"He Shot Me. With My Own Gun! And He's STILL. HERE."

Your Kind of Heaven

The prompt from @that-one-weird-fangirl2020​ was this:

Can I get #27, the angsty/fluffy list, with a Cayde-6 x Female!Gunslinger!Reader? Maybe throw in a passionate, romantic, first kiss?

Cayde-6 x (Gunslinger) Female!Reader

Warnings: non descriptive fight scene, internal demons, past trauma

1,991 words

Song Inspiration: To Hell & Back by Maren Morris

“Smoke was comin’ off my jacket and you didn’t seem to mind, I left a long trail of ashes and you said, ‘I like your style’.”

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Love LOVE your Hazard x reader stories. <333 If I may request something... how about Hazard and reader go out on a lil dinner date? Mayhaps with a kiss at the end? I think Hazard's reaction can be quite funny depending to what kind of restaurant they go to :D

First Date

Hazard x Reader [REQUEST]

A/N: Honestly I set the scenario to be somewhere fancy since the more that I thought about it the more a bit funny it got. Just a big ol nervous punk man, in a fancy restaurant trying to impress his date.

Summary: You and Hazard have been going back and forth with some flirting, until he decides to take the big step and take you out.

Hazard wasn’t the type to hesitate. He was bold, cocky, and always quick with a flirty quip that made your cheeks burn and your heart race. But when he finally asked you out after weeks of playful banter, it was surprisingly awkward.

“So, uh… ye wanna grab dinner sometime? Like, proper dinner, no’ just chips at the pub” he’d blurted out one evening, his hands stuffed in his jacket pockets and his usual smirk faltering.

You’d teased him, of course—how could you not? But the pink creeping up his ears had been endearing enough for you to say yes.

Now, standing outside your apartment on the night of your first date, Hazard looked downright nervous. His usual swagger was still there, but it was muted. His foot tapped against the ground, and he kept adjusting his jacket as though it didn’t sit right. When you stepped out, his head snapped up, and he gave you a lopsided grin.

“Ach, look at ye” he said, his voice just a bit too casual. “All dolled up an’ ready tae make me look bad.”

“Maybe you’re just nervous” you teased, locking the door behind you.

“Nervous? Me? Aye, right.” He scoffed, but his laugh was a little too quick, and he avoided your gaze. “Let’s jus’ get goin’, aye?”

You’d chosen a small Italian restaurant, thinking the warm lighting and cozy vibe would ease any tension. But as soon as you stepped inside, you noticed Hazard stiffen. He looked around, eyes darting from the checkered tablecloths to the shelves of wine bottles.

“Bloody hell” he muttered under his breath. “This is… fancy.”

“It’s not that fancy” you said, leading him to your table. “Come on, sit. It’s just dinner.”

He sat, slouching slightly in his chair and grabbing the menu like it was a lifeline. But instead of reading it, he just stared, his brow furrowed.

“Ye ever think they make these menus complicated on purpose?” he asked, pointing at a random word. “What’s a… car-bon-air-a? Sounds like a bloody car part.”

You couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s pasta. Want me to order for you?”

“Aye, might as well. Dinnae want tae end up wi’ somethin’ I cannae pronounce.”

You ordered for both of you—gnocchi for him, carbonara for yourself—and Hazard leaned back in his chair, trying to look relaxed. But his fingers tapped against the table, and his knee bounced under it.

“So” you said, resting your chin on your hand. “You’re really nervous, huh?”

His head shot up, and his cheeks flushed slightly. “What? Naw. I’m just... thinkin’. About how tae top this date when ye inevitably want another one.”

“Oh, inevitably?” you teased. “Confident, aren’t you?”

His smirk returned, though it was weaker than usual. “Fake it till ye make it, eh?”

When the food arrived, Hazard’s nerves seemed to ease a bit. He took a cautious bite of the gnocchi, his eyes widening slightly before he quickly masked his reaction.

“Alright” he said, pointing at you with his fork. “This is no’ bad. Ye’ve got decent taste, I’ll give ye that.”

“Glad you approve” you said with a grin.

As the night went on, the conversation flowed easier. Hazard’s stories—full of his usual charm and mischief—had you laughing until your sides hurt. You could see him relax little by little, the fidgeting fading as he leaned into the moment.

By the time dessert arrived, Hazard was back to his usual self, teasing you about how seriously you were enjoying your tiramisu.

“Ye’ve got cream on yer lip” he said, smirking.

