Tag: tw: abuse

1/3 Ok so, the fic. the premise is such: Hanzo joins Overwatch at Genji’s request and it’s one of those scenarios when the ow cast acts hostile towards him because of what he did, they are not rude, but the tension is there.(not all of them, but the majority), it doesn’t bother Hanzo much, but there is also this flirty American, who appears to be interested and acts very friendly. Naturally Hanzo doesn’t trust him at first, but as time passes he lets the cowboy become closer to him.

2/3 He is always there for him and their relationship develops, and rather soon the occasional light hearted flirting grows into more consistent tints and outright demands for sex. They fuck. At first Hanzo doesn’t mind it, he is enough touch deprived to miss the feel of another body, but it becomes much more rough, Jesse doesn’t kiss him goodnight anymore. As a result of this sour turn of events and his A+ social skills Hanzo starts acting colder to everybody else then before, including Genji 

¾ he thinks he has to deal with it himself or end it for good, which he attempts to, telling Jesse that it doesn’t work out. What he receives in return is a grin, Jesse tells him that there is nobody on the base, apart from him that is able to actually tolerate Hanzo and his bullshit. Basically, as he was quite close to him he is now aware of Hanzo’s weaknesses, which Hanzo shared with him and kinda plays on it.

4/5 (fuck this is longer than expected). He knows that Hanzo is afraid to seem weak and dishonourable – and a man pitying himself for killing his brother – what’s more pathetic? They fuck more. It’s very far from what they’ve started with, Hanzo looks at Jesse from underneath his eyelashes with hate bubbling up in his throat. He hates this man for outplaying him. But he also understands that this can’t go on forever, he attempts to end this again.

5/6 he tells Jesse that he will physically hurt him if he doesn’t stop using him as a sexdoll all the fucking time. To his suprise there is a revolver next to his head in the next second and a familiar voice is whispering into Hanzo’s ear that he waited for the dragon to show his teeth and that in fact Hanzo is nothing more than a whiny bitch, deserving nothing more than being treated like one. Jesse then tells him that nobody will believe him if he ever attempts to tell anybody plus…

6/6 … Plus it’s “dishonourable” and “weak”. So he fucks Hanzo again, this time really against the other’s will, but he is not satisfied as Hanzo doesn’t moan or pleads him to stop or cry. So he takes this as a challenge, showering humiliations on him, telling him it was a revenge and a trick all along. After he cums as a final attempt to get any reaction out of the other he straight up pisses inside (this is a part which reminded me of you). Trick works and Hanzo starts crying mheh

7/7 also like there are like two endings: one where Hanzo kills Jesse on the next mission, blaming the talon agent or where he becomes Jesse’s lovely pet, well trained and well behaved and idk which you would like more so I’ll tell you both

oh dear ^^ I’m such a bleeding heart xD I always want all of them to enjoy their sexy times…. meeeh but how flattering that that made you think of me trololol 

thanks for the summary!

Does lucio know what happened to Gabe in your live write thing :o

not the details. He figures he got abused or was at least in some really shitty relationships because that’s really not difficult to figure out. He doesn’t know anything beyond that because he hasn’t had the guts to ask Gabriel yet and Gabriel would rather bite his own hand off than talk about ~~feelings~~ without being put into a corner one way or another.

heavybomb
replied to your post “Still hung up on abused (former or current) sexbot Zenyatta. Will…”

*slides into seat, fingers laced together* I’m listening.

So. An Anon sent me this, alright?

Imagine abused Zenyatta meditating one day and 76 puts his hand on Zen’s knee and the memories just kick in suddenly and whoops there goes the modesty paneling and the legs open wide and 76 doesn’t say anything but he’s always careful not to touch because damn that is horrible. Human beings are literally the worst. Also imagine abused Zenyatta and Widowmaker chilling. A lot. Taking comfort in each other because damn have they been dicked over.

and I’m like… well first of all I’m snickering at the ‘dicked over’ part because ehehehehehehe I see what you did there.

but also I’m like *heavy breathing* yeeeessss.

I also want 76 to be kinda-nice-but-also-kinda-a-dickhead and murmur sweet nothings at Zenyatta while he leans in v close and pushes his gloved hand into those ragged, wide pants to get a good grope at the soft mesh puss underneath. He gets frustrated because he can’t feel anything like that and while he works on getting his gloves off, Zenyatta is just humming softly, obediently still, head cocked coquettishly – his programming in full throttle basically.

mmmhhhh ❤ ❤ 76 being very gentle and coaxing Zenyatta into overloading for him a few times, but afterwards Zenyatta def needs to sit down in a quiet corner and reboot and try to comprehend what just happened.

aaah yes

I love the idea of Papa Shimada selling Genji’s virginity, but think about this: Big Papa is well aware of the fact that both of his sons could be kidnapped by his rivals and he refuses to allow them the satisfaction of taking his boy’s virginity. So he brings in two fucking machines, straps the boys down, and leaves to attend a meeting. By the time he gets back both are loose, crying messes

I like that as well :O but I like him selling Genji’s virginity off even more *_*

nothing gold can stay 1.2

boneyarts:

His first memory is of darkness, and
the peace he has there.

Then suddenly his world blooms into
being, color and sound and objects just there, and the first
voice he hears is as vicious as the hands that wrap tightly around
his delicate neck, mocking laughter of many that settles over him,
heavy like the cold metal collar he’s fitted with. He looks around,
optics still adjusting to the world that is too-bright after his
slumbering darkness, lines and borders blurred, and all he can see is
a cage of flesh, warm bodies all around with voices too loud and
harsh, spitting tides of words with no meaning at him. His
newly-onlined systems struggle to sort through the overwhelming
amount of input, forced to run before they know how to walk, and
every noise that the voices make rings in his head, threatening to
break him apart from the inside out.

He’s grabbed by one arm, fingers
squeezing his still-soft metal hard enough to leave indentions, and
dragged through the bodies, watching in bewilderment as they part—the
expressions fixed on him are ones he can’t decipher, all toothy
smiles and raised brows and bright eyes, moving mouths, but something
in his core knows even now that nothing in them, in this place, is to
be trusted.

He’s afraid before his mind even knows
what fear is.

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Holy shit!!!!!!!!!! Omg it begins. Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuuccccckkkkkkkk