“So, How Do We…?”

Hi! I have a request for you! How would Hanzo and Genji's noodles act around their S/Os?

>.< LOVE ME SOME SHIMADA NOODLES!!!!!

(By the way, I imagine Genji’s dragon to be a girl? Idk why)

Hanzo:

When the two of you started dating

The noodles were so confused

For one, they are not used to Hanzo smiling

Nor the emotions that you stirred within the older Shimada

For another…You scared them the first time you met them

The first thing you did was pick one up, hold it to your chest like a puppy and you scratched under its chin

At first they nipped and wiggled, unused to such affection

Yet you would still hug them, snuggle them…

You’d feed them treats Hanzo would NEVER ever ever let them have

Like bacon, or little chocolate pieces, or little bits of meat from your dinner plate during supper

Hanzo is worried you’re going to make them fat, honestly, and that they’ll someday look like one of those pudgy cats that have to be rolled around because they can’t get up

Love for you starts blossoming pretty fast

It isn’t hard to see why their master loves you

They are so used to you now that they will lift their heads when they hear your name

They will run into your arms if you call them

They are now very protective of you

And one of them knows how to shake a claw for treats :) the other learned the potato-jutsu (flops on floor and sulks till treat is received)

Hanzo is glad the noodles have taken to you, but he had no doubt they would either way

Genji:

Soba was really sulky when Genji first introduced you

She’s not used to having to share Genji

Genji has this little cat bed in his room for her

She just turns away when you crouch in front of her

When you don’t go away, she turns and gives you a grumpy blep, her tongue sticking out cutely

Immediately you blep right back at her

And for a moment, Soba is so startled

Except immediately, just because of the blep, you fascinate her

Genji has gone to grab some snacks, and when he comes back he nearly drops them

Your sitting on the bed with Soba curled up in your lap, her tongue out a bit as you pet her

You’ve already found so many of her sweet spots, the places she loves to get a good scratch the most

Soba makes you think of a puppy

Now she goes with you two whenever you leave the house

While she’s still jealous over her master, she’s okay with sharing him with you and Zenyatta. 

Also adores you. Likes to curl up around your neck when you guys are out walking

You always sneak her pieces of chicken

You’re the only person who’ll let her sleep in the bed

She likes to smoosh between you and Genji’s bodies in the bed, not because she doesn’t want you two touching but because you are both soooooo warm

You like playing with her and a laser pointer

*Rats surries across floor*

"We request smooches from genji and Zenyatta"

hello my rat friends!!! of course you may get smooches from the lovelies!!

You were the only one who was ever allowed to see Genji's face anymore. He was too scared to show anyone else the scars he had obtained, but you? No, never you. He knew you would look past the scars and still call him beautiful. He knew you would cup his face and tell him just how much you loved him, not caring about the gnashes in both his skin and his life.

"You wanna go to the arcade?" Genji rushed into your room, throwing the door open.

"Please?!" You stood up quickly as Genji began putting on his mask.

Before he was able to put it on, you moved it down and pressed a kiss onto his lips, shocking him a little bit into a smile.

"Stawp." He blushed as you wrapped your arms around him into a hug.

"Ready for the arcade?" You asked, quickly pulling away from said hug.

"Yes, but one moment." Genji covered your face in little kisses and dragged you to the arcade, slipping on his mask as you sighed lovingly with goo goo eyes.

"Can we go on that date yet?" You whispered to Zen.

Zen shot you a look, but chuckled. "I'm meditating. Give me one second please?"

You just nodded and sat in silence, quickly getting bored. You scooted closer to Zen. And then closer. And then closer.

The omnic sighed heavily and turned to you. "y/n, please."

"Sorry." You said, trying not to giggle.

After a few more moments of that terrible silence, Zenyatta wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close. "Thank you for your attempted patience, y/n. We can go on that date now."

"Yay!!" You hugged Zen back and kissed him on his cold cheeks while he nuzzled against you before helping you up to go on your date.

~~~~~

<3 if you want character smooches, my inbox is open! <3

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“Watch your back, shoot straight, conserve ammo, and never EVER, cut a deal with a Warlock."

Decided for no reason whatsoever to make Ace Attorney style sprites for Destiny characters, so here’s the rough animation for Cayde, who’s pose was based on Godot’s

REVERSE SONAMY

I feel that there is a bit of confusion in regards to the ever-popular "Reverse Sonamy" trope fans are hoping to see in Sonic Movie 4. Every time I bring it up, I get this:

"Well, I want Sonic to like Amy, but I don't want her to be completely disinterested in Sonic!"

Actually, this isn't a misunderstanding of Reverse Sonamy. This is a misunderstanding of actual Sonamy. This is for one reason:

SONIC LIKES AMY. It is confirmed. It is teased, and the whole "dating" thing probably won't become canon until I'm 100, but Sonic being romantically interested in Amy IS a thing.

Reverse Sonamy is the same thing, but flipped. Sonic is more open about trying to gain the affections of Amy, who is interested, but is too shy/has more important things on her mind.

Genji x GN! Reader

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“(Y/N)…! Dr. Ziegler is looking for you! It’s urgent!” It was a nurse who barged into your room that let night. And even despite how late it was, you remained awake, studying your notes and using coffee to stay awake. You were a student of Swiss Doctor Angela Ziegler, learning how to preform medicine the way she does. It was something that had always fascinated you and to finally be able to work at her side was a dream come true.

You weren’t expecting the nurse to come to you so urgently. Usually if Angela needed something from you, she would call you up or tell you before hand when she needed something done. It was odd… and that’s how you know that it was actually urgent. You were quick to get to your feet, tugging on your lab coat on the way after grabbing it from the back of your desk chair on the way out. As you neared the room your mentor was in, the heavy smell of iron hung in the air. You took up a medical mask on the way in, figuring there must be an injured patient inside. A very injured one by the sound of it.

That struck a nervous cord within you. You were a trainee and haven’t worked on any big operations yet. You haven’t even practiced the procedures before. Then again, this must’ve been sudden for Angela too. And she called you for help! So without a second to waste, you turned to walk in the door only to be left frozen in a small state of shock. What had even happened?

The man was bloodied up bad, wounds covering his body. Correction, what was left of it. He was missing over 50% of his body. The only thing left was his torso, his neck and head, and his left arm. Everything else was just gone! “(Y/N)! We need to stop the bleeding!” Angela urged, quickly passing you a pair of gloves as she rushed to your side and back to get anything and everything she could to stop all of the blood.

It was then you realized the heart monitors. He was still alive? I guess the anesthesia and the morphine was helping with this- with the addition of blood transfusions- but still! How hasn’t he died from the blood loss? That must be why Angela is rushing. If there was a chance to save his life then you too would take that chance along side her teacher. You quickly slipped on the gloves and got to work along side the Swiss Doctor, doing quick work of patching up whatever was needed to be patched up.

This process took hours. Many, many long hours. But when you two were done, you got the moment to relax. The sun had came up a couple of hours ago and the both of you were running on little sleep. However, you two couldn’t sleep just yet. You had to complete the operation. You turned to Angela who threw off her gloves into the trash can and moved to the phone hanging on the wall. It sounds like she’s calling the mechanics downstairs. Did she plan to have prosthetics made?

You began to pull off your own gloves and throw them away, allowing your mind to drift into thought. Who was this man? How did he end up like this? Who caused it? What caused it? How was he brought here? How is he still alive? That last one can be answered easily. A damn miracle. He shouldn’t even be alive and shouldn’t have been when he first got here. And yet somehow, that heart monitor continues to steadily beat to its own slow rhythm.

You haven’t even been given the chance to read the records yet, though I guess now would be the time now that everything was stabilized. You straightened your coat and turned to the tablet on the counter and turned it on. It was what the doctors here used to log the patients information and their condition. Any reason they are here or any medical information on them were in the files in the system. You looked at what Angela managed to get down before she had to rush to start the operation. There wasn’t a name on here yet. There was an estimated height and eight based on what’s left of his body. Blood type as well. And then finally there was a synopsis on his current situation.

“(Y/N)? I’m going to order us a coffee to help us stay awake. The mechanics downstairs are making the parts and will ship them up here as soon as possible.” Angela spoke as she placed the phone on its hook. You carefully sat the tablet down and looked to her. “Thank you, Angelia.” A half smile tugged to your lips for only a moment before it fell as you looked to the patient. “Who brought him in here?” You spoke your curiosities out loud before looking back to Angela.

“Our Blackwatch team found him like that on a mission. They were surprised that he was alive just as we were. But I think he’ll pull through, believe it or not. With him stabilized, all we have to do is put the prosthetics in place. Then we can take him off of the anesthesia.” Angela concluded a more simplified version of their plans, though you understood every bit of it. Your training allowed you to know the specifics without being told them. “I want you to coach him through his recovery.” You froze a moment. “Me?”

Angela gave a reassuring smile. “If you are okay with it. I figured it could be another task to help you in your training and to use the skills you already know. Improve whatever you can do you can get better.” You never guided someone through recovery before. It was always Angela or some other senior doctors. But you? A trainee? It made you a bit anxious. However, she was right. It really would held you get better. A sigh left your lips, rubbing your arm. “I’ll give it a try.” Angela placed a hand on your shoulder before checking the time. “Don’t stress. You’ll do great. I’ll go get the coffee.” She patted your shoulder before exiting the room, leaving you and the patient alone.

Angela would return with the coffee a few minutes later, the two of you chatting while you enjoyed the refreshing beverage. It would be a few hours until the parts get delivered to you two, coming in boxes with labels on them. With your empty mugs discarded to the side of the counter, the two of you immediately got to work. You started with the torso and worked outwards, adding the legs and then the arm as you went along. The hard part was connecting the robotic parts to his real body to make sure everything functioned properly on command. Each wire and nerve had to be connected properly or else it may not work.

That process was even longer than the first due to having to put together the individual parts. Screwing in the bolts and fitting in the wires properly so the joints moved smoothly was the goal and hopefully, when he awakens, it’ll be exactly what they achieved. “Alright. This is where I part. I have to go tend to other patients.” Angela spoke as she handed you the tablet and picked up the empty mugs to take back with her. “Make sure you write down everything necessary when he wakes up. I believe in you, (Y/N).” Taking a deep breath, you nodded. “Right. Thank you, Angela.”

Without another word, you were left to the patient alone once again. Only difference is that your teacher wouldn’t be coming back with a mug of coffee. You sat the tablet down temporarily so you could remove the mask that pumped the gases into the man’s lungs, a slight hiss leaving the machine as it was removed. It was placed to the side as you shut off the device it was connected to. Next step? Wait.

Or so you thought. You figured it would be a few hours till he would wake up. Many many hours. But it was only about ten to twenty minutes when a hand shot up and grabbed your arm. It made you jump in surprise, dropping anything you held in your hands. There stared back soft brown hues that were wide with confusion and fear. He was awake. “Who are you?” He was quick to question, his voice hoarse from the previous damage and from not using it.

