Overwatch Characters Kissing Their S/O HC

Hi! Can I request some fluff about Genji with a support reader?

Of course. I promise that there will only be maybe 1 to 3 “I need healing” jokes.

I Need Healing

Genji x Support! Reader

You are the only healer that Genji trusts when Mercy, Ana, and Kiriko aren’t available. Mercy has taught you the run down of how to help Genji with his Cyborg parts if she wasn’t around. You were a little jealous of Mercy and Genji’s bond. Not so much about his bonds with Kiriko and Ana. Ana was like everyone’s mom and Kiriko was like a sister to him.

You were organizing some medical supplies in your office when there was a knock on your door.

“Come in.”

You say as you close the cabinet door. You look at the doorway and see Hanzo and Kiriko holding Genji.

“Oh. Please put him on the table and tell me what happened.”

They do as you say and they do it quickly.

“Well his legs gave out. Then his arms stopped working.”

Hanzo informed you

“We tried Mercy’s office, but I forgot that she’s currently on vacation.”

Your face saddens.

“Luckily Mercy taught me how to do this. So he’s in good hands. If you two would to wait outside that would be great.”

They both nod and close the door when they exit. You sanitize your hands and put on some glove. You get to work getting Genji’s arms working. You were done with one arm and you were about to move to work on the other when Genji’s hand grabbed your wrist.

“Thank you, Mercy”

“You’re welcome, Genji.”

You say as you frown and he lets go of you. About 2 hours later you finally get his arms and legs working again. You were talking to Hanzo and Kiriko outside of your office when all three of you hear the door open.

“You know that you should be resting, Genji. Mercy told me that it’s important for you to rest for at least a minimum of 5 hours after I fix you up.”

“I apologize, Y/N. But…”

“But what, Genji?”

Hanzo questions.

“I can’t relax without Y/N there with me. And I’m hungry.”

“I’ll be in there in a minute and I’ll make sure to have a snack for you to eat. Okay?”

He nods and goes to lay back down.

“He called me Mercy while I was working on him.”

“Do you think he was out of it and didn’t know?”

Kiriko asks

“That’s what I’m telling myself. Also, Kiriko. Can you get a snack for Genji? And Hanzo please make sure that she doesn’t get anything with sugar or a lot of salt.”

They nod and set off on their mission. You go into your office and close the door. When you sit down next to Genji he wraps his arms around you.

“I’m sorry for calling you Mercy. My brain is just used to having Mercy fix me.”

“It’s alright Genji. I knew you didn’t mean it. I guess I was just a little jealous.”

He takes off his face mask and kisses your cheek.

“You know I love you. My sweet doe.”

You blush as he calls you that since he started calling you that when he first saw you summon your doe spirit during battle. It’s similar to the brothers dragons and Kiriko’s Kitsune. But the doe will pick the person or people who need healing and takes them to safety while healing them.

You two end up laying down and face each other.

“I think I need more healing, Y/N?”

“Why?”

“Because I think I might die from how cute you are.”

You two share a kiss. When Hanzo and Kiriko come back they hear the soft snoring of Genji and they just end up leaving a note with the snacks. Kiriko may or may not have taken a picture of you and Genji sleeping.

“Give me a few days of peace in your arms—I need it terribly. I’m ragged, worn, exhausted. After that I can face the world.”

-Henry Miller

Hiding Underneath the Sheets

OW Hazard x Reader (Slight spice at the end)

A/N: I wanted to do a lil comfy fic again but with a hint of spice at the end to test the waters (I’m still not ready to write smut)

Summary: You have sometime for yourself at the hideout but turns out your not alone

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The Phreaks’ lair had a strange kind of charm: a mix of grunge, neon lights, and chaos that only a group like them could pull off. Tonight, it was unusually quiet. The others had decided to hit up some underground party downtown, leaving you in the lair by yourself. You’d stayed behind, citing the bitter chill of the evening as your excuse. Wrapped in layers of blankets on the oversized couch in the living room, you had everything you needed—a steaming mug of cocoa and the lair’s giant projector playing your favorite movie.

