“The Only Bed Worth Sleeping’s The One Right Next To You” -cold Cold Man, Saint Motel. For @usedbandaid

Te lo dico io, tesoro. Un Signor Ragno ispirato a lei ma nato come la Creatura Vivente Perfetta da quel genio monocolo di Shockwave. E’ un personaggio TF che non esiste da nessuna parte, giacché l’ho creato IO! ^^’ #JazzLuca

“E questa da dove salta fuori?? No dico, guardatela! Si da pure delle arie, e manco si trasforma in ragno?? Ma chi se la fila mai, quella li!!” #transformers #transformerstoys #transformersanimated #beastmachine #beastwars #transformersprime #transformersgenerations #transformerswfc #transformerswarforcybertron #transformerskingdom #kingdom #airachnid #blackarachnia #hasbro https://www.instagram.com/p/CJqULrWAaJY/?igshid=4062etwi933a

Mindwipe

The mysterious and mystical Decepticon

Art by me

Transformers © Takara Tomy/Hasbro

Dust and Echos

(not my gif, belongs to @north2445 )

A/N: I watched the trailer and WOW i can NOT believe our husband is back! So I am excited to write this fic!

Ikora has asked you to come and meet her and another to discuss the next mission. Little did you know it would be an echo from the past.

Warnings: angst (TONS of it), fluff, and swearing

Masterlist

Destiny List

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You were called to go to meet her to brief you on your next mission. Your Ghost kept going on and on about how the readings of this planet was off, which you took note of also. It was way too odd to not notice the wavelengths.

However, it isn’t the most odd. You have battled many different enemies and how the Light is becoming more and more difficult, powerful, confusing. When fighting the Witch Queen, it wavered you a bit, having to fight the enemies that you never thought of them being able to do the things you could. Even blacking the light for dark uses. You couldn’t say anything sense you can wield it yourself.

Then almost having the second collapse happen to some lunatic that the witch warned you about. The return of the Witness, which led you to a planet called Neomuna a cyberpunk feel of the city, working along with others that called themselves the Cloud Striders. It almost succeeded by one of the pyramids that come about, which wasn’t the first time that you have seen these pyramids.

You have seen it all so it didn’t surprise you about the odd readings. When arriving the planet it was sunny, green, mountains. It was beautiful, until you saw in the distance a purple pyramid shape floating in the air. You bit your lip. “That isn’t good.” Your ghost commented looking over at you.

“Yeah.” You muttered nodding your head, steering your ship to the location.

When approaching you saw Ikora standing in a mouth of a cave, you pulled up having your ghost transport yourself out, landing on the ground. She smiled before showing some nervousness. “Hello Guardian,” She said walking towards the edge. “Glad you can make it.”

“Of course.” You said standing next to you.

“We don’t know what this is,” She said facing the purple mist. “I want you to figure out what it is, you will be having some help of course.” That’s when you heard footsteps. Before you turned to face the footsteps Ikora turned to you. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier. It was sudden. I was surprised as well.”

You were confused until you turned around. Your heart stopped, you wanted to throw up, you wanted to cry, yell. Cayde. Your ghost looked over at you then Cayde, he wasn’t different looking besides the light blue glow around his eyes and mouth.

“Oh no. There’s nothing I can…I’m sorry.”

His chest had a hole in it. He looked like shit, usually you would give him shit. Tell him that he would need to get some make up to slap on. This time you couldn’t muster a noise, words, nothing. Panic. Pure panic.

“Listen y/n…this ain’t on you.”

You were there when Cayde blamed himself about Andal, you watched him become bitter for a bit. He was also not happy about the fact that he made a bet to be on the Vanguard if Andal died. However, it was because he went and fought Taniks without him. Now this is you, you were going to be like him. Bitter. You can’t loose him.

“We can fix this, we just have to get Sundance pieces. Just please please stay with me.”

You remembered when you saw him after the Tower was taken over on Nessus, you ran to him and hugged him tight. Him chuckling and calling you his dove, due to you being beautiful and at the time innocent. Inside joke. Him tell you to stay with him, up until he knew that we had to meet Zavala and Ikora to fight.

“We will take the Reef by storm.”

Both you and Cayde laughed lowly when dancing on top of the tower, you both heard the towns below play some melodies, after bringing back the Traveller from the Red War. That’s when Cayde told you he loved you. Actually loved you.

