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Stunt | Revenant x Reader
Obv. Rev has feelings for the reader.
It's just a fun scenario I considered.
Some Mirage X reader (you'll see)
Wordcount: 487
Stunt
Revenant stared down at the device in his hand, a searing glare shot down at the bright, flat screen that stared back at him with vibrant colors.
The image moved in silence, displaying only a preview before he decided to simply click on it, his curiosity getting the better of him.
-Something in him was burning, somehow aching.
Slowly, he pressed the tip of his finger over the screen, holding in an imaginary breath.
The overzealous brat Mirage spoke, his elated words heightened by that damned smile of his that had begun to become even more infuriating as of late.
" I'm just here with my favorite girl!" he claimed as he had an arm wrapped around you, surprising you as you nearly dropped your recently purchased drink.
It took you a moment to compose yourself and smile too, though, still seeming more entertained with your tea.
Elliot pulled you close, his cheek pressing right against yours for just a second before he pulled back and continued to address his audience instead, something you didn't seem to mind much as you focused on your straw.
Occasionally during the live feed, you laughed, showing no signs of wanting to peel yourself off of his side.
countless shares and comments were left just as curious as Revenant was, and the replies were no better, insinuating something he's tried to not think of.
Lately, you've been busy....is this why?
Him...
"Ohhh man...." he heard a familiar voice mutter beside him, and that breath alone was an indicator of who it was.
The accented rasp in his voice was unmistakable, and it made Revenant feel even more irritated.
The speed demon stood still, and Revenant could see from the way his unobscured, brown eyes glanced over to the screen that he was just as surpised, yet strangely not all too taken back.
" Tough luck amigo," Octavio added as he shook his head, and it made Revenant snatch the phone away from his sight with a low grunt.
"- Like I give a damn," he said back as he pulled back his arm, his fingers pressing down on the device with an iron grip that began to overwhelm the phone, crushing it in a matter of seconds.
And it was something Octane saw and snickered at,
"Right..." Octavio said lowly before relaseing a short sigh, and halfhearted shrug.
“He just snatched your girl right from under you,” he muttered with just a bit of tease.
"- Why should you care?" he added with a little hum, discreetly eyeing the broken piece of technology still in the bot's hand.
He only mused over how much 'Che would have the time of her life gloating over how she just knew the Simulacrum had something of a heart in him.
"You're crazy," Octane said while walking alongside his childhood friend.
"Come on Silva, just think about it," she urged him.
"I've never seen him act so...so unlike himself," she said. " just pay attention," she advised him, and from then on, he had kept a close eye on you and Revenant.
And he was surpised to notice the little things.
Like, your laugh around him.
There was a little pitch you reached that made him roll his eyes when he noticed.
And the bot's eery way of standing over you had become less intimidating the more he paid attention.
Instead, it seemed cheesy, like a man leaning in for some attention, lingering for something more.
Octane then began to chuckle lowly, almost losing himself in a fit of giggles as he wondered what the Simulacrum would do when he found out it was nothing but a PR stunt.
"But just don't tell anyone," you said after he'd caught you and Mirage talking about it.
"I mean, I love my girl," Mirage said with a smile, "But it's just business," he told the other male offhandedly.
"Just a bit of teasing the crowd," he added simply.
"You think anyone could really hold down all this?" he asked while slowly turning as if proving a point, and it made you stare flatly at Octane.
"It's just such a shame," you grumbled, not really convincing anyone you were heartbroken about the reality of your romance.
You loved Elliot, but he really was something of a manwhore, and while he was a funny guy, you pitied the person that actually fell for him.
" Anyways, It's innocent too. We're just spending a bit of time together to get some buzz, especially since they're coming out with new merch for this one," he said while pointing at you, reminding Silva of the new, upcoming event.
"It's really been up to the fans for debate, which is fun," he added with a chuckle, but you disagreed, cringing at some of the comments.
-And the fanart?
You burned with embarrassment at some people's talent.
Meanwhile, Octane nodded, understanding.
Was it meant to tease the bot?