You were so absorbed in the flickering images on the screen that you didn’t notice the soft footsteps behind you. A low chuckle broke the silence, sending a jolt through you.

“Didn’t think anyone else was stayin’ in” Hazard’s voice drawled, thick with his Scottish accent.

You turned, meeting his sharp, brown eyes. He stood there with his signature cocky smirk, hands stuffed into the pockets of his gray sweatpants. The dim neon lights from the lair’s decor highlighted his messy blonde hair. You had no idea he hadn’t gone with the others.

“Could say the same about you” you replied, trying to keep your voice steady. “Didn’t think you were the type to skip a party.”

Hazard shrugged, plopping down onto the couch next to you, much closer than you expected. “Wasn’t feelin’ it. Guess I’m nae the only one in hermit mode tonight, eh?” He grabbed a blanket corner and tugged it over his legs without asking. You rolled your eyes but didn’t protest.

The two of you sat in companionable silence for a while, the movie’s glow casting soft shadows on his face. You could feel his presence, almost too aware of the way he lounged—completely at ease, like he owned the place. Not that he didn’t; Hazard had a way of dominating any space he was in.

As the movie’s credits rolled, Hazard shifted, resting an elbow on the back of the couch to face you. “So, what’s yer deal, anyway? Thought ye’d be out there tearin’ it up with the rest of ‘em.”

“Not really my vibe tonight” you said with a shrug. “Besides, it’s freezing outside.”

Hazard’s smirk widened. “Ye’re one of those folk who’d rather cocoon up than brave a wee bit o’ frostbite, huh?”

“Absolutely” you shot back. “Some of us like bein’ comfortable.”

“Comfortable’s overrated” he said, leanin’ a bit closer. “But I’ll give ye points for the blanket fortress. That’s dedication.”

“Thanks…?” You eyed him suspiciously. He had that look on his face—the one that meant he was about to stir up trouble. And sure enough, he leaned back and stuck out his tongue, flashing something you’d never noticed before. Was that... a tattoo?

“Wait, what’s that?” you asked, leanin’ forward to get a better look.

Hazard’s grin turned downright wicked. “Oh, this?” He stuck his tongue out again,showing off a small, intricate design inked on the surface. It was hard to make out, but it looked like some kind of stylized spiked… skull?

“You have a tattoo on your tongue?” you said, incredulous. “Who does that?”

“Cool folk” he shot back, clearly amused by your reaction. “Bet ye’ve never seen one up close before.”

You snorted, trying to act unimpressed. “And here I thought you couldn’t get more ridiculous.”

Hazard’s eyes narrowed playfully, his smirk turning into something more mischievous. “Careful” he said, leaning closer until his face was just a breath away. “Ye keep lookin’ at me like that, an’ I might think ye’re interested.”

You could feel your face heatin’ up, and before you could stop yourself, you ducked under the covers. “Nope! Nope! Nope! Nope!” you mumbled, yer voice muffled by the blankets.

Hazard’s laughter rang out, low and teasing. “Hidin’ now? C’mon, don’t tell me I’ve embarrassed ye.”

“I’m not embarrassed!” you shot back, peeking out just enough to glare at him.

“Sure ye’re nae” he said, his grin widening. Then, with an exaggerated sigh, he shifted closer and grabbed the edge of your blankets. “Guess I’ll hae to come in an’ get ye out myself.”

“Wait, what—” Before you could protest, Hazard slipped under the blankets, his movements swift and deliberate. You tried to squirm away, but the couch didn’t give you much room to escape. In the chaos, you ended up flat on your back, Hazard loom—no, wait—looming over you, one arm braced on either side of your head.

“Caught ya” he teased, his voice low and smug. He was so close you could see the faint freckles on his nose, the sharp glint in his eyes. His cocky grin was firmly in place, but as the seconds ticked by, his gaze flickered down to your face—and froze.

