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FOR THE FINAL SHAPE ENDING
This will be my Guardian x Cayde
i was sobbing while i was writing this, enjoy!
They did it, they won!
The witness no more! Star was releaved as she held her gun with one hand, and her left one held out as her Ghost floated up.
Her Ghost is cracked up, and the noises he made, made her worry as she watched him suddenly lost its shell and all of a sudden she stumbled back, gasping for air.
She.. lost her light- but then she noticed her ghost fell to the ground as she yelped- "No!" she fell to her knees and held her ghost-
Nonono.. they cant be gone no..
When all of a sudden an enemy growled out from afar and shot her-
Making her gasp and fall to her side in pain.
The Ex hunter Vanguard rushed in and shot the falled enemy in the face and worriedly look over to his favorite Hunter-
He rushed over to the girl and quickly knelt next to her, his concern for her well being evident on his metalic face. "Are you okay?" he asked urgently, his gaze taking in her state. He could tell she was gravely injured, her body already weakened by the shot.
She yelped in pain as she held onto her lightless, unresponsive ghost as she is bleeding out.
she cant be healed. not witouth her ghost.
His metalic heart ached at the sight of her suffering, the fear and helplessness in her voice tugging at his heartstrings. He knew there was no way to heal her, all of this felt like a sick joke, like they just swapped places in the Prison of Elders.
"Easy, easy," he said softly, his voice gruff but filled with a gentle concern as he rested a hand on her shoulder. "Just... try to stay with me, okay?"
he carefully helped taking her helmet off to help her breath, maybe a little bit more easier.
she sobbed as she held onto his arm, her blood staining his armor as she held her ghost out.
"My Ghost- he- please-" she coughed , the bullet hit her chest, the irony of the situation is unbearable..
Cayde's mechanical heart sank as he watched her struggling to hold onto both life and her fallen ghost, her body weakening with every passing moment. He held onto her, his grip tight and steady as he tried to provide what little comfort he could.
all of a sudden they.. are in a white void of the Traveler.. just like when he first saw sundance, listening to the light.
The strange transition to the white void of the Traveler startled him, his eyes darting around. The Traveler's glowing, endless light filled the space, and for a moment, Cayde felt... a presence.
Sundance.
What she said.. 'whats come from the lught, returns to the light' it makes more sense..
Cayde's eyes saddened as the words of Sundance echoed in his mind, the realization hitting him like a Arc punch in the gut. The Traveler's presence seemed to intensify, as if acknowledging his thoughts.
Maybe.. he can save Star.. oh but she'll hate the idea.. of course she will. She just got the hope that he's back.. but she'll be ok.
He looked down at Star, her grip on him still firm as she fought to stay alive. He knew what he needed to do.
He's made out of light.. his light can save her Ghost.
And her ghost can save her.
The sound of her coughing up blood made him hold her close as she sobbed 'i dont want to leave you.'
Her words cut through him like a knife, her desperation and fear palpable in her weak, trembling voice. He couldn't bear the thought of letting her end like this, not now, not ever.
"I know, I know," he whispered soothingly, his grip on her tightening as he tried to keep her grounded, to give her something to hold onto. "I won't let you die."
He made up his mind then and there. He would save her, no matter the cost.
With a boost of determination he wrapped an arm around her to keep her close to him, and his other hold onto her Ghost with her, their fingers almost lock together.
As he held her against him, her body trembling with every labored breath, he couldn't help but think of the words he'd wanted to say to her all this time.
A pang of regret stabbed at his heart as he knew time was running out. He needed to say it, needed to make sure she knew.
"Star," he began, his voice thick with emotion. "There's something I never told you... something I've always wanted to say..."
A pained gasps left her as she looks up at him with pained gaze of wonder, but also with tears in her eyes. "C-Cayde-"
He met her gaze, his expression filled with a mixture of determination and vulnerability. Her breathless gasp and tear-filled eyes tugged at his nonexistant heartstrings, but he knew he had to say what needed to be said.
"I... I care about you, Star," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "More than just a fellow Guardian. You... you've become so much more to me...but you already knew that didn't you?" his face plated shifted with a saddened smile.
