Of All The Pieces I’ve Seen In The Cayde Pics Vol. 2 Lineup By @plastic-bridge, This One Is Definitely

could I ask for some Hazard relationship headcannons?

I got you pookie and thank you for being one of my first request!

How it would be like to be in a relationship with Hazard aka Findlay Docherty

- Endless Banter

Your relationship is built on teasing and banter. Hazard has a sharp tongue and a dry sense of humor, and he loves when you can keep up with his witty remarks. It’s a constant back-and-forth that keeps things lively and boy does this make him feel like he’s on cloud 9.

- Late-Night Conversations

Hazard tends to be a bit of a night owl, and some of your most heartfelt conversations happen in the dead of night. These moments reveal the layers beneath his tough exterior, where he shares his fears, hopes, and vulnerabilities.

- Partner-in-Crime Energy

He loves having you by his side, especially in situations that require quick thinking and a bit of rebellion. Hazard trusts you to have his back no matter what, and he makes sure you know he’s always got yours.

- Signature Outfit Pieces

You’ll often find yourself "borrowing" his jackets, hoodies, sweatpants and accessories because they’re not only comfy but they just look right on you. Hazard secretly loves seeing you wear them. He never asks for them back, either.

- Small but Meaningful Displays of Jealousy

Hazard doesn’t get outwardly jealous often, but when he does, oh boy, it’s subtle but still intimidating. He might casually drape an arm over your shoulder or drop a sarcastic comment that leaves others wondering if he’s serious or if he’s about to make the other person see god.

- Music is His Love Language

I think we all saw this coming, As a punk himself Hazard loves metal music and often makes a little playlist for you to listen to them with him. He won’t admit it outright, but the lyrics often hint at his feelings.

- Loyalty

Once Hazard commits to you, he’s all in. He’s fiercely loyal and won’t tolerate anyone disrespecting you. He makes you feel like the most important person in the world.

- Surprising Softness

Despite his tough exterior, Hazard has a soft spot just for you. He’ll let his guard down when you’re alone, resting his head on your shoulder or wrapping you in a rare, tight embrace. These moments are like gold. EXTRA bonus points if his head is on your lap while you play with his hair.

- Tattoo Talk

Hazard loves explaining the meaning behind his tattoos (if he trusts you enough), and he’s always asking if you’d ever get one yourself. If you already have tattoos, (he is barking internally) he’s constantly fascinated by their stories and significance.

- PDA in His Own Way

Hazard isn’t overly showy with affection, but he’ll hold your hand, rest his arm on your shoulder, or keep you close in a crowd. It’s subtle, but anyone who sees you together knows you’re his.

- He Loves Your Style

No matter how you dress or present yourself, Hazard notices the small details. He’ll compliment your look in his own blunt way, like “Yer lookin' pure badass today” or “That's dangerously cute, so dinnae go distractin' me, awright?”

venom, what's your favourite thing about Eddie?

Venom:  “And also he lets us watch the television while he’s sleeping.”

I love the 2 cayde fics you've done. That exo dosnt get enough love. All I ask is a fic with some angst and a dramatic confession the exo himself. Do as you will with the rest and keep up the amazing writing 😊

I’ve been waiting for this one y’all. Tysm anon!!

Epiphany

Cayde-6 x Reader

TW: Canon typical violence, near death experience.

“Take me with you.”

He’d always said it as a joke. Well, not exactly.

If somebody had taken him up on the offer, he would’ve gone in a heartbeat. But nobody did.

And then, you.

You, whose so dangerously like him.

You with the attitude that Zavala calls recklessness.

Cayde prefers fearlessness.

It’s what he loves about you. Not that he’d ever say that. Not aloud.

The sun is setting rapidly on the Tower as you enter the Hall of Guardians, the last beams of sunlight landing on Cayde.

Cayde, the man the plagues your every thought.

Cayde, the only reason you’re ever excited to come back to the tower.

He looks up as he hears you walk in, the usual slouch he carries disappearing as his eyes fall on you. He straightens his back out, rolling his shoulders out to accentuate his height as much as he can.

Ikora stifles a laugh.

He does it every time you walk in, like clockwork. He looks casual enough, sounds it too. But the second he sees you, a small part of him turns into a nervous wreck.

“Hey, Y/N.”

One of the many things he’s done to make you fall for him. He calls you by your name. Not Guardian, the same title given to every work mule in this tower.

No, to him?

You’re a person.

“Six.” As you greet him your voice is breathier than you meant it to be.

He notices.

He doesn’t say anything, though.

You catch him up on your latest job quickly. It was a boring one, and he’s tired of listening to it about a minute in.

Although, you have a nice voice.

He doesn’t dwell on that too long.

As you finish up and go to leave you wait for a second, already knowing what he’ll say.

He shifts, leaning in closer, his voice just a whisper as he brushes the side of your face.

You’ve been planning for this.

“Hey, take me with you.”

He’ll regret that later.

But right now, as a smirk finds it’s way onto your lips, as your hands slide past eachothers and you slip a note into his hands.

Needless to say, regret is the last thing he’s feeling.

Even more so when he opens up the slip of paper and reads what’s inside.

Meet me at the hangar when you’re done with work.

Cayde looks up, letting his eyes trail you as you walk away.

He’s got quite a bit of work left to do.

Nevertheless, he decides he’s done after five minutes. Wasting the night on paperwork isn’t exactly something Cayde’s willing to do.

Zavala eyes him suspiciously as he walks away hurriedly. He caught the interaction between you. Knowing the both of you, he assumes your plan can’t be anything he’d approve of.

Ikora just smiles.

Cayde’s an adult and so are you. Even if you don’t always act like it.

Besides, the tower can get boring. You two flirting tends to be a source of entertainment for her.

It feels like your stomach flips inside your body as you see Cayde walk into the hangar. You’re not quite sure what you expected.

You’d hoped he would come. Hell, it’d be unlike him not to.

But still, worry crept in. Made you wonder if he never saw you the way you see him.

Although, it’s not like this is a date.

Not officially, at least.

“Hey.” Cayde’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts, and you look up at him as he steps in front of you, close enough that your chests nearly brush.

“What’s the plan, doll?” He’s made a habit of calling you those kinds of names.

He just likes to see you blush when he does.

“Nothing too special, just thought you might wanna get out of here for a while.” You step to the side as you talk, watching Cayde’s eyes light up as he sees the speeders waiting behind you.

You grin, not letting yourself stare at him too long.

“Where we gonna go?” You ask him, trying not to let your eyes betray the nature of your feelings towards him as he turns to you.

“EDZ?” He asks. The conversation is simple.

Comfortable.

Sweet.

The kind of thing that makes you want to spend the rest of your nights doing just this.

You nod, going to walk past him before he catches your hand in his.

You turn around, inhaling sharply as he holds onto you.

“Thank you.” His voice is low and earnest, a tone you don’t think you’ve ever seen him use with anybody else.

It’s just for you.

This side of him that doesn’t feel the need to crack a joke every other second just to fill the silence.

The side of him that knows he can be comfortable with you.

“We both need it.” You answer simply.

He nods slowly, searching for the right words to say in reply.

They’re sitting right in front of him.

Three words. Three, simple, little, words.

“Damn right we do.” There he goes again.

He’s wanted to say them.

Hell, he’s tried to.

But it’s like he chokes on his own feelings whenever he does.

It’s too much, and this feels too good to risk ruining it.

Being a Guardian isn’t a life full of joys. And being a vanguard?

There’s even less.

You’re his best one.

He’s not gonna put that on the line.

The ship ride down is quick, and on the speeders, you’re even faster.

You zip through a maze of pine trees, dodging boulders and fallen logs. The only sound you can hear is the wind flying past your ears, and Cayde’s laughter.

And taunts.

And, of course, flirtation.

“How about if I win, I take you out for dinner?” He offers, shouting so that you can hear him.

In reality, you’d like nothing more.

You pretend otherwise for reasons you’re not even sure you completely understand.

“We’re racing?” You ask, laughter bubbling up in your voice.

He rolls his eyes as if you should’ve known this already.

“Sweetheart, it’s always a race.” His voice reaches your ears, and you can’t help but feel like this is heaven.

The wind in your hair, the freedom you feel, and him.

It’s always been him.

It’s like you’re not even on the ground anymore. So much so that when you enter a dark zone, you don’t even notice.

And when fallen begin trailing you two?

You don’t notice that either.

Eventually you come to a stop, climbing off your speeders breathlessly.

“How was that for getting out of the tower?” You ask, leaning against a tree.

Cayde can’t pay attention to a word you’re saying.

Your wind whipped hair falls to frame your face in waves. The playful little smirk on your lips that he’s grown to love so much.

Everything about you renders him speechless.

“Cayde?” You question his uncharacteristic silence.

“I lo-“ Those fated words almost leave him when the attack begins.

Fallen swarm you suddenly, coming in from every side.

It’s a dogfight, and one neither of you are even close to prepared for.

Everything turns into a painful haze after a bullet is lodged into your ribs, even more so when you realize your ghost can’t help you right now.

So much so that as the gunfire ceases, and as Cayde drags you out of the area, you can hardly tell what’s happening.

Maybe it’s fear.

Although, if you were thinking clearly, you would know it’s probably blood-loss.

Suddenly your ghost is flying around you, healing up the wounds you’ve sustained.

“Y/N? Y/N?!” Cayde’s voice is laced with panic as he tries to get you to respond to him.

You attempt to sit up, only making yourself dizzy in the process and falling back.

Cayde catches you quickly, helping you to sit up.

“I’m fine…I’m fine.” You groan, rubbing your ribs. Your ghost might have healed you, but it’s still sore as all hell.

“You almost died!” He responds, more worried than he would be in any other circumstance. Risk is part of your lives, he knows that.

But when it comes to you? All objectivity is lost.

“Cayde, I almost die everyday. It’s basically my job.” You try to joke, even though you know Cayde’s probably not in the mood for it.

He sighs, looking away, trying to find his reason.

He can’t.

Because the only thing coursing through his mind is that this is his fault.

The only reason you were out here is because he wanted to get out of the tower.

You did this for him, and you almost died.

He almost lost you.

“If I hadn’t-“ You cut him off before he can finish.

“Cayde, this isn’t anybodies fault, so don’t go blaming yourself.” He sighs, running a hand over his face.

You’re right, he knows that.

Still, it scared the shit out of him.

“It doesn’t matter, Y/N!” He doesn’t mean to shout, he just…he doesn’t know how to feel.

“We’re out here because of me. And because we were out here and because we were distracted you got hurt.”

You’re starting to get confused. Why the hell is he taking this so hard?

“It’s really not a big deal, it happens. What’s going on with you?” You ask, standing up as he does too.

“It wouldn’t be a big deal if it weren’t you.” His voice slowly trails off to a whisper as he responds.

Oh.

Oh.

So that’s what this is about.

“Cayde…” You begin, knowing exactly what that meant. He cuts you off before you can finish.

“No- I…let’s just head home, okay?”

You roll your eyes. You’re honestly shocked he hasn’t realized that his feelings are reciprocated before.

“Cayde.” You try again, and get interrupted again.

“We don’t have to talk about it.” He insists, trying to hide his shame.

You’re smart. He knows you know now.

And the thought that you might not feel the same?

It kills him.

And how could you? How could you, beautiful, brave, daring, you, love him?

Him, the exo. The one that nobody takes seriously because he never demands it.

How could you love him?

You can’t, he’s convinced himself of it.

He knows it.

“Cayde, I love you!” You shout a little, trying to get him to shut up for a second.

And then his whole world shifts.

He whips around to look at you, searching for any humor in your face.

And all he finds is exactly what you said.

Love.

You love him.

As you walk towards him, everything feels like it slows. Your hand cups his face, your eyes boring into his.

“I love you.” You repeat, hoping he realizes just how serious you are.

And by God, he does.

He kisses you quickly, sweetly, nervously.

It’s perfect.

He’s perfect.

This, right here, this moment.

It’s so, very, perfect.

He pulls away, looking down at you, your foreheads touching.

“I love you too.”

A/N: Wrote half of this in a Home Depot. Loved it. Hope y’all do too.

“The question that has haunted my being has been answered: The future is not fixed. My choices are my own. And yet, how ironic, for I now find I have no choice at all! I am a warrior… let the battle be joined.”

Okay hear me out, Reader deciding to ignore Hazard for the day bc he did something and they thought this will teach him. Only for him to be like "Hen, Hen the love of my life please talk to me-"

“Silent Treatment"

Hazard x Reader

The morning sunlight streamed through the blinds as you went about your day with a silent determination. Hazard, your ever-charismatic and annoyingly smug boyfriend, had finally crossed a line last night. Maybe it was teasing you too much, or perhaps it was him forgetting that one thing you’d asked him a million times—but either way, you’d had enough.

It was time for payback.

The silent treatment.

You didn’t think he’d notice immediately, but you underestimated him.