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And that’s it! I may make a part two for this if you all want me to~

Hi! I got a small idea for my Genji request, so I'll share it with you. Imagine growing up with the Shimadas, always being so close to them up, having promises of marrying the younger brother - until Genji's murder - resulting in reader's family backing them away completely due to fear of the actions. I would love if you could write a bit of how Genji would feel, what would he do when he finally sees reader again - since they're unhappily married off to a rich merchant. And a simple wish escapes their lips -- "Take me with you." -Nia

Oooo we love angsty Shimada stories! Hopefully this meets your expectations!

Genji x Reader (gen)

Word count: 1334

For the majority of your childhood years, you spent them with the Shimada’s, more specifically Hanzo and Genji Shimada. The two brothers were practically your brothers with the amount of time that you had spent with them. 

The three of you would play in the Shimada castle, running around playing tag or hide and seek. The elders let you, of course, you were kids after all. They allowed you to have fun despite their beliefs in raising the brothers. 

However, whilst Hanzo was growing older, his playtime grew shorter and he grew more intimidating. Less like a kid, but more of a boy following strict rules. Genji, on the other hand, was still running through the garden with you whenever you visited. While your parents discussed many a topic with his parents, the pair of you continued to play games. 

No matter the day, no matter the weather, Genji would always find something to do. Some days consisted of roaming the garden, or sat in his room playing games on his consoles. Other days the pair of you were trying to distract Hanzo or pulling him to come play with you despite his best efforts to decline. 

There were silly little games, one of which was pretending to be married to the younger brother. Both being a giggling mess, it caught the attention of your parents who then deemed it suitable for you to marry the younger Shimada. The elder Shimada’s agreed and with firm handshakes from both families, it was then set in stone. 

The older brother knew, of course, what was going to happen between his younger brother and you. He was told about most of the family affairs… and then he was told about all the wrong his brother was doing as they hit their young adulthood… 

Then the fateful day had arrived. Hanzo bit back what tears he had, straightened his attire before setting out to the training hall where he found his brother. Genji’s deep meditation came to a grinding halt when he heard footsteps approaching, and thinking nothing of it, tried to focus on his breathing once more. 

Spattered blood marked the floor as screams echoed around the room. Genji tried to run from the monster that was his brother but slash after slash came, cutting into his body and almost bleeding him dry. 

The pain was unbearable for the younger brother as his body lay limp on the ground, the life slowly fading from him as the last sight he witnessed was his brother standing over him, muttering “I’m sorry” as tears streamed down his face. 

Things weren’t the same from then on. Hanzo never saw the removal of his brothers body, assuming that the elders took care of it. The Shimada clan kept it on the downlow, nobody knew that Genji was murdered, just that he mysteriously vanished that night.

From there on, your family completely withdrew you from the Shimada’s, more so in fear of what would happen to you if you were to do something wrong. Rumours were quickly spread around Hanamura; how the Shimada’s assassinated the younger boy, or how he ran away after some unfortunate event. Some ladies claimed he ran from his shame. 

If only they truly knew… 

Genji knew. 

He was still alive. 

His appearance had change significantly. From what he was, a human boy, to a half cyborg man. At first, he hated his body, but there was something that was eating away at him more so than his hatred of himself. 

He wondered what you would think. 

Where are you? Are you okay? Does Hanzo still speak of me? Is my family treating you well? I miss you. I want to get married to you again. Remember our childhood days? I was so happy with you, I felt at home with you. You were someone I trusted, someone I felt safe with… Where are you, [y/n]? How is life treating you?

