What Overwatch “Reflections” Reveal about the Cast
Pharah is part Canadian
If you look closely at the T.V, it’s a Hockey Game and there’s a Canadian flag on the left end. Also, Blizzard confirmed that it’s not a date but having dinner with her father. Also, she has both of her arms!
Widowmaker still has heart
Ana: Gerard was a fool to love someone like you. Widowmaker: You don’t know anything about him
Torbjorn has a family
Reinhardt reading Torbjorn eight children a Christmas storywith Brigitte beside him :3
It actually does have a meaning to this in Asia culture. It means to forget the past, leaving the old and start anew.
Tracer can take off her Chronal Accelerator and still be present, as long she’s near it
Also she’s a lesbian
Finally, we have a LGBT character in the game!
Genji and Angela are possibly really close friends, maybe more than just that
Request: Not to bother but is there a planned sequel to your meeting the boys GWash fic? I thought I was so cute! I would adore you even more if you could continue something there 😘 -anon
A/N: Merry Christmas Eve! I hope this is what you were looking for when you requested lovely! Anyways, I hope you guys have had a wonderful holiday season! If we haven’t wrote your holiday request yet, you can expect it out very soon! Love you guys!
“Wake up! Wake up! It’s Christmas! Santa came and we need to see what he got us!” You were woken by seven boys jumping on the bed you and George were snuggled in.
“What time is it?” George groaned, rubbing his eyes.
“It’s about eight o’clock, but why would that matter? Santa came!” Alex screeched, trying to pull George out of the bed. Laf was on your side of the bed trying to do the same.
“I wonder what Santa got you, (Y/N)?” Laf asked, his eyes lighting up at the thought of presents. “If I had the money, I would have gotten you a real nice present.”
“Thank you, Laf.” You smiled down at him, getting out of the bed slowly.
“We are not getting up this early.” George protested, sighing at the pouting boys gathered around his bed.
“But Dad, it’s Christmas! Don’t you want to see what Santa’s brought us all?” Thomas protested, tugging at his George’s arms.
“(Y/N), tell him!” John begged, giving you the best puppy dog eyes he had.
“George, what do you want them to do? Sit around a couple hours while you sleep? We both know they’re not going to let you get anymore sleep.” You said, the boys cheering at your sass.
“Ugh, fine.” George huffed, getting out of the comfy bed.
“Yay! PRESENTS!” James yelled loudly, which led to a terrible coughing fit.
After making sure James was okay, all of you raced down the stairs to be met with piles of presents under a beautiful Christmas tree. George hadn’t let you help take the presents out the night before. He had gone down while you were sleeping and didn’t want to wake you.
“Oh my God! Look at all the presents!” Aaron called, trying to push other people out of his way so he could get down the stairs first.
“Wow, you sure went all out George.” You said in awe, watching the boys gather around the tree and wait impatiently for the two of you to join them.
“Only the best for my boys and my girl.” George pressed a kiss to your forehead, sitting next to you and Alex under the tree.
“Dad, this year can (Y/N) be our Santa?” John asked, glancing between you and the presents.
“She sure can. Just pass the presents out in any order you want.” George smiled as you got up and began to rummage through the presents to decide which would be the first to be opened.
“Okay, this one is for Hercules!” You announced, handing a box wrapped in blue wrapping paper to him.
“Oh my God! It’s the new sewing machine I wanted! Thank you!” Herc’s screamed, his voice full of excitement.
The day went on with excited cheers and squeaks from the boys. They were excited about each present they got, even the socks. Maybe, all that mattered to them was that they actually got a present. You knew that the orphanages and foster homes they had come from hadn’t offered them that much.
“Well, that’s it fellas. No more presents are to be found.” You said sadly, it had been so much fun to watch them open up all their presents.
“What about that one?” Thomas asked, crawling under the tree to grab a small box.
“Oh, I didn’t see that one. There’s no name on it. Do you know who this one’s for, George?” You turned to see him sweating and looking more scared than you’d ever seen him before.
“Let me see it.” He took the box from you hands and smiled a little at the sight of it. “This one’s for you, (Y/N).”
“Me?” You asked.
“Yes, now open it.” George chuckled, the boys giggling with him.
