#cayde-6 x female reader

[jinxghoul]

Two Exos in love ♠️♾️🐾 Cayde 6 and my Oc Foxy

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[unlucky-corvid]

A very warm welcome home. cayde-6 x guardian reader

so here it is. the utter utter filth that came from my brain. there is a plot....if you squint, and turn your head sideways. who am I kidding this is just straight porn. i have no idea if this is decent, enjoy. reader is AFAB with female pronouns.

also a thank you to @melissadiamond for helping keep me sane while I wrote this

this is basically unedited, i will go back at some point and make corrections.

Enjoy xoxox

warning: NSFW below the cut, nothing of a violent or gory nature but, as expected, lots of sex, unprotected sex, its just sex. and some swearing. 18+. any interactions without an 18+ age in their bio WILL be blocked.

NSFW BELOW THE CUT. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, YOU WILL BE BLOCKED

It had been long. So long. The mission had gone south leaving Cayde abandoned in the ass crack of nowhere in the freezing cold with nothing but his sparrow, his ghost, and the most awful rations. When help finally arrived, he slumped back in the seat of the ship that he had been, quite unceremoniously, hoisted into by the guardians that had come to get him after receiving his SOS signal. His optics flicker off as he tilts his head back, still vaguely aware of the goings on around him but relaxing as the heat seeps back into his body. He could think of only one thing, the same thing that had been on his mind since he left for that shit show of a mission.

You.

Your smile, your eyes, how soft your hands were when you let them wander him without restraint, your lips on his neck, how hot and tight and wet you were around him as you fucked yourself silly on his-

“Cayde!” A voice snaps him out of his daydreams, he jumps slightly, optics flickering back to life, and he sits bolt upright. Glancing down he was glad his cloak had settled across his lap; he didn’t need to see it to know just how hard he was.

“You good?” the guardian that had woken him, Marcus, he thinks their name was, looks at him with concern.

“Uh, y-yeah. Yeah, I'm okay just uh… systems still heating up from being in the cold so long. Gets me a little sluggish you know” he bluffs, semi convincingly as he subtly readjusts himself in his armour before standing. Nice save, Cayde he thinks giving himself a mental smack on the head.

The ship had come to a stop in the hangar, the bay doors opening letting in a rush of chilling air. The hangar was as busy as usual, ships coming and going, guardians bustling around and throwing themselves off the edge only to be revived seconds later by ghosts with seemingly unending patience... So, the usual. None of that interests him though. The only thing he wanted-no NEEDED was you. And like a hound with a scent, he found you.

“Cayde!” you call out, voice filled with relief and happiness to see him safe again. Your voice was like a balm to his weary soul.

“Hey sugar” he smiles, wrapping his arms around you.

“Shit, cayde! You’re freezing” you hiss but don’t let go, holding him closer as if urging your heat into his body. “Hey, let's get you to that little ramen place you love. We can get your stomach filled with some actual food and warm you- “

“No!” cayde interrupts you with surprising desperation, his face buried in your hair. “No. Home I want to go home please”

It takes you a second, then as you shift in his arms it hits you…or rather it presses against your stomach. Oh…ooooooh. You can’t help the chuckle that escapes you. “Okay, cowboy let's get you…warmed up” you purr, gently pulling him towards the hanger doors. He follows, of course, like a desperate, obedient puppy having a treat dangled in front of it.

It doesn’t take long to arrive at Caydes apartment, it takes even less time for cayde to have you pressed up against the door, hips grinding against yours as he presses his face into the crook of your neck, already panting, puffs of hot air sending goosebumps across your body.

“Been so lonely, doll. So cold on that god-forsaken planet. All I could think about was you. Please. Please don’t deny me tonight” he mutters, voice laden with a desperation you had never heard from the exo before.

“I've got you, sweetheart, let's move to the- “

“no” he interrupts you once again. “Now. need you now, please. Waited 2 fuckin’ weeks I ain't waiting any longer” he pants, gloved hands snaking underneath your shirt. You don’t even remember him taking your stir off until his mouth is kissing and licking down your chest. He bites down on the soft skin above your collarbone.

“Cayde!” you gasp, scolding him in sheer surprise, not able to see the blossoming red and purple mark on your skin. He normally isn’t so bitey so soon.

“The one I left’s nearly gone” he mumbles, licking over the almost totally faded hickey he had marked you with before leaving on his mission. You can't help but think back to that night, how he had you bent over every surface in the apartment that would take your combined weight until your legs couldn’t hold you up, and even then, he had you in his arms bent in half against the wall until he couldn’t give any more.

He begins to move lower, leaving a trail of kisses and bites in his wake before reaching your breasts. “fuck” he mutters under his breath, one hand moving up from your waist to cup your right breast, his other holding you to him tightly. “Missed these” he sighs before licking a long stripe across your left nipple. He can't hold back the whiney groan that escapes his throat before he latches on. One hand toying with your right breast as he kisses and licks at the other, all while moaning. You had never seen him like this before, so desperate, needy so…. loud. “Taste so good. Better than any food. Need to consume your doll, please. Please, can I?” he's on his knees now, looking up at you with a face of desperation you'll be seeing in your wet dreams for weeks.

His hands move to your pants. You'll be there forever if you let him try to remove your clothes but the pathetic whine that he emits when you gently bat his hands away causes you to freeze, heart rate picking up. He’s so impatient, face already buried between your thighs, your pants still firmly around your hips as he nuzzles up to your clothed crotch.

“Did you miss me like I missed you?” he mumbles, muffled by the material of your pants. “Smell so good. Are you wet for me, doll? Yeah,” you can't help but gasp when you feel his thick tongue lick a strip up your clothed cunt. That was the last straw for your self-control, so much for feeding him a hot meal and getting him rested in bed.

With swift determination you unbuckle your pants, pushing his head away you resist looking at his face knowing he's giving you that kicked puppy expression as you yank them down along with your soaked panties. Your whole body jolts as his hands push your hips, pinning you to the door as his face dives in between your legs.

No teasing touches, no playful taunting, not even the few seconds he usually takes to spread your petals and admire the wet mess he’s made you before diving in. just sheer and unadulterated desperation.

“Fuck yes” he whines, slight static lacing his voice, though you barely notice over the sound of the sudden moan he rips from your lungs. His tongue went straight to your clit, lapping up the wetness that had accumulated in the short span between there and meeting him at the hanger. “Fuuuuuuck, dreamed of this, dreamed of your sweet cunt every fucking day I was away. Starved without you” he moans, not stopping his dedicated worship between your legs with his tongue.

“wider” he mumbles, pushing your legs further apart, giving him access to your tight entrance. His tongue is there immediately, the long blue appendage promptly diving inside. His hand, still clad in leather gloves, moves his thumb in clumsy desperation to toy with your clit. You clenched around the long blue appendage that was lapping up everything you had to give, ripping a long moan from the panting exo that was knelt below you. His tongue pushes in and out as far as he can get it, which surprises you every time he does, it never looked that long. You're just as loud, gasping and panting, hands on his shoulders as you struggle to keep your legs from giving out.

You look down, the view almost makes you cum alone. Caydes eyes are almost completely closed, looking up at you. The tent in his pants makes your mouth water, the large bulge begging to be released, a faint orange glow matching his oral cavity lights shining through the fabric. As fucking divine as having him worship between your legs was, you knew what he needed. And you were going to give it to him.

Your hand gently wraps around the horn on his forehead, and you can feel him fight against you as you try to pull his head away from your crotch. He finally relents and sits back on his heels looking up at you. He was a mess, cloak hood pushed back, mouth agape and panting with your juices all over his chin. He doesn’t bother wiping his mouth as he stares up at you, pleadingly “Why? Why did you stop me? Please, i-I need…I need- “

This time you interrupt him “I know what you need, come on. Bed now”. With a quick and obedient nod, he's back on his feet, and pulling you to the bedroom, you just about make it without falling over.

When did he remove his armour? You don’t care and don’t have the time to care as he's picking you up and putting you on the bed. Before he can resume his assault on your sopping heat you get a cruel idea. You stop him, pushing him back into a kneeling position. He gives you that kicked-puppy look again and you almost let him continue.

Almost.

You lay back on the pillows and appreciate the view in front of you. Cayde knelt before you and was completely bare. Is chest heaved with each ragged breath, you swore you could see steam exit his mouth with each heave. You let your eyes travel lower, to the source of his desperation. You missed that sight. At its widest circumference, it's about the girth of your wrist, the shaft swells in the centre and tapers towards the tip and hilt before swelling widely again at the base. The shaft was 2 colours, a deep blue panel of silicone beneath the tip, then the rest of the shaft is comprised of black silicone. Running up the sides was a see-through panel allowing the warm orange optics to shine through. The tip was a soft pastel blue, swollen and leaking more pre than you’d ever seen before. It made your mouth water.

“Doll, I-I can't take you starin’ at me like that. Do somethin’ I'm begging you” he his pants softly, snapping you out of your gazing.

That’s when a devious idea enters your brain. You lie back and spread your legs, making sure cayde gets a view of everything. His eyes are fixed on your slick entrance as you trail a hand between your legs and gently rub light circles on your clit, a soft gasp slipping through your lips as your back arches slightly. He squirms in place; he had cottoned onto your plan.

“Baby don’t do this please” he begs. Begs. That was a first, and you intended to get many more out of him that night.

“What?” you ask with faux innocence as you slowly slip a finger inside yourself “So wet” you moan softly, knowing it was only adding to the poor exos torture. “Is this what you want?”

