I Am Part Of The 18% Who Play As Femshep.

spoilers for River Ward missions so BEWARE!

River Ward's questline is so important to me and imma tell you why;

because you can finally save someone.

you can't save Jackie (your best choom) and you can't save Evelyn (who didn't deserve what happened to her) and you can't save Scorpion (who didn't deserve what happened to him) and you can't really save the dolls at Clouds, but you can save Randy and some of the other victims that were taken as well, and i can't tell you how cathartic that was for me (and my V by extension) to know that Randy's gonna be able to come home to a family who loves him.

River, the ex-cop, really said, "I trust you and only you to help me find someone very dear to me," and then you actually??? succeed?????? yes, River, i fucking love you THANK YOU FOR TRUSTING ME

On The Nature Of Light

“The Light...well, it's a funny thing.

It's unique to each Guardian, the draw of their Light. No two energies are the same. That's why I could pick my brother out from a sea of Stormcallers if I really wanted to show off. I know the crackle of his Arc and the buzz of his Light like I know the weight of his presence, the shape in which he takes up space—it's a signature so electric and so uniquely him. I know it so well that it surprises me when people don't notice him.

But apparently, there's even more to this story. Somethin' I just found out.

See, you spend time with someone for long enough, be intimate with them long enough, and somethin' real funny happens with your Light:

It leaves traces. Imprints.

I go up to my partner and I can feel it. Within the smolderin' furnace of Solar Light radiating from his body, I sense it. It curls through his systems and courses through his mechanical body—a slithering line of Void tanglin' with his Light. It's small, yet its draw is strong. Potent. Heavy. I can feel its presence in my chest like how I feel the snap of a tether when it breaks; it's intrinsic and second-nature, as natural as breathing. I can feel the way his flames interact with it. Instead of swallowin' it, they merely embrace it, envelop it, accept it as if it were one with him.

I found myself wonderin' if he feels it too, that piece of me within him. I wonder if he can feel the mark I've left on what is the closest thing to a soul we have.

Then, I wonder if he's marked me.

I found that if I close my eyes and focus real hard, I can sense it. I can sense the roaring flame within the empty expanse of my Void Light, flickering so brightly within the abyss, refusing to be devoured. Yet the gaping darkness merely cradles it, holds it, kindles it so that it burns for the rest of time.

I can feel the spark of his Light burnin' bright in my chest, warming me from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. I feel the imprint he's left on me, the piece of him I carry with me everywhere I go.

I feel the marks our Lights have left on each other.

And I smile.”

- from the journals of Echo-3

The comic forest battle

"Take it easy out there, will ya? You’re making me look bad." >"What, may we ask, were you going to do with a Vex teleporter?" "Get up close and personal with Ghaul, Put a bullet in his head. The maybe eat a sandwich. Gotta work on a few kinks first. Fun fact about Vex tech; not as intuitive as you would think." >"Cayde, you can’t do this alone." "The hell I can’t." - Cayde-6 to Ghost

saw you were accepting requests for overwatch sooo... can i get some dating genji headcanons??

genji has been the love of my life since 2017 so absolutely i will write this. decided to include both pre and post hanzo almost killing him just for fun :)

gn!reader

tws: death , grieving

dating genji shimada headcanons

pre-overwatch

genji is known to be a bit of a playboy. he's flirted with a lot of people and it mostly hasn't gone anywhere. he does want a serious relationship at some point but it isn't a huge priority for him until you come along

of course, he acts all smug around you— trying to impress you with anything and everything to get your attention. you're different from the other people he's messed with in the past

he falls for you really quickly, even if you try to ignore his advances and obvious adoration for you. the more you reject him the harder he falls, honestly

he's used to people being right at his feet as soon as he shows any type of interest in them, and you're a breath of fresh air in that sense

genji really does like you, even if he tries to play it off as just messing around. he knows he isn't, and it scared him, especially if you don't show any interest in him

he tries hard to get closer to you— beginning to flirt less as time went on. he knows that his feelings for you are genuine, and he wants to prove that to you too

it shocks you when he tones it all down and you worry about it, wondering if something happened. he's asking you about your interests, how your day was— taking the time to get to know you

you'd be lying if you said that his sudden kindness didn't make your heart flutter. he always played around as if he liked you, but you assumed it was just something he did with everyone

as soon as he dropped that act though, you began to open up more to him

he was so happy actually learning more about you. he's asking you if you want to learn the ways of the blade (he thinks you'll look cute)