You undid the wrapping to find a blue velvet box. Inside the box was the most beautiful ring you had ever seen. You gasped as you realized that this was in fact an engagement ring.
“(Y/N) (L/N), we’ve been dating for over a year now. I brought you here because I wanted to see if you could become part of our family and you can. I never want to spend another day of my life without you because I love you. Will you marry me?” George asked, tears springing to both your eyes and his.
“Yes!” You cried, hugging him tightly to you and peppering kisses on his faces.
“Wait! Does that mean that you’re going to stay forever?” Laf asked, repeating the question he asked when you first met.
“I don’t think I could ever leave.” You giggled.
In an instant the boys were attacking you and George with hugs. They were shouting questions about the wedding and if there would be more children and such. You couldn’t think of a happier Christmas you’ve ever had. This was the family you had always dreamed of.
“I love you.” George mouthed to you over the seven rambunctious boys.
Blizzard is Basically Ruining a lot of Everyone Favorite Ships
First off, you can still ship what ever you want and go down with it such as Pharmercy, Gengyatta, Widowtracer, MercyKill and so forth (except Genji x Hanzo, that’s gross)
Now that I got out of the way, it seems Blizzard is confirming a lot about their cast and yet, it making a lot ships sink and making a lot of people get upset
In the Overwatch Christmas Special “Reflection”. It’s confirmed that Tracer is a lesbian
Unfortunately, she isn’t dating Widowmaker. She’s dating a girl named Emily
The next pairing is pretty much confirmed with the many evidence shown in-game and the comics, Gency (Genji x Mercy)
Mercy saves Genji from death by transforming his body into a cyborg. Even though Genji left Overwatch after disbanding his clan, she still has great concern for his health.
In Game Voice Lines.
The start of a match.
Mercy: “You seem well Genji”
Genji: “I am a different man now, I am whole”
When a Mercy revives a Genji
Genji: “You’ve rescued me again Dr. Ziegler”
When Mercy gets hurt
When a Genji dies
Mercy: “Genji, I was too late”
Valentines Day Voice Lines
Mercy: “I got you some chocolate, Genji. Swiss, their the best”
Genji: “Thank you Angela, perhaps you could share them with me?”
Genji: “Angela, I got some chocolates for you. Not Swiss”
Mercy: “(Sign) I suppose it would have to do. Thank you Genji
Now let me explain what the significant of giving chocolate on Valentines Day in Japanese tradition, When a girl (Mercy) gives chocolate to the one and only she has feelings for (Genji). In March 14th, White Day, the male (Genji) must give the female (Mercy) a gift, like chocolate, in return for the chocolate that the girl gave him.
In the Christmas comic “Reflection”. Genji is at Nepal, spending his Chrismtas with Zenyatta. While at Nepal, Genji is writing a letter to Mercy. When she receives the letter, she looks happy to hear from him.
Before you guys write comment and complain to me about this. Remember, this is my opinion and you can still ship Pharmercy and so forth. It’s your love and joy, and I don’t want to ruin.
◇ In which Johnny gets the best Christmas present ever thanks to Winwin’s obsession with ice cream.
◇ Johnny x reader
◇ oh yeah a werewolf au B) also can you sense my desperation for christmas?? the request said nothing about chrismtas but im desperate and impatient so have some winter in august!!
Johnny was a sweet guy, really. He helped old ladies across the street, bought ice cream for a kid who just dropped their cone, didn’t punch Donghyuk after his last prank - all in all, Johnny Seo was a nice guy, and everyone knew it.
But if these grandmothers kept pestering him about finding his mate, he was going to lose it. “Why are you taking so long?” One frowned, leaning back in her chair, “I’ve lived for 300 years and I’ve had a mate for 287 of them.”
“You’re getting older now, Johnny,” another one chastises, shaking her head at him, “It’s time to settle down.”
Johnny bites his tongue, refraining from telling his elders that 1, he’s only twenty one, and that 2, he wants to find his mate as much as they want him to. Do they honestly think that he’s avoiding you on purpose? Hell no, Johnny would swim across the icy ocean right this minute to find you, and once he did, he promised that he would pick you up and give you the best kiss you’d ever experienced.
