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Soldier: 76

“No, you’re not sleeping on the floor.” You said from the bed after the soldier settled down in a corner of the dismal motel room. 

Sure, it’s not the cushiest pad to spend the night, but it’s low-key enough to protect you two from prying eyes. You’d rather make do with a twin-sized bed than a Talon cell.

“I’ve slept in worse.” The soldier replied. His visor glowed faintly in the darkness.

You pinched the bridge of your nose and sighed.

“Well you don’t have to tonight. We can both fit just fine.” You said firmly. “I’d like you be at peak performance for tomorrow’s recon mission, and sleeping on the floor doesn’t equate to that.” 

That convinced him. A “tactical necessity”. You can’t quite say to yourself that was all it was, though. 

He slipped under the covers beside you, and you felt the warm ripple of musculature on his back bump against you. No man who looks like that has any business strutting around in a skin-tight shirt, you thought. Your heart clamoured in your ribcage. You shivered, feeling the rush of crush-fuelled anxiety tingling in your veins.

“Are you cold?” He asked.

You weren’t. 

“A little.” You replied.

You felt the soldier’s body turn to face yours, and the steady weight of his arm wrapping gingerly around your torso, as if he was handling a delicate instrument. The warmth of his chest radiated onto your body, like the heat of the sun on a winter day.

“Better?”

You nodded. Your body felt electrified, and your cheeks burned so hotly that you thought they were going to burst into flames.

“A uh...” You laughed, a little nervously, “’Tactical necessity’, right?”

A kernel of silence grew in the dark room, like a blossom of ink in water. Finally, reality snapped into clarity as the soldier made his reply.

“It’s not.” 

Reyes

> He’d know you were up to something when you pulled yourself up extra early in the morning

> Considering how Reye’s day probably starts at the crack of dawn, it’s quite a feat.

> He’d still pretend not to know though 

> However, he’s genuinely surprised when you come to his bed with a tray stacked with homemade breakfast, a little cake, and a small present box. 

> He almost seems like he’s about to cry before he gives you a long kiss and nuzzles you gently. Seeing him soft and happy like this makes all the early morning cooking worth it. 

Jack Morrison

> He’d be a little more clueless about it

> [Sleepily] “Where are you going? It’s not time to wake up yet...”

> Literally has to pinch himself when you come to his bedside with his present and a big tray of his favourite foods

> “C’mon Jack scrape your jaw off the floor”

> Loves everything you make for him and practically inhales all the food you make

> Once he’s finished, he gives you a big hug and lots of little kisses

> “You’re the only present I need.”

Bonus: What are Jack Morrison’s favourite foods?

Considering that he grew up on a farm, I imagine it’s pretty easy for his s/o to guess what his favourite foods are. Just the classics - Apple pie, waffles, good ol’ over-easy eggs and bacon, stuff like that.

McCree

> I don’t imagine he knows what autism is exactly, but he knows it’s an important matter to you from the tone in your voice.

> He listens intently when you explain it, not a lot of questions but a few here and there.

> After you finish, he sweeps you up into a big hug

> “Darlin’, I wouldn’t think any less of ya even if you told me you were the Boogeyman in disguise.”

> It takes a bit of learning for him to find how to take care of you best, but I believe this cowboy will have it in the bag within a few weeks.

Hanzo

> Hanzo secretly wants to do it, and everyone knows it

> Let this man live all his 12 y.o. romantic fantasies he deserves happiness

> You two sit together above the city square at Hanamura, watching the snow-cloaked buildings and trees come alive with the energy and excitement of the townspeople.

> You: “It’s almost New Years.”

> Hanzo: “Hm.”

> I imagine a really awkward silence passes as the seconds count down.

> Just as there’s a single second left, you look up at Hanzo and you realize he was looking at you the entire time. 

> You couldn’t quite tell who was the first to lean in, but your lips crashed together as the second hand hit midnight. The fireworks burst into light above you. Hanzo tastes faintly of alcohol, but the kiss was gentle and coaxing, like he was learning to pursue what makes him happy.