“Yes!” Cayde doesn’t care how desperate he sounds anymore; he was so hard it hurt. He didn’t know how much pre he had leaked but the small puddle forming between his legs on the bed sheets spoke loudly of how much he needed you. “Been 2 long weeks, too long. I need- I need you, need anything. I’ll do anything, I’ll do all my paperwork, I’ll do all the housework I’ll do anything sweetie just-fuck-just let me fuck you”

His words head straight to your pussy, and you can feel yourself tighten around your finger. You're no way stretched enough to take the monster cayde calls a dick inside you, but for him, you would. You pat the bed beside you “Lie down, let me take care of you”

He eagerly lays down on his back, eyes watching you eagerly. You wrap your hand around his length, and he hisses, head rolling back as you slowly stroke the shaft, drenched in his own pre cum. His hips buck up needly into your hand “M-more, m-more need more. Please baby, i-I can't wait- i-I won't last want to be inside you” he babbles desperately.

You shift forward, your legs on either side of his hips as you grind your hips down onto his painfully hard erection. He shoots forward sitting up, gripping your hips, pressing his face into your shoulder. He wasn’t even inside you yet and he was on the verge of whimpering. You slowly shift your hips back and forth, your wetness mixing with his seemingly unending amount of pre, pulling moan after moan from his throat. They were unrestrained, filled with static.

“Fuck! Please, please stop teasing me, love” he hasps, his fingers digging into your hips. They were definitely going to leave bruises, but you know your ghost could heal them…not that you would want it to.

“Beg” you smirk. He freezes momentarily.

“What?”

“You heard me, sweetie, beg” you purr, slowing down the movement of your hips to a tortuous pace.

“Please, doll. Been thinking of you since I left 2 weeks ago, has been hard since I left. Couldn’t do jack shit about it, left without you for so fucking long. Thought about how fuckin hot and wet and tight you are, please baby, doll, sweetheart, just stop damn teasing me” he whines, flopping back onto the bed, looking up at you, eyes wide.

You finally take mercy on him, lifting your hips and lining him up with your entrance. You can see him struggling with his self-control, trying not to force himself up into you. You sink down onto the head, the bulbous tip was a painful stretch in the most delectable way, made even better by the debouched groan that manages to find its way through the static of Caydes voice synthesiser. “So fucking tight” he growls “just like I imagined-no-better”

You take your time, slowly sinking onto his shaft, wincing slightly when you reach the wider point at the centre. You feel so full, so delightfully stuffed and you're only halfway down. You try and pace yourself but it's hard when the exo whose dick is half sheathed in your cunt is a squirming mess of broken whines and barely distinguishable begs. You reach the final hurdle, the swollen base of his cock, almost knot like and you drop your hips, arching your back as your ass finally settles on his hips.  “So fucking big” you groan, leaning back onto your hands which were rested on his thighs. You can feel the faux muscles, taught like a coiled spring.

His eyes are fixed on where his cock disappears up inside you, and his fingers reach out, trembling to trace the dull orange glow that reaches just below your belly button. His fingers lower to play with your clit causing you to get impossibly tighter. His optics stutter on and off as his head lolls back “t-traveller above, you're so damn t-tight!”

After a second to adjust, you drag your hips up before dropping them back down, his grip on your hips tightens, and you can see the tension in his jaw, every slow rise and slam down onto his cock causes a ripple effect, static increase g in his voice, optics flickering on and off in rapid blinks. Despite how loud his broken words and moans are, the wet slapping of your cunt on his cock can be heard.

You continue your tortuously slow movements, relishing in the way he’s, stuffing you full in a way that feels like he was moulded to fit you. “f̴̻̪̺̮͍̰̹̰͓̈́̃̅̿̄̽̋̕͝͝-̸̡̜̭̰̅̚͠f̶̻̣̜̋͛̀͋̉a̷̡̤̖̱̥̱̅̆́̂̄͘s̷͎̤͗̎̄́͒̓̋̈́͋̕t̵̗̖̥̰̤͎͈̊̆̄́̍́͝e̵̢̞̦̝̜̻͋͌͆ͅr̷̨͉͉̹͌͊̈́̽̈͛̓͑͝,̵̡̥̗̖̈́͂̿͠ ̵̡̯̫̜̰̾̉͑̐̏͑̚͝ͅ sweet girl please ,̵̻̫͕̘́ ̸̗̞͒͝p̵̭̗̪̤͙̪̯̺͓̳̈́͒̃l̶̳̮͖̰̪͈̈̂͜͝ͅẽ̸̛͙̗̈́̋̋́̇a̷̖͚̠͍͌͜ş̷̧̫̠̭̼͖͈̥̾̒̽̂̍͋͐̓͘ḙ̵̢̝͓͚̥͍̄̑̐̇͂̕ ̸̧̞̖̤̮̻̠͐̄ faster̶̙̖̙̎̊̎̍̚” he begs, his voice becoming more and more filled with static. His hands grip your hips with urgency as he tries to buck up into you, each time he does, you still your movements earning yourself groans of frustration.

“Aww what's wrong, Hunter Vanguard? You a little pent u-AHH!” your teasing him is the straw that broke the camel's back. His feet plant onto the bed and he flips the pair of you with a growl. The next thing you know you're on your back beneath him, he's still sheathed in you to the hilt.

“that's it. If you won’t give me what I need, I'll take it,” he growls before pulling out till just the tip remains inside you before slamming back into the hilt, starting a brutal pace. His hips slam into your own with bruising vigour, his face buried into your neck. Between his static-filled moans in your ear and the sound of his body slamming into your own, you can barely hear your own cries of pleasure. Overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure that blurred with pain you grip onto his shoulder, legs spreading wider to accommodate his hips and allow him deeper.

“Thought you could get away with t-t- t̶͈͖̺̿̅̒̾͂̎͑ě̵̛͇͉̲̊̉́̚͜a̵̢̝͈̙͉̫͚̐̃̓̾́͐͜ŝ̶̯̥͍̳̠̻̖͙́̍̌͒̕ḭ̷̹̮̟͙̣̲̘̲̭͌̒͗̑́͂̒͐͘̚n̶̰̓̈̆͗̇͌̉̕g̴̡̛̛͛-teasing me? After I've been away from you for so long?” he growls, each word punctuated with a thrust. “Think I could resist this sweet cunt?” his smirk falters, smug voice devolving into a desperate moan. He shifts his hips slightly, his tip finding the spot inside you that makes your toes curl. Your core tenses, a familiar feeling building up like an elastic band being pulled tighter and tighter. “You're close, aren’t you? cum for me, sweetie. Cum all over this cock, show me how much you missed me” he pants, pace not faltering once.

You feel the tension snap, your vision going white as your back arches, and you clench around him as you reach your climax. He fucks you through your orgasm, he grabs one of your legs, pulling it onto his shoulder allowing him to hit a whole new angle. You can’t find words, it's like you can feel him in your chest, each thrust pushing the air out of your lungs.  

Every touch, every caress sets your skin on fire, looking up at cayde his optics flicker on and off, his face is tensed, jaw clenched with determined desperation. Everything was becoming too much, too good. You were so overstimulated, but he was not slowing down. “s-sorr-sorr-sorry” he moans “can’t s- s̵̢̠͔̘̤͓̲͕̍͆͌̏̂͝͝ţ̷̳̮̳̙͖̋̋́̈́̾̈̚̕͠ò̸̡̖̣̜͖͙͍̪̥͆͂̄͘p̶͓̟͔̣̬̞̘̆̎͂̀͋̂̉-stop”. His movements become more frantic, pace becoming less fluid and more unrestrained.

He drops your leg, bending over as he continues pounding into you, he holds you close, littering your neck and chest in hickies, kissing, and licking each one as moans turn into frantic whimpers. “Please, please so close so close. So perfect so tight so hot. Mine p̶̡̳̪̬̯͔̗̆͌̈͋̉̂̿͜͝͝l̶̨͔͇͍̫̏ĕ̸̳̰̭̖͕͌͂͌̅͌̈̋̊̂â̸̢̲̯͕͓̬̻̄͠ş̴͖̐͆̈̇͛̐́͝͠e̴̛͓̎͌̽́͑̊̆͆͝-please” he grips you hips as his rhythm stutters.

“inside-p-please ins-s-s-s-inside” his whole system was beginning to glitch, optics blinking, the lights in his throats, also glitching out as his voice was barely audible over the static. You nod eagerly, body covered in a sheen of sweat, as you pant and moan beneath him, trying to move your hips back onto his time with his rushed thrusts.

The nod is all the conformation he needs, thrusts becoming harder and more eager. “f-f- f̶͈͙̳̻̙͓̤͈̿͋̀̈́̏́͜u̶̯̖̔̓̏̌̅́̉̚c̷̝̉̇̈́̀͛̊̇̚k̵̨̞̩͉͙̻̲̐͊̓̔̒̉̃̀͌͝-fuck i-i-I lo-love you! G-go-gonna fffffill you” he whimpers “make y-y-you so f-full. B-be leakin’ o-out for d- ḑ̸̧̛̩͕̤̬͔̫͈̟̅̋̑̀̓͛͠ă̸̬̠̥̱̪̼͑̈́́y̶̧̙̰͚̝̪̳̍s̴̲͉͖̦͙͎̀̋̃͜͝-days”. You wrap your legs round his hips and tats all it took to push him over the edge. A desperate whimper rips from his throat, it becomes a staticky whine as he thrusts one final time. His whole body trembles, his cock twitching as he spills into you, painting your inside with his cum, leaking out of you around his cock due to the sheer volume as he completely stuffs you.

His body suddenly slumps onto you, you can hear his internal systems whirring loudly, his optics off and body still. You muster as much energy as you can to gently place a hand on his head which was face first in your neck.

“c-cayde? ” you mumble. A groan comes from him as his optics slowly flicker to life. “you okay?” you ask him softly.

He says nothing but nods. The pair of you hiss as he pulls out of you, his body flops beside you as he pulls you into him, arms around your middle.

“Miss you” he manages to mumble out, static finally starting to leave his voice. “don’t wanna be that far away from you again, doll”. You nod in agreement, aching body seeking his, it had been too long. Between your legs aches in the best way, you can feel the remnants of his seed leaking out of you but at this point, you're too tired to care, you can clean up later.  

