Grave || Cayde And Chloe

Headcanons Genji

I believe that in the blackwatch period he would be very insecure about his new body, and really thought that you would stop liking him because of it.

But for his happiness and yours, you liked and accepted him the way he was.

You didn't care if genji was a cyborg, you loved that about him

now after blackwatch i believe after he found zenyatta he would be a little more confident of himself

He started enjoying his new body and not caring about insecurities

Your relationship is incredible.

He is quite playful when you are alone.

He's a middle ground when it comes to PDA(I don't really know what that term means.)

In public he likes to have his hands in yours and put his hand on your waist or something.

as he is a cyborg, he cannot kiss you directly from the mouth, usually you kiss his metal part

Sometimes he takes the metal part off his face so you can kiss him, but not every time that happens.

He likes his relationship with zenyatta, he loves seeing the two people he likes having a great relationship.

Sometimes you will meditate with genji and zenyatta.

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Yoo,hello guys don't forget to drink water and take a shower,luv you guys,xoxo.

gently hands you Cayde x Fem!YW for star gazing

here you go, anon, thank you for the request :) hope you like it and hope i captured cayde as well as you like him! :)

i'm going to motivate myself to write some 500 or so word ficlets, using this lovely prompt list. this collection will featuring various destiny ships and friendships :) if you want to see a particular ship for a particular prompt, feel free to send me an ask! It all happens in November - NaNoWriMo Mini Edition 2022 AO3 p.s. skipped prompts 3 and 5 for the time being, but they are in the works :)

6. Stargazing

You never quite forget the beauty of stars as you travel through space on a daily basis. They shine and glow a myriad of colours, and they are dead and reborn every time you as much as blink. But it is possible to forget to take a minute or two to pause and to watch as a whole realm of them expands across the night sky, comets crossing the dark expanse and stars lining up in constellations.

Two figures are seated on a mossy overlook, a grand view open in front of them, the Milky Way in all its glory. Each takes in the view and breathes in the cold nightly air. Every now and then one raises their arm, a dark shadow against the sky, pointing out something unreachable.

“Thousands of years, and we see the same stars they used to watch in the good ole days. I don’t know if it’s daunting or impressive. Kinda both.”

The Guardian looks at Cayde whose blue eyes glow slightly in the dark of the night as he speaks. 

“I guess this is how it all started out?” she says thoughtfully, pulling up her legs against her chest.

“Huh?”

“When people started watching the stars and eventually it led us to other planets, and then - the Traveler.”

“Wait, wait, wait, I have a better idea. They find the Traveler, then the Darkness also watches the stars and finds us, then Eliksni, Cabal, am I forgetting anyone?”

The Guardian scoffs, laughing.

“How is this a better idea?”

“I’m not done yet! So, there is also the Hive, all of them watching the stars. But it doesn’t matter, because in the end–”

Cayde pauses, looking at her with a sudden turn of his head, thoughts swirling in his gaze before he turns to look back to the sky.

“In the end?”

“In the end, it doesn’t matter, because you and I beat them. And there is no one that can really stop us. Well, maybe an extra spicy ramen, but that would be only a delay.”

The Guardian looks at Cayde, smiling still. She bites on her lip and bumps against his side lightly.

“Is that all you really meant to say?”

His fingers fidget slightly, and she keeps on smiling, pleased with the way she can coax him into becoming… mushy. Which is surprisingly easy, knowing the right words.

“No, but if I say it, I’m going to blush, and we can’t have that.”

She leans her head against his shoulder, watching the stars.

“There, I’m not looking now. You can say it.”

She feels his cool hand slip into hers, and his exo-fingers wrap around hers almost softly.

“In the end, it doesn’t matter, because the stars lead to me meeting you.”

The Guardian closes her eyes. She takes a moment to savour those words, to remember their echo in her head.

“Can I look now?”

“Absolutely not,” he responds quietly as she presses closer against his side, their hands never apart.

by OchreJelly

guess we old soldiers are hard to kill. but i should have known. you always took his side. he did this to me, ana. they left me to become this thing. they left you to die. they left me to suffer.

could I ask for a one shot request of a cayde x f!reader with the prompt "Score for me. I'm up one!" "Where did you learn to count?! We're even." please owo?