Her eyes widened as she gripped on him, almost tearing into his armor. "N-no-" she coughed trying to breath-
"Wait n-no stop- i just got you back-" the sudden realization made her struggle and try to get out of his arms but it just ended up with her in too much pain as she couldnt move- "please d-dont-" not like begging him would make him stop.. knowing what he's planning to do and she dont want him to, but she dont have a choice when she's the one dying in his arms now.
He held her tightly, her attempts to struggle against him makes him feel guilty. but he have to remind himself that he would do this for her in a heartbeat.
He could see the guilt in her eyes, her desperation and panic clear on her face.
"Please, listen to me," he pleaded, his voice urgent and filled with anguish. "I won't let you die, not like this. This is my choice. My light."
His voice determined brave, as the grip on her hand with her Ghost in it tightened, aswell as his hand on her arm to hold her, his mwtal face rest on her forehead.
He knew what it would cost.
"Cayde-" she crocked gasping as she tried to grasps some air as it gets more and more hard to do so.
oh.. how caring she is.. its one of the reasons why she is his favorite..
He gently cupped her face in his robotic hand, letting go of her Ghost carefully, his thumb stroking her cheek gently as he tried to steady her breathing. The sight of her struggling to breathe, the pain etched on her face, tore at his very soul.
"My precious Diamond," he whispered, his voice softened with emotion. "If there's even a tiny chance to save you... you know damn well I will do it."
Leaning his head closer he rested against her forehead, careful with his horn. "Let me do this for you."
Devotion, bravery, sacrifice...
Its almost annoying to know the Guardian tenets all remind her of him.
Devoted, to stay by her side no matter the cost.
Brave, for he is willing to jump into dangerous situations. Literally.
Sacrafice.. thsts always his thing. Willing to take the bullet or blame for you no matter what. Either from an enemy or from an angry Zavala.
that's him-
Now his Death once more.
She will mourn him again.. but maybe she'll embrace the fact he will live with her in the light. he's never truly gone when he lives inside her heart, and everything else he left behind.
"Noo.." she cracked as tears run down her cheeks like waterfalls. Its unfair, she already have a hard time breathing, now she need to try breath trough her sobs.
Her tears broke his heart, each one feeling like a dagger to his soul. But he couldn't back down, not when her life was at stake. His sacrifice was the only way to save her, and he was ready to make it.
"Hey..." he whispered, his voice filled with a mixture of determination and sorrow. "You know i'm never truly gone..And when you miss me," he held his broke Ace to his original Ace he left behind for her. "Just remmember, you bound to me now." he cracked a half joke with a breathy chuckle, resting his face to hers. "Wife of mine."
She leaned into him, hardly able to fight against him as she clinged onto him with one hand, and her other held her ghost.
one of his hand holding her body safely against his chest, the other returning to holding her ghost within her hand.
She felt more weaker in his arms and his grip tightened on her to keep her there.. alive..
With one glance up He saw a transparent version of his Sundance nodding at him..
Then he looked at Star and close his eyes once more, then open them as he felt himself flicker away slowly.. his light.. embraces her ghost with a blinding light..
"I love you... always will.." her silent confession was in her slow breath as she slowly loosing her vision from blood loss.
As his body shimmered and flickered, the light from within him slowly transferring to her ghost, he felt an aching in his chest. He held her gently, his hand brushing strands of hair away from her face.
Her whispered confession echoed in his ears, a bittersweet pride in his heart. He smiled weakly at her words, his voice barely audible under the weight of his sacrifice.
"I know," he murmured, his voice determined with a mix of sorrow and acceptance. "I do too.."
as she gazed up with a breath caught in her lungs painfully, she noticed how the traveler light thats surrounds them is covering Cayde up, like the light giving him wings, almost resembling an angel..
wich made her eyes sparkle.
Her grip on her ghost and the remaining part of Cayde tightened as she forced herself to burry her face in his neck one last time..
She wished this was just a sick nightmare and she will wake up in her bed with his Ace of Spades gun, and just ended up crying herself to sleep once more reading his journal..
but she knows she isnt dreaming.. she knows this is real.. and she hated it but she knews that he had to do this.. he wouldnt have stayed anyway.. she know he never wanted to hurt anyone by being back.
but the moment they shared she'll treasure it forever..
watching him flicker into pices and loosing his form she used her last strenght and kiss his cheek before she lost her sight.