“I refuse to bury any more friends.”

You carried him, he should have been heavy but it wasn’t. Your emotions were off, you couldn’t think. Just fuzz. When returning, the cries, gasps it was too much to place him on the bed, covering him with the satin cloth that had the Vanguard symbol.

“Uldren Sov is mine.”

And he was, died from your own hands, with his gun. Ironic. You held the gun looking at Uldren before pulling the trigger. After you did, you stood there for a while, watching the smoke slowly leaving the barrel. Thinking how the smoke was suppose to be your anger and guilt leaving it. But it wasn’t. He wasn’t here.

He is here. You tried to think of you were stuck in the pyramids. One of them. Maybe this is a nightmare, the Queen is torturing, she had to. It’s a spell. A lie. He is dead. He stopped inches away from you. Inches. You could reach out and touch him.

“I will leave you two at it.” Ikora spoke softly before walking up on the ridge.

Cayde carefully looked over you, barely remembering who you are. He knew the feeling when looking at you, knowing you are a Guardian that was under his command. However you were the one he loves. Loves. He didn’t know what to say, didn’t know how to explain.

“You’re dead.” You whispered your helmet barely making the words out.

Cayde chuckled. “I’m kind of hard to kill, you should know that y/n.”

Your ghost floated to him. “Is it really you?” You knew your ghost was making a quick scan before looking shocked. “It’s him.”

Cayde moved around to come to you, you tensed up as he came into your space. He grabbed your chin with his index and thumb. Having you look up at him. “I have been begging the Traveler to come see you again. Pretty sure I annoyed the hell out of it,” You felt the tears prick your eyes. You could feel him. Actually feel him. You focused on how his hand went to your hip and the other cup the side of your cheek. You didn’t even realize how long he was standing there waiting for you to answer. “It’s my hair isn’t it?”

You chuckled and looked down grabbing his hand from your cheek. “I missed you so much.” You voice cracked as you looked back up at him. “You died and I…” You couldn’t finish as memories came back and forth between his death and now.

“I know. I’m so sorry. I wish I could have been here. To be with you. To get out of the damn tower.” Cayde chuckled placing his head on your forehead. “I don’t know how I am here but I am now. We can do this together dove.”

You smiled holding him closer.

hello! i love your ow content! may i ask for some lucio beach day fluff? im in desperate need for some frog boi 😤

Beach Day Headcanons (ft. Lucio, Baptiste, Cassidy, Genji & Hanzo)

Genre: fluff!

Summary: how these Overwatch boys would be at the beach

CW: mentions of burning, mentions of cancer (Baps), lots of dorky jokes, alcohol

ahh ty!! that is so sweet! i decided to turn this one into HCS cause i thought it fit better! but i am open to writing a full fic about it too tbh...also kinda wanna do a pt 2 with like Kiriko, Ashe, JQ, Mercy etc so if we want that LMK! enjoy <3

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Lucio

he is so excited to go to the beach

this man LOVES to swim and play beach volleyball and you can’t change my mind

you end up being the driver while he plays his ‘perfect beach’ playlist

you don’t mind because the way he hums and taps his hands on the dash is adorable

definitely packs a speaker and blasts music all day

1000% wears his own merch and probably has cute little green board shorts he wears

sets up an umbrella for you to lay under and put all your drinks

he’s in the ocean more than he is on land 

probably brought some pool floaties or something to play with in the water 

if you don’t get in he will totally throw you into the water 

and starts an all out water war

if you don’t like the water though he respects that

buys ice cream for the two of you 

and spends twenty minutes trialling every flavour first

doesn’t wear sunscreen himself but will apply it to you as often as he can 

“I don’t want you to burn! My healing only does so much”

if you’re tired at the end of the day he’ll drive you home so you can sleep in the car

and if you get burnt he’ll apply some aloe vera extra gently for you

Baptiste

honestly a bit of a miracle in itself that you could drag him away from his work

but once you actually get to the beach he’s super excited 

definitely brings a book or something to read while you’re there

also has a cooler with lots of snacks and drinks, and at least five water bottles

shows up in khakis and a Hawaiian shirt but has cute patterned swim shorts underneath

probably with like little palm trees or something

doesn’t play in the water too much and mostly goes in to cool off

splashes you at every chance he gets though

is an absolute sucker for those fruit drinks that they serve in the fruit 

probably has one in his hand constantly even when its literally not possible

“you’re swimming how did you even get that”

“a pirate never reveals his secrets”

???

will let you wear his hawaiian shirt as a cover up 

it looks super cute on you anyway 

is super careful to make sure you both reapply sunscreen 

“but we put some on two hours ago.”

