips against yours to get some friction in his pants and a dark flush would spread across his cheeks. He freezes for half a second, his smirk faltering before doubling down. “Och, keep talkin’ like that, and I’ll show ye just how good I can be.” Congratulations, you got yourself a dog :].

- Bite Marks

Hazard has no problem with leaving reminders of your time together. He’ll nip along your jawline, neck, chest and even your thighs just hard enough to mark his territory without going too far. Every mark he leaves feels deliberate, like a signature. He even went as far as to suggest for you to wear shorts or skirts around him to show them off once, needles to say he only got some playful punches out of you.

- Chaotic Passion

There’s an unpredictability to him. One moment, his kisses are slow and teasing, and the next, they’re consuming, as if he’s determined to memorize every inch of your body.

- Aftermath

When it’s over, he’ll pull back just enough to lock eyes with you, that trademark smirk firmly in place as he takes in your flushed face and disheveled state. His only comment? A cocky, “Ye’d best catch yer breath now, lass, ‘cause ye’ll need it next time.”

When Movie!SonAmy is in the courting era™️, I imagine it’s Sonic who tells everyone all the details, like she told me this she did that, especially to his bros amd maybe Shadow (if he ever comes along) And as fans of Telenovelas Knuckles and Shadow are soooo invested (though Shadow would kill anyone that said he is too interested) meanwhile Tails nods along, praying that Sonic and amy will get together so that this torture will end.

Knuckles once suggests that Sonic fights Shadow in front of Amy to impress her, which Shadow shots down because he’d win and embrass Sonic. And says that Amy isn’t a prize to be won™️ Which Sonic agrees on.

Tails, as a fan of nature documentaries, searches all about hedgehog rituals but Sonic immediately refuses because he feels closer to a human than a hedgehog lol

Suprisingly Shadow is the only one with sound advice, as someone who actually spent time around a girl Amy’s age before as his sister but it amounts to something. He urges Sonic to spend time with her as much as possible, don’t forget that girls, especially Amy and Maria, like adrenaline and fun as much as he does. The stereotype that girls just sit pretty and gossip is not true.

The four have group chat and everything, Tails Knux and Shadow are all trained wingmen. Meanwhile, once asked Amy is like,yeah we went on a picnic this tuesday it was cool and doesn’t elaborate more than that, while losing her mind internally over everything. And Shadow senses this, so becomes a double agent outside of Amy and Sonic’s knowledge because he doesn’t give a heck about secrecy at this point. If these two idiots were left to their own the only person guranteed to see their wedding (assuming they stay alive until that) is Shadow since he is immortal.

Some Genji

So I slept less than three hours due to my insomnia and needless to say I’m fucking wrecked so what did I do? Right! I wrote something about my husbando Genji. Show him some love everyone🖤

•Genji was smitten when he first saw you. Luckily you couldn’t see his face, the way he stared at you, completely speechless

•Young Genji wouldn’t have wasted a second, going up to you and letting his charms work

•But he has changed and so he tries a more subtle approach; Getting to know you better first by engaging you in chats more often

•There more he gets to know you the more he falls for you, which he, of course, notices

•Now he had been a playboy in his earlier days, woohing men and women alike, but if it comes to such things like love and a serious relationship, he’s quite inexperienced. Nothing he’s had so far lasted long enough, even habouring such strong feelings towards someone was foreign to him

•He won’t tell you right away. He meditated a lot and confined in Zenyatta, very hesitant about this, bevor making the decision to tell you about his feelings

•Despite accepting him the way he is, he still fears you won’t. Dating a cyborg is quite the peculiar thing, after all

•He would probably ask you to look at the night sky with him, admiring your face as you observe the stars, before gathering himself and confessing

•He is surprised and overjoyed when you say you feel the same. You can’t see it, but he’s got the biggest smile on his lips and that sparkle in his eyes

•Since then you’ve been slowly making your way towards a relationship, considering your occupation at Overwatch and what the both of you have gone through, it takes some time, but it’s worth it

•Will proudly introduce you to Zenyatta if you don’t already know him, and his hearts melts when you become friends with the omnic

•Genji isn’t a sucker for PDA per se, but expect soft gestures from him nevertheless, like holding your hand or actively searching for your company. In private he’s rather clingy though

•Someone once flirted with you, and oh boy he was at your side within seconds. At first he’s going to politely ask them to stop flirting and touching you, especially when it makes you uncomfortable. But if someone is really taking it to far with hitting on you he’s going to talk with a tone that sounds light, yet has a very dark and murdery undertone. After that, no ones dares flirt with you anymore

•The way he talks and acts is so very different now, you can really tell that he’s comfortable around you

•Apropos comfortable; You have to be patient with him, especially if it comes to revealing his past and his face to you. Poor him is gonna be very hesitant and nervous about it, fearing that his scars might make you turn away from him

•He almost cries tears of love and joy when you look at his face with the same loving gaze as always, telling him you’ll love him no matter what

•The longer your relationship goes on for, the more often he’ll take off his visor around you, savouring your touch on his skin

guess we old soldiers are hard to kill. but i should have known. you always took his side. he did this to me, ana. they left me to become this thing. they left you to die. they left me to suffer.

spoilers for River Ward missions so BEWARE!

River Ward's questline is so important to me and imma tell you why;

because you can finally save someone.

you can't save Jackie (your best choom) and you can't save Evelyn (who didn't deserve what happened to her) and you can't save Scorpion (who didn't deserve what happened to him) and you can't really save the dolls at Clouds, but you can save Randy and some of the other victims that were taken as well, and i can't tell you how cathartic that was for me (and my V by extension) to know that Randy's gonna be able to come home to a family who loves him.

River, the ex-cop, really said, "I trust you and only you to help me find someone very dear to me," and then you actually??? succeed?????? yes, River, i fucking love you THANK YOU FOR TRUSTING ME

Ghost Shells, 2023

Could I get some Cayde 6 with a loud fem hunter reader? Maybe her being self concious bc shes loud?

-Your boisterous personality is refreshing to him. Cayde is used to very serious Warlocks and Nightstalkers so you hear your loud laughter brings a small smile to his face everytime he hears it.-You will always be unique to him. There are not very many genuinely happy guardians left and very few hunters who possessed such rowdiness. Most importantly you will always be special to him and he’s found himself falling in love with your joy.-However, seeing you change yourself in order to make others happy displeases him. Cayde finds you so amazing that he can not see why any other being wouldn’t be able to see that as well! He’ll tell you that you should never stop being you and seeing the smile that you gave him made his heart flutter. -If you are ever self-conscious about who you are he will always notice it and pull you aside. Cayde’s words never fail to cheer you up and so you’ve started to do the same for him despite not knowing that your mere presence makes him happy.-Your close relationship eventually blossoms into a wonderful romance that lasts an eternity until death finally wedges it’s way between the two of you and tears your relationship apart. 

bob is the babiest of babies, leave him out of this

Bob: “I AM TOO BIG. BABIES ARE SMALL.”