“Oh, good mornin’, Hen” Hazard greeted you as you passed him in the kitchen. He was leaning against the counter, his blonde hair a tousled mess, his smirk as devilish as ever. “Did ye sleep well, or were ye too busy dreamin’ aboot me?”

Normally, you’d roll your eyes or fire back some sarcastic quip, but not today. Today, you said nothing. Not even a glance his way.

His smirk faltered, his brows furrowing slightly. “Uh… Hen?”

You poured yourself a cup of coffee, ignoring him completely. Hazard straightened, his sharp eyes now fixed on you as if trying to solve a particularly tricky puzzle.

“Did I dae somethin’ wrong?” he asked, his voice soft but uncertain.

You refused to answer, calmly walking out of the kitchen with your coffee in hand, leaving him standing there, utterly perplexed.

=====

By midday, Hazard was in full panic mode.

“Hen! Bonnie! Love o’ my life!” he cried, trailing after you as you folded laundry. His Scottish brogue was thick, his tone dripping with desperation. “Don’t dae this tae me. Yer silence is killin’ me!”

You kept your face neutral, carefully folding a shirt as if his dramatic pleas weren’t happening beside you.

“Please” he begged, practically throwing himself on his knees in front of you. “At least tell me whit I did so I can make it right! Dae ye need flowers? Chocolate? I’ll write a poem if that’s whit it takes!”

You bit the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from laughing as he grabbed the edge of the laundry basket, staring up at you with wide, pleading eyes.

=====

By evening, Hazard was trying everything.

He stood in the living room, holding a beat-up guitar you hadn’t even known he owned. “This one’s for you, Hen” he declared, strumming an absolutely dreadful chord.

Your curiosity got the better of you, and you peeked over the book you were pretending to read.

Hazard began singing in an exaggerated, heartfelt tone:

“Oh, Hen, my bonnie Hen,

I’ve gone and messed up again.

Yer silence it haunts me,

Like a ghost in the glen!”

It was so bad it was good. You couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of you.

“Ah-ha!” Hazard cried triumphantly, pointing at you with the guitar pick. “Caught ye! Ye laughed! Ye cannae resist me, can ye?”

Realizing you’d broken, you tried to smother your laughter behind the book, but it was too late. Hazard grinned, setting the guitar aside and plopping down beside you.

“So…” he began, his brogue softer now, “am I forgiven, lass, or do I need tae whip up another wee tune for ye?”

You sighed, lowering the book. “Fine, you’re forgiven. But only because that song was so bad, it felt like punishment enough.”

Hazard chuckled, throwing an arm around you and pulling you close. “Och, Hen, I’m glad tae hear it. But ye better tell me whit I did tae upset ye. I cannae risk this happenin’ again.”

You smirked, leaning into him. “Oh, I don’t think I will. It’s more fun keeping you guessing.”

Hazard laughed, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Yer pure evil, ye ken that? But I wouldn’t change a thing aboot ye.”

C,F,J,M and N, with Cayde-6

anon requested: Hello! I was wondering if I could request Cayde-6 with C, F, J, M and N from the fluff alphabet?

C = Cuddle - how would they cuddle their s/o?

A very clingy lad, always latched onto you in some way, even if you pry him off of you he'll just latch back on, he's okay with pretty much any position, but being the little spoon is probably his favorite, he's a heavy-ish sleeper, best way to get him up is to threaten to eat all of his spicy ramen or hood morning kisses

F = Family - Do they want a Family? If they do when?

Nah, he has you Sundance, Connell, and his fireteam so thats Family enough for him.

J = Jealous - Do they get Jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He does, but hes confident that you won't cheat. He can get very touchy when he sees someone flirting with you, be prepared for him to come up from behind and wrap his arms around your waste and smoothly inserting himself into the conversation. Giving the flirty person, a scary lil' glare as he does.

M = Marriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would marriage be like?

I don't think the concept of marriage is still relevant amoung Guardians, since they don't truly have any time to settle down, especially the Vanguards. But anyway-

He'd be down. He'd propose at the end of a date, that took place in on of his favorite spots in the wilderness, mf couldn't get an actual ring so he made ya a ramen ring instead, and wraps a mini hunter banner(in his colors) around your finger.

N = Nicknames - What do they call their s/o?

