#zen bot

brUH this so me though, I always worry more about everyone else when I’m the one having a mental breakdown every five minutes like wtf me think bout yourself for once (alsO SHH YOU NICE PERSON YOU)

Genji:

While he knows responsibilities are important, he also knows you shouldn’t strain yourself. In his younger days he may have slacked off more than is…well, reasonable, but he’s since learned how to balance time for work and play. You, however, clearly do not have this skill.

Whenever he finds you hunched over on your laptop he doesn’t hesitate to gently pry it from your hands and put it aside. “Genji!” You always gripe at him but end up surrendering as he waits patiently, resting his chin in his hands. “Are you calm now, Y/N?” You grumpily nod to the man in front of you.

He quickly settles down next to you and pulls you into his arms. “You’re overworking yourself again.” He usually has his visor off when the two of you are alone, so there’s nothing in the way of him placing a soft kiss on your cheek while cupping the other. He chuckles as you blush. “You know I can’t stand seeing you like this.” After that he makes you rest with him, be it by doing yoga or just laying in his embrace.

Zenyatta:

You really don’t have to worry about Zen overworking himself, haha! But he definitely frets over you burning yourself out. Sometimes he keeps an eye on you while you work just to make sure you don’t exhaust yourself.

And in those moments when you do, he floats over to you. Usually you don’t even notice his presence until he takes your hands in his metal ones. Pretty effective at keeping you from working, I’d say. Zenyatta’s body language is enough to tell you he’s concerned, so you give in.

“Good; you must rest,” he motions for you to come closer. The omnic then pulls you into his lap. (I really wanna sit in his lap only because I’d be floating and that’s fuckin rad) “I don’t just mean your body, Y/N,” he runs his cool fingers over your shoulders and down your arms, feeling the tension in your muscles. “Your mind, as well. Worry less what others want of you, and rather what you want from yourself.” Ah, the benefits of having a philosophic boyfriend. Plus he gives you encouragement fist bumps when work is absolutely necessary.

Roadhog: 

Holy shit my first time writing for ze pavement pig! Hope I do him justice lol

First off, Roadhog does whatever the fuck Roadhog wants. No need to even think about him working himself to death. Hell, he doesn’t even hesitate to put Junkrat in his place because dammit this guy can be really annoying but he’s paying Roady good money.

He has no qualms about simply picking you up when you’re pushing yourself too much. And even though you may struggle, it always ends with you eventually just relaxing in his hold. “There’s a good boy/girl/lovely.” (I dunno lovely just seems like a nickname he’d use casually??) 

He easily shifts you so he’s got you resting in one arm. He’s so strong like what the fuck. (BETTER HOPE ZARYA DOESNT STEAL YOUR SWEETIE MAKO-) But usually he carries you away from your responsibilities to cool off. That ends up being you two just sitting and talking together more often than not, but there’s always the option to go watch Junkrat blow something up again. (One time his pants caught on fire and Mako laughed harder than you’d ever seen as Jamie flailed his arms and jumped right out of his trousers. It was gold.) 

Reaper:

Reaper’s issue is less overworking himself and more, like, forgetting how to rest his thoughts. Those, in turn, keep his body awake too. You often find yourself waking up in the middle of the night to find the other side of your bed empty. You get up and tend to find him gazing at the moon out the window. All you have to do is silently wrap your arms around his torso and he goes back to bed with you. On nights like that he pulls you close upon returning, and you don’t ask about what’s bugging him, instead letting him sleep. (Not that he does often. Normally he just stays up and hold you all night.)

Reaps is very blunt with his actions when he finds you toiling over something for far too long. He walks over in his emo boots, closing your laptop and picking up any papers around you before tearing them. Yeah, he can be an ass. “This paperwork doesn’t matter.” He crosses his arms. “Says you! Gabe, those were important files.”

By Lisa Evans