So many questions that were to be left unanswered as he laid in this uncomfortable medical bed being fed through a tube as his body recovered. 

Do you still think of me, [y/n]? I’m still thinking of you. I need you here. Please… Someone tell [y/n] that I’m alive… I need to see them… 

Someone would probably consider it possessive, obsessive even. His head isn’t on right, too high on drugs. He had muttered your name more times than one, medics trying to unscramble the words that spilled over. 

Days turned into weeks and those weeks into months and while Genji was still recovering, his mind was still replaying his childhood. The days he spent running with you in the garden, hiding under his bed from Hanzo, beating you at video games. Then he wondered where everything went wrong. Why did he deserve to be cut up like his? Why did he have to be mutilated? Why by his own brother?

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Spring in Hanamura was serene. With the cherry blossoms falling to the asphalt below, the residents continued to prepare for the spring festivals. The streets were bustling with life, stalls were being set up and the smell of food seeped through every open window within the vicinity. 

The majority of the residents had forgotten about the whole Shimada situation, having happened several years prior. By forgetting and moving on, they were doing themselves a favour. 

However, there was one household in particular that didn’t forget, and that was yours. Not a night went by when you didn’t think about the missing Shimada. You had begged night and day with Hanzo and the elders for them to tell you what had happened but they refused each request. 

Eventually, you gave up begging, you gave up looking for answers. You just had to accept that Genji was gone. 

You had to accept that you were married to someone you didn’t even love. You shared the same bed with this man, had sex with him many nights in the week but each time was just to satisfy his needs.

You did not want him. 

You wanted Genji. 

Each day you hoped he would appear, a miracle in itself if he truly was murdered. So when you wandered through the festival streets that were overcrowded with vendors and customers, you had to look twice at the man who was stood in the middle of the street. 

Despite the hood and the metal, those eyes had never felt more familiar, so when the man turned and ducked into a nearby alley, you followed. Squeezing through the tight gap, you ended up on an empty street and there he was, stood beside the wall on the left. 

“[y/n].” That voice… 

“Genji…” You muttered, almost in disbelief. 

“I didn’t think I’d see you again.” He responded as his hand came up to caress your cheek to which you leaned into without hesitation. “I have been so scared. I only wanted to see you, to make sure you were okay.”

“You’re alive.” With a quiet voice and tears pricking your eyes, all you could do was stare at him. “What happened to you?” 

“That is a long story.” He looked down at your hands as he grabbed them. “You are married?” 

“I wish I wasn’t.” You half smiled. “Genji…” 

“I know.” He sighed. “Are you happy?” 

You shook your head. “No. Every night I laid awake thinking about you.” 

Genji chuckled. “Maybe we just weren’t meant to be in this life.” His tone was full of sadness, it was pained. 

“I still want to be with you.” 

The ninja cupped your cheeks before he pressed his forehead against yours. “I know, koibito.” Genji then placed the metal half of his face against your cheek, mimicking a kiss. 

“This is goodbye…?” Tears pricked your eyes once more as you stared at him. He only nodded before turning and vanishing into the night.

Before he truly left, however, he heard your final request, one that pained him deeply. 

“Take me with you…”

What’s Shadow’s true purpose?

So Shadow’s loyalty is often forgotten what with the fanon marking him as edgy

 and a lone wolf, but it’s there and it makes me mad that people pass it off 

because it’s a big part of his character. 

 But okay so like. Usually most people interpret Shadow’s purpose was to be 

made for Maria and to help the world right? Right. So when Maria dies he thinks

 his purpose is revenge. WRONG. He gets that epiphany when Amy reminds 

him about it. 

 But that’s not it 

