Genji X GN! Reader

Thought on being Genji's first love after his accident.

After coming to terms with his new body under Zenyatta's guide, he still never really put himself put there. Back before Genji always had someone to spend time with, he never was as alone as he was now. He always had a girlfriend or many people he spoke to, but now it's just him and a body he still didn't really like to look at. He more focused on training, meditation and any missions overwatch sent him on.

That was until the new overwatch recruit came along, they were friendly and treated him like a human. He enjoyed talking to them, either training alongside them or a quick wave when they passed by. He felt his heart quicken a little bit when they were near but he pushed those feelings down, nobody could love something like him right?

Soon enough him and that new recruit would spend time outside of overwatch, getting lunch together or him walking them home. With enough convincing, he would eventually show his face to them. Removing the helmet willingly for once, his face was so pretty you couldn't help but admire it. Genji felt embarrassed, scars were everywhere and he didn't like to think about them.

He reached for his mask again but you caught his hand, stopping him from covering his face again. He relented and let you touch his face, his cheeks were dusted a soft pink and he averted your gaze.

"I don't know why you cover your face, it's very handsome."

His blush deepened, he tried to reply but he couldn't think of any words. You realized what you said but before you could apologize he spoke.

"Thank you.. I. I never expected to hear that.."

He smiled softly, he took your hand in his.

"Especially not from someone as beautiful as you."

Genji never thought he would be called handsome again, but maybe this was the beginning of something new.

Genji being scared of a thunderstorm? (Blackwatch era?)

!WARNING! This work contains anxiety attacks. 

                          𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙰 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖

Staring out the window in wonder, whilst keeping an eye on the monitor for all your patients, you silently hoped that everyone was sleeping soundly. 

This storm had raged on, and only a select few could go on missions at the moment. Mainly the more important ones, such as supply runs and thwarting talon missions. 

Spinning in your office chair, you took another sip of coffee, you managed to convince Angela to take the night off since she had taken the night shift the day before. It didn’t matter much to you, sure, you were tired. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t work. Angela tended to work until she broke. And as a medic, that was not something you couldn’t risk Angela falling asleep on the job. There were too many people to patch up, too many kids (young adults really, you called them kids as an inside joke) getting themselves hurt trying to be a hero, and some actually becoming heroes, diving in front of a bullet to save civilians, a friend, or someone else of importance. 

You sigh deeply, taking another sip of your coffee, it's still hot, thanks to the coffee machine being only a few feet away. At the moment, you're scrolling through your phone as well, playing a few time burner games that you downloaded to make this shift less boring. 

However, it seems that whatever has control over destiny thinks differently, as you hear one of the beeping noises increase rapidly. 

It flashes red at you, this could be a sign of many things. Fear, Panic, Maybe even...ew. You remembered the first time you walked in on a patient doing that in the middle of the night. 

You pull your lab coat onto your shoulders, grabbing a medkit, and rushing down the hall. 

Typing the code for the room, the door slides open, and you see a familiar, yet sweaty cyborg on the bed, clutching his shoulders, almost in a self hug. 

You can see that his knuckles are white on his fleshy hand, and his metal one is digging into the flesh of his still intact arm. 

You hear him breathing heavily and rapidly. Panic Attack. Another flash of lightning fills the room, and he seems to panic more, jumping at it and his breathing becomes even faster, heavier than before.

You softly place the medical kit on the table farthest from him.

“Genji?”

No reply, however, his eyes flick up to you, before they turn back to the ground. 

That was a good sign at least, he wasn’t too wrapped up in his head at the moment. You may be able to calm him down quicker than the other doctors have.

“Genji, I need you to count down from ten.”

Genji gives no reply at first, before his eyes clench cut, muttering something under his breath so quiet that you barely hear it. 

“Genji, what do you need right now?”

He is silent at first, before shaky fingers gesture to the window. 

You turn to the window at the opposite end of the room, slowly, you walk over and press a button next to the window, instantly the noise from outside is no more, and a dark black shade draws over it.