Snail, I read this and I immediately thought of Cayde and the reader meeting up at a bar after a long day of work, paying darts, making bets, taking drinks, getting tipsy… just lots of fun vibes.

perma tag list : @mail-me-a-snail @shins-wife @speed-boop @threevie @squadnos @daggerthegamer @reaped-winnower @lady-efriyeet @eris-horn [for some reason it won’t let me tag you :c]

Cayde-6 x F!Guardian Reader - Bullseye

Saw you re-enter Tower airspace.  Meet me at the bar?  20:00.

That message was from Cayde and you smiled to yourself as your Ghost read it off to you.  The two of you met up regularly, it had been your ritual every day since the Red War, but you’d just stepped foot in the Last City after a three-day long mission.  Needless to say, he missed you.  And you missed him.

You didn’t even stop at your apartment to change.  You wanted to see him so, so badly, you practically ran to meet him there.  You went straight past the Postmaster and practically ran to the elevator that led down into the Last City.  The air was warm with the coming summer when your feet hit the pavement.  A short walk into the City later, you were shouldering your way through the door of one of the many local bars within a mile of the Tower.  The moment the door closed behind you, Cayde-6 looked over his shoulder directly at you.  His expression brightened; you smiled as you strode across the room towards him.

“There she is!”  Cayde cheered as he pulled back a stool for you.  “Come in, come in, take a seat.  How’s my favorite Guardian doing?”

You laughed softly at his grandiose gestures.  “I’m fine, Cayde,” you laughed.  “A bit tired maybe.  Happy to be home…”

Cayde ordered you a drink as you sat down on the barstool.  “It’s been quiet here without you.”

“What are you saying, Cayde,” you teased, “did you miss me?”

Cayde chuckled as you took a sip of the drink that was placed in front of you.  “What can I say?  You take all of the excitement with you when you leave.  Tower’s boring without you ‘round.”

You hummed softly as you leaned over and bumped your shoulder against his.  “So, what’s the plan for tonight, Cayde?  Or are you just going to keep feeding me drinks until I’m drunk?”

“Darts.”

“What?”

Cayde waved a hand out in front of your face and there were red and black darts between his fingers.  “A good ol’ fashioned game of darts.  Loser takes a shot.”

Your skeptical face slowly grew into a smile, and you downed the rest of the drink in front of you.  “Alright, I’m game.  I’m going to kick your ass though.”

The night went on, the drinks were flowing, the bar slowly grew more crowded and louder with music, chatter and laughter.  You and Cayde had spent nearly three hours at the darts board, betting drinks, laughing, chatting, catching up.  You twirled the dart in your fingers before balancing it between two and tossed it at the board.  You cheered and hooted when it made its mark, though it wasn’t a bullseye, it was a high score.  Alcohol had started to intoxicate your brain and you were tipsy.  “Beat that one, Cayde!” You laughed as you leaned back against the table next to you.

“Oh I will, Guardian, this match is gonna be all mine, just you watch.”

He tossed his dart and it landed on the bullseye.  He laughed and threw up his hands.  “Score for me! I’m one up!”

You laughed as you walked back over to him.  “Where did you learn how to count? We’re even.  This is matchpoint, cowboy.”  You picked up the last two darts and walked back over to the Exo to hand him his.  “How ‘bout we throw at the same time, yeah?”

“Fine, fine, but this one is still mine,” he teased as he took the dart out of your hand.

“Mmm… I’d like to see that.”

You two leveled your arms and counted down from three, then tossed at the same time.  And this time you hit the bullseye.  

“Yes!  Victory is mine!”  You hooted as you jumped up in celebration.  “Time for you to drink!”

Cayde laughed as he picked up a shot from the table and toasted to your victory before he downed the drink.  “C’mon, Guardian, let’s get outta here.”  Cayde’s hand placed gently on your back as the two of you walked out of the bar into the night air, which had grown nice and cool for a summer evening.  Once you two were alone, his arm wrapped around your back and his hand rested on your hip.

“I had fun tonight,” you said softly.  “I missed you.  Ever since the war…” You sighed softly as you leaned your head on his shoulder.  “I don’t like being away from you either.”

“It’s not easy on me, either,” Cayde admitted.  “Zavala may have given me some more flexibility when it comes to leaving the Tower, but I worry when you’re out there without me.”

“Well then maybe you should come with me more often, I could use a partner.”

“Y/N, you’re one of the best the Vanguard has, you’re just sayin’ that so you can spend more time with me.”

