FLORENCE CASTLE’S HEROES OF CYBERTRON - EP. 08: OPTIMUS PRIME (2)

it’s so sweet, knowing that you love me

Everything feels better when Genji is with you.

( genji shimada x gender-neutral reader | ~0.8k words )

content: emotional hurt/comfort, some fluff, established relationship (can be read as either romantic or platonic, whichever you’d prefer :)) genji loves u <3

etc: divider by cafekitsune; tagging @angelshub @bitchcraftinc @enchantedforest-network @ghostqueue; cross-posted on ao3

“I have not seen you around recently.”

You look up to find Genji leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest. Quite some time has passed since you first met him. If you were younger, you would’ve jumped out of your skin at his unexpected arrival, but you didn’t. Instead, you didn’t bat an eye, far too jaded to be surprised by anything anymore.

“I’ve been busy,” you say.

Your words feel practised, dishonest, though they aren’t entirely false. Between the increasing Null Sector attacks and the pressure Soldier: 76 has been putting on you, time has felt like it’s been slipping out of your hands. You wish you could be as uplifting as Lena, or maybe as relaxed as Cassidy. It’s never been in your nature to relax, you suppose, having been raised in a disciplinarian family. Yet here you are, curled up in your blankets as you wallow in self-pity, looking the most pathetic you ever have in front of him. 

He doesn’t seem bothered by it, something you can’t decide whether to feel thankful or upset about. Guilt begins to seep into your system as he takes a seat on the edge of your bed. As if he can sense your spiral into pessimism—he probably can, he’s known you for long enough—he laces his fingers with yours, the metal cool against your skin.

A beat of silence passes.

“Genji?” 

He hums, waiting for you to continue.

“I’m sorry.”

You don’t like him seeing you in such a state. Genji caresses the back of your hand with his thumb, seemingly lost in thought for a moment. It’s hard to discern what he’s thinking. He’s been keeping his mask on more frequently, just out of habit, but a part of you wishes you could just see his eyes on you one more time.

“I know you didn’t mean to ignore me,” he speaks up, turning his head in your direction. “But I have missed you. That’s why I came here.”

You manage a weak smile. “I missed you too.”

“Cassidy has been asking for you as well.” There’s an amused lilt in his voice. “He said it’s sad not having his favourite sharpshooter around.”

That gets a chuckle out of you. “His favourite sharpshooter?”

“Yes. And mine too.”

Heat rises to your cheeks at how easily he says it. The fact that he’s holding your hand isn’t helping much, either. Still, it amazes you how a simple two words can make you feel the lightest you’ve ever been. You missed this. You missed him.

“Don’t say it like that,” you mumble, flustered. “I’m trying to mope, Genji.”

“I am not allowing it.” He lets go of your hand and you’re already missing his touch, your bottom lips slightly jutting into a pout at his sudden movement. It doesn’t last long, though, now that he’s shifted his position so he’s laying his head on your lap. “And I was only telling the truth.”

“Shut up.” There’s no actual malice in your words. Even without your other hand coming down to cup the side of his face, you think he knows that very well too. “You can’t just come in here and get me all soft and mushy, you know. You’re so mean.”

“I am mean?” he retorts in mock offence. “I tell you that I miss you, but I am mean.”

“Yeah. The meanest.” You giggle, bringing his hand up to your lips to press a gentle kiss on it. With a pleased sigh, you feel your worries ebb away and let yourself sink into the comfort he brings you. “I’ll probably come back tomorrow. I’m feeling better anyway—”

“You will come see me first, yes?”

You playfully nudge his head away, avoiding his gaze again because somehow it’s like second nature for him to make you feel this way. Like you’re a blushing protagonist of a romance story. In a last ditch attempt to keep your cool, you clear your throat and say in the most deadpan tone you can muster.

“Actually, I think I’ll see Winston first.”

“You would prefer him over me?” You can practically hear him sulking. “And you say that I am mean.”

You find yourself smiling at how natural it feels to fall back into this kind of rhythm with him despite all your setbacks and isolation. It makes your heart swell in joy, being cared for and understood by someone like him. 

“Hey, get up,” you urge him gently. He does so without question, though he still tilts his head at you curiously. You scoot forward, finally leaving the mass of blankets to throw yourself in his arms, pressing a kiss to where his cheek would be. “I love you, Genji.”