Perhaps, but there was just something exciting about it;
"Senior loincloth, if only you'd been faster," he added with yet another chuckle as he drew back.
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August 'Ballistic' Brinkman NSFW Headcanons
Content disclaimer:
Sexual content,
Gender neutral reader,
Age difference,
Slight BDSM,
This is after he joined the Apex Games
Masterlist
Reader discretion advised. You're responsible for your own media consumption.
He is either the sweetest lover in the whole Outlands, or one of the roughest.
After matches, be it a losing or a winning one, he has so much adrenaline running through him that he needs a way to let it all out. Now, what better way to relieve himself than being with you?
In these times, he's 100% dominating you. No questions asked about it. He will put you on your hands and knees and lean over you, completely trapping you under him.
Sometimes he can go a bit too hard, so he made sure to put a safeword in place beforehand. He always asks what it is to make sure you remember before starting, no matter how hasty he's being. Your safety and comfort is still his number one priority, no matter what mood you're both in.
He's very against hurting you in drastic ways. He doesn't mind spanking you or choking you lightly, but he won't slap you or cut you. He just doesn't like seeing you hurt.
Dirty talk. The filthiest dirty talk, ever. Will tease you verbally with just about anything. He will mention how much younger you are than him, how perverted he is for bedding such a gorgeous thing, and how desperate you must be for willingly accepting him. He'll talk about how good he feels inside of you, how tight you are around him, how far inside of you he is. He knows what effect his voice has on you and he uses it to his full advantage.
If you ever act like a brat while he's this riled up, he will restrain you. He'll bring some nice and comfy handcuffs out, lock your hands together and hold them down himself.
Do NOT call him daddy. That is one of the quickest ways to destroy the mood with him. It makes him feel horrible…
On a normal day however, he goes all out for the occasion. He takes you shopping so you can buy something nice for the upcoming event. Then, fancy dinner, either at home or at a restaurant. He makes sure everything is absolutely perfect, the music, the food, the atmosphere.
After all that is done, he takes you to the bedroom, all the while caressing you and giving you small kisses.
In these times, you have a chance to be on top. He still prefers being the dominant one, but he'll be submissive for you once in a while. He actually enjoys you riding him more than he likes to admit.
Will not let you put anything inside of him. He likes to be slightly submissive sometimes, but not like that. He's an old man, he's not experimental anymore. He likes what he likes, it's not very likely you're changing those preferences.
50/50 on oral. Prefers giving as much as receiving. He simply adores seeing you in pleasure. He can focus purely on you and your pleasure in these times. Will not be satisfied with only coaxing one climax from you, it has to be at least two. He doesn't have the same drive he used to, so he makes sure to satisfy you in other ways. On the other hand, he can never refuse you pleasuring him. He loves seeing you trying to take all of him in your mouth. He'll be over the moon if you ever try to initiate it while he's spread out on the couch, relaxing and drinking his favorite alcohol.
There's one specific type of roleplay he really enjoys: you being his maid. Now, he won't ask you to actually clean anything, just pretend you are tidying up the place. He just loves to see you in that typical maid outfit. Wants to reach under that skirt to caress you while you try to do other things. He will drop something on purpose just so you can bend over and pick it up for him.
Always finishes inside, if you're not against it of course. He revels seeing his essence dripping out of you. He pushes it back into you, so you " don't waste any of it". This also goes for times when you give him oral too. He wants to see you swallow it. Make a big show of it too, he'll enjoy it a whole lot more.
Aftercare is a must for him. He cleans both of you up; wipes you down, orders the MRVN butlers to run a nice bath while he does it, then the both of you can relax in the big comfy tub.
@maliciousmari @snowingclouds @bition-boyz thank you for the encouraging comments!
I've never written anything sexual before, forgive me if it's not that good-
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Hi idk if you still take apex reqs but maybe a Miragr late val fic/hc?
