#venture x reader
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a rock and their diamond ˚ ♡ ⋆｡ venture + [bimbo] reader {hcs}
synopsis : venture with a dumb, bimbo-ish, sexy gf… i mean c’mon it’s already canon
—TW : some nsfw hcs , slight exhibitionism , reader is very suggestively a girl , big tits (ahh boo!!!)
art credits : leesam_23
“oh cool! i had a friend obsessed with archeology back in high school; she told me i was a libra!”
“you mean astrology…?” dr. ziegler raised her brow.
“um… i don’t think it had anything to do with space.”
that was the moment sloane cameron knew you were the one.
you’re ditzy, beauty, sexy, (and tall)—quite the opposite to your venturous partner. and most could describe you two as the ‘beauty and brains’.
venture was enraptured the very second they laid their eyes on you. talk about the star of the show; everyone’s attention was focused on you the moment you walked into that dig site.
you’re tiny pink dress that hugged the curve of your waist so tight—barely covering your ass and most definitely straining against your tits (not that sloane was looking…). your long legs and plush thighs that made the archeologist gulp. tall, elegant heels which only put you on more of a pedestal. and if people weren’t already drooling over your body, your face definitely topped the cake. you were gorgeous through and through. a doll.
and, yet, through all sloane’s nervousness, they could tell you looked a tad lost.
“hi! sloane cameron. are you looking for something?” they reached a hand out which you gladly shook; venture noticing your pretty, pink acrylics.
“yes! my daddy works in the medical tent—any idea where i could find it? sure doesn’t look like a fun camping trip though.”
sloane shook the last comment off, saying they’d show you where the tent is. although the digger was dusty and smelled like minerals, you decided to follow close beside them.
that’s where they introduced you to dr ziegler. “are you a doctor too?” you’d ask. “oh, gosh, no. i’m one of the archeologists working here.” and there, the infamous moment took place.
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venture refers to you as various different gemstones, which you love. their go-to’s being ‘opal’, ‘angel’ (short for angelite), and, of course, diamond—your favorite.
^ “almost done w these soil samples. then omw home opal! xo” sloane would reply with to your needy texts.
^ “what’d you want f’dinner, angel?” they’d ask, wrapping scarred arms around you from behind.
^ “you look as stunning as always, diamond.” watching you give a twirl to showcase your outfit for tonight—something always a little teasing and small… not that venture had any complaints.
sloane worked late hours, fully devoted to their passion. you would usually find them hunched over at the table. slim fingers pressing circles into their shoulders, massaging away the tension. your partner would sigh, leaning back before taking your hand and guiding you into their lap. they’d explain their most recent endeavor and you would listen… even though the information went into one ear and out the other.
“ya’ know?” you, in fact, did not know, but gave a supportive nod anyways. sloane snorted, planting calloused hands on the plush of your hips as you straddled their waist. god, they wanted nothing more than to kiss that oblivious look off your face.
speaking of a suggestive kiss, does it come as a surprise that sloane just can’t get enough of you?
their hands are always on you, one way or another—how could they not? so much to grab, so much to play with.
they’d kneed your supple thighs, pinching the fat in awe. and they’d mewl as if it was their own flesh.
sometimes, venture would sit atop you in bed—spending time poking and prodding every part of you like a new toy… not caring about your excessive squirming, stifling little moans.
god, your breasts were the best part. sloane would do anything to be near them at all times. alone, the archeologist fondled your tits, squeezing your nipples between their middle and index and watching them harden. if you were a tease, sloane must be a sadist.
with you being eye candy, there was, of course, a lot of attention drawn to you. some would simply admire from afar, while others took a more brave approach.
venture isn’t a very jealous type… i mean, that’s what they’ve always believed about themselves. yet, seeing men flock to you like moths to a light—it was… irritating.
there was no such thing as ‘innocent’ conversations or ‘harmless’ touches when it came to you; everything anyone did was quite obviously intentional. and somehow, the cherry on the cake was always the follow up question, “did you come here alone?”
and as the men would compliment your hair, and subtly look at your finger for a ring, sloane would interject.
well… if you count standing a few feet away with a hot, red face staring daggers into the men’s eyes as interjection… then, yes, sloane interjected. but, the real problem solver was you, oblivious you. you, who knew you were pretty hot, but didn’t count anyone’s intentions as scandalous.
so, you’d see your partner in the distance and your eyes would immediately light up, waving your hand to call them over. maybe that’s all sloane needed, because as soon as they see that look of adoration in your face, all that anger would subside. you were theirs, after all.
don’t think those men would be off the hook, however. venture would most definitely slide an arm around your waist as you walk away… maybe slightly grabbing the round of your ass with a sly smirk on their face.
you loved to surprise your partner with visits at their job. you never minded dirt and grime and it mostly seemed like it avoided you all together.
venture would be in the middle of a log, wiping beads of sweat off their hairline after a long dig. “excavation log dash 2-3-3, this is sloane cameron speaking—my team and i just discovered a fascinating—“ “baby!!” you ran up to the archeologist, practically jumping on them as you curled your arms around their neck.
sloane would be startled before turning around and giving you an equally tight hug. others whisper about how lucky their coworker is since sloane’s face reached right between your tits. and to think your partner hated the height difference (not in the moment).
“okay, guys, hold that thought! i’ll be back!” your partner would wave.
speaking of surprises, you’d always come home with rocks for sloane. standing in front of your partner with hands behind your back, “guess.” you’d giggle. every night, the surprise was no different, but venture would entertain your enthusiasm.
