Good Ol’ Dog

Te lo dico io, tesoro. Un Signor Ragno ispirato a lei ma nato come la Creatura Vivente Perfetta da quel genio monocolo di Shockwave. E’ un personaggio TF che non esiste da nessuna parte, giacché l’ho creato IO! ^^’ #JazzLuca

“E questa da dove salta fuori?? No dico, guardatela! Si da pure delle arie, e manco si trasforma in ragno?? Ma chi se la fila mai, quella li!!” #transformers #transformerstoys #transformersanimated #beastmachine #beastwars #transformersprime #transformersgenerations #transformerswfc #transformerswarforcybertron #transformerskingdom #kingdom #airachnid #blackarachnia #hasbro https://www.instagram.com/p/CJqULrWAaJY/?igshid=4062etwi933a

Hi! I have a request for you! How would Hanzo and Genji's noodles act around their S/Os?

>.< LOVE ME SOME SHIMADA NOODLES!!!!!

(By the way, I imagine Genji’s dragon to be a girl? Idk why)

Hanzo:

When the two of you started dating

The noodles were so confused

For one, they are not used to Hanzo smiling

Nor the emotions that you stirred within the older Shimada

For another…You scared them the first time you met them

The first thing you did was pick one up, hold it to your chest like a puppy and you scratched under its chin

At first they nipped and wiggled, unused to such affection

Yet you would still hug them, snuggle them…

You’d feed them treats Hanzo would NEVER ever ever let them have

Like bacon, or little chocolate pieces, or little bits of meat from your dinner plate during supper

Hanzo is worried you’re going to make them fat, honestly, and that they’ll someday look like one of those pudgy cats that have to be rolled around because they can’t get up

Love for you starts blossoming pretty fast

It isn’t hard to see why their master loves you

They are so used to you now that they will lift their heads when they hear your name

They will run into your arms if you call them

They are now very protective of you

And one of them knows how to shake a claw for treats :) the other learned the potato-jutsu (flops on floor and sulks till treat is received)

Hanzo is glad the noodles have taken to you, but he had no doubt they would either way

Genji:

Soba was really sulky when Genji first introduced you

She’s not used to having to share Genji

Genji has this little cat bed in his room for her

She just turns away when you crouch in front of her

When you don’t go away, she turns and gives you a grumpy blep, her tongue sticking out cutely

Immediately you blep right back at her

And for a moment, Soba is so startled

Except immediately, just because of the blep, you fascinate her

Genji has gone to grab some snacks, and when he comes back he nearly drops them

Your sitting on the bed with Soba curled up in your lap, her tongue out a bit as you pet her

You’ve already found so many of her sweet spots, the places she loves to get a good scratch the most

Soba makes you think of a puppy

Now she goes with you two whenever you leave the house

While she’s still jealous over her master, she’s okay with sharing him with you and Zenyatta. 

Also adores you. Likes to curl up around your neck when you guys are out walking

You always sneak her pieces of chicken

You’re the only person who’ll let her sleep in the bed

She likes to smoosh between you and Genji’s bodies in the bed, not because she doesn’t want you two touching but because you are both soooooo warm

You like playing with her and a laser pointer

Hiii!

I was wondering if u can do hazard dating fem!reader who was in a really bad abusive relationship that she’s having a ptsd attack but thank fully hazards there to comfort reader 🫶

If ur uncomfortable doing this that’s ok!

Omg hey hey hey. Thank you so much for the request! I had a very fun (not) time writing this because the subject is horrible but i had fun making the abuser eat absolute shit tho. If anyone is suffering from an abusive relationship please tell a trusted loved one, i know it is very hard with all the manipulation and everything but you are strong! and you can survive! You can also vent to me if you need to :) TW: Depression, Eating disorder mention, abusive ex, Story will go into detail with mental/physical abuse. PTSD attack, anxiety attack. I have never experienced PTSD attacks or seen anyone having them so i had to go off on what google offers. Sorry if its badly written!!

NOT PROOF READ!!! (3.5k words i think.) - She doesn’t know how this one big sweet hunk of a man had managed to slither his way past her walls. She thought her defenses would be good enough, she thought no one could ever get past them again. But here she is, walking hand in hand with him. He was chattering about his latest adventure with the phreak gang, being so enthusiastic while explaining every little detail. She loved to listen to him, she actually preferred that as well. She was not the one to open up easily about anything, not about her feelings, her needs, nothing. In the past she was in a relationship with this one guy she fell in love with madly. She would have done anything for him, she really loved him. And at first it seemed like he loved her as much too, their relationship was perfect. They were the sweethearts of their college, the perfect couple, always the prom king and queen. He would spoil her with gifts and compliments, he would take her on expensive dates and bring her along on family trips. Everything was just perfect… Then it all changed in a blink. He would stop showering her with compliments and gifts, obviously she wasn’t with him for the gifts and luxuries… But she also wasn’t with him for those cruel insults he would throw her way. He would insult anything she did, he would negatively comment on her appearance and weight. ‘Why aren’t you taking care of your skin as well as Stacey does? I can already see pimples forming on your cheek.’ ‘You should really start hitting the gym. You’ve gained a bit of weight. I don’t wanna be seen with a pig.’ ‘Get yourself together, I have standards to keep up.’ He would always compare her to the other popular girls, those who were the spoiled rotten kind girls. Blondes with green and blue eyes, having the latest designer clothing and bags. All of this really damaged her self-esteem, she couldn’t look at herself in the mirror anymore. All she would see was this hideous monster with all the flaws and imperfections. Worst of all was the fact she knew she should leave him, but every time she tried talking to him he would fire back at her, manipulating her into thinking she needed him and that he was only trying to help her take “better” care of herself. ‘No one would want you in that state, I'm the only one who still wants to help you!’ ‘Please. Do you seriously think any guy would want a pig like you? Be happy I'm even allowing you to stand so close to me.’