Your cheeks were burning your wide eyes staring up at him in shock. Hazard’s smirk faltered, his usual confidence replaced by something uncertain as he seemed to realize the position you were in. His body was pressed against yours, his face just inches away.

For a moment, neither of you moved. Then, Hazard’s grin returned, softer this time, as his gaze lingered on your lips. “Y’know” he murmured, his voice low and warm, “Ye make it really hard to stay outta trouble.”

Before you could process his words, Hazard closed the distance between you. His lips crashed onto yours in a kiss that was surprisingly gentle, though there was an undeniable hunger behind it. The taste of him was electric, sending a rush through you that left your breath shaky.

Just as you thought he might pull back, his lips began to trail down the side of your neck, slowly, deliberately, pressin’ soft, lingering kisses against your skin. You gasped, your breath hitching at the sensation, and you felt a shiver run down your spine as he continued, his lips warm and teasing against your throat. His kisses were soft at first, almost like a whisper against your skin, but then, they grew more insistent, the touch of his lips making you whimper involuntarily.

Hazard chuckled low in his throat, the sound vibrating against your neck as he kissed his way down further. “Ye’re nae gettin’ away that easy”

His eyes locked onto yours again, a smug, satisfied grin tugging at his lips. “Guess I’m nae the only one stayin’ in tonight after all.”

You were too stunned to reply, your heart hammering in yer chest, as you stared up at him, flushed and trembling from the kiss. Hazard chuckled, brushin’ a strand of hair from your face. “Don’t go hidin’ under the blankets again” he teased softly. “I might just have to chase ye all over again.”

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You didn’t remember falling asleep, but the warmth of the blankets and the lingering haze of Hazard’s presence must have lulled you into slumber. When you woke up, Hazard was still sleeping on the couch, next to you. The neon glow of the lair cast faint colors across the room, and the faint hum of machinery filled the silence. Stretching and rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you wrapped a blanket around yourself and shuffled toward the kitchen, craving something to drink.

Boomslang was already there, leaning against the counter and nursing a mug of tea. Her dark curls were tied back loosely, and her sharp, inquisitive eyes flicked toward you as you entered.

“Morning, sleepyhead” she greeted, her Scottish brogue softer than Hazard’s but still distinct. “Didn’t expect tae see anyone else up this late.”

You mumbled something incomprehensible in reply, too focused on rummaging through the cabinets for a mug. You could feel Boomslang’s eyes on you, sharp as always, as you moved around the kitchen.

When you finally turned to lean against the counter, sipping your drink, her gaze narrowed. Her head tilted slightly, a knowing smirk curling her lips. “You’ve got somethin’ on your neck.”

“Wha—” You froze mid-sip, nearly choking on your drink. “What do you mean?”

“Come here” she said, setting her mug down and motioning for you to step closer. Reluctantly, you obeyed, and she reached out, tilting your head to the side to get a better look. Her smirk deepened as her fingers brushed just below your jaw, right over the faint sting of skin that felt far too sensitive.

“Well, well,” Boomslang drawled, her tone laced with amusement. “Looks like someone had a bit of fun last night. Bite marks and hickeys, huh? Dident know ye were the type tae let Hazard sink his teeth in.”

Your face went hot, and you pulled away, covering your neck with your hand. “It’s not—it’s nothing!”

Boomslang raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “Nothin’ huh? You want to explain why you look like you went a round or two with a hungry wolf? Or do I have to guess?”

You groaned, turning away to hide your face. “He’s such a menace” you muttered under your breath, more to yourself than to her.

Boomslang snorted, clearly enjoying your embarrassment. “But seems like you didn’t mind too much, judgin’ by how your blushing to your ears.”

You groaned again, hiding your face behind your mug. “Not a word to anyone” you warned, your voice muffled.

