#lord shaxx x reader

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Hello, can I get Shaxx, Cayde, Drifter, and maybe Crow with a reader who is really shy, and timid but if there tired or angry they just couldn't care less, they'll just pop people's heads off practically.

HELLOOOO! Hi, sorry I didn't react sooner but I saw your request and kinda forgot about writing it! I'm so sorry!

So here it is!! Well, I tried to be as close to the characters as possible without them being OOC. I hope you like it!

(I know they're a little short, I tried my best)

Lord Shaxx

- he'd be...surprised, honestly. Shaxx is the kind of man who encourages your might in the Crucible but he came to terms with your shy and timid nature.

- he finds it cute if we're being honest here, it just goes to show how well your characters go together.

‐ Shaxx is loud and not at all embarrassed by his words while you're a little off to the side and rather not interact with many people you don't know that well.

- So to see you in the Arena, feeling a little off with that tinge of tiredness, not wanting to actually do much except get the match over with, worried him a little.

- Well, that was until you got angry at some hunter taunting you across the map. He's been an irritating thorn in your side this whole time with his arrogant cockiness and that stupid shit eating grin you swore you saw through his helmet.

- Now, Shaxx being the man he is and encouraging your might in his matches, practically thrives off your newfound determination to bring the enemy team down.

‐ He gushes about it aswell, flexing that his S/O was crushing the enemy team and brought the win for their own.

- but he comforts you afterwards, truly. He'll be all over you with affection that same night and tell you how well you did and coo in your ear about your achievements and your victory over that damn hunter.

Cayde-6

- oh jeez...well, okay, Cayde isn't that bad but he'd also be a big encourager on his part.

- he loves the fact he can coddle you and tease you for your shyness and timid nature, finding it incredibly endearing when you blush and try to hide from him.

- he's your voice in moments it really counts in, speaking for you when something bothers you or whatnot.

- but when he (surprisingly enough) managed to get out of the tower and "aid" you on patrol on Mars, he really didn't expect you to start popping Cabal heads with little to no care!

- all because they scratched your armour too! You've been feeling tired already, not wanting to go on patrol in the first place but being tasked by Commander Zavala himself to simply take a look around the perimeter.

- now your new armour has been scratched, you were already tired and these Cabal weren't letting up either!

- Cayde just simply stood off to the side and gawked at you like you were a completely different person!

- his sweet and cute S/O, as shy and timid as they are most of the time, is casually killing Cabal with headshots left and right like they were nothing!

- (he was a little turned on, let's be fair)

- to say everybody in the Tower knew of your little outburst would be an understatement, that loveable Exo of yours could not keep his damn mouth shut.

Drifter

- he might be the damn reason you're so nagged in the first place, honestly.

- so we all know Drifter and how he is, always that bravado he puts on for a rogue lightbearer. He's got an image to uphold.

- so this man would also be an absolute tease, cracking jokes and cooing right in your ear on a private comms channel just to see you get flustered and all.

- but he knows when to stop aswell, don't get me wrong.

- that instance would be when you both were on a mission on Europa. He had perched himself onto a vantage point where he could observe and cover your back if needed.

- you two were just casually chatting around, talking about the most mundane things while you were walking the perimeter.

‐ until...you suddenly got ambushed. You were already tired and these Fallen constantly crawling out of their hiding spots and caves and whatnot just irritated you further. It was supposed to be a simple Intel mission.

- so Drifter, being the good boyfriend he is, covered your back and shot Eliksni after Eliksni while making sure you weren't too overwhelmed.

- yet he did feel baffled when you just popped their head like nothing, like they were flies.

- for him it felt like you and that person sporting your armour were two different people.

- don't get him wrong, he liked you this way. Unbothered and uncaring but it was a stark contrast to your usually sweet personality.

- he did tease you after everything had calmed down and you two managed to meet up but he did make sure to at least try and get you to calm down.

Crow

- oh my god– are you trying to give this man a heart attack?

- not only was he worried because you were already feeling tired, which made you so easily agitated, but you also had to go on a patrol WITHOUT him nearby.

- he knows of your act of....not being bothered with anything at all but he was still worried, he knows you can take care of yourself

- Crow loves your shy behaviour, it complimented his own well. Your timidness making his heart soften.

- he was...shocked? To say the least the first time he caught you in that state of "You breathe at all? Bullet to the head." and it did worry him a little.

- (even a little turned on, dare I say? He's a sucker okay for badass partners imo)

- he tries his best to calm you down if you reach that state of anger or try and convince Zavala to send someone else when you're feeling tired but got handed another mission.

- Crow just wants to care for you</3

(Hope you enjoyed reading it and send in requests if you want something specific! Have a great day/night!)

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Shaxx s/0 " let me stay please " prompt

Years later it's here. An answer to your request. I had already wrote something but it didn't safe due to an error and...yeah. Here it is. It's not one of my most prized works but I'm getting back into writing so I hope you still enjoy it.

"let me stay" Prompt

It had been a chilly day when you and Shaxx had taken a little walk in the tower. You had proposed a break to him from the whole crucible vendoring and just wanted to have some time with him. Though your little chat was suddenly interrupted when out of nowhere you heared ships entering the atmosphere. After a second with no sound anywhere you two saw the giant ship come closer towards the city and the round form of the traveler. A Cabal ship you never had seen anywhere. Shaxx hand rested atop your shoulder when he slowly pulled you towards him, hand resting on the gun on his hip. Your hands reached into position yourself when you Ghost transmitted your gun to you. Both of you faced the ship as it got closer and mere second later the first shot was fired. Somewhere in the distance explosions erupted and two felt the earth shaking under your feet. "Go into the city and help as many civilians as you can", his deep voice rang out to you but you only shook your head. You knew Shaxx wanted to get you out of harms way, keeping you safe and protected as the city itself now appeared not as dangerously as the tower which was now attacked almost every second.

"I'm staying. You know I can help here too, there are already hundreds of Guardians down there.", was the only thing you could say now before the first Cabal drop pods crashed in the tower, two almost right beside you. "Let me stay", you could hear Shaxx grumble under his helmet but you were right. You were capable and the tower was almost empty. In the end he was thankful you had stayed, if it wasn't for you he didn't belief he could have kept all the civilians safe that looked for help and were trapped in the tower.

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GIGGLING, SCREAMING, KICKING MY FEET!!

When he said “It’s alright. You won’t fall, dearest.” I DIED😭❤️

Facing Fears

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He’s never understood why Guardians do that: launch themselves from the rails of the Tower.

They seem to enjoy it. The thrill of the descent, the rush of air around them. 

But when she does it, periodically, systematically - it doesn’t seem to be out of a pursuit of thrill.

She evades the gazes of the Hunters further down, preparing to hurl themselves down. They’re hyping one another up, laughing.

But the Guardian? She’s staring down absently. No helmet conceals her ordinarily calm features. There’s fear–

She hurls herself down, Shaxx takes a step in that direction as her Ghost transmats where she had been.

She’s back up on the ledge the instant her Ghost rezzes her. She peers down at the City below and he can see the apprehension, the regret and dread creeping along her form. 

He takes three strides toward her, his hand clasping firmly around her wrist before she can step off again and he drags her back.

Her eyes snap down to his visor. Her form rigid against his as she grips his shoulder with her other hand to steady herself.

They stay there, locked in that moment before Shaxx finds his voice.

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Shaxx brainrot is strong rn reblog w your fav art/fics for me to feast my eyes upon

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anon requested: OKAY since there's never any of this, how about shaxx with a man who's TALLER than him?? So s/o is a damn giant (pretty sure shaxx is at least 6’4 so!)

a/n: this mf tall wtf also i read somewhere he was 6'11💀

details: male reader suggested but this came out more gender neutral then intended

pretty surprised actually, its rare/uncommon for him to know someone taller than him and it's probably the first time he ever dated someone taller than him

he feels blessed for the fact he doesn't have to bend down for kisses or hugs anymore, it saves his back from pain

if you're strong enough, he wouldn't be against being picked up, will hold onto you like an over-grown koala

since your a good height for forehead kisses, he's big ass sucker for you pushing his hair out of his face and placing a kiss on his forehead

won't hesitate to not-so-gently, yank you down to his level for kisses or helm bumps

since your both tall you often intimidate the kinderguardians, who are very much scared to walk up to you two(the older guardians help them out)

don't tease him for beginning shorter, you will get thrown across the tower or over it or you'll kneecaps shall be stolen

since y'all so tall its wise to get a very big bed or on of you are gon' be falling off every night

is not at all against being the little spoon while cuddling or laying on your chest, he's not picky for different cuddling positions

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Happy to See Me?

For Anon who asked:  Mmight I request “Someone’s happy to see me.” for Lord Shaxx? With a amab nb reader? Who may or may not be an exo? ....

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Fandom: Destiny 2

Relationship: Lord Shaxx/ (Titan Exo Guardian) Reader

Warnings: R18+/NSFT, Reader is gender neutral and has a dick

Words: 800

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There’s a certain air about Lord Shaxx that others would say to be intimidating and others would say to be friendly. Shaxx was a person that guardians couldn’t agree on on one singular thing, but all knew very well that he was very friendly in a loud, loud manner.

This also meant when things made him happy, he’d blare it out of his throat like a megaphone. Everyone was used to his antics on the battlefield, praising, shouting, laughing, or getting excited even out of the battlefield when people signed up for the crucible.