And she believed him…

She stayed together with him for at least a year after his cruel personality came to be. Though the insults were not the only problem. It didn’t take long for him to pick up on partying and drinking again with his friends. He would go out to parties, rarely taking her with him, he would make out with other women and sometimes even have one night stands with them. The audacity he had to bring them to HIS house where she also lived. It hurt her so much to see him with another woman. The first time it happened she confronted him the next morning after the random girl had left, she cried out yelling at him. “How could you do this to me???!!” The answer she was met with was a slap to her face. Her eyes wide as she held her cheek, afraid to even look at him again. He started yelling back at her, throwing his hands around in frustration. After many times of asking her to look at him he had enough and took hold of her shoulders forcing her to look at him with her shock filled gaze. “How am I supposed to live with a ridiculous girlfriend who can’t take care of herself AND can’t even fill my needs huh?!!” He yelled at her face, pushing her down on the floor, rubbing the bridge of his nose in frustration. She quickly scrambled away from him, jumping straight into her bed, crying into her pillow. Never in her life did she think he would lay his hands on her, hurt her like that. She doesn’t know why she didn’t just leave right then and there, maybe it was the months of manipulation at that point that still kept her under the roof. Or maybe it was the fact he had also gone as far as to threaten her if she ever left him. She was truly stuck and scared for her life. Her mentality had been scarred for good, she was depressed, she felt lifeless. She wanted to die, she wanted out of this situation. Her eyes were dull, no life behind them. She had developed eating disorders due to his comments and she had stopped taking care of herself all together. Her head was filled with nothing except self destructive thoughts and the need to escape this hell. The emotional abuse continued, and was even worse now. He kept on cheating on her with girls to satisfy his own needs, not bothering to even touch her in any way anymore. In his words she was too hideous to even look at. Not that she really cared honestly, she was glad he didn’t pay any attention to her, but still for some reason he didn’t kick her out. As she was one night scrolling through a social platform, looking at everyones happy lives, imagining hers could be like that as well had shen ever met her bf. She decided to go on his account, see what she was up to, what she saw made her heart break even more than it already was. He was posting a lot about her, acting as if he was her savior, making himself seem like an angel. So this is why he sometimes asked her to pose for a picture, the only

times he would give her small kisses or act sweet, the little hope she had began to get, vanished in an instant. She was only a pawn for him to use, she was a prisoner .It was during a shopping trip that the very thing she had been wishing for finally happened. Her bf had decided to take her out shopping for the first time in months, tired of seeing her in the same pair of clothes. She looked at the clothes in the thrift store, yeah he wouldn’t take her to expensive places anymore, apparently she wasn’t worth more than a few bucks to him. Not that she really cared anymore, she was never worth anything to begin with. After the very short shopping session they walked out of the store. She wasn’t really looking where she was walking and accidentally bumped into someone much bigger than her. She fell down on her ass, dropping her bag in the process. “Oh shit! My bad lassie-” The voice said, clearly someone Scottish. She looked up and oh lord the sight she saw. A very tall and frankly very muscular guy. He had blonde hair, his jawline was strong. He had a very stylish leather jacket on him, he was also pretty much half cybernetic. And his eyes… those beautiful orange-ish eyes, so full of life and energy… the complete opposite of hers. She was about to open her mouth and apologize but was cut off by her boyfriend. “Don’t apologize man, she should’ve been looking ahead.” Her boyfriend scoffed, taking hold of her arm and lifting her up rather harshly. “Cmon, apologize to him.” He demanded of her, giving her that look, she knew she would be in trouble later. “I-Im so sorry mister.. It was m-my bad.” She struggled with her words, not used to talking with other people. “It’s al’right. But are ya okay las?” He asked, one eyebrow raised a little bit after witnessing the way that man talked to her. She was surprised. Someone worried about her? Someone asking if she was okay? No no… He must be talking to her boyfriend. She was about to answer again but was stopped with a hard grip on her shoulder, making her wince. “She’s alright. Now go on mate, don't stick your nose into business that ain’t yours.” Her boyfriend said, turning her around to walk off. “Ay, wait up just a second here lass. Yer partner obviously ain’t feeling too well. And based on what I’ve seen by a minute I don’t think yer treatin’ her correct.” He said, stepping closer,

