I’m Not Gonna Have Time To Color This But Here’s Pt. 1 (pages 1-4)

Hello folks and on today's episode of I complain about Overwatch Lore, may I present Gabriel Reyes' son?!

And his freaking wife????

We're introduced to them during the 'Code or Violence' short story and we don't really get to know much about them, other than they met after the Omnic crisis and she found another partner after Gabriel Reyes was pressured dead.

They mention a 6 year old son in the short story and that has to be the kid in the picture, no doubt.

But it bring to question, when was he referencing his sons sixth birthday? How many years before Overwatch was disbanded was that? Presuming it was the last one before Overwatch disbanded he was be 11 in the current Overwatch timeline. Why have we heard nothing about a little Reyes running around in the world? Why are there NO in game voice lines about his son?? Or wife????

And his wife! How did they meet? When were they married? How long were they together? Does she still mourn him and want him back or has she accepted things and moved on with her new partner?

Give me more Blizzard I beg 😮‍💨😮‍💨

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.

Baby, I'm Yours

A/N: Ive been listening to this song for a while due to a hazard edit that I found on tik tok and it just has been eating at my brain. AND I also wanted to test out on writing out his accent just for one fic though.

Summary: Hazard has something on his mind that he wants to talk to you about

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The sky was a bruised shade of purple, the last remnants of twilight fading into night as you and Hazard strolled along the quiet path. The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of wildflowers and damp earth, but the warmth of his presence beside you made the chill feel distant. It had been his idea to escape the bustle of the world for a while, though he’d been unusually shy about suggesting it.

“It’s nice out here” you said, breaking the comfortable silence. Your eyes drifted to the horizon, where stars began to prick through the deepening dark. “I’m glad you dragged me away tonight.”

He chuckled softly, the sound low and slightly nervous. “Didn’t take much draggin’. Yer always up for a bit of peace and quiet—not that I blame ye.”

You glanced at him, catching the faint blush dusting his cheeks. It was rare to see Hazard flustered, the man who seemed to thrive on chaos and sharp wit suddenly subdued.

“What’s on your mind?” you asked gently, stopping to face him. The moonlight caught the edges of his features, softening the usually sharp lines of his expression. His gaze flickered away, then back to yours, as if he were steeling himself for something.

“It’s... well, it’s nothin’, really” he started, but the quirk of your eyebrow stopped him in his tracks. “Alright, alright. It’s somethin.”

You waited patiently, your silence urging him to continue.

“I’ve been thinkin’ about how to say this” he began, his brogue thickening slightly with his nerves. “But words... they’re not exactly my strong suit.” He rubbed the back of his neck, a sheepish smile tugging at his lips. “Figured if I didn’t say somethin’ tonight, I’d never work up the courage.”

Your heart skipped a beat at the earnestness in his tone. “Hazard” you said softly, stepping closer. “Whatever it is, you can tell me. You know that, right?”

He nodded, letting out a deep breath. “Aye, I know. And that’s part of the problem. Ye make it too easy, bein’ yourself. Yer kind, patient, funny... and ye’ve got this way of makin’ me feel like I’m somethin’ more than just... me.”

You felt a lump rise in your throat, your chest tightening at his words. He looked down at his hands, fidgeting with a loose thread on his jacket as if it could distract him from the vulnerability of the moment.

“The truth is” he continued, his voice quieter now, “I’ve fallen for ye. Harder than I thought possible. And I’ve tried to keep it to myself because I didn’t want to muck up what we’ve got. But every time I see ye, every time ye smile, it’s like...” He paused, his voice catching slightly. “It’s like I’m yours already, whether ye want me or no.”

You blinked, his confession settling over you like a wave. For a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath, the only sound the faint rustling of leaves in the breeze. Then, without thinking, you reached out and took his hand in yours, lacing your fingers together.

“Hazard…” you said, your voice steady despite the emotions swirling inside you. “Do you even know how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that?”

His head snapped up, his eyes wide with surprise. “Ye’re... yer no’ just sayin’ that, are ye?”

You laughed softly, shaking your head. “Not even a little. I’ve felt the same way for so long, but I didn’t want to push you or risk scaring you off. You’re ... you’re important to me, Hazard. More than I can put into words.”

A grin spread across his face, the kind that made his eyes crinkle at the corners. He squeezed your hand, pulling you closer until there was barely any space between you. “Well, I’ll be…” he murmured, his voice tinged with awe. “Guess I’ve got to thank the stars for ye tonight.” You smiled, your free hand brushing a stray strand of hair from his face.

His gaze softened, and for a moment, he looked at you like you were the only thing in the world that mattered. Then, with a tenderness that belied his usual bravado, he leaned in and kissed you. It was a kiss that spoke of everything he’d been too afraid to say, of every moment he’d spent wishing for this one.