You're not sure which of the two of you fell asleep first, but it's cayde who wakes you, carrying you to the bathroom where the bath slowly fills with soapy water.

“Welcome back to the land of the living, sweet pea” he chuckles, “let's get you cleaned up, I ordered us dinner, least I can do for that welcome home.”

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characters that i write for

modern warfare: john price, john "soap" mactavish, simon "ghost" riley, kyle "gaz" garrick, phillip graves, nikolai

destiny 2: cayde-6, banshee-44, osiris & saint-14, drifter, missraks, spider, varkis, shaxx, saladin, zavala

genshin impact: diluc, kaeya, kazuha, al haitham, kaveh, cyno, tighnari, zhongli, xiao, albedo, ayato, childe, itto, thoma, gorou, capitano, perrio, dottore

honkai: star rail: sampo, gepard, welt, dan heng, jing yuan, blade, kafka, himeko, natasha

undertale: grillby, gaster, sans, papyrus, ink, error, nightmare

undertale aus: underfell, underswap, swapfell, horrortale, outertale, mobtale, mafiafell

lego monkie kid: mk, macaque, sun wukong, red son, mayor, tang, huntsmen, syntax

obey me: lucifer, satan, beelzebub, mammon, diavolo, barbatos, siemon

helluva boss: blitzø, stoles, asmodeus, frizz, stricker,

hazbin hotel: valentino, vox, husk, alastor

spiderverse: miguel o'hara, peter b. parker, the spot/jonathan ohnn, spider noir

trigun stampede: vash the stampede, nicholas d. wolfwood, knives millions

blood of zeus: heron, ares, apollo, hermes,

bungo no stray dogs: yukichi fukuzawa, atsushi nakajima, doppo kunikida, isamu dazai, ranpo edogawa, chūya nakahara, ryūnosuke akutagawa, fyodor dostoevsky,

transformers prime: optimus prime, ratchet, bulkhead, bumblebee, wheeljack, megatron, starscream, knockout, breakdown, dreadwing, skyquake, predaking, soundwave, shockwave

transformers animated: optimus prime, ratchet, bulkhead, bumblebee, adding more soon

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[girlaph-lilyrose]

I FUCKING LOVE FEMALE GUARDIAN/READER X VANGUARDS (Commander Zavala, Ikora Rey, and Cayde-6) FANFICS!!

WE NEED MORE OF THEM: BOTH SFW AND NSFW!!

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[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Light of Tomorrow: Destiny x DC Post-Crisis/New Earth Universe - Y/N-Verse

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/fmg1xuN by PrimeofPrimes115 (Supergirl x Male Reader) When a Guardian and his Ghost, find themselves on another world, where the Light and Dark have began to spill into this new discovered dimension... They had no idea of the adventures that awaited in store for them, where they'd meet new allies, new enemies and someone, a blonde haired "Super" girl that would catch his heart. Will they find a way home? How will the Vanguard operate in his absence? The new Hunter and his Ghost roam amongst this New Earth that they would soon call... A second home to defend... "Eyes up Guardian!" Words: 96219, Chapters: 23/?, Language: English Series: Part 1 of Y/N-Verse Fandoms: Destiny - Fandom, New Earth - Fandom, DC Comics Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M Characters: Kara Zor-El, Male Guardian (Destiny), Kal-el, Bruce Wayne, Zavala (Destiny), Ikora Rey, Cayde-6 (Destiny), Teen Titans (DCU), Justice League (DCU), Outsiders (DCU), Vanguard (Destiny) Relationships: Kara Zor-El & Reader, Female & Reader Additional Tags: Relationship(s), Action/Adventure, Science Fiction, DC universe - Freeform, Post-Crisis (DCU), New Earth, Hunter Guardian (Destiny), supergirl - Freeform, Loose Canon read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/fmg1xuN

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[caydesgirl-uldrensprincess]

ya got me, ya really did 😔 cayde smut? like hcs, first time, etc etc. whatever you’re comfortable with

First Time HC: Cayde-6

Warnings: FLUFF/SMUT

I hope you like these HCs! I love Cayde more than anything so here you go! I used a female pronouns for the reader.

The first time you have sex with Cayde (him being your first [since being rezzed]) is something that means a lot to both you and him. He doesn't want you to be uncomfortable at all with the process.

It took a lot of time for you to come around and out right tell Cayde you wanted to have it with him. Of course as the loving boyfriend he is, he said yes.

Cayde wants this to be special and over the top. He can't believe you fully trust him enough to give yourself to him like that.

The two of you plan a weekend get away at the Farm in a small cottage, Hawthorne said it was okay, no one was there anyway since the Red Legion fell. It was perfect for the two of you to get some proper alone time to get in the mood.

Cayde was first to initiate it (you wanted him to lead since he's way more experienced). He'd lay you down on the bed, crawling on top of you slowly. While he was hovering above, Cayde asked you if you were sure you wanted this. You nod and lean up to kiss him.

You're nervous, so you both start off slowly with passionate kisses and work your way up to intimately touching each other.

Next came the foreplay and removing of clothes and garments.

You were slightly embarrassed to be bare in front of your lover, but Cayde stopped you from hiding yourself by calling you beautiful and the most gorgeous woman he has ever laid eyes on and that your body was perfect.

When he entered you, you felt like you were in pain, but he warned you it was gonna hurt for a few minutes until you adjusted to his size.

Soon pain turned to pleasure and you couldn't hold back your moans as Cayde told you how beautiful you sounded and that he loved you, along with whispering sweetnothings in your ear.

When it was over, he cleaned you up and himself. Then he pulled you closed and asked you how it was. You, of course, said it amazing and that you were happy it was with him.

You fall asleep in Cayde's arms as he draws circles into your hips, humming a soft tune.

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[theidiotwhowritesthings]

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’.”

There were skeletons in your closet, demons in your mind, and there was only one way you knew of to deal with them. It involved your light, your gun, and a trail of ashes where your enemies used to be. If you kept moving, kept shooting, then you didn’t have to think. 

That’s when the trouble always came, when you were still.

You were reborn a guardian 3 days before the start of the Red War.

You had been introduced into a world of community and Light only to watch it crumble beneath the Red Legion. Somehow, by some miracle, you had escaped. You had managed to get off the Tower, get out of the City, and slipped out into the wilderness. There had been other guardians with you. Older guardians who tried to help, to show you the way while being lost themselves, had perished before your very eyes. It felt like you had been born into a world only to be useless. No matter what you did someone would die. Sometimes it was guardians, sometimes it was civilians, and many times you had wished it had been you rather than them.

When the Light finally returned, it was too late. The damage had been done. Your Ghost tried to reassure you that things would be different now, and as much as you wanted to believe him it was still difficult. It was why you avoided the other guardians now. You had lost so many people back to back to back. The idea of getting to know someone now was terrifying. What if war came again? What if you lost them? What if you weren’t strong enough to save them?

It was safer to keep to yourself.

To focus on missions.

To focus on bettering yourself.

To focus on your only working distraction.

Three shots, three dead Cabal. You stared at their motionless forms briefly before glancing around. The EDZ was quiet today, and now it was even quieter. You heaved a sigh in disappointment. The hope had been that Cabal in the EDZ would keep you busy for the whole morning, not just a couple hours.

“The area is clear.” Your Ghost confirmed.

You dismissed your helmet and rubbed the back of your neck. The area around you looked like the remains of an old city, abandoned and empty. Overgrown with vegetation all around, like nature had reclaimed what once belonged to it.

It was too quiet. The itch was back, and that dreadful voice whispered in the back of your mind. Before you could ask your Ghost to transmat you to the nearest world with a pest problem the sound of someone else transmatting distracted you.

“Hey there, partner.”

“Cayde.” You gave him a tight grin. Your Vanguard was the closest thing you had to a friend. He was the only person you really spoke to on a regular basis, other than your Ghost, and it was oddly because you actually enjoyed talking to him. Granted, it had started as just mission reports and training exercises, but somehow it had turned into drinks and ramyun and laughter.

He glanced at the empty buildings then looked back to you, “You really cleared this place out, huh? Busy morning?”

“Not busy enough.” You replied. “You need anything done? Anything at all?”

Cayde took a step toward you. It was closer than you were used to, but you didn’t move back. He had this look on his face, but it wasn’t concern. It wasn’t pity or worry or disapproval. Those were always the facial expressions you expected, but he never showed them to you. He always looked at you like this. With curiosity, with care, with amusement.

“Ever think about taking a vacation? I hear the pools of Io are nice this time of year.” Cayde suggested. He had his hands on his hips, his head tilted slightly.

You shrugged, “Sounds a little too…quiet.”

“And you don’t like quiet.” Cayde nodded. You had mentioned this to him before. That you needed action or movement at all times. The only exception being when you went to bed for a night of restless sleep. “Guess we just need to keep working on finding you a new hobby.”

“A new hobby?”

“Yeah, something that calms that brain of yours”, He lifted his hand to tap your temple with his gloved hand, “Without having to throw yourself into the fray again and again.”

You chuckled at the thought. That’d be nice. You weren’t sure anything could really quiet your mind. You were kind of positive this was just the curse of your existence.

“I’m not sure I’m capable of that kind of change, Cayde.”

Cayde shook his head, “No, no, no. Not change. I don’t want you to change ever, partner. I like you just the way you are. I just think a break every now and again will do you some good.”

He liked you the way you were. Skeletons, demons, cracks, and all. Cayde was staring at you again with that same look on his face. Amusement and adoration. His blue eyes glowed with a warmth that always seemed to reach the core of who you were. He wasn’t scared of you and didn’t bat an eye at your flaws.

And it was then that you realized that things were quiet. With Cayde looking at you the way he was, the softness of his Exo features focused only on you, it was quiet. Your mind wasn’t racing with regrets of the past or fears of the future. You felt at ease.