“skin cancer doesn’t care.”

overbearing but you love him

Cassidy

LIFEGUARD CASS RIGHTS!!!

real shit though this man would not be a lifeguard 

he would just want to relax and have some drinks and some fun with his S/O and friends

totally unprepared

like he just brings his board shorts and a t-shirt with a towel and maybe his wallet 

relies on everyone else for everything

drinks ALL your water

not really a swimmer and more of a sit on a pool float and have drinks person 

speaking of pool floats he definitely has a super dorky looking horse themed one that he brings everywhere

named it after Reyes too

if you don’t go into the water he will make you go into the water

be prepared to be thrown in against your will

its okay though because all you need to do is pretend you’re drowning/can’t swim

and he’ll come running tail between his legs

forgets to wear sunscreen and BURNS

and then complains that he got burnt for the next week

asks you to rub aloe vera on him 

and who are you to deny?

Genji

he used to love the beach

he is no longer a big fan

even though his cybernetics are advanced enough to survive getting wet, the salt water SUCKS

and the sand?? it gets stuck in his joints 

if he does agree to go to the beach he is definitely not playing any beach sports or swimming 

but he DOES bring squirt guns to annoy you with

he pulls them out of literally nowhere to douse you in water

it doesn’t matter if you take it away, he’ll just pull out another one

if you try to retaliate, its all: “babe no the salt water is bad for my armour”

“im literally shooting your actual skin”

he is a BLESSING to have when its really hot though

cause he can control his body temperature, he is like a portable air conditioner 

you just lay on him whenever you get too hot

he accepts it because he just wants to be close to you

Hanzo

makes a bunch of food and drinks for the beach

including lots of tea sandwiches and juice boxes

brings it all in this ginormous cooler that he can barely see over 

also brings himself a book to read

he’s not very interested in going in the water but he’ll play beach games with you

or just lay on the towel and read

but if he’s reading you’re more than welcome to lay on him

make sure he applies sunscreen!!

he has delicate skin and burns easily and WILL be grumpy if he gets burnt

he’ll go in the water if you ask him nicely

but don’t splash him or else

when you’re swimming he would definitely let you wrap your arms around his shoulders while he swims around and just tow you

he is probably a god at beach volleyball tbh

and shuffleboard but we don’t talk about that

makes sure you stay hydrated the whole time and is constantly pushing you to try the food he made

play of the game!

Dating Genji Shimada

First of all, sorry for being dead. Just so you know, I didn’t decide stop writing or anything like that, lately my motivation was shit even tho I had some idea what I should write about. And last two week been pretty stressful for me. Changing the subject, I’m adding Overwatch to my masterlist. Don’t be surprised if now it’s gonna be more ow than marvel, cuz I’m playing this game a lot and I’ obsessed with Genji and I main him even tho I’m still learning how to play him. (Just like Brigitte says “Practice makes perfect”) I hope you’re going to enjoy after not getting anything from me! ^^’ 💖💖💖

✧ Genji is a romantic guy, you should definitely expect him to give you gifts for no occasion or taking you out for dates

✧ He’s very cuddly, so on day when both you don’t have to go to work, he won’t let you leave bed too early

✧ Kitchen is his place, he loves to cook and he’s absolute master at it! Got any requests? Just get him the ingredients he needs and he’ll make you your favorite dish! 

✧ Of course Genji enjoys cooking with you, byt he still prefers do it on his own 

✧ And after preparing a meal, romantic dinner is a must! Especially when you’re coming back from work and tired, dinner made by boyfriend is the thing you need

✧ Very important thing - Genji will not let you touch his weapons. Not because he doesn’t like them being touched, (of course he hates when strangers try to touch them) but he’s just afraid you would hurt yourself, na matter if you know how to use weapons or not

✧ Get ready for listening for a lot stories. About his youth, Overwatch, Blackwatch, travels and everything before he met you. He just really wants you to know him fully, because he doesn’t want to hide who he was then and who he is now

✧ He won’t admit it, but he absolutely loves when you kiss his visor. You’ll always get a giggle from him for doing so

