Thin Line (part 1)
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.
You know why I really like this scene in the movie. because it actually gives us a perspective into Maria as a character and her thought process
Here is this 11-13 year old girl skating around this military base where no one is acknowledging her or even really giving her a time of day. She looks alittle lost and very much sticks out among the scientist and even the scenery. She’s energetic, fun and all around looks positive.
And the first thing someone does when they see her is reprimand her for her “skating” or being a kid
and yes does she take the skates off but she also won’t put shoes on.
A dig at Walters for making her take them off in the first place. The thing most people do is wear shoes. But she never does unless she is skating. Other then that it’s just her wearing socks.
and when she stumbles into shadows “room” she isn’t scared of him like the scientist are. she’s quite curious and sees him as a grumpy kid stuck in a tube.
and to cheer him up she draws on his tube to bring more of a friendly approach to him. So he can let his guard down with her. She’s bringing her Robotnik charm out.
and then she initiates reaching out to him after she sees he actually liked the drawing. That he smiled. she chose kindness. Because she saw him as someone. She saw him as a kid, just like her.
Shadow is suppose to be this living weapon. Something that harnesses absolute power. But Maria was never fascinated by that, she was interested in him.
Not once was she ever worried about her safely or him being different. She just saw Shadow. she saw him as a friend and a person. Not a weapon like GUN
She stood her ground when meeting shadow and instead of falling for his rough appearance and stand-offish body language. She chose to open up to him. Show him she was not a threat. She was determined.
and when he returns her gesture she is so happy.
The first person in this base who showed her the same kindness and interest back.
Her only friend.
Can you do more relationship fluff HCs with blackwatch and fem s/o? I love your other blackwatch work! Thanks!!
Genji loves to go out, but in his Blackwatch era the days of arcade games and goofing off are at an all-time low
However, he loves to hike.
He feels in his time of getting used to a cybernetic body, he has lost touch with himself.
Being out in nature helps him find peace whereas being in Moira's lab cannot
He doesn't really camp and spend the night too often though with you he'll pack a couple hammocks and find a nice campground
He'll pull you in with him a set you in his lap and pull out a book all while having his arms around you
Occasionally if you're cuddled against his chest, he'll pull you up to kiss you, and he'll have his body cybernetics heat up to keep you warm if the day grows cold
Genji doesn't necessarily eat, but Angela made it so he's able to enjoy small amounts of food
This means S'mores!
He enjoys them, but he likes feeding you them and laughing at the chocolate and marshmallow mess on your face
you did the same to him and it was one of the first times you've heard him laugh whole heartedly and man was that a majestic feeling
On the side, another hobby he's picked up is wood carving
Genji loves to make little statues for you, whether it's of dragons or foxes and if you're lucky he'll make a little inscription
Doesn't really have technology, but he does own a Wii?
Wii sports date night with the cowboy who's weirdly good at Wii bowling
Cassidy jokingly calls himself a gamer, but even a junker with -1 braincell could see he's not
The moment you buy Mario kart Wii and beat him over and over he's on his KNEES begging to play something else
REFUSES TO PLAY RED DEAD REDEMPTION NO MATTER HOW GOOD THE GRAPHICS ARE
Like I said in other post, while He can't barbeque his specialty lies in making comfort foods like corn bread, BBQ beans, mashed potatoes, and a basic pan seared steak.
On days your sick he'll whip up a hot tomato bisque with some bread on the side
Cassidy would love if you'd join him in the kitchen, meal preparation is always a pain in the ass
Going out, another thing he likes to do is go to carnivals, though he hates rollercoasters of any kind
He just likes showing you all the cheats to the unwinnable games
Not because he's scared, he just gets sick on them very easy
ok fine he's scared, I tried to cover for him but no he's a scaredy cat
If the day is free and slow, he's totally ok with chilling at home and holding you on the couch
Beware his beard tickles you during most kisses
Likes to wrap his poncho around you and put his cowboy hat on you
Definitely can't resist to kiss you when he sees you in his clothes
matching western outfits YES!
