Ye Daft Wee Bastard - Hazard X Shy!Reader

I decided to throw my hat in the ring too :>

I was wondering if I can request just hcs of making out with hazard with a slight hint of suggestive please and thank u 😽

YAAAAAAAA HELL YEAAAAHHHHHHHH, I’m gonna hold your hand when I say this i might sound a lil insane on this ALSO Thank you for being my second request!

How it would be like to make out with Hazard aka Findlay Docherty (SLIGHT NSFW)

- Unrelenting Confidence

Hazard is the type to take the lead unapologetically. He leans in like he already knows you’ve been waiting for this, his smirk daring you to keep up with his intensity.

- Rough Around the Edges

His kisses are anything but gentle; there’s a raw electric energy to the way he moves. He’s the kind to bite your lip just hard enough to leave a lingering ache, only to soothe it with a deep, lingering kiss right after. But if you can’t keep up or it’s too much for you to handle, he would actually try his best to be gentle. (no promises though)

- Playful Teasing

Hazard doesn’t just kiss you—he taunts you. He knows just how much his accent makes you melt and if it just to tease you? He will not shut the fuck up. He’ll pull away just as things are getting heated, chuckling low as if to say, “Is that all ye’ve got, love? Thought ye’d be puttin’ up a better fight.” before diving back in even rougher.

- Dominating Presence

While Hazard might come off as a cocky, unrelenting top at first glance, there’s a deeper, more vulnerable layer hiding behind his swagger. He thrives on praise, though he’d never admit it outright. Between kisses, if you so much as breathe out a soft: “You’re so good at this” or let slip a dazed, “I can’t get enough of you” it’s like flipping a switch. His grip tightens, his kisses grow more desperate, even buck his hips against yours to get some friction in his pants and a dark flush would spread across his cheeks. He freezes for half a second, his smirk faltering before doubling down. “Och, keep talkin’ like that, and I’ll show ye just how good I can be.” Congratulations, you got yourself a dog :].

- Bite Marks

Hazard has no problem with leaving reminders of your time together. He’ll nip along your jawline, neck, chest and even your thighs just hard enough to mark his territory without going too far. Every mark he leaves feels deliberate, like a signature. He even went as far as to suggest for you to wear shorts or skirts around him to show them off once, needles to say he only got some playful punches out of you.

- Chaotic Passion

There’s an unpredictability to him. One moment, his kisses are slow and teasing, and the next, they’re consuming, as if he’s determined to memorize every inch of your body.

- Aftermath

When it’s over, he’ll pull back just enough to lock eyes with you, that trademark smirk firmly in place as he takes in your flushed face and disheveled state. His only comment? A cocky, “Ye’d best catch yer breath now, lass, ‘cause ye’ll need it next time.”

Thought on being Genji's first love after his accident.

After coming to terms with his new body under Zenyatta's guide, he still never really put himself put there. Back before Genji always had someone to spend time with, he never was as alone as he was now. He always had a girlfriend or many people he spoke to, but now it's just him and a body he still didn't really like to look at. He more focused on training, meditation and any missions overwatch sent him on.

That was until the new overwatch recruit came along, they were friendly and treated him like a human. He enjoyed talking to them, either training alongside them or a quick wave when they passed by. He felt his heart quicken a little bit when they were near but he pushed those feelings down, nobody could love something like him right?

Soon enough him and that new recruit would spend time outside of overwatch, getting lunch together or him walking them home. With enough convincing, he would eventually show his face to them. Removing the helmet willingly for once, his face was so pretty you couldn't help but admire it. Genji felt embarrassed, scars were everywhere and he didn't like to think about them.

He reached for his mask again but you caught his hand, stopping him from covering his face again. He relented and let you touch his face, his cheeks were dusted a soft pink and he averted your gaze.

"I don't know why you cover your face, it's very handsome."

His blush deepened, he tried to reply but he couldn't think of any words. You realized what you said but before you could apologize he spoke.

"Thank you.. I. I never expected to hear that.."

He smiled softly, he took your hand in his.

"Especially not from someone as beautiful as you."

Genji never thought he would be called handsome again, but maybe this was the beginning of something new.

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! Idk if youre doing requests or not but I would love to request Blackwatch Genji falling for the new girl in Blackwatch and she feels the same way but is too afraid to tell him. What would happen? Would they confess or would Genji leave before she can say anything? 😭 fluff and angst please ☺️

So I made sure to get Genji’s Blackwatch skin during Retribution and I yelled “tits out for Shimada”. I love Genji XD

- In his BW days, Genji’s a little… he’s really not in the best mindset for romance.