“I can’t think when you keep looking at me like that.” The words fell from your lips before you were fully aware of them. They were nearly a whisper. Cayde was closer now, he was the only thing in your vision, and you were ok with that. Your eyes darted down to his mouth unintentionally.

The urge to close the small gap between you was strong, and it scared you. Things would be different if you did that and that voice in the back of your mind nagged and nagged. The decision was taken away from you when the sound of whistling filled the air. The two of you recognized it around the same time, you could see it on his face, and both of you whipped around just as three Cabal containment pods hit the Earth a few yards away kicking up dirt and dust. Honestly, you were just lucky they hadn’t landed on top of you. You had the bad luck of being a containment pod magnet. And maybe you were also lucky that your usual distraction had showed up just in time to prevent a potential life altering mistake.

“They didn’t even give me time to stretch.” Cayde said as the Cabal began to open fire.

You called back your helmet and dove out of the way of a tossed grenade. What was supposed to be a quick battle, turned into a rather large mess. More Cabal had come after you and Cayde dealt with the first wave, but their presence had attracted a nearby squad of Fallen. So now the two of you were sandwiched between two enemies who were both shooting at you and behind you. Some wandering Guardians had happened upon the scene though, and the enemies were quickly dealt with. While Cayde had his back turned to you, greeting one of the Hunters that had stumbled onto the scene, you had your Ghost transmat you back to your ship.

The entire flight back to the Tower you were kicking yourself. You had been so close to doing something so stupid. Letting your professional relationship with Cayde turn into a friendship had been stupid. Opening up to him about your fears and worries one drunken night had been stupid. Wanting to kiss your Vanguard in enemy territory just because you liked the way he looked at you? That was downright crazy.

Once at the Tower, you made a beeline to your living space. The plan was to grab some supplies and then book it out to Nessus or Io. You could scoop up a long surveillance mission from someone who didn’t want to spend a month out in the wild and do so yourself. That’d keep you busy and distracted.

“Someone is here.” Your Ghost hummed before disappearing from your sight. Before you could question him a heavy knock came from your door. Your apartment was tiny. It consisted of one room with a second small room branched off it that worked as the bathroom. This meant there was only one door in and out unless you were going to try and escape through the window, but you weren’t that desperate. Yet.

“I know you’re in there, partner.”

Your eyes glanced at the window in temptation.

‘If you climb out the window, I won’t revive you when you fall.’ Ghost joked internally.

You knew that was his nice way of saying you needed to answer the door, and more so you knew he was right. After steeling yourself, trying to push all non-professional thoughts of Cayde out your head, you walked to the door and pulled it open.

He was leaning against the frame, his armor still messy and dirty from the last fight. The moment your eyes caught his all the steeling of your mind had fizzled out in a hot mess of fireworks in your brain. You were back in that same position you found yourself in earlier. Except now the chances of the Cabal interrupting you were slim to none.

“You left before we could finish our conversation.” Cayde said firmly.

You swallowed the lump that seemed to have formed in your throat, “I think we both know that we were done talking.”

This time is was his gaze that dropped down to your lips before slowly dragging back up to your eyes. Cayde nodded once, “You’re probably right.”

You didn’t know if you moved first or if he did, but the two of you collided. Your lips were on his mouth and his hands were cupping your face then tangling in your hair. Thoughts weren’t needed when you were kissing him. It was all action and instinct, like your body was moving on its own accord and you were just there for the ride. Your gloves traced his firm armored chest while he pulled back on your hair slightly to expose your neck enough for him to pepper kisses down in until he reached the edge of your armor.

You sucked in a sharp breath of air when his mouth caught a sensitive spot on your neck and that was like throwing gas on a flame. You pulled his face back up to yours to kiss him. In one swift movement, Cayde’s hands went to the back of your thighs to scoop you up while his foot kicked the door shut behind you. He turned and pushed your back against the door deepening the kiss. He tasted like his favorite drink and you wondered if he had stopped to take a shot before coming here.

After another moment he pulled his mouth away leaving you breathless. His face lingered close though as you took in air. You had your arms wrapped around his shoulders, but now you brought your hands in to cup his face. Your thumb traced the edge of his cheek as his warm eyes didn’t leave yours. It was quiet in the room and you were ok with that because it was also quiet in your mind.

“I think this could be a good hobby for you.” Cayde spoke up suddenly, his tone sounded breathless despite Exos not technically needing to breath. “Thoughts?”

“Yeah.” You chuckled out an agreement, “Yeah, this could work.”

Cayde shot you an amused look before pulling you into another kiss. You wrapped your arms around him and melted against his chest. 

Yeah, this could definitely work.

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[starl1ght-child]

This one is a Cayde x Female!Human!Hunter Reader, where they're both out in the EDZ doing a patrol and make it a competition to see who can kill the most fallen, but it gets dangerous and Cayde becomes protective over reader?

love me some protective Cayde.  After everyone he’s lost, he can’t bear to lose anyone else?  Ooooughhhh, I love this troupe more than anything. perma tag list : @mail-me-a-snail @shins-wife @speed-boop @eeviethree @squadnos @daggerthegamer @reaped-winnower

Cayde-6 x F!Human!Hunter Reader - “I Gotcha.”

Cayde was supposed to meet up with you in the EDZ for a .  The afternoon sun felt marvelously warm on your shoulders and chest as you stood against the outer walls of the church.  Pre-Golden Age music was pumping through your helmet. You flipped your knife in your hands, practicing some tricks to entertain the Last City’s children for the next time you were in town.  Which, honestly, wasn’t as often as it should be.

“Sorry I’m late!”

You looked up as Cayde transmatted right in front of you, you grinned behind your helm.  “What, did the Commander stick all the paperwork on you this time?”

“Hey now, I’ll let you know, I had some very important Vanguard business to attend to.”

Your grin spread as you slid the knife into the sheath strapped to your thigh and slid your hand cannon out of its holster.  “No you didn’t.”

“You know what?”  Cayde held up his hands, his Ace in his hand.  “You’re right.  Now let’s get a move on!  We’re losing daylight!”

You laughed softly and shook your head as you walked alongside him towards Maevic Square.  “So what, we’re investigating some missing Farm resources?  That’s it?  Let’s make it interesting.”

Cayde’s expression lit up with excitement.  “Oh, we talking a bet, Guardian?”

“Absolutely we’re talking about a bet.  Let’s see who kills the most Fallen.  Loser buys ramen.”

Cayde smiled at you.  He stuck his hand out at you and you shook it gladly.  “It’s a bet.”

You raced into Maevic Square, guns at the ready, and the bet was underway.  The entire time, the two of you shot playful taunts back and forth, bragging about what you were going to get to eat when the other bought dinner.  

And there were a lot of Fallen in the area that didn’t want to give up their scavenged supplies.

After a while, the joking was put on the back burner and the two of you started to make call-outs.  What Fallen were vulnerable, which ones were trying to make a beeline for the caches, what Fallen were trying to sneak up on the other’s six.  You hadn’t realized it, but you and Cayde were an efficient team, you played off each other’s skills and strengths like you had been fighting side by side for years.

You used to scout together during the Red War, it was where the two of you really bonded, but it had certainly been a while.  This was the first time you’d been in the field together since the Traveler woke. 

“Cayde!”  You shouted.  “Gimme a boost!”  You ran at him and jumped into his cupped hands, and he gave you a strong upwards thrust.  You caught the ledge of the closest level, which ended up being three levels up and one level down from the roof where the caches were, and you hauled yourself up over the side.  You ran up the nearest stairs to the roof, firing off your cannon at the Fallen protecting the caches.  You threw your knife, it embedded into the skull of a Dreg, and you continued to push them back.  It was easy, almost too easy.

“Y/N, look out!”

Cayde’s alarm came moments too late when a Captain dashed behind you and knocked you away from the caches.  The air was knocked out of your lungs from the sheer force of the hit and the impact as you hit the metal roof dazed you.  Pain shot up and down your back; you hit your head hard on the floor, too.  You were slow to recover and push yourself back onto your feet, but Cayde was already in between you and the Captain, his gun ablaze with Solar Light, and that same Light made his entire body glow.  You’d never noticed until now how ethereal the Golden Gun made him appear, and you found yourself staring as he put flaming bullets into the skulls of all the Fallen that remained on the roof.  One by one, their bodies burst into flames.

He turned back to you as the Solar Light faded from his body and he lowered his Ace. “I gotcha,” Cayde said as he extended his hand out to you.  You took his hand and he helped you back up to your feet.  “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” you assured him.  “I’ve taken worse hits before.”

“Yeah, I know.”  Cayde walked over to you, arms folded across his chest, his blue eyes softening as his concern for you slowly faded.  “Can’t help it around you sometimes.”

“I know.”  His hands dropped down to his sides, right before they slid over your waist and dragged you closer.  You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck; his hands slipped tighter around you until they settled on your lower back.  “Looks like I’m buying ramen.”

“Later.”  Cayde chuckled and he leaned his head against yours.  “Will you just let me have this moment?”

“Oh course, Cayde,” you hummed as you brushed your nose against his faceplates.  You didn’t express it outwardly, but you were relishing in every second that he was holding you.  It wasn’t often that you two got to see each other alone, so you both savored these quiet moments together.  You turned in his arms and pulled his hands flush against your abdomen and leaned back against his chest.  The setting sun was warm on your face as you breathed in the autumn air.  And you were beyond happy to be here, alone, and with him.

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[vostara]

Masterlist

*last updated april 23, 2022

fluff 🌷 | comfort 🌻 | angst 🌧️ | implied spice 💥 | in progress 🌱 | complete 🌿 | one-shot ⭐ | multi-chapter 🌙 | masterlist link ⚡

note: I do not write lemons, all spicy content is implied and not explicit.