stopping her boyfriend by holding onto his shoulder. “Get your fucking hand off me. She is perfectly fine with me, right babe?” Her bf asked, threateningly. She stared between her boyfriend and the stranger. This could be her chance to escape from his constant torment and abuse, but the thought lingered, his threats made her hesitate a lot. ‘No no… (Name) this is your time. Who cares about his threats, you NEED to get out.’ Her mind would yell at her. “No.. No i'm not fine! He has been tormenting me for ages… I-I need help, please!” She said loudly, escaping from his grasp, her heart beating so fast. “You little fucking bitch! I’ll kill you-” He yelled out, about to punch her, only to be stopped by the strangers hand grasping his wrist. “Will you shut yer pus and get lost dafty.” He said, the threat evident in his voice. Her boyfriend stared at the stranger, his eyes wide. He let out a yell and went to punch the stranger, only to be met by a cybernetic hand to the face, knocking him out cold immediately. She gasped, looking away from the scene, afraid. “Sorry about that wee yin. Had to teach that scabby lass a lesson. Ya alright?” He turned to stare at her, keeping his distance, not wanting to scare the poor girl more. “I- thank you… Thank you so much…” She cried out. “It was nothin’ Could tell he wasn’t treatin’ ya right. The name’s Hazard, what about yus?” The man said, holding out a hand to give a gentle shake, if she wanted to of course. “(Name..)” She gave a weak smile, accepting the handshake.

- That all happened a good two years ago. It took a lot of time for her to open up to the idea of dating again. Hazard never pushed her into anything, nor did he really talk about wanting to be in a relationship with her directly. Of course from the day he met her, he already felt a certain pull towards her. Half a year after they met and started regularly hanging out his feelings truly became clear to him. She on the other hand felt safe for the first time in her life after they began hanging out, but the fear of it all going wrong again made her very scared and wary of everything they did together. It took her a good year before she realized she liked him, she didn’t know if she should pursue her feelings, and talk to him about him. She didn’t even know if he felt the same, she didn’t know if he would want to date someone as scared and vulnerable as her. After a long talk and feelings shared they shared a deep and meaningful hug, and they began dating slowly but surely. He assured her that every step of the way he would respect her boundaries, he would never initiate anything between them, she would have all the power. She respected that, a lot. A few months into their relationship she was ready to open up more about her past with her ex. She told him how he treated her, how her mental health suffered greatly because of him. How she was still struggling with her self esteem and mental problems because his words and actions would forever haunt her. Hazard listened through everything, gave her warm hugs whenever she started breaking down while explaining her story. Telling her it was never her fault and that her imperfections were what made her beautiful. He helped her get onto her feet, helped her with her eating disorder, getting her back to a healthy weight slowly but surely. Her hair got longer and more healthy, her bones slowly getting covered and her skin becoming more colorful. She still struggled with nightmares to this day, but whenever she woke up in tears he was there to wipe them away and calm her down. At the half year mark of their relationship she finally got the courage to kiss him, to let him hold her in a more intimate way, she loved every second of it. It had been so.. so very long since someone had loved her like Hazard did. He never went further than kissing her sweetly, he never even touched her unless she guided his hand somewhere on her body.

Her thoughts got cut off by Hazard patting her on the shoulder, pointing at the cafe they were supposed to eat at. She smiled at him and they went inside, ordering their food and going outside to eat. “Ay. I’m gonna go use the restroom real quick’ ait bonny?” Hazard smiled at her, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze. “Of course darling, I'll wait out here.” She smiled at him, watching as he got up and headed into the cafe. She stared at the scenery around her, looking at all the people walking around and socializing with each other. She felt so happy with Hazard, she felt lucky that she bumped into him when she did, otherwise she feels she would still be trapped or in the worst case scenario dead. As she bit into her croissant, not really paying attention to her surroundings her ears picked up a familiar voice, her heart stopped for a moment, her eyes widening in panic. That voice… no no.. it can’t be. It can't be! She raised her gaze just slightly to see her abusive ex talking with his now possible partner. A really hot one at that, obviously he would only go for the model type girls. She stared for a moment, a mistake she would soon come to regret as his gaze wandered before landing onto her. His mood shifted, happiness turning into anger. She knew that gaze. The look he would always give her whenever he was angry or disappointed with her, the gaze he had when he laid his hands on her. He said something to the girl before walking towards her. No no no no! She panicked, immediately opening her phone and typing a panicked message to Hazard, hoping he would notice it quick enough. Her heart was racing, her anxiety skyrocketing, all the bad memories crashing down around her in an instant. She flinched as she felt a hand slam down in front of her, she almost dropped her phone in the process too but held it close. “Look what we have here. Little piggy out here eating all by herself. Still haven’t been able to let go of the treats huh? No wonder you’ve gained so much weight again!” He laughed mockingly. She couldn’t answer, she couldn’t look at him, the only thing she could do was sit completely still, eyes glued to the ground, shaking. He got irritated fast by her ignoring him, he took hold of her jaw, forcing her face to turn to him.

She screamed out alerting all the other people nearby, some of them continued on and some just stared. “Look at me when I'm talking to you bitch!” He spat at her. She refused to listen to him, this angered her ex and he was about to say something again, only to be lifted off of her into the air. She stared as Hazard held him up high by the collar of his jacket, anger filling her usually sweet and collected boyfriend. A look she had never seen before, and didn’t want to ever either. Her mind blocked out everything he yelled at her ex, she had stopped looking too, she held her head in her hands, her body shaking uncontrollably, she was about to have a breakdown. She heard the sound of a hard punch being thrown at someone and then a table getting smashed. Some people trying to get in between the fight and stop it. And as quickly as it all started it ended. Her ex was bruised and bloody on the ground, his now current girlfriend trying to wake him up, yelling profanities at Hazard. “Haud yer wheesht hackit. Yer boyfriend had it comin’ should’ve never come close to (name) again.” Hazard scoffed, before turning to (Name), seeing her in such a state broke his heart. “Come on bonny, let’s get outta here.” He said. She could only slowly nod as he took hold of her hand leading her away. The car ride was long and silent, Hazard kept looking at her, wanting to make small talk but he could tell she was in a bad place right now. As they finally arrived home she immediately got out of the car and ran inside her apartment, Hazard quickly following after. The moment she got inside her bedroom she fell to her knees breaking down completely, all the panic and years worth of memories breaking free. She cried out loudly, curling up into a small defensive ball, her body shaking like crazy. She couldn’t breathe, all she could hear and see were the memories. She could only hear her ex’s hurtful words, she could only feel the pain he inflicted on her. She was completely dissociated from the real world, being kept as a prisoner in her own memories. A few seconds felt like minutes to her. She was sweating profusely, her heart thumping against her chest.

Hazard ran into her bedroom, kneeling next to her, he didn’t know what to do. He had never seen this before, sure she had small episodes here and then but this was different. This was so much different. He tried to give her shoulder a reassuring squeeze but was met by her body twitching violently at the touch and her screaming out.

“STOP! DON’T HURT ME PLEASE!” She would yell, thinking Hazard was her ex. “No no no.. Bonny… It’s just me, you’re fine, you’re alright… I’m here.” Hazard spoke in such a sweet tone, trying to get her to calm down at least a little bit. She was still sobbing, still curled up not responsive. He didn’t give up, he talked to her through it all, he didn’t touch her, he didn’t want to trigger another reaction from her. He just talked, he told her about their old memories together having fun and laughing at stupid things. He talked to her about his gang, the things they do and the embarrassing memories of himself.

She was starting to calm down just slightly, her shaking becoming minimal, her loud cries turning into small sobs here and there. He would praise her for doing so good, for being a strong survivor. It had been almost an hour since her episode began and she was finally beginning to calm down enough for her body to relax. She wasn’t curled up into a tight ball anymore, she was still lying on the floor though, still unable to look at him.

“Yer doin’ so good wee yin. I’m proud of ya.” Hazard smiled, breathing out a sigh of relief.

“H-hazard..?” She mumbled out weakly, lifting herself up just slightly to look at him.

“Yeah bonny? I’m here, whateva you need I’ll get it for ya” Hazard said.

“D-Don’t leave me… please just.. just hold me.” She begged.

He didn’t need to be told twice, he didn’t even need to answer as his hands found themselves around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. She sat on his lap, her face in his bare chest, listening to his calm heartbeat, the warmth of his skin soothing her. His hands rubbed her back lovingly, whispering quiet praises into her ear. Her sobs disappeared completely, her body was now relaxed, her heart no longer racing and thumping against her chest. She could feel herself succumbing to fatigue, her vision slowly blacking.

“Tired.. I'm so tired…” She mumbled against his chest.

“I got ya. Let’s get into bed a‘right hun.” Hazard said, as he lifted her from the ground, holding her close.

He got into bed, still holding her close to her, having her almost on top of him. He pulled the covers over her and stared at the top of her head, giving her a small kiss to calm her down more. “Im never leaving yer side alright? Sleep well bonny.” He mumbled, still giving gentle rubs on her back. She felt safe, she could sleep without worrying about anything. She knew Hazard was a good man, she let sleep take her into dreamland. And for the first time in a long long time she did not see nightmares. She only saw Hazard in her dreams, she saw dreams of their future, living out their days together in happiness. A smile decorated her face, a sight that made Hazard's heart jump in happiness. He truly loved this woman to bits, he would do anything for her, Anything.

- our little green flag bf.

Well, it's been a minute soo. . .

Here is My Movie Sonamy Headcanon (Part 2)✨

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How they go on dates?

They sneak out ofc! (Ok so just hear me out!)

So, since they are basically teenagers, I feel that it would make sense cuz they know Tom and Maddie wouldn't let them out too late at night

Also I like to think that they are keeping their relationship a secret from Tom and Maddie since they feel too nervous to do so (also for fun cuz again, teenagers) and only Tails and Knuckles know ofc. So Sonic and Amy like to wait till everyone is asleep, and they go out on whatever they have planned for their date that night. And ofc they come back home late at night and yes they both become very tired in the morning, they use the excuse of hedgehogs being nocturnal (which is true for real hedgehogs btw) and with Tails and Knuckles help, they don't get caught.