He lets out a content sigh. “I love you too. You don’t have to push yourself so hard.”

You fall into a comfortable silence. In the embrace of the one you love, you’re slowly lulled to a peaceful slumber until he speaks up again, this time sounding genuinely concerned.

“But you will come see me first tomorrow, right?”

Your laughter is all he hears.

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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Genji’s Dragon

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Prompt:  Genji’s dragon really loves to hang out with s/o. s/o and Genji are not yet in an established relationship and they both are shy about their feelings for each other.

Word count: 2048

You sat by yourself in a large windowsill, quietly enjoying a book as gentle rays of sunshine beamed through the glass to give you warmth. The day was a bit overcast, but there was just enough sunlight to keep you comfortable.

While invested in your story, you feel an odd warmth gather in your lap. Keeping your eyes on your book, you hesitantly reach down with one hand to feel what’s going on down there. You feel… scales… and a long, serpentine body. Is that a snake!?

You fall out of the windowsill with a shriek. Luckily, you weren’t too far from the ground so you don’t get hurt too bad, but now your head was whipping around looking for the spooky scary snake that dared snuggle up to you. You were confused to find no such thing sitting around you, but as soon as you looked up, you see a wispy green dragon floating in the air mere inches from your nose. You let out a shriek and cover your eyes as a defensive reflex. Staying still for a few moments, you start to think you may just be hallucinating, but you feel a gentle warmth touch one of your hands. Something akin to a lick, you think.

Slowly, you lower your hands from your face and see the dragon is still there. It lets out a frustrated chuff before snuggling up to your cheek, gently wrapping around your neck, and resting its head on your shoulder so it could take a little nap.

Well, it would appear this creature didn’t mean you any harm, but you were still incredibly weirded out by this situation. Where did this dragon come from? Why does it want to sleep on you? Wait, dragons are real? So many questions ran through your mind, you almost didn’t notice when Genji showed up. You spotted his feet in your peripheral vision and looked up to see a rather confused ninja.

“Oh! Genji!” you say, startled.  “Sorry, sorry. I was reading but then I fell and now I’m… here…”

With embarrassment clear on your face, you get back up on your feet and try to avoid eye contact with Genji. Since the moment you first saw him, you have had quite the crush on him. Even when you mistook him for an omnic at first, you wished he would be yours. Of course you’d be caught in such an embarrassing position in front of your dream man…

“So, um, what brings you here? I don’t usually see too many agents in this corner of the Watchpoint.”

“I’m… actually not too sure,” Genji responds, as if in thought. “I just felt like coming here. Like some instinctual pull brought me—“

Just then, the little dragon wrapped around your neck perked its head up and let out a defensive little snarl at Genji, to which Genji took a step back and yelped in surprise… which then made you yelp out of fear.

“What is that doing here?” Genji asked, pointing at the dragon. His visor hid his face, but from his voice you could tell he was completely flabbergasted about all this.

“Oh! It uh, just kind of showed up? That’s actually why I was on the floor. It scared me. Thought it was a snake… Heh, do you know anything about this?”

Now that you mention it, you began to recall Genji having something very similar—

“That’s my dragon!” Genji nearly shrieked. It almost sounded like he was embarrassed about something, but you couldn’t think of anything that could possibly cause him to feel that way.

“Yours? Oh, you mean that glowy dragon that appears when you do your… sword thing? I didn’t think it was… sentient.”

Genji held his hand out toward you and the dragon let out a little growl before begrudgingly uncurling from your neck and twirling around his arm. In an instant, the dragon vanished on a poof of green smoke and it was as if the creature had never been there to begin with.

“It is, somewhat,” Genji said with a sigh. “Most of his behaviors are derived from my own personality and mood. I didn’t even notice it had emerged, let alone left me. I’m sorry it frightened you. I’ll be sure to keep better control over it.”

Now you were feeling a little bad. You didn’t want him to feel so self-conscious about this.

“No, no,” you assure him. “It’s not that big a deal. Now that I know what it is, I wouldn’t mind having it show up again! It was actually kind of warm as it rested on me. Kind of like a long cat.”