Boomslang laughed, the sound rich and teasing. “My lips are sealed. For now. But you might want to invest in a scarf. Or explain to the rest of the crew why Hazard’s marked you up like his favorite chew toy.”

Her teasing lingered in the air as she sauntered out of the kitchen, leaving you to stew in your flustered thoughts—and the undeniable evidence on your neck.

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You were still trying to process Boomslang’s teasing as you stood in the kitchen, sipping your drink and hoping the heat in your cheeks would fade. The last hing you expected was for Hazard to stroll in, his usual cocky swagger softened by the grogginess of just waking up. His eyes found you immediately, and he gave you a lazy grin.

“Mornin’, sunshine” he drawled, his voice rough from sleep. He raked a hand through his messy blonde hair as he made his way to the counter, grabbing a glass. “Thought ye’d still be curled up oan the couch. Ye move quick.”

You swallowed hard, keeping your gaze firmly on your drink. “Needed something to wake me up” you muttered.

Hazard leaned back against the counter, glass in hand, and gave you a slow once-over. His grin widened as his eyes landed on your neck. “Well, whit d’ye ken?” he said, his tone thick with teasing. “Looks like I left a wee bit o’ evidence, aye?”

Your cheeks burned as you tugged the blanket tighter around your shoulders, glaring at him. “You think?”

He chuckled, pushing off the counter and stepping closer. “Couldn’t help masel’, love” he said, voice lowering with that familiar mischievous lilt. “Ye looked too good no tae leave ma mark.”

You tried to stay composed, but the memory of his lips trailing along your neck sent a shiver down your spine. “You’re unbelievable” you muttered, but the heat in your voice betrayed you.

Hazard’s smirk softened, his mismatched eyes locking on yours. “Aye, but ye didnae mind, did ye?” He brushed his fingers lightly over your neck, tracing one of the marks. “Did it hurt, love?”

You hesitated, the ghost of his touch making your skin tingle. “Not exactly” you admitted quietly.

“Good” he murmured, his tone gentler now, but still laced with his usual charm. “I’d hate tae think I did somethin’ ye didnae enjoy.”

Before you could reply, his grin turned devilish again, his voice taking on that familiar cocky edge. “Y’know,” he said, leaning in close enough that you could feel the heat of him “I reckon ye wear ma handiwork pretty well. Suits ye.”

You swatted his hand away, cheeks flaming as you tried to maintain your composure.

Hazard chuckled “Well, then” he said, gesturing toward your neck with his hand “guess I’ll just need tae work harder, won’t I? But for what it’s worth, love, I think I’m off to a pretty decent start.”

You groaned, hiding your face in your hands, as Hazard’s deep laugh echoed through the room, leaving you flustered and far too aware of the marks he’d left behind.

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖏𝖎 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖉𝖆 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘

pairing - genji shimada x gn!reader

synopsis - general relationship headcanons

warning - none

✎ He often has his human arm around you. Since he only takes off his mask very little, he can't kiss you, instead he holds you close to him.

✎ If you are part of Overwatch or Blackwatch, he trains you to be sure of your skills and that you do not get hurt.

✎ When he was still fully human, he loved that you trace the scars on his body. He fell more and more in love with you each time. Now you can only trace the ones on his arm but he's still happy when you do.

✎ Like I said above, he doesn't often take off his mask, but when he does it's only when he's with you and he always gently kisses your lips.

✎ Zenyatta loves you very much and he is happy that you make his student happy.

✎ Cuddling with him isn't the most comfortable thing but you always find a way to make yourself comfortable and above all the most important thing is that you spend time together.

✎ Kiss his whole face telling him he's handsome when he takes off his mask and he'll be the happiest man in the world. He may even drop a tear or two.

✎ You hardly ever argue, the only times is when you put yourself in danger and as he was afraid for you he got angry.

✎ You were in a relationship with him when he was human except that after his fight with Hanzo you also thought he was dead so you cried a lot after that. When he returned to his cyborg form with only one arm and his head remaining human you were quite happy and shocked.