Babe, Babes, Baby, Honey, Hot stuff, God, my 2nd favorite ramen bowl, the one person I would totally share my ramen with, Connells 2nd parent,

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Could you do something for Lucio when you get the chance? Please and thank you

First date headcannons with Lucio, Cole Cassidy, Mauga, Lifeweaver, and Genji with gn!reader

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: Fluff, a little suggestive but not too much.

Notes: The ask probably meant NSFW but wanted to write something light while i work on an anon request for Cole Cassidy. Prefer girls? check here

Lucio:

I always think of his valentines day voiceline bless him, he'd be quite nervous to ask you out. If you don't do it for him, he'll most likely want to be traditional and get you flowers before stuttering out an invitation.

Once you've actually said yes, he'll relax a little bit.

Most likely your first date is going to be music related. He won't take you to his own concert, but if there's a concert playing music he knows you'll like he'll take you there.

Alternatively, might take you dancing to show off a little. When he's around music, he feels much more confident so he'll be able to be himself and even be a little flirty.

You might have to put up with people coming up to him for his autograph though. But it'll give him a rush when everyone realises he's on a date with you.

After dancing the night away, he'll probably take you to try some street food. He'll insist on paying, he's a celebrity after all! But he ends up not needing to when the vendors recognise him as the hero who stood up to Vishkar and insist on giving you both what you want free of charge.

Given that the weather is nice, he'll do his best to be respectful and not look at your body too much. However if you're wearing shorts...lord have mercy, they're his weakness.

When you guys part ways, he might cheekily ask for a goodnight kiss but he's happy with anything. Considering how much fun you both had, he's confident you two will go out again sometime.

Feeling the beat of the music, Lucio moves like it's second nature to him. You both laughing and joking as he starts to dance with you, his hands respectful in their placement before he spins you around, making you both laugh again.

"Not bad babe, maybe you should be a backing dancer at my shows." he teases playfully, trying not to let his eyes look down at how your legs look in your shorts. Although with the way you start to move, he isn't sure he can resist the temptation.

Cole Cassidy:

Will ask you out pretty smoothly in conversation, hardly giving you time to process that you've been asked on a date before the cowboy starts to think about his ideas.

Invites you on a hiking trail, giving you both plenty of time to talk and get to know each-other.

He'll do the stereotypical action of taking his hat off when he sees you and gives you a small bow, flustering you a little.

As you walk, he won't initiate physical contact for a while, waiting until you guys cross some sort of stream or rough terrain; he use the opportunity to hold out his hand to help you over, before interlocking his fingers with yours.

Quite easy to talk to, and flirtatious comments seem to roll off his tongue without him meaning to. He'll compliment your outfit and hairstyle, before making comments about how the sun reflects so lovely off your eyes.

Prefers asking you questions and listening to you, he's working on being more emotionally vulnerable and open especially about his past, but it's still difficult for him.

Afterwards, you both will have worked up an appetite, so he'll take you to a diner for a bite to eat. Sitting in a booth, he might teasingly play footsie with you under the table to watch you laugh.

He'll have to get coffee, since he hasn't had his cigar for hours. He didn't want to smoke while on the date, a little concerned you'll find it rude. But towards the end he'll get a little twitchy.

Will offer to pay, southern values and all that.

Will also offer to walk you home, and will definitely come in if you invite him.

Approaching a stream, the running water providing a soothing ambiance as Cole steps forward. He hops over the stream before holding out his hand for you, causing you to giggle.

"What? A cowboy can't be a gentleman?" he teases, as you take his hand and he helps you across, "There you go pumpkin."

Smoothly, he interlocks your fingers, holding your hand tight and gently rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand as you both resume the walk. Looking to his left, he makes some remark about the surroundings to distract himself from the warm feeling in his chest as he feels the heat of your palm against his.

Mauga:

This man is CONFIDENT, he asks you out with his cocky grin almost like he knows you'll say yes.

Wants a relaxing date, so will ask you for drinks at one of his favourite bars.

Once you meet him there, he's nothing if not charming. He lays the compliments on pretty thick, with a cheeky smile that gets wider the more you feel flustered.

He's also hilarious, finding it so rewarding to make you laugh and giggle at his jokes. Isn't afraid to play the part of the fool if it means you'll be entertained.

Is hyper aware of his large size, and while he loves feeling bigger and stronger in the bedroom, in this context don't be surprised if he hunches himself over a bit to make you feel more at ease.

Also don't be surprised if he grips his glass too tight to make it smash, pretending to be hurt worse so you'll dote on him, he likes the attention more than he should.