You laughed.  “Is that such a bad thing?”

“Not at all.”  Cayde’s hand squeezed your side gently as he pressed his mouth piece against your forehead.  The two of you were approaching the Tower elevator where you would part ways for the night so he could attend to his duties and you could get some rest.  “Not at all, y/n.”

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When Darkness strikes

Destiny 2 short fic My Guardian x Cayde-6 SFW

After about an hour of radio silence the confirmation call from the Fireteam on the moon, Titan, finally came through. But they brought no good news. The team had prevented a Hive ritual, however, the Guardians they were sent in to rescue had been lost. This struck the Vanguard heavily. They weren’t expecting to add nine more names to the list of fallen Guardians so soon after the Red War.

Continua a leggere

Optimus Prime and Bumblebee father/son appreciation post

Just some wholesome gifs of O.P and Bumbles being the best father/son duo ever:

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Ft. Any Cayde-6 user

Title: Midnight Hauntings

Time: some ungodly hour in the morning

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The Guardian was actually not expecting herself to have a “Hunter Vanguard” stay at her room for the night, Her and Cayde had been friends for some time now before starting a romantic relationship.

Bringing herself from slumber, she felt the side of her head on his chest, she did a small nuzzle on him, not long before she shot up to a loud crash outside her room in the distance, looking towards her room door before turning her head to the sleeping EXO.

“Cayde! Cayde!” She whispered in fear, hand shaking his chest, no matter how much she tried to get him to wake up, she failed.

She then moves to shift her legs to the edge of the bed, before standing on her feet, making her way to her side of the nightstand, opening one of the drawers and getting her gun out before wondering to the door.

The hatch metal door opened at her command, hiding in the doorframe as she pointed her gun to her right and left, looking over a shoulder to see if he woke, but he remained asleep on her bed.

Later turning her head to the dark hallway, she wonders out to investigate what caused the loud crash that woke her from her sleep.

After some wondering, she hid in a corner of the hall that’s straight, with a left and right turns, pointing her gun at each direction, the hallway is clear, very silent.

She turns left, continuing to slowly wonder, assuming that crash came from somewhere that’s distant from where her room is.

After some more wondering and finding spots of the hallway clear, a chill went down her spine, heavy breathing as she sees that a window broken with glass shards on the floor, it is clear that someone must have broke in.

She aims her gun as she heard the sound of something run past her from behind, she moves up to hide at another corner, she can feel her heartbeat starting to go faster, her arms were beginning to shake while she points her gun left and right.

It was clear, scared to speak… she moves forward down the hallway, later startled by loud banging and snarling coming from one of the doors, causing her to run down the hallway before hiding herself behind another corner.

Shaking in fear, panic slowly beginning to rise… she slowly peeks her head over the corner, the snarling and the banging behind the door seemed to stop, leaving her in quiet sounds in the air drifting in the hallway.

She looks to her right, tightening her grip on her gun… she later looks to her left, greeted by something that stood many feet away from her, light flickering, it didn’t look human.

The figure had its head down, breathing weakly… she slowly brought her gun to aim at the figure with her trembling hands, finding it slowly moving its head up to stare blankly at her with a creepy-looking face, causing the female hunter a racing heartbeat.

“W-What the hell..?” She thought to herself.

She can feel it pounding out of her chest, her quiet panicked breathing brought the figure to a horrible smile, causing it to run towards her, she lets out a loud scream as she ran down the hallway while the figure chased her with bolting legs.

She later ran into a dead end, panicking as the figure walked towards her before pouncing her against the wall, clenching her eyes shut tightly, turning her head to the right, holding the weapon so she wouldn’t be able to shoot it, she fought back in fear as it held her hands, trying to avoid being killed by it.

Later feeling reality come to her, she felt an actual hand gripping on her right wrist… another hand on her left shoulder, she can hear the sound of someone snapping her out of the darkness that is tormenting her.

Slowly opening her eyes, she sees that it wasn’t that dark figure that isn’t pinning her against the wall, she slowly turns her head to see that it’s Cayde and the Ghosts that are behind them.

She sees him with a worried look on his face, her heartbeat can still be heard pounding in her chest with panicked breaths.

“C-Cayde… I… I…” She was trying to explain why she was out here at this hour, but couldn’t get the words out of her mouth due to fear, tears beginning to fall.

