ME3 Fan Ending (Animatic)
So, I tried my best with this one, I hope you enjoy it. sorry if its a little OOC. i love crow but he's a character I've not had much exposure to. its also not been massively proof read but either way I hope you all enjoy! (I've yet to add the links to the lore books but when its not 11pm I will!)
xoxo
A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
At first crow is a bit hesitant with affection. What if he did it wrong? What if he was too much? What if you realised you didn’t like him? This led to a rather frustrating lack of communication with crow hesitant to initiate affection and you pulling back slightly thinking his lack of affection was in response to being overwhelmed by your own actions. After it reaches its peak you both sit down and clear the air. Crow gets things off his chest and realises you more than welcome any affection he wants to give.
At first its secretive, shy. More cuddles and kisses when you’re both relaxing in your apartment. He’ll makes you tea or coffee on cold mornings before heading out, draw you baths when you get back covered in dirt, sweat and something he frankly daren’t ask about. His affection is soft and warm.
Eventually he’ll feel comfortable enough to show a little more affection outside your little slice of privacy. His Pinky will find yours, linking them as you listen to one of Osiris’s lectures, he’ll place a hand on the small of your back, thumb making soft soothing circles.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
His mind is in two sorts. One side shies away, best case scenario guardians would be polite, but he could see the slight contempt for him in their eyes, especially the hunters. The other side, the side desperate for connection with someone, anyone, wants to reach out to you. Its this side that wins when you and crow are paired up on a routine patrol in the dreaming city to some more dangerous areas infested with taken. When he isn’t treated to the usual harshness, the malicious and reluctant compliance with being paired with him, he relaxes a little. Glints incessant chatter in his ear about how nice you were and how he should ask to do something with you in the tower, or talk to you more, or even just smile at you a little more.
To his surprise after the patrol, you offer to take him out to the ramen joint and, after getting over his surprise, he agrees and it blossoms from there.
You’re both very close, attached at the hip and rarely going on missions and patrols without one another. He’s a very protective and considerate friend. Zavala, Osiris, and a few others had shown him forgiveness and understanding but none like you. You truly cared. He’s the first to speak up if he feels the vanguard are putting too much on you and taking advantage of your willingness to help.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
This touch starved man is desperate for anything he can get.
Crows first touch from a guardian was a female titan who had spotted him as he took his first steps into the world of guardians. She proceeded to snap his collar bone and crush his pelvis with a flaming hammer and left him to die there from internal haemorrhaging. After that he decided to cover his face and very rarely sought out the touch of other guardians.
Then came you.
he trusted you enough to sleep near you, let you touch him, knowing you wouldn’t hurt him. You would sit by the campfire, leant against one another, and slowly sink into a peaceful albite short slumber.
After you and crow get closer as friends and something more, you would both find solace in each other’s arms, whether it was after a particularly harrowing mission, loss of a friend or simply a bad day full of minor inconveniences.
After you start dating, he’s so cuddly. In your apartment, he’s all over you. Cooking? he’s there behind you, arms round your waist. Laundry? Same deal. In bed? You don’t need that weighted blanket anymore, you have an awoken male shaped pillow on top of you. He’s very fond of how your fingers gently trace the swirls of light on his face as he relaxes into you.
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
Crow knows the possibility of being able to settle down is slim to none. Theres always a new threat, a new enemy but he can dream.
This man can’t cook to save his life. He can make edible meals but cook something and make it taste good on purpose, not so much. He puts effort into other things though, always helping out with the chores when you’ve both got the time to do them. Being house proud tends to come second to being a guardian out in the field.
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
I honestly can’t see crow leaving you unless you did something heinous that he just can’t forgive. If he did it would be face to face after convincing from Osiris and saint or glint. When he does see you, you have to coax what he’s trying to say out of him because he’s just that nervous. And if you cry? That’ll just break him.
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
Crow is very quick to commit. As soon as he knows that you both have the same feelings for one another and that he can trust you, he will never stray from your side. Unlike Cayde who would promise to marry you when everything dies down, crow is the opposite. Nothing big or lavish and he’ll try his best to get a nice ring, but he would want everyone to know and to have that promise and commitment. A small ceremony consisting of very close friends, probably officiated by Mara, Zavala or Osiris takes place in the courtyard at dusk as the sun is setting.