Such a weeb, and you'll know it after many nights in her lab
Watches anime while doing trivial experiments or documenting her results and she'll have you right there with her
When she goes home, she takes you with her and in all honesty she way too tired to cook so expect some take-out and a bottle of wine
Dinner is usually pretty animated; home is a place where she feels open to talk to you about her frustrations and excitements and she knows you'll listen and take to heart what she says
Make-out sessions with wine-stained lips, moira's pretty saucy milf don't sass me anon
Her corrupted hand pains her though she doesn't show it in front of others
Having you near her helps distract her form the pain ahd you and turn just puts some heat packs in the microwave and hold them against her arm
Occasional affection, but not much and that mostly stems from her fear of hurting you
Won't hesitate to kiss you though
absolutely no PDA
Long chess matches, she likes to play wits against wits
insert another wine-stained make out session here after you lose a match
her haughtiness after a winning makes her this way
She loves to style hair; it helps her unwind and she's rather good at it
same goes for nails, honestly, I can't paint nails for shit, but know that moira can and she will do yours in a heartbeat
SPA DATES
I have this image of moira with a cucumber mask and i can't get it out of my head god damnit
Big man. big arms. big cuddles
Sparring matches at HQ! Helps burn off energy and Afterwords he likes to head home with you
karaoke night, he probably finds some songs to sing in Spanish to woo you
Definitely a dancer, and won't take no for answer if he drags you out onto the floor
His thighs save lives
pulls you into his arms and sways to the beat
Twirls then dips you (the crowd gasps)
type of guy to have a rose in his mouth tbh
On the drive back he' gets drive thru and you two are laughing your asses of on the standup comedy radio
Gabriel occasionally takes you to this seaside cliff where he goes to contemplate and reflect on his decisions.
It's late at night and with the bags of fast food in his hand and a flashlight in the other he takes you to the top.
Once Gabe finds the spot, he finds the remnants of an old campfire and starts a fire and a couple worn plastic chairs are already set around the fire
You two are chowing down on fast food burgers and fries, and he reaches over with one arms and pulls you to his side
After finishing he puts out the fire and the stars become clearer than ever and looking over the cliff, the waves glow blue with bioluminescence
Gabriel smiles warmly at you and wraps an arm around your waist and brings his lips to yours
His kisses warm you up as the ocean breeze blows past the two of you
A/N: Not as much as the last one, but I pulled what I could from my brain to write more for the Blackwatch crew
“Give me a few days of peace in your arms—I need it terribly. I’m ragged, worn, exhausted. After that I can face the world.”
-Henry Miller
though I have to say goodbye,
Remember me,
Don’t let it make you cry.
— ♠️ —
A feeling washed over your form, it was a feeling of dread and you could felt something was wrong. You leaned on the kitchen counter, clutching your chest. You hate this feeling. Your Ghost was sleeping peacefully on their nest, probably next to the baby.
A baby cooed in the crib, somehow giving you strength to walk over to the crib. “Oh Ace.” He had his father’s looks, probably taking the credit with the eyes, except the hair and body. You reach down, placing your hand on his plump cheeks. His eyes — it has that same sparkle as Cayde — gaze at you with wonder.
As for your gaze, small droplets of water landed on Ace’s cheek. You were crying. This couldn’t get any worse as you pick up the baby, giving soft kisses to his cheek and forehead. Ghost had felt the change of your emotions. They woke up from their nap and floats towards you, brushing their shell to your other cheek.
This was not the end of it as you went to the meeting room. Zavala had summoned you and only you. Walking to the meeting room, you noticed that the Hunters weren’t acting like themselves. The Titans and Warlocks in their Fireteam or Clans were talking to them. If something has happened to the Hunters then something has happened to Cayde. Few Guardians takes a few glance to you, knowing who you are.
Ikora was there and Saladin too. This can’t be good.
Taking a deep breath, you push the door open with both hands and the sight immediately brought you to your knees.
“No, no, no, no.” But you didn’t fell to your knees, instead you rush over to your husband. The Guardian who went with him, they were silent, their head was down.
The tears came back. “Hey, wake up, Caydie…. please?” You said, cradling his face. The faceplates were in pieces, his optics. They were not light up and have the spark. It was dark. “Please, please don’t do this.”
A hand was placed on your hand. “It’s real, hun.” Amanda was here. “Guardian did their duty but Cayde… he did his best. Like every Guardian did. He will not be forgotten.”
“Yes, he will be remembered. A memorial should be build.” You let out a shaky sigh, making yourself to smile that wept. “It was all he ever wanted, a big statue of him.”
Zavala, Ikora and Saladin shared a look. The tradition must go on. Amanda rubbed your back, giving her shoulder for you. She knows what the trio are thinking. “Tradition is tradition.”
“I know. I’ll be the Hunter Vanguard.” Your Ghost appeared and went to his Ghost, looking at the bits of pieces of him. “Can’t run away from that, eh?”
“I’ll remember you.” You leaned over to his mouth plates, gave him a kiss. It will be the last kiss that you will remember from him. For him, it was at the Hangar, asking a good luck kiss from you.
— ♠️ —
For even if I’m far away, I hold you in my heart
I sing a secret song to you each night we are apart
— ♠️ —
The funeral wasn’t everyone favourite even to go to, but it was a must since they lost another Guardian. Some say a friend, a mentor, an annoyance but to you, he was your lover, your husband and your heart.
You had taken the mantle, his outfit has changed from the one you had seen. It was without the hood and you wonder, if Andal was there. He wouldn’t be lonely. He has Guardians and the people up there, accompanying him, paying his debts. Your Ghost wasn’t sure on what shell to wear but they use their old shell. The shell you had met him.
Ace was sleeping in the stroller. He had a little plushie of the gun that Cayde always use. Colonel was there, standing next to you, she was wearing the cloak that he gave her from the Dawning.
The Hunters had their own way of giving their respect to him. Zavala and Ikora had their own speech about him. You didn’t want to.
You decided to unleash your Super; the Gunslinger and use the Golden gun, using the bullets to remember him. A few Gunslingers, Dawnblades and Sunbreakers join in. Soon, every Guardian use their Supers to give the end a memory for Cayde.
— ♠️ —
Remember me, for I will soon be gone
Remember me, and let the love we have live on
And know that I’m with you the only way that I can be
So, until you’re in my arms again
Remember me
— ♠️ —
Walking down to the Hangar with Ace following you, the Guardians greeted you with a nod. The new ones; the Kinderguardians gave you a small wave. Ace waved back.
Thanks to the Guardian and Amanda’s help, Cayde’s ship, the Queen of Hearts was done. Ace was excited about seeing the ship that his father piloted. You have told him all about Cayde, even asking Zavala or Ikora to join in.
The young boy had that mischievous within him and you know where he got it.
“Where are we going, mom?”
“To visit dad and tell him our day.”
“Oh! Can it be a picnic? I have so many things to tell him!”
“Sure thing.” My Prince of Hearts.
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
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)
{2/2} may i ask for some thoughts over cayde being interested in a warlock who he often catches staring at him (in an shy way, not in a creepy way ? lol) and every time he catches them they panic and try to look busy by reading/looking somewhere else instead ? thank you so very much, and i hope you're having a wonderful day/evening/night !! 💕 -timid warlock anon (i hope it's okay to name my anon self for you, aha,,,❤️)
Sure thing, Guardian and no problem. You too, have a great day/evening/night! Or in time and space
Cayde caught someone, who was staring at him? This is not his first time because he have seen it after becoming an EXO. Or was it that people can’t handle him? He will never know. There is a but when he saw them, often staring at him. He notice how they panic when he look at them and went back to whatever they were doing.
He found this amusing because he has notice them a lot more than them. Their quirks and habits. He had taken a few notes and remind you, he is a Hunter who has seen things more than any of his Hunters. He is an experience one.
Still, he’ll ask Ikora about that certain Warlock and she knows why. She won’t tell him, not even her Warlocks so Cayde has to figure it out which bums him out.
It goes on for a long time and he decide to go up front because they are torturing him, both physical and mentally.
The Warlock got a small jumpscare when he took his seat next to them or stood next to them, engaging in a small conversation. It becomes a long than a small and short one. They become friends but the Warlock wanted more than that but they need their friend, time to be on their side.
Ikora listened what the Warlock said and she was happy for them. Warlock Mom is proud of her kids.
Time made them to be best friends and will they stay as that or something more? Are they gonna be stuck in the friendzone? Time will tell.
a small Guardian x Crow ficlet, inspired by me having consecutive nightmares for way too long now 😩
Crow was... running. The reality was loose under his feet and kept changing directions. But he knew he had to keep going, forward and forward.
Until he ran into the Guardian, whose face, contorted with anger, scared him. And he didn't know how to keep that fear down, so he screamed and screamed and screamed and waited until his screaming made his voice nothing but a hoarse echo.
And then he woke up.
His fingers grip onto the blankets, feeling the warmth of the fabric, the tight folds. His heart is pounding in his chest, trying to run away. Trying to make him run away.
The Guardian sits up beside him, and Crow flinches. His throat still hurts from screaming, even if he didn't utter a sound.
They ask him if he is alright.
"I... You are not mad at me, are you?"
They smile at him and shake their head. A resolution so clear, it wipes away some of the fear.
"Another nightmare," Crow mutters, rubbing his sleepy eyes, trying to make the burning tears in the corners of his eyes go away, unbidden. He is so tired.
As the Guardian guides him into their arms, Crow counts the lights outside the window. He feels for the fabric, and then for the Guardian's body. He feels the smell of them both, of their home. His mouth tastes with anxious acid.
But his heart slows down and reality sets in with a kinder sensation around him.
He doesn't need to run. He doesn't need to scream.
The Guardian kisses his forehead as Crow nestles within their embrace. He is not sure he wants to sleep just yet, so he wraps himself in the comfort of being held and reassured.
Maybe tomorrow those dreams will not find him again.
Rules are like bones; they're made to be broken.
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