As her lips pressed against his cheek, a wave of tenderness washed over him. It was a simple gesture, but in that moment, it held a world of meaning. He could feel the love and caring behind her touch, and in return, his own affection for her flared within him once more.
"My favorite little Light."
He held her tighter, his arms encircling her body as he felt his form start to fade away completely. The light enveloped him, lifting him away into the Traveler's embrace.
The white voide no more. they are back at the battle field they killed the Witness.
Suddenly her Ghost comes back to life gasping, look around and find his guardian on the ground unmoving.
"Guardian!" it exclaimed, floating to her side. "Hold on, please!"
It hovered over her motionless body, its tiny form thrumming with light energy as it tried to heal her wounds, doing what he always done, bribg his Guardian back.
she suddenly gasped as she clung to her chest, he resurected her.
she was breathing a little heavily as she looked around and see her Ghost floating above her..
"You okay.." she sadly smiled reaching up and hold onto her small companion.
Her ghost gently nuzzled against her hand, its small frame shivering slightly.
"There you are," it replied with a bit of relief in its voice. "what.. happened to you?"
He few closer to her to look at her face with a hit of worry.
she sat up and realized she had something on her chest... Its..
Cayde's harmonica.
oh..
Her fingers traced the outline of the harmonica, her touch gentle yet mournful. The sight of the Diamond and Ace mark on it was like a bittersweet reminder of the sacrifice he had made.
Her tears fell onto the harmonica, their trails glistening on the surface like tiny, sorrowful diamonds.
Her ghost hovered closer, resting against her shoulder as she clutched the harmonica tightly. He could feel her pain and grief, mirroring his own sadness at the loss of her former Hunter Vanguard.
Without a word, the ghost pressed its tiny frame against her cheek in a gesture of comfort.
She looked down at the harmonica in her hand, tears still welling up in her eyes as she mourned his loss. But as she held the instrument tightly, a sense of determination stirred within her.
She may have lost him, but she still had a part of him. She would carry on.
For him.
How would it be a first date with Jack, Hanzo and Moira? đ¸ Also loved the hc thank you so much đ
Sure thing, anon. Actually I wrote this a long time ago but they were in Spanish (VersiĂłn en EspaĂąol (pt 1) (pt 2)) so I just translated them. I hope you enjoy them, and I hope my english isnât too bad. Aaaaaaah kill me UvU
Give this poor man a break. He just wants to fall in love again.
But he want a pure, long lasting love
I think the first time he asks you out, he takes you for a walk at dawn in the park.
He offers you his elbow so you can walk by his side.
During the promenade you guys would talk about well, everything.
Donât expect a lot of details about his private life yet; he will need a lot of time to trust you entirely.
If you get tired, Jack would look for a bench with a nice view so you can sit a while and keep talking or just stare in silence.
Old habits never die, he accompanies you to the front door of your house and doesnât go till you get inside.Â
He is not the kind of guy that goes out with anybody so he would have to like you a loooooot to ask you out
Hanzoâs perfect date is a tea/coffee place where you can sit and have a nice talk.
Donât you even dare to pay! He wouldnât let you even if you invited him first.
At the beginning he would be serious but donât worry itâs just part of his personality. After all, heâs trying to impress you with his modals and etiquette.Â
Yes, even in a small coffee, heâll make sure to keep his composure.
I think one hour will be enough for him to start having a more get-along attitude.
If the talk gets better maybe Hanzo would offer you small smiles every now and then.
Youâll notice that heâll stare a lot, thereâs nothing wrong; heâs just taking notes.
Donât expect a first date kiss. He is attracted to you but heâs a reserved person. Plus, he doesnât want to ruin such a nice date with a childish kiss.
Sheâs not the one to invite. Youâll have to invite her first.
Museum date, where she can share with you her knowledge and views on the pieces of art. Actually, itâs pretty interesting, she knows how to keep your attention.
A date with Moira could be a bit uncomfortable
Sheâs too sarcastic and her humor itâs not for everybody. But youâre on a date with you, right? That means sheâs interested so sheâll try to make a better conversation.Â
Youâll find yourself mesmerized by her admiring the museum.