The room is dark for a moment before the lights slowly turn on, then again, it's not like you’d need them, Genji’s LEDs would light the room up anyways. 

You turn to him, see Genji, his breathing less labored, still in a panic mode, but thankfully not as bad as before. You were certain if Genji didn’t tell you about the window, he would’ve passed out. 

“You’re safe here Genji,” You say so softly. “You’re alright, it's just the thoughts that are doing this, nothing else.”

He still doesn’t reply, eyes blown wide and still clutching himself, but his breathing has slowed a tad bit more, you’re a bit closer now, and you can see that he’s trembling. 

“I’m here, Genji.” 

No reply again, but you don’t expect one either. 

“Just keep breathing,” A pause. “Can you count to ten again?” 

Genji’s eyes slam shut, and his head falls into his arms, but you can still hear him breathing, there are breaks between his breaths, you know he’s counting. 

It takes about ten minutes for him to calm down, throughout it, you’re there, coaxing him, occasionally rushing outside to silence any rowdy recruits that returned from missions. But you’re there. 

The second time you turn, his breathing has returned to normal, his face is drenched with sweat and tears, his hair sticking to his forehead. He avoided your gaze, refused to acknowledge your presence, and you don’t hear a thank you from him either, not that you care of course. 

Genji says something softly under his breath. Maybe a thank you. 

You turn to the medicine kit, grabbing alcohol pads and a few bandaids, as you see the area where his metal hand was gripping his shoulder is bleeding.

His eyes are wide and wild, he seems ready to attack you, slit your throat, but he looks like that all the time, that’s what the other doctors say. In all honesty, you did too. You were terrified of him, you weren’t confrontational, more passive unlike some of the other doctors. You heard the news of when Genji had first woken up when he learned what they had done. He was so angry. So many doctors were injured, not that he had done it on purpose, purely accidents, he didn’t want to hurt anybody on purpose. It was when Angela started to treat him that he calmed down. She was strong, yet so kind and gentle that it even managed to sweep Genji off his feet, you remembered that one week that Genji had a crush on her. 

It faded afterward, you fixed his prophetic every now and then, mainly oiling and helping him maintain them. 

It was often moments like this that you thought what could’ve happened to this man, this young man, who could’ve thought to this to someone so young. Staring at his scars in wonder. You learned not to stare too long, he took it wrong and told you to leave.

But your hands come to his arm anyways, he flinches, just as he usually does, you don’t even get to look for assurance before he relaxes. 

The pad is placed on his shoulder, he watches you work, his eyes never leaving the wound you’re treating. 

The small band-aids are placed down.

“Better, right?” You ask.

He nods slowly. Fingertips briskly touching the bandaids. His hand falls to his lap. 

“I’m sorry,” A pause. “For waking you.”

You raise an eyebrow. “You didn’t wake me Genji, I was on shift.” 

Genji doesn’t say anything after that. 

“If...you don’t mind me asking...was it one of those nightmares again?”

Genji looks at you, then shakes his head. 

“It was the storm wasn’t it?” 

He is silent, but you see his eyes flicking back and forth. Slowly, he nods his head. 

“Alright, next time, I’ll remember to tell the doctors to close the window-”

“I can handle it.”

You stare. 

“Genji, you had an anxiety attack, because of the storm?”

Genji scoffs. “So? It happened once, I’ve been fine other times.” 

“Genji, I’ve treated plenty of patients, it doesn’t just happen once, it’s a trigger.” You pause. “I know that you tend to let your mind get the best of you-”

“I let no such thing happen!” He snaps, eyes narrowing. 

You shake your head. “Either way, I’d keep the window closed, at least until the storm has passed.” 

Genji doesn’t reply, even after you pack up your med kit and leave the room. The door shuts, and you let a sigh escape your lips. 

                                                          _

“The storm?” Angela asks the next morning. You shake off sleep yet again. 