- Falling in love with anybody would be a whole new experience for him. He still knows how to woo in theory, but in practice is a little different. He’s not confident anymore.

- It would evolve slowly. Coworkers. Strangers. Acquaintances. That’s the easy part. Friends…?

- His trust in you grew out of respect, both for you and from you.

- You never ignored his cybernetics, but you never treated him differently for it. You asked questions, but never pried. And you never once looked at him with pity or sadness for his body.

- You held your own, handled him at his worst, and held him to the same expectations as you did with everyone else. At the end of the day, you were the one that made him feel the most human

- He didn’t fall in love with your looks (though he found you incredibly attractive), he fell in love with your teasing and laughter, the way your mind worked, your softness and your ferocity. He fell in love with the essence of you. And he could tell that you had fallen for him as well.

- Genji was conflicted over this at first and withdrew from you. It broke his heart to do so, but he wasn’t ready for this, not yet.

- Over time, he hoped you’d forget about him, however unlikely that would be. When Overwatch fell and he started wandering, he did what he could to forget about you.

- It never really worked though.

- When Winston issued the recall, he didn’t count on seeing you return, though, he really should have.

- It’s been nearly a decade, neither of you are the same people you were back then. And then there’s that whole deal with forgiving him for shutting you out.

- As you work together, you get to know each other again, but only time will tell if that unspoken thing from the past is ever said, or if those old feelings ever return.

Back to my old bull again. And by that I mean trying to draw Transformers, realizing robots are still really hard for me to draw, giving up and going to the humanized redesign comfort zone. It’s fine, I’m fine, sharp angles aren’t for everybody and humanizations are great character design exercises, it’s fiiiine.

Beast Wars Maximals as humans! Optimus Primal, Rhinox, Rattrap, Cheetor, Dinobot, Tigatron, Airazor, Silverbolt and Depth Charge.

There’s more where this came from…

could I ask for a one shot request of a cayde x f!reader with the prompt "Score for me. I'm up one!" "Where did you learn to count?! We're even." please owo?

Snail, I read this and I immediately thought of Cayde and the reader meeting up at a bar after a long day of work, paying darts, making bets, taking drinks, getting tipsy… just lots of fun vibes.

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Cayde-6 x F!Guardian Reader - Bullseye

Saw you re-enter Tower airspace.  Meet me at the bar?  20:00.

That message was from Cayde and you smiled to yourself as your Ghost read it off to you.  The two of you met up regularly, it had been your ritual every day since the Red War, but you’d just stepped foot in the Last City after a three-day long mission.  Needless to say, he missed you.  And you missed him.

You didn’t even stop at your apartment to change.  You wanted to see him so, so badly, you practically ran to meet him there.  You went straight past the Postmaster and practically ran to the elevator that led down into the Last City.  The air was warm with the coming summer when your feet hit the pavement.  A short walk into the City later, you were shouldering your way through the door of one of the many local bars within a mile of the Tower.  The moment the door closed behind you, Cayde-6 looked over his shoulder directly at you.  His expression brightened; you smiled as you strode across the room towards him.

“There she is!”  Cayde cheered as he pulled back a stool for you.  “Come in, come in, take a seat.  How’s my favorite Guardian doing?”

You laughed softly at his grandiose gestures.  “I’m fine, Cayde,” you laughed.  “A bit tired maybe.  Happy to be home…”

Cayde ordered you a drink as you sat down on the barstool.  “It’s been quiet here without you.”

“What are you saying, Cayde,” you teased, “did you miss me?”

Cayde chuckled as you took a sip of the drink that was placed in front of you.  “What can I say?  You take all of the excitement with you when you leave.  Tower’s boring without you ‘round.”

You hummed softly as you leaned over and bumped your shoulder against his.  “So, what’s the plan for tonight, Cayde?  Or are you just going to keep feeding me drinks until I’m drunk?”

“Darts.”

“What?”

Cayde waved a hand out in front of your face and there were red and black darts between his fingers.  “A good ol’ fashioned game of darts.  Loser takes a shot.”

Your skeptical face slowly grew into a smile, and you downed the rest of the drink in front of you.  “Alright, I’m game.  I’m going to kick your ass though.”

The night went on, the drinks were flowing, the bar slowly grew more crowded and louder with music, chatter and laughter.  You and Cayde had spent nearly three hours at the darts board, betting drinks, laughing, chatting, catching up.  You twirled the dart in your fingers before balancing it between two and tossed it at the board.  You cheered and hooted when it made its mark, though it wasn’t a bullseye, it was a high score.  Alcohol had started to intoxicate your brain and you were tipsy.  “Beat that one, Cayde!” You laughed as you leaned back against the table next to you.