Forbidden Masterlist

Isabelle Brigham is an intelligent warlock with a love for reading any book she gets her hands on. But what no one knows, but her best friends, is that she has feelings for a certain Prince of the Reef. Uldren Sov.

Uldren Sov is beloved by his people and seeking approval from his sister Queen Mara. He often breaks the rules to get it. What happens when he realizes he's breaking his own rule of trusting lightbearers after doing something about his love for a certain Awoken Warlock with an obsession for books.

PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4

His Queen of Hearts Master List

Chloe Brask was a Hunter, daughter to late Hunter Vanguard Andal Brask.

Cayde-6 was the Hunter Vanguard, and he was Andal's successor.

They were close friends and become even closer when Andal was killed.

Cayde wanted to be more than friends with Chloe, of course she feels the same,, but Chloe set aside her feelings and focused more on her work as a Guardian. But Cayde knew how to keep his distance.

When the Red Legion attacks the Last City, Cayde and Chloe team up to bring down Ghaul, the Commander of the Red Legion and save the Last City. Would they mange to actually hit up on something they both stayed away from, something like, love?

PART 1, PART 2, PART 3,

HERE IS MY TAKE ON GENJI because no one asked:

Genji was once a man with nothing but anger in his heart. When he was deployed in Blackwatch, it had blinded him to their clandestine operations. Much more than that, it had blinded him from reality. Genji’s own brother, the one person he had trusted the most, was willing to sacrifice him for no other means than to uphold the very legacy Genji had been born into. In his youth, he felt blessed to be a Shimada. But after that day, he realized his name was nothing more than a curse.

But he had grown wiser, saw the error of his ways once he had trained under Zenyatta. His mind was no longer fogged with turmoil. Rather, he had come to peace with the events of his past. He had considered himself a different man, then. Forged himself anew, approached life with a different perspective. And when he met you, he felt his life changing for the better. Butterflies arose in his chest, his heart fluttered, and he cherished every moment the two of you shared.

He knew it was wrong. He knew he was feeding the dragon inside him he never wanted to awaken. But he couldn’t deny who he was, a Shimada. It was in his blood to fight for what he wanted, to possess you in anyway he could. All his efforts to suppress his desires had no effect. No amount of excess training nor meditation could stop him from thinking of you. In fact, his deepest fears were only beginning to fester further the more he tried to neglect them. Impulses and compulsions began to manifest. He followed you. Learned your routine and centered his life around it, sneaking long walks to trace your every move. You were none the wiser, thinking every meeting was nothing more than a coincidence. He endeared your naivety and your innocence that allowed him to remain in the shadows of your life.

The anger that had once consumed him before had begun to turn into something far more dangerous. Love. Because he wanted it. He didn’t want to dispel it like a plague, he wanted to nurture it, allow it to blossom into the most beautiful flower. Loving you from afar made him feel whole. Tore him apart from what ailed him, soothed his aching soul that hadn’t felt so light as when he was with you.

When Genji’s father passed, there was no room for love in his life. His father kept their family pure. He and Hanzo were unadulterated by the thirst for power, he had hardly understood it then. All he knew was the freedom to frolick in his family’s luxuries and his own youthful innocence.

Though now he had liberated himself from his former trauma, he enjoyed your company because it reminded him of those simpler times. You were kind to him, just as he remember his mother’s kindness before she too tragically passed. But he could feel the love he was yearning for in you, and he would to anything to take it.

Maybe for bw genji you try your best to help fix his parts when it breaks and I guess it just that trust and intimacy that make him love you more and slowly heal himself inside?

a/n: here you go anon! another loosely connecting short/third part for the blackwatch genji shorts i seem to enjoy writing recently! it got kind of long (oops) so slapped it under the cut. 

part two  | part four 

Continua a leggere

Bayverse ideas I found cool

What it says on the tin :D ~ Not saying that all these are ideas are wasted in Bayverse btw, some worked just fine within the movies, some could have used more depth and some are indeed wasted potential, SAY GO!

1. Jazz as second in command of the Autobots 2. Decepticon Police Car Barricade 3. Mikaela, just, everything about her 4. Girl Gestalt Arcee, Chromia and Elita 5. Humans and Autobots working together - like, seriously! I would have enjoyed these movies so much more if instead of following Sam, we had Lennox as the main character and had scene his team bonding with the Autobots as they work together to catch Decepticons. I would have loved to see that happen, but alas, we just have the concept and one like from Epps when he says "they killed my friends" while referring to the Autobots in Dark of the Moon 6. Old man Jetfire 7. The whole Sentinel storyline - would have made a far better story if they had given it more to time, but I really liked the idea and what we got! 8. Humanity turning against the Autobots - this is something I always assumed would happen in the shows in which the Bots are common knowledge - the good thing about this is how it leads to good character arcs and drama for the Autobots, mainly Optimus Prime. His arc (carried over from the end of Dark of the Moon) in Age of Extinction was good! Liked it a lot and it made me love this version of Optimus! Not as well written as it could have been, but the idea is great and they did a good-enough job with it. 9. Laserbeak as a cocky assassin who can shapeshift - great stuff, great stuff :D 10. Shockwave and his giant pet sandworm 11. Optimus starting the 4th movie as broken as he was 12. Having a dad as the Protagonist and drawing clear parallels to him and Prime - I found it cute and they actually stuck with this in the final :D Also, Optimus and Cade is maybe my favourite dynamic any version of Prime has with a human 13. Cade being fucking badass and doing what he does for the Autobots 14. Crosshairs, mostly his design - his trenchcoat looks so epic! <3 15. Lockdown, I liked his role in the 4th movie a lot 16. Megatron's whole plan to use the humans to make him a new body - nice plan pal 17. Quintessa 18. Optimus being brainwashed instead of Nemesis Prime being a clone - and being forced to turn against his family! Super angst source, too bad they didn't manage to make it good 19. The whole negotiation scene between Megs and Lennox was nice - I wish it had meant anything 20. The Dinobot babies

i see that requests are open so in that case... can i get some genji fluff? i have nothing specific to ask for, im just in dire need of genji lmao

YESYESYES OFCCC <333

genji fluff!!

Gender neutral reader

warnings: none <3!

NOT PROOFREAD ‼️

Genji fluff headcanons

- Genji tends too hold a movie night for the both of you, with your favorite snacks and drinks.

- he always tries to make a pillow fort but, he instead ends up getting stuck in the blankets. He has to wait for you to help him.

- he ALWAYS puts on disney movies. Its a must <3

- you guys have watched The little mermaid 6 times now…

- if he catches you sleeping during the movie, he’ll do the classic feather and shaving cream prank.

- he’ll feel bad after so he cuddles with you <3

It was 1 in the morning and you were getting ready to go to sleep, when you got an unexpected call “who the hell is calling me at this ungodly hour...?”, you groaned. You wearily picked up the phone and a familiar name popped up ‘green cyborg ninja dude’ you immediately perked up and answered it.

“hellooo.”

‘Hey.’

“Is everything ok?”

‘Yeah I’m ok’

he pauses.

‘Except this one tiny thing.’

“And that is?”

‘I may or may not have been trying to build a pillow fort for movie night but have gotten stuck in the blankets.’

“Again?”

‘Yeah..’

“It’s ok I’ll come over and get you out.

‘Thanks, I love you.’

“love you too idiot.”

You hung up the phone and got ready “Why is he setting up a movie night right now?”, you wonder. As soon as you arrived, you opened the door and saw Genji rolled up in a purple blanket next to an unfinished pillow fort, “Finally you’re here!” he let out a sigh of relief.