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
Emotionally, crow is very aware. After years of picking up the subtle glares, veiled threats and reading between the lines crow is very in tuned to other people’s emotions, especially yours. He knows when your calm face remains so but your fists client and jaw sets that your moments away from punching the next annoyance that passes you, he notices the tiredness in your eyes no matter how hard you try to hide it and he always notices the glassiness in your gaze as you fight back tears. And he always knows how to help. A calming hand, a warm embrace, a hot drink, and a blanket. He’ll never dismiss your feelings.
Physically, crow is equally as gentle. Uldrens hands were tools of death, Deaths of many and he wants to be anything but that. When touching you he’s always gentle, he treats you with reverences, like you’re the most precious thing he’s held and to him its true.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
This is pretty much covered in the cuddles section. At first, he was a little adverse to touch but after you hug him out of sheer relief he was addicted and realised what he had been missing out.
Crows’ coms had gone down mid mission while the pair of you had been separated during a high-risk mission. No matter what you had tried you couldn’t establish a connection. You reach the exfil point and…. nothing. he wasn’t there. You waited and just as you were about to go and look for him, he emerges looking worse for wear, armour muddied, cloak torn a little at the edges and panting. You didn’t give it a second thought you surge forward, wrapping your arms around him, telling him how worried you were. He freezes but with a little encouragement from glint he relaxes and returns the hug.
Crows’ hugs are gentle but firm, holding you close as he buries his face into your hair or the side of your neck. Nine times out of ten you will have to be the one to end the hug or you’ll be there a long time.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
Crow would be the first to say it. Hed take you somewhere scenic, you’d have been dancing round one another’s feeling for a while. He’s a fumbling mess, what you didn’t see was the 15-minute prep talk he got from glint. When he does say it, it’s quiet, he’s holding your hands as he finally says the words. His eyes watching you closely waiting for the rejection or the horror that…never comes. When you return the little 3 words, he’s letting out a breath he’s been holding far too long.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
He gets jealous, not a lot but he does. He likes having your attention. You’re attentive, caring, and sweet, of course he wants to be the one you focus on. He totally doesn’t move your favourite plushie across the room because you cuddled it instead of him that night…. doesn’t matter that he got home after you’d fallen asleep, it should have been him. He never voices these things because he knows its unreasonable and this manifests as frustration and frequent berating of himself. When you notice his change in behaviour and ask him, he comes clean about his feelings, he explains how he feels bad about it and is surprised when you comfort him and explain that a little jealousy is normal and okay, as long as he doesn’t let it get out of hand.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
Crow’s kisses are soft and unhurried. He likes to make the most of every single one. He’s a tad inexperienced, before he got Uldrens memories, he had never kissed another, steering away from taking off his mask. And Uldren wasn’t exactly a magnet for physical affection, so crow hasn’t had much practice. Much to his delight, you’re quick to rectify this.
Crow will kiss you everywhere but he’s particularly fond of your wrists, forehead, and nape of your neck when spooning.
Crow adores any kisses you give him, be it lips, cheeks or anywhere else. He won’t admit that he’s very fond of when you kiss a particular spot just under his jaw line that makes him melt.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
Crow has a surprising amount of experience with children. Uldren would tell stories to eliksni children, even putting voices on, earning him delighted laughter. Crow misses this, he often tells glit about the times he would tell exciting tales to the children and when Eido suggests him coming to tell the children stories again one day., well…how could he turn down an offer like that, and of course you got an invite.
When he’s with the children, sat cross legged on the floor as the many eyes watch him with an alarming amount of attention, its like a new side of him peaks out, a soft and confident demeanour as he does all the sound effects and voices for the young ones who cant supress their giggles. Occasionally your eyes will meet as he tells the tales, and you don’t mis the faint blush that dusts his cheeks.