“hmm… let’s see… is it… a flower?” “nope!” “candy?” “nuh uh.” “a perfectly preserved dilophosaurus spine fossil with all discs in tact?!” you looked around, “uh… i don’t think so?” venture would sigh.
you open your hands, revealing a smooth, brown rock about the size of your palm. “it’s a rock!” you smiled wide and sloane’s cheeks tinted red from how cute you could be. “thank you, diamond! i love it.” you’d sit next to them on the couch, holding onto their arm. “i found it on the sidewalk. what kind of fossil do you think it is? maybe a dinosaur one?”
sloane would pat your head, trying to refrain from explaining to you that most fossils are dinosaurs… and that you wouldn’t find one on the side walk. “angel, i think it’s just a rock—a cool rock nonetheless!” and that satisfied you enough.
honorable mention, but venture definitely buys packs of fossil dig kits for kids you could get at walmart. they keep them at their work station for when you visit because you love to be included in whatever sloane is doing.
sloane works on grid maps in their tent with you by their side, scraping down compacted sand to find your prize. “i did it!” you put down your tiny mallet. “good job, opal! what’d you get?” you pout your lips confusingly, “another rock?” venture, tiredly, rubs your shoulder, “it’s a fossil, opal…” you’re lucky, though, because this leads to a make out session.
when you do have your steamy moments in venture’s tent, it’s always the most passionate. maybe it’s the adrenaline of being caught, or the shameful thought of someone hearing you, either way, it’s exhilarating.
sloane would have you propped up on the table, pushing important papers to the ground. needy hands groping the plush flesh of your hips and your dress hitched up above your ass. your tongue grazing their chipped tooth and fingers tangling in brown hair.
of course, sloane would kiss down your neck reaching the cleavage of your breasts; their hands pushing them together, making the tops spill over the very tight fabric.
of course, you’d ask a dumb question about what if someone walks in. but, your partner is already pussy drunk and is looking up at you from between your thighs, shushing you and asking if you’d squeeze their head before going back down.
it’s very common to get odd looks when you’re both out in public. as previously mentioned, you two look complete opposites. you, in a matching pink track suit, tube top pushing against your tits, low rise sweatpants showing off the tramp stamp plastered on your lower back, g string imprinting on your hips with a cute navel piercing to go with it. you always have your makeup done, sunglasses atop your hair, and pink platform flip-flops… and venture!
venture with their hair a mess, tired eyebags from rarely sleeping, chipped tooth, a ‘we rock!’ oversized t shirt, baggy shorts that went to their knees, and old sneakers. two people you would never think you’d see together, yet holding hands and sloane pressing a kiss to your cheek whenever they could.
and, yes, it’s a little discouraging knowing no one thinks you would ever be with someone like sloane cameron. it’s an insecurity the archeologist keeps in the back of their head. but, without fail, you’ve always introduced them as yours… and that makes any doubts fade away—knowing you hold your relationship with pride.
of course, a few months into dating, venture would make sure you didn’t actually think archeology was astrology. “opal, you do know that zodiac signs are not archeology, right?” they’d raise a brow. “no, silly. i’m not dumb!” you’d giggle and sloane would sigh in relief.
“he’s that murderer—that’s true crime!”
and for sloane, their heart skipped a beat…
yeah, you’re the one.
#overwatch#overwatch 2#ow2#venture overwatch#venture#overwatch x reader#overwatch x you#overwatch fic#venture x reader#venture x you#sloane cameron
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🪨Venture (OW II) x (gn) reader headcanons⛏️
(Start of Romantic Relationship Pt. II Edition!)
(Not my picture!)
(Not much to say at the moment, hope you enjoy it nonetheless!!)
(Pt. I) (Pt. III)
- Ok so, in comparison to the more common outdoor dates, indoor dates are just as eventful, especially movie dates.
- Alright so, I think out of the other genres, horror is their favorite out of the bunch, with an emphasis on the older and more dated ones. The ones with folklore and culture references being an all time favorite.
- After all, folklore is a kind of history that can give a person insight into the life and tribulations people from different periods and eras had to deal with.
- Anyway, I believe Sloane loves to just overanalyze these kinds of movies, having to restrain themselves from doing so while you two are still watching the movie.
- Has an obvious love for the Mummy movies, you’d have to pry that from my cold, dead, and mummified hands.
- As much as they love it, they still get a bit miffed about inaccuracies that seem so obvious to them. You have to remind them that movie people don’t exactly care for such things as passionately as they do.
- It doesn’t stop at folklore themed movies, or even the horror genre, I mean movies in general are parts of history solidified in amber to them, and they reasonably like indulging in them.
- They especially love to be doing it with you, an arm wrapped around your shoulders, teaching circles onto the skin of your arm as they shove popcorn into their mouth.
- Avid popcorn lover, eats up most of it the second they get their mitts on the bowl. Make sure they get their own bowl because they can and will try to gobble it all up.
- Thinks they’re slick with it too, like goes and kisses your head as they take a healthy handful from your bowl, shoveling it into their mouth hastily, and proceeds to laugh with a full mouth as you smack them on the chest when you realize what they did.
- Besides that, there are also other activities, for example, Lego dates, specifically making things like Lego bouquets.
- Considering you both might not have the time to tend to actual plants if you’re both either in Overwatch or as archeologists, legos are a nice stand-in.
- The overall idea of them never wilting or needing to be thrown away is plus as well!
- They may get distracted more than once, lose a couple pieces, but the end product is generally sound and looks mostly like the image on the box. They’re so proud of themselves about it too.
- Yet another thing they’re proud of, a vase they made at a pottery class date you guys decided to do just because.
- It’s another way for them to talk about the history of pottery and the use of clay, getting too caught up with what they were saying more than once.
- In the end they were able to produce a vase, a bit misshapen but nice and sturdy.
- It becomes the vase you guys use for the Lego bouquet. Yet another way to remember those moments between the two of you.