he'll eventually let his crush on you slip to hanzo. he knew all along about his feelings for you, stating that it was obvious to him. genji swears it wasn't, but all hanzo does is shrug his shoulders

he asks you out on a proper date after a few months of hanging out as just friends. he'll take you to that arcade in hanamura that he loves so much, buy you dinner— trying not to overwhelm you with everything

he's shocked that you even said yes in the first place, but he's grateful for the chance you're giving him

unbeknownst to genji, you fell for him hard. you tried your best to hide it from him but as soon as he asks you out the "yes" flies out of your mouth faster than your brain could think

he abandons his playboy thing entirely after he meets you. he puts all of his effort into trying to form a real connection and relationship with you and it is the sweetest thing

he'll give you flowers and sweet gifts as a way to show his love and appreciation for you <3

he asks you to be his partner on your third proper date. it's all very rushed but he can't hold back on his feelings anymore. he sees a future with you, away from his families criminal dealings

you say yes. of course

he's the definition of a malewife in this part of your relationship. everything you do, he'll make sure you know he's proud of you

he tells you he loves you not too long after you get together officially. it slips out casually while you're laughing about something, and the room goes silent. you return it after a few moments and the smile on his face is so big

he kisses with so much love and passion. he can be a bit rough with it sometimes but you never mind it. he'll hold your face in his hands, his lips moving so gracefully against yours as he cradles you against him

his hands definitely wander a bit......... they do. he doesn't even think about it, either

okay getting into a little bit of angst...

when you find out about what happened with genji and hanzo, you're beyond devastated. you regret rejecting him so many times in the beginning, you regret every time you didn't tell him you love him. you regret so much

you find hanzo and you're screaming at him through sobs, smacking at his chest with every word you say to him

his face is unreadable the entire time until he finally breaks down, his body wracked with sobs

your heart drops as soon as you see him on his knees, face in his hands— crying out for his lost brother

you sit there with him for awhile, hugging him. crying together. you knew hanzo was the one who committed the act, but you knew who was really behind it

you mourn him every day, thinking of every moment you shared with him as soon as your eyes open in the morning

during overwatch

if you meet genji after his cyberization, expect him to be incredibly distant. he has trouble trusting people at first, afraid of them getting hurt because of him

you're a new overwatch recruit assigned to blackwatch. you're a talented medic and warrior, and you were specifically brought into blackwatch because you offered something none of the other members had (soldier's words)

you have to initiate conversation with genji. he isn't too keen on making friends or getting attached to people and he doesn't want anyone in more harm than they already are

you continue to talk to him even through his unenthusiastic responses, and eventually he manages to warm up to the thought of you becoming a real friend outside of missions

he'll become more interactive with you, friendlier and nicer, too. it's nice to see him come more out of his shell and you can't help but to wonder why he's so standoffish in the first place

it takes a LONG time for him to actually consider you as a friend. he trusts you and cares for you a lot by this point

skipping forward

you develop feelings for him relatively quickly. after all, he's mysterious— tall, intimidating, you can't help but to be curious

it takes him a lot longer to realize his feelings for you. he only realizes when you save him in battle, your hand extended for him to take with a warm smile on his lips

he feels his heart skip a beat, even through the cybernetics that keeps him alive

he acts differently as soon as the realization comes through. he avoids you hoping to make it go away only for it to completely backfire

he doesn't want to give in to these feelings he has for you. it scares him. what if you don't like him? what if you're afraid of him? do you even think of him as a man?

when the fall of overwatch happens, genji leaves. he says goodbye to you, his heart breaking at the thought of never seeing you again

YEARS go by before you see him again. the two of you first reunite quickly after winston's recall

you're met with a happier sounding genji, one who seems content with his cyborg body and what it came with

you can't help but hug him as soon as you see him. his body is still cool to the touch, but your heart pounds and your face heats up

not a day went by where you hadn't thought of him, and those feelings you had for him remained tucked away in the back of your mind— hanging onto him and the memories you shared

you have a lot of catching up to do and he tells you all about zenyatta and how he helped him accept his body. he informs you of how he had so much conflict within himself during the days of blackwatch and it was part of the reason as to why he was so distant then

you eventually meet zenyatta and you thank him over and over for the peace he brought to genji. ever humble, zenyatta only laughs and insists to you that he was the one who made it this far

you rekindle your "relationship" after a little bit. his feelings for you hadn't gone away in your years apart. he still had his doubts and worries about confessing to you, scared you'll reject him