But it brings the question Will they tell Tom and Maddie that they are dating?

Yes, but when they are a bit older but they will leave out the fact that they were dating for years by then

And that's another Movie Sonamy headcanon

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Silver is super emotional. there's a Sonic Channel profile that says Silver deals with things too head-on because of the strength of his feelings or tends to take everything on himself while Sonic is calm and cool. he punches things when he’s frustrated and the Olympic Games are full of emotional outbursts from him in regular ass situations he has no chill

Hello

I know I'm barely here anymore

But unfortunately the Ritalin shortage in Summer caused me to become hyperfixation on Overwatch, Gabriel Reyes/Reaper in particular (AGAIN), against my very will.

But I'm here to make it everyone else's problem again and have been challenged by @wildissylupus to post my Martina Reyes HCs (or basically character summary at this point)!!!

So

Here

We

GOOOOOO

(Please note I am Filipina, not Mexican or Latine at all, I'm trying my best to research, but please correct me if I'm wrong)

- 1st of all, for me it is Dr. Martina Nuñez-Reyes, women in STEM, iconic

- Born and raised in San Diego, in particular in or by Barrio Logan!

- She is specifically Nahua Mexican with family in Guerrero, Mexico. She has learned a lot of Precolonial History and mythology, both in school and from her family. She also speaks Nahuatl fluently, as well as Spanish and ASL.

- Sweet, nurturing, professional, good tempered, graceful, makes lots of bad puns (she and Winston got along great), but occasionally slips in some "joking" sadism and morbid curiosity.

- Loves perfume even though she can't wear it often due to her work in laboratories and hospitals, will wear even just a little bit even at home to enjoy it.

- joined a ballet folklorico troupe up until High School, but still remembers the moves well. Specializes in Guerrero style folklorico!

- Excellent cook, amazing baker. Loves to adapt recipes to include lots of spices. (This will come back later)

- Interested in the medical field, specifically medicine itself, after learning about how advanced Mesoamerican civilizations were medically.

- Martina was a regular prodigy, attending an advanced secondary school academy in Mexico City, before continuing on to get PhDs in Medicine, Chemistry, and Pharmaceutical Science by age 24.

- By age 26 she had already made strides by synthesizing and creating medicine that was able to do things like naturally accelerate healing in the body.

- That's also when the Omnic Crisis began. She was inducted by the United States Military among swathes of other skilled doctors to create the Super Soldier Serum for the Soldier Enhancement Program (SEP) at a hidden facility.

- Six months, they managed to get it to an acceptable loss rate of 25%, and test it on 100 Soldiers. She was in charge of overseeing the injections of 20 of the 100 randomly assigned under her, which included Soldier 24, Gabriel Reyes, and Soldier 76, Jack Morrison. It was also done in doses, not all at once.

- She and Gabriel were attracted to each other but didn't act on it for quite a bit, due to the taboo nature of a doctor and a patient. They didn't flirt either, but had moments of "Oh fuck they're hot" before shaking it off.

- After the second round of doses, she lost her first soldier, which made the risk of SEP all the more apparent to her.

- Remember when I mentioned she's good at baking? She stress bakes because it helps make a zen sort of ritual of following steps/regaining a small sense of control. The reason Gabriel loves cookies? It's because he woke up at 2AM catching her stress baking a batch of Chili Chocolate Chip Cookies. It's where they had a heart to heart about Gabriel and the other Enhanced Soldiers trusting Martina and the doctors no matter the risk because they know they're liable to die in the Crisis anyway if they can't make headway.

- As the Crisis gets more dire, the General orders the doctors at the SEP facility to also go through basic military training, which Martina disliked, so she never really went past a machine pistol.

- 33 Soldiers make it out, and she sent with them on missions to retake cities across America. She wouldn't always be an active combatant, but she could hold her own if she had to.

- When Gabriel Reyes and Jack Morrison were selected to the elite Overwatch core team, she helped lead their medical support team. Also yes during this whole time, Gabriel and Martina still were attracted to each other but still sort of afraid to act because not only is she still his Doctor, he's now her commanding officer.

- Also during this period she helps treat a young Angela Ziegler during the bombing of Zurich.

- After fighting alongside Inti Warriors (Specifically Illari's dad) to help retake part of Central and South America, Gabriel almost died, which caused her to go full BAMF, and save him.

(Jack: "... can someone please tell me why our medic is rushing in alone, guns blazing?")

- They have to repair ships and stuff, so they decide to take R&R in reclaimed Guerrero, where Martina shows Gabriel around, and they end up dancing together. It's where they finally give in and end up in a relationship.

- Get married the last year of the Omnic Crisis, and have a son a few years later named Izel (who is the grown man with a family in my heart and soul in the Reflections Comic)

- Dr. Martina Nuñez-Reyes is the first Head of Medicine in Overwatch's Golden Age because goddamnit someone had to have that position before Angela.

- She's also Angela's mentor and sort of like an adoptive mom, Angela absolutely idolized her

Here's where my Canon deviates hard, because Blizzard's timeline makes no sense

(Fun fact this next part exists because I misread Code of Violence and thought that the ash and burning was from Gabriel's memories of Echo Park and not where he was so I straight up thought Martina was fridged a whole ass year before I heard the voicelines and reread it for clarity, but she's not fridged. Just stay with me.)