HIATUS. sadly, i have no clue when i’ll be able to update again. :(

most recent update(s): i am lost chap. 1 (may 2021) next planned update(s): tbd

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impietas - jacob frye x original female character [vampire au]

complete series 🌧️🌱🌙⚡

i am lost - cayde-6 x female guardian x uldren sov, eventual crow x female guardian

complete series 🌧️🌱🌙⚡

currently untitled (coming soon) - jacob seed x original female character x joseph seed

she drowns in liquid gold - ares x original female character 

prequel series: hypnophobia [discontinued] 🌧️🌱🌙⚡

extra: you’re the hallelujah on my throne 🌷🌻💥🌿⭐

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intoxicate me with lavender dreams - arthur morgan x female reader [afterlife au] 🌧️🌿⭐

love me like you hurt me - rafe adler x original female character x samuel drake

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#masterlist #lmao i'm so sorry for all the emojis #i wanted to keep it simplistic #but also provide a key for all the content so you don't have to click each fic #yes i know fluff and comfort tend to go together #but there are things that are fluff #but not comfort

[xcayde6]

All I want for Dawning is you

pairing: Cayde-6 (Destiny) x female reader rating: explicit warnings: Cayde baking cookies, probably sex in the snow... who knows ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°) find out under the [read more] I guess. n/a: sorry robofuckers, this was queued for last week while I was on hiatus, but it got flagged because of the gif and disappeared out of my queue smh. take this as late Caydemas present and Destcember entry. hope you like it anyway. — Cayde hates The Dawning and you’re trying to get him into the mood with cookies, ramen and a snowball fight at the Cosmodrome... 

First snowflakes cover The Last City in a white and soft blanket. The seductive smell of cinnamon and freshly baked cookies is lingering in the cold air, while guardians celebrate The Dawning with silly dances, petting holographic chickens and giving each other presents. It seems like a perfect Dawning, but one important thing is missing. Actually someone very important is missing. Cayde. His back is turned towards me and he's leaning over some maps scattered all over his workdesk. The cold wind howling through the Hangar makes his familiar and battered hunter cloak float slightly. Perfect opportunity to attempt a cuddle stealth attack and throw my arms around the exo from behind. „Happy Dawning, Caydie.” I hear a deep chuckle roar through his torso, as he almost instantly turns around, making me think he had been waiting for me especially. I'm engulfed in a pair of strong arms and the familiar scent of old leather and gunpowder lingering on his armor after countless battles. His smell is hard to describe, but still I can't resist taking a deep breath of him in. It's truly infatuating. He holds me tight for a moment, before letting go and stepping back to have a look at me. „Hey beautiful.”, he greets me softly, his aqua blue optics looking me up and down. Of course I didn't dress up warmly because of the heavy snowstorm going on outside. No. I'm wearing nothing but boots and a sexy Santa dress including hat. Just for him. For Cayde. I'm his present and it's so worth humiliating myself in public, or getting a pneumonia. Another chuckle escapes Cayde's throat, the orange lights in the back of his throat are flickering. „You look... ridiculous.”, he scoffs, pinching the fuzzy bobble of my Santa hat with his finger, but I know damn well that it's his loving way of showing affection. Still I play along and push him away from me, lift my dress up slightly and turn around slowly. „Your eyes say something different, my vanguard...”, I whisper seductively, looking over my shoulder and winking at him as he surveys me. His eyebrow plates shift, giving him a amused look, before he grabs a fistful of my dress and pulls me back to his body. Somehow possessive, but I'm not gonna complain about it.„I mean it. Ridiculous.”, he repeats in a mocked tone, smiling broadly at me now. I feel a bit uncomfortable under his gaze undressing me, but damn, I loved it when this exo was sassy. „But, but... I wear this for you...”, I whimper, turning away from him, starting to act out the most dramatic fake crying in the history of fake cries. „You hate it. I wanted to look pretty for our date.”, I sob, pretending to rub my eyes. „No, no, no... sweetie. You look stunning. I just hate Chr-”, I hear him awkwardly stutter behind my back, but I quickly turn around and laugh at his dumb but overall adorable helpless face. „Ha! Got you! Awww, you should see your stupid face!” I press a sweet kiss on his cold metal chin and take his hand in mine. ”Now come on, we're late for The Dawning market at the Bazaar, Grumpy.”, I sąy and pull him with me out of his beloved Hangar. Cayde follows me more or less unwillingly and sighs, squeezing my hand. „I swear, if I hear Last Christmas one more time I'm gonna blow something up.”, he mutters under his breath and I can't help but smirk at him. „Can't lie, I would love to see that.” He chuckles, the orange lights behind his mouth-plates outlining a smirk back at me. „A girl after my own heart.”, he praises, taking off his cloak and gently putting it around my bare back and shoulders. “You must be freezing. Worst case scenario, you'll get a cold. But maybe you'll only get a pneumonia.”, he jokes. “I think I see the benefits of being an exo, Cayde.” The awkwardness between us diminished slightly on the way to the Bazaar. I had known this man ever since he came to The Last City, seen him almost everyday when he wasn't on missions or busy with his vanguard duties - spending our free time together, going to the ramen shop, playing cards or just talking about whatever was going on in our heads. But now, his cloak was around my shoulders and we’re holding hands. We're having a date. A real date. This was different and he seems like a virtual stranger, but yet of course I still trust him. Just one look into his warm and glowing aqua blue optics is enough to push away my indecision completely. We reach the Bazaar and I'm pleasantly surprised. Snowflakes are dancing in the cold air and everything was beautifully decorated with lanterns and candles, giving the place a warm and cozy touch. I'm probably standing too long and awkwardly around just staring, because Cayde waves his hand in front of my face with a chuckle. “Still with me? Ramen time?”, he asks, already pulling me towards the ramen shop, but I hold him back. “Yes, get us a nice place to sit, I just need to get something real quick.”, I explain, giving him a little kiss on his cold metal chin and hurrying over to aunt Eva Levante. She was surrounded by dozens of guardians, buying last minute cookie ingredients and recipes, like their many and endless lives depended on it. I awkwardly shove my small body through all kinds of strong hunters, titans and warlocks to my aunt and greet the old lady with a quick kiss on the cheek, before grabbing a heart shaped box laying around next to the beautiful big blue handmade oven. Aunt Eva helped me baking these cookies for Cayde last night, since I'm the worst cook and baker in the whole wide universe, but thanks to her they actually turned out delicious, even though some of the ingredients we used sound gross as hell. I mean, Vex milk? Cabail oil? Taken butter? Ew. I don't mean to overreact, but if Cayde didn't like these cookies, I would never bake again. This really means much to me. He means much to me. Damn, I was really head over heels in love with this exo... I give auntie Eva another quick goodbye kiss, squeeze myself back through the mob of guardians and take a deep breath before walking over to the ramen shop where Cayde is waiting for me, or most likely causing trouble again. I was just gone for like one minute? “Come on, my man! I'm having a date with a beautiful girl for the first time in 100 years. I'll give you glimmer or one of my stashes if you give us your seat, come on!”, he's bothering a old man just trying to enjoy his ramen. “Caaayde.”, I hiss, pulling him away and giving him a forced sweet smile. “What are you doing? Why are you blackmailing this poor old man?”, I ask confused, before slapping his chest armor. “There's only one stool left and I was asking very politely if he could give it to us.”, he responds innocently, giving me his puppy eyes. It never fails me how expressive exos could look if they wanted to, especially this adorable fool. I shake my head and sigh, slapping his chest again. “Just let me sit on your lap, drama queen.”, I suggest. Cayde hops on the free stool and makes himself comfortable, spreading his legs wide, before patting his thigh, inviting me to take a seat. “Please make yourself comfortable. Best seat in the universe, I swear.”, he says, winking at me. What a sight he is. I hesitate for a second, asking myself what I've gotten myself into, but I can't resist and sink down on his thigh. Cayde's gloved hands grip my hips, pulling me halfway into his lap. Oh my, I was in his lap. Suggesting this solution was probably the best idea I've ever had. “Comfy huh? Amazing.”, he purrs into my ear. A shiver goes down my spine and my heart is hammering so hard, I'm afraid he could hear of feel it. Like it wasn't enough that the wink he'd given me just seconds ago already left me mildly out of my breath. How am I supposed to play it cool? Our date didn't even start yet and he was too overwhelming. “Cayde.” I take another deep breath and pull out the heart shaped box I've successfully managed to hide behind my back. “I made you something.” Cayde's optics dip to the little box in my hands and his eyebrow plates shift in surprise. “You made me something?”, he asks in disbelief, gently taking the box out of my hands, curiously studying his gift before opening it. A smile forms his mouth plates when my cookies are revealed in all it's beauty. “All this for me? No one ever made me something... Thank you, beautiful.” Cayde slightly leans over to me and softly pokes his cold lips on my cheek. “You're welcome. I hope I won't poison you.”, I give back with a smile, causing him to chuckle. “I've had worse deaths. It's more likely that I'm gonna poison you, cause...”, he pulls out a little bag out of his pants and hands it to me. “I've made you something too.”, he adds, and I could swear that he bows his head in shame a little. “What have you done now, silly?”, I ask amused, opening the little red paper bag and what I see makes my heart jump in excitement. To my amazement, he baked for me too! Cayde-6, yes, Cayde, the vanguard baked something for me! My eyes wander between his ashamed face and his cookies and when I take a closer look, these were totally burnt black and badly covered up in frosting and scrawly drawn smilies and hearts. I can't help myself and burst into laughter, throwing my arms around his neck. “You're so cute.”, I giggle, pressing my lips on his cold cheekbone, before I dug my face into his neck, breathing in the fierce leather of his armor. We feed each other with our presents and I'm having a hard time to not burst into laughter again. Cayde's baking attempts taste like nothing but pure soot covered in sugar and are so hard that I'm afraid that I'm gonna break my teeth or my jaw. Still I pretend that his cookies are the best thing I've ever eaten, because it's the cutest and nicest thing someone has ever done for me and I didn't want to hurt his feelings somehow. Gratefully we accept our bowl ramen and I'm really relieved that I don't have to continue to eat Cayde's burnt cookies, as mean as it sounds. We always shared a bowl together, it was one of our rituals by now, since I couldn't finish a whole potion on my own. It was nice. I curl my cold hands around the steaming hot bowl and take one slow sip of the stock with a sigh. It was spicy and mild, just the way I liked it. I smile in pleasure as the warm liquid starts to thaw me from the inside. It was still cold out here, although I was wearing Cayde's cloak and sitting on his lap. “You still like your ramen that way?”, he asks, twirling the noodles around his chopsticks. “It's lovely, Cayde...” I lean back and start to relax a little, while we continue feeding each other ramen and a sense of the familiar starts to come over me, warming me even more. He's oddly silent and I decide to prod a little. “So... No offence but I can't imagine you made the cookies yourself?”, I ask with a little grin, gesturing to his beautiful burnt cookies laying in my lap. Cayde looks away from me for a moment and scratches his head. “I … um... had  help.”, he confesses slowly, probably thankful that exos couldn't blush. “Zavala and Ikora.”, he adds and I can't help but laugh at his obvious embarrassment that the other vanguards helped him with the cookies. I admit, it probably wasn't the manliest thing to do, but it was quite endearing that he did this only for me. I giggle and edge closer to him, cup his chin in my hand and wipe away the grease of the ramen running down his mouth. His optics take a little and quick peek at my décolleté and that's enough to make me blush. Cayde's thumb gently tucks hair out of my face, behind my ear. The used and raw leather of his glove makes me gasp softly, as his thumb slips to my lips and he slowly leans in to me. His bright optics turn to dim slits and I can feel his hot breath tickling my lips, but somehow I panic when his face is close enough that his horn pokes my forehead - and so I panic. I press a quick kiss on his horn and pull down the hoodie over his face, before I jump off his lap. “Let's go play in the snow!”, I suggest, trying to change the awkward mood slightly. Cayde pulls back his hoodie and empties the bowl of ramen with a loud burp. What a man. “I know a nice place where we can play.”, he gives back, with a twinkle in his optics.