Reaper

> You two are sitting at the dining hall, watching the clock as it tips upwards to the fated hour.

> He had offered you a drink awhile prior, and now you two are sitting alone in the hall. Just you, Reaper, and the bottle of suspiciously-sourced liquor between you.

> There’s a minute left til the year, and you reach over. He lets you take his mask off.

> You’re not drunk but you pretend you are. He knows you’re pretending.

> You kiss him a little too early, but the kiss lasts well after midnight has passed.

Reinhardt

> Definitely the loudest person in the square

> 3! 2!

> geezus pipe down a little

> 1!

> Reinhardt sweeps you off your feet and dips you gracefully. You two kiss and all the other couples in the square feel a little outdone.

> Reinhardt is probably a literal ball of excitement when it comes to special events ok

> Reinhardt probably cajoles Ana into taking a bunch of photos of you two. You two spend the New Years with Ana and Pharah, taking cheesy pictures and having a great time.

Zenyatta

“Oh child, don’t put that in...” 

Zenyatta sighed as you nibbled on the hard light toy Symmetra had gracefully left you with. He gently extricated it from your mouth, cleaning it with a towel.

“Please be careful.” Zenyatta said and gave it back to you. “Hard light is a construction material, after all. It may be har- Oh!”

The toy cracked at your touch, shattering into a cloud of shimmering pieces. You two watched as the light dissipated into little specks in your vision. Just as you felt remorse burn your cheeks, you felt a gentle had on your shoulder, and Zenyatta’s soothing voice in your ear.

“No need to fret, child. There is something beautiful, even in disorder.” 

Reaper

Begrudgingly, Reaper carried you to his quarters, and washed you with no small amount of exasperation. You had practically rolled outside in the mud, tracking dirt all through the base. 

Once you were clean, he slipped you into one of his shirts, the hem draped over your toes like an evening gown.

“Now stay out of trouble.” Reaper grumbled. You laughed, and opened your arms, asking for a hug.

He stared at you for a long moment, and sighed. Reaper reached over, and ruffled your hair.

“I mean it, kid.”

It’s sad for me to say this, but it appears that we have to stop taking requests for an indefinite time until we sort out the inbox. This change will take place once I close the ask box tonight at around 22:00 PST. 

However, that does not mean this blog will be inactive. We will be continuing to post old requests as we complete them.

We’ve got over 100 requests, and some of the mods are unavailable due to school and sickness. It would be a shame if people’s requests just disappeared into the backlog instead of being fulfilled. Thank you for your understanding!

It really depends right now. Over the weekend, we usually get upwards of 40 asks, while I (Admin GK) can only do 8~9 headcanon posts a week. As you may have noticed, around 3 mods will make on average of 2~3 posts a week, so that racks up to 9 (ideally). That means it takes at least two business weeks for us to process something we get this weekend.

We’re getting more asks than we can process, and I’m looking for a way to remedy it. It would be a real bummer if I had to go on an indefinite hiatus just to pump through all the asks, but it seems like that may be inevitable at this rate.

@lovelyzenyatta

Zenyatta

> the MOST OBLIVIOUS 

> also SHOCKED

> “BLOOD COMES OUT OF YOUR WHAT”

> “humans are truly... amazing creatures.....”

> Once he’s out of shock though he’s probably the sweetest guy! Won’t hesitate to buy you anything you need - pads, tampons, ice cream, he’s got it down.

D.Va

> Pretty patient, does get a little surprised by your mood swings but overall just acts pretty normal

> If you get bad cramps she’ll fetch hot water bottles and stuff, but she gives you some space and makes sure to be a little quieter around you

> Still happy to cuddle with you at night and doesn’t get unhappy when you need to get up and change pads/tampons tho

Tracer

> Expect anything and everything you need to be there in a blink!

> Hot water bottle? It’s on your tummy even before you finished the word “bottle”. Ice cream? There’s a spoonful besides your mouth already

> Definitely so worried about you when your cramps get really bad