If she really likes you, youâll hear small compliments dressed as insults like:Â âUhm, you surprise me.â After you say something smart.
Moira stays into the museum until closing time. Actually, a guard had to ask you to leave.
 Anyway, you go to a bar and have a drink after that.
She takes you back home.
No kissing. Maybe just a small peek on the cheek or on the back of her hand.Â
Ok, un attimo. Mi rocordo durante la mia infanzia di una serie dei trasformers su Super3 con Megatron che guidava un gruppo di... trasformers che diventano animali ed il secondo in comando era uno squalo? Dove si colloca in continuity? Ad un certo punto arrivano pure Starscream e Co. Ma tipo a meta Season 3 o qualcosa e poi Megatron diventa un Drago Bifronte. E Optimus si fondeva con un altro Optimus pero blu e stronzo.
HmmmâŚ
Dunque, allâinizio ho pensato a âBeast Warsâ a primo acchito (da noi era arrivata come âRombi di tuono e cieli di fuoco per i Biocombatâ, i titoloni anni â90 delle serie trasmesse su Mediaset). Ma in Beast Wars non câè nessuno squalo vice comandante. Al massimo ad un certo punto compare una specie di manta (Depth Charge, nome nel doppiaggio originale americano) ma non è mai diventato vice di Megatron, essendo Maximal. XD
Potrebbe essere Robots in Disguise, magari? Eâ lâunica altra serie di TFs in cui so per certo che esiste un Transformer-squalo (Sky-Byte era il nome).
Come continuity credo sia stata una serie a sè (la serie RiD, intendo). Non mi pare che abbia avuto dei sequel come ad esempio TF Armada oppure (per lâappunto) Beast Wars.
A/N: I just have to say, guys, that I am floored. I didnât expect anyone to read this or like this. Iâm stunned and so honored. I donât know what to say other than thank you and look out for part 4 soon!
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after getting that ask about Cayde being a third-wheel in this situation, I just had to write something for the Wild Card mission :) I hope this is as funny as it is in my mind :D also on ao3
Cayde hates stake outs.Â
Getting into the fray, guns blazing, is where his true approach lies. A knife here, a bullet there, everyone who should be dead is dead, and he gets to eat ramen right on the dinner clock.Â
Yet here they are, former Hunter Vanguard, his little Guardian protege and their formerly of the Awoken royalty boyfriend. Slash killer. Slash no, not anymore. Slash, unsure. What a crew!
âCayde, stop moving!â Crow chastises him, kicking him lightly in the shin.Â
Cayde narrows his eyes but obliges by sitting down on the ground, watching Crow. Now that one was made for scouting. Patient to a Hunter appropriate degree, wicked with a sniper, if Cayde were to judge. Knows his stuff. And according to the few conversations they shared, not even mildly scared by bureaucracy. Good, Cayde thinks.
A multitude of feelings swarm inside him. Curiosity, jealousy, a little bit of anger for the spice. Resentment, pride, appreciation.
But above all those warm and fuzzy feelings, there is one more. One that Cayde has made sure to nurture over his long long life. One that feeds into his very psyche.
âGuardian?â Crow calls on the comms. âI have you in my sights. There is a swarm of Scorn approaching your location. Wait, what? UhâŚâ
Whatever the reply is, Cayde doesnât get to hear as the channel switches to private but for a second. And so he gives in to that feeling instead.
A wave of playful and unyielding pettiness.
And so Cayde-6 forms a plan.Â
***
They sit around a small fire, celebrating one of the many latest victories of their hunt. Crow reenacts a shoot-out with a horde of war beasts, accidentally sending one of the bottles flying at the wall, covering the rock side with rich red. The Guardian is laughing, while the two Ghosts watch with a mixture of disapproval and parental condescension.Â
Crow thoughtfully rubs his nape and reaches for another wine bottle, offering it to the Guardian. But before the bottle can make contact, Cayde smiles and swipes it from Crow's hand.Â
âOh, that's my favourite!â he exclaims. âNot vintage enough, but that will do.â
He lets the cool liquid pour down his mechanical throat, watching from the corner of the eye as Crow can't find any more wine in their supplies. The Guardian is smiling at Crow's quiet frustration and reassures him that it's fine and they can transmat in some more if need be. Their hands brush against each other as Crow sits next to the Guardian, and Cayde wonders if they donât see him notice.