You could feel the color flushing in your cheeks as you began to realize how silly you sounded. How dare you describe Genji’s cherished dragon like that? That’s one way to ruin your chances with the guy you crushed on.

Yet, it seemed he did not take offense. Instead, Genji let out a little chortle and nodded his head in agreement.

“It is sort of like a cat, isn’t it? That just means it gets into more trouble than it should. But, if you really don’t mind, I suppose it’s alright. If only I knew what drew it to you in the first place.”

Oh, but he knew. He knew all too well but was too afraid to admit it. Just like you had fallen so hard for him, Genji had fallen just as hard for you if not harder. It would seem now his desires are finally starting to become too much for him and his dragon thought it would be best to take action. Sadly, Genji didn’t think you’d be willing to go out with him. Despite his time with Zenyatta, he is still somewhat concerned with his appearance and feels in his current state, he in unlovable—at least not in the intimate sense. He can make friends and close companions just fine, but to take on a lover? It was impossible, or so he thought.

With that, Genji simply gave you a little wave and left you alone. But, even with him gone, you swore you could still feel his presence deep within your chest.

That night, Genji dreamed of holding you in his arms. He wanted to squeeze you tight, kiss you hard, and make you all his. Of course, that was just a dream, but come morning, you woke up to find Genji’s dragon had returned. The glowing green serpent was curled into a little ball on your stomach, much like how a cat curls up. Does this thing even know it’s reptilian? Regardless, you found it pretty cute, even if its presence did give you a bit of a start when you woke up. You reach out and gently stroke the dragon’s cute little head, then rub down along its back. The dragon lets out a pleased purr and presses against your hand for more affection.

However, this contact must have sent a jolt through the dragon, because as soon as you started petting it, Genji launched up from his bed with a gasp and instantly knew his dragon had wandered off again. He was correct in assuming his dragon had gone to be with you again. Damn, it was too early for this…

Genji felt himself being consumed by an addictive warmth. It was something that made his heart pound out of his chest and he silently cursed his dragon as he simmered in jealousy. He needed to get his dragon back, but most importantly, he needed to see you.

Genji got himself out of bed and rushed to put himself together. It was as if every moment apart from you left him more and more antsy. Once he looked decent, he rushed out of his room and simply followed the compass in his heart to find where you and his dragon were hiding. It was likely you were still in your room given the early hour, so he hoped he wouldn’t be waking you up or anything.

You remained in your bed, gazing at the dragon with loving eyes as you lazily stroked its limp body. It had become so relaxed under your touch it was basically a limp noodle by now. After what felt like a good hour, you hear a gentle knock on your door that still managed to make you turn stiff with surprise. Then, as much as you didn’t want to, you carefully got yourself out of bed and pulled the dragon off of you. The spirit was not pleased in the slightest, but allowed it for it knew who was at the door.

You open it to see Genji standing there. Of course, you think to yourself. You grab the dragon out of the air with a mastery that gave Genji a shock. You had only known the dragon for less than a day and you already handled it so well! It was good to see you were quickly establishing such a good connection.

You hold the dragon out to Genji and he shyly takes it back. The dragon dissipates as he makes contact with it.

“Heh… Sorry again. It would seem my dragon is quite fond of you.”

You smile just a bit in your still sleepy state, picking up on the adorable shyness in Genji’s voice.

“Well, I think I’m becoming quite fond of your dragon as well,” you reply.

The ninja perks up just a bit at this. He couldn’t tell if that tone you were using was flirty or not, but he considered it to be enough to make a move. A very subtle move, he hopes.

He inquires, “Is that so? Perhaps we could, I don’t know, arrange a meeting time of sorts? Just a time for us to hang out so you can spend some time with my dragon. I mean— at least then maybe the darn thing would stop running off like this. It’s much more bothersome than it lets on.”

You had a sneaking suspicion that this may or may not be Genji asking you out on a date. You really really hoped that was the case. Your heart swelled and you internally screamed at the thought of it, but you didn’t want to get your hopes up too high either. You figured it would be best to play it safe, but that doesn’t mean you won’t be totally relishing in this opportunity.

“I think that sounds lovely,” you say after pretending to think it over for a moment. “I’d love to spend more time with that sweet dragon of yours! Oh—and you too, I guess.”

With a coy little wink, you tell him he can text you whenever he is in the mood to hang and the two of you can just work it out from there. Then, you shut the door and flop back onto your bed to try and get some more sleep, but you just can’t. You’re too busy rolling around and screaming into your pillow. A date with Genji! Well, not a date exactly. But still! A DATE WITH GENJI!

Meanwhile, Genji has a silent celebration of his own on the other side of your door, pumping his fists into the air and letting out soft, whispered “yesssss”s under his breath. Looks like that whole “get a date through your pet” also applies to ancient spirit dragons. Even his dragon emerges once again to twirl around his head and let out a few excited chuffs and rub up against Genji’s face plate with glee.

Still, the dragon’s plan to break the ice has worked, but it thinks it still needs to help Genji, at least until they get married. The dragon ceases its celebration to look back at your door, then glance at Genji.

“Don’t you dare,” Genji whispers angrily and gestures for the dragon to return to him, but nope. The dragon reveals a mischievous toothy grin and phases through the door to snuggle up to you again.

Genji whines and slowly sinks down to the floor with his head in his hands. His descent is accompanied by a long “noooooooooooooo” until he hits the floor. This was so embarrassing. He wishes he could put a leash on that thing.

THERE’S STILL A LOT OF WORK AHEAD.

HERE IS MY TAKE ON GENJI because no one asked:

Genji was once a man with nothing but anger in his heart. When he was deployed in Blackwatch, it had blinded him to their clandestine operations. Much more than that, it had blinded him from reality. Genji’s own brother, the one person he had trusted the most, was willing to sacrifice him for no other means than to uphold the very legacy Genji had been born into. In his youth, he felt blessed to be a Shimada. But after that day, he realized his name was nothing more than a curse.

But he had grown wiser, saw the error of his ways once he had trained under Zenyatta. His mind was no longer fogged with turmoil. Rather, he had come to peace with the events of his past. He had considered himself a different man, then. Forged himself anew, approached life with a different perspective. And when he met you, he felt his life changing for the better. Butterflies arose in his chest, his heart fluttered, and he cherished every moment the two of you shared.

He knew it was wrong. He knew he was feeding the dragon inside him he never wanted to awaken. But he couldn’t deny who he was, a Shimada. It was in his blood to fight for what he wanted, to possess you in anyway he could. All his efforts to suppress his desires had no effect. No amount of excess training nor meditation could stop him from thinking of you. In fact, his deepest fears were only beginning to fester further the more he tried to neglect them. Impulses and compulsions began to manifest. He followed you. Learned your routine and centered his life around it, sneaking long walks to trace your every move. You were none the wiser, thinking every meeting was nothing more than a coincidence. He endeared your naivety and your innocence that allowed him to remain in the shadows of your life.

The anger that had once consumed him before had begun to turn into something far more dangerous. Love. Because he wanted it. He didn’t want to dispel it like a plague, he wanted to nurture it, allow it to blossom into the most beautiful flower. Loving you from afar made him feel whole. Tore him apart from what ailed him, soothed his aching soul that hadn’t felt so light as when he was with you.

When Genji’s father passed, there was no room for love in his life. His father kept their family pure. He and Hanzo were unadulterated by the thirst for power, he had hardly understood it then. All he knew was the freedom to frolick in his family’s luxuries and his own youthful innocence.

Though now he had liberated himself from his former trauma, he enjoyed your company because it reminded him of those simpler times. You were kind to him, just as he remember his mother’s kindness before she too tragically passed. But he could feel the love he was yearning for in you, and he would to anything to take it.

Dance with me?

I did a post on my other blog about slow dancing, and I loved writing it, so I decided to write something like that here too. It turned more into a comfort thing though. It’s a holoform thing also, because I just felt like writing him as a human, so I’ll be tagging this as humanformers. I’m so glad I wrote something other than requests, it’s been a while since I did something like this. I’m gonna get back to the requests later this week though, so no worries

•You’d invited Optimus to your place for the night, because you just felt like you could both use some time together

•You ate dinner together, and had some wine, and he was pretty quiet the whole evening

•He doesn’t talk very much in the first place, but now even less for some reason

•When you had eaten, he collected all the dishes and piled them in the sink, but you noticed he sort of hovered next to the sink, like he didn’t know what to do

•You grabbed his hand and he turned to face you, he looked exhausted and so very stressed it made your heart ache

•You just ask him “Dance with me?” and he just nods

•You had had some melodic music playing very quietly in the background, so you pulled him closer and guided his hands to your waist

•Optimus is very tall, even in his holoform, so you’re about shoulder height to him

•You wrap your hand together behind his lower back  and just hold him close, while starting to sway lightly

•You can feel his body being really tense, before he finally relaxes and exhales very deeply

•Optimus is resting his chin on top of your head and he has his eyes closed

•You know how stressed he is and you’re honestly surprised he hasn’t broken down in a while

•Now he’s just holding you like his life depends on it, he’s so scared for you every day, he knows the decepticons know about you and he knows how vindictive Megatron is

•You start to feel him shuddering while you hold each other, and you can hear him crying very quietly

• You try to pull back a bit to see his face, but he embraces you tighter and asks you not to pull away

•You just hug him back and stay in his arms, you’re not swaying to the music anymore, you’re just standing there, holding each other

•After a while he apologizes if he ruined your evening by crying, but you just place your hands on his cheeks gently and tell him that he never needs to apologize to you for something like that

•Optimus embraces you again, this time lifting your feet off the floor and just whispers a teary “thank you” into your ear

•You’re so very dear to him, you’re his light in all the darkness that is his life in the middle of the war he’s fighting

•He treasures moments like this with you so much, he would love it if he could spend his life with you, no war, no fear of you getting hurt by someone who hates him so much they’d relish in the pain your death would bring him

•Just him, with you, forever

What's your big opinion on every Sonic character don't skip any detail

Dude, do you know how many sonic characters are there?

Like a lot. So im gonna keep it on the main ones LOLL

Maybe i'll add to this tho. We'll see.

HERE WE GO!!

Sonic: He's my favourite character of all times! Such a funky fella. I love his way of thinking, (as in everyone deserves second chances and freedom is important) and of acting, with the whole attitude. He gives me a sense of freedom that i haven't felt from any other media at all! Its quite impressive honestly. I could write pages upon pages on how Sonic as a character is like the peak of literature in my eyes, but this post would get way too long. In summary tho, i like almost every aspect of Sonic the Character.

Tails: The baby! I also really love tails! I think his role as a sideckick is very endearing, and is a great balance to sonic in all possible ways. One problem with modern Tails, though. He's portrayed as a coward. And like??? That's not who he is?? Like C'mon sega.

Knuckles: He don't chuckle!! Final part of team Sonic, and Sonic's first rival! I really like the knucklehead. But as is the norm, Sega screwed him up badly on Boom. I despise that they're supposed to be the same Knuckles. Because they're not. I like Boom Knuckles, as his own character, but granted, Boom is an acquired taste.

Amy: Honorary part of team sonic! I love her! Mostly on the IDW Comics. I think they handle her excellently in there. I know that Amy is a hated character by the fanbase because most say that her only purpose is to be the "girl character love interest" and i can agree up to some point in some games, but in IDW she's sooo much better. We stan IDW Sonic.

Shadow: Yet another case of Sega making character assassination. Shadow's like, one of the most complex sonic characters there are, If not THE most complex one. And i love that! Though im very sad that Sega hasn't been able to replicate that SA2 Magic quite as well. Will SonicXShadow (heh) give him justice? Stay tuned.

Rouge: MY GIRL!! Ok so controversial opinion, Rouge's my second favourite sonic character, just because i think its hilarious that she (once) was the leader of team Dark. So She commanded a killing machine and An alien experiment. What a girlboss! 10/10 Character.

Omega: Gotta be honest, not much of an omega fan. But i really like his dynamic w/Rouge and Shadow. It's pretty sweet that they become friens :)

Cream: The other baby! I think she's the sweetest character. Like fr. I really want to see her more often on the games! Though i get why in recent games she hasn't appeared. Suddenly the adventures got way too serious. Still want her back in the games though!

Blaze: Fire princess! I fr am so salty that she isn't as much in the games. Like, what gives? She's such a successful character (With good reason btw) and you arent like, putting her in the stage?? outrageous. But yeah, i really Like Blaze. Her contrast and similarities with sonic are great! They make a great duo too.

Silver: The sweetest most unhinged boi in the sonic canon. I find it very funny that in his first appearance he was all angsty and stuff, but now he's full on optimism and sunshine. I love the juxtaposition on that behalf. Boi is cute but he can mess you up.

The Chaotix: Oh i love the found family trope. Espio's my fave for sure. He's the funny ninja, what else do you want? Though Vector and Charmy are great too. Vector has such a cool ass dad vibe. And Charmy... is Charmy. if yk yk.

AAAAND I think i'll leave it there. Should i include someone else? lmk.

Thanks for the ask!

-Akari

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.

Hi! So I'd like to request (if you want too) headcanons of Hazard and reader having a hard-core flirting thing going on. But neither is making a move and everyone's like bro KISS ALREADY-

You can decide who makes the first move!

(Also I love ur writing I need more of this man)

What it would be like to hardcore flirt with Hazard (JUST MAKE OUT ALREADY)

General Dynamic

- Hazard and you are constantly locking eyes in conversations, but instead of looking away, they hold the gaze with a subtle smirk or eyebrow raise. It leaves everyone in the room feeling like a third wheel.

- Their banter is razor-sharp but never truly mean—it's like a game of verbal chicken where both are testing how far they can push before it gets real.

- Leaning too close while explaining something, brushing fingers when handing over items, or Hazard casually putting your hair behind your ear because “it bothered him”.

- Hazard calls Reader things like “sweetheart” and “hotshot” while Reader shoots back with “tough guy” and “Spiked for brains”. The nicknames become progressively flirtier over time.

Group Reactions

- Mutual friends and even the Phreaks are so done with it. Constant comments like, *“Will you two just kiss already?”* or blatant matchmaking attempts at group events.

- Hazard will throw a “don't wait up" as Reader leaves the room just to rile everyone up. Reader, unfazed, winks and says, "You wish."

- The group starts theorizing that the prolonged flirting is some kind of elaborate prank or game they're playing with each other.

Hazard’s Style

- Hazard loves to lean in close when talking, with that trademark smirk, and then back away *just* as it seems like he might actually say something meaningful.

- Occasionally, Hazard lets the guard down—just for a second—saying something like, *“You’re not as bad as I thought you were,”* before immediately covering it up with a laugh.

- Hazard steps in when needed, whether it’s someone hitting on Reader or a dangerous situation, but plays it cool after, with a casual, *“Can’t let anything happen to my favorite rival, can I?”*

Your Moves

- You play the game just as well, but occasionally stumbles over a quip when Hazard’s intensity catches them off guard.

- After you found out that Hazard likes to be praise, you tend to sneak in small praises like “You’re annoyingly good at this, y’know?” which Hazard always catches and turns into a smug grin or if you catch him guard…you’ll just see a freshly made tomato :].

- You LOVE to outdo Hazard just to see that spark of competitive fire in his eyes—whether it’s in training, arguments, casual bets or just to see how much flustered can you get him before he breaks.

- Speaking of breaking first, one night, when the teasing’s gone too far, Hazard corners you, smirks, and plants one hand against the wall beside your head. "Ye’ve been dancin’ ‘round this for long enough” he says, his voice low, laced with that distinct Scottish lilt. You raise an eyebrow, trying to hold your ground despite the way his words send a shiver down your spine. “Oh, do you? Go on, Hazard, enlighten me." His smirk deepens, and he leans in, his breath warm against your ear. "Ye want me tae make the first move. Admit it, lass." You let out a scoff, though your voice wavers slightly. "Big words for someone who’s been as scared to do it as me." Hazard pulls back just enough to meet your eyes, his teasing smirk softening into something sharper, more determined. "If ye think I’m scared, ye dinnae ken me at all." Before you can fire back, he closes the gap, catching your lips in a kiss that's rough and unrestrained, like he’s been holding back for far too long. When he finally pulls away, his breath mingling with yours, he grins, his accent thick and dripping with smugness, "Told ye I’d be the one tae break first." You grab the front of his jacket, pulling him closer, a smirk of their own spreading across their face, "Don’t get cocky, Hazard. This isn’t over yet." And just like that, the tension snaps, the teasing taking on a fiery, new intensity.

Mindwipe

The mysterious and mystical Decepticon

Art by me

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