You chuckle to yourself and roll him to the other side, “Heyyy what are you doing?” Genji mumbles. “Making sure you stay in that blanket forever, I’m gonna watch The little mermaid all by myself” you teased. “Noo please!” he pouts, “fine, but only this one time”. You roll him out of the violet blanket, and he hugs you. “Thank you i thought you were gonna leave me in there all night” he fake cries, you feel a smile forming on your face “you know I never would do that Genji”.

“Yeah you love me too much”, he grins, you roll your eyes, “Now can you help me finish building the pillow fort, I wanna watch tangled with you.” you agree instantly. After a long 15 minutes of struggling and confusion, the fort was completely set up, it had both of your favorite snacks, drinks, pizza and some stuffed toys, “Finally we can relax” he crawls into the fort and sits down, you follow along and sit next to him, laying your head in his shoulder. He eagerly opens up the movie and moves closer to you with your hand in his.

As the movie went on you slowly drifted into sleep and of course, genji noticed, he decided this was the best time to take revenge on you for teasing him. He carefully placed you onto the stuffed toys and began to initiate his “brilliant” plan, he came back with a feather and shaving cream from his room. Genji sprayed shaving cream onto your hand and tickled your cheek with the feather. “what is that”, you mumble, half asleep, but you continued to disregard it anyway. He tickled your face even more until you couldn’t ignore it anymore and scratched your face, only to be met with a weird foamy texture. “What the hell genji!”, you yelped with the shaving cream now covering half your face. Genji bursted out laughing when he saw the look on your face while you glared at him, “You have to admit it was funny!”, he smiled, handing you a towel. you snatch the towel away from him and wipe your face. “You’re a coward and history will forget you.”, you huffed. “I’m sorryy!” he said, kissing your forehead, “I’ll give you cuddles to make up for it.” Genji said, making him self comfortable in the blankets. “I would like that…” you said, in a tired tone. he kisses you again and wraps his arm around you, pulling you under the covers, falling asleep with you as the movie kept playing.

AAA THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING A REQUEST. hope i did well <3 and i certainly hope this meets your standards!! Ty for requesting.

(so sorry if theres any punctuational errors or grammatical errors <\3)

Can I ask for Destiny angst with Cayde-6 and his awoken s/o who's reminiscing all the years they have been together and the last time they spoke before Cayde-6 died?

It’s strange without him. Colder than the deepest parts of the Reef, your homeland, and even darker than a black hole. Petra no longer looks you in the eye, she shares your grief deeply but would never truly understand the depths of your black sea of sorrow. Few memories float around more than ever, some more cherished than others but even the chance to have him visit you in your dreams are little miracles on their own. 

The field is adorned with wildflowers who have visiting bees and butterflies daintily hovering above them. His arms encircle your waist like an anchor the silver-blue metal of his hands a sharp contrast from the hues of your awoken skin that emits an icy cold. His gentle humming is relaxing more so than it should be but it is rare to get him out of the tower and to have him all to yourself. “I miss you.” The words that you said to him on that cliff were different. That day you were confessing an undying love that wove deeply into your soul over the span of several years. A love that is shared. Two guardians, one heart. Yet in this vision a picture perfect memory that places you back in time. Cayde squeezes your hands to let you know that he heard you. 

“I know but you have to be strong. For them.” Face nuzzled in your hair his words a muffled but you make out the words just fine like you did so long ago. Only the message isn’t the same. Just like that, the image is gone slipping through your fingertips like sand floating away on a breeze. 

Guardians are the least of your worries in this moment. Your head against his chest listening to the steady drumbeat of his heart. This is your favorite memory of him, wrapped safely in his embrace swaying gently to the music as the Crimson Day festivities are in full swing. You’ve been bonded together for years always at each other’s sides no matter the reason. There was never one without the other, no Cayde without his Queen of Hearts. You had held his heart in your hands but have always worn yours on your sleeve. “I love you.” Cayde pressed his forehead against your’s when you moved in to kiss him, savoring the feel of your cool lips against the metal of his skin.

“I love you now and forever. Don’t you forget it.” You never did and never will.