 Because okay, Maria wanted Shadow to protect the world. And for awhile 

maybe Shadow interprets this as “okay I gotta be Mobius’ hero.” But! He realizes

that that place is already taken. Sonic is Mobius’ hero and therefore he is literally

 the world. He’s usually the only one that can fix the world when it goes into peril.

 (The only other person to ever majorly save the world by himself was Shadow) 

so Shadow realizes, it’s not Mobius in general he has to be there for, but Sonic. 

The world can thrive as long as Sonic is their world, their core. 

 In a sense you could say that Shadow sees his new Maria in Sonic. In order for

 his purpose to be fulfilled, Sonic needs to stay kicking. That’s why we see in 06 

that he literally doesn’t look at him when he’s dead!!! Their world is broken 

because Sonic is prematurely gone from it. It’s not until Silver says “we still have

 a chance at saving this world!” That Shadow FINALLY LOOKS TO SONIC 

WITH A BROKEN VOICE AND SAYS “maybe we could’ve..if he were still alive.” 

 AND ITS LITERALLY THE LAST STRING IN HIS PURPOSE BEING SEVERED. 

 Sonic and Shadow were fated to meet for a reason. Shadow was supposed to 

meet Sonic because his purpose was to protect the world like a Shadow. HE’S 

SONIC’S SHADOW. HE’S SUPPOSED TO PROTECT SONIC SO THE WORLD

 MAY REMAIN SAFE. 

 Like I’m sure SEGA didn’t mean to be that deep and only meant to make them 

rivals but SEGAAA oh my god you literally made Maria tell Shadow “you’re to 

watch over this world, like a shadow!” And people mistook Shadow!! for Sonic!! 

Because he’s Sonic’s shadow!! He’s supposed to watch over Sonic!! Girl if that

 ain’t some metaphorical stuff!!

 LIKE IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW. SHADOWS LIKE NO NONSENSE 

RESPONSES TO SONIC ASKING FOR HELP ISNT JUST BECAUSE THEYRE 

ALLIES, ITS BECAUSE HE KNOWS THATS HIS JOB. AND ALSO? ALL THE 

TIMES HE PROTECTS HIM FROM GETTING HURT ISNT THAT BULLSHIT

 THAT PEOPLE SAY LIKE “oh man it’s because he wants to be the one to kill 

him, nobody else can” WRONG. ITS BECAUSE HE HAS TO KEEP SONIC 

SAFE 

 another example of that is him going into hiding upon finding out about Sonic’s 

“death” in Forces. Every time this bitch finds out that Sonic’s dead he literally 

loses himself. Even if people don’t ship this, it doesn’t have to be seen like that. 

Shadow cares deeply for Sonic because Sonic is his purpose. 

 And that’s the tea. 

could I ask for some Hazard relationship headcannons?

I got you pookie and thank you for being one of my first request!

How it would be like to be in a relationship with Hazard aka Findlay Docherty

- Endless Banter

Your relationship is built on teasing and banter. Hazard has a sharp tongue and a dry sense of humor, and he loves when you can keep up with his witty remarks. It’s a constant back-and-forth that keeps things lively and boy does this make him feel like he’s on cloud 9.

- Late-Night Conversations

Hazard tends to be a bit of a night owl, and some of your most heartfelt conversations happen in the dead of night. These moments reveal the layers beneath his tough exterior, where he shares his fears, hopes, and vulnerabilities.

- Partner-in-Crime Energy

He loves having you by his side, especially in situations that require quick thinking and a bit of rebellion. Hazard trusts you to have his back no matter what, and he makes sure you know he’s always got yours.

- Signature Outfit Pieces

You’ll often find yourself "borrowing" his jackets, hoodies, sweatpants and accessories because they’re not only comfy but they just look right on you. Hazard secretly loves seeing you wear them. He never asks for them back, either.

- Small but Meaningful Displays of Jealousy

Hazard doesn’t get outwardly jealous often, but when he does, oh boy, it’s subtle but still intimidating. He might casually drape an arm over your shoulder or drop a sarcastic comment that leaves others wondering if he’s serious or if he’s about to make the other person see god.

- Music is His Love Language

I think we all saw this coming, As a punk himself Hazard loves metal music and often makes a little playlist for you to listen to them with him. He won’t admit it outright, but the lyrics often hint at his feelings.

- Loyalty

Once Hazard commits to you, he’s all in. He’s fiercely loyal and won’t tolerate anyone disrespecting you. He makes you feel like the most important person in the world.

- Surprising Softness

Despite his tough exterior, Hazard has a soft spot just for you. He’ll let his guard down when you’re alone, resting his head on your shoulder or wrapping you in a rare, tight embrace. These moments are like gold. EXTRA bonus points if his head is on your lap while you play with his hair.

- Tattoo Talk

Hazard loves explaining the meaning behind his tattoos (if he trusts you enough), and he’s always asking if you’d ever get one yourself. If you already have tattoos, (he is barking internally) he’s constantly fascinated by their stories and significance.

- PDA in His Own Way

Hazard isn’t overly showy with affection, but he’ll hold your hand, rest his arm on your shoulder, or keep you close in a crowd. It’s subtle, but anyone who sees you together knows you’re his.

- He Loves Your Style

No matter how you dress or present yourself, Hazard notices the small details. He’ll compliment your look in his own blunt way, like “Yer lookin' pure badass today” or “That's dangerously cute, so dinnae go distractin' me, awright?”

Rules are like bones; they're made to be broken.

HAZARD | Overwatch 2

Christmas with Cayde-6

- it’s your first Dawning together <3 - wearing very ugly but matching Christmas sweaters - also getting little ugly Christmas sweaters for Colonel and Sundance - snowball fights (╯°□°）╯︵ °o Ooミ＼(≧ﾛ≦＼) - “If you throw that snowball at me you’re declaring war, sweetheart” -  this boy got some good aim and his throws hurt, but he’ll make it up to you ;) - another guardian hitting your face with a snowball and Cayde being the protective boyfriend and beating them up in the parking lot (ง ͠° ͟ل͜ ͡°)ง - kiss under the mistletoe bound on his beautiful, beautiful horn ( ͡°з ͡°) - playing in the snow together like little kids on missions - “You. Me. Snowman. Now.” ☃️ - “Let’s make snow angels!” - “Cayde, are you nine?” - “No, 126, I think.” - baking Dawning cookies for him and he’s so excited and happy about it <3333 - “All this… for me? I can’t believe you did this for me.” (／。＼) - baking more cookies and he’s always sneaking in to eat the dough ( ▀ ͜͞ʖ▀) - “CAYDE stop eating the dough or I’m gonna smack you with the spoon!” ò_ó - torturing Cayde with cheesy Christmas carols :)))))) - “I swear if I hear Last Christmas one more time I’m gonna blow something up.” - even more torturing him with Christmas songs :)))))))))) - “If I’ll hear one more Mariah Carey song I’ll kill anyone in the tower and then myself” T_T - Christmas shopping and Cayde absolutely haaaaates it :D - “I’m more than 100 years old. I don’t want to take a picture with Santa Claus.” - 5 minutes later: “Woah I can’t believe we met Santa!” 🎅🏼 - cuddled up in front of the tv watching Home Alone together - “Can we please watch something else? This is the 4th time we watched Home Alone today.” - Cayde running around yelling “IT’S TURBOTIME!” - Cayde hurting himself putting up decorations and getting tangled in lights - “Ho ho ho mother fuc-“ “Cayde, there are kids around” - decorating the christmas tree together 🎄 - him trying to put you on top of the tree because you’re his star ✨ *-* - Cayde putting out ramen instead of milk and cookies for Santa (what a cutie) - Cayde taking you back to the Cosmodrome, you two admiring the snow ❄️ - “Let’s go for a walk. I’m making sure you’re not freezing.” ;)) - he’s giving you his cloak and hugs you when you’re freezing (◕ ˬ ◕) - “You can suck my bells.” ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°)  - “Cayde NO” ( ͡°⁄ ⁄ ͜⁄ ⁄ʖ⁄ ⁄ ͡°) - sex in the snow  *✧･ﾟ♡*( ͡˘̴ ͜ ʖ̫ ͡˘̴ )*♡･ﾟ✧*: - visiting Shiro-4 at the Iron Tempel - Cayde’s giving Shiro his burnt Dawning cookies made with love <3 awwwww - hot ramen shop dates to warm up 🍜 - buying each other Christmas gifts 🎁 - “Did you seriously get me a chicken for Christmas, Cayde?” 🐓 - going ice skating for the first time and Cayde clinging to you like his life depends on it ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ - “If I fall, we fall together. it looks less stupid, okay?” ._.” - Cayde getting drunk on eggnog and gluhwein - “How many glasses did you drink?” - “J-jusssst a f-f-eeew… Hey babe. L-listen. S-santa Claus is just a fat guy breaking in houses and leaving p-presents lol” - drunk Cayde singing Christmas carols and Last Christmas - dressing up in a sexy Santa costume for him - “Have you been a good boy this year?” - “Hell no. I’m #1 on the naughty list.”;) - a really cliché but wonderful winter wonderland Christmas proposal ♥