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
Mornings are slow and warm and cosy. Wrapped in the blankets and one another’s embrace. Words are hushed and murmured, quiet giggles and soft smiles as you each fight one another to prevent each other from leaving the warmth of the covers. When you eventually climb out of the bed, crow is making coffee while you cook breakfast before you leave onto perform whatever task the day holds. On occasion alarms will get slumber leading to panicked rushing and mad dashing around the room to get dressed. Once crow face planted the floor trying to put on socks and you laughed so hard you forgot you were late and got a very stern talking to from Zavala and had to put up with crows pouting all day.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
Nights are spent wrapped up on the sofa. If you’ve been busy on patrols and missions, then its take out and drinks at home. Glint loves these nights, bouncing between the pair of you and your own ghost as you sit and chat. On nights when the pair of you have a little more energy, walks in the tower and trips to the few restaurants in the last city, trying new food and experiences. Crow loves the long nights sat up talking, its quiet and no one has any expectations of either of you, allowing the pair of you to just be.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
Crow knows you likely know his past. Its no secret, most everyone in the tower knew, no doubt at the beginning of your friendship people warned you about him, sent you the same glares, the same spiteful words. Despite this you stick by him, and he finds himself slowly opening up to you. Small stories from Uldrens childhood, moments in the dreaming city, his experiences after being ressed and fears for the future are shared over drinks in the night.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
While crow is a fairly patient guardian, he can be a little brash. Naïve and eager to fight the fight against darkness sometimes he needs to be heled back and reminded of the risks before charging in headfirst. This is even more so if its you the vanguard are discussing throwing into the fight. If you’re sent on a solo mission, he’s pacing the tower until you’re back, until he knows you’re safe. Like Cayde, he has your armour, weapons and ship committed to memory in case the worst happens and he has to go out and find you.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
You are everything to this guardian and he’s going to try and commit everything to memory. Your favourite food, drinks, how you like your tea and coffee, your routines, birthday, anniversary. Everything he can remember he does, anything he’s worried about forgetting, well, glint is more than happy to help.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
When you and crow began to grow closer together as friends, he starts to notice…peculiar things. His heart racing when you’re near, sweaty palms, nervousness. After multiples talks with Osiris, saint and glint he decides maybe he should talk to you. He invites you on a trip to the dreaming city on the promise of showing you his favourite part of the dreaming city’s gardens. That area is, thankfully, devoid of taken or scorn. You both sit in the soft grass surrounded by plants of all colours and the amethyst hue of the surrounding rock formations. He shares some of his most treasured memories until a nudge from glint who gave him an eager whisper about how he’s stalling. Eventually through awkward fumbled words and a new hue of blue/purple on his cheeks which you eventually figure out is him blushing, he confesses his feeling to you. And much to his delight, you reciprocate them.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
Very protective. Crow has lost far too much, risked far too much to lose you. Crow would go on every mission he could with you and if he couldn’t, you can bet he’ll be on coms with you the whole time. Crow would have your 6 no matter what, god help anything that tries to take you from him.
Crow won’t admit it but he loves when you defend him against the lessening but still there harsh words of guardians who refuse to trust he is no longer Uldren. Seeing you reprimand them, scolding them with words about how caring and sweet and strong he was and how they were wrong for judging him based on a life he now had no control over. He thinks he’s slick and that you don’t know he likes it, not realising the dumb grin on his face afterwards gives everything away.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
He tries, bless him. But he’s not the most experienced with courting. Dates are private affairs rather than big grand gestures. Maybe he got glint to find a recipe to cook your favourite meal ready for you when you get home, picnics somewhere not infested with fallen, cabal or hive and grabbing a meal at a small restaurant. Glint is always eager to help and offering well-meaning but questionable suggestions.
Everyday tasks, he’s making you tea, running your baths, this man will do anything for you if it makes you smile no matter how boring or laborious.
Gifts include anything from a little something you spotted in the bazar but decided not to buy because your saving glimmer to a new titan mark/warlock bond/ hunter cloak specialised just for you.
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
Crow is incredibly self-sacrificing and at times self-deprecating. Deep down he still holds himself accountable for Uldrens actions. To repent for his actions, he throws himself into risky missions sometime with little regard for his wellbeing. When he’s feeling the effects of nightmares, intrusive thoughts, and the horrors of Uldrens past he pulls away from everyone, choosing solitude rather than expressing to the people close and that care for him that he needs help and he’s struggling.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
After being freed from spider’s grasp Osiris gifted him a cloak made by Eva Lavante which quickly becomes one of his treasured possessions which he, almost excessively, makes sure is clean and pristine. He detests being dirty after missions and patrols so regularly showers and when he comes out of the shower smelling of your body wash and shampoo you can’t help but chuckle, his embarrassed mumbles of “it just smells nice” reaching your ears. You make sure to buy plenty of that brand from then on.