This is so late, but here you go hdjsjsja <3
It's a bit short my apologies, I just wanted to get it out before it was like a week after valentines day
Contains: pure fluff man, it's just Mirage being a romantic icon
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• Mirage goes all out on valentines day
• He spends like $200 on gifts every year for both his lovers and all his friends
• You can't tell me this man doesn't buy his friends chocolate roses and cheesy stuffed animals for valentines day
• Anyways, anyone dating Mirage gets bombarded by gifts on valentines day
• He doesn't do anything super fancy like a candlelit dinner with wine and expensive steak, but he does practically devote himself to his lover for the whole day
• He cooks breakfast, places candles and rose petals everywhere, and basically just waits for his lover to tell him what to do like a puppy sbhdjaj
• He doesn't care where they go or what they do for valentines day, he just wants to make his lover happy, like if they want to just order take out and watch romance movies? he's all for it
• If he goes out with his lover for valentines day, he makes sure to look his best (he always does but hush) and is just overall a gentleman
• Later, he prepares a nice bath for him and his lover with candles, bubbles, chocolate, and champagne
• Lots of cuddles and "I love you's" throughout the whole day
• He makes sure his lover feels loved and cared for
• He probably recites the whole legend of the origin of valentines day every year to everyone who will listen
• Overall, he's like the best partner anyone could have on valentines day, and he brags about it all year long
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Thank you for requesting, I hope this was to your liking! And thank you for reading!
Reminder, liking and reblogging my work really helps me as a creator, and it takes like 10 seconds so why do it. Giving me requests also helps as it give me the inspiration to write and tells me what people want, so literally request anything that's on your mind :)
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i see you’re taking request!! would you be willing to write some more dating rev head cannons? maybe how he’d treat you during downtime with everyone else? :) so far i’ve fallen in love with your crypto content!
dating the devil | revenant headcanons
𓆩♡𓆪 pairing ; revenant x gn!reader
𓆩♡𓆪 a/n ; AAAA MY FIRST REQUESTTT thank you so much you kind soul!! really hope you enjoy this! (apologies it took long) <3
the mellow afternoon sun slowly descends, the light of day fading. the hazy atmosphere and silence of the dropship’s clinic was comforting. you sigh deeply and shut your eyes. you relish in the peace of this unoccupied area of the ship, the vibrations of the moving ship was soothing to you. you were hooked on an iv bag to get the fluids you needed to make a full recovery. with an arm taped with wires and strict orders to rest there, you recall the events of the past day as sleep dawned onto you. the match today did more damage than good. your entire shield batteries and med kits being completely shredded by the damn charged rifle ash kept poking you with. the bandages on your waist fit you tight, the inflammation on your skin was no joke. perhaps having personal relations to the other simulacrum has its cons.
the recent schedule of back to back matches took a toll on you- no, rather all of you. octane, who lives for the adrenaline of battle, even expressed how he needed a breather after the recent games. quoting “more stim’s been going than coming, my stunts won’t be as cool without my stim!”. after the complaints, the syndicate announced a week long break with olympus being the stopping place. the legends rejoiced and gushed about their plans for the week filled with partying and clubs, and some choosing to remain in the comfort of their closed quarters.
the next thing you knew, you were coming to your senses. your attempt at going back to sleep was futile, the pillow your head was laying on was so uncomfortable you were convinced it was a brick. no amount of shifting and turning can soften that so called pillow. the white lights of the dropship nearly blinded you when you attempted to open your eyes. you groan and rub your eyes. now pissed and awake, you tried sitting up because you don’t remember the clinic’s pillows were this hard. you immediately stopped midway as a sudden shock of pain presented itself. the pain had you yelling before you can even register where it was. “easy there human” a familiar voice greets you. your hand lays on your abdomen but your eyes pan to him. “what the hell are you doing he- wait, where even am i?” you ask when you saw the unfamiliar room. it was the standard room the syndicate assigned to everyone but there was nothing.