Yet, as of recently, he’s taken to loudly talking about one person in particular.

His favorite exo, that is.

~Rest under the cut~

Ah, yes, when guardians brought up their own partners he’d go shouting in glorious triumph about his very own, stunning partner. All the while boasting about your recent trials and all the things you do. Loud enough for everyone in the Tower to hear the echo of your name and something along the lines of, “-And they took down the cabal with their very own hands! A glorious day to see them covered in the blood of their own enemies. Ah! Reminds me of-” And only to trail off into another story about you.

Needless to say, it was both flattering, and absolutely mortifying.

It’s not everyday you had a seven foot something titan with horns boasting about you.

An embarrassing habit that he had, that of course, led to the bedroom.

That’s where you are now, sitting on his lap on the edge of the bed, your own armor removed with most of his removed. You’d just made it home after two weeks away on a quest from Zavala to checkout IO for irregular activity.

You’re grinding against his thigh with soft sighs and grunts, your forehead rests to his broad shoulder, letting his gloved hands squeeze at your ass as his voice rumbles in his chest, thick with amusement. “Someone is happy to see me! Did you perhaps miss the praise?”

He knows it embarrasses you, but he just can’t help it when your cheeks flush and you give him a look from nearby at a merchant’s shop with your eyes widened and your mouth set straight. You look too cute like that.

Well, not as cute as you do now, nuzzling into his shoulder and breathing heavily through your voice box without necessity for air. Shaxx can feel you grind down into his thick, solid thigh, the feeling of your cock attachment sliding easily across his own armor almost a drugging feeling.

When you don’t reply, he groans and lifts you up by your hips and sets you on the bed. The huff you let out makes him grin behind his helmet, watching as your hips roll into nothing. Blue lights flicker across your forehead as if you’re trying to process what he wants, eyes finally opening to glance at his helmet and narrowing your eyes.

He wants an answer.

“Shaxx-” You start, groaning low in your throat as you hook a strong leg around his waist, trying to jerk him towards you. But, much like the infamous titan he is: He doesn’t fucking budge. “Goddamn it- yes! Yes! I missed your praise and your dumb face when y-you- ah-”

You’re cut off when he settles on his knees between your outstretched thighs. A warm, gloved hand wrapping around your cock attachment and beginning to stroke you earnestly now. You’re too wound up from grinding on his thigh, already leaking bright blue fluids as you scrabble for the bed.

Ever so cruel and knowing your weakness is his voice, he lets out a chuckle, “My dumb face? Ah, how kind your words always are, beloved...”

An expert twist of his wrist makes you claw at the sheets, hips twitching upwards to show you’re close. The light beeps in your head signalling your approach of climax and your head throwing backwards-

His hand clasps at the base of your attachment, hard enough to cut off orgasm and making your eyes fly open with a loud whine as Shaxx laughs at you. “Oh, did you wish to cum without permission? And after insulting me? My, my, little one, you really have been gone too long, haven’t you?”

You can HEAR him grinning, your optics trying to blink back to a regular color as your body near overheats. You huff, tossing your head to the side and trying to hump up into his hand to no avail.

Another chuckle and a firm stroke of your cock gets your attention again, especially as he purrs out, “Try begging this time.”

[starl1ght-child]

“Your hands Are so warm” with Shaxx maybe revealing his face... to reader... and it’s all cute and romantic 😘

This is so soooooft, just, shaxx melting in your palms because the first time he’s ever felt your touch on his cheeks is just so warm.

CW: there’s a bit of a praise kink in this one

Lord Shaxx x Reader - Touch

You were having a great day.  Eleven straight, flawless victories in the Crucible.  Shaxx was in awe with you, too.  He was practically screaming in your ears, showering you in compliments and praise; words that made your heart swell and your stomach simultaneously tie itself in knots.  Shaxx was good at giving praise where it was due, but with you?  Traveler, it was something else.  He seemed to make it his life’s work to keep you confident, yet humble.  Since the moment you two swore your devotion to one another, it was like he made it his life’s work to shower you with flattery and praise.

When you transmatted into the Tower, you were practically running towards Shaxx’s balcony.  Not to say that he pushed the other Guardians talking to him aside when he caught sight of you, but he certainly rushed to finish his business with them.  You waited for your turn to speak to him, but he was hurrying everyone along. Once they were gone, he slipped his arms around you and lifted you off your feet, swung you around, and laughed heartily.

“THAT WAS AMAZING!”  He shouted.  “I HAVEN’T SEEN ANYTHING LIKE THAT SINCE IKORA’S CRUCIBLE DAYS!”

You laughed gleefully as he set you down.  “Traveler, Shaxx,” you breathed.  “I’ve never felt so accomplished.”

His tone softened as his hands cupped your jaw and lifted your gaze to meet his helmet.  “You should be proud!  I have never been more impressed by you.  You have come so far, Guardian, you own the field, now.”

Your face flushed as you placed your hands over his.  “Please, you’re flattering me, Shaxx.  Today was just a very, very good day.”

“No,” his voice rumbled through his chest as he let out a small laugh.  “You are being humble, you are one of the best in the Crucible now.”

A small smile tugged at your lips, though you didn’t deny his words this time.  He leaned down and pressed the face of his helmet against your forehead.  “I have a surprise for you,” he whispered so low you almost didn’t catch his words.  “Come with me.”

Before you could say anything, he was already pulling you away from his balcony and down towards the lower, less populated areas of the Tower.  His hand was firmly placed on the small of your back as he guided you though the dimly lit corridors.  He stopped you in place next to a door, typed a code into the pin pad on the wall, and the door slid open.  Shaxx tilted his head towards the door, so you followed his direction and went inside.  Your eyes scanned the room, it was small, but functional:  a bed in the corner that was so neatly made you could bounce a coin off it; a small, but function kitchen directly to your right; numerous weapons and parts littered the workbench that spanned the entire left side of the room; photographs of Shaxx with numerous others were framed and mounted on the wall.  You blushed as you approached them and caught a photograph you had taken with him, and there was one of you, as well, looking over the balcony.

“This is your home,” you murmured softly.

“Yes,” Shaxx replied tenderly.

Your shoulders stiffened and you whirled around to see him placing his helmet on the edge of the workbench.  You froze in place as you laid eyes on his features.  His dark complexion was marred by scars, but looked as soft as velvet.  His eyes—Traveler, his irises were such a deep, dark brown that seemed to swallow his pupils, but they glimmered with wisdom and mystery.  A scar cut across his right eye, from his forehead to his cheekbone, another followed a similar path over his temple, and smaller scars decorated the rest of him.  A thin layer of dark stubble decorated his cheeks and jaw.

He noticed your silence and walked over to you with a smile.  His lips were full and made wrinkles appear at the corners of his eyes and lips, but maker, the sight of his smile almost made your knees give out from underneath you.  He closed the distance between the two of you in three strides, the closer he got the harder your heart pounded in your chest.  “Hello, my love,” he whispered.  “I thought… it was time for you to see who I am.”

You were speechless.  You were nearly in tears and you were overjoyed, knowing that you were likely the only one who has seen his face.  Slowly, you reached up and cupped his face.  Slowly his eyes closed and he leaned into your touch, his hands covered yours as he pressed his face into your palms.

You had never heard him speak so softly as his head turned and he pressed his lips against your palm.  “Your hands are so warm…”

You smiled as you combed your fingers through the stubble on his face, and for a moment, you thought you heard him sigh contentedly.  He seemed to be melting into your hands like puddy.  You pressed your forehead against his.  

“Shaxx,” you started, but his hand slipped off of yours and his thumb pressed against your lips to silence you.

“Stop.  Just let me stay with you for a while.”

“Am I the only one?”  You continued.  His eyes opened, he looked at you curiously, and pulled back slowly.  “Am I the only one who’s seen your face?”

His fingers combed through your hair until his hand settled on the back of your neck.  Slowly, he nodded.  “The only one alive.”

A smile crept to your lips and you held his face in your hands as you stood up on your toes and kissed him.  His hand on the back of your head pressed you tighter against his lips; his arm wrapped around your waist.

“I hope that’s not an omen for me,” you giggled softly.

A low chuckle rumbled through his chest.  “After that display today?  Never.  You could take entire armies and emerge from the dust victorious.”

Warmth flushed your cheeks and your smile turned sheepish.  “Maybe.”

Shaxx laughed, full and hearty, and lifted you into his arms.  “If I have to spend the rest of my lifetime telling you so, I will.  You are stronger than you give yourself credit.  And you are the only one worthy of seeing me.”

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[what-did-you-just-say]

Hell yeah! Could I request some Shaxx x gn guardian with shaxx getting serenaded when guardian thinks he’s asleep 🥹

Sure can! I tried to make it somewhat accurate but sorry if it isn't completely...still working on it.

But here's your request! Although it's a bit short...sorry! Annnnd I hope this somehow pleased you..if not then I apologize! I'm still working on my writing skills!