you don't, of course

you're pretty much inseparable. you go everywhere together. you train together, especially. he teases you a lot by telling you that you need to be quicker to catch up with him

it takes him a while to feel ready to show you his face

he worries about not being attractive enough for you, or scaring you away. he'll have to give himself a pep talk. he wants to kiss you so badly it's really getting to him

as soon as he reveals his face to you, your heart melts. it's covered in scars, but his eyes are a deep brown— warm and filled with love. the corners of his lips are turned upwards in a small smile as he stares at you, waiting for you to say something

you can't find the right words, and all you can do is extend your hands to his cheeks, your thumbs caressing them as gently as possible

his skin is incredibly sensitive, but he had been yearning to actually feel your touch for years. it's worth any discomfort

one of his love languages is quality time. he knows he isn't the most comfortable to hug or cuddle with, but to make up for it he spends a lot of his time with you even when he has something he needs to do

he'll buy you gifts every now and then or find something while out on a mission to bring back and give to you as a way to show his appreciation for you

it's very sweet

you can't believe this is the same man who was once so intimidating and distant all those years ago. he seems so different

he's happier. you're helping him though a lot more than you realize you are

he still has his anxieties, scared that you'll wake up and say that you deserve better— say that you want someone who can give you everything he can't— but you never do

you stare at him in adoration, and he feels his face heat up underneath his mask whenever he catches you

he's incredibly protective of you even though he knows you can handle yourself

you make him the happiest he's ever been

he never intends to let you go :)

requests are open, ask box!

genji kneeling in front of you so you can remove his mask and see him. he’s so vulnerable with you and is literally putting everything he has in ur hands <33

after the accident genji had shut everyone and everything out. he didn’t want to be seen, ashamed. he didn’t want friend, let alone a lover. but then you waltzed into his life. and suddenly he was more careful on missions. he actually feared dying, feared being taken away from you. who would be there to save you if you couldn’t hold your own ground?

he loves you with everything he has left of him. he never thought someone could love him for what he had become. never imagined someone as sweet, soft as you. would love and cherish someone like him. someone with blood on their hands.

he’d kill for you, he’d die for you. anything, for you.

omg he’s so <333. i <3 genji w everything i have.

General Hcs for the Shimada bros!

Hanzo

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

Genji

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)

so, he's a cyborg right? what if the certain fleshy tissue near certain areas where his implants and cyberbits are very *very* sensitive? sensitive in a way he shivers or jolts when it's touched? like say, his nape?? teehee

Ticklish Bear

Hazard x Reader

A/N: AAUUGGHH I LOVE THE WAY THAT YOU THINK (WHY DIDENT I THINK THAT THIS COULDVE WORKED IN SO MANY SCENARIOS)

Summary: Hazard just wants to tune his guitar…

The dim glow of the city lights filtered through the window as you sat beside Hazard on the floor of his small apartment. A half-empty bottle of whiskey rested on the table nearby, his idea of a “relaxing night.” He was leaned back against the couch, his guitar balanced across his lap, fingers absently picking out a haunting melody that seemed to match the low hum of the world outside.

You watched him silently, captivated by the way his hands moved—so sure, so precise. His cybernetic fingers glinted faintly in the light, but it was the smooth transition from flesh to metal at his neck that caught your eye. Right at the base of his skull, just beneath the implants, there was a sliver of exposed skin that seemed softer than the rest of him.

“You’re starin” he said without looking up, his Scottish accent pulling you from your thoughts.

“Maybe I am” you admitted, leaning a little closer.

“Careful” he muttered, his lips quirking into a faint smirk. “Ye keep lookin’ at me like that, and I might think ye’ve got plans.”

“Maybe I do” you shot back, voice light with mischief.

He chuckled under his breath but kept playing, the gentle melody filling the space between you. Emboldened by the moment, you reached out and lightly brushed your fingers against the nape of his neck, where flesh met cybernetics.

The reaction was immediate. His entire body stiffened, and his hand froze mid-strum. A sharp inhale escaped him, followed by a muttered, “Christ!.” He twisted to look at you, his glowing eyes narrowing.

“What the hell was that?” he asked, his voice tight, the faintest edge of a tremor betraying him.

“What was what?” you replied innocently, though you couldn’t stop the grin forming on your lips.

“Dinnae play dumb wi’ me” he said, rubbing the back of his neck with his cybernetic hand, careful to avoid the spot you’d touched. “Ye know exactly whit ye did.”

“I barely touched you” you said, scooting closer.

