Could you write about Mccree's, Genji's, and 76's reaction to being told about this mercenary who has like, tons of recognition from their kills and stuff they've done. And getting the news that they'll join overwatch. But upon meeting them, realizing they're just a huge goof and ball of happiness? Thanks!
He had heard about you
A ruthless killer
So he was tense as you came into the base
Until you smiled at him
Dancing side to side with happiness
Greeting him with a cheery voice
He is a bit suspicious of you
Thinking it’s a ruse
Until you kept doing it
And he had to acknowledge that was just how you were
He tried to keep an open mind
Knowing that appearances might be deceiving
But how else would you interpret such a ruthless killer
Prompts: 10: “If you use up all the hot water again, I swear to god! You’re on the couch for a month!” 47: “I thought it was a one-night-stand… and now we’re married…” 130: “You fell asleep in the tub?!”
Word Count: 381
A/N: YAY ONE OF MY GOTHAM FAVES and I love all these new prompts thank u so much
NOT TAKING ANYMORE REQUESTS!
Edward leaned into the tub and turned on the tap, looking forward to just taking a nice hot shower before going to bed. He turned around and looked at himself in the mirror, removing his glasses and putting them on the countertop. He began unbuttoning his shirt as he walked back towards the tub, and he stuck his hand out to feel the water. He yanked his hand back the second the icy cold water hit his skin, and he frowned.
“y/n!” he yelled, and you jumped in fright and turned around. You were in the kitchen, making some tea for you and Edward.
“What’s wrong, Ed?” you asked, walking towards the bathroom and peeking your head around the door. He stood in front of you with his arms folded across his chest, his hair ruffled and shirt half unbuttoned. You couldn’t help but smile, despite how grumpy he was, at how cute he looked.
“Did you use all the hot water?” he asked, and your smile faltered. You stood up straighter, running your hands through your hair.
“Well, I… um… may have taken a bath before you got home.” you stammered, and Edward sighed. “And I fell asleep-”
“You fell asleep in the tub?!” Edward exclaimed, and you ignored him and continued talking.
“When I woke up the water was all cold, so I ran some more hot water in the tub to warm it up again…” you trailed off as Edward angrily sighed.
“If you use up all the hot water again, I swear to god! You’re on the couch for a month!” he pointed at you, and you laughed. “I’m not kidding, y/n.”
“I know, I know.” you were still smiling as you walked towards Edward and wrapped your arms around his waist. His anger faded as he wrapped his arms around you. “I’m sorry.”
You stood on your tiptoes to give him a kiss, and you felt Edward slowly smile against your lips.
“How am I so lucky to have you?” he asked, and you shrugged.
“I thought it was a one-night-stand… and now we’re married…” you laughed, and Edward beamed.
“I am very glad I married you, y/n.” he leaned over to kiss your forehead, and you giggled.
Bab,,, I'm literally so sorry that this is my second request kmn. But can we get comedian! Mc??? Literally so funny she makes a whole room laugh unintentionally. //You may or may have not developed into a tiny itty bitty slightly gay squish of mine oOPS >///< //
if i could pull up Seven’s ‘?!’ emoji right now I would, please don’t be sorry for requesting!! if you ever have one, throw it in my inbox, i’ll answer it gladly! no really my ass was about to turn off my laptop but i saw this and stopped myself
and ahhh omg ^//^ look here, i love you, okay??❤ im serious. my aro ass loves you ♥(ˆ⌣ˆԅ)
depression who??? as soon as mc came to his apartment and they talked for a bit, he was laughing
how did she do that? how was she so funny?
who cares? zen hadn’t laughed his much in a long time
which is great, because mc loves his laugh
they’re a really smiley couple because of this
when she becomes his manager, she makes all his cast mates laugh too
but don’t worry, zen always has an arm around her or something
all his castmates all the time know they’re together
he uploads funny videos of the both of them to his fanpage
sometimes when mc doesn’t mean to make him laugh and he does, she gets a bit upset
but he apologizes and takes her seriously
“sorry babe, you described that hilariously. but i get it, that was sad”
he gets better at controlling his laughter at those times
she spreads smiles!! and laughs!!!
he thinks she is so funny and in such a creative way
mc comes up with his comebacks and dialogue while he plays LOLOL
and at the hospital, too! she helps lessen the worry of pet owners
thinks her skills are like magic like how does she always know just what to say?
he also sometimes mistakes her seriousness
also apologizes, but he looks out for it even more
yoosung is never sad now
he’s also one of those cry when laughing type people so he cries a lot
seven has to make him a new emoji
literally 97% of the time, these two are all smiles
jaehee hasn’t laughed this much in practically forever
mc is so glad she can make her laugh and does so as much as she can
sometimes jaehee doesn’t even know how she does it
even when she’s tired af, mc still makes her smile and laugh
and she is so grateful
is much better than zen and yoosung at knowing when she’s not trying to be funny
understands and doesn’t laugh
also everyone in the cafe loves mc!
that person grumpy cause their late for work?
not grumpy anymore, have a good day pal
jaehee thinks that’s also magical
her favorite thing is when mc is in her arms and she makes her laugh so jaehee squeezes her tighter
its so cute and gay oh m y god
he laughed over the phone once
and mc decided she needed to make him laugh more often
bet your ass she does
the first time she makes him laugh again is also on the phone, when he was in the office
everyone heard and was Shocked
jaehee was so surprised, she told the chat room
the other three didn’t believe her
mc did, however, and told them all to wait
when he got back home, she made him laugh again and got it on video
posted it to the messenger
the rfa is Shocked…except V, he made jumin laugh once too
but mc can do it so easily??
is an expert on knowing when mc isn’t being funny no worries
he smiles more often, god bless
707 / luciel / saeyoung
oh man oh man oh man
saeyoung had never smiled so much
not only did she get his jokes, but her jokes were hilarious
he thought he had competition at first
but now he’s just so happy
even when he gets a little depressive episode, she gets him smiling quickly
he knows when its time to get serious, but he still slips up sometimes
they are the Jokester Couple
except mc can also make the rest of the rfa laugh
saeyoung only admits defeat when she gets vanderwood to laugh too
he’s never been able to do that
but man, mc is just so happy and makes others happy, he’s smitten
v / jihyun
i don’t think i’ve ever heard him laugh, i need to
that was probably mc’s thought process and mine tbh
she succeeded at the party
his laugh is adorable!! its like a loud giggle
the rest of the rfa are staring with wide eyes
they haven’t heard him laugh since rika
and when they all meet up again later, he smiles much more
and more genuinely too
he laughs more! V is being bright again and everyone is so thankful to mc
has the best intuition of mc’s seriousness of all of them
the sun has never been brighter than when he laughs
it took a while
but mc wasn’t really trying at first
she started by trying to get a smile
and when she learned how to do that quickly, getting him to laugh was easy
saeyoung is so surprised but so happy
his brother is laughing and happy
saeran literally doesn’t laugh at much, we’re lucky if a tv show makes him laugh
but he laughs so easily with mc
it’s cause he’s comfortable with her
absolutely knows when it’s not time for jokes
but being around her just makes him smile now
he feels warm inside, this is new..but he likes it
This would be a slam poem if I was brave enough to read it But I haven’t been brave enough for anything in a long time Not brave enough to talk since the world told me I talked too much Not brave enough to sing since the world said I couldn’t Not brave enough to dance since the world laughed at my happiness Not brave enough to read since the world labelled me a freak for liking books Not brave enough to write since the world burned my teenage poetry Not brave enough to listen since the world threw my music in the trash Not brave enough to play since the world decided I didn’t have any talent Not brave enough to be since the world made my existence a political statement.
I haven’t been brave enough for anything since I traded my happiness for society’s standards of conformity And society hasn’t been functioning since we all gave away our happiness So tell me who got anything out of that deal.
Heyyyy, your writing is life. I LOVE YOUR BLOG SO MUCH! Could you please do wolfstar headcanons where Remus has...werewolfy tendencies? Does that make sense? Like he's dominant and possessive and marky. I'm not making sense.
Thank you!!! <3 And you most definitely make sense yES:
Remus doesn’t like people touching Sirius too much
Not hand shaking, or back patting, or hair ruffling- just no.
Remus doesn’t like it.
He has an especially rough time containing this fact
So, because of this, Quidditch after-parties (especially ones where Sirius has done rather well in the previous game) are not his thing
Because that’s all people jumping on Sirius and hugging him and giving him jokingly sloppy kisses on his cheek and messing up his hair and everything that Remus and Remus only should be allowed to do
And he tries to just sit there and ignore it. He tries to just drink his butterbeer and not watch but he can hear it
He can hear the “Well done, Black!” and the hand shake and the “Fuck yeah, Sirius!” And the hug
And he knows that when they’re in bed together later that night he’ll be able to smell all these other people all over him and he hates that
Because Sirius is his
And if he’s going to smell like anything other than himself it will be Remus
So his grip on his drink slowly gets tighter and his eyes get narrower and the angrier he gets the more heightened his senses become which is not helping
The final straw is Angie Rosebow and Caroline Courflush kissing Sirius on each cheek at the same time and no no no those cheeks are not theirs they are Remus’ they have no right he’sminehe’snottheirsstoptouchinghimstopstopstophe’sminestop
And the next thing he knows he’s flinging his drink down on the table and grabbing Sirius out of their clutches and pushing him behind him and fucking growling at the two giggling girls
They stop their giggling immediately and stare at him in shock
“Whoa, Moons, alright there, love?”
Remus whirls around and growling out a “you’re mine” through his teeth, low enough for only Sirius to hear
Sirius is just as shocked as the two girls behind them are but at the same time all his blood seems to be rushing downwards because Remus is flushed and he’s got a bruising grip on Sirius’ hips and he’s fucking hot and calling Sirius his and he’s so turned on right now
Remus just shoots one more glance at the party and he knows he can’t stand it anymore, “C’mon.”
He pulls Sirius up the dorm staircase and into their dorm room. He locks the door and throws some locking and silencing charms up which instantly makes Sirius’ heart beat faster because what is about to happen
Before he can think much else he’s being shoved against a wall and Remus is attacking his mouth and tugging at his clothes, “need to get their fucking scents off of you…”
And Sirius doesn’t really know what the hell he’s on about but if it involves taking their clothes off he’s all for it.
Pretty soon Remus has got all Sirius’ clothes in a pile far away from their bed and he’s just attacking Sirius’ neck and shoulders and Sirius feels his teeth so many times he thinks he’s going to pass out from the sheer intensity of it all
“You’re mine, Sirius. Promise me.”
“Fuck- I’m yours. I’m yours, holy shit, Moons.”
He thinks he might have passed out because the next thing he knows, he’s waking up with Remus curled up next to him, much more peaceful
He watches Remus sleep for a little bit before he decides he better get up and get ready for classes
He walks sleepily into the bathroom, prepared to start brushing his teeth but stops dead in front of the sink when he sees his reflection
His shoulders and neck- fuck, his entire torso- his hips even, are positively covered with purple and red marks, ranging from small little nips to full on and rounded bruises roughly the size of a Galleon
“Merlin,” Sirius stares at himself in amazement, turning and looking over his shoulder to see more - they trail down his shoulder blades to his wing bones - light, red nail marks are sunk into his skin
“God, Remus.” Sirius whispers to himself, “What the- Merlin.”
“Morning-” James stops dead in his tracks towards the sinks, his eyes fixed on Sirius. His eyes slowly get wider and wider, “For fucks sake. What did he do to you?”
Sirius stutters, “I-”
“No. No I don’t want to know-”
“Morning.” Comes another, softer voice from the doorway
James gives Sirius a little salute and quickly names his exit (”I did not need to see that.”)
“Remus!” Sirius gestures wildly to himself, “Wha-” He turns back towards the mirror, “For Merlin’s sake!”
Remus just walks up to Sirius and wraps both arms around him from behind, gazing at Sirius in the mirror intensely
It’s then that Sirius notices just how good Remus smells - not like a store bought scent though… like he’s just radiating off… him. His own thick scent that can only be described as Remus and it’s like it’s surrounding them
“Remus-?” But the next thing Sirius knows Remus is pressing his nose deep into Sirius’ neck and inhaling.
Sirius feels frozen as he feels Remus’ grip tighten, his eyes flutter close for a second before they flash back open as Remus very gently bites over one of Sirius’ already sensitive marks
Remus straightens back up with a pleased smile on his face, pressing a kiss to one of the larger marks on Sirius’ shoulder and nodding to himself, “Much better.”
I DON’T KNOW WHY I LIKE POSSESSIVE!REMUS SO MUCH I DON’T KNOW
Hey friend, i know you said a while ago that you werent the person to come to asking for headcanons, but i was wondering if you have some? even if its just like "kara likes to wear socks to bed on summer", please, i got 2 of my wisdom teeth extracted at once and im a little miserable. whatever is fine. or lets talk about krypto an supercorp because gosh was that the cutest shit ever
i didn’t realize that krypto stuff was headcannons? i’m not really sure what i thought headcannons were, but it wasn’t that. but sure, i can do that again!
do you know how much exercise a superdog needs??
it’s a lot. a ton.
throwing the frisbee only does so much
someone called it space catch. i love it and i’m stealing that, thank you
lena tries throwing the ball for him
it doesn’t go well
like at all
she throws it and- he’s just already sitting there, tail wagging with the ball in his mouth. she throws as hard as she can and for as many times as she can
nothing changes?? krypto gets it immediately, looking fine while lena is sweating and her arm hurts and kara, there has to be a better way
kara, with all her amazing ideas- no, trust me lena. it’s great- decides to test krypto
she flies across the city in the hugest game of hide and seek
lena gets dragged around the city while krypto tries to track down kara
she’s not sure why she agreed to this
yes she is. kara had smiled and said please and lena, oh she’s running out the door that very second
and krypto? he’s so happy when he finds kara. there’s a lot of jumping and hugging and you’re such a good boy, krypto
next kara tries to hide one of krypto’s toys to find
when he finds it, he doesn’t appreciate kara snaching his toys
as a fuck you he sneaks off with kara’s shoes and lets her search through the city for it, see how she likes it
bath time is a mess. which is the complete opposite of what it should be??
but have you ever tried bathing a dog bigger than you? when both of you have superstrength??
minus the superstrength, i did it a lot at an animal shelter. it was awful. i was no match for the doggos
krypto, bless his heart, can’t sit still
there’s bubbles and soap to eat. kara throws in squeaky toys despite lena commenting i don’t think that’s a good idea darling
it’s not a good idea
kara and lena get thoroughly soaked
krypto not so much
not to mention, he doesn’t really like it when they have to scrub in the shampoo
if you stop jumping in every mud puddle you find we wouldn’t have to do this
so he maybe bites at kara’s shirt and pulls her in
it’s so ridiculous
kara flails and falls face first into the tub
lena laughs until a splash of water smacks her
it becomes a free for all after that
lena brings a lot of work home, because she still has so much to do, but it’s so much nicer working and being able to hear kara humming in the kitchen and krypto pressed against her leg
when kara decides lena’s done enough, she turns on the radio and holds out her hand to lena
lena just shakes her head, because she’s still got some more to get through so kara goes to the next best thing
lena can’t hold back her laughter as kara sways around the room with krypto’s paws at her hip. krypto barks along with the song, he’s got better rhythm than kara
eventually lena, because oh, she’s a lovesick fool and she knows it, joins in. krypto plops down in her place on the couch and lena and kara spin around the room
give me kara crooning sappy love songs to lena while they dance
i’m not sure if i’d survive that but what a way to go, am i right??
lena just smiling softly and setting her head on kara’s shoulder
they go to midvale when lena can take time off and kara’s got a few things she can work on at home
they just let krypto run free and he takes off across the beach, kara and lena walking hand in hand over his pawsteps in the sand
eliza Loves him. he’s so sweet. he’ll get up early with her and follow her around. when she sits down to drink her coffee, he’ll curl up in her lap, and it’s a little tough, but she manages just fine
alex and maggie come. they take krypto swimming and surfing?? krypto loves it. he sits right on the board in front of alex and it’s great
they make sure to get a ton of pictures
lena’s favorite is one eliza hands her right before they leave
it was one afternoon when they were sitting on the porchswing
kara’s feet are in the air, smile oh so tender as it’s directed down at her
her face is pressed against kara’s neck, but still the smile on her face is clear. hand scratching krypto’s head from his place on her lap
lena doesn’t have many pictures, but it doesn’t matter because that one? it’s the best
Wooooow. So I know I’m the worst! It’s only been what? 2 weeks since I returned from Korea and now…finally now I am posting this recap. Heads up before heading in, this is just going to be what I can remember clearly. I have this habit of being so filled with adrenaline in moments like these that I tend to blackout details. I tried to stay lucid for you guys I swear! So I’m sorry if you were hoping for better. This is what I’ve got.
1. Wash your hair Bottle lifted Hands flexed to squeeze– just right, not too much not too little– Hand cupped Arms lifted to head Then pressure, downwards Moving in circles Pounded by water Keep going until rinsed Repeat? No.
2. Vacuum the floor Hips and back bent Unwind cord Still bent Plug in cord. Jostle handle downwards Push button SHOVE with the thigh SHOVE with the arm SHOVE with the hip PULL with the hamstring STRETCHing backwards GRASPing the handle THROWing all the weight. Repeat? Apparently a lot.
3. Make your dinner Handle clutched Hips shifted to open Stooped down slightly then hand thrust forward Weight shifting shredding deltoids then triceps balance maintained by the deathgrip on the door Plastic container tossed somewhere safe, countertop Oh god, there’s still the heating and eating, too?
4. Write email Hard chair under butt hard plastic wrists Slight movements left right up down, tap–NOT SLIDE– on the mouse pad Fingers creaking stuck, unmoving delete, backspace, undo the right ring and left pinkie have pushed so hard it’s aalllll out of control password accepted Words now would be good. In order would be better.
5. Grade some papers See above, but with more hands jerked tips caught suspended one hand ahead of the other of course on a keyboard A pencil? Do I look like an athlete?
6. Drive to the pharmacy Door opened Paused before the space hip yanked up to fit foot in the well and THUNK, drop all at once into the seat. Arms grip left leg to move it inside Ignore the popping noise Knuckles bent around key wrist snaps to turn– not too long, not too short not like I have much control over that– let go, and left fingers wrap around the wheel Right leg clenches up held on the brake –not too much, not too little– burning already before right arm twists into gear Right leg clenched prepared to slide over ankle flexion burning. And we’re out of the parking space. Only a mile and a half to go!
7. Write some poems notepad opened hands tense over keyboard oh screw it
he usually doesn’t try to explain it anymore. dean still looks at him across the room sometimes and says get outta your head sammy whatcha bein’ broody about jess used to say why you sad baby why don’t you talk to me baby most people he’s met since don’t know him well enough to ask don’t know him long enough to notice he thinks (for no reason he can really explain) that john maybe understood this part of him but they never stopped fighting long enough for him to say so. but the truth is that sam’s head is where he keeps the world the parts of it he wants to live in the rest he files away in neat boxes. dean navigates the world by touching it (sam’s always known that) a necklace that he only gave up at the very gates of hell cold beer that soothed the heat of memory warm skin under his hands to drag him back to the living, away from monsters in the dark the impala and the road underneath her – those are the lines dean draws around himself to keep from dissolving into the void but not sam sam learned a long time ago that skin doesn’t protect you from all that much not from demons and their blood not from the benevolent interference of angels it doesn’t protect your mind or your memory or your soul not even from the people you love the people who would take a bullet for you. skin’s not good for much. so sam measures things in an equation without skin he keeps things in his mind the last hill, the one he’ll go down fighting on bloody and blind but himself surrounded by the things (intangible but no less real) that made him and that make him who he is ellen’s hug jo laughing impishly up at him the feel of jess warm and breathing inside his arms the way she would lean up to whisper in his ear the day john took them to a carnival not a very good one, just some kiddie rides and a gallery of carnie games but dean took him on the merry-go-round pretended it was the best fucking thing in the world and at the time sam was five and thought that it was true and john destroyed the shooting gallery’s top scores and won them both giant stuffed elephants that had been a good day. or the first time dean had let him have a beer the first time dean had held his hair while he puked dean holding him and holding the darkness off of him the way bobby’s house smelled equally of toast and old books and hunter’s helper the feeling he got when he looked at dead languages or got around a dead end in a case or the one that he only ever got in the dead of night taking a leak maybe beside the impala or stretching his legs during a long drive under a starflung sky the feeling of peace and cosmic quiet and the promise of home in the end. his head is where he keeps those things ‘cause his skin and the things it touches he doesn’t quite trust.