GN! Guardian Reader x Lord Shaxx

With tired and sluggish steps did you make your way to the comfort of your home. As soon as you came through the door and closed it behind you did your body relax, your shoulders dropped a bit and a sigh left your lips although a bit exaggerated. "Is Shaxx here yet..?" You questioned yourself silently as you walked around the small apartment and took off each piece of your heavy armour. Although you couldn't find him at first you still went into the bedroom and grabbed some spare clothes only to find the gigantic Titan comfortably laying on your shared bed once you had turned around. He looked so content and at such ease you couldn't resist but to tip-toe to his side of the bed and lean down to kiss his forehead, caressing his cheek and murmuring all sorts of praises to his sleeping form...or so you thought, Shaxx was very well awake as soon as you came through the door. Being a Guardian and a former War Lord sure made him a light sleeper sometimes, he heard you walk through the little space you two had decided to share about 3 years ago. Shaxx wanted to get up and greet you properly but going against his intent he decided to stay where he was with his eyes closed, listening to every step you took until you eventually ended up infront of him. As soon as he heard the praises you sang for him with the pampering you brought upon him a warm feeling ignited in his chest and he had to fight against his every urge to smile and pull you into his arms, returning the affection tenfold but he went against it yet again. Seeing as though you drowned his supposed sleeping form in enough attention for now you stood from where you were and went to the bathroom to take a shower. While you were taking yourself a much needed shower, Shaxx was about to implode and cracked a smile eventually, by the Traveler he was so lucky to have you. He was sure to reciprocate every affection you put upon him. When you got out of the bathroom in fresh clothing and a towel around your shoulders you looked back at your Titan, "Gods you are so pretty" you mused as you slowly but surely crept towards the bed and slowly climbed into it, making sure not to wake him although he was awake the whole time but not to your knowledge. You cuddled up to him and sighed again as you felt the familiar warmth and comfortable feeling as soon as his arms engulfed you, out of instinct he also pulled you closer and you couldnt help but to swoon over him even more. "You are such a beauty and so good to me aswell, I love you so much Shaxx" you had said with a dreamy voice as you continued to ramble about him, showering the former War Lord in compliments, praises and a few words of affirmation and gods was he living for it. It wasn't long until you lost your touch with reality and drifted off to the dreamworld while Shaxx himself was almost tearing up at your kind words, he pulled you impossibly closer and kissed the top of your head "I love you too, little one. I'll make sure to shower you in just as much affection as you did me.." he whispered as he rubbed soothing circles on your back and chuckled lightly at your appreciative hum.

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Shaxx plus confessing that he likes someone 🥺

Pairing: Shaxx x Gender Neutral Reader

A/N: Here is the BIG BOI. I did a little bit of uhhh...creative liberties again involving Shakespeare, but I didn’t mention his face so more to your imagination...Or you can tune into the plans I have for a big(ish) fic with him. ;)

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Crimson Bond

The time of the Crimson Bonds rolled around ever year. A special event of the year. A week to celebrate bonds of all kinds. Families of blood and the families you chose. You watched from the area where Lord Saladin usually gazed from, his Wolves missing in the elaborate set of scenery he always brought to the tower. Guardians of all kinds were paired together, celebrating the weeks events in a variety of ways. Most importantly, they were sharing the Crimson Bond in the Crucible. It could mean anything. A bond of any kind. But you looked on with jealous and longing eyes as couples paired together. You watched from the balcony as they showed some of the most daring pairs, dancing with death, together. Unstoppable. You sighed from the balcony again as another pair received the ribbons that Shaxx was handing out. The titan gave a chuckle and slapped two other Titans on the back as he handed them their red, pretty ribbons and sent them on their ways.

“To die together, Titans, is to die with honour!” He clapped them over the backs again and laughed as they smacked their fists against his breastplate, leaving with laughs as they posed with their ribbons for their Ghosts.

 Your own Ghost bobbed over your head with a sigh, “You won’t get anywhere with him if you stand here and look glum all day!” He bonked you on top of the head with a curve of his shell, “Eyes up, Guardian!” He teased as loud thumps sounded behind you on the metal stairs.

“Guardian!” Shaxx bellowed from the stairway, “Are you missing Lord Saladin that much that you must stand in his place?” He laughed as he approached, hulking form ducking under the ribbons strewn about the place.

“If you set this up, Ghost, we are going to have very serious words when we get home.” You hissed at your laughing Ghost as he disappeared in a flash of white light.

“Are you speaking to your Ghost?” Shaxx asked as he stood alongside you, looking over the balcony, down at his spot in the tower and beyond the wall, to the shattered pieces of the Traveller, “I hear he is one of the ‘stiff ones’ as Ana put it.” The Warlord places his hands on the railing, “Though that is a good thing! Your little light will keep you safer that way.”

“Shaxx. What did you need me for? You’re rambling again.” You teased mildly, refusing to meet his eyes as you looked at the swaths of red ribbons and silk hanging everywhere.

Shaxx tapped the railing, “I am worried. It is not like you to miss out on my crucible events.” He pushed himself upwards and crossed his arms over his chest, “I have not seen you on the sign up lists with anyone. I assumed you would have a line of people wishing to be your bond heading towards the hanger!” Shaxx tilted his head in curiosity.

 It stung. It really did.

 You shrugged your shoulders, “I didn’t want to sign up with someone I barely know. Its supposed to be a special bond, yet…” With a sigh you continued, “I don’t have anyone that special. The lone wolf. Hero of the Red War, avenger of Cayde, whatever else titles I have. I don’t have anyone I am close to. No one special. Just me and Ghost.” You gently reached for your Ghost, stroking a gloved finger over his shell as he span anticlockwise.

Shaxx remained silent for a moment, remembering a time when his own Ghost was his only company, “I know that feeling well.” He commented as you rubbed at your arms.

“That and who I would like to be partnered with…Well I think he has other things in mind. Other people and no time.” You smiled at Shaxx and turned, “I’ll see if I can participate later in the week, Shaxx.”

As you turned, your wrist was taken by the Titan, “You do not have to force yourself to participate for my sake, Guardian. I would rather you be happy doing something else.” He let your wrist go, turning his head back to the Traveller, “But, if you would like to show these loved up Kinderguardians how it is done, my door will be open!” He jeered before looking at your face.

 Shaxx was no fool. He looked into your eyes and saw the sadness. Suddenly he realised that he was not cheering you up in the slightest, and that ached more than anything else could. He’d had knives shoved between his ribs, yet looking at your sad eyes brought him a greater stinging pain within his chest.

“I have offended you.” Shaxx wondered how poets waxed such words when faced with the emotions in his chest, “I am sorry, Guardian. I did not mean to…uh…rub salt into the wounds.” He offered lamely before sighing and releasing your hand again, words swirling in his gut but never escaping.

“Don’t worry, Shaxx. I’ll be fine.” You smiled as you turned away from him, your Ghost bobbing over your shoulder, bobbing gently as it turned to eye the former Warlord, shaking its shell as Shaxx watched you leave. He grumbled and gave the barrier a thump before opening his palm, revealing the red ribbon clutched in his hand to himself again.

His Ghost whirred over his shoulder, “Way to go, Warlord. You know how to recite the tempest and build massive walls, but you can’t even tell someone you love them!”

“Quiet!” He rumbled, “I’ve never done this before!” Shaxx held the ribbon up, “Shakespeare made it look easier, little light.”

“You can’t confess from a book, Shaxx!”

 The week came to a close, and Shaxx was worried. He had not seen you since that day. The crucible was quiet without you. No explosions or team fights against one. Glorious grenade throws were lacking. He was bored. Commentating was still riveting, screaming at the top of his lungs as points racked up. He sighed by the great skull hung over his head and watched the sunset as he tried to think on what he could say.

“Lord Shaxx?” You asked quietly behind him, watching the skull overhead curiously as you approached.

Shaxx jumped in place, helmet turning quickly to face you, “Guardian, please, Shaxx is more than fine, you know this.” He turned to face you properly and placed his hands on his hips, “What can I help you with?”

Nerves swirled in your stomach, “I wanted to apologise…For not taking part in the event. You spent so much time working on it and I spent all of the week cooped up feeling sad…”

Shaxx held up his hand, “You have nothing to apologise for.” He took a deep breath and continued, listening to his Ghost cheer in his head, “I would not wish any companion in the world but you. Nor can imagination form a shape, besides yourself, to like of.”

“No don’t quote The Tempest you great Titan idiot!”

 You opened your mouth only for him to continue.

“I know that was not…” Shaxx sighed as his Ghost battered itself around in his head.

“That was beautiful.” You commented as you pulled his hand away from his helm, “I had no idea you… felt that way. And I definitely didn’t expect the confession through a Shakespeare quote.” You joked as the Titan took your hands tightly.

“Seeing you upset brought me nothing but sadness. I did not tell you for I feared you had someone else. You are a hero. I expected you to sign up first with another. I am sorry it took me so long to find the words.” Shaxx drew you closer, pressing his helmet to your forehead, “I’m not particularly good with words.”

With a smile you kissed the bottom of his helmet, “I’m sorry as well. I…didn’t know how to tell you. You’re a legend, and I thought that asking you with all the other admirers would be tacky.” You looked up at the white and orange helmet before laughing, “Maybe we can make it up to each other with a match?” You asked.

The titan roared with laughter, grabbing you under the arms, twirling you easily in a circle, “You will not last a minute, Guardian! I will crush you!” He roared as you clutched at one another.

“We’ll see about that, you big lug!”