“That’s the problem” he muttered, shifting uncomfortably. “It’s—ach, it’s just sensitive there, alright?”

“Sensitive how?” you asked, curiosity sparking as you leaned in.

“Sensitive like—don’t bloody touch it again” he grumbled, though the faint flush creeping up his neck was impossible to miss.

You didn’t listen, of course. Reaching out, you brushed your fingers over the spot again, lighter this time. His reaction was immediate—he shivered, his shoulders jerking as a muffled curse escaped him.

“Are you ticklish?” you asked, your grin widening.

He shot you a glare that could’ve melted steel. “I’m no’ ticklish” he growled, though the pink blooming on his face told another story.

“You’re definitely ticklish” you teased, leaning closer.

“Touch me there again, and I’ll—”

“You’ll what?”

Hazard sighed, letting go of your wrist, but only to grab his guitar and set it on the table behind him. “Keep pushin’ yer luck, lass, and I’ll show ye squirm” he muttered, his voice low and teasing now.

“Is that a threat or a promise?” you asked, your grin widening as you inched closer to him.

He raised an eyebrow at you, his glowing eyes narrowing. “It’s a bloody guarantee” he said, and before you could react, his hands—both flesh and metal—moved toward your sides.

You squealed as his fingers dug lightly into your ribs, tickling you relentlessly. “H-Hazard! Stop!” you gasped, squirming and laughing uncontrollably as you tried to wiggle away.

“Ye wanted tae play, aye?” he said, his tone smug as he continued. “We’ll see how ye like it.”

“Okay, okay, I give up!” you cried, breathless from laughter.

He finally stopped, leaning back with a satisfied smirk. “That’s what I thought.”

You glared at him half-heartedly, still catching your breath. “You’re evil.”

“Aye” he said, his grin widening. “But ye love me anyway.”

You rolled your eyes, but you couldn’t help smiling. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”

He chuckled, reaching for the whiskey bottle and taking a swig. “Damn right I am.”

Genji being scared of a thunderstorm? (Blackwatch era?)

!WARNING! This work contains anxiety attacks. 

                          𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙰 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖

Staring out the window in wonder, whilst keeping an eye on the monitor for all your patients, you silently hoped that everyone was sleeping soundly. 

This storm had raged on, and only a select few could go on missions at the moment. Mainly the more important ones, such as supply runs and thwarting talon missions. 

Spinning in your office chair, you took another sip of coffee, you managed to convince Angela to take the night off since she had taken the night shift the day before. It didn’t matter much to you, sure, you were tired. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t work. Angela tended to work until she broke. And as a medic, that was not something you couldn’t risk Angela falling asleep on the job. There were too many people to patch up, too many kids (young adults really, you called them kids as an inside joke) getting themselves hurt trying to be a hero, and some actually becoming heroes, diving in front of a bullet to save civilians, a friend, or someone else of importance. 

You sigh deeply, taking another sip of your coffee, it's still hot, thanks to the coffee machine being only a few feet away. At the moment, you're scrolling through your phone as well, playing a few time burner games that you downloaded to make this shift less boring. 

However, it seems that whatever has control over destiny thinks differently, as you hear one of the beeping noises increase rapidly. 

It flashes red at you, this could be a sign of many things. Fear, Panic, Maybe even...ew. You remembered the first time you walked in on a patient doing that in the middle of the night. 

You pull your lab coat onto your shoulders, grabbing a medkit, and rushing down the hall. 

Typing the code for the room, the door slides open, and you see a familiar, yet sweaty cyborg on the bed, clutching his shoulders, almost in a self hug. 

You can see that his knuckles are white on his fleshy hand, and his metal one is digging into the flesh of his still intact arm. 

You hear him breathing heavily and rapidly. Panic Attack. Another flash of lightning fills the room, and he seems to panic more, jumping at it and his breathing becomes even faster, heavier than before.

You softly place the medical kit on the table farthest from him.

“Genji?”

No reply, however, his eyes flick up to you, before they turn back to the ground. 

That was a good sign at least, he wasn’t too wrapped up in his head at the moment. You may be able to calm him down quicker than the other doctors have.

“Genji, I need you to count down from ten.”

Genji gives no reply at first, before his eyes clench cut, muttering something under his breath so quiet that you barely hear it. 

“Genji, what do you need right now?”

He is silent at first, before shaky fingers gesture to the window. 

You turn to the window at the opposite end of the room, slowly, you walk over and press a button next to the window, instantly the noise from outside is no more, and a dark black shade draws over it.

