Reblog if Gib is your dad and you love him

Dance! Dance! DANCE!!!

So Apex Legends thoughts here, what if Gibraltar bought one of those ‘free dad hugs’ shirts as a joke but it actually started getting him hugs from the other legends?

It starts with Lifeline and Pathfinder getting random hugs for no other reason than just wanting a hug. Then he gets Mirage sneaking a hug beneath his cloak when he misses his family. Bloodhound not really going for a whole hug but leaning against him after a bad hunt or during a bad dysphoria bout. Octane wanting to be held through his phantom pains. Wraith curling up in his lap trying to get the voices to quiet down. Wattson cuddling him like she used to do with her own dad.

Gibraltar is team dad and my mind cannot be changed.

Could you hit me really hard with Bloodhound x reader angst? Like Bloodhound isn't used to having someone close to them, maybe can't find a comfortable pace to let down their walls, which stems into a fight - BH says something hurtful in the heat of the moment and reader is so hurt that they really quietly tell him to get out? I begging you to make me sob bro

*cracks knuckles* Imma try my best to make y’all cry, but I’m bad at this.

Standing behind the chair they plopped down once they got through the threshold, trying to console them, however, it turned sour. “You said you were okay with it! And now you’re scolding me for checking in on you?” Your concern went to waste this time. You had tried to talk them after they came back from a match, they were obviously distraught, even more quiet than their usual self.

Still staring out the window was Bloodhound, they say in the single couch not evening looking at you, not even enough effort to show you how mad they were. “I told you.” Their anger could still be heard in their voice, they may not be yelling, but the growled their words. “I do not wish to discuss today’s game.” It almost seemed like they were trying to contain their exasperation for you, but you’ve grown to be more perceptive towards their tone.

Hating yourself for bringing this up, it worried you too much to not speak about it. “Everytime I try to get closer to you, you just push me away!” Stepped closer to the chair. “I care about you and I’m worried about you.”Your voice quivered, the back of your eyes burned. “Can’t you tell me what’s happening inside your head, I don’t ask for much, I just want to know where we’re at sometimes. I-”

They rarely ever cut you off like this, “I am not the one who is so needy. In every way too. You cling to me so close. Do you not think I need space? You ask for my feelings, for me to be so near you at all times.” They paused, deciding whether or not to dish out another blow. You could already feel the tears welling up in your eyes, you had tried so hard to make them feel okay. To make them feel like you could be trusted. In their anger, they finally yelled, “Why do I even bother with people like you? They, you, just need to know every little thing about my emotions, right? Never a thought of if I am comfortable. I should have never let myself be with you.” The tears couldn’t be kept in your eyes anymore. Blinking hard, they rolled down your cheeks, falling to the floor below. “You’re not worth the trouble.” You tried to breath, but you just hiccuped, softly sobbing.

Not knowing how their words would tear your heart out, they tried to comfort you, “Elskan, no. I didn-”

You told them too  much about yourself, you were the weak one now. Again, you put too much trust in someone. It was like they had no care for your affection. “Leave.” Your voice so broken while you were trying to be firm. If they said what they did, why take it back so soon?

They got up from the chair, finally turning to look at you. What they saw was you standing defiant and trying to keep your head up despite the tears and unstable breathing. “What?” Their mask was still on, but they felt so guilty. It clutched at their heart.

Suppressing another sob, “Leave.” You said more harshly. You’ve had enough for the night.

“I…. But…” They tried to object, but they knew they were in the wrong. “As you wish.” They looked at you for another few seconds, wanting to take back their words and for you to take back yours. They walked out of the door, trying not to make any further jabs, they closed the door softly.

When you assumed they were out of earshot, you let out your cries, so heartbroken that how deeply you cared about Hound meant nothing. You realized that you never really knew if they trusted you, always the push and pull. The periods of when they would open up to you, and then times like this, always your fault for caring. Shattered to pieces, you couldn’t stop the tears from coming, “worthless” sank in.

Please give me feedback y’alls

Could you hit me really hard with Bloodhound x reader angst? Like Bloodhound isn't used to having someone close to them, maybe can't find a comfortable pace to let down their walls, which stems into a fight - BH says something hurtful in the heat of the moment and reader is so hurt that they really quietly tell him to get out? I begging you to make me sob bro

*cracks knuckles* Imma try my best to make y’all cry, but I’m bad at this.

Standing behind the chair they plopped down once they got through the threshold, trying to console them, however, it turned sour. “You said you were okay with it! And now you’re scolding me for checking in on you?” Your concern went to waste this time. You had tried to talk them after they came back from a match, they were obviously distraught, even more quiet than their usual self.

Still staring out the window was Bloodhound, they say in the single couch not evening looking at you, not even enough effort to show you how mad they were. “I told you.” Their anger could still be heard in their voice, they may not be yelling, but the growled their words. “I do not wish to discuss today’s game.” It almost seemed like they were trying to contain their exasperation for you, but you’ve grown to be more perceptive towards their tone.

Hating yourself for bringing this up, it worried you too much to not speak about it. “Everytime I try to get closer to you, you just push me away!” Stepped closer to the chair. “I care about you and I’m worried about you.”Your voice quivered, the back of your eyes burned. “Can’t you tell me what’s happening inside your head, I don’t ask for much, I just want to know where we’re at sometimes. I-”

They rarely ever cut you off like this, “I am not the one who is so needy. In every way too. You cling to me so close. Do you not think I need space? You ask for my feelings, for me to be so near you at all times.” They paused, deciding whether or not to dish out another blow. You could already feel the tears welling up in your eyes, you had tried so hard to make them feel okay. To make them feel like you could be trusted. In their anger, they finally yelled, “Why do I even bother with people like you? They, you, just need to know every little thing about my emotions, right? Never a thought of if I am comfortable. I should have never let myself be with you.” The tears couldn’t be kept in your eyes anymore. Blinking hard, they rolled down your cheeks, falling to the floor below. “You’re not worth the trouble.” You tried to breath, but you just hiccuped, softly sobbing.

Not knowing how their words would tear your heart out, they tried to comfort you, “Elskan, no. I didn-”

You told them too  much about yourself, you were the weak one now. Again, you put too much trust in someone. It was like they had no care for your affection. “Leave.” Your voice so broken while you were trying to be firm. If they said what they did, why take it back so soon?

They got up from the chair, finally turning to look at you. What they saw was you standing defiant and trying to keep your head up despite the tears and unstable breathing. “What?” Their mask was still on, but they felt so guilty. It clutched at their heart.

Suppressing another sob, “Leave.” You said more harshly. You’ve had enough for the night.

“I…. But…” They tried to object, but they knew they were in the wrong. “As you wish.” They looked at you for another few seconds, wanting to take back their words and for you to take back yours. They walked out of the door, trying not to make any further jabs, they closed the door softly.

When you assumed they were out of earshot, you let out your cries, so heartbroken that how deeply you cared about Hound meant nothing. You realized that you never really knew if they trusted you, always the push and pull. The periods of when they would open up to you, and then times like this, always your fault for caring. Shattered to pieces, you couldn’t stop the tears from coming, “worthless” sank in.

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IF YOU’RE AN APEX BLOG OR A BLOG THAT JUST POSTS A TON OF APEX STUFF OR EVEN IF YOU JUST REALLY LIKE IT, YALL BETTER FRICKEN SMASH THAT RB BUTTON

I NEED TO FIND MY PEOPLE

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