“No, I don’t” you shot back, wiping at your mouth.

“Aye, ye do.” He leaned forward slightly, resting his chin on his hand. “Want me tae get it for ye?”

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Outside, the air was crisp and cool, and Hazard walked beside you with his hands shoved in his jacket pockets. The streetlights cast a warm glow, and the quiet night felt almost surreal after the lively energy of the restaurant.

“You had fun” you said, breaking the silence.

“Aye” he admitted, glancing at you. “Ye dinnae make it easy, though. Couldnae tell if ye were serious half the time or just takin’ the piss.”

You stopped walking, turning to face him. “Hazard.”

“What?” he asked, his brow furrowing slightly.

Instead of answering, you stepped closer and kissed him. It was soft but firm, lingering just long enough for him to register what was happening. His breath hitched, and for a moment, he froze, as if he couldn’t believe it.

When you pulled back, Hazard stared at you, his lips slightly parted and his cheeks flushed. “Oh…wow okay—” he muttered, a hand rising to touch his mouth.

“Does that answer your question?” you asked, grinning.

He blinked, then laughed—a warm, genuine sound that made your heart skip a beat. “Aye, it does.”

As the two of you started walking again, Hazard glanced at you, his smirk returning. “Ye know, if this is yer way o’ sayin’ ye’d go out wi’ me again, ye could’ve just told me.”

“But this was more fun” you said, bumping your shoulder against his.

“Aye, I’ll give ye that” he said, grinning. “But next time, I’m pickin’ the spot. Gotta make sure ye know what ye’re missin’ wi’ all this posh food.”

“Next time, huh?”

He winked, his nerves finally gone. “Oh, there’ll be a next time. Dinnae think ye’re gettin’ rid o’ me that easy.”

As you walked together into the night, you couldn’t help but smile. For all his bravado and nerves, Hazard had made the evening unforgettable—and you couldn’t wait to see where things would go from here.

If I Had A Heart [Destiny] {Cayde-6/Reader}

Series: ??? Chapter Title: If I Had A Heart Word Count: 2,270 words

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AN: Okay. It’s official… I was in denial, but now I’m a sad bean. I’m a sad sad bean, who only played Destiy for Cayde-6… And now he’s getting killed off… And imm punch Uldren in the fucking dick.

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Fluff for my man Genji ❤️❤️❤️

Genji Fluff HCs

(This is post Blackwatch Genji, bc I've written fluff for that Genji twice man)

For someone so badass, he can also be kind of needy

Genji is kind of like a cat, where he'll just get extra close to you and when you run your hands through his hair, the whirring of the machinery in his body makes a purr sound

So, he's basically cybernetic cat ninja?

Very cuddly, though it will take some reassuring since he thinks his body isn't viable for affection since it is mostly made from carbon fiber.

He is very wrong, it's smooth and glossy and can heat up or cool down which let me tell you now anon is super nice.

Genji, while he won't admit it, is still a gamer at heart.

Gaming nights where he'll sit on the floor with you in his lap

He used to play competitively in arcades, but he found that with you he prefers to play games where you two works as a team or just enjoy each other's company

If you don't play games, he'd still like you to join him and watch as he plays a story-based game like Witcher 3 or Dragon age

He enjoys music A LOT

You took Lucio's suggestion and asked Genji to hook up his suit to change color to the beat of the music

He loves nothing more than to goof around doing silly dance moves with his RGB suit going off

We all know, no matter how much you love Genji, he can't dance for shit. His dance emote says it all.

If it's movie night? You know he cries his ass off at Titanic

He can't sing either, but he'll clear the feels out of the air by singing Celine Dion's "My Heart Will Go On"

It's horribly out of tune, but also just utterly charming that Genji's even trying.

As a nighttime routine, he has to plug himself in to a massive industrial charger on his side of the bed forcing him to lay on his back. (Not without giving you goodnight hugs and kisses)

While Genji can't move, you however, still can.

You can lay on his chest or hold his hand, his body heating up the bed and if you fear the dark, he's a ninja nightlight to chase the shadows.

A/N: While I hate playing against him, he is cute to write.

Requests: CLOSED

Love is Green Part 3 (Reader x Genji Shimada)

A/N: I just have to say, guys, that I am floored. I didn’t expect anyone to read this or like this. I’m stunned and so honored. I don’t know what to say other than thank you and look out for part 4 soon!

Warnings: swearing and some violence/gore

Words: 2,691

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requests are open, ask box!

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

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

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

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

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

First Snow: A Blackwatch!Genji x Reader SFW Story

This wasn't a request, just something I came up with on my own to start things off. :) --- You stand from afar outside of the base, watching him. Clouds covered the sky, and snow fell from above; lightly at first, then gradually more intense. It was the first snowfall of the year, and if it kept up, it might stick. For Genji, this was his first time experiencing snow in this body. He was wearing nothing but a black hoodie over his cybernetics. This wasn't an issue for him, he normally didn't wear any clothing at all. He didn't perceive heat and cold in the same way anymore. He stretched both of his arms out and flexed his hands gingerly. In his left still flesh arm; he felt what he expected. Cold particles brushing against it and turning to water on impact, a growing feeling of numbness the longer he stood there. In his right cybernetic arm however, he only felt a muted sensation. The sensors in his arm were telling his brain that something was making contact with it, but he didn't have the same sensations of wet and numbness that his left did. He kneels down and sticks his whole right hand into the layer of snow forming at the ground and keeps it there. It is only after he doesn't pull it back out again after several minutes that you finally decide to approach Genji. "How long are you going to do that for?" you ask. He finally gets up and turns to face you. He isn't surprised by your question, he knew you were watching him the entire time. "Until I feel what I should be feeling." came the matter of fact reply. "Does it help?" you ask as he flexes his cybernetic hand several more times. He scoffs, and then suddenly grabs both of your hands and takes them into his own. You flinch and recoil from the sensation, the feeling of cold is overwhelming. Just how long had he been out here for before you found him?

He rolls his eyes, as if you had just asked a question with an obvious answer. "No, it doesn't. If I was normal, I would react as you did. But I don't feel things the same way you do anymore. I don't even feel your hands on mine the same way." You look down, unsure of what to say. Genji continues. "But that's the point isn't it? I'm not meant to feel. I was rebuilt to be a weapon. The less I feel, the easier it is to do my job." "Don't... don't talk about yourself like that, please..." you beg. It wasn't the first time he had spoken of himself like that. Every time he did, you hated it. Hated how he dehumanized himself like that. "It's the truth, and every day proves that more and more." he responds coldly. He turns and begins walking away. You stand there for a moment, then chase after him and wrap your arms around him, placing your head against the back of his faceplate. The cold metal sends chills down your spine, but you hold firm. "What're you doing?!" he demanded, but didn't move to break away. You move your right arm up and begin to stroke his hair. "Can you feel that?" you ask. "... Mostly." "And how does it make you feel?" "Embarrassed." You move your left hand over his chest, attempting to feel his heartbeat. You find it. A steady rhythm that grows faster the longer you keep your hand there. "Weapons don't have hearts, Genji. They don't have emotions. You do. That's how I know you're still human inside. That's how you know you're still human." There's a silence between you two. You move your right hand back down and place it over your left, so that both hands are now over his heart area. After a while, Genji raises his left human hand puts it on top of yours. "I feel lost." he begins; "On missions, it's easy, my anger focuses me on the task at hand. But afterwards, in the quiet, I feel like I lose a part of myself every time. Like there's nothing else." You say nothing.

He turns to face you. For the first time that day, you get a good look at his eyes. Normally Genji looked angry all the time. The red tends to do that. But when you're this close, you see something more. Pain. "Some days you're the only thing that reminds me I'm still human." he finishes. "I'll be there to remind you every day if you want me to. You're as human as I am; as anybody else here is. There's more to you than killing. You just have to find it again." That kind of just came out. You felt unsure whether that was what he needed to hear, but you notice the muscles in his face relax. "Thank you." he says quietly. You respond with a smile, but you're unable to hold it for long. The biting wind causes your teeth to start chattering. You look away, and then turn back when you hear a slight chuckle. "Did you just laugh at me?" you ask playfully. "Perhaps." he responds in kind. Your face drops into a slight pout.

"Come, let's get back inside, you must be freezing." he continues. He offers you his human arm, which you take, and he gently leads you back towards warmth. There will be other bad days, you're sure of that. But for today, you feel like you legitimately made a difference to Genji. And he's grateful for it.

I’m like trying to find all the hazard interactions and I really wasn’t expecting him to be that soft, empathetic, funny, sarcastic and throwing shade at the overwatch agents

And I’m actually really happy they didn’t give him that extremely cocky personality and gave him a really lovable personality and I quite enjoy that for him

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