He takes care of his own hair, shaving it shorter on the side himself, very carefully with a mirror. He’s very surprised one evening when you approach him and offer to cut it for him. He eyes you suspiciously and on the promise that you won’t cut it too short or make him bald, he hands you the clippers. Soon it’s a regular thing that he lets you help take care of his hair.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
You are crows’ sanctuary. A place away from the nightmares, haunting memories, and fear. Somewhere warm, safe, and calming. You keep him grounded, from running headfirst into trouble. He hasn’t felt whole in a long time, especially after getting back his memories as Uldren but with your help, he slowly feels like he’s reclaiming his image, his life, and his future.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
Glint ADORES you. I mean adores you. The second glint saw you treating crow as crow and not Uldren, he thought you were brilliant. crow wasn’t amazing at selfcare so seeing you look after his guardian kept glint buzzing. Glint regularly finds place on your shoulder or lap when you’re relaxing with crow and crow thanks you when on rare occasion glints chatting gets a bit much and you take the chatter box into the next room, talk of ‘the headless ones’’ drifting through the wall, reaching crows ears, and making him chuckle.
One mission crow returns tired and worn out. While he’s asleep you notice that there’s a clear rip in his beloved cloak that’s left resting on the chair. When he wakes up to see you, needle in hand, occasionally cursing as the needle pricks your finger. He’s surprised to see you diligently sewing his cloak as glint whispers hushed encouragements. That’s when crow knew. That’s when he knew he picked the right person.
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
People who refuse to see him as crow and only see Uldren. He understands to a degree how hard it can be but when people throw Caydes death in his face over and over and over, it grates.
Crow wouldn’t like a partner who didn’t like glint, glints always been encouraging and sweet as well as protective of crow and it works the other way to. If you don’t get on with glint or glint doesn’t like you, it’s going to be a hard time getting any closer than friends.
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
This guy barely slept. He would take 2-to-3-hour long power naps at best when you first get to know him. Sat in the hanger, hidden amongst the crates cloak acting as a blanket. Leant against you as you read on the sofa, one of your hands in his hair putting him to sleep in seconds.
When you two begin sleeping in the same bed together, he’s worried about keeping you up, with nightmares, restless sleep and late nights but when you both lay in bed, his head on your chest and hand in his hair he melts. And for the first time since being resurrected he has a full night’s sleep, no nightmares, no waking up only hours later, no thrashing in his sleep, just blissful rest.
| McCree | Hanzo | Genji |
This man was ecstatic when you said yes. The person of his dreams was actually his lover? He couldn’t get enough of you! He loved hearing your voice; it was music to his ears.
He would always pull you into bear hugs; walking up behind you and wrapping his arms around you. He would rest his chin on top of your head, his arms dangling off your shoulders as he playfully slumped against you.
He loved everything about you — even the tiniest imperfections that you adorned. You were amazing just the way you are and he would never want that to change.
Jesse loved taking you out places; whether it be a local diner, to the beach or a stroll around the base. Being with you always made him happy. He didn’t care where you went, just as long as you were side by side he would be thrilled.
His nicknames for you came in a plethora; darling, honeybee, sweetheart just to name a few. He loved the blush that would flare up on your cheeks whenever he would whisper the endearment terms into your ears, you looked so adorable and he just couldn’t help but tease you along with it.
Pulling you into a sudden dance when you both were alone was his favorite; playing older songs in the background, his hands around your waist as you both swayed side to side, enjoying the moment.
He couldn’t get enough of you. He loved glancing your way whenever you passed by, down the hall. He loved throwing winks your way and flustering you while out on a mission. He especially loved watching you train in the gym, your skin glistening under the artificial lighting.
When you first asked him to be your lover, he was taken aback. Was he truly worthy of your love and affection? Had he deserved everything you gave him? He had his doubts, but your loving words filled him with joy — making his heart flutter in delight.
He couldn’t name a single thing about you that he disliked — aside from your teasing whenever his face light up in a fiery blush. He would sputter words out, looking away from you to keep his composure, but utterly failing as his hands raised to hide himself from your wandering eyes.
He wasn’t the biggest fan of PDA, but when you came home from a rather long mission, he couldn’t help himself but to run up to you and tightly embrace you. He wished how much he missed you into your ear, planting a kiss to your temple — temporary for when you go behind closed doors.