âGood wine?â Crow asks with a mocking tone, to which Cayde wipes his mouth and sighs with great content.
âGood enough, kid.â
Crow huffs and turns his attention to stoking the fire.
A warm feeling spreads in Cayde's chest. He oh so loves being up to no good.Â
***
In-between the many battles within the Pale Heart, they take a moment of respite to take care of their weapons and ammunition. The Guardian is trying to get screeb stuff out of their armour to no avail. Rookie mistake to run straight into the thick of the horde and serves them right.
Crow polishes the feather-etched barrel of his gun. Cayde watches, proud that the kid has already figured out the important business of having a signature gun. Cayde tucks away a thought about a signature cloak, one step a time, but that's a done deal. He's decided, itâs just that no one else needs to know for now.Â
Cayde looks at his own weapon, the Ace of Spades glowing with Light through cracks. Shabby, but trusty. His thumb runs over the white spade. Even here in this strange version of the afterlife, a memory of something distant and unattainable is haunting him.
When he raises his eyes, he finds that Crow has joined the Guardian in a fruitless attempt to wipe off the Scorn ether, yet the more they both try, the more the stain seems to eat into the armour.
Lovebirds, Cayde thinks. Oh how the tables have turned.
***
The hunt for the ether-thieves goes on for a few more days. In that time Cayde thinks he and Crow have discussed every possible facet of things he would rather never talk about again. Good thing the kid is easily distracted with a healthy bit of competition, which they indulge in by shooting distant targets while the Guardian spots them both.Â
At night they take turns to meditate and rest, another taking watch.
On one of the nights, Cayde wanders off from the camp. An excuse is easy, a strange noise nearby he wants to investigate, as if there isn't something strange happening every minute anyway. They are inside the Traveler, after all.
Cayde walks down a narrow trodden path and contemplates the ridiculous lip locking happening right around the corner. It doesnât particularly bother him, but oh, amuse him it does. His favourite Guardian, all tangled up with this Crow. He wonders how it happened. Actually, he doesnât, the more he thinks about it, the stranger it seems.
When Cayde makes it back to the camp, the kiss is still ongoing, with the two lovebirds none the wiser to his presence. Dangerous, could get shot like this, so they should be happy itâs just him.
Cayde pushes between the Guardian and Crow, plopping himself down on the ground. The Guardian is looking away flushed, while Crow crosses his arms.
âFound anything suspicious?â he asks, moving to make space.
âNah, false alarm. There was this pair of love birds thoughâŚâ
The Guardian chokes on a small hidden laugh.
***
â...thatâs when Zavala punched him right. In. The. Face!â
As the Guardian laughs, Crow rubs his forehead with tired fingers. Cayde rummages through his memories to grapple onto a new story - and good thing that not all of them have to be true - when the Guardian stretches their arms. After a few pops, a glance at Crow and a ridiculously tired yawn, they begin to rise from the chair.
âHold on, Iâve got one more!â Cayde exclaims. âJust one more, and off you go to see your sweet dreams. Promise!â
The Guardian sits right back, and Crow watches Cayde with eyes narrowed, only two brightly coloured irises glowing in the dark. He means to say something, and Cayde eggs him on with a prolonged pause, just to talk as Crowâs mouth opens.
âA-â
âOkay, there was this one time I sat in a bar, and in came a titan, a hunter and a warlockâŚâ
One story turns into a couple more. A wine bottle is fished from the supplies, and the Guardian is doing all in their power to not let their eyes closed, when Cayde puts a final flourish on the story.
âAnd thatâs why you donât play cards with Ikora.â
âGood to know,â Crow says with an amused grin. âI think Iâm going to catch some sleep. How⌠about you, Guardian?â
They rise from the chair and dust off their armour, even though it has now been made pristine.
As the Guardian heads to the tent, Crow turns to Cayde. Their eyes meet, some kind of momentary agreement or understanding. He doesnât want to talk about it now, but he has learnt the importance of well-timed words. It may always be that you would not get a chance to say them.