*** “Just like old times, huh?”, Cayde asks as we jump out of his ship right into the thick snow. “The Cosmodrome!”, I gasp in surprise and my eyes wander over the abandoned winter wonderland. The cold here literally takes my breath away. It had been so warm inside Cayde's ship, that I've totally forgotten about the weather outside and the fact that snow was actually cold, especially when you're just wearing a dress and boots. I guess this is what I get for dressing up sexy for Cayde and rejecting his attempts to kiss me. Good one, Karma. “Our own playground.”, he comments, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and resting his chin on top of my head as we take in the view with mixed feelings. It's not our first visit, we've actually been here a few times before. I knew that he woke up here as guardian and many people died here in The Golden Age. All the rusty and left cars never fail to give me chills. The Cosmodrome was truly tragic. And beautiful. Tragically beautiful. “Are you alright, sweetheart?”, Cayde asks after a while, his voice sounds somehow concerned and his arms pull me in closer to his body. I turn around to face him and he looks down on me. I can feel his breath on my face, the heat of his body pressed on mine. I notice that I'm able to kiss him when I would be standing on my toes, but I'm too nervous. Cayde is my best friend, my crush. But still he somehow manages to make me feel so small and intimidated in the blink of an eye. An image of his warm hands wandering under my dress flashes my mind and I shiver, both with the cold and a little with anticipation, wondering what had gotten into me. I literally shake of the thought and smile at him. “I'm just freezing. Let's warm up. Snowball fight?” His optics move rapidly over my face and he takes a confident pose, crossing his arms. “You know I'm gonna kick your butt, right?”, he gives back, one of his optics winking at me. In my defense, I pull out my tongue at him in return. “Challenge accepted, old man.” I hear the sounds of Cayde's boots crunching in the snow and he tentatively takes my hand in his. I look up into his bright blue optics and he doesn't hesitate to pull me closer toward the Cosmodrome. Holding his hand seems like the most natural thing in the world, but this time it feels electric. Exciting. My hand feels so small in his big gloved hand. So small, but lost and found. Another imagine of those big gloved hands exploring every inch of my body flashes my mind. His strong arms holding his weight above me follows and I quickly push it away. Somehow shocked by the raw animal lust that seems to take over my sanity and reason. We walk past the rusty cars and I don't even notice how I squeeze his hand until he squeezes back softly. Suddenly I nearly slip and fall when I step on a piece of ice and cling to his hand. Cayde quickly grabs my waist until I regain my balance and watches me with amusement, as I squeal and struggle for his grip on the slippery ice. Gratefully I mouth a “thanks”, trying my best to keep walking without further incidents, when he all of a sudden let's go of my hand and runs away from me. “I'm gonna own you!”, he calls, turning to a car and grabbing a fistful of snow from the covered surface. I narrow my eyes and pull my tongue at him, quickly running away in the different direction where the snow was thicker and more cars afforded me cover and good places to hide. Failing to concentrate on my strategy to actually own him, I can't help but laugh at the tension between us. It's just the two of us. Cayde and me. All alone at the Cosmodrome. A snowball whizzed by my head, luckily missing me. It's followed by a shout of triumph from Cayde. Seems like he didn't mean to treat me like a queen anymore, so fine with me! I start to run into another direction, bend down to collect snow, trying to make it as difficult as possible for him to hit me. While running I scoop up some snow and throw it in his direction. Hit or miss. I laugh out loud, ducking for cover behind a car as he throws another quick snowball at me. His aim was terribly good, after all he was a hunter, but it harmlessly lands in the snow beside me. I take the chance and bend again, scoop up a handful of snow and shape it into a tight ball, before taking careful aim and throwing it full force at his chest. He's a distance away from me, but my snowball hits his body, exploding in a puff of snowflakes and leaving a white mark on his armor. Cayde narrows his optics at me and throws another snowball back. I quickly hide behind a tree, somehow avoiding most of it, but screaming with delight at our little war here. I'm already out of breath, not only from the cold, but also from running and screaming my lungs out. Chucking another snowball at him, Cayde is starting to run full tilt at me with a new snowball in his hand, shrugging off my pathetic attempt like it's nothing. Squealing I run away from him as quickly as my feet carry me over the snow, but his snowball hits me at the back of my neck though, making me shiver and squeal even more. I feel a frisson of excitement as I run, like I'm being pursued and I'm his prey. I duck behind a car to recover, bending over, hands on my knees to catch my breath for a second. I'm breathing really heavily by now and have snow halfway up my dress, feeling the melting cold dripping down my back. The sound of Cayde's boots crunching in the snow brings me back to reality and I, slightly recovered, pick up a handful of snow and warily glance around the car. Suddenly something hits my face hard and cold. My vision is getting blurry into a white stain. “Ouch! Cayde, you hit me!” “I hit you in a friendly way!” “In the face?” I wipe away the snow out of my eyes to try and see how close he was to me, when he straight ahead tackles me deep into the soft, powdery snow, safely catching our bodies. Cayde piles his full weight on me and a startled woah escapes his mouth. He's lying on top of me, his kneepads are pressed between my legs and his horn is gently poking my forehead. I expect him to get off me any second, but to my surprise, he doesn't move at all. His bright blue optics are looking deeply into my eyes, as his rapid breath is misting in the cold December air. Suddenly, I don't see the carefree manchild I used to hang out with before. This Cayde was a grown and strong man who had pinned me down in the snow. I was already out of breath but the nearness of him took the rest of it away. “You won, Cayde. Get off me.”, I surrender so half-heartedly that it makes him chuckle. “No. I'm not done with you yet, babe.”, he whispers and carefully leans down, gently covering my mouth with his own. His metallic lip-plates are as cold as ice, but as our heartbeats speed up, our lips start to thaw slightly. We deepen the kiss and my tongue explores the insides of his mouth, all hot and hard. Sadly my tongue can't find another tongue in his mouth to dance with, but it gladly continues exploring. I moan as we kiss, clasping his neck and pushing myself closer to him, so desperate to be nearer to his skin. My entire body is pulsing with my heartbeat and I can feel him pressing into me, arousing me even more. I moan his name and let him know that I want him as well. Cayde shifts up onto his elbows, letting some of the stored warm air between us escape into the cold air. There's an electric sensation as his gloved hand brushes the inside of my thighs. I can't help but gasp and arch my back when his hand wanders up to my panties. There's a steely glint in his optics as he smiles down to me and it once again never fails to amaze me how expressive exos could look. This was a different side of Cayde-6 that I've never seen before and it excites me... I need more of him. I want more of him. A sudden coldness strucks my thighs, when his gloved hands pull up my skirt over my hips very slightly. His optics seem to scan every inch of my exposed skin and save it as jpeg, before he unzips his pants. The sound of his zipper, a sound I've heard many times before in my life, startles me again and I push myself up onto my elbows. He quickly kisses me and his optics glow somehow earnestly at me. “Trust me. I got you.”, he whispers softly and continues to kiss me as he pushes me slowly back down into the snow. His hand slips back between our bodies again. I feel my panties being pushed aside and replaced with something hard and warm as he thrusts down into me with no forewarning. A jolt of electricity flows through me as I realize that Cayde actually intends to take me, right here, right now, at the Cosmodrome. “Cayde... fuck!”, I blurt out amazed and overwhelmed at the same time, arching my back and digging my nails into his shoulders. I can feel him sinking deeper into me with a grunt. “Yeah, fuck. That's exactly what we're going to do right now...Fuck.”, he groans back, burying his cold faceplate in the bend of my neck. I shiver at the sensation, as he thrusts up in me for the second time. My muscles stretch around him and I can feel every inch of his smooth and warm hardness as he moves inside of me. The snow allows no sound of anything else but my gasps, his moans and the rustle of my dress and his armor rubbing together. I move against him and clench my thighs around his waist, allowing him to sink deeper. It was a little tricky with the tiny gap in clothing that we allowed, but I can hear his breath accelerate as I pull him further into me. We start to move in a faster rhythm, every push in a soft grunt from him and every pull out a small moan from me. Cayde fits me so well, so perfectly, it's like our two bodies seem to melt together into one. I can feel every hair on my body stiffening and standing up as he moves in and out of me, causing an electric sensation over my entire body as his worn and dirty armor rubs against my new dress and lacey panties. Cayde's grunting by now, moving his hot lip-plates over mine and breathing into my mouth. His optics are shut and his body is visibly jerking and shaking a little, like he was trying to hold himself back. I grab his hoodie and pull him close to my face. “You feel so good, Cayde... Don't hold yourself back anymore. Let go.”, I whisper in his ear, before pressing a kiss on his horn. Cayde obeys and increases his speed and the strength of his thrusts. My muscles start to tremble, a light vibration from within that I've never felt with a man inside me before. Not that I had much experience, especially not with exos, but it didn't happen to me often that I ended up with my crush in the middle of nowhere in the snow where he fucked my brains out. After all it was someone special. It was Cayde. My Cayde. Not quite sure what's happening to me, but aware that pleasure and release must lie at the other end of it, I start to twist and struggle beneath his body pinning me down. “Caydie... I... just keep moving. Don't stop.”, I encourage the handsome robot, even though my brain can’t form a proper sentence anymore. Only a series of moans escape my mouth and I use my fingers to dig deeper into his shoulder and arms. My sharp nails leave half moons in the dark leather of his armor and Cayde speeds up, frenziedly like an animal. A surge of heat and inevitable slowness overcomes me and I lose my breath, as pure pleasure hits me like a wave and all of my muscles clench around Cayde. I can't tell if I make any sort of noise at all, or if I was hearable across the whole Cosmodrome. All I can concentrate on is Cayde inside and on top of me. Filling and surrounding me. My orgasm probably pushes him over the edge as well, because he suddenly comes too. His metallic features contorts and he growls loudly, as his body is getting stiff. He doesn’t give up yet and keeps thrusting into me a couple more times, before he empties himself inside me and collapses on top of me, still careful that his horn doesn't hit my face or head. Our heavy panting unites. “I hate to say this but... this Dawning is not so bad....”, he confesses with a tired smirk forming his lip-plates. I want more of Cayde. Want to rip off his armor, stroke my hands up and down his constructed body, dig my nails into his shoulders, scratch over the surface of his back and leave silver lines in the metallic blue paintwork, but mostly... I wanted to do that to him inside at home.