- They’re used to doing things that take physical exertion, but will always have a great time while dating you, being able to share anything and everything that loosely reminds them of that particular situation.
- In a nutshell, every date can be extremely fun for the two of you, which only solidifies the connection between the two of you and the desire to have you as a permanent staple in their life.
(Hope I'll be able to conjure something else for the first kiss and beginning relationship pt. III!)
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Moon
Y/N: It's so beautiful out here.
Sloan (Venture): Yeah, it's just me, you, and the Moon
Hanzo: HEY! YOU TWO SHOULD KISS!!
#incorrect quotes#overwatch incorrect quotes#venture ow2#venture x reader#venture overwatch#overwatch#overwatch 2#overwatch venture
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A/N: This took me longer than I wanted it to but it's finally done! That means there's only one fic left to finish before I open up requests again. :•) Enjoy!
Premise: Depressed!GN!Reader finds out they're not as worthless as they think they are.
Warnings: None! Pure fluff.
You scribbled on the corner of the page to test your ink pen.
I have to vacuum the floor again soon. Dishes need to be done again today. I don't know what I want to make for dinner. More chores need to be done tomorrow. Is it even worth it anymore?
You pause. Every entry from the start of this week looked exactly the same. Flipping through the pages you notice that the beginning entries aren't much different either. Seems like every day has turned monotonous and bleak for you for a long time now. When you really think about it, when was the last time you were truly happy to wake up in the morning? Nothing came to mind.
The amount of hopelessness that filled your mind, body and soul was immense.
"Good morning!" Sloan sets down a coffee mug with a cat meme on it for you. Their smile had genuine happiness behind it– not something you could relate to.
"Good morning." You mimic their smile and watch as they take a seat next to you.
You're not sure how they could be so happy to wake up to the same burden every day of their life. Surely they must of thought you were baggage at this point. You were just waiting for the day they got tired of your presence and finally packed up and left. Everyone did. It was only a matter of time for them, too.
You bookmark the current page of your journal and close its cover.
"Don't forget your medicine!" They set your pill case next to your cat meme mug.
"Thanks."
They give you a kiss on the cheek.
You want to cry. Instead, you just watch as they take a seat next to you at the dining table for breakfast.
"Not hungry?" They ask.
They fork small bites of waffle into their mouth.
"I already ate." You lied.
"Oh? What did you have? I didn't hear you making anything."
You knew they were worried about you, but your brain didn't accept this.
"Just toast."
They're quiet for a moment. "Just toast?" They repeat.
"With jam. I'm not completely tasteless." You halfheartedly joke.
In order to dodge more conversation you open your pill case and down everything on an empty stomach.
"You have therapy today, right?" It feels they're playing a game of Twenty Questions.
"Yeah. I can make it there on my own, though."
"Well, I don't have anything to do right now. Why not let me take you?"
Right. You forgot. You were used to them being gone for weeks on end because of field work, studying or traveling. They took a couple weeks off to spend time with you. It seemed to be happening increasingly often as of late.
"It's alright, really. I don't want to bother you with it." You insist.
"It's not a bother! I promise!"
They're smiling again. It's hard to say no to that face.
"Alright."
...
Your therapist gives you back your journal after reading the last few entries. Nearly fifty minutes had already gone by and you don't feel like you've gotten everything off your chest yet.
"So, you feel like nothings gotten any better then?" They inquire.
"How are things supposed to get better at this rate?"
You collapse into the sofa and stare at the wall behind your doctor.
"I'm a burden. I can't do anything right. Everyone else already has everything figured out. What am I supposed to do? I'll never be good enough at anything."
Your therapist jots down everything you're saying before looking back up at you.
"If it's okay to ask... what do you want to be good at, exactly?"
You think about it. "Anything."
"Do you really think that's true, that you're not good at anything?"
You nod.
"You woke up this morning. You're breathing. You're very good at doing those two things. You're taking up space and existing. You're listening. You're feeling. You do these things without even thinking about them. Is that not a sign of skill?"
"That doesn't make me a worthwhile person, though." Tears start forming in your eyes and your therapist hands you the tissue box.
"You don't have to do anything well to be a worthwhile person. You exist, and that enough makes life worth living. If you want to learn more then you can, but knowing everything won't increase your value. You're valuable just by being here. Your worth as a human being is not determined by what you can or cannot do, or what you do or don't know."
Your therapist stays quiet as you sob into multiple tissues. It takes several minutes for you to calm down enough to continue your session.
"I still can't help but feel like a burden to everyone though." You still find it hard to speak after crying so much.
"Those who see you as a burden will never be worth your time. People who want to be around you will stay around you, even if they can't be present in your life at all times."
Rain begins gently tapping at the office window.
"... wouldn't it just be easier to shut everyone out, then?" You point out.
"Well, sure... but then you would never find out who truly loved you, or find others who are going to love you despite it all."
Another moment of silence passes between the two of you before the clock chimes in the distance.
"Same time next week I presume?" Your therapist fills out an appointment card for you.
"That sounds good."
...
You forgot your umbrella. The rain has already begun to pour.
Y/N: Alright. I'm ready.
💛lil meow meow💛: ᕕ( ՞ ᗜ ՞ )ᕗ
💛lil meow meow💛: ON MY WAY!!!
A car speeds by while you're waiting and splashes you from head to toe in puddle water. You're lucky enough that your phone case is water proof and that your journal is in your bag, otherwise everything would've been ruined.
Weird. You haven't thought about the positives in a long time.
You carefully wipe the droplets from your phone before another text message pops up.
💛lil meow meow💛: [Uploaded a photo at 3:56 PM].
It was a photo of you from behind.