âCome on,â Cayde ushers Crow with a flick of his hand. âGo get that sleep.â
Crow crosses his arms and arches his eyebrow.
âWhat, not another story? Or sleeping right in the middle of the tent like the last time?â
âNope,â Cayde responds. âLetâs just say, I got my retaliation. Now go, shoo. The Guardian is going to fall asleep if you donât get all cuddly and snuggly.â
Crowâs lips stretch into a wild grind.
âWhat in the Lightâs name are those words?â
âNo idea, hope I donât get to repeat them ever again. Now go, kid. And⌠look after them, yeah? They are my favourite.â
Crow looks at the tent where the Guardian is fumbling with a light blanket.
âI will. They are my favourite, too.â
Since we're heading into colder weather, How would Cayde spend a snow day with his favorite guardian? ââ
Winter is coming- I mean, Dawning is coming. Also, Festival of the Lost is approaching. Double win?
Let see here, so we know that temperature are shifting, making the air to feel cold and nature is changing which means cuddle time. Like all the damn time. He wonât let them go and ask them to stay with him for a few more hours.Â
Drinking a hot cup of chocolate with him but he will spike his drink. He said,âIt warms me up.â In truth, you smack his hand away because he is ruining the hot choco that you make.Â
Wrapping each other with his spare capes. They can be like, makeshift blankets. Its a good idea until it becomes like a kotatsu. Cayde is your personal heater and use it every time.Â
Snowball fights. Who canât say no to that?Â
Youâll learn how to knit a scarf, mittens, sweater from attending Zavala Crochetâs class. Its super effective.Â
When you give it to him, his optics brighten and waste no time wearing them. Heâll be like, âYou make this for me? Aww⌠thanks hun.â It was the only way to protect his frame from any snow. Yes, even his horn.Â
Lazy mornings. He wonât get up and will not let you to go out from the bed. Even though he has duties to attend to. He doesnât want to go out because you are next to him.Â
When you are reading a book, heâll plopped his head onto your lap, has wrapped himself with a blanket and just, listen to your voice as you read him the story.Â
Cayde in a burrito blanket.Â
Heâll ask you to join him. So, you did.Â
Personal heater and a damn good one because he likes to hug you from behind. You practically melt upon his touch when he embrace you. Heâs just, so warm and comfy. You went to sleep land the moment his arms wrapped around your waist.Â
Watching movies with him, you laying on top of him while his arms are around your body and blankets that made out of capes to cover the both of you.Â
Having baking time with him, probably baking cookies or muffins. Sometimes, it becomes a flour war. The kitchen will become a mess. Both of you laugh at it. Donât worry, the cookies arenât burnt. They are cooked and cooled down.Â
Teaching him to make sâmores.Â
More blanket shenanigans.Â
A bit spoileryâŚ. kind ofâŚ. Not sure how to tag this since it is kinda dark so⌠yeah
I had all of you
and then most of you
Some
and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do Haunted by the ghost of you Oh, take me back to the night we met
[Hello My Sexy Readers, I am here with a new chapter this one being another one for the Archive Event. This was Requested BY: _fuyuki_oshiha_ I hope you enjoy!]
(Genjiâs POV)
She had been the love of my life, the only one who knew me for me. The one who knew I had fears of never being loved. That I secretly loved anime and not the violent one, the sweet cute ones. That I had a fear of spiders and a fear of failing my family. She had been through it all with me. Always cheering me up and being with me because she was a friend and not what she could get out of me. She made me feel safe and loved and I never got to tell her how I felt about her. I had almost died and now am no longer a man, I am more machine than anything else.
That will be my biggest regret. I sigh and go to the meeting room. Gabriel said an Overwatch Recruit had to get my paper work to Commander Morrison. I make it to the office and placed it down. I go to leave when I hear.
âGenji?â I heard the most enchanting voice which I would never forget. âI-Is that you?â
I turned and looked to see (Name), The love of my lie standing their in strike blue recruit clothes. I was stunned. How is she⌠I then remember what I am now and turn and run. I could hear her running after me and she tackles me to the ground. On reflex I flipped us over and grabbed her by the throat.