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Cayde-6 x Reader: The Trigger Ch. 3

Word count: 1904 Pairing: Cayde-6 (Destiny) x Female Reader Contains: Rating eventually up to mature/explicit. Cayde being Cayde, hunting, trips into the EDZ, bickering

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Confidence usually grew with experience and experience was more valuable than Glimmer outside the walls of the Last City. The inhabitants of the wilds only traded in lives.

The bow string tensed in a swift, fluid motion with no time for thoughts to surface. Sharp gaze found its target quickly and stayed on it. There was almost nothing that could stop the predator about to pounce on its prey. And success always felt good.

Success, when your life literally depended on it, felt even better. The sweet rush of adrenaline, all instincts strained to their maximum capability. The focus. Your quickened but steady heartbeats were the foundation of the effort. Your body was the actor.

For the time of an exhale, the forest around you was still and silent. Only the sharpest ears could’ve been able to hear the air splitting. The mild pumping of adrenaline pounded in your ears with each beat as you waited.

Cayde’s admiring inhale of surprise was the first sign that your arrow had hit its mark. Not surprising, but satisfying nonetheless. The deer was taking its last breath as Cayde hurried to release it from its suffering.

“Nice shot!” he complimented and you saw how he eyed the bow in your hands with a glint in his optics. The background noise returned with a snap.

“Thanks,” you said quietly and looked over at the animal. It was a female of average size, probably a bit on the older side. Its movements had been slower than of the one from before. An easy kill, but it was probably for the best. Some other predator would’ve soon snuffed its life out.

As usual, you clicked on the communication device in your ear and waited for someone to answer. After the Guardian had made rounds around the EDZ, the connections had gotten a lot better. Begrudgingly you had to admit things would’ve been a lot worse without her. It was hard not to be thankful, especially since everyone around you, Suraya included, seemed to worship her.

“Come in,” a familiar voice from the survey unit replied. He wasn’t a Guardian, but he had worked at the Tower before the invasion attack. That didn’t make you like him more.

“Ready for transmatting,” you said as you eyed the deer. It was a good catch. You had been lucky.

“Copy that. Just a moment…”

You waited for a few seconds, trying to ignore the look on Cayde’s face. His gaze was glued to the bow in your hand and his head was tilted in a thoughtful gesture.

“Ready to receive whenever.” A hint of an amused chuckle got through the coms. “You were quick today.”

You didn’t reply but drew in a sigh.

Cayde’s Ghost circled around the animal and projected a transmat beam over it.

“Transmatting now,” Sundance said.

The comm device buzzed and clicked once in your ear before the clearance order got through. It was another thing that was hard to admit but having a Ghost along in the wilds did have its benefits. Unfortunately, it was always a package deal with a Guardian.

You let your posture relax and turned to Cayde.

He jumped to his feet from the ground and cheered. “We’re a good team! High-five! No? Okay. No high-five.”

You left him hanging and continued walking. A small pool of blood was all that was left of the deer and you felt relieved in a sense. It wouldn’t matter if you didn’t find anything else to hunt that day. Your daily quota had been hit for several upcoming days.

“Alright, that’s it then?” Cayde asked in a hopeful tone and swept dirt off his backside.

You bit your lip and let your eyes wander around the forest. The sun was still high, and the sky was clear. It would be a shame to waste such a clear day but staying in the wilds with Cayde wasn’t tempting either. Going back early for a proper rest wouldn’t be so bad once in a while. The Farm had nothing to worry about food-wise so there was no sense in trying to find more prey than what was currently needed.

“I guess,” you said when you couldn’t think of anything better to imply the hunt was concluded for the time being.

“Sooo, we go back now?” Cayde inquired.

You shrugged while walking. “You can stay here if you want.”

He hurried after you. “I know I said it already, but I’ll say it again: Great team. Us.”

“I don’t really do team,” you replied dubiously. It almost felt bad to shoot Cayde’s enthusiasm down like that, but you weren’t up for a bonding session with a Guardian.

“Okay, let’s just stay in the basics, then. I’ve got your back and you’ve got mine. That sort of thing.” He wasn’t ready to give up and as annoying as it was, it was slightly moving.

“I won’t hesitate to leave you to the wolves.”

“Ouch!”

Almost a full minute of walking in silence ensued with Cayde grinning behind your back.

“Can I say something else?” he asked, definitely not about to wait for your permission, “It’s been kinda rough for these past few days, but you’re making it hella lot easier for a lot of people.”

You cast a sideways glance at his sincere tone.

“Right. Where’s this coming from?” you asked.

Cayde shook his head, amused. “Can’t take a compliment, can you?”

“Not really.”

“Anyways, this was great. I’m looking forward to the next trip already. Now how far is the Farm? I’m craving a sandwich…” Cayde babbled, his voice trailing off in your ears as you focused on finding the right path.

Having someone cheer for you had left an unknown sense of warmth. You didn’t know how to deal with something like that. You quickly settled into the familiarity of ignoring most of what Cayde was saying, but his presence no longer felt like having a pebble in your shoe. It was almost comforting to hear someone talking as you trekked through the woods. And he didn’t expect you to reply anything besides the occasional mumble.

It was weird. As if he was constantly trying to cheer you up.

After walking for over an uneventful hour, Cayde began to pester you about taking a break.

“Oh man, my legs are killing me!”

He slumped onto the trunk of a fallen tree. You gingerly followed him, leaving a wide gap between you two.

“I don’t know how you do this every day,” he continued, blue optics fixated into you.

The forest around you was still and silent. Apart from the occasional chirping and faint rustling, the gentle wind blowing between the trees was the only sound. The midday wasn’t popular time for animals to be moving around.

You stretched your legs, reaching your fingertips towards your toes. “You’re just out of shape, Mister Vanguard.”

“Oi! That’s unnecessary and rude. Aaand probably true,” Cayde admitted with a chuckle that you joined into without realizing it.

It was good to stop to just breathe the fresh air once in a while. It was rejuvenating. You reached your arms up towards the sky and breathed in deeply.

Cayde cleared his throat.

“There’s something I wanted to ask.”

You turned to look at the Exo, brows lightly scrunched in suspicion. “Then ask.”

“What if…” Cayde began in a sly tone and it already drew a slight sigh out of you.

“Yeees?”

“Let’s say I wanted to, uhh, pull my weight here. What should I do?” He stared at you, completely, uncharacteristically serious.

“Stay out of my way,” you wanted to say but bit your tongue. If the Guardian really wanted to make himself useful, you shouldn’t shoot him down. Or Suraya would shoot you down as soon as she would hear about it.

Cayde looked at you intently, waiting for a reply.

“You need a bow,” you finally said.

“YES!”

“Talk to Hawthorne about it. Tell her I said so.”

“I will. Thanks.” He pointed finger guns at you and you rolled your eyes, hard. “Y’know how I said I’ve missed going out? They can never make me go back in.”

“Who’s ‘they’?” you asked, though the answer obviously included the Vanguard Commander.

Cayde shrugged. “Zavala and Ikora, I guess? Okay it hasn’t been that bad, but still…” Cayde looked up to the sun peeking behind the treetops.

Your gaze lingered on the happy expression on his face. Maybe he wasn’t so bad after all.

“Hey, are you hungry? I think I still have a snack bar in here somewhere…” Cayde shoved his hands into his pockets and pulled out something wrapped in bright green. “Wanna share?”

You cast a dubious look at him. “Is that what you eat in the City these days? ‘Cause I’d rather starve.”