💛lil meow meow💛: Omg? There's just a cutie pie standing outside? Do you think they're single?
You turn to look in the direction the photo was taken, then Sloan snaps another photo of you.
💛lil meow meow💛: OMG they noticed me!!!
💛lil meow meow💛: They're walking towards me!!!
You open the car door and the warmth hits your damp face.
"Wow. Now there's a cute person in my car! No way!" They grin and gesture over to you.
You can't help but smile.
"Sorry I wasn't fast enough to pick you up before the rain started..." They add.
They reach over to hold your hand and give it a comforting squeeze.
"It's okay. I can shower later." You reply.
You look out the passenger side window at the world covered in gray. The sooner you could get home, the better.
"So, how did it go?" They ask.
For a moment you replay the conversation with your therapist in your mind. You're not sure if you want to bring it up.
"Well..." You start to say, but you choke back the rest of the words.
Tears form in your eyes and you turn farther way from your beloved to hide them. You attempt to focus on the street lights passing you by instead.
"It was okay."
A brief silence passes between the two of you.
"You can be honest with me." There was a genuine concern for you in their voice that you were all too familiar with.
You bite your lip and think about your therapist again.
"Do you think I'm a burden?"
The question seems to come from no where for Sloan– but for you, it's all you've been wondering for a very long time.
"No! Of course not! Why would I ever think that about you?" They answer almost a little too defensively.
"Because you're smart, and you already have your life figured out– and I'm just a nobody, really..."
"No, you're not. Not to me."
You wipe the oncoming tears with your sleeves. The weight of the world comes baring down on your shoulders once again. Hot breaths escape between choking sighs and you can't stop yourself from sobbing all over again.
"I'm sorry–" That's all you could repeat, over and over again, like a broken record.
"[Y/N]..."
You can hardly hear them over the sound of your downfall.
The crisis seemed like it lasted forever to you. Everything you've been keeping bottled up for so long comes pouring out all at once without any warning. Even though your heart still hurts, you can feel it becoming lighter with every passing minute.
You can't form words. All you can do now is cry, cry, cry.
So cry, you did.
For minutes on end, tears flood out from underneath your swollen, bloodshot eyes. Your face was pink and pain pounded in your head from all the upset. It felt like forever until you were calm enough to form coherent sentences again.
"I'm sorry you had to see that." Once again you find yourself apologizing for things beyond your control.
"There's no need to say you're sorry. Let's just get inside so you can get out of those wet clothes."
You didn't even realize you had made it home already.
...
One mental breakdown, shower and ibuprofen later you felt like a brand new person.
In the same cat meme mug from this morning your beloved sets down some hot chocolate for you to help you cheer up.
"Do you want to talk about it?" They ask.
You can feel them wrap a blanket around you before sitting down and scooping you up into the warmest hug you've ever received. You close your eyes and melt into their affection while placing your head on their chest to listen to their heartbeat.
"I guess I just feel worthless most of the time." You admit.
"But why? You're not worthless to me. Not one bit." They comfort you the best they can.
You can feel Sloan place their hand on the back of your head and gently stroke your hair.
"I feel bad for taking time away from you. You have everything in your life figured out. I can't imagine why you still come around to visit me."
"Because I love you." There's a softness to their reply that makes your heart feel safe and secure. "I love spending time with you, so I take time off to visit you. If I didn't want anything to do with you I'd be gone already."
You think about their words for a minute and wish you had something equally as nice to reply with, but instead drowsiness begins to fog your mind.
You open your mouth to speak but a yawn escapes first.
"Rest, mi vida. Don't let those thoughts bother you anymore. I love you so much–" They place a kiss to your head. "– and I'll love you even more when you wake up."
They let you lay down and listen to their heartbeat for a little while longer.
"You mean the world to me. I don't care about anything else right now– just you. I'm here for you. Everything else can wait."
"Promise?" You nuzzle into their chest, ready to fall asleep at any moment.
"I promise. I'll write it on my tombstone." They reply.
"I'll hold you to that."
"You'll have to wait and see. I plan on spending the rest of my life with you, first."
For the first time in a long time you felt yourself genuinely smile.
#this took me rewatching my entire comfort game to finish oof#overwatch#overwatch 2#venture x reader#venture x you#overwatch fanfiction#overwatch x reader#overwatch x you#sloane cameron#sloan cameron
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VENTURE WITH AN ADHD!PARTNER!
(I have ADHD so-)
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Extra Venture Thing :
Venture : Do you think that everyday artifacts get lost? Oh! In the future someone could find my dead body and put it in a museum!
Reader : maybe someone can find my toothbrush that someone STOLE to dig up an artifact on our mission.
Venture : hey! I said I was sorry :(..
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Warnings : little Blood maybe?..
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• Venture has adhd, and finds it very hard to stay still and to not stop talking about this one rock they found, but to know their partner also does the same makes them even more in love
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"did you know that any rock you find could probably have a crystal in it! You just gotta look for the right one!"
Venture says, watching as your eyes light up.
"I love crystals, I found some by the river! Would you like to go down there? Oh and we could find other places to go maybe like that one time you-"
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• Loves to buy you stuff of whatever your into, like a large plushie of a slime thing? Alright! Paid for!
• Venture doesn't worry if you bop them or play with their clothes/hair, but worries when you get stressed and start to get really frustrated.
"ughhh! This is so hard!"
"shh.. it's okay baby, Cmere mi amor, you need to take a break. Your getting to frustrated, you might hurt yourself!.." venture states as they start to hug and cuddle you, their tall and broad figure supporting you as you curl up closer to them.
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• Venture like collecting things with you, they also stim alot when happy!