When he pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, his breath warm against your skin. “I’m yours” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “Now and always.”

Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes, but they were tears of joy, of relief, of finally finding something you hadn’t even realized you’d been searching for.

“Baby, I’m yours” you whispered back, your voice steady despite the tears threatening to fall.

The two of you stayed there under the starlit sky, wrapped in each other’s warmth, as the night seemed to stretch on forever. And for the first time, the world felt right—not because it was perfect, but because you were together.

🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗

Lots of hugs :3

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 ♥

Symbrock aesthetic 🌑🌫

When Movie!SonAmy is in the courting era™️, I imagine it’s Sonic who tells everyone all the details, like she told me this she did that, especially to his bros amd maybe Shadow (if he ever comes along) And as fans of Telenovelas Knuckles and Shadow are soooo invested (though Shadow would kill anyone that said he is too interested) meanwhile Tails nods along, praying that Sonic and amy will get together so that this torture will end.

Knuckles once suggests that Sonic fights Shadow in front of Amy to impress her, which Shadow shots down because he’d win and embrass Sonic. And says that Amy isn’t a prize to be won™️ Which Sonic agrees on.

Tails, as a fan of nature documentaries, searches all about hedgehog rituals but Sonic immediately refuses because he feels closer to a human than a hedgehog lol

Suprisingly Shadow is the only one with sound advice, as someone who actually spent time around a girl Amy’s age before as his sister but it amounts to something. He urges Sonic to spend time with her as much as possible, don’t forget that girls, especially Amy and Maria, like adrenaline and fun as much as he does. The stereotype that girls just sit pretty and gossip is not true.

The four have group chat and everything, Tails Knux and Shadow are all trained wingmen. Meanwhile, once asked Amy is like,yeah we went on a picnic this tuesday it was cool and doesn’t elaborate more than that, while losing her mind internally over everything. And Shadow senses this, so becomes a double agent outside of Amy and Sonic’s knowledge because he doesn’t give a heck about secrecy at this point. If these two idiots were left to their own the only person guranteed to see their wedding (assuming they stay alive until that) is Shadow since he is immortal.

Bayverse Prime NSFW headcanons

Lord help me. I've fallen helpless to this big metal daddy

In these scenarios, reader is cybertronian.

1 - We all know Bayverse Prime is considered the most violent reincarnation of Optimus Prime--which is true at times. However, when it comes to you....he is the sweetest most gentle mech there ever was. You should expect Optimus to be as gentle as he can be with you during sex. Unless you ask him to be a little rough.

2 - Every touch, every squeeze, every thrust-- he has to hold back his immense power as to not harm your smaller frame. Sometimes it's exhausting for him, so naturally he loves when you take over and ride him. He'll watch you with those beautiful ocean blue optics as you press down on his chest and move your hips in the most painstakingly pleasurable and sinful way. His large hands grasping your hips as you do so.

3 - Prime is always so busy and stressed that really the only thing that he can use for stress relief is you. Naturally with being the leader of the free galaxy comes many frustrations. He absolutely adores when he can come home at night and make love to you. He'll do it in many ways. He likes to switch it up. For example, sometimes he'll lay you down on your back and watch you squirm for his shaft, or he'll bend you over and watch your hands try and find something to grasp as he slams into you from behind. Hell, he will even sometimes take you roughly against the wall.

4 - He almost always has to hush you with his hands though. The pleasure he gives you is other wordly--but your relationship needs to stay a secret for the good of both of you. You understand this. He's a Prime for gods sake. He can't have his men knowing he's fragging the only femme bot on their team. Just doesn't look good on his armor.

5 - Optimus isn't just fragging you though. He loves you. He is eternally grateful that you have returned his feelings and is honored you would let him pleasure you like he does.

6 - His favorite position is probably missionary. Prime is old fashioned. He likes something to get the job done, but he also loves watching your facial expressions as he plows into you. It gets his engines revving.

Happy Dragon Age Day y’all!!!

Masterlist of my works✍

A/N: Decided to make one so my blog won't look messy

TFP Ratchet x Human reader (Headcanons🧡)

TFP Optimus Prime x Human reader (Headcanons💙)

Rescue Bots Heatwave x Human reader (Crush Headcanons❤)

Transformer Prime/TFP Autobots as sparklings💕

Bayverse Autobots x Human Reader (Crushing and Confession Headcanons💞)

Bayverse Autobots x Human Reader (Crushing and Confession Headcanons Part 2! 💞)

"Love doesn't always end with a happily ever after.." (Bayverse TLK Optimus Prime x Human reader [Angst Oneshot])

TFP Ultra Magnus x Human reader (Headcanons💙)

TFP Arcee x Human Reader (Headcanons💗)

TFP/Transformers Prime Decepticons as Sparklings💕