- On Izel's 6th birthday in Echo Park, there was an attempted assassination via explosions that caused Izel to lose his left arm and replace it with a prosthetic (the man in the Reflections comic has his left arm in his pocket)

- It also very nearly kills Martina, who is 6 MONTHS PREGNANT WITH THEIR DAUGHTER, Graciela

- The family lives, and Graciela has to be c-section delivered prematurely

- This ofc enrages Martina and Gabriel who, after recovery, hunt the motherfucker down to kill.

- It is not a quick death. Martina synthesizes POISON to make that fucker die screaming. (Basically I wanted to flip the Dead Wife trope where the wife lives and is FUCKING PISSED AND JOINS HER HUSBAND ON A ROARING RAMPAGE OF REVENGE)

- Oh yeah and that triggers the birth of Blackwatch lmao.

- Gabriel brought Cole Cassidy home for Christmas where she immediately enfolds Cole into the family.

- Martina and Gabriel also help Cole get his GED.

- Oh yeah Blackwatch

- So Martina supplies the poisons for coercion, torture, and assassination (and torture) to Blackwatch under the table for super covert missions, basically even people at Blackwatch didn't even know about. Ma'am was committing war crimes to keep the world and her babies safe. All while keeping up the sweet, dedicated, professional facade for like 14 years.

- Gabriel tries to get her to make another super soldier serum so he can be stronger, she refuses, they argue, him calling her a hypocrite, and it looks bad, UNTIL

- Shit happens and she accidentally lets a poison slip that gets reverse engineered and kills a lot of people, causing her to retire and Mercy steps up. Gabriel keeps her secret and they end up staying together

- HOWEVER, once the Venice Incident happens and Izel disowns his father, she chooses to not back up Gabriel's choices, whereas their daughter Graciela does, causing them to be separated but still married.

- Gabriel considers leaking her secret, but loves her too much to/wants the kids to have at least one parent they don't detest

- After the Swiss Explosion, Martina and Graciela mourn very badly, Izel rekindled his relationship with his mother but not Graciela

(Izel needs his own post probably lmao)

- Martina tries to move on, but finds she can't.

- listen once a man is willing to cover up war crimes for you, it's a very hard standard to meet

- She rejects the recall initially but to avoid this post from being even longer REASONS, Graciela goes with/gets kidnapped by (it's complicated) Talon, which is how Cole finds out Gabriel is Reaper

- Joins in to get her daughter back, and to redeem herself because she realizes how much destruction she caused even if people deserved it... lowkey she even doesn't fully regret it depending on the person she killed

- Her abilities are she got a CPR glove that can shock people in one hand that can pull Medicated/poison grenades out of a storage and a Pistol in the other and she can inject peeps with medication close quarters.

- She's like 63 currently also (in my Canon, Gabriel got a significant age bump with a bunch of other characters, he is 67 but is technically frozen at age 58)

- blizzard if you read this and wonder why I turned this nameless, possibly faceless character into someone that's committed war crimes, I don't got a fucking clue either

- wildissylupus I'm so sorry for subjecting you to this, like how I will subject my friends to a PowerPoint presentation about my character lore and alternate overwatch timeline on my birthday

Harmony

SPOILER WARNING

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.

it’s so sweet, knowing that you love me

Everything feels better when Genji is with you.

( genji shimada x gender-neutral reader | ~0.8k words )

content: emotional hurt/comfort, some fluff, established relationship (can be read as either romantic or platonic, whichever you’d prefer :)) genji loves u <3

etc: divider by cafekitsune; tagging @angelshub @bitchcraftinc @enchantedforest-network @ghostqueue; cross-posted on ao3

“I have not seen you around recently.”

You look up to find Genji leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest. Quite some time has passed since you first met him. If you were younger, you would’ve jumped out of your skin at his unexpected arrival, but you didn’t. Instead, you didn’t bat an eye, far too jaded to be surprised by anything anymore.

“I’ve been busy,” you say.

Your words feel practised, dishonest, though they aren’t entirely false. Between the increasing Null Sector attacks and the pressure Soldier: 76 has been putting on you, time has felt like it’s been slipping out of your hands. You wish you could be as uplifting as Lena, or maybe as relaxed as Cassidy. It’s never been in your nature to relax, you suppose, having been raised in a disciplinarian family. Yet here you are, curled up in your blankets as you wallow in self-pity, looking the most pathetic you ever have in front of him. 

He doesn’t seem bothered by it, something you can’t decide whether to feel thankful or upset about. Guilt begins to seep into your system as he takes a seat on the edge of your bed. As if he can sense your spiral into pessimism—he probably can, he’s known you for long enough—he laces his fingers with yours, the metal cool against your skin.

A beat of silence passes.

“Genji?” 

He hums, waiting for you to continue.

“I’m sorry.”

You don’t like him seeing you in such a state. Genji caresses the back of your hand with his thumb, seemingly lost in thought for a moment. It’s hard to discern what he’s thinking. He’s been keeping his mask on more frequently, just out of habit, but a part of you wishes you could just see his eyes on you one more time.

“I know you didn’t mean to ignore me,” he speaks up, turning his head in your direction. “But I have missed you. That’s why I came here.”

You manage a weak smile. “I missed you too.”

“Cassidy has been asking for you as well.” There’s an amused lilt in his voice. “He said it’s sad not having his favourite sharpshooter around.”

That gets a chuckle out of you. “His favourite sharpshooter?”

“Yes. And mine too.”

Heat rises to your cheeks at how easily he says it. The fact that he’s holding your hand isn’t helping much, either. Still, it amazes you how a simple two words can make you feel the lightest you’ve ever been. You missed this. You missed him.

“Don’t say it like that,” you mumble, flustered. “I’m trying to mope, Genji.”

“I am not allowing it.” He lets go of your hand and you’re already missing his touch, your bottom lips slightly jutting into a pout at his sudden movement. It doesn’t last long, though, now that he’s shifted his position so he’s laying his head on your lap. “And I was only telling the truth.”

“Shut up.” There’s no actual malice in your words. Even without your other hand coming down to cup the side of his face, you think he knows that very well too. “You can’t just come in here and get me all soft and mushy, you know. You’re so mean.”

“I am mean?” he retorts in mock offence. “I tell you that I miss you, but I am mean.”

“Yeah. The meanest.” You giggle, bringing his hand up to your lips to press a gentle kiss on it. With a pleased sigh, you feel your worries ebb away and let yourself sink into the comfort he brings you. “I’ll probably come back tomorrow. I’m feeling better anyway—”

“You will come see me first, yes?”

You playfully nudge his head away, avoiding his gaze again because somehow it’s like second nature for him to make you feel this way. Like you’re a blushing protagonist of a romance story. In a last ditch attempt to keep your cool, you clear your throat and say in the most deadpan tone you can muster.

“Actually, I think I’ll see Winston first.”

“You would prefer him over me?” You can practically hear him sulking. “And you say that I am mean.”

You find yourself smiling at how natural it feels to fall back into this kind of rhythm with him despite all your setbacks and isolation. It makes your heart swell in joy, being cared for and understood by someone like him. 

“Hey, get up,” you urge him gently. He does so without question, though he still tilts his head at you curiously. You scoot forward, finally leaving the mass of blankets to throw yourself in his arms, pressing a kiss to where his cheek would be. “I love you, Genji.”

He lets out a content sigh. “I love you too. You don’t have to push yourself so hard.”

You fall into a comfortable silence. In the embrace of the one you love, you’re slowly lulled to a peaceful slumber until he speaks up again, this time sounding genuinely concerned.

“But you will come see me first tomorrow, right?”

Your laughter is all he hears.

First Touch

Hazard x Gn/reader. SFW

Word count: 1.3k

I'm sorry I've been gone for weeks :( I've been touching on this every now and then and I still love Hazard and have many ideas. Work and school have been a big burden this month, but I've managed to finish this to a way I like it.

I hope you all like it ♥️ I have more planned

The party with the Phreaks was long, but felt quite short. There was alcohol but you had only taken a few sips. You still had to walk home after all.

The bustling laughter of Hazard, Jackdaw, and Boomslang was beginning to slow down. Touch-Up had discreetly begun gathering empty glasses and plates to place in the sink.

You were beginning to grow quite drowsy as well, but you really really didn't want to leave. You felt so at home with these people. Suzy was right when she told you it was like a family.

You didn't know how to "family" very well, but tonight felt really natural.

"Ey, Jackdaw, sit back yer face is 'bout to smack intae the table." Hazard smacked Jackdaw's shoulder lightly. They grobbled a laugh and swayed before Revel grabbed their shoulders and shoved their torso back against the chair.

"Actually, I miss my bed.." Jackdaw hummed, leaning their head to hang off the chair before gagging and jerking back up, "Oh nevermind I'm not doing that."

"I think Jackdaw needs their nappies." Boomslang laughed, taking one last swig of her drink. Jackdaw was too wasted to even respond to her, but their un-synced blinking was a good enough answer.

Revel sighed with amusement before standing up, "I'll get them some water and help them get to bed."

"Goodnight Jackdaw," You snickered, smiling at their own wobbly smile and lazy wave, "Are you going to come back out, Revel?"

"Nah, I think I've had enough socializing for the night." Revel helped Jackdaw to their feet.

"Well, Goodnight to you too, Revel." You said as he nodded at you, helping Jackdaw down the hallway.

"Are any of you getting tired, too?" Suzy asked.

"Only a bit." Boomslang responded.

"My usual sleep schedule has me going to bed in almost 2 hours." Touch-Up sighed, "I'll be the last one asleep, I think."

"Nah," Hazard yawned and leaned back to stretch, his shirt riding up just a bit- and oh fuck you were staring. You quickly looked away praying your face wasn't red. You hadn't noticed the glance Boomslang and Touch-up shared.

"I am," You sighed, "and I should leave before I get too tired."

"Eh? Yer leaving?" Hazard stopped stretching and looked at you.