✧ Sometimes he has bad days, because of everything that happened to him and all he needs is you, so hug him, tell him you love him and be with him when he needs you to

✧ Of course, he will be with you whenever need him. He’s also willing to leave alone if you tell him to, Genji won’t pressure anything. He knows that if want to talk about something, you’ll come to him

✧ After spending a lot of time with his master, Zenyatta, Genji learned how important is communication. He does his best to show you how necessary it is to talk. Trust me, talking with him about your relationship or just in general will make your relationship great

✧ If you ever wanted to have some late night conversations, Genji’s perfect for it. He’s not getting tired easily, because he’s cyborg and he just absolutely spending night like this

✧ Does Genji ever get jealous? Of course. He’s completely aware that you won’t cheat on him, but the way some people look at you or flirt with you, just make him wanna send them a death glare and take you away from them 

✧ He’s an amazing kisser! Genji has a lot of experience when it comes to kissing, so you won’t be disappointed. If you never kissed anyone before, he has no problem with teaching you how to do it

✧ Even though Genji is very good at kissing, his kisses can feel a little rough, because has a few scars across his lips

✧ He has some scars across his face and his body and he just loves when kiss them, because it really makes him feel loved, accepted and safe, especially after everything that happened to him

✧ You’re one of not many people who are allowed to see him without his visor, because he feels safe enough to show his face to you

✧ Sometimes when Genji wants to intimate with you (not just sex) he would take off some of his armor so you can touch his skin. It’s great for cuddles! But don’t tell anyone, it’s a secret

✧ Going shopping with him is kinda fun, kinda not. He sometimes acts like a parent. Example - “We don’t need more sweets, koibito. We got them at home." 

✧ Breakfast in bed? Oh absolutely!

✧ Of course with Genji coming to your live, his dragon Soba comes with him. She’s just as cute as her owner, but she really like to cause trouble and destroy cups, so keep them away from her

✧ Genji is a very supportive lover! He’ll support no matter what, unless your decision are harmful or illegal 

✧ If you have any problems with anxiety, depression and stuff like that, he will go to therapist with you. (unless you don’t want him to, he’ll respect your decision) He’ll also try to help the way Zenyatta helped him, so for example he’ll ask you to meditate with him 

✧ Talking about meditation - Genji meditates at least once a day. He doesn’t mind you joining, but he preferres when it’s quiet when his meditating

✧ Did I mention that Genji is a gentleman? No matter what gender you are, he’ll be a total gentleman

✧ He’s very gentle with you. Genji is sometimes afraid that he might hurt you, because he’s a cyborg. It never happened, but he’s still afraid 

✧ If you ever want to dye your hair, Genji is ready to help with it! When he was younger, he dyed his hair a lot and it was mostly bright colors, so you can say he’s an expert. Just make sure to secure most of his armor, cuz dye is not going to leave quickly 

─── Hazard Relationship Headcanons ˙ ♡ ̟

✰ Summary ; A few headcanons of being in a relationship with Hazard from Overwatch.

✰ Pairing ; Findlay “Hazard” Docherty x GN Reader.

✰ Content Warnings ; N/A.

✰ Word Count ; N/A.

✰ Author’s Notes ; As a disabled person, I WILL project, because it’s SO refreshing seeing disability representation.

✦ Even with a demeanor like his, he’s actually a big sweetheart, and he gets flustered quite easy, especially when it comes to you.

✦ His love languages are quality time and gift giving. He loves spending time with you, and seeing your face light up when he gives you something he picked out specifically for you.

✦ Definitely protective as hell—like good lord this man has been through so much already, he’s gonna fight for you.

✦ Touchy. Even though most of his limbs are prosthetic, he’ll often use his left hand to hold yours, just to know you’re there, and it comforts him.

✦ He likes nights in, while he adores going out and causing chaos, he also enjoys slow nights and maybe a few movies—he’ll let you pick them out, just as long as he gets time with you.

✦ Insecure about his prosthetics—he’ll ask you for reassurance a lot.

✦ I’m here to spread the chronic pain agenda, this boy hurts a lot. Most of his body is metallic material, he’s constantly in pain, so when he gets home after a long day of being out, he’ll be happy to collapse on his bed and hold you while he tells you about his day and you talk about whatever; he just loves to listen to you.