“my room. how idiotic of you to simply sleep there. have you no regard for your safety?” he spoke, standing up. “you were looking for me?” you asked with a laugh, tilting your head to the side. “don’t get all cocky with me, human” he defensively replies. despite his relentless remarks, he places a hand on your back and offering the other to you. you accepted it immediately, he helps you stand up and walk. he doesn’t let go, perhaps waiting for you to tell him off. but you just lean in further into his gentle embrace, one that showed he was scared of harming you. “oh my knight in shining armor.” you gush, half jokingly. he only groans in response.
‘this will be a fun week’
he's a literal 6'8 (semi) gentle giant
there are the usual homicidal remarks here and there but never towards you
he'd be bored AS SHIT during the break
he complains that "skinsuits are to be killed"
he ends up following you everywhere like a curious cat, always looming over your shoulder to watch whatever you're doing
he doesn't care about pda at all, he let's you do what makes you happy. but when someone points it out he hisses like a cat in water
when the other legends saw him walk behind you everywhere, someone was bound to make fun of him for it
it just happened to be mirage
"who would've guessed murder bot is a murder PET now hah! hahah..." he laughs, fading at the end when revenant snaps his head in mirage's direction
various curses and profanities were thrown that you had to slap him on the arm for it
"hey- no that was too mean!" you express, crossing your arms
"whatever he deserved it" he murmurs, then stomps away like a literal kid
(is back to your side in 5 minutes)
not the best person to gossip to but he does keep an open ear and sometimes asks for details
he'll groan whenever you're rambling for a long time, but he actually feels bad when you shut up
his form of an apology is sticking by your side until you start talking again
he absolutely cannot be left to do a task unless you want claw marks left everywhere
folding clothes? ripped. wiping down tables? scratches. he wants to hand comb your hair? no you're going bald.
he doesn't understand your liking for kissing him but doesn't oppose it
rev : what are you doing?
: kissing you
rev : disgusting. do it again.
doesn't do pet names. you are clinically insane if you hope he calls you one
the most he'll do is "human" or "sweetheart" and not with romantic intent
is scared to even lay a finger on you, what if those hands do to you what they were designed to do?
you have to initiate any intimacy, placing his hands on your waist reminding him it's okay or resting your head on his shoulder to calm him down
treats you like absolute glass- like you would break at a single push
possessive to the power of 10, and it cannot be overstated
no other legend would dare to even flirt with you, an invisible mark that indicates his property is on you
"mine" he mumbles, pulling your waist closer to him as his other hand grips his scythe- bloody from an entire squad's futile attempt to ambush you alone
some would question your taste in significant others but if they asked, you'd answer
"if only you knew"
if only they knew the quiet moments you had just observing each other, curiosity indulging itself
if only they knew the stories he shared from his memories, how his early days as a human haunted him to a point of endless jealousy and anger
if only they knew how tired he was of waking up from every death he hoped was the final one, how you were the only thing he looked forward to seeing
if only they knew how you were the only person he trusted enough to shut down and sleep
if only they knew how you wake up at 3am to see glowing dots on your ceiling, no hesitation to pat the bed as an invite and just go back to sleep
if only they knew how he nudges his head against yours as a kiss, how he caresses your hands feeling the warmth of being human
if only they knew your selfish thoughts of wanting to be one of his kind to accompany him in his lonely nightmare forever
© this work is by cryptonite-exe, please do not copy and post on any other platform.
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I started a slow burn romance (+smut) Revenant x fem reader fic!
Summary:
In the peaceful outskirts of the city, your life follows a straightforward pattern: working at a café during the day and enjoying evenings with your friends. Everything feels calm, except for the ongoing annoyance caused by your unbearable boss and your troublesome ex-boyfriend.
However, your life takes an unexpected turn when you come face to face with a murderous simulacrum. This encounter shatters the monotony of your daily routine and sparks a curiosity within you that you never thought possible.
