Funny idea of reader just saying "I'm going to gnaw on you like a BONE if you keep flirting with me, big boy." Like imagine the reaction Hazard would have
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Hazard x Reader [REQUEST]
A/N: The way that i immediately RAN to my computer to write this because I JUST LOVE THIS LMAO?? Big ol thank you to you my dear anon for being my third ask!
You and Hazard were walking side by side through the quiet, dimly lit streets. He was doing his usual thing—flirting and throwing out ridiculous comments—but tonight, his charm wasn’t quite landing the same way.
“So, I’ve been thinkin’…” Hazard said with that smooth Scottish drawl of his. “If ye were a dessert, ye’d be a fine piece o’ cake. I’m talkin’ one o’ those fancy cakes, the kind wi’ gold flakes and everything.”
You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help a little smirk. Typical Hazard—no subtlety, no boundaries.
“Oh really?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. “What makes you think I’m a cake? You want to devour me or something?”
Hazard’s grin spread across his face. "Aye, sweet pea. Who wouldn’t want to sink their teeth into somethin’ as sweet as ye?”
You shook your head in disbelief but smiled, nonetheless. "Alright, enough of this cake talk. Keep flirting like that, and I swear, I’ll gnaw on you like a BONE.”
Hazard froze for a moment, blinking at you. He tilted his head, the usual confidence faltering for just a second as he processed your words.
“A bone?” He repeated, clearly trying not to burst out laughing. “So, ye want to sink yer teeth into me, aye? What kinda bone are we talkin’ about here? Like… a chicken wing, or…?”
You narrowed your eyes at him, deadpan. "Oh, I dunno, Hazard. Somethin’ big and meaty… maybe somethin’ you wouldn’t be able to get away from.”
Hazard dramatically clutched his chest, clearly in over-the-top mock horror. "Och, nae… please" he said, trying to keep his voice steady but failing miserably. "The thought o’ ye gnawin’ on me is almost too much for me heart to bear." He paused, then leaned in a bit, his face serious but the twinkle in his eyes betraying him. "I’m just so delicious, aren’t I?”
You couldn’t help but laugh, his over-the-top reaction only making you more entertained.
“You’re ridiculous” you said with a grin, trying to hide how much you were enjoying this. “But honestly, you can’t keep flirting like that without consequences.”
Hazard laughed heartily, clearly enjoying the game. “Oh, I’m all for consequences” he said, his voice a little too casual. But then, as if realizing what he’d just said, he cleared his throat, the smile on his face suddenly a bit more nervous. “I mean—ye know—if ye wanna bite me, I’d nae say no…”
You raised an eyebrow, not letting him off the hook. "Oh, you sure about that?" you teased. "Because I’m not sure you can handle it."
Hazard laughed again, a little louder this time, but you could see the blush creeping onto his cheeks. He tried to keep his usual swagger, but his attempt at hiding his flustered state was not very subtle. “Aye, I can handle it… I can handle anythin’ ye throw at me. Easily.”
But there was a slight waver in his voice that told you he was starting to lose the battle. His grin faltered, and he took a step back, pretending to compose himself, but his ears were definitely a shade redder than before.
“Aye, well… if ye do start bitin’, I reckon I’ll enjoy it more than I should” he added, trying to recover. “But don’t get too bite-y on me, eh? I’ve got a reputation to protect, ye ken?”
You smirked, enjoying the fact that you’d finally flustered him. “Reputation, huh? Well, I guess I’ll just have to find out if you’re as tough as you say, won’t I?”
Hazard’s confident swagger returned in full force, though there was still that faint blush coloring his cheeks. “Oh, I’m tough, alright” he said, grinning from ear to ear. “Ye won’t find anyone tougher than me.”
You couldn’t resist. “We’ll see about that” you teased, leaning in slightly, just to see how flustered you could make him.