He enjoyed drinking tea with you; showing you his favorites and trying others as you both chatted about minuscule things. Hearing about your day was something he loved, even though you said it was nothing special. When your face lit up as you told a story, a smile of his own broke out on his lips.
He always thrived to show you how to use a bow and arrow, so when you first asked he was filled with joy; telling you that you had the potential to be an amazing archer. When you grew frustrated with yourself, he would always be there to reassure you. He would tell you stories of his childhood and his training with archery, telling you the hardships he endured to be where he currently is with skill.
He loved holding you close, his arms wrapped around you as you both basked in each other’s company. He enjoyed the silence that accompanied these times, telling you that the more time he spent beside you, the more he fell in love.
He was respectful with your personal space, as you were to his. He would always ask permission before embracing you, as to make sure you were comfortable, but sometimes he couldn’t help himself. He would hug you and give you gentle kisses, some with and without reason; “I happened to feel like it.”
He was self-conscious over his body and scars; what did you see in him? He was almost entirely metal and his complexion was covered in scars. Why would you want to be with him? He was extremely hesitant at first, wondering if your longing was filled by pity — but after spending time with you and having heart-to-heart conversations with him, he finally understood.
His eyes were always transparent when around you; he never felt the need to act as if nothing was wrong. He trusted you with all his being and his meditation sessions with Zenyatta were a definite help.
Genji always provided wisdom for you whenever you became stressed, quoting the words his teacher used when the tension built up within himself. He did his best to help you, offering to massage your shoulders when the muscles grew tight.
Sparring with you was one of his favorites; he loved being able to see what you were capable of. Whenever you kicked his ass, he always had a smile on his face, telling you how amazing you had become since when you first joined Overwatch.
He would always come up from behind you and pick you up, caring you in his arms whenever he felt the overwhelming need to show you his love; he couldn’t help himself, he just loved the sounds you would make in protest. Of course, it was never while you were in mid conversation, just when you were aimlessly wandering the base, waiting for your mission departure. He needed time alone with you before you left and vise versa.
He invited you to meditate with him, which you would always take the offer. Stress from missions built up, so being able to cleanse yourself and be at peace — even if it was just for a moment — was enough.
He always wanted to protect you, either while out on a mission or just simply laying in bed beside each other. You were his everything and he couldn’t live with himself if something were to happen to you. Genji knew you could take care of yourself, but he just needed the extra precaution.
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Masterlist
Second chapter for my “First Kisses” series, this time it’s Genji! 90% was written in 2017 and I just sucked it up and finished it now. I hope people will enjoy :) The chapter is also posted on AO3 under “First Kisses” By EndlessEarlGrey
Genji Shimada had an experience not many could say they had the privilege to receive. He had the chance to give a first kiss to his loved one twice in his lifetime.
He first met them when he was younger; those days of vibrant green hair and boyish, coy smiles. Tucked away in a corner of his club in downtown Hanamura, Genji spotted them by chance. They caught his eye as he surfaced from placing a peck on his companion’s cheek. He wasn’t sure why they stood out from everyone else in the crowd. Perhaps it was some good fortune, that the raving spotlights converged for a split second on their figure the second he looked up. Maybe it was the fact that the crowds parted in that split moment, creating a window for a clear view of them. Perhaps… It was just pure serendipity.
If the Gods were sending him a sign, it was well received.