✦ On the topic of chronic pain and Hazard, there’ll be days he shuts down, and will be outta commission for a while, during those days he’d rather stay in and rest, and he absolutely adores if you stay with him.

✦ Sentimental, cherishes anything he receives from you, loves every moment he has with you, adores you and admires you, loves you so preciously.

🌹Happy Crimson Days🌹

I have been SO excited to share this as it's been finished for many days now. @wrenandthemachine is truly AMAZING and I really can't thank her enough for making this for me. After I described what I wanted for this piece, she sent back a quick sketch and it was as if she'd actually looked into my brain and just plucked the whole thing right out. She also added in a few touches I hadn't thought of that just made it all the more romantic and special. In fact, it even sparked a little ficlet I made to go along with it and, in keeping with the traditional dates Bungie tended to release Crimson Days - once upon a time - I decided to post it today.

Wren, thank you, again. So, SO. much. 🥲🥰🌹

I'd also like to thank @echosong971 for looking over the fic and giving me a thumbs up as well as offering up some great inspiration! 💗

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The Courtyard had been bustling with activity all day. Guardians, their armor adorned in every shade of red, white, and pink, went running and bouncing about across the open space among the waves of fragrant and intricately arranged plumes of roses decorating every square inch of the Tower possible - some even strung together to form tiers of garland draped over edges and delicately hung about railings. Red silken petals fell from the blue sky above, landing all around like delicate snowflakes, only to slowly fade once they touched the concrete walkways and platforms then reform once again above, slowly descending all over again. A trick of technology, but romantic and fantastical nonetheless.

Even the Ghosts were getting in on the festivities, wearing special shells - some shaped like hearts, some, like their Guardians, awash in pinks, reds, whites and styles of every kind, but all a reflection of love. Many were even showing off endearing projections just for the occasion and all of them would go buzzing about and twirling through the air, chirping and giddy around fellow Ghosts and just as happy as their Guardians to have this time to reflect on something joyous and warm - something special: A bond that could never be broken, even as the Darkness continued to encroach on the Light.

As evening approached, and more and more Guardians began returning after a day of festivities and Crucible matches, a low, soft hum seemed to settle over the Tower. Tiny lights began to glow all around, some nestled in and about the roses, creating a warm and intimate candlelit atmosphere. People grew quieter, the sky took on a pinkish purple hue all around the Traveler, and, gradually, those who’d found a special someone paired off to share a meal or drinks, or a little something more, while others gathered with friends, deciding to head into the City to the Cantinas to celebrate their friendships.

And me? I headed up a stairway leading to a balcony that overlooked the City. There, an all too familiar figure, his back to me, was casually leaning over the railing, gazing out beyond the bustle and activity below - out beyond the wall to the Wilderness and the first twinkling stars above. A soft wind blew in from the East, lifting his cloak ever so slightly, the tattered tails dancing at the backs of his calves. I smiled and walked over to him, leaning onto the railing next to him.

“Quite a sight, isn’t it?” I murmured.

“Always is,” he replied, not even turning his head to look at me, the edges of his hood hiding his face. “Never get tired of it, though.”

“Me either,” I softly smiled. “You waiting here for someone?” I asked.

“My wife,” he told me. “Thought I’d surprise her. Take her out to dinner someplace special. Someplace really romantic. Totally wow her. Maybe even get lucky later.”

I grinned, holding my bottom lip between my teeth to stifle a laugh, even as I continued to look out at the City. The lights were beginning to glow brighter as the sun started to fully set, the warm hues in the sky growing richer as they grew darker. Celebratory music could be heard rising up from below and off in the distance, fiery red heart-shaped lanterns began to float up toward the Traveler.

It was beautiful.

“So, where is she?” I asked him.

He sighed. “Oh … she’s got this habit of trynna save the world,” he dramatically lamented, waving his hand out over the City. “Damned annoying if ya ask me,” he added, making me smile again.

“Trying to save the world sounds like a pretty big task. Good thing she’s got you around to keep her spirits up for something so monumental.”

“I know, right?” He all too readily agreed, his tone lifting with pride. “I should get a medal!”

I couldn’t help it, I laughed softly, breaking character, and looked over at him just as he finally turned his head to look at me. His azure faceplates glistening with the reflections of the warm yellow-orange lights all around us, making them take on a shimmering, greenish hue.

So beautiful.

