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@lightningxb0lt

I tend to ship rare pairs and I make sfm posters too. So uhhhh, Yeah!
Anonymous asked:

ok so i was wondering if you could do something that evolves around the idea that the reader is pregant and genji or hanzo not knowing yet while the noodles find out and are more protective of her

Hell Yes. Someone even sent another request that feels like a great part 2 to this.

Genji:

  • Out of nowhere, you started to wake up with Soba standing over your pillow
  • The little green dragon usually preferred to sleep on her perch at the window, instead of watching with the usually intimate displays of affection in the bed- in fact, she avoided the bed altogether usually
  • At first you thought maybe you’d made a strange noise in your sleep and she was just worried
  • But more and more you’d wake to her eyes above you, staring intensely down at you from the headboard
  • One night Genji got home from a mission, and you woke to the sound of him yelling, and a rippling snarl coming from a growing dragon blocking the door out of the room
  • Genji was stuck in the hall, and for the life of you, neither of you could get Soba to change or stop her from preventing him from coming in your shared room
  • That next morning, a wave of nausea hit and you were sent to the bathroom in a great hurry. The nausea remained even as the contents of your stomach were emptied, and you sat beside the toilet, holding your hair back
  • A soft touch made you open your eyes- Soba was rubbing her little whiskers on your stomach, booping her nose above your belly button and purring
  • You stared down at her in confusion, before a thought hit you. When was your last period, you thought?
  • “Genji-,” you called. “I think we need to go to a doctors office!”
  • Soba sat smugly in your lap the entire way home from the doctors.

Hanzo:

  • In a way Hanzo described as disgraceful, the noodles always had an incredible soft spot for you
  • They adored you, and often left their spiritual tattoo to get snuggles in your arms and blem their little tongues out of their mouth
  • You spoiled them- how could you not? You’d never had a pet before, and you often liked to think that as they were a part of Hanzo, that maybe they were the physical form of his intense love for you
  • The noodles, as Hanzo begged you to stop calling them, usually weren’t so bad mannered as to not obey Hanzo when called- but for the first time, in the heat of battle no less, the dragons did not appear
  • Hanzo had no way of knowing that the noodles were following you throughout the day
  • You didn’t even know till the evening- they had snuck in your car and gone grocery shopping with you, had followed you into the bank and perhaps robbed a woman of their purse dog, and nearly made it through the day without you finding out
  • Until a loud dog across the street started barking. And when you looked, two dragons the size of cars were starting to walk across the street and snarl
  • “No! Guys, come here!” you called, a bit frantic.
  • Its like the two sensed your panic, instantly racing to you and becoming the side of german shepherds. The two wrapped around you, rubbing their cheeks on your sides
  • At first you thought Hanzo was home, but when you called he let out a loud, angry huff. “That’s where they are? Outrageous. I’m on my way home!” he had said.
  • You knew though something was up-the intensity in their gaze, the way they couldn’t look away from you...
  • “What’s up with you, guys?” you’d asked, and rubbed their snouts.
  • They just snorted, and when you finally went and sat they curled up on your lap.
  • It wasn’t for another two months almost before you found out you were pregnant- and suddenly, the noodles continuously odd and rather nerve-wracking behavior made sense
  • “They are protecting our family,” Hanzo had said softly, putting a hand over your stomach in awe. “Thank you....noodles,” he’d said.
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Sorry to horny post this man in his less than 2 hour existence but…

Ramattra has always has a distaste for humans. He knows how they look down on him and his people and it makes him sick.

But god, he can’t help but let his thoughts wander when it comes to you. He should hate you if anything, but you’re just such a sweet thing to him.

When you open yourself up to him, letting him sit at the end of the bed and watch you as you touch yourself all he can think about is devouring you. Your soft, supple skin is smooth to the touch when his cold metal fingers touch your body to take control, He can’t take it when you’re sitting there fucking yourself with that toy.