*ventures hands shaked in delight at the new found artifact, their fact lighting up with joy. After punching and getting a bloody nose from fighting someone for it-*
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•| that's it! I hoped you like this, it's my first time writing headcannons- |•
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A c o l d n i g h t s h a r e d
× pairing: venture x reader
× words: 1109
× content: gender neutral reader, fluff, comfort, slight crushing
× summary: After a long day of work at the dig site, the two of you help eachother wind down and get ready for sleep.
[ A/N ] : Hello hi ive become severely obsessed with this Venture creature and im not seeing enough fanfics with them so of course i had to pick the pen up myself and get to work.
After a long day of work at the dig site, the two of you help eachother wind down and get ready for sleep. Sitting close by the fire, you help them clean up.
Holding the tissues you brought with you in hand, you began gently wiping Ventures face from all the dirt and dust as they sat slightly hunched over to help you reach better.
"Aw come on, do we really have to?" They playfully whined with a weak laugh, not truly being against this but they would rather be asleep right now.
"Oh shush" you replied with a soft smile, playfully wiping their lips to keep Venture quiet, their complaints now muffled.
You knew Venture would crawl into their tent all dusty and not see a problem with it, focused only on the excitement of getting back to work first thing in the very early morning. But knowing you- they knew you wouldn't let that happen.
After wiping their mouth clean you pause, staring at their lips, thoughts trailing somewhere else, somewhere pleasant, while your other hand cupped their face and thumb began to stroke their features...
Venture noticed your pause after a moment and blushed averting their eyes. Not knowing what to do they cleared their throat.
"Hm? Oh!" You caught yourself.
You yourself were now blushing while you continued your work. Now wiping their eyebrows, cheeks and then nose. A chill visibly ran through your body as the cold night wind picked up ever so slightly. You gently tilt Ventures face to get their chin and neck as well, trying not too be overly obvious while staring at their tattoo. The touch of your fingers, soft and slow, was so soothing to them, so sweet and comforting, relaxing even. They'd fall asleep in your hands any moment you worried.
They draw out a big, exaggerated yawn.
"Mmmokay!" they exclaim as they quickly pat their thighs before getting up in what seemed to be a hurry.
"Since we are done here-" Venture turned while dragging you by the hand as if you two agreed prior to whatever they were planning now.
"Huh??!"
Venture turned to you with an innocent look and their lips pouted slightly before they defend themselves "I mean, the night is cold, i thought we could- uh -share my tent and keep eachother warm?"
You just stare at eachother for a moment before you speak.
"I uh, sure, it is rather... cold" You're not sure how else to answer, too focused on the idea of being so close as to share a tent with them.
"Cool!"
Hands still intertwined, theirs much rougher to the touch than yours, you walked over to Ventures humble tent which was only a couple steps away from the fire. You wished it wasn't so close...
...
Venture let you crawl in first and the tent seemed pretty spacious at first, with soft bedding spread beneath and a small oil lamp next to the pillow, until Venture crawled in after you. Venture is broad and tall after all, you wondered how they even fit here without you.
You were propped up on your elbow as you watched Venture fluff up the pillow for the both of you, finally resting their head on one end. Their eyes looked deeply into yours, an invitation.
You haven't been this close with them ever before, your stomach quickly began doing somersaults at this realization, heart pumping faster. There was no backing out now, you yearned for their warmth.
Having to scoot a little closer, you lay down next to them, fitting your head on the other end of the pillow. Your faces were close, so close you could see Ventures eyes gleam with the soft glow cast from the oil lamp, the light catching the shine of their eyebrow piercing as well. In turn, they observed your face and its shine.
There was a silence between you two, a comfortable yet tense one. The sound of your calm breathes filled the tent, accompanied by the crackling of the campfire outside. Even further out crickets and other bugs could be heard singing their lullabies quietly, as if they knew not to disturb this moment.
You decide then to be bold and run your fingers, hesitantly at first as if afraid to be burnt, through Ventures wild locks. They were so soft yet thick and- dirt... grains of dirt and sand fell from Ventures strands, only a few but noticeable to you.
You clicked your tongue. "Guess i missed a spot" you scold yourself.
"Its okay" They take your hand in theirs and rest them between the two of you, giving yours a squeeze " you can get it next time" Venture said with a lazy smile, letting their chipped tooth peak through their lips. Their thumb running circles onto your palm.
The lack of distance between you became comfortable soon, so Venture decided to to shrink it even further when they laid their hand on your lower back grasping it, your body instinctively stiffened at their unannounced touch and they yanked you closer. Bodies pressing against one another, noses almost touching. Your heart picked up the pace again, thumping in response before Ventures hand started trailing further down all the while you still maintained eye contact.
With confidence Venture ran their large hand down your back, then hip, then thigh, then leg, hooking a hand under your knee on their way up and lifting your leg letting it snake around theirs.
Seeing you were still red and stunned by their advances, Venture decided to help you out. Taking your hand in theirs they guided it to their waist, firmly leaving it there. You got the hint and held them as their hand returned to your thigh.
Breaking that intense eye contact you had to close your eyes for a moment, the situation becoming a lot for you all at once, all too quickly. But then, all of the sudden a surge of energy rushed through your body and you kissed Venture. You kissed them, placing a sweet but small kiss on their lips and let it linger for only a short second before pulling away, now watching their reaction.
Ventures face was beaming like a thousand suns, they didn't think you had it in you and as a reward they returned the favour. With confidence they kissed you passionately yet gently, only for a moment, before pulling away and then kissing you once more. You locked eyes again while exchanging sweet smiles, yours shy, their smug.
Venture gave you one last pull connecting their forehead with yours as they closed their eyes. Soon, you did the same.
#WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT I FINALLY FINISHED A FIC HOLYYYY#i love them so much im gonna be SICK#venture#venture overwatch#sloane cameron#venture x reader#x reader#overwatch x reader#fanfic#fanfiction#fluff#comfort#short fic
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Reminder that u can literally draw anything
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Uhm eheh sooo anyways….
#overwatch venture#venture overwatch#my art#self insert#venture x reader#send help they refuse to leave my mind
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Venture Drabble
“Look at this cool rock I stumbled upon during my last expedition!” Their voice rang loud as they scurried closer to you, holding what seemed to be an average looking rock with both of their hands.
You stare at the rock then back at them, a warm smile on your face. “You always find the coolest stones.”
“I know!” They end up rambling on about the nature of the stone, listing its properties. “This one has such a funky texture too, touch it!” Venture takes a hold of your hand and places it upon the rock, letting you feel the ‘funky’ texture.
“You’re right…” you can’t help but admire the way they act; so bouncy and full of life, as if nothing could hurt them either mentally or emotionally.
“I want you to have it.” They push the rock into your hands, toothy grin shining under the light.
“What? No! I couldn’t! You found it.”
“I insist!” You could tell they wouldn’t take no for an answer. “Besides, I have plenty of cool rocks back at my study, this one belongs to you.”
“I- thank you.”
Venture grins wide once more, fumbling around with their coat pockets. A slight blush forms on their cheeks as they speak softly, almost a mumble.
“If I find any cooler ones, I’ll be sure to give them to you…”
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Could I request venture kiss hcs? :3
I would love to kiss them so bad guys, yall would probably understand cuz GADDAMN, they looks so fun to kiss and just have around… ugh
Warning- probably some spelling mistakes, no double checking, gender neutral reader
venture would definitely love kissing you! before they go out to an expedition, after they get back, while you're cooking, you get the point.
I feel like they would hold you by your waist, do little circles while they look into your eyes, smile before kissing you gently and start telling you about that new rock they found in the expedition.
WILL tell a joke or just joke around while they kiss you
“you really rock my world” while laughing and trying to kiss your lips once more
likes it when you kiss every inch of their face! the feeling just makes them giggle and it would be a plus if you had lipstick on! because you left that kissing trail on their face that it's just so nice to look at
LOVES when you kiss their tattoo in their neck!
does not care about the public, they WILL kiss you in front of everyone because in their point of view, it's just a kiss, what's wrong with that?
never ever will they go to bed without a goodnight kiss
hold their face
i repeat, HOLD THEIR FACE
if they aren't doing it to you, do it to them, they feel like they're being held by the angels themselves
This was short but mostly because I didn’t have much to work with, this all I got… BUT I did get a request for a sloppy kissing at the bar so I’ll probably post that later today!!! If you want to request something else please don’t be shy to ask!!
#venture my love#overwatch venture x reader#overwatch venture#venture overwatch#venture headcanons#venture x reader#overwatch x you#overwatch#overwatch x reader#sloane cameron#sloane Cameron x reader
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‘Take ur heart!
Venture (Overwatch) x reader
Authors note!!! (¬‿¬ ); (UPDATE: PLEASE GO READ MY OTHER POSTS INSTEAD CUZ I LITERALLY HATEE THIS ONE AHHHH THE OTHERS R SM BETTER I SWEAR!! IM STILL LEARNING!!!) First fic ever (and last knowing me!) and ofc it’s overwatch related…. I’ve literally never written a fanfic before so pls give me feedback!! I feel like it’s a bit boring just cuz we haven’t learned a lot abt them yet so it’s very surface lvl!!
“I got this one while digging in Acropolis! And this one from a site in Giza!” They said enthusiastically pointing to some scars on their forearm.
You and your new colleague, which you now know goes by Venture, had met on the rooftop of your work building about an hour ago when you both had coincidentally needed some fresh air. You hadn't even been there for more than 5 minutes before you heard the door to the rooftop open. Despite having just met, you found yourself immediately drawn to their easygoing nature. They spoke with a lightness and joy that seemed contagious and you couldn’t help but be caught hook line and sinker.
“And this one—" they grinned awkwardly, pointing to the chip in their front teeth. “This um…” They lowered their finger, looking away a bit embarrassed. “It was nothing.”
You chuckled at how much of a bad liar they were and as curious as you were, you didn't want to pry into anything that might make them uncomfortable, so you decided to swiftly take the attention off it.
"How'd you get this one?" you reach out to take their hand pointing to a deep scar you had noticed on their thumb.
"Oh I got that one fighting a monkey for a rock in Suravasa." they shrugged and you couldn't help but laugh at how casual they were.
"Scary!"
"Nah, just annoying! Little dude didn't know what he had coming... I may have been scathed but I won the war!"
You shook your head in amusement at their nonchalant attitude towards what sounded like a crazy life and as you leaned against the railing you noticed yourself admiring them more and more.
After a bit of rambling Venture seemed to have come back to their senses stopping abruptly. They took a second to look at you closely noticing how you were genuinely interested. You weren't still there out of pity or asking questions for conversations sake, you genuinely liked listening to them talk which Venture had realized pretty early on that in professions like theirs, was pretty rare. They couldn't help but feel flustered under your gaze, quickly trying to put the attention off of them and on to you.
"Well what about you? Any things you're passionate about?"
As the conversation flowed, you found yourself sharing stories of your own, although they were average compared to theirs. Nevertheless, they listened with genuine interest, nodding along and occasionally butting in with words of praise or curiosity.
Before you knew it, the sun had begun to set and the evening breeze was ruffling your hair as you stood in silence, content with each other's company.
"I bit a rock."
"...hah?"
"I bit a rock... and it chipped my tooth."
"..."