Continua a leggere
Another kiss meme req on behalf of my husband - #3 a kiss goodbye for Colonel from Cayde please
"We've been through a lot together, you and me," Cayde says. "The Red War... I remember the Farm. When spirits were low, there you were, always ready to offer some comfort. When things got bleak... you were just fearless. Ready to get on with life. Absolute inspiration." He sighs, thinking back to those days. The Vanguard, all of them, hiding out in the EDZ. They'd been lost without the Light. It really put things in perspective, realising that this must be how the Lightless must feel all the time – helpless, mortal... and still fighting despite it. Going from near-immortal with what amounts to magic powers, to realising that if you die this time... that's it. Game over. Gone bust. Well, at least he's had practice with it this time. He ain't planning on finding out what happens if he dies again. No Sundance to bring him back. Maybe he'll just dissolve into the ambient Light of the pale heart. Maybe he'll be reunited with his girl. Maybe he'll just end up screaming along with the Traveller as the Witness tears it apart. Maybe nothing will happen at all. He turns his attention back to the matter at hand. "And when we retook the City... you were so brave. You didn't have to fight with us. Could have stayed safe at the Farm. But there you were right next to us. I'll never forget it." Adrenaline driving out fear, pushing his body to limits that he hadn't realised existed. And that final glorious rush of Light, like the first breath after resurrection... Is it selfish to be glad it returned when so many people had died? Good people... people who only ever had one life and wouldn't get another chance. Guardians who didn't live long enough to see it return. "I was selfish, I think, when I went to the Prison," he admits, hoping for understanding. "Being cooped up for years wasn't an excuse. Andal would... Andal would get it. And then tear me to shreds for being a dumbass and throwing my life away." Andal had always dealt with things better than he had. Cayde almost wishes he was here now. He doesn't – no-one should be here facing what they are. The end of... of everything... "I don't know what's gonna happen. Big fight coming up. Higher stakes than anything we've faced. No pressure or anything," he adds. "I don't know how its gonna pan out. If we lose... we lose everything, and if we win... I don't know. I don't know if I'll be coming back either way. But I wanted to make sure I didn't make the same mistake this time." He's not gonna bank on surviving and leave without saying anything. Not this time. "So that's why I'm here." The chicken in his lap clucks in confusion. He isn't actually sure if chickens can sound anything but confused honestly. He leans down to kiss the top of the Colonel's feathery head. "You be good for Saint, okay? Keep the New Lights in line. Ikora and Zavala are gonna be counting on you." The Colonel ruffles her feathers and snuggles down in his lap more comfortably and then... yep, she's fallen asleep. "Y'know, you're gonna make me late. I don't think I'm allowed to be late to the potential end of... everything." The Colonel, being a chicken with little concept of existence, let alone the end of it, makes a peeping noise as she sleeps, and otherwise does not respond.
mini caydes
Were we different?
THERE’S STILL A LOT OF WORK AHEAD.
Arcee’s vehicle mode.
Since Hanzo was reunited with his brother, he has become way more comfortable with being casual almost by force
his exposure to memes and by extension, improper english, has been increased by tenfold
his pronunciation was always clear and consistent, even with his accent
but that’s all but gone because of Cole’s southern slang and Genji picking up random words and phrases from the internet
he was talking to Sojourn about an upcoming scouting mission and he ended up slurring one of his words
he cried about it for an hour/hj
he switches from the most productive man in the universe, to the most sleepy and nonchalant
he’d get all of his work done in two hours and then take an old man nap at 3 pm
i personally hc him having autism and stimming is a really big thing for him
he definitely has a few textured stickers on the back of his phone case
whenever he’s annoyed or anxious he starts to subconsciously scratch at his arms
not anything serious, and from the outside it would just look like he’s extremely itchy
cat boy
he used to be really good at video games but he doesn’t have time for them anymore
sometimes he gets extreme zoomies and that combined with his agility is very scary
will take a nap in the most precarious of places
he faked falling off a railing once
he scared hanzo really badly so he doesn’t do pranks like that anymore
he never liked lightning when he was young
now he has an even bigger reason to dislike it
he has both of his old scarves
he gave one to you for when he goes on long missions
i hc him to have adhd
adhd paralysis is definitely a thing and it’s hard for him to break out of certain loops like opening and closing doors or shifting weight
he’ll get especially stuck if the item makes an interesting yet repetitive noise
he’s usually able to break himself out of the loop though
also this man will just stare into people’s souls
especially when he has his mask on
he’ll be zoning out and forgetting that other people exist
its extremely menacing when he has his mask on because there’s no facial expression to gauge
it’s just him, completely still, staring at everyone
and when he’s completely out, not even yelling his name will get him out of it (at least not immediately)
//I wish I had followers but oh well, gotta start somewhere//
- Is usually busy but makes up for his time away with sweet gifts and souveniers from his missions
- isn’t too big on PDA
- He doesn’t show it but it’s pretty easy to get him riled up or bothered (wink wonk) ;)
- Gets self conscious sometimes because of his age
- This worsens when with you in public, poor guy
- Lowkey super sweet
- Likes to give soft little kisses all over your face and arms
- His favourite place to kiss is your forehead because of his height
- This man adores you in his jacket even if he pretends to be annoyed that you stole it
- Isn’t the best at nicknames
- uses generic ones like babe, sweety, honey if your married
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