“What? Oh no, we do have real food. Like… ramen!” Cayde suddenly looked dreamily at the sky, the snack bar still hanging in his hand. “Man, I miss ramen.”

“So I’ve heard. Like a nine thousand times during these past few days,” you quipped.

Cayde turned to look at you and snapped the bar in half. He offered the food to you. “Well, if things turn out as well as they should, I’ll treat you a bowl when this is over.”

You were taken aback by his sudden offer and the wistful tone. Maybe he really did consider you a some sort of friend? You accepted the bar. It tasted like paper, so no surprise there.

“You think it’ll go down in your favor? Things are looking pretty bad for you guys…” you asked quietly as you munched the snack bar.

“Of course! You’ve got nothing to worry about,” Cayde said instantly, “Zavala is on it. Ikora too… And we have the Guardian. We could really have a shot at turning this around. Don’t you think?”

You cast your eyes to the forest floor and pursed your mouth into a thin line. You shouldn’t have asked. The snack bar was crumbling in your grip.

Cayde squinted at you. “What?”

Your eyes snapped up to look at him, realizing your reaction had been utterly suspicious. “Huh?”

“What’s with the long face?” he asked.

“Nothing.”

“You don’t like Guardians but–”

“That’s not it!” you yelped. “I do want you to get the City back.”

“More room for you in the forest, eh?” Cayde tossed the leftovers of the bar into his mouth. He didn’t sound too convinced. “I don’t know who rubbed you in the wrong way, but not all Guardians are that bad. Look at me, for example! I’m great!” He pointed at himself with a thumb.

“’Not all Guardians…’” you muttered under your breath. Cayde was right, of course, but you really didn’t want to continue talking about it.

“I’m curious, y’know,” he said in a vain attempt at making you talk, but it only made anxiety rise bile into your throat.

“I bet you are.” You hopped off the log and shook your legs a bit. “Let’s go.”

“What? Already? It’s been like three minutes since we sat down!” Cayde whined but jumped down too. He didn’t really have a choice. Or he did, but that one was to anger Zavala by getting separated from you and getting lost in the wilds of the EDZ. And Cayde was rather fond of the last life the Light had left him.

“Okay, wait up! I’m coming!”

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Destcember 1

Cayde-6 x Reader, female.

Cayde and you, in the ruins at the start of the red war.

You are magnificent. I'm telling you, you burned with the light of a million supers; absolutely blinding. I don't mean the big, brute kind of slam a Titan pulls, or the scary destruction of a Nova bomb, or even the deadly glow of a golden gun. I'm talking pure, white light. You shone brighter than the Traveler with that stunt. Usually, I'm not one to be outshone if I'm being honest, but between you and me? You won. Just don't tell too many people, I'd be out of work.

Sshhh, I'm here beautiful. Just rest for a sec, 'kay? Moves like that are exhausting, and you don't even have a ghost. Not that a ghost... Lights acting funny with all these big space rhinos around, my ghost is basically a paperweight right now. A mouthy one. You... You saved me, you know. The building that went over back there? I was on it, the roof. Well, a big hole near the top anyway. *Kpreeeeeewwww* down it goes, and I'm riding it like a sparrow as smooth as can be...

Hm? You saw that? Ok, maybe it wasn't so sparrow-smooth. Like a spin cycle on a clothes washer? It wasn't that bad! Well, maybe it was. Point is, when I hit the street I could hardly see which way was up. It felt like a warsat had just landed on me. I see you smiling there, for the record that only happened once. I think. Where was I...

Yeah the street. There was that Psyon, just standing over me, bringing his rifle up. I felt the barrel on me, the weight of it as he lined up his shot. You've seen the streets, the fighting. You know us Guardians aren't getting back up, not like the stories. You hit that thing so hard I felt it, swept it clean off it's feet. Looked like a hammer in your hands, that bit of rebar and concrete. And when he got back up, I was scrambling for my Ace, but you already had it, didn't you? You ever fire a gun before?

Sorry, hard to hear you over the rest of this noise. First time. Well, you dear are an absolute natural. I mean, that guy started to draw on you, and you pulled Ace up like a magic trick. Just... Pop, there it is, and you pulled the trigger on him as cool and calm as I've ever seen. That round, swear on my Ghost here, went right in the eye hole of it's helmet. You know how long it took me to learn to do that myself? Blew him away and me too, really. I tried to hit the second one with my throwing knife. But I was still rattled, and I missed. Like a gunslinger, you turned your Ace on him too.

I'm sorry. I had been having a little shoot out on the roof before and... I hadn't reloaded yet. The hammer fell on an empty. That Psyon sent a shockwave at us and you... You know what I saw? Yeah it's getting dark out. Hold my hand, I've got my cloak over you. That's better. Hm? Oh right, what I saw. You saw this little monster doing something, and you looked back at me. You tossed me Ace, and spread your arms. You crazy, beautiful woman, you caught that shockwave. You caught it, and even though you don't have armor, you don't have a ghost, for a moment you were flying. My brilliant, glowing Angel, you guard the Guardians. I reloaded and here we are, cuddled up in the rubble while you get to feeling better.

Thank me? No, no, thank you. I'm sure we'll get someone by here soon and with a few bandages you'll... Please. You can make it, it's... I love you too. Just hold my hand. Cayde, that's me, what's your name. I need to know who to give the medal to. Hey. Hey... Please don't... Don't be gone. You, you were so selfless. I... I'll come back for you. I'm so sorry I couldn't save you. If I could've teleported us away... Nessus.

The Ace of spades sang long into the darkness, that red night. Each shot found an eye, a throat, a crack in a wall of armor. She was guarding him still, guiding every single shot. He never got her name, but he never forgot her face.

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Destiny Fic Master Post

My writing and my faves by others. I’ve reorganised this by character because while I came here to write fluffsmuts about Commander Bae this turned into a whole lot more. Written by me unless stated otherwise. Complete unless stated otherwise. Probably M/F unless marked. NSFW is marked. 

Commander Zavala

After the Fall 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

Fireborn Girl, featuring @warpriests OC Yana 1 | 2 

Apprehension (domestic kink one-shot, NSFW)

The Zavala x Reader Collection (gender neutral unless NSFW)

The Red Legion Attack

The Tattoo Parlour

Crimson Days

The Dance Teacher (NSFW)

Strange Birds

Before the Fall A03 | fanfiction net (in progress)

Memories by @littleshebear 1 | 2 | 3 (in progress)

Crochet Class (ff.net writer, one shot)

Zavala x Guardian gender neutral fluff by @hardcore-henry (one shot)

Little Bird by @littleshebear 1 | 2 (in progress)

Shaxx x Zavala by @hardcore-henry (see their blog for lots more too)

The Aftermath by @bornandbredinsane (in progress)

Sad smol Zavala poem

Final Homecoming

Lord Shaxx

Striking Twice 1 | 2 (Shaxx by female Guardian feat. @illiksis​‘ Titan OC, in progress, NSFW) 

Theseus and the Minotaur (Shaxx x Saladin one shot)

Shaxx x Zavala kiss meme

Lord Saladin and the Iron Lords

A Killing Thing by @littleshebear (Saladin x Jolder, in progress)

Second Fiddle by @littleshebear (Saladin x Jolder, Saladin x Shaxx, one shot)

Iron Discipline by @littleshebear (Saladin x Jolder, very NSFW! Very sexy! one shot)

Morning At Felwinter Peak

Ghost

Well, this is Awkward (a Ghost chat)

The Very Sarcastic Ghost

Eliksni/Fallen

Mithrax the Forsaken Has No House (very NSFW, Fallen x female Guardian smut)

Shorts that continue the Mercy/Mithrax story 1 | 2 | 3 

Silence by @hardcore-henry 1 | 2 (Hunter x Fallen Captain)

Tellurian by @hardcore-henry (Archon Priest x Gender Neutral Guardian, in progress)

The Hive

The Wyrm Turns (Crota x gender neutral reader)

(Mostly) Hive fics by @slumberblues (Guardians with Hive enemy, in progress)

The Long Way Home by @gajeelsfineass (Guardians with Hive enemy, in progress)

Shiro-4

Shiro-4 x female Guardian kiss meme

Hawthorne

Pre-Destiny 2 spec fic drabble

Ikora

The Averted Eye

Cayde-6

The Break of Dawn by @shaken-veil (Cayde x female Guardian)

Osiris

The Raven and the Hawk 1 | 2 (Osiris x female Guardian, NSFW, complete)

Fan Lore for The Raven and the Hawk

The Follower (Osiris x gender neutral reader, NSFW)

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Light of Tomorrow: Destiny x DC Post-Crisis/New Earth Universe - Y/N-Verse

by PrimeofPrimes115 (Supergirl x Male Reader) When a Guardian and his Ghost, find themselves on another world, where the Light and Dark have began to spill into this new discovered dimension... They had no idea of the adventures that awaited in store for them, where they'd meet new allies, new enemies and someone, a blonde haired "Super" girl that would catch his heart. Will they find a way home? How will the Vanguard operate in his absence? The new Hunter and his Ghost roam amongst this New Earth that they would soon call... A second home to defend... "Eyes up Guardian!" Words: 96219, Chapters: 23/?, Language: English Series: Part 1 of Y/N-Verse Fandoms: Destiny - Fandom, New Earth - Fandom, DC Comics Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M Characters: Kara Zor-El, Male Guardian (Destiny), Kal-el, Bruce Wayne, Zavala (Destiny), Ikora Rey, Cayde-6 (Destiny), Teen Titans (DCU), Justice League (DCU), Outsiders (DCU), Vanguard (Destiny) Relationships: Kara Zor-El & Reader, Female & Reader Additional Tags: Relationship(s), Action/Adventure, Science Fiction, DC universe - Freeform, Post-Crisis (DCU), New Earth, Hunter Guardian (Destiny), supergirl - Freeform, Loose Canon via https://ift.tt/fmg1xuN

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