(* ^ ω ^)
#venture x reader#venture overwatch#overwatch x reader#I HATE THIS TBHH AHH#BUT ITS ONLY MY FIRST FIC SOOO#fine i'll put more trust in myself!!
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🪨Venture (OW II) x (gn) reader headcanons⛏️
(Start of Romantic Relationship Pt. I Edition!)
(Not my picture!)
(Venture has to be one of the only characters that have made me write this frequently with little to no period of resting before jumping into another post than any other character.)
(Pt. II) (Pt. III)
- Besides the previous jitters they had when they were trying to confess (confession here), they’re so loud and proud about you.
- On the list of subjects they just love to talk about, you’re high on that list.
- They just love you so much you know?
- Spending time with you is the highlight of their day, anywhere, even on the battlefield when they’re getting the shit knocked out of them by Reinhardt.
- On top of that, if the situation allows it, they love to be touching you in some way, whether it be holding hands, placing a hand on your thigh, wrapping their arm around your shoulders, etc.
- They think of you so highly, this does not go away as the relationship between you two progresses, trust.
- Never stops adoring you, and never stops sharing their thoughts with you either. Whether it be about certain types of rocks, artifacts, historical architecture, anything that pops in their brain and they’re in your presence…
- You best believe they’re gonna share it with you first than anyone else.
- Oh and you guys know Rosetta right? Y’all have rock kids together, that’s just fact.
- They all have their own names and their own special spots everywhere in the places you guys reside (together or separately).
- Started collecting them as a monthly anniversary tradition that went off the rails the second they brought one to you.
- You both take some of them to missions together (this is if you guys work together ofc) to gush over them like the proud parents you are.
- Love letters? Love letters, love letters coming from them come in several forms.
- The most common being sticky notes that consist of words of encouragement and flirting that usually has a rock pun in it.
- Like stupidly lame yet equally as cute puns, You can’t tell me they wouldn’t write “Sedimentary rock has got nothing on the many layers of your amazing personality! :D” or “Baby, you rock my world!”
- If they’re in charge of packing your lunch or something, expect notes like this on top of chocolate rocks, gummy worms, orange slices, bag of your favorite chips, and a hoagie sandwich.
- Nothing cooked cause I wouldn’t trust them with a stove.
- They understand if you want to take things slow, but they can’t resist thinking about the future.
- They can’t imagine a life without you in it!
- They’re in this for the endgame, they adore and love you so much, jumping at the chance to show it in any way possible!
(Sorry if this is all over the place, I just have so many ideas to voice about them :))
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Water
Y/N: Please bring home PURIFIED water with NO minerals added for taste
Venture: We got spring water
Y/N: NO
Venture: with EXTRA minerals
Venture: it's like licking a stalagmite
Y/N: DON'T COME HOME
Venture: Mmmmm cave water
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Me when venture:
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SFW Alphabet
A/N: I'm still working on part two of my tattoo date fic so I hope this will suffice in the mean time!
Premise: Venture's SFW alphabet headcanons! I did every letter!
Warnings: None! Just fluff!
A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
• EXTREMELY. Cannot keep their hands to themselves– physical touch is their love language. Gets touch starved so easily it's kind of sad. Has to be holding hands at all times off work. Absolutely loves hugs, kisses and cuddling you so much. ( ˊᵕˋ )♡
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
• They met you when you were both going to school. Considers themself lucky to have met you in the first place even if you weren't both studying archeology. Extremely loyal and caring and always went out of their way to spend time with you when they saw you. Encouraged you to try your best at everything and was always enthusiastic to learn whatever you were learning about.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
• YES– loves to be the big spoon if you're shorter. Being little spoon is also great to them. Would and could cuddle you for days on end if life permitted it. Loves it when you lay your head on their chest and listens to their heartbeat, and they love doing the same to you if they had a particularly rough day. Loves to rub your hand with their thumb when holding it (also known as the Thumb Thing™️).
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
• One day they definitely want to when their body can't keep up with adventuring anymore. You both take turns cooking and cleaning unless you're particularly tired or sick, then they switch into Parent Mode™️ and take care of everything to the best of their ability.
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
• I'm pretty sure you're stuck with them for life. You'd literally have to die in order to break up... 😭 Like once they find someone that puts up with all their shenanigans that's it. You're locked in for life. Good luck.
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
• Would absolutely brag nonstop about having a spouse. Definitely mentions them without thinking ("Oh my god I gotta show Y/N" "I wonder how Y/N is doing today" "I wonder if Y/N would like this") but getting married depends on you honestly. They're fine with just being in a committed relationship.
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
• They're tougher than they realize sometimes, but they try to be as gentle as they can depending on your sensory tolerance. Emotionally they're the sweetest little goober ever so you'll never have to worry about them hurting your feelings!
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
• Hugs are their lifeblood, second to cuddles. They don't even ask for them– just expect for them to have their arms around you at nearly all times. Their hugs are super warm and comforting! Loves to hold on to you a lot and just sway back and forth a little bit and just enjoy your physical company.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
• Says it by accident a couple dates in, gets so embarrassed about it that they avoid you for a day or so until they feel guilty and talk to you about it. Didn't even think about the possibility you'd say it back (and mean it) until you actually did because you were worried about them avoiding you.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
• Gets a little jealous if they see someone making you laugh but they're not going to make a big deal about it. They usually cheer up with hugs and reassurance if they really need it. Has a lot of trust in you, but they can be a tiny bit insecure and worry they're not good enough... they'd never tell you that, though.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
• Literally anywhere and everywhere but is a giant fan of forehead and cheek kisses. If you wear lipstick and leave a mark behind they love it even more, but don't expect them to tell you that. Loves to shower kisses on parts of yourself that you're insecure about.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
• A giant goofball around kids, and they're excellent with them. Has no idea if they want kids of their own yet though.
