ARCHIVED.

I’ve moved Genji to his own main blog, which can be found at SUZUMESOUL. This one will be kept up as an archive (especially since I don’t want to go through reblogging all my important content over to the new blog)!

ARCHIVED.

I’ve moved Genji to his own main blog, which can be found at SUZUMESOUL. This one will be kept up as an archive (especially since I don’t want to go through reblogging all my important content over to the new blog)!

theoddsquad:

@suzumesoul cont from x

She almost doesn’t even notice Genji had come and sat down next to her, and even when it does register that he’s there, she doesn’t really acknowledge it initially, too deep in thought. However after a moments pause she does glance at him and offer him a warm smile- as she usually does when she greets him. No matter what she may be struggling with or what her burdens may be he always deserved to be greeted with a smile.

Turning her attention back to the water, she seems to get a little tense as he speaks, a gentle prod to talk about what’s on her mind. Her fingers lightly grasp at the fabric of her skirt, her expression thoughtful but she’s struggling to find the right words to express herself.

Mostly because she’s a little scared to. Genji is a treasured friend and they mean the world to her, she’s scared if she were to tell them what’s been on her mind that she’d be putting that friendship at risk. However a part of her also knows that unless she was pushy about it and made him uncomfortable- that Genji wouldn’t cut their friendship short over something like this.

Still admitting something like this, especially when everything in your gut is telling you it’s never going to happen, is hard even if it is liberating. At least she’d know for sure.

Shadow closes her eyes, trying to calm her nerves “It’s… nothing..” she murmurs “I mean it is something but… it’s not like I’m in trouble or anything..”

Shadow mentally kicks herself. Never really was graceful around him. “Genji, I-“ she stops and chews her lip a little clutching tightly at fabric again, she’s just got to get the words past this stupid lump in her throat. “I Uh.. I have ya know” she lightly gestures with her hands but it’s just vague and doesn’t get the point across.

She laughs weakly at herself “Y-You remember when you told me about how you were in love? But.. the person you were in love with was already spoken for? How it was something burdening you a-and you came to me just… to get it off your chest?”

She pauses “w-well it seems.. I’m in a similar position except… I can’t really say that I’m in love, nor can I say that they’re spoken for but I do.. very much care about them… and even though I could tell them I also very much value my friendship with them and I’m scared for some reason that telling them would compromise that relationship”

She’s still unable to bring herself to look at him when she speaks. She’s already feeling pretty emotional she’s not sure she can look- hell shes barely even managed to get herself to talk.

“I told you to tell him because a good feeling can start to feel like a burden, it doesn’t feel like a good feeling.. or something along those lines.. seems I have a hard time following my advice” she falls silent lightly curling up so that her knees are to her chest.

She realizes her leggings are a very slightly different shade than her skirt.

“I want.. to tell my friend how I feel but.. I’m too scared too. I’m more worried about it scaring them away than I am about rejection. Although… rejection sucks too. The possibility of losing them entirely is far more intimidating.”

She rests her head on her knees, it feels almost like someone had reached into her chest and started to squeeze her heart. The ache is dull but her entire chest feels it, and she keep having to swallow down that stupid lump in her throat. This was already awkward without her getting emotional and crying about it. She doesn’t feel she actually has any reason to cry, she’s not lost anything. Nothing bad has happened although nothing that good has happened either.

Scared, That’s probably why.

She sighs and hides her face in her arms and a curtain of soft silver/blue hair.

He can only hope, as he listens, that his silence is not taken for discomfort; conveying a patient expression without a face is something of a difficult task. But Genji keeps their gaze turned towards her, you have my full attention, and does not make a sound beyond quiet hums of acknowledgment now and then until Shadow begins to retreat into herself again.

“Unless concerning behaviours were to manifest on your part, such as pressing boundaries without consent,” Genji begins, calmly, “the presence of romantic feelings is not something that so easily destroys a mutual friendship. Of course, some people cannot stand the thought of being around someone who feels that way, for whatever reason - that is understandable. But as I understand it, it is not the most common response.”

They do not reach out to offer physical comfort, unsure if it would be welcomed, but they do not move away, either. Genji folds both hands in his lap, head inclining slightly, and sighs through his nose before taking a breath.

“If I am jumping to the wrong conclusion here, tell me,” he says, gently. “But I would prefer not to talk in riddles. If I am the object of your affections, I am flattered, though I do not feel the same. Our friendship is not in jeopardy, in my eyes. And if I am not - well...” He laughs - somewhat inappropriately, a habit originally picked up from his master, now used to ease the tension - and spreads his hands in something like a helpless who can say? shrug.

loosedhope replied to your post “goodnight folks you’re cordially invited to slap genji across the face...”

slaps him with a plushy because he a Good

THANKS HE LOVES IT

strike-at-the-heart replied to your post “"I’m just…getting tired of you.” (I fucking hate this fucking meme why...”

“-I am simply doing what I must.” u wanna go m8

NO but also yes absolutely 1v1 him see who wins this time fucker

goodnight folks you’re cordially invited to slap genji across the face in my absence

strike-at-the-heart replied to your post “"You /don’t/ deserve me.” It's said gently--almost humorously. "No...”