âWhat do you want!?â I demand. âTo mock me for what I become.â
She even though I had her by her throat lifted her hand to my cheek. I could not help but melt into her touch as she stroke my cheek. âNever Genji. I am still your friend no matter what you are.â
(XD Oh Friend Zone XD)
I fall on top of her and hold her close and for the first time in years I cried, All I needed was her. I love her so much and I am not going to loose her. She is mine!
[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Now should I make a part 2 Comment bellow and stay sexy all my friends ;3)
genji overwatch hcs???
Hii wasn't sure if you wanted sfw or nsfw so I'll do both đ
SFW
Has trust issues, so if you were to befriend him it would take awhile, trying to date him would take even longer (and some convincing)
But once the two of you start dating, you both would become a power couple
Loves to hold your hand, knowing that you're right next to him makes him feel safe and happy
Animal lover 100%, you bought him a puppy for his birthday and he just wouldn't stay away from it, he wouldn't even let you hold it
A big fan of cheek kisses, say if you're going to work and you give him a small kiss on the cheek, he would be blushing profusely
A music lover also, say if you're in the car and the radio was on, he'd be humming every tune that came on
If it's Valentine's Day he'd sneak into your (shared) house and surprise you with chocolate and flowers
Hear me out, fruit garden, Y'ALL HAVE A FRUIT GARDEN
Whenever the both of you sleep together, he always has to squish his face into your chest
Although he is a grown man, hes still childish as hell
NSFW
He. Is. Loud. So loud that one time your neighbors came over to make sure you weren't murdering someone
Loves to get gagged, whether it's you face-fucking him with your strap or just simply your fingers, gagging him alone might be enough to make him cum, no touching his cock needed
My boy, is 1000% a crier, especially when you overstimulate him, poor baby will be crying for you to stop, but when you do he whines and tells you "no! no! please don't s-stop!"
Although he does like having you fuck him with your strap, he prefers your fingers, he doesn't really know why, but they seem to work better
A big fan of collars, especially green, white and black ones
Will literally crumble in your hands if you call him a good boy or babyboy, if you call him either he will be on his knees ready for any request you give him
Not the biggest fan of titles, bit if it's a good day he'll call you either Mistress or Ma'am
Aftercare is a must, especially if it's over 3 or more rounds, shove him into the shower, clean him up, and back under the blanket, be sure to give praise as well!!
A/N: There's not a alot here, so take it with a grain of salt
oh my this gif is so pretty
this isnt a headcanon, this is canon, i just wanted to say it: have you seen that man's ass?!?!?! double cheeked up frrr
smack it
catch him off guard
pinch it or something
you'll leave the man confused for days
tend to his wounds because the man fr needs healing smh
as your tending to his injured state, lay kisses all over his face
tell him how cool he looks, it will definitely boost his ego in a good way
tell him he's hot, he deserves it, just know that he will deny it with a bright red face
you and him definitely make fun of Hanzo, it's just required
he gets really insecure about his scars and the fact that he is literally mostly cyber, so please tell him otherwise
give him all the words of affirmation you have because it always does make him feel better
DONT TOUCH HIS SWORDS OR ANY WEAPONS FOR THAT MATTER
1. he doesnt want you to get hurt
2. those are his life, so if you touch them he will lecture you for an hour
he is little spoon
that's canon
mhm
confirmed
if in the moment he wants to be big spoon, he will bury his face in the crook of your neck
he will also just do that when he is little spoon, but cuddling you back
it's little spoon, but he's facing you, ya know?
he doesnt snore, he just has cute little breaths <3
he likes making fun of you, but never to hurt you, just to play about and it's cute because he really gets himself and you giggling
play videogames with him
especially stardew or animal crossing, i just so those chill games as his vibe
i also think he loves botw, so cuddle him as he's just exploring the world
he would introduce you to zen and y'all would kick it off immediately, trying to pull pranks on genji
pick flowers for genji, he's a sucker for it
get him a cat and he will be yours forever
make fun of his bowlcut from when he was a kid and feel the wrath of more than likely a tickle or pillow fight
when you and kiriko are together, you are taking Genji DOWN
just expect a lot of love and sweetness from Genji <3
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