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
• They're usually up first and always bring you coffee how you like it. Makes breakfast if they have the time but usually just puts a bagel in the toaster and is out the door. On days they aren't busy they love to cuddle you until you wake up. If you're the one up first they panic when the bed is empty (how did you escape their arms?!?!) before inevitably falling back asleep again... but not for long.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
• Sleeps much, much better with you beside them. Has to be holding on to you in order to stay asleep and ends up taking up the entire bed as a result. You have definitely fallen asleep holding their hand and woke up still holding it. Big fan of reading with you until you both fall asleep.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
• Accidentally opens up about the most random things but doesn't mind sharing their experiences if you're sharing yours. Mostly afraid of opening up too much because they're afraid of being seen as annoying or overly dependent so they need some reassurance that you're okay with them sharing things about themself.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
• Easily frustrated at some things (usually equipment and unforeseeable circumstances) but it takes a lot to actually get them angry. Would never take it out on anyone but themself, though.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
• Remembers every detail of your conservations down to the time you said it. Almost a concerning level of memorization but it's done out of love and not because they're being weird– they promise!
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
• If you're married then it's definitely your wedding. If you're not married then it's definitely the first date.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
• More protective then they realize. Always subconsciously likes to hover over you, so you're always accidentally running into them when you turn around. Otherwise they need you to be nearby if possible because you're their biggest comfort! They feel protected just being around you.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
• Tries their hardest at literally everything but not everything always goes the way they want it to... 😭 Always remembers your birthday and anniversary because it's some of the happiest days of their life. Puts 110% into finding the perfect gifts for you and would always prefer to make/find it themself rather then buy anything (but can't help it if they buy you a plushie of your favorite animal).
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
• You can't convince me they're not ADHD so they got impulsive issues for sure. Doesn't think everything through before doing it– how do you think their tooth got chipped? Also has a bad habit of cutting everyone off in conversation because they want to info dump about certain things. It's endearing, really.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
• Puts a moderate amount of effort into their appearance. Definitely goes the extra mile for important things like dates but otherwise keeps it pretty casual. They like to be comfy more than anything.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
• Absolutely! They don't even like going a day without a hug or kiss from you. They want you to be apart of their story until the very end, just like the skeleton lovers of Pompeii.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
• Isn't a huge conspiracy theorist but certainly thinks about ancient aliens a lot more than most archeologists do.
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
• Doesn't like overly apathetic people– especially when it comes to preserving history and making sure the history of humans isn't erased. Also wouldn't really like anyone who didn't care at least a little bit about history and human's ability to repeat it.
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
• Naps like a pro but they can't sleep through the night if they're not with you. Loves to have lavender tea with you before bed: specifically after showering and before beginning your reading session. Needs a goodnight kiss before turning off the lights.
#venture x reader#venture overwatch#sloane cameron#overwatch x you#overwatch x reader#overwatch fanfiction#overwatch 2#overwatch#banner and divider by saradika-graphics
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Im so sorry!! I didn’t know you do gender neutral only! That makes sense. Well my request still stands just Venture asking out reader? Like Venture getting help from Tracer or Dva on how to ask out Reader? Again im so sorry! Gender Neutral reader please!
ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℍ𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤
Words: 476
Everyone could see what a mess Sloane was around you, they were hopeless. Ever since you two met for the first time there hasn’t been a full, finished conversation. And while they were a seemingly hopeless mess you were just oblivious. At this point the others felt bad for you both, so someone had to step in.
And who better to help than someone already in a relationship, as she surely knows what to do. Right?
Apparently not. It’s been nearly two hours and they’ve gotten nowhere. While Sloane did ask about how they got together, it’s nothing that’s helped them. And they both realize this at the two hour mark, so they call it a night. At least one does, Tracer decides to ask her girlfriend herself.
“You said they were into rocks and crystals, right?”
“Yeah, it’s all they talk about! That and Y/N…”
“Sounds like someone familiar, anyways!“
Switching the conversation over, Emily pulls out a small yellow box. Handing it over to Lena as she started speaking again. “I’ve had enough time to make this, as it seems you two can’t do anything.”
Opening the box to find it stuffed full, a perfect present for you from ‘Venture.’ Shredded paper held multiple crystals and differently shaped rocks. Alongside a small note tucked beside them, with handwriting that clearly belonged to Sloane.
“How’d you get this?”
“Turns out they enjoy writing about Y/N, so getting them to write this wasn’t hard.”
***
Sloane watched as you and D.Va spoke, they wanted to just walk over and talk to you. But they didn’t, only watching you two. Until D.Va called them over, “Hey, Sloane!” Breaking them out of their trance.
When they stepped over Hana pulled them into a seat, hearing you laugh at their actions. This also distracted both of them which allowed Tracer to blink by, dropping the box onto the table in front of you. The new object caught the attention of the other two.
“What’s that?” Hana reached for the bow tied on top and slowly moved it around, as if examining it. You pulled off the lid which allowed Hana to take it, also revealing the contents. It was beautiful but the note really caught your attention, the familiar handwriting told you who this was from, supposedly. Venture saw it and internally panicked. The only thing they recongize was the note, they definitely didn’t make the box.
As you read the note Sloane tried to slink away, but was stopped by Hana who grabbed their jacket. “Sloane~” You were in awe of their words, “Absolutely!”
“Wha- huh?”
“The date?”
“Oh, yeah!”
You laughed at their antics, packing the box away before stepping closer. Giving them a gift of your own, kissing their cheek before you walked away. Their face was red, stuttering before they shouted.
“LENA!”
#overwatch x reader#overwatch x male reader#overwatch venture#overwatch venture x reader#venture x reader#venture x male reader#wisteria♥
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