For a moment, Hazard looked like he was about to burst into another round of laughter, but instead, he shifted uneasily on his feet. “Aye, alright, maybe ye’ve got me there” he said, scratching the back of his neck, his usual confident exterior faltering just a little more. “Ye know, I thought I could handle anythin’, but ye might just be… too much for me, sweet pea”
You laughed at his sudden bashfulness, the way he tried to remain tough but couldn't quite hide the fact that you’d gotten to him.
“Well” you said, taking a step back, “looks like you finally met your match, Haz.”
He paused for a moment, then, with a grin that was a mix of embarrassment and amusement, he held his hands up in mock surrender. “Alright, ye win this round, sweetheart. But don’t think for a second that I’m goin’ down without a fight.”
You chuckled, shaking your head. “I’m sure you won’t. But for now, just know… I’m keepin’ my teeth to myself.”
Hazard let out a small, defeated laugh, scratching his head. “Aye, well, thank God for that. I might have had to run if ye really started…”
Despite his words, he couldn’t hide the smile that tugged at his lips. Hazard might have gotten flustered, but that only made him more endearing, and you both knew it.
Poiché il soggetto in questione è una vera e propria leggenda nella Hall of Fame dei Transformer, la puntata di oggi è particolarmente molto lunga, per cui la suddividerò in più parti.
NOTA: Alcune immagini non sono mie, ma vengono dal sito DeviantArt. Articolo scritto da me, con l'approvazione di @jazzluca.
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PUNTATA 7: OPTIMUS PRIME, seconda parte.
Vento di cambiamenti
Esaurito l’argomento G1 – del quale ho preferito non dilungarmi troppo, inclusa la parentesi ‘Master – saltiamo direttamente nell’universo Biocombat/Beast Wars degli anni ‘90, nel quale i Transformer “classici” fanno un cameo a cavallo tra la seconda e terza stagione, e tra questi ritroviamo proprio Optimus Prime... inattivo, insieme a tutti gli altri Autobot e Decepticon, a bordo dell’Arca. In questo specifico caso, il capo dei Maximal Optimus Primal (suo discendente e semiomonimo) gli estrae dal petto la Matrice del Comando, dopo che questi e i suoi compagni hanno riparato i corpi dei loro antenati danneggiati dall’ennesimo machiavellico piano dell’astutissimo rivale Megatron – impedendogli così la completa cancellazione di quella linea temporale.
E, di nuovo, mi fermo qui, visto che Blackjack – come lo chiamavamo noi in Italia – è un personaggio a sé stante e condivide col Comandante Autobot solo la semi-omonimia, anche dopo la sua evoluzione in un corpo Transmetal 2 (e con che nome... Optimal Optimus!). Non ho, invece, moltissimi ricordi delle serie animate dei primi Duemila in cui Commander è il classico protagonista numero uno, ovvero Robot in Disguise 2001 e la Trilogia Unicron (2002-2005); eppure, se non fossero mai esistiti non avremmo poi avuto i film di Michael Bay, i cui robot hanno ereditato alcune caratteristiche fisiche... ma questa è un’altra storia.
Anche Derrick J. Wyatt, per il suo capolavoro Animated, ha preso spunto dal passato per costruire il profilo psicologico del “suo” Optimus Prime. Nasce così non il classico comandante veterano ed esperto come ormai siamo abituati, ma un vero e proprio erede spirituale del Beast Wars Optimus Primal: un povero ragazzo che si è ritrovato suo malgrado come capo di una squadra altrettanto scalmanata – un gigante buono ma impacciato, un ragazzino indisciplinato, un ninja poco loquace e un vecchio e burbero ufficiale medico. Inoltre, Optimus non è nemmeno un soldato, ma un ordinario manutentore di Ponti Spaziali col dolore di aver lasciato a morire l’amica/fidanzatina Elita One (diventata poi Blackarachnia) su un pianeta sconosciuto e l’umiliazione di essere sempre bullizzato da quell’arrogante Sentinel Prime fin dai tempi dell’accademia.