His blue eyes though, they never changed. The optics were like deep pools of water, soft and adoring as they cascaded over the features of my face, as if he were seeing me for the first time again and wanted to memorize each and every facet, a tender smile forming on his lips.

“Sorry I’m late,” I murmured.

“Eh,” he grunted, giving a dismissive wave of his hand. “Figured you would be. Damned Hive are so inconsiderate when it comes to other people’s plans.”

“The absolute worst. I think I’m going to complain to their boss next time,” I nodded, and we both laughed before a comfortable silence settled around us again.

“I got somethin’ for ya,” he whispered and I looked over at him as he reached behind himself and under his cloak, carefully revealing a single red rose he’d had hidden there. It was in full bloom, its plump petals like red velvet - rich and decadent. He turned and took a step closer to me, and I watched as he lifted the rose to my forehead. As soon as the petals touched my skin I sighed and smiled, my eyes closing of their own volition, the light, pleasantly soft tickle of the flower trailing down over the curves and dips of my features, slowly moving lower and lower, eliciting goosebumps all over my body, my heart skipping a beat. As the petals brushed over the tip of my nose he paused, giving me a moment to breathe in the delicious warm scent, the fragrance like fresh raspberries in the sun - sensual and delicious. I slowly licked my lips and sighed, wiggling my toes inside my boots to stave off the desire to just rip his armor off right here. As If he knew exactly what I was thinking, a heady chuckle rose from his throat and he moved on, tracing the outline of my lips, then down over my chin and further still, down along the side of my neck, teasing the senistive skin until he reached the collar of my armor.

Just as the sensation of the petals faded away, warm, yet giving metal touch my lips, lovingly pressing against them with practiced tenderness. The heat of his body made the light sprinkle of the musky cologne he’d put on earlier that day waft all around me, making my breath hitch with even greater excitement. I let a tiny moan escape me, opening my mouth to him, blindly sliding my hands up over the leather padded armor of his chest and shoulders, then up around the back of his neck, cradling the back of his head through his hood. His lips parted, and I beckoningly lapped at the underside of his upper lip, drawing him in further, hearing and feeling a low rumble from deep in his throat as it vibrated through him. A strong arm curled around my waist, pulling me into him possessively, the gentle kiss becoming more heated, more passionate, and more and more intense and needy as we playfully and eagerly gasped into each others mouths and teased and nipped at each other’s lips before we barely managed to pull ourselves back, panting and gazing into each others eyes.

“Wow,” I sighed, catching my breath, feeling how cool the air suddenly seemed on my flushed cheeks. “Really missed me today, didn’t you, handsome?” I asked, sliding my hands back down to rest on his chest and maybe just maintain some balance as I felt a bit weak in the knees.

“I always do,” he murmured, his eyes half-lidded. Even though his armor, I could feel his heart racing under my palms.

“Maybe we should order in instead,” I purred, holding my bottom lip between my teeth as I gave him a wanton and predatory gaze.

He arched a sharp eyebrow at me before returning the look, winking. “Maybe.”

I grinned and pressed back against him, hugging him as close as my heavy armor would allow, tucking my head under his jaw with another contented sigh. Both his arms were around me in an instant, hugging me right back, swaying us slowly to some unknown melody in the air.

The day had been long and grueling. He’d had official duties he’d had to see to here and hadn’t been able to join me.

That hadn’t stopped him, though.

From the moment I’d left this morning until I returned to the Hanger not too long ago, he’d been on the comms with me, chatting and joking with me, throwing biting witticisms at our enemies as if he were right there beside me.

I never once felt alone.

Still, through it all, and even with his giddy baritone ringing in my ears, all I could think was there was nowhere else in all creation I’d wanted to be than in his arms.

When we finally and reluctantly eased back from one another, he handed the rose to me with a smile and dotingly tucked a few strands of unruly hair, mussed from my helmet and the gentle winds, back behind my ear, then kissed my forehead. I smiled again and sniffed at the rose once more, the scent intoxicatingly sweet. He quietly chuckled and I grinned, then wrapped my arm around his left bicep, holding onto him as we both turned together and leaned back over the railing, gazing down at the City.

I curled in closer to his side and rested my head on his shoulder. “I love you, you know that?” I whispered.

I felt him tilt his head to rest against mine. “I love you, too,” he whispered back, laying his free hand over the one I had holding the rose.

“Happy Crimson Days, Ais.”

“Happy Crimson Days, Cayde.”

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