“Yep, figured it was because of it,” You pause. “He asked me to close the window while in the middle of it.”

Angela sighs. “Well, you were right about it being a trigger.” A pause, from her this time. “When his brother attempted to...kill him...I remember it storming heavily.” 

You raise an eyebrow.

“So..” A yawn escapes you. “He’s fine in small storms, but heavier ones he isn’t?” 

Angela shrugs. “I suppose, he will not tell me the specifics. I doubt he ever will,” She sighs. “But, I do not want to pressure him either, I’m glad you were able to help him.”

You shake your head. “Ah, it was nothing really. Better than having to patch up Mcree. Acts like he’s facing the execution block when I ask him what’s wrong.” 

Angela stifles back a laugh. “Since we’re on the topic of Mcree, he and Genji have been getting along fairly well.”

You blink.

“No way, really?”

Angela nods. “Genji surprisingly talks to him, he hasn’t uttered a word to me, unless it's a thank you, or to yes and no questions. You’ve fared a little better is what I hear. But Genji speaks to Mcree in full sentences!”

You smile. “Well that’s good, he’s probably doing a little better if that’s the case.” 

Angela sighs. “I hope so.” 

You slowly get up from the table, stretching. “Well, I’m gonna head to bed, see you tomorrow Angela.”

“Goodnight (Y/N), and sleep well.”

You turn the corner, walking down the hall, waving at a few med-bay regulars before you come to your room. The door slides open, and you fall onto your bed. However, you hear shuffling next to you. 

Your head is picked up before bright green fills your vision, and your eyes widen, nearly falling off the bed. 

It's long, glowing brightly, and...it places a small mushroom into your lap??? 

You give the creature a look before it drifts away, disappearing quickly. Staring at the small mushroom in your lap, you look around the room. You can stay up for twenty more minutes.

You rush down the hall with the mushroom in hand. Carefully not to damage or drop it. You come to the gardens, finding a few cooks gathered. 

“Hey, Bart, look at this!” 

Bart, the tall, large build chef turns to you, peppers in hand. “Ah, what’s that ya got there?” 

“Dunno, it's a mushroom, but I need to know what kind so I can take care of it.” 

You gently hand the mushroom to Bart, who examines it, before giving it a sniff. “Why it’s a button mushroom! Smells fresh too!” 

“Well?”

“Follow me, I’ll help ya plant her!”

The two go into the closet, Bart grabs a small light blue pot, placing it in your hands, as well as a bag of manure. You almost topple over from the weight. You place the manure on the ground and Bart opens the bag, grabbing the cup and scooping manure into it, and placing it inside of the pot. 

The mushroom is planted inside of it. 

You smile softly. “Thanks,”

Bart turns to you as he wipes his hands off on his pants. “Any time,” He pauses. “Where, did you get that anyway? We don’t have a shipment of those coming until next Friday.” 

You shrug, staring at the tiny plant. “Dunno, some weird...green lizard thing gave it to me before I went to bed.” 

“Hm, was it glowing?”

You nod. “Sure was, almost got blinded.”

“Ah, that oughta be Cheeseburger!” 

You blink. “What?” 

“Well, I call them cheeseburger, little devil that thing is. Nobody knows what it is, all it does is steal food and mess with people. It does like to get pet behind the ears though if you can catch it that is.” 

You chuckle lightly. “Then why would it give me a mushroom?”

Bart shrugs. “Maybe it likes you.” 

You turn back to the mushroom.

“Yeah, sure.” 

                                              ──•~❉+❉~•──

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(lol btw this is overwatch ask anon) May I suggest a solid "reacting to their s/o having a nightmare"? The contents of the nightmare aren't super important but I just love the fluff of it. Cassidy, hanzo and maybe genji? Plus anyone else you want to add (I really liked the ashe one you included on the last one btw :] )

👍 (BTW I am adding Ashe again and soldier 76)

(Btww I have so many nightmares it's not even funny😔)

Overwatch s/o has a nightmare😞

Cassidy

Immediately pulls you into him

He doesn't know what happened but he heard you scream and his mind just goes "protect y/n"

After he realizes what happened he'll comfort

If you can't sleep he'll tell you stories from when he was in Blackwatch or stories of Deadlock

He will make sure you comfortable before you go back to sleep

He'll even joke that he'll stay guard so no bad dreams get to you

Hanzo

He also has nightmares a lot

Mainly about Genji

So when he hears that you had one he goes into caring boyfriend mode

He gets you blankets, a movie, and some hot chocolate

You know comfort stuff

He will cuddle you and whispers that its okay and he's here if he feels you shivering

If your crying because of the nightmare he might panic a little bit but he handles it pretty well with more cuddles and forehead kisses

Genji

He's gotten a lot better about handling nightmares from Zenyatta

So he's got you

He'll take you outside to look at the stars and calm down

He'll also do some meditation or breathing exercises to help

If your crying he'll wipe your tears away and tell you stupid stories from when he and Hanzo were kids to make you laugh

Cause if you laugh he'll laugh and then your both giggling like psychos outside

But happy psychos

Soldier 76

Automatically panics

If you scream he'll spring up and grab his emergency gun from under the bed

When you say it was a nightmare he'll apologize

He didn't mean to overreact :(

After he calms down he'll cuddle you and read you a book he has to help

If you cry he panics and rocks you back and forth whispering in a panicked voice "don't cry its okay"

He's trying but it's kind of hard when he's on high alert from your scream

Ashe

She ALSO has an emergency gun under her pillow

When you scream she jumps up and yells "Where!?"

B.O.B also comes rushing in to see if your okay

When she sees you tear up she rushes over immediately

She hates seeing you cry and will do everything to stop it

She'll male you food or read you a book whatever you need to help calm down

If it makes you feel better she'll post B.O.B outside the room for extra measures

Whatever you need she'll get after all she leads Deadlock might as well use that title

Hope this works I'm not sure I got the personality right for hanzo but oh well I tried

Genji x Reader

Y/n works as a support, and her Genji loves visiting her when he can

The Overwatch base was bustling with activity as agents prepared for their next missions, but inside the medical bay, things were calm. Y/N was working alongside Dr. Angela Ziegler—Mercy—organizing supplies and preparing for the usual influx of injuries from the field. The air smelled faintly of antiseptic, and the soft beeping of medical machines provided a steady rhythm in the background.

Y/N glanced up from her work just in time to see the familiar figure of Genji Shimada entering the room. Even after all this time, the sight of him made her heart flutter. His sleek, cybernetic frame glimmered in the soft light, and though his face was hidden beneath his visor, she could always sense when he was smiling at her.

“Hey,” she greeted with a warm smile, setting down a set of medkits. “What brings you to the medical bay? Don’t tell me you’re injured.”

Genji chuckled softly, his voice gentle as ever, though slightly modulated by his mask. “No, no injuries today. Just thought I would visit my favorite healer.”

Y/N rolled her eyes playfully, walking over to him. “You know, Genji, this is supposed to be a professional environment.”

He tilted his head in mock contemplation. “Is it not professional to check in on someone who has saved your life many times?”

“Mm, maybe,” she replied with a grin, resting her hand on his arm. “But I think you just missed me.”

Genji chuckled again, his hand coming up to gently rest on hers. Even though his touch was mostly metal, she could feel the warmth and care behind it. “You caught me,” he admitted softly. “I just finished training and… I wanted to see how you were.”

Her heart swelled at the simple sweetness in his words. He always had a way of making her feel special, even when his approach was so casual.

Angela, who had been quietly observing from the other side of the room, gave Y/N a knowing smile before excusing herself to attend to other duties. “I’ll leave you two alone,” she said with a playful wink as she walked away.

Y/N turned back to Genji, shaking her head fondly. “She’s never going to let me live this down.”

