My Favorite Voices Of Some Of The Characters

Transformers Animated: human au! Look at these bois.

or more likely, my interpretation of their human selves.

Meditation (Genji x Reader)

//Hello everyone! This is my first actual post on here, hope you all like it~

You’re sitting on a picnic blanket with Genji in the gardens of his estate, enjoying the spring weather. The sakura trees have just begun to blossom, covering the trees in pale pink flowers and filling the air with a faint floral aroma. You lean into Genji and close your eyes, resting your head between his shoulder and his neck. He wraps his arm around you and pulls you closer, making you smile. You sigh happily. It had taken a long time for him to get this comfortable with you, but it was well worth the wait.

“Genji,” you murmur.

He looks down at you and speaks slowly, “What is it…” he pauses and his eyes dart away from yours as his face reddens. He swallows before continuing, “… Honey?” He chuckles at his embarrassment.

Your heart seems to swell in your chest and you grin at him. Genji is still getting used to using pet names—something he had never used seriously before dating you. You told him he didn’t need to use a pet name if he wasn’t comfortable with it, but he insisted that he wanted to.

You sit upright and face him. “Can you teach me how to meditate?”

His eyes gleam and he smiles sincerely. It was the first time anyone wanted to learn something he now loved to do.

He spends the next few minutes “warming you up” by walking you through light stretches to relax your muscles and showing you a comfortable position to meditate in.

Once the two of you are settled, sitting face-to-face, Genji begins talking you through the meditation process. He tells you to close your eyes and concentrate on your breathing and how the breaths flow in and out of your body.

Genji’s voice is so soothing that you immediately feel relaxed. He keeps guiding you through the meditation and the gaps between his spiels become longer and longer. Eventually he falls silent and you’re left listening to the world around you. Birds chatter. Insects drone in the distance. The sound of flowing water enters your ears and you feel at peace with the world.

A few minutes pass and a light breeze blows through the garden, making the sakura branches sway. You’re pulled out of your concentration by mild curiosity. You open your eyes to peek at Genji.

He’s looking at you lovingly. When you open your eyes, he grins. “Sorry. I couldn’t concentrate… I was so happy,” he said and laughed. “And… You look so pretty when you’re relaxed.”

You blush and snuggle up to him. “You’re so unfair. I thought you were meditating too!”

Genji chuckles and runs his fingers through your hair. “I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you.” He leans down and plants a kiss on your forehead. Before he pulls away, you wrap your arms loosely around his neck and nuzzle his nose. “We should meditate more often,” you say. He grins and kisses your lips.

“Of course… Honey.”

//Shout-out to @freedomaboveallelse for introducing me to OW and the fandom! I am now OW trash hahaha;;;

Good ol’ dog

Hazard x Reader

A/N: I just wanted to write something where hazard is just a sucker for praises and where he gets called a good boy because I’ve been salivating for something like this. (I’m going insane apologies in advance)

Summary: Hazard lately has been putting lot of work, but no one seems to be taking notice of that except you.

Hazard was exhausted, the tension from today’s mission still visible in the tightness of his shoulders as he sat slouched in the chair by the window. He wasn’t one to complain, but the way his eyes avoided yours told you how much the day had taken out of him.

“You know, you could just let me pamper you for once” you said, standing in the doorway with your arms crossed.

“Pamper me?” he scoffed, his thick Scottish accent laced with a faint growl of annoyance. “I’m nae wee bairn. I don’t need lookin’ after.”

You sighed and crossed the room, ignoring the way he tensed as you stepped closer. “It’s not about needing it. It’s about deserving it. You did more than just ‘your part’ today, Hazard. You carried the entire mission.”

He huffed, leaning back in his chair as if the conversation was already tiring him. “Ye’re makin’ it sound bigger than it was. I just did what had tae be done.”

“No, you did what no one else could do” you corrected, and before he could argue, you climbed onto his lap, straddling him.

His entire body froze, his hands hovering in the air like he didn’t know where to put them. “What are ye—”

“Sit still” you ordered, pressing your hands to his shoulders to keep him from bolting.

Hazard’s cheeks flushed immediately, the redness creeping all the way to his ears. “Yer mad” he muttered, his voice low and strained.

“Maybe” you teased, cupping his face and brushing your thumbs over the slight stubble on his jaw. “But you never take care of yourself, so someone’s gotta do it.”

His eyes darted to yours, wide and uncertain, and it only made you grin. “You’re so used to being the one in charge, aren’t you? Always protecting everyone else, always doing the right thing.” You leaned in closer, your voice soft and teasing. “You’re like a big, loyal dog. Dependable, selfless, but absolutely clueless when it comes to letting someone take care of you.”