You laughed gently, "Yeah, I have to go home."

"You don't- er, want t'spend the night?" Hazard cleared his throat.

Boomslang narrowed her eyes and looked at Touch-up, who had her brows raised. Hazard quickly glanced at them, trying to ask without speaking.

"Well I didn't exactly bring my toothbrush." You say, turning away to get out of the chair and hide your flushed cheeks.

'You're bad at this' Boomslang mouthed at Hazard, leaning back in her chair.

'Help me out here' Hazard mouthed back, glancing at you to see if you were still turned away before looking back at Boomslang. She only smirked in return, turning her gaze to Touch-up, who was no longer amused.

You turned back around once you had gathered your things. You barely saw Hazard snap his head back around to you, his face uncharacteristically you flushed. You suddenly felt very hot from awkwardness. A moment or two of silence left you and Hazard blinking at each other.

"Well! Me and Touch-up are gonna head to bed." Boomslang announced, resting her hand on Touch-up's shoulder.

"Wha-? I told you I don't go to be-"

"Yeah, she's really tired." Boomslang shushed her, turning her away by her shoulders. She leaned forward to whisper something in her ear. Touch-Up sighed begrudgingly before waving you goodnight and walking off.

"Goodnight you two! Have a safe walk home, Y/n." Boomslang said, following Touch-up.

You turned to Hazard before bursting out laughing. His face changed from quite worried to relieved.

"That was weird, why'd she do that?" You snorted, slinging your bag over your shoulder.

"I dunnae, Jackdaws shenanigans are rubbin' off on Boomslang."

You sighed, "Well, goodnight Haz, I had a lot of fun tonight."

"Wait," Hazard stopped you, standing from his chair. He cleared his throat, "Lemme, eh, walk ye home. It's nearly midnight."

"Really? You don't mind?"

"Nah, I like spendin' more time wi' ye." His voice became very gentle, and your face flushed deeply.

"It's cold out, and the walk is almost half an hour."

"I don't care, I want ye to get home safe." Hazard reassured you, making your heart thump in your chest.

Ugh, you were so head over heels. If you weren't standing in front of him you would have fallen to your knees.

He opened the door for you and walked beside you. At nearly midnight. In cold as fuck weather. The next 5 minutes were awkward and silent. You couldn't think of anything to say, and neither could Hazard.

"Why didn't you drink anything?" You suddenly spoke up. You turned your gaze from the sidewalk to look up at him.

"Oh, ah, I don't like it. Ma old man was an alcoholic... I like tae stay away from it." Hazard sighed softly.

Your brows furrowed, "I'm sorry."

"It's alright, I donnae mind telling you." He smiled at you, and you returned a smile of your own.

A couple more beats of silence. And then you- just- started speaking and you don't know where you got the confidence.

"I had a lot of fun tonight. I liked being with you all. I felt- I felt so at home. I felt so natural." Your throat began to tighten, and you took a deep breath to calm yourself. "I like being around you." You made eye contact with him again.

Hazard swallowed nervously, and you could barely see his flushed face in the dark. He was surprised, and very nervous. Gosh, what should he say? The more he remained silent the more you regretted speaking.

You felt the prickles and heat of embarrassment, despite that, the cold wind chilled your hands. "Hah- ah, I should have brought gloves." Attempting to change the subject, you looked away quickly and rubbed your hands together to warm them up.

Hazard laughed quietly before taking one of your hands in his, making you jerk your head at him. He intertwined his fingers with yours and looked you directly in the eyes.

"I like being aroond ye, too," He finally said, "I want to spend more time wi'ye. Just the two o' us. I was thinking.. maybe, uh, dinner?"

Your smile widened and Hazard laughed again. You nodded quickly and tightened your hold on his hand.

"I'd like that."

"Yeah?" Hazard looked like an excited puppy. "How 'bout tomorrow? I can pick ye up from work?"

"Well I'd like to go home first and make myself look nice."

"Oh! Right, well ah think ye look nice all the time but- I can pick ye up at 6 then? Or 7?" Hazard's excitement was amusing you to no end.

"7 is fine you big goof." You giggled.

The rest of the walk back to your house wasn't as quiet. The two of you talked about your job, about Hazard's next mission with the Phreaks, and even Maisie. You found it endearing how Hazard always found a way to mention his dog.

Soon enough, you reached your front door. You really didn't want to let go of his hand, but you knew he couldn't spend the night.

Slowly and gently, you untangle your fingers from his and stand in front of your door.

"Thank you for walking me home."

In yet another flash of confidence, you leaned up to kiss his cheek. Hazard froze for a moment, his hands nearly coming up to hold you. He was speechless for a moment.

"Wow, hah! Do ah git a kiss every time I walk ye home?" He exhaled.

Gosh, your cheeks were going to hurt with how much you were smiling.

"If you ask me on a date every time." You hummed, "Goodnight, Haz, I'll see you tomorrow."

You slipped inside the house, leaving Hazard to cheer silently and take a few deep breaths before walking back home.

Transformers Animated: human au! Look at these bois.

or more likely, my interpretation of their human selves.