Are you two aware how fucking cute both of your characters goddamn are.

absolutely

"I’m just…getting tired of you.” (I fucking hate this fucking meme why did you post it you fucker I know it was to goad this bag of dicks into saying the worst shit imaginable WELL JOKE'S ON YOU I'm choosing most fitting one that broke my heart the least so he's only saying something PRETTY BAD because I don't need this sort of negativity in my life I'm going to go meditate in the woods or some shit now to cleanse my palate bye [until the next message you send me on skype] you enabling fuck.)

Their head tilts, slowly, slightly. It is, of course, impossible to determine the emotion behind the gaze currently fixed on Hanzo- but something in the silence following Hanzo’s remark suggests that it might be somewhere on the spectrum of irritated beyond belief.

“Do you think I enjoy this?” Genji’s arms fold, spine straightening as he stares back at Hanzo through the visor. His voice is stiff and edged with frustration. “This may surprise you, but I am tired, too.” 

Finally, he turns his head away slightly, the visor tilting down, fingers of his right hand drumming once on the opposite arm. They do not want to be honest, here. Not with him. Hanzo has never respected vulnerability.

But.

“It pains me that you are so disinterested in altering the path you have laid out for yourself. It pains me further still,” and he still does not, cannot, look at him, save from the corner of his eye, “that you have not considered how difficult it is for me to come to you, time and time again, to extend compassion and forgiveness to you after all that has passed between us. I could just as easily not be here, Hanzo. Right now, I wish I wasn’t.”

Genji’s arms unfold, dropping slowly to his sides, the face still slightly tilted away to diminish the appearance of a constant stare.

If you were not so...fucking stubborn... 

“But if I do not persist in contacting you, you will simply pretend I do not exist at all. I know for a fact you will never come to me first, and I am not willing to give up hope for you, just yet. So, I’m afraid-” Genji sighs, somewhat melodramatically, the flat, depressive tone finally lifting from his voice. “-I am simply doing what I must.”

tekhearthazenyatta replied to your post “"You /don’t/ deserve me.” It's said gently--almost humorously. "No...”

// very softly, he loves it,

he loves it!

"You /don’t/ deserve me.” It's said gently--almost humorously. "No person deserves another. But people do deserve kindness, and affection, and understanding. And this is something I find delight in bestowing upon you. Do you find that acceptable?" // i. i always gotta

They turn their face into Zenyatta’s palm, nuzzling at it despite the presence of their faceplate, the gesture itself more important than the feeling. Genji does not know what his expression would convey if it were visible. He is not even entirely sure of what he currently feels, other than a quiet sense of gratitude, and relief, and--clinginess, perhaps.

“I do.” They take both of Zenyatta’s hands, pressing them to both sides of their own face, an affectionate experimentation with pressure. “I had not thought of it that way, before. No person deserving another, even positively.” 

Genji considers something, for a moment. “I hope you know,” he says, lightly, “that I find delight in giving you the same.” A quiet huff of laughter behind the face plate - he is, after all, essentially bestowing physical affection on his master as they speak. “In case you could not tell.”

dirtylittlemuses:

[[SEND “You don’t mean that” FOR ME TO PICK ONE FOR MY MUSE TO SAY TO YOURS]]

 "You’re embarrassing!“ “You act like a fucking child.”  "Sometimes I can’t remember why I ever loved you in the first place.“  "What did I tell you about trying to hold my hand in public?”  "I don’t want people to know that I’m dating you!“  "You’re pathetic…”  "You make me sad. Just looking at you…“  "I can’t be around you anymore.”  "You’re not worth it.“  "You’re nothing. Not to me. Not to anyone.”  "Stop looking at me like that…like you’re expecting me to care. You should know better by now.“ "You’re useless.”  "Loving you was the most idiotic thing I’ve ever done.“  "Pretending to love you was excruciating.”  "You thought I could really love someone like you?“  "I’m just…getting tired of you.”  "I have to get out. You’re ruining my life.“  "I used to dream about you but now you’re the star of my nightmares.”  "You’re a disappointment.“  "I tried to love you..I really did.”  "You’ll never be anything to me.“  "I wished you realized how much I’ve grown to loathe you.”  "You’re so ignorant.“  "You look ridiculous!”  "I’m not going out with you in public looking like that.”  "Every one makes fun of you.“  "You make me look bad.”  "You’re a waste of time.“ "I’m not yours anymore!”  "It’s not [her/him]! It’s anyone! I could love anyone more than I love you.“  "You don’t deserve me.”

Harsh words sentence starters || Send one for my muse’s reaction

…i have a lot of feelings about young genji

mekaniikku replied to your post “mekaniikku replied to your post “mekaniikku:blindsoldier replied to...”

i love u

[strike voice] Someone has to.

mekaniikku replied to your post “mekaniikku:blindsoldier replied to your post: ...”

CRYING THAT U REBLOGGED IT OMFSL

listen i will never pass up an opportunity to have zentacles discussed on my blog

mekaniikku:

blindsoldier replied to your post: blindsoldier: genji, wrapping an octopus directly…

genji, wrapping himself in zen’s tentacles: :)

gay

…i think about his face a lot

bonus:

based offa this post

he’s great thank you