[suqarshaxx]

a shaxx mini story cause i’m love h*rny

red text = shaxx talking :>

— exhaustion

“i understand zavala, and i’ll follow your orders but i seriously think we need to think of taking a stealthier approach. send me and two other highly skilled stealth guardians and we’ll get it done.” zavala looked at you like you were stupid. “i’m not sending only three guardians in with no true insight of the ship layout. i’ll bring up your idea with the vanguard but that could take more weeks. we have no idea what we’re up against and i want to know before i go sending three of my most skilled guardians into a blind zone.” *sigh* you’re too tired for this. “you have a point sir. i’ll let you get back to your work.” you left zavala’s office with your head up...until you heard the office doors close. “finally” you sigh, letting your head fall. see, life has gotten a lot more frustrating and exhausting. since cayde died you’ve been incredibly lonely. it was hard accepting he was really gone.

you picked up other activities to get away from it. crucible was the one to take up most of your time, and, it was a positive. you were becoming closer to shaxx and it had probably been the first week in awhile you hadn’t felt completely lonely. he was great at distracting you from what happened. as you were making your way up the stairs you stopped by banshee’s setup to talk for a bit. unluckily, a lot of guardians were also there so that meant no banshee time. but, its not the end of the world. you kept walking and gave master rahool a polite greeting as you past by. you start making your way towards shaxx when you see he was talking to another guardian. by the looks of shaxx’s body language, he seemed to be trying to explain something to the young one. you respect shaxx and his students so you just stood off to the side waiting.

he notices you and quickly dismisses the other guardian. you start walking over towards him while shaking your head and smiling. “shaxx you didn’t have to send that guardian off i was fine wai-“ shaxx cut you off swiftly. “guardian? what are you doing here?” his voice sounding concerned. “what are you talking about?” i wanted to see you, and what bounties you’re offering.” your look went from happy to puzzled very quickly. “y/n...” shaxx lightly grabs your arm to pull you off to the side. “how long has it been?” this is starting to get odd. “shaxx what are you talking about?” what’s his deal? “have you seen your eyes y/n? they’re hollow black. you can tell you haven’t been sleeping. so, how long has it been since you actually slept?” you sigh. someone had to say something. someone always, has to say something. “shaxx, im alright. ikora asked me to help out with some extra paperwork a few days ago and it was a lot so i just stayed up for a couple of days and haven’t had the option to rest yet. it’s only my third day and trust me i plan on sleeping tonight.” you said with a faint smile. “you haven’t spoken to her in weeks. you even told me that.” now it’s awkward. shaxx crossed his arms, “you can’t lie to me about this. now please, let me take you home so you can rest.” his voice was so sad and soft. “the last thing i’d need is for you to get hurt in crucible fights because you cant stand up right.” he lightly said under his breath. as much as you hated it, he was right. what good are you to anyone if you can barely function? “okay, i promise i’ll rest but don’t feel the need to walk me home. i know i’m a bit wobbly but if you have work to do, i’m not gonna keep you from it. i can still walk myself home.” “not a chance, i wanna make sure you actually fall asleep.” you could tell he really cared about you. “just give me a few moments to gather my things.”

the walk was very silent but wasn’t ever awkward. the exhaustion was always with you but knowing you grew closer and closer to a bed made that tired feeling way worse. as you and shaxx were walking you held hands. sorta-ish? you held onto two of his fingers. the index and middle one. shaxx didn’t seem to mind it and neither did you so no one said anything about it.

as the two of you approached your home you started getting tense. sure everyone could tell you weren’t sleeping but no one knew you weren’t even staying in your own home. those damn memories of cayde flood your head every time you’re inside. truthfully, it was scary. never knowing if it’s going to be a happy memory or him taking his final breaths terrifies you. obviously to the point where you can’t even sleep in your own home. shaxx could tell you were tense considering once you got closer and closer, you didn’t realize but you were tightly gripping his fingers now. “guardian? are you alright?” you couldn’t shift your gaze from the home but still replied. “yes i’m alright, thank you for bringing me home.” a minute of silence passed before you broke it and looked over at shaxx. “if you’d like you can come in, grab a drink rest for a few minutes and then get back to the crucible.” “ah i finally get to see how one of my best players lives?” you know he said that with a smirk across his face. you couldn’t help but chuckle a bit.