Genji reached up, removing his visor so she could see the soft smile on his face, his human eye glowing with warmth. “Perhaps not,” he said, his tone teasing. “But I don’t mind if it means I get to see you.”

She blushed slightly at the sincerity in his words, and Genji took a step closer, closing the small gap between them. His hand moved to gently brush a strand of hair from her face, the touch light but full of affection.

“Thank you,” he said quietly, his voice softer now. “For everything you do—for me, for Overwatch. I know how hard you work.”

Her eyes softened as she gazed up at him. “You know I’m just doing my job,” she replied. “But… it’s nice to hear.”

“Your kindness is more than just a job,” Genji said, leaning down slightly. “It’s who you are. And it’s one of the reasons I…” He trailed off, but Y/N knew what he meant. She could feel it in the way he looked at her, in the way he held her close, as if she was something precious to him.

“Genji…” She smiled up at him, standing on her toes to place a soft kiss on his cheek. “You always know how to make me feel appreciated.”

He returned her smile, his arms gently wrapping around her waist as he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “You deserve to feel that way every day,” he whispered.

For a moment, the busy world of Overwatch seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of them in the peaceful quiet of the medical bay, wrapped up in each other’s warmth.

by OchreJelly

First Snow: A Blackwatch!Genji x Reader SFW Story

This wasn't a request, just something I came up with on my own to start things off. :) --- You stand from afar outside of the base, watching him. Clouds covered the sky, and snow fell from above; lightly at first, then gradually more intense. It was the first snowfall of the year, and if it kept up, it might stick. For Genji, this was his first time experiencing snow in this body. He was wearing nothing but a black hoodie over his cybernetics. This wasn't an issue for him, he normally didn't wear any clothing at all. He didn't perceive heat and cold in the same way anymore. He stretched both of his arms out and flexed his hands gingerly. In his left still flesh arm; he felt what he expected. Cold particles brushing against it and turning to water on impact, a growing feeling of numbness the longer he stood there. In his right cybernetic arm however, he only felt a muted sensation. The sensors in his arm were telling his brain that something was making contact with it, but he didn't have the same sensations of wet and numbness that his left did. He kneels down and sticks his whole right hand into the layer of snow forming at the ground and keeps it there. It is only after he doesn't pull it back out again after several minutes that you finally decide to approach Genji. "How long are you going to do that for?" you ask. He finally gets up and turns to face you. He isn't surprised by your question, he knew you were watching him the entire time. "Until I feel what I should be feeling." came the matter of fact reply. "Does it help?" you ask as he flexes his cybernetic hand several more times. He scoffs, and then suddenly grabs both of your hands and takes them into his own. You flinch and recoil from the sensation, the feeling of cold is overwhelming. Just how long had he been out here for before you found him?

He rolls his eyes, as if you had just asked a question with an obvious answer. "No, it doesn't. If I was normal, I would react as you did. But I don't feel things the same way you do anymore. I don't even feel your hands on mine the same way." You look down, unsure of what to say. Genji continues. "But that's the point isn't it? I'm not meant to feel. I was rebuilt to be a weapon. The less I feel, the easier it is to do my job." "Don't... don't talk about yourself like that, please..." you beg. It wasn't the first time he had spoken of himself like that. Every time he did, you hated it. Hated how he dehumanized himself like that. "It's the truth, and every day proves that more and more." he responds coldly. He turns and begins walking away. You stand there for a moment, then chase after him and wrap your arms around him, placing your head against the back of his faceplate. The cold metal sends chills down your spine, but you hold firm. "What're you doing?!" he demanded, but didn't move to break away. You move your right arm up and begin to stroke his hair. "Can you feel that?" you ask. "... Mostly." "And how does it make you feel?" "Embarrassed." You move your left hand over his chest, attempting to feel his heartbeat. You find it. A steady rhythm that grows faster the longer you keep your hand there. "Weapons don't have hearts, Genji. They don't have emotions. You do. That's how I know you're still human inside. That's how you know you're still human." There's a silence between you two. You move your right hand back down and place it over your left, so that both hands are now over his heart area. After a while, Genji raises his left human hand puts it on top of yours. "I feel lost." he begins; "On missions, it's easy, my anger focuses me on the task at hand. But afterwards, in the quiet, I feel like I lose a part of myself every time. Like there's nothing else." You say nothing.

He turns to face you. For the first time that day, you get a good look at his eyes. Normally Genji looked angry all the time. The red tends to do that. But when you're this close, you see something more. Pain. "Some days you're the only thing that reminds me I'm still human." he finishes. "I'll be there to remind you every day if you want me to. You're as human as I am; as anybody else here is. There's more to you than killing. You just have to find it again." That kind of just came out. You felt unsure whether that was what he needed to hear, but you notice the muscles in his face relax. "Thank you." he says quietly. You respond with a smile, but you're unable to hold it for long. The biting wind causes your teeth to start chattering. You look away, and then turn back when you hear a slight chuckle. "Did you just laugh at me?" you ask playfully. "Perhaps." he responds in kind. Your face drops into a slight pout.

"Come, let's get back inside, you must be freezing." he continues. He offers you his human arm, which you take, and he gently leads you back towards warmth. There will be other bad days, you're sure of that. But for today, you feel like you legitimately made a difference to Genji. And he's grateful for it.

Cayde-6 practice doodles

play of the game!

Dance with me?

I did a post on my other blog about slow dancing, and I loved writing it, so I decided to write something like that here too. It turned more into a comfort thing though. It’s a holoform thing also, because I just felt like writing him as a human, so I’ll be tagging this as humanformers. I’m so glad I wrote something other than requests, it’s been a while since I did something like this. I’m gonna get back to the requests later this week though, so no worries

•You’d invited Optimus to your place for the night, because you just felt like you could both use some time together

•You ate dinner together, and had some wine, and he was pretty quiet the whole evening

•He doesn’t talk very much in the first place, but now even less for some reason

•When you had eaten, he collected all the dishes and piled them in the sink, but you noticed he sort of hovered next to the sink, like he didn’t know what to do

•You grabbed his hand and he turned to face you, he looked exhausted and so very stressed it made your heart ache

•You just ask him “Dance with me?” and he just nods

•You had had some melodic music playing very quietly in the background, so you pulled him closer and guided his hands to your waist

•Optimus is very tall, even in his holoform, so you’re about shoulder height to him

•You wrap your hand together behind his lower back  and just hold him close, while starting to sway lightly

•You can feel his body being really tense, before he finally relaxes and exhales very deeply

•Optimus is resting his chin on top of your head and he has his eyes closed

•You know how stressed he is and you’re honestly surprised he hasn’t broken down in a while

•Now he’s just holding you like his life depends on it, he’s so scared for you every day, he knows the decepticons know about you and he knows how vindictive Megatron is

•You start to feel him shuddering while you hold each other, and you can hear him crying very quietly

• You try to pull back a bit to see his face, but he embraces you tighter and asks you not to pull away

•You just hug him back and stay in his arms, you’re not swaying to the music anymore, you’re just standing there, holding each other

•After a while he apologizes if he ruined your evening by crying, but you just place your hands on his cheeks gently and tell him that he never needs to apologize to you for something like that

•Optimus embraces you again, this time lifting your feet off the floor and just whispers a teary “thank you” into your ear

•You’re so very dear to him, you’re his light in all the darkness that is his life in the middle of the war he’s fighting

•He treasures moments like this with you so much, he would love it if he could spend his life with you, no war, no fear of you getting hurt by someone who hates him so much they’d relish in the pain your death would bring him

•Just him, with you, forever

Nice Question. My favorite of all is obviously Beauty and the Beast. 😊

Most Romantic Disney Movie?

Asking for opinions for... REASONS. But what Disney movie (I’m talking original animated) do people think is the most romantic one out there?