The room is dark for a moment before the lights slowly turn on, then again, it's not like you’d need them, Genji’s LEDs would light the room up anyways. 

You turn to him, see Genji, his breathing less labored, still in a panic mode, but thankfully not as bad as before. You were certain if Genji didn’t tell you about the window, he would’ve passed out. 

“You’re safe here Genji,” You say so softly. “You’re alright, it's just the thoughts that are doing this, nothing else.”

He still doesn’t reply, eyes blown wide and still clutching himself, but his breathing has slowed a tad bit more, you’re a bit closer now, and you can see that he’s trembling. 

“I’m here, Genji.” 

No reply again, but you don’t expect one either. 

“Just keep breathing,” A pause. “Can you count to ten again?” 

Genji’s eyes slam shut, and his head falls into his arms, but you can still hear him breathing, there are breaks between his breaths, you know he’s counting. 

It takes about ten minutes for him to calm down, throughout it, you’re there, coaxing him, occasionally rushing outside to silence any rowdy recruits that returned from missions. But you’re there. 

The second time you turn, his breathing has returned to normal, his face is drenched with sweat and tears, his hair sticking to his forehead. He avoided your gaze, refused to acknowledge your presence, and you don’t hear a thank you from him either, not that you care of course. 

Genji says something softly under his breath. Maybe a thank you. 

You turn to the medicine kit, grabbing alcohol pads and a few bandaids, as you see the area where his metal hand was gripping his shoulder is bleeding.

His eyes are wide and wild, he seems ready to attack you, slit your throat, but he looks like that all the time, that’s what the other doctors say. In all honesty, you did too. You were terrified of him, you weren’t confrontational, more passive unlike some of the other doctors. You heard the news of when Genji had first woken up when he learned what they had done. He was so angry. So many doctors were injured, not that he had done it on purpose, purely accidents, he didn’t want to hurt anybody on purpose. It was when Angela started to treat him that he calmed down. She was strong, yet so kind and gentle that it even managed to sweep Genji off his feet, you remembered that one week that Genji had a crush on her. 

It faded afterward, you fixed his prophetic every now and then, mainly oiling and helping him maintain them. 

It was often moments like this that you thought what could’ve happened to this man, this young man, who could’ve thought to this to someone so young. Staring at his scars in wonder. You learned not to stare too long, he took it wrong and told you to leave.

But your hands come to his arm anyways, he flinches, just as he usually does, you don’t even get to look for assurance before he relaxes. 

The pad is placed on his shoulder, he watches you work, his eyes never leaving the wound you’re treating. 

The small band-aids are placed down.

“Better, right?” You ask.

He nods slowly. Fingertips briskly touching the bandaids. His hand falls to his lap. 

“I’m sorry,” A pause. “For waking you.”

You raise an eyebrow. “You didn’t wake me Genji, I was on shift.” 

Genji doesn’t say anything after that. 

“If...you don’t mind me asking...was it one of those nightmares again?”

Genji looks at you, then shakes his head. 

“It was the storm wasn’t it?” 

He is silent, but you see his eyes flicking back and forth. Slowly, he nods his head. 

“Alright, next time, I’ll remember to tell the doctors to close the window-”

“I can handle it.”

You stare. 

“Genji, you had an anxiety attack, because of the storm?”

Genji scoffs. “So? It happened once, I’ve been fine other times.” 

“Genji, I’ve treated plenty of patients, it doesn’t just happen once, it’s a trigger.” You pause. “I know that you tend to let your mind get the best of you-”

“I let no such thing happen!” He snaps, eyes narrowing. 

You shake your head. “Either way, I’d keep the window closed, at least until the storm has passed.” 

Genji doesn’t reply, even after you pack up your med kit and leave the room. The door shuts, and you let a sigh escape your lips. 

                                                          _

“The storm?” Angela asks the next morning. You shake off sleep yet again. 

“Yep, figured it was because of it,” You pause. “He asked me to close the window while in the middle of it.”

Angela sighs. “Well, you were right about it being a trigger.” A pause, from her this time. “When his brother attempted to...kill him...I remember it storming heavily.” 

You raise an eyebrow.

“So..” A yawn escapes you. “He’s fine in small storms, but heavier ones he isn’t?” 

Angela shrugs. “I suppose, he will not tell me the specifics. I doubt he ever will,” She sighs. “But, I do not want to pressure him either, I’m glad you were able to help him.”