“Oh I will, Guardian, this match is gonna be all mine, just you watch.”

He tossed his dart and it landed on the bullseye.  He laughed and threw up his hands.  “Score for me! I’m one up!”

You laughed as you walked back over to him.  “Where did you learn how to count? We’re even.  This is matchpoint, cowboy.”  You picked up the last two darts and walked back over to the Exo to hand him his.  “How ‘bout we throw at the same time, yeah?”

“Fine, fine, but this one is still mine,” he teased as he took the dart out of your hand.

“Mmm… I’d like to see that.”

You two leveled your arms and counted down from three, then tossed at the same time.  And this time you hit the bullseye.  

“Yes!  Victory is mine!”  You hooted as you jumped up in celebration.  “Time for you to drink!”

Cayde laughed as he picked up a shot from the table and toasted to your victory before he downed the drink.  “C’mon, Guardian, let’s get outta here.”  Cayde’s hand placed gently on your back as the two of you walked out of the bar into the night air, which had grown nice and cool for a summer evening.  Once you two were alone, his arm wrapped around your back and his hand rested on your hip.

“I had fun tonight,” you said softly.  “I missed you.  Ever since the war…” You sighed softly as you leaned your head on his shoulder.  “I don’t like being away from you either.”

“It’s not easy on me, either,” Cayde admitted.  “Zavala may have given me some more flexibility when it comes to leaving the Tower, but I worry when you’re out there without me.”

“Well then maybe you should come with me more often, I could use a partner.”

“Y/N, you’re one of the best the Vanguard has, you’re just sayin’ that so you can spend more time with me.”

You laughed.  “Is that such a bad thing?”

“Not at all.”  Cayde’s hand squeezed your side gently as he pressed his mouth piece against your forehead.  The two of you were approaching the Tower elevator where you would part ways for the night so he could attend to his duties and you could get some rest.  “Not at all, y/n.”

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Hey Jean. Your art is awesome, U know? I was asking... if Typhon wears an helmet, how he kisses Echidna? 😂🤣🥰😍😍❤❤❤

His snakes do it for him!

BRIEF TED TALK - OPTIMUS PRIME CHARACTERIZATION 

Despite my obvious preference for the character design in Age of Extinction/The Last Knight ; I really do not like the movies nor am I overly fond of Optimus’ characterization. I enjoy him displaying his emotions more, understanding his anger, but the entire hopelessness and thirst for vengeance we see in AOE? That is something wholly NOT Optimus.

After millennia of fighting, it never crippled his belief in good and the capacity for change. This core belief was the reason he was chosen to be a Prime. He has the right to be enraged at the treatment of his brethren but it doesn’t negate the fact that, really, the Cybertronian war has cost thousands of innocent people on Earth their lives.

Transformers Prime Optimus is more understanding in the sense that he knows Earth didn’t want to be thrown into this centuries long combat. He never lost sight of the fact that rage & revenge have no place in a JUST society. Of course, there were times he was frustrated, believing killing Megatron to be the only solution at one point, but his innate sense of justice never faded ; his belief that ‘every sentient being possesses the capacity for change’ never left him. 

TFP!Optimus is the superior one, to be perfectly honest. 

So yeah, the anger is warranted but Optimus is not a character driven by a need for revenge ; Bay’s movies kind of diminished his entire stance on wishing to protect the innocent & his ultimate goal of ending the war so Earth and the remaining Cybertronians can live in peace.

Sparrows and Blossoms

Second chapter for my “First Kisses” series, this time it’s Genji! 90% was written in 2017 and I just sucked it up and finished it now. I hope people will enjoy :) The chapter is also posted on AO3 under “First Kisses” By EndlessEarlGrey

Genji Shimada had an experience not many could say they had the privilege to receive. He had the chance to give a first kiss to his loved one twice in his lifetime. 

He first met them when he was younger; those days of vibrant green hair and boyish, coy smiles. Tucked away in a corner of his club in downtown Hanamura, Genji spotted them by chance. They caught his eye as he surfaced from placing a peck on his companion’s cheek. He wasn’t sure why they stood out from everyone else in the crowd. Perhaps it was some good fortune, that the raving spotlights converged for a split second on their figure the second he looked up. Maybe it was the fact that the crowds parted in that split moment, creating a window for a clear view of them. Perhaps… It was just pure serendipity. 

If the Gods were sending him a sign, it was well received. 

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