She felt his arms wrap around her before being pulled into his chest, her body shaking while gripping him tightly.

“I… I…” her voice was now breaking from what she saw in those dark halls.

Well, you all asked soo. . .

Here is My Movie Sonamy Headcanon (Part 1?)✨

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How Sonic and Amy fall in Love

"He fell first, she fell harder "

Sonic:

He crushes on Amy INSTANTLY (ofc) but over time, once he gets to know Amy better, he starts to love her EVEN MORE. Cuz in my opinion "love at first sight" isn't really a thing, it's cute but having his love for her grow even more over time is a lot more cute and wholesome ❤ (imo)

And now!

Amy:

At first, she thinks Sonic is a dork, she finds it cute but denies the idea of her liking him. But then getting to know him, she thinks "ok, I might like him, but I don't want anything to do with him" then something happens like he does something like, a heroic act or something (Idk lol) that makes Amy fall for him in that moment! making her think, "ok, maybe I like this guy more than I thought"

So yeah! That's my headcanon there XD 💙🩹🩷

(More soon hopefully)

So, after watching Bumblebee and LOVING it, it also made me think about something… Bumblebee managed to execute having a female main protagonist FANTASTICALLY (something achieved only by Transformers Animated’s Sari Sumdac), so I thought “how would other Transformers shows looked if they focused on female human characters as well? Especially if they were underutilized”. (Also an excuse to draw in a different style).

You see, when I was in high-school it always irked me that, in TFP, we were introduced to Sierra and the show promptly forgot about her roughly halfway through its run, because she looked like she might break away from a LOT of the common high school cheerleader stereotypes in cartoons at the time after Speed Metal aired.

Plus I liked her character design, I mean c’mon, she had a spiky ponytail.

So I decided, “Say, if I were to make a TF cartoon/comic, how about I’d make HER the human protagonist instead?”

So instead of just making her a satellite love interest to Jack, I interpret her as actually tries her best being a model student, and has a strong interest in chemistry, and would absolutely fascinated with trying to figure out what exactly is energon composed of given the chance. As the head cheerleader of Jasper High, she leads a very active lifestyle.

However, because of the pressure of being the model student, she relieves stress by having an interest in more dangerous after-school activities, like illegal racing (as shown in the episode Speed Metal)

After the initial shock, she’d actually be real fascinated by the concept of giant robots duking it out with other giant robots. Much to the surprise of Jack. 

Regarding Cybertronians, she’d love to know more about their society and how they function, not just because they’re giant robots. Since she has an interest in cars, I imagine she’d also be interested in how the inner workings of Cybertronians are like.

To compliment Sierra, I also wanna give attention to an under-utilized character in Transformers, Elita-1. Ever since I watched her in the original cartoons for the first time as a lad, she became one of my faves. Then I was disappointed, that, for the most part, her appearances were relegated to comics, and in TFA she became a villain (not hatin’ I LOVE her characterization there, I just miss heroic Elita). I became MORE motivated to try my hand in designing my own version of Elita after reading @robotsandramblings‘s post here.

So here, if I were to make my own TF series, I re-imagined her as a mix between of her original G1 counterpart and her IDW counterpart (with a design taking major inspiration from her 2018 Power of the Primes toy), with some personal flavors:

Just like Optimus she’s a powerful warrior and leader, basically his equal in Autobot command, but whereas Prime is more diplomatic, while Elita usually prefers the more aggressive route.

When she was forged (I interpret her here as a citizen of Kaon), her chassis was colored pink/purple… a sign of bad luck/bad omens as it is the color of energon. She wears it with pride however, and much like many an Earth-animal, the bright color’s a sign that’s she’s not to be messed with.

Just a like her IDW self, her helmet’s missing a few bits on the right side (after a lengthy fight with several ‘cons), and she never fixed it. It’s a symbol of pride for her.

Just like in G1, her Conjunx Endurae is Optimus, whom she still calls Orion for nostalgia’s sake.

It was particularly scandalous because Orion Pax was the “good cop” and she definitely isn’t in this re-imagining.

She loves a good melee.

Beyond this, I don’t have much more to tell, besides perhaps Elita acts as the Autobot’s vanguard, arriving first to Earth before Optimus does to root out possible Decepticon activity.

…Also an excuse to finally show how big my interpretation of Blackout is for y’all.