-> start reading here <-
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I know I said I was going to slow down with the Voidstrike drawing but I can't help it 🤷🏾♀️ I said I was going to focus more on portrait drawings- I lied I want to practice anatomy and clothes
Tried to replicate JoJo Bizarre Adventure art style (…I have never watched the show🫣🤫🤫)
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Bloodhound x reader nsfw, similar to the caustic fic w orgasm denial I LOVE YOUR WORK PLS
This took forever and I'm so sorry, but life hit me with the "let's change the subject" bat, and I lost interest in Apex for a hot ass minute. but anyways
BLOODHOUND/READER - NSFW
Warnings: none really but the fic includes NSFW, orgasm denial, gender-neutral reader, no mention of Bloodhound's genitals, (which is also what made this fic take so long cause it took me forever to realize I could just do that.)
You looked over at Bloodhound as you stepped outside, a mischievous grin coming to your face almost immediately. They had been training all day, which wasn't uncommon, and you coming out to join them wasn't unusual either. You enjoyed watching them practice. It allowed you to stare at their muscles, which gave you plenty of material for those long seasons they were away busy with the games. Normally, you would sit by and watch, but with how well they'd been doing in the games, you figured it was time for a well-deserved break. You sat on a stump nearby and watched as Hound released their last arrow from the Bocek, landing what you counted to be their 4th bullseye. You smiled and spoke up, watching that red tint from their eyes slowly fade as they registered your voice.
“You should teach me to be as well off with a bow as you are.”
They walked over, touching your forehead with their mask as a kiss, and grabbed another bow they had prepared and handed it to you. Their eyes squinted slightly, meaning they were smiling at you behind the mask. “I would be honored, Elska.”
You stood and walked with them to the small patch of off-colored grass and huffed at it. Hound noticed and spoke, “I will get to placing the stone on this spot soon enough. For now, we practice.” You laughed, “Don't you think you need a break? You stand in this spot so much that the grass isn't green anymore.” They shook their head, and you already knew what they were going to say, so you simply sighed, feigning defeat for your request.
They positioned themselves behind you and you pressed yourself as close to their chest as possible, hearing a sudden inhale from them in response. You knew that showing interest in their training and hobbies made them very happy, so you already had a bit of a headstart, but you had a trick up your sleeve and you couldn't help but smirk at the thought of their excitement when you showed it off.
Thankfully Hound didn't notice as they continued positioning you in proper archery form, answering each question you asked, even if some had self-explanatory answers. You made sure to drag on the explanation part so you could let your plan slowly unfold, and you acted innocent when they would stop explaining to take a breath because your subtle grinding against them was doing much more than you originally anticipated.
When they had finally explained everything they thought necessary, you were allowed to shoot your first arrow. You pretended to struggle a bit before releasing arrow after arrow, each landing smack-dab in the center. You turned, a giant smile on your face as you watched Hound’s eyes flick from you to the target and back. You knew they were feeling something now as they stuttered a bit before letting out a breathy, “Wow, Elska.”
They stood frozen in their spot as you approached them, letting the bow gently rest on the ground. You place your hands on their chest and smile at them, “So, I think we should take a break. I am exhausted after all that training.”
They didn't respond, instead, they let you guide them to the stump you were sitting on earlier and stood in front of you. You leaned up and kissed their mask once, then moved down to their neck, kissing and nipping at all of the skin there. You let your hand trail downward and into their pants, letting them grind down onto your palm and you smiled at the muffled huffs coming from their mask.
“Does that feel good, sweetheart?
They let out a muffled, “Mhm”, and you smiled, leaning away from their neck to see their face for a moment. You were glad that you did because as soon as you made eye contact with them you watched their eyes roll to the back of their head and their body twitch toward you. You watched as they started to grind down harder, eventually grabbing onto you and pulling you closer.
They whined, “Please, Elska…”, and they looked at you desperately. You knew they were close, but you weren't ready for this to end yet, especially since it just started. You didn't realize how pent-up they had been, so your previous grinding had done much, much more than you had thought. You slowly began to pull your hand away as they got closer to cumming and they quickly caught on, grabbing your hand and holding it in their strong grip.
“Elska, I need this please.” They continued to grind down onto your hand, but you kept pulling away. You were worried that they were gonna cum before you had your fun, so you forcefully pulled your hand away, watching Hound go limp with defeