my soul still burns.

THERE CAME A SNORT OF LAUGHTER, A REFLEX ROLL OF THE SHOULDERS. Learned though he had to accept himself, his new body and all Angela had done to keep him alive, Genji was not above the mischief that had so shaped his youth -- especially if it was to result in the embarrassment of his closest friends. “I had wondered if that hat obscured your hearing; now I see you recognise at least some sounds.” A cant of the head, a waiting smirk lodged firmly beneath the visor. “Impress me then, McCree. If you do, perhaps I will defend you when D.Va hears you line dance.”

“I’M SURE YOU ARE RIGHT, MCCREE. Though I have never seen anyone make it particularly ‘cool’.” There was a whisper of mischief behind the visor, a teasing upturn of hidden lips. “Not even you in your best tabletop dancing.”

“I’M AFRAID THE DRAGONS ARE NOT FOR SALE.”

“And if I did, brother?” Genji grinned, all teeth and laughter, his snickers breaking through in their own disobedience. “Your hand was on my mouth – what was I supposed to do? Breathe around it?”

@epochic / moira o’deorain

mutuals like for a small starter to help me get into genji’s voice

maybe post a starter call if i’m feeling brave

THE  HEART  OF  A  MAN  STILL  BEATS  INSIDE  ME !  /  independent headcanon-based genji shimada of blizzard’s ‘overwatch’.

ic content will come as soon as tammy opens her multimuse (because i’m small and scared and need someone’s hand to hold on this blog for a bit)