He has to really restrain himself from getting too handsy with you, he doesn't want to scare you off. But he'll brush his hand against your hair or arm as he speaks.

Most likely will just get up and leave without paying lmao.

And will most certainly invite you to go home with him.

"And someone as pretty as you with a guy like me? People will think i'm payin' ya." he says with a laugh, causing your cheeks to burn as you giggle alongside him. Taking a sip of his drink, his eyes won't leave yours. "Someone as small as you as well, though it ain't hard for someone to be smaller than me."

You can't help but agree with his statement as he hunches over the bar with you, his thigh brushing against yours. He notices, and subtly presses his thigh more into yours, almost manspreading on the bar-stool.

Lifeweaver:

oh my god, the ROMANCE.

Listen I've said before he's the type of nerd to read romance novels and take notes, best believe he's planning the most romantic date he can, especially if he's caught feelings for you.

He'll show up, dressed to the nines with a bouquet of red roses with gold string attaching a little love note and hand them to you. He'll kiss your hand and open the car door for you and drive you to a lovely restaurant.

Most likely booked ahead to score the best table, and told the waiters to make it as romantic as they could.

But despite everything, he's secretly nervous. He planned it all so meticulously in his head, what if it goes wrong?

Not that you'd know his internal panicked monologue with how he treats you, he'd be so complimentary without overdoing it. Charming you with speech about your clothes, hair, everything. Will also start to drop in petnames like 'darling' and 'petal' to see how you react.

Is a little scared to hold your hand cause his hand is a little sweaty from the nerves, so he'll gently trace your fingers with his metal hand instead.

He's paying for the meal, you''ll have probably have guessed that already.

Will take you home and kiss your cheek, but will most likely leave it there. He doesn't want you to think he only wants you physically, so he'll be as respectful as possible.

"Well i assure you, you're the most radiant person in here." Niran says with a soft smile, his eyes tracing up and down your body and face as you sit down. His hair half up, he places his metal hand on the table, gently nudging your hand as if to ask permission.

"But please, order anything you'd like. My treat." he says, almost stuttering when you hold his hand, the cool metal refreshing against your touch. When you thank him and look down at the menu, he releases a breath he didn't realise he was holding. It's going well so far, he thinks, even if he's blown away by how you look all dressed up.

Genji:

bless him, he's also kinda nervous. He used to be a playboy, he never once used to be bothered with asking people out. But after his accident, now that his body is mostly metal, a lot of his confidence has been knocked.

But he'll try to hide it as he suggests an aquarium date. He finds the colours and the marine life quite therapeutic and calming, and hopes you'll feel that way too.

Prefers to stay away from the crowds, standing by the less popular exhibits to talk to you.

Will love to ask about your job, especially if it's more 'mundane' than his. He'll want almost a taste of the normality, something he's never really had in his life.

Will offer to take your picture against the backdrop of the fish tanks, his chest feeling fuzzy as he sees how gorgeous you look.

As you two explore, he'll gently go to hold your hand. When you reciprocate, he won't let go, clinging to your hand like a lifeline.

When you go into the gift shop, he'll surprise you by buying a soft plush toy of a fish or shark behind your back.

Most likely will ask if you want to go back to his, not realising how it sounds until after he's said it, to which he'll quickly reassure you he doesn't expect anything to happen.

"Oh look at those." you say excitedly, tugging him over to the jellyfish exhibit. He of course follows wherever you lead him, his hand firmly gripping yours.

"Here, let me take a picture." he offers, taking your phone and stepping back to get a good angle. You pose, and he swears he stops breathing when he sees your through the phone camera. He has to look at you above the device, mesmerised by how the blue hues reflect on your face.

"Genji? Have you taken the picture?"

“So, how do we…?”


“I think it’s like…”


[ID FOR PIC ONE: A blue robot/Exo (Cayde 6) and a woman with black hair and green earrings (Jessie) sit side by side. Cayde’s hand is on the back of Jessie’s neck. Their expressions are longing/intent. ID FOR PIC TWO: Cayde and Jessie, still sitting side by side, are kissing. Their expressions are blissful.]

Rules are like bones; they're made to be broken.

HAZARD | Overwatch 2

Reunited: Gabriel Reyes (Reaper) x Fem!Reader (NSFW)

I got you anon

Includes: Soft sex

Song Recommendation: I’d Do Anything For Love - Meatloaf

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