Ten must see the irritable look in his eyes, because he’s quick to appear at Johnny’s side, an award winning smile on his face that quickly averts the elders attention from Johnny to Ten. Shooting Johnny a look that clearly says ‘get out of here’, he turns to older women, beginning a story from the top of his head. “Did I tell you about how Doyoung and I once-”
Johnny takes the hint well, and leaves. His blood is boiling and his frustration has reached the roof. Why can’t anybody see how hard he’s trying to search for his mate? Is he not looking hard enough? Is that why those grandmothers blamed him for not finding you?
He can only groan, leaning his head against the doorway of the kitchen. It was too bad that pack get-togethers were mandatory, because otherwise he’d be halfway home by now. He shuts his eyes, sighing deeply and hoping that it will shut out the chattering from the large living room.
A soft chuckle catches his attention - one eye peeking open, he can’t help but smile at the sight of his mother, a bowl of food in her hands and raised eyebrows. “What do you think you’re doing?” She asks, setting a hand on her hip.
Johnny shrugs, moving away from the doorway. “Nothing much. Not like there’s anything to do here.”
“All your friends are here,” she replies, as if that would completely solve his boredom.
“All my friends are here with their mates,” Johnny groans, throwing his head back and missing the pitiful look his mother throws him. “The next time I hear Hansol say something cheesy I’m gonna stab myself with a silver knife-”
“Hilarious,” his mother rolls her eyes sarcastically, holding out the bowl to him. “Well, make yourself useful and put this on the table, will you?” It sounds like a request but Johnny knows better - even at twenty one years old he doesn’t dare disobey his mother.
Reluctantly, but slightly glad for a distraction to his boredom, he takes the silver bowl, turning on his heels and setting off towards the kitchen table. As usual, Jaehyun is there, without his mate this time, critiquing the food and putting almost everything onto one plate. “If you eat so much, your fur will start to shed,” Johnny teases just for the fun of it, watching as Jaehyun narrows his eyes, a sarcastic laugh coming from him.
Johnny sets the bowl onto the table, before turning to talk to Jaehyun - only to see that his friend was back at his mate’s side, laughing brightly and looking at them lovingly. Johnny sighs, turning away from the sight. Was he cursed to be mateless forever?
It’s a few months later and Johnny has had no luck whatsoever with finding you. He’s tried to let destiny do it’s thing, to let everything play out, but he had quickly grown impatient. What would it take to find you?
“I’m telling you, hyung,” Mark declares one day, “It’s best that you get out of this slump and start dating. Your mate won’t be angry, promis-”
The idea of dating sounds almost… offensive. Imagine knowing that somewhere out there, there’s a person who’s destined to be the love of your life. A person who’s perfect for you. Now imagine completely disregarding that fact and dating random people anyway - getting involved with them, falling in love with them… Do you see the problem?
“I’m not dating,” Johnny says firmly, making the younger boy groan. “Shut up - why’s this such a big deal to you anyway?”
Mark looks sheepish for a second, biting his lip and lowering his face to sip at his hot chocolate, “Well… we’ve noticed that you’ve been kinda down in the dumps lately, and so we just though that… maybe, you’d be a bit happier if we-”
“Set me up?” Johnny concludes, unimpressed but at the same time glad that his friends cared so much about him. Mark stutters to find an answer, but Johnny stops him with a chuckle. “Whatever, it’s fine. Just don’t try it again, right? I’m not dating, and that’s final.”
Mark lets out another groan but he shuts up and goes back to drinking his hot drink. Sighing, Johnny leans back in his seat. The cafe was stiffling warm, and with the heat of a werewolf, he was definitely getting too warm. “When will Taeyong and Jaehyun be here?”
The younger shrugs, too focused on his drink to answer. “Yah, answer your elders,” Johnny chastises jokingly, pushing him on the shoulder gently.
Mark is about to retort, but the bell above the cafe’s door rings and the boy’s heads snap towards the sound. As expected, in stride Taeyong and Jaehyun, smiles on their faces, not bothered one bit by the fact that they were 10 minutes late. Letting out a sigh of relief, Mark downs the rest of his steaming drink - wincing in the process -, and scampers to meet his hyungs.
Johnny shakes his head with a fond laugh, but he follows him anyway. And so, the Christmas shopping begins.
“Winwin wants ice cream for Christmas?” Mark is asking incredulously from in front of Johnny. Taeyong nods distractedly, rifling through the presents he’s already bought and muttering under his breath. He only looks up, a glare on his face, when Mark chortles, “How has your mate not gotten fat already?”
“Shut up, please,” he replies dryly, before turning to Johnny. “Can you guys please get the ice cream Winwin wants? It’s from that little shop down the road, you know the really fancy one-”
“Shouldn’t you be getting your own mate’s presents?” Johnny comments, but he accepts the money Taeyong passes to him anyway. Taeyong is rolling his eyes now. “Jaehyun and I are gonna go to the jewelry store to shop for something.”
“Finally doing it, hm?” Johnny asks, raising his eyebrows. “I’m happy for you guys.” A blush actually spreads against Taeyong’s normally cool and calm face, and he quickly thanks Johnny in embarrassment, before he takes a deep breath to calm himself.
“There’s a wolf that works there, her name is ______ . I placed an order with her a few weeks ago-” Taeyong glances in annoyance at Mark, who’s made a comment about how serious Taeyong is about getting Winwin’s presents - “Just ask for her and give her the money. I’m counting on you to not mess this up, Johnny.”
“How low do you think of me?” Johnny asks cheekily, before he’s towing Mark along, through the snow covered bustling streets that are covered in a soft golden glow from the various street lights and shop displays.
Heavenly Bites is a small shop located just off of the main street. It’s cked out in warm colours, like reds and golds and yellows, and it seems to be a popular place for people to buy gifts, judging by the large crowd that just exited the shop.
The moment Johnny and Mark set foot in the shop, they’re bombarded by numerous smells - sweet chocolates, delectable toffees and cold ice creams, among with the gentle chatter from outside. Apart from an old couple, Johnny and Mark are the only people in the shop - though Mark is quick to scatter off, babbling about getting some chocolate to share with Haechan and Jeno.
That leaves Johnny by himself. Heaving a sigh, he waltzes up to the cash register that’s currently empty. He leans against the wooden counter top, tapping his finger as he waits for someone to come from the back of the shop.
“Can I help you?” The voice is sweet and helpful, but Johnny barely looks up from where he’s staring at the menu when he answers.
“Uh, I’m looking for _____ - I’m picking up an order for Lee Taeyong…?” He finally looks up, and he can’t help but trail off and become speechless as he finally makes eye contact with you. Pupils dilating, he seems to be thrown into another world, scenes playing out before his eyes.
You, spinning around with a smile on your face, stumbling into his arms while he glances down at you lovingly. Him, kneeling down on one knee and watching as your eyes fill up with tears of happiness and elation. Him, standing behind you, a hand on your protruding stomach-
It’s gone before he can register it. He’s left back in reality, eyebrows furrowed and eyes completely fixated on you. He - you - you were his mate.
“Oh, my God,” he hears you whisper, a hand coming up to your mouth. Then, there’s a squeak of happiness, and you’re running around the cash register to hug him. Reacting quickly, he winds his arms around your waist, completely beaming as he feels you burrow your head in the crook of his neck.
“I’m ______ ,” you breathe, pulling back with such a cute smile on your face that Johnny finds it hard to breathe.
“Johnny,” he murmurs back, not being able to hold back the laugh bubbling in his chest. “I can’t believe I’ve finally found you.” Your laughs are disbelieving but you’re unbelievably happy.
“I’ve been looking for you for ages,” you explain. His arms are still around you but you honestly don’t want him to let go, so you say nothing - if anything, you bury yourself further into his embrace. “This is so surreal…”
Johnny’s so caught up with taking in you - your image, your voice, your smile, your laugh - everything, when he suddenly realises something. “I - I kinda have a promise to keep,” he bites his lip, a cheeky smile blooming on his face at the confusion painted over yours. “I only have on question - can I kiss you?”
And, as he promised himself earlier, he takes you in his arms and gives you the best kiss you’d ever had. The best Christmas present ever.
wait cody just packed his bags and isnt talking to jess or anyone and jess is pissed at him is he actually self evicting chrismtas asked jess if he was moving to a have not room and she didnt answer????? Jess didnt agree with cody so hes pissed and jess is done chasing him??? Jess wants to just stay with Christmas and talk to her instead and is now spilling literally everything about her own game to christmas including what the temptation is??? ohshit
“I DON’T WANT A LOT FOR CHRISTMAS THERE IS JUST ONE THING I NEED AND I DON’T CARE ABOUT THE PRESENTS UNDERNEATH THE CHRISTMAS TREEEEEEE ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOOOOOOOOU” he is going to scream loudly for Christmas to come soon.
(5) This is part of a series on my blog… Check them out if you like. This however is the Christmas Special :)
The italics are you talking to the camera like they do on the show.
The episode starts out at your and Jon’s shared apartment. You two are sitting in the floor together. You are propped up against the couch with pillow behind your back watching Jon takes out various parts of an artificial Christmas tree.
“Its been close to a month since my surgery. The doctors have me doing therapy now to regain my mobility and strength in my back. I am progressing very well. The worst part of it all though is having to sit around most of the day so I don’t strain my back.”
“Damn” You speak looking at all the parts “I thought a fake tree was going to be less trouble than a real one…” You reach forward to try and grab a piece but Jon gives you a sharp glare over the box. You instantly sit back against the pillow and sigh. “I want to help Jon.” “I know you do and you will be helping… Helping by sitting there.” “The doctor said I can start doing more throughout the day…” You argue. “I know he did… I was there remember?? But you just got back from therapy and you have to rest after remember??” You pout at his rebuttal. He smiles a little and stands up. He grabs the remote and turns the tv over to a Christmas music station and then walks into the kitchen. You are try and peer over the counter from your spot on the floor but nothing can be seen from that vantage point. Jon returns with two mugs and a bottle of eggnog earning a smile from you. He hands you a mug and sits down beside you kissing you on the cheek. “How about we get in the Christmas mood??” He pours you and himself a cup. You two click glasses and take a sip. You giggle lightly while Jon winks at you.
The episode ends later on with you sitting on the couch admiring all the work Jon had done. The Christmas tree was like something out of magazine. The pictures on the wall had been replaced with pretty scenes of snow from both of your hometowns. The blankets and throw pillows were now red white and green. And your favorite parts though were the presents under the tree. Jon hates it when you buy him anything so when you asked him to go into the closet to get out a large bag he wasn’t too happy finding out that you had already bought him a lot of presents. You finished off your 3rd or 4th mug of eggnog… You can’t quite remember how many you have had at this point when Jon walks back in. “We did a good job didn’t we??” He asks proudly. “You did a good job… All I did was sit here and tell you if the pictures were straight or not…” You sigh. “(Y/N) who was it that picked out everything??” Jon asks slightly annoyed. “I did…” You answer. “Exactly so you did more that you are willing to give yourself credit for.” You perk up a little at the sound a compliment.
“Jon always knows what to say to make me feel better. Sometimes I think he knows me better than I know myself.”
Jon looks around and then freezes. “What… Whats wrong??” You ask slightly alarmed. Jon doesn’t answer but just dashes into the hall closet. You look to the door confused at your boyfriends sudden actions. He returns with a something hidden in his hand. Before you can ask what he has he stands up on the couch beside you. Carefully he steps so he has one foot on either sides of you reaching to the ceiling. You cannot see what he is doing above you. He jumps down in front of you and then eases down beside you and your mound of pillows. Ever since your surgery there has been a designated spot for you to sit in on the couch. Pillows all around to keep your back comfy during your recovery. Again before you can look to see what Jon has down Jon grabs your face and plants a soft loving kissing on your lips. When you two part you finally get to look up to see that he has hung mistletoe above your head. “Jon…” You begin. “Hey if you’re going to be sitting here for most of the Christmas season I might as well make the best of it.” He winks and kisses you again with a little more passion.
I hope this was enjoyable… Thank you so much for reading… If you like these or have any kind of feedback I would appreciate it if you would let me know… If you think I should do some more on the subject of Christmas please please please let me know…