You shake your head. “Ah, it was nothing really. Better than having to patch up Mcree. Acts like he’s facing the execution block when I ask him what’s wrong.” 

Angela stifles back a laugh. “Since we’re on the topic of Mcree, he and Genji have been getting along fairly well.”

You blink.

“No way, really?”

Angela nods. “Genji surprisingly talks to him, he hasn’t uttered a word to me, unless it's a thank you, or to yes and no questions. You’ve fared a little better is what I hear. But Genji speaks to Mcree in full sentences!”

You smile. “Well that’s good, he’s probably doing a little better if that’s the case.” 

Angela sighs. “I hope so.” 

You slowly get up from the table, stretching. “Well, I’m gonna head to bed, see you tomorrow Angela.”

“Goodnight (Y/N), and sleep well.”

You turn the corner, walking down the hall, waving at a few med-bay regulars before you come to your room. The door slides open, and you fall onto your bed. However, you hear shuffling next to you. 

Your head is picked up before bright green fills your vision, and your eyes widen, nearly falling off the bed. 

It's long, glowing brightly, and...it places a small mushroom into your lap??? 

You give the creature a look before it drifts away, disappearing quickly. Staring at the small mushroom in your lap, you look around the room. You can stay up for twenty more minutes.

You rush down the hall with the mushroom in hand. Carefully not to damage or drop it. You come to the gardens, finding a few cooks gathered. 

“Hey, Bart, look at this!” 

Bart, the tall, large build chef turns to you, peppers in hand. “Ah, what’s that ya got there?” 

“Dunno, it's a mushroom, but I need to know what kind so I can take care of it.” 

You gently hand the mushroom to Bart, who examines it, before giving it a sniff. “Why it’s a button mushroom! Smells fresh too!” 

“Well?”

“Follow me, I’ll help ya plant her!”

The two go into the closet, Bart grabs a small light blue pot, placing it in your hands, as well as a bag of manure. You almost topple over from the weight. You place the manure on the ground and Bart opens the bag, grabbing the cup and scooping manure into it, and placing it inside of the pot. 

The mushroom is planted inside of it. 

You smile softly. “Thanks,”

Bart turns to you as he wipes his hands off on his pants. “Any time,” He pauses. “Where, did you get that anyway? We don’t have a shipment of those coming until next Friday.” 

You shrug, staring at the tiny plant. “Dunno, some weird...green lizard thing gave it to me before I went to bed.” 

“Hm, was it glowing?”

You nod. “Sure was, almost got blinded.”

“Ah, that oughta be Cheeseburger!” 

You blink. “What?” 

“Well, I call them cheeseburger, little devil that thing is. Nobody knows what it is, all it does is steal food and mess with people. It does like to get pet behind the ears though if you can catch it that is.” 

You chuckle lightly. “Then why would it give me a mushroom?”

Bart shrugs. “Maybe it likes you.” 

You turn back to the mushroom.

“Yeah, sure.” 

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When Movie!SonAmy is in the courting era™️, I imagine it’s Sonic who tells everyone all the details, like she told me this she did that, especially to his bros amd maybe Shadow (if he ever comes along) And as fans of Telenovelas Knuckles and Shadow are soooo invested (though Shadow would kill anyone that said he is too interested) meanwhile Tails nods along, praying that Sonic and amy will get together so that this torture will end.

Knuckles once suggests that Sonic fights Shadow in front of Amy to impress her, which Shadow shots down because he’d win and embrass Sonic. And says that Amy isn’t a prize to be won™️ Which Sonic agrees on.

Tails, as a fan of nature documentaries, searches all about hedgehog rituals but Sonic immediately refuses because he feels closer to a human than a hedgehog lol

Suprisingly Shadow is the only one with sound advice, as someone who actually spent time around a girl Amy’s age before as his sister but it amounts to something. He urges Sonic to spend time with her as much as possible, don’t forget that girls, especially Amy and Maria, like adrenaline and fun as much as he does. The stereotype that girls just sit pretty and gossip is not true.

The four have group chat and everything, Tails Knux and Shadow are all trained wingmen. Meanwhile, once asked Amy is like,yeah we went on a picnic this tuesday it was cool and doesn’t elaborate more than that, while losing her mind internally over everything. And Shadow senses this, so becomes a double agent outside of Amy and Sonic’s knowledge because he doesn’t give a heck about secrecy at this point. If these two idiots were left to their own the only person guranteed to see their wedding (assuming they stay alive until that) is Shadow since he is immortal.