you two entered your house and you offered to make some tea, which shaxx politely declined. he wanted the tea but you could tell he wanted you to rest more. “is there anything i can do to make you more comfortable? you’ve seemed very tense since we’ve got here.” should you tell him? should you not tell him? you’ve always kept to yourself but it’s like be makes it impossible for you not to share. he feels like the only one you don’t have to lie to. “shaxx, i have to be honest. the last time i slept was here, and the last time i’ve been here was almost a month ago.” you couldn’t directly look him in the eyes but could feel him looking down at you. “why didn’t you say anything sooner?” pride i guess... “i’m not sure, i thought maybe i could handle myself but i just ended up running away from it.” a singular sigh left shaxx’s mouth. “alright then, come on.” you were confused. “what do you mean? come where?” “your mattress y/n. you obviously are having trouble sleeping because of your nightmares, and i’m sure not having someone here either to comfort you isn’t helpful. so i’ll stay with you for the rest of the day that way if you do have a nightmare, you have someone to help you.” wow.. “shaxx, that’s incredibly nice and i truly appreciate it but i couldn’t ask you to do that. you still have the crucible to run and bounties to sell and guardians to teach and-“ shaxx cut you off before you continued to ramble on. “it’s alright, ive already worked things out to take the rest of the day off. the crucible can wait guardian, you can’t.” “are you sure?” “i’m positive, now! you must go rest!” he said in his “crucible” voice. you couldn’t help but giggle. as different as it was, shaxx did make you feel less lonely. maybe it’s time to accept that while cayde might be gone physically, it doesn’t mean you have to stop cherishing him through memories. maybe it’s a new path forward. “thank you shaxx, i greatly appreciate it.” you gave him a hug and asked if he needed anything else before going to bed. he simply shook his head and made a resting gesture. you smiled and went to your bedroom. you couldn’t deny that you felt very nervous but you just trusted your gut that if anything happened shaxx would be there, and hopefully, he’d still be there when you awoke.

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ok hi so uhh a/n i did NOT expect to write this long and much so yeah! i hope you enjoy and this is my first time *publicly* writing and posting a fic so i hope you enjoy :>

[that-one-weird-fangirl2020]

Shaxx x short F!Reader?

Oh, yes! I'll have it done as soon as possible!

[cats-and-fiction]

Can I havea fluffy scenario with Shaxx and a blind s/o? Thank you, I love you, my gurl :3

Mah “gurl”, have something sad. I don’t know if got the blind part right but I hope you still like it. Plus I’m thinking about translating my old Destiny fanfic because I start getting in the Destiny hype again.

Shaxx and a blind s/o

You felt someone giving your shoulder a squeeze after a big hand had landed on it. It was Shaxx. The way he walked and the feeling you always got everytime he stood next to you. Even after these long years of being together with him you still got butterflies everywhere.

You heard the crying over lost friends, families and guardians. Everyone mourned for the lost and dead that the red legion had taken. Your hand wandered up to grab his armored one that still laid on your slumped shoulders.

“Are you alright?”, his deep voice sends shivers down your spine and you felt the old bench bending under his weight. HIs other hand wandered up to your other hand that laid on your thigh. It still burned from the running.

“Everything will be fine.”, he sounded like he wanted to try to cheer himself up. You heard his pain and the sadness deep inside his voice. For the first time, Lord Shaxx who always seemed to be positive wasn’t even believing himself.

You had heard him shouting commands and his agonized voice while the red legion was attacking. You had felt the rumbling of their heavy footsteps under your feet and smelled the burned flesh of the dead.

For the first time, you were happy that you hadn’t seen what the Cabal had done. That they had dared to attack your home.

“You know I can see right through your lies.”, your voice raspy from all the shouting and from the smoke. You looked up from the ground to his face. Where you assumed his face would be.

His hand left your thigh and he put his fingers under your chin. Lifting it up and giving pressing his helmet against your forehead.

“I should know that lying is impossible with you.”, he laughed and fell silent again. His body tensed up after your two stayed like that for a while. Your kind of kiss if he wears his helmet.

“We will get our home back.”, he squeezed your shoulder again and his head left yours. The cold hitting your forehead.

The bench gave an agonized sound from it after he stood up and you listened to his heavy footsteps walking away.

[loveandfictionforall]

Ayo my friend, can I request one of those fluffy prompts with Shaxx? The "person a shyly playing with person b's rings while cuddling". ok, byyee, love you

Ayo my cutie pie 🥹🥰 Totally can do 🥰

After all what happened, it was finally one of those day where nothing was going on. Of course it could be the eye of the storm but you wanted to be positive and hope for the best.

Shaxx was nevertheless occupied with Crucible, wanting to strengthen their guardians and shaping their skills. He was always over the top, demanding a lot.

But now the day was almost over and the moon would soon reach it highest point again. You were curled up against his hard chest, free of any armor. His helmet also laid forgotten on his table while you two where cuddled up in a large, fluffy seat with enough space foe you two. Beside the seat was a small table where Shaxx nigthly tea stood, still steaming and just slowly cooling down.

Absentmindedly you took his large hand in yours while his other one stroked your back. With fascination you traced the veins of his hands, lightly touching his fingertips and drawing circles on the back of his hand.

After a while you fingers began to follow each finger, from finger tip to the wrist. Stopping only for just a second when your fingers were caught against his rings. Slowly your focus shifted towards them and with lazy fingers you began to turn them on his finger.

One of them was the wedding band of you two. A similar was on your much smaller ones also.