Hazard’s blush deepened, and his jaw tightened under your touch. “Dinnae call me a dog” he muttered, his voice gruff.

“Oh, but it fits” you teased, brushing a strand of his hair out of his face. “You get all shy when someone scratches behind your ears, don’t you?”

“Don’t worry,” you said, leaning even closer until your foreheads almost touched. “I’ll be gentle.”

He opened his mouth to respond, but you didn’t let him. Instead, you whispered, “You’re such a good boy, Hazard.”

Hazard froze completely, his breath hitching at your words. His hands tightened on your waist, his eyes wide as he stared at you. But then something shifted—his lips parted slightly, and a low, shaky groan escaped him. The moment hung in the air, heavy and charged. His blush deepened, and his grip on your waist became firmer. He leaned forward slightly, his forehead brushing against yours, and you realized, too late, that something in him had clicked. Did…did he like this?

“…Hazard?” you asked softly, your teasing smile faltering as the air between you grew warmer.

His mismatched eyes locked onto yours, and this time, there was no avoiding the hunger in his gaze. “Ye keep callin’ me that” he muttered, his voice lower, rougher. “Ye dinnae even know what yer doin’, bonnie.” Your teasing confidence wavered, your heart skipping a beat. “I was just messing with you—”

“Were ye now?” he interrupted, his hands sliding up your waist to rest just beneath your ribs. “Because it’s gettin’ a reaction out o’ me I’m thinkin’ ye weren’t expectin’.”

Your mouth went dry as his words registered. You had teased Hazard plenty of times before, but this… this was new. His body, his gaze, even the slight shift of his hands—it all felt charged in a way you hadn’t meant to spark.

“Haz, I—”

“Say it again” he whispered, barely audible.

You blinked, startled. “What?”

You tilted your head, a teasing smile playing at your lips. “What, ‘good boy’? Is that what you want?”

Hazard groaned softly, his fingers digging into your hips. “Don’t make me beg, please...”

Hazard let out a low, guttural groan, his head tipping back slightly as he closed his eyes. His hands flexed against your sides, and his breath came out shaky. “Yer gonna be the death o’ me,” he muttered, though the way he pulled you closer and buried his head on your chest told you he wasn’t about to let you go.

Suddenly, regaining back your confidence you leaned in. Your lips brushing against his ear. “Oh, but I think I will” you murmured. “Come on, Hazard. I want to hear you ask for it.”

His breathing grew heavier, his hands trembling slightly as they gripped your waist. He lowered his head, his forehead resting against your shoulder as he let out a frustrated sigh. “Please” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Please what?” you asked, feigning innocence.

He growled low in his throat, lifting his head to glare at you and bucking his hips forward against yours slightly. His blush spreading all the way to his ears. “Please… call me a good boy.”

You grinned, brushing your fingers through his hair as you leaned in close. “There it is” you said softly. “You really are a good boy, Hazard.”

A low, guttural groan escaped him, and he leaned into your touch, his hands pulling you closer. His head dropped to your shoulder again, and you swore you heard the faintest, most broken whimper escape his lips.

You swallowed hard, your teasing grin now a nervous smile. “You’re… really into this, huh?”

He chuckled softly, his gaze meeting yours again, darker this time but still full of warmth. “Aye, and it’s yer fault.”

You opened your mouth to reply, but before you could say anything, With a fluid motion, Hazard scooped you up as if you weighed nothing, his strong arms securing you effortlessly. Before you could even react, he laid you down on the bed, his body following close behind. He pinned your wrists above your head with one firm hand, his mismatched eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine.

“Don’t start somethin’ ye cannae finish, Bonnie” he murmured, his deep, accented voice brushing against your ear like a promise and a warning all at once.

Before you could reply, his lips descended to your neck, tracing slow, deliberate kisses across your skin. A soft gasp escaped you as he added gentle nips and teasing bites, each one sending a spark of heat coursing through you. His grip on your wrists tightened slightly, keeping you in place as his mouth claimed you, marking his territory with every kiss. Maybe you had underestimated just how much your teasing would affect him—or maybe, deep down, you’d hoped for this exact moment.

the intimate moments you have with genji during sex will never cease to make him weep. cuddle fucking him while kissing his scars, telling him how beautiful he looks. reminding him that his scars are progress from how far he's gotten to be laying here today. all from his hard work and preserverance. he'd shudder, nuzzling deeper into your chest. hands on your hips as he buries himself further onto you, wailing softly. genjis being so overwhelmed with your love and feels so out of body he cums, peppering kisses on your chest, entangling your bodies even closer. you feel his heart thumping with yours, in sync.

his scarred hand reaching to cradle yours, rubbing his thumb across the top.

"ありがとう[名前]、あなたがいなかったらとても迷っていたでしょう." he'd croak, biting back a sob, voice laced with tears, admiration, and love.

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barely any smut LOL but genji needs love and affection. also i feel during sex sometimes genji switches to Japanese and he doesnt even notice.

My contribution ft. @cissyswonderland for the @redactedtfzine project!

A nice little story of one war tactician and a gladiatorial games manager.

Love is Green Part 3 (Reader x Genji Shimada)

A/N: I just have to say, guys, that I am floored. I didn’t expect anyone to read this or like this. I’m stunned and so honored. I don’t know what to say other than thank you and look out for part 4 soon!

Warnings: swearing and some violence/gore

Words: 2,691

Continua a leggere

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.

Bayber boy son man

Saw your most recent tiktok🤭

Could you do something for Lucio when you get the chance? Please and thank you

First date headcannons with Lucio, Cole Cassidy, Mauga, Lifeweaver, and Genji with gn!reader

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: Fluff, a little suggestive but not too much.

Notes: The ask probably meant NSFW but wanted to write something light while i work on an anon request for Cole Cassidy. Prefer girls? check here

Lucio:

I always think of his valentines day voiceline bless him, he'd be quite nervous to ask you out. If you don't do it for him, he'll most likely want to be traditional and get you flowers before stuttering out an invitation.

Once you've actually said yes, he'll relax a little bit.

Most likely your first date is going to be music related. He won't take you to his own concert, but if there's a concert playing music he knows you'll like he'll take you there.

Alternatively, might take you dancing to show off a little. When he's around music, he feels much more confident so he'll be able to be himself and even be a little flirty.

You might have to put up with people coming up to him for his autograph though. But it'll give him a rush when everyone realises he's on a date with you.

After dancing the night away, he'll probably take you to try some street food. He'll insist on paying, he's a celebrity after all! But he ends up not needing to when the vendors recognise him as the hero who stood up to Vishkar and insist on giving you both what you want free of charge.

Given that the weather is nice, he'll do his best to be respectful and not look at your body too much. However if you're wearing shorts...lord have mercy, they're his weakness.

When you guys part ways, he might cheekily ask for a goodnight kiss but he's happy with anything. Considering how much fun you both had, he's confident you two will go out again sometime.

Feeling the beat of the music, Lucio moves like it's second nature to him. You both laughing and joking as he starts to dance with you, his hands respectful in their placement before he spins you around, making you both laugh again.

"Not bad babe, maybe you should be a backing dancer at my shows." he teases playfully, trying not to let his eyes look down at how your legs look in your shorts. Although with the way you start to move, he isn't sure he can resist the temptation.

Cole Cassidy:

Will ask you out pretty smoothly in conversation, hardly giving you time to process that you've been asked on a date before the cowboy starts to think about his ideas.

Invites you on a hiking trail, giving you both plenty of time to talk and get to know each-other.

He'll do the stereotypical action of taking his hat off when he sees you and gives you a small bow, flustering you a little.

As you walk, he won't initiate physical contact for a while, waiting until you guys cross some sort of stream or rough terrain; he use the opportunity to hold out his hand to help you over, before interlocking his fingers with yours.

Quite easy to talk to, and flirtatious comments seem to roll off his tongue without him meaning to. He'll compliment your outfit and hairstyle, before making comments about how the sun reflects so lovely off your eyes.

Prefers asking you questions and listening to you, he's working on being more emotionally vulnerable and open especially about his past, but it's still difficult for him.

Afterwards, you both will have worked up an appetite, so he'll take you to a diner for a bite to eat. Sitting in a booth, he might teasingly play footsie with you under the table to watch you laugh.

He'll have to get coffee, since he hasn't had his cigar for hours. He didn't want to smoke while on the date, a little concerned you'll find it rude. But towards the end he'll get a little twitchy.

Will offer to pay, southern values and all that.

Will also offer to walk you home, and will definitely come in if you invite him.

Approaching a stream, the running water providing a soothing ambiance as Cole steps forward. He hops over the stream before holding out his hand for you, causing you to giggle.

"What? A cowboy can't be a gentleman?" he teases, as you take his hand and he helps you across, "There you go pumpkin."

Smoothly, he interlocks your fingers, holding your hand tight and gently rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand as you both resume the walk. Looking to his left, he makes some remark about the surroundings to distract himself from the warm feeling in his chest as he feels the heat of your palm against his.

Mauga:

This man is CONFIDENT, he asks you out with his cocky grin almost like he knows you'll say yes.

Wants a relaxing date, so will ask you for drinks at one of his favourite bars.

Once you meet him there, he's nothing if not charming. He lays the compliments on pretty thick, with a cheeky smile that gets wider the more you feel flustered.

He's also hilarious, finding it so rewarding to make you laugh and giggle at his jokes. Isn't afraid to play the part of the fool if it means you'll be entertained.

Is hyper aware of his large size, and while he loves feeling bigger and stronger in the bedroom, in this context don't be surprised if he hunches himself over a bit to make you feel more at ease.

Also don't be surprised if he grips his glass too tight to make it smash, pretending to be hurt worse so you'll dote on him, he likes the attention more than he should.

He has to really restrain himself from getting too handsy with you, he doesn't want to scare you off. But he'll brush his hand against your hair or arm as he speaks.

Most likely will just get up and leave without paying lmao.

And will most certainly invite you to go home with him.

"And someone as pretty as you with a guy like me? People will think i'm payin' ya." he says with a laugh, causing your cheeks to burn as you giggle alongside him. Taking a sip of his drink, his eyes won't leave yours. "Someone as small as you as well, though it ain't hard for someone to be smaller than me."

You can't help but agree with his statement as he hunches over the bar with you, his thigh brushing against yours. He notices, and subtly presses his thigh more into yours, almost manspreading on the bar-stool.

Lifeweaver:

oh my god, the ROMANCE.

Listen I've said before he's the type of nerd to read romance novels and take notes, best believe he's planning the most romantic date he can, especially if he's caught feelings for you.

He'll show up, dressed to the nines with a bouquet of red roses with gold string attaching a little love note and hand them to you. He'll kiss your hand and open the car door for you and drive you to a lovely restaurant.

Most likely booked ahead to score the best table, and told the waiters to make it as romantic as they could.

But despite everything, he's secretly nervous. He planned it all so meticulously in his head, what if it goes wrong?

Not that you'd know his internal panicked monologue with how he treats you, he'd be so complimentary without overdoing it. Charming you with speech about your clothes, hair, everything. Will also start to drop in petnames like 'darling' and 'petal' to see how you react.

Is a little scared to hold your hand cause his hand is a little sweaty from the nerves, so he'll gently trace your fingers with his metal hand instead.

He's paying for the meal, you''ll have probably have guessed that already.

Will take you home and kiss your cheek, but will most likely leave it there. He doesn't want you to think he only wants you physically, so he'll be as respectful as possible.

"Well i assure you, you're the most radiant person in here." Niran says with a soft smile, his eyes tracing up and down your body and face as you sit down. His hair half up, he places his metal hand on the table, gently nudging your hand as if to ask permission.

"But please, order anything you'd like. My treat." he says, almost stuttering when you hold his hand, the cool metal refreshing against your touch. When you thank him and look down at the menu, he releases a breath he didn't realise he was holding. It's going well so far, he thinks, even if he's blown away by how you look all dressed up.

Genji:

bless him, he's also kinda nervous. He used to be a playboy, he never once used to be bothered with asking people out. But after his accident, now that his body is mostly metal, a lot of his confidence has been knocked.

But he'll try to hide it as he suggests an aquarium date. He finds the colours and the marine life quite therapeutic and calming, and hopes you'll feel that way too.

Prefers to stay away from the crowds, standing by the less popular exhibits to talk to you.

Will love to ask about your job, especially if it's more 'mundane' than his. He'll want almost a taste of the normality, something he's never really had in his life.

Will offer to take your picture against the backdrop of the fish tanks, his chest feeling fuzzy as he sees how gorgeous you look.

As you two explore, he'll gently go to hold your hand. When you reciprocate, he won't let go, clinging to your hand like a lifeline.

When you go into the gift shop, he'll surprise you by buying a soft plush toy of a fish or shark behind your back.

Most likely will ask if you want to go back to his, not realising how it sounds until after he's said it, to which he'll quickly reassure you he doesn't expect anything to happen.

"Oh look at those." you say excitedly, tugging him over to the jellyfish exhibit. He of course follows wherever you lead him, his hand firmly gripping yours.

"Here, let me take a picture." he offers, taking your phone and stepping back to get a good angle. You pose, and he swears he stops breathing when he sees your through the phone camera. He has to look at you above the device, mesmerised by how the blue hues reflect on your face.

"Genji? Have you taken the picture?"