Esteticamente Optimus ha mantenuto l’aplomb di “eroe mascherato armato di ascia energetica” dall’iconografia classica, ma la novità assoluta che ha rivoluzionato l’aspetto del personaggio negli anni a venire è la scelta di rendere retrattile quella famosa maschera, immortalando l’abitudine di sfoggiarla solo durante i combattimenti – mentre in condizioni normali è sempre a volto scoperto. Sì, avete capito bene: prendendo spunto dall’Optimus di Cybertron, e prima di lui da Beast Wars Optimus Primal, Wyatt ha disegnato la sua versione del Comandante Autobot con un vero e proprio volto... una tradizione che continua ancora oggi nelle incarnazioni successive, salvo qualche sporadica eccezione. Altra grande rivoluzione arriva per quanto riguarda il nostro doppiaggio italiano, poiché proprio Animated ha cementato il ruolo di Marco “Batman” Balzarotti come voce di Optimus in serie animate e videogiochi futuri.
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A war that ravaged our planet until it was consumed by death, and the Cube was lost to the far reaches of space. We scattered across the galaxy, hoping to find it and rebuild our home. Searching every star, every world. And just when all hope seemed lost, message of a new discovery drew us to an unknown planet called… Earth. Transformers (2007) dir. Michael Bay
pairing - genji shimada x gn!reader
synopsis - general relationship headcanons
warning - none
✎ He often has his human arm around you. Since he only takes off his mask very little, he can't kiss you, instead he holds you close to him.
✎ If you are part of Overwatch or Blackwatch, he trains you to be sure of your skills and that you do not get hurt.
✎ When he was still fully human, he loved that you trace the scars on his body. He fell more and more in love with you each time. Now you can only trace the ones on his arm but he's still happy when you do.
✎ Like I said above, he doesn't often take off his mask, but when he does it's only when he's with you and he always gently kisses your lips.
✎ Zenyatta loves you very much and he is happy that you make his student happy.
✎ Cuddling with him isn't the most comfortable thing but you always find a way to make yourself comfortable and above all the most important thing is that you spend time together.
✎ Kiss his whole face telling him he's handsome when he takes off his mask and he'll be the happiest man in the world. He may even drop a tear or two.
✎ You hardly ever argue, the only times is when you put yourself in danger and as he was afraid for you he got angry.
✎ You were in a relationship with him when he was human except that after his fight with Hanzo you also thought he was dead so you cried a lot after that. When he returned to his cyborg form with only one arm and his head remaining human you were quite happy and shocked.
Ok ok, I was the one who just sent in the genji appreciation thingy and I have to request something but you can change it idc I love everything like I really do love everything and anything but pleasseee pleaaasee pre!fall genji with a female reader where he gets proposed to? like, like, flowers! romantic setting! just super corny, reader even got him a expensivs ring! but like, they don't know each other that well and reader just really really likes him even with his whole bad reputation aaaaaa BARK BARK ARF ARFF AWOOOOO
Holy shit this one took a while to come out, but here we are. I will get another one done this weekend if everything goes to plan- I will finish these requests, I promise you!
Thank you for requesting! Was a pleasure to write the soft boy!
Genji x Fem!Reader
Word count: 1061
Genji Shimada. The younger brother to Hanzo, a boy with no head, some would say. One could say he’s mischievous although fun, while one could say he’s immature, not suitable for leading or being within the Shimada Clan.
You, however, didn’t see that. You didn’t see the playboy everyone called him, you saw someone having fun, someone enjoying their life as best they can considering the circumstances he was under. He was a boy you had your eyes on ever since you first saw him. Sure, the looks played a part in it, but his personality and fun nature drew you in further. You were lucky to get close to him one night, hands brushing against each other and you swore a spark was felt.
Once he touched your hand, it was like a switch had been flicked. He practically dropped everything to get closer to you. There were no more drunken sex-crazed nights, no more playing around with other people. His focus was all on you.
From then on, you and the boy would meet more often, slowly turning it into a daily thing. You would talk for hours on end, getting to know each other better. Your favourite places to go were the coffee shop and the park, spending hours upon hours within each others bubble. You would sit for hours, talking and laughing and it wasn't long after the frequent meetings that you became official partners. It was an afternoon you were going to remember for years to come; the sweet and rowdy boy was timid, fumbling over his words.
He was nervous and rightfully so when he asked you. He wasn’t entirely sure you felt the same way, but when you had exclaimed a loud ‘yes’, his ears perked up and a smile filled his entire face. His arms enveloped you in a tight, yet gentle embrace, hands stroking the small of your back as his face nuzzled into the side of your neck.
From there on, date nights happened more frequently. Movie and takeout, Genji trying to beat you at any game whether that was in the arcade or at home, sometimes you’d just go for a simple walk around the parks, taking in the scenery. Genji would always look over at you, candid images of you saved within his memory, something he would always look back on. You were perfect for him.
Everything was perfect.
You would always shower him in love and affection. From the small things such as gentle touching, kisses on the cheek or forehead when he wasn’t paying much attention. You’d find little gifts that you thought he’d like whenever you were out shopping, small gadgets, fidget toys that he could keep in his pocket, to the latest game he was raving about.
He would thank you profusely, wondering what brought all this on. He had never felt this kind of love before, it was all new to him but he enjoyed it. Genji loved the affection, he loved the gifts, small and big and he felt as if he could never return that favour. Despite your protests, you never wanted anything in return and anything he did return was cherished just as much as he was.
But then things changed for awhile and he got concerned, you became somewhat distant, conversations shortened and he panicked. He thought things were going south, but what brought it on he couldn’t figure out.
Only when he came home from a family gathering did it all make sense.
The living room lights were dimmed, candles were lit and there was a bouquet of roses on the table. Beside the flowers was a small note, one that he hesitantly picked up. Did I miss our anniversary? Is this the calm before the storm?
The look on his face when you entered the room was enough to make anxiety rise. You saw the panic within his eyes, but that quickly diminished the moment he looked you up and down.
While wearing a more casual yet formal attire, you looked gorgeous. Genji felt his mouth open slightly as you approached him before his hands made their way to your hips, pulling you suddenly into a kiss.
Words were exchanged, ones of “I love you,” and “I need you,” passing between the pair of you as you seated on the sofa. Something is going on…
The ninja saw the hesitation, the way your cheeks flushed, eyes averting his and your hands staying behind your back. He was about to speak when you cut him off, hand holding his before sliding off the sofa, kneeling in front of him.
His eyes widened slightly before he realised what was going on. You could feel his hand shake in your grasp as you removed your other hand from behind your back, showing him the ring seated in the leather box. A small, yet expensive silver ring seated between the padding sparkled under the candlelight.
“Genji Shimada-” you smile, “will you be my husband?”
It’s like the temperature in the room heightened, a warmth spreading through both bodies before the ninja nodded his head, accepting the proposal.
Sliding the ring onto his finger, he admired the metal before he pulls you up from the ground, arms wrapped tight around you as the box falls to the floor. He was gentle, yet his kisses were rough, hands roaming your back as he pulls you even closer to his body. He wasn’t wasting anytime as he picked you up, almost throwing you back down onto the sofa.
Hands tangled in hair, both his and yours, kisses shared between lips, tongues playing and exploring. Soft gasps and whimpers filled the room, and and exploration of each others bodies ensued.
One night led to two, then to three… You and Genji were practically inseparable, more so now than ever; hands holding each others, fingers interlocking even within the warm weather of Hanamura. You didn’t want to leave his side, and he wasn’t ready to part from you either.
Despite his family’s objection, he didn’t care. He was all for getting married with you. A partner in crime, he would say, kissing your forehead to dispel any worries or concerns.
He was excited for what the future holds, and if it was anything like it was before, he was ready to love every single moment of it.
just some Gabe and Martina headcanons cause I just keep thinking about them.
they met during high school, they meet through a mutual friend that introduced them and Gabe fell in love instantly. Gabe liked to play the bad boy persona but when he was around her, he turned into a squishy mess.
Gabe immediately went into the army after high school but still kept in contact with Martina. she was his texting buddy, Gabe got more courage through the phone to ask her out and promised to take her somewhere nice when he was done with training.
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Genji/Reader no warnings!
You've learned it's not easy being Genji's partner.
First there's the whole Overwatch business - he's always busy, following odd hours for other timezones in order to be functional for missions, training to be at his sharpest, getting tune-ups and such from the doctor whenever something breaks (and things frequently break when you're a cyborg ninja trying to save the world). At least most of his teammates are nice to you, and you even got Lúcio's autograph to boot. Maybe next time you'll work up the courage to ask for Zarya's...
Then there's his teacher, Zenyatta. You feel like you're practically sharing Genji with him half the time, with how often they're together (though you bear it gracefully, knowing how much the monk means to him). He seems to like you well enough though, and has given the occasional word of encouragement when you aren't so certain about your relationship.
And then there's his brother.
Hanzo is, to put it frankly, pretty hard to read, and you don't actually see him too often, but the times he is around... you're not sure if he judges everyone the way he seems to be judging you, or if it's just a bad case of resting bitch face, but either way it's not the most comfortable of interactions. But you put on a smile since Genji's always around when Hanzo's around, as if perhaps he's a little worried about how Hanzo might act without him around. Or how you might act.
But the way he takes off his helmet as soon as you're alone with him, takes a deep breath and sighs in relief? That alone is worth all the trouble that comes with being his partner.
... Okay maybe it's about the kisses and the sex too. He is pretty damn good at those. They're certainly nothing to complain about, that's for certain. And there's also something to be said for the way he says your name, like he's treasuring every letter of it before it leaves his mouth. Plus those beautiful eyes, always changing colors, full of adoration when he thinks you aren't looking? Just perfect. Hard not to be absolutely smitten when he's such a gentleman at all the right moments, too.
Of course, you're smitten right now with his head in your lap, hands brushing through the short green locks whose color he maintains so meticulously. It's a wonder he can keep it so soft still with all that coloring...
Though he's half asleep it seems, he still opens his eyes when your petting pauses, bright green to match his hair looking up at you curiously. "Getting tired?"
"Hm? Oh, no. Just got lost in thought is all."
"I see. And what were you thinking about?"
You pause for a moment, then shrug a little. "Not much, really. Just about how things have been lately."
He tilts his head a little in return, closing his eyes as you return to your petting. "How do you feel about it?"
"Well... worried about Null Sector, and all the other things going on right now, but also... happy? To be with you, and knowing you and Overwatch are working hard to stop all the bad things."
A smile tugs at his mouth, a bit lopsided thanks to one of his scars, and it makes you smile a bit as well. "We are doing our best, I promise. I would spend more time with you were it not for those things..."
"I can be patient. Being a hero is hard work, I get it!"
This time Genji laughs quietly, reaching up without even opening his eyes to let his fingers graze over your cheek. You lean into the touch, sighing. Moments like these are too far apart; you have to savor every second that slips by.
"I hope it is not too much of a burden to bear."
"Of course not! I just wish I could do more for you." It can be a struggle having to sit on the sidelines while he's out there risking his neck to save people and stop Null Sector.
His fingers catch on your jaw and guide you into leaning down, close enough for an upside down kiss that you're happy to give him. Once you've had your fill you start to pull back, but his hand has you remaining close enough to feel his breath tickle your skin as he says, "This is more than enough, to have you by my side."
"Then I guess I'll just have to stay here."
Another soft kiss, and then you're free to straighten up this time, taking his hand in yours while the other returns to combing his hair. Genji has his eyes closed again, but he's smiling as he lies there and you're pretty sure he won't drift off as easily this time.
Not easy being his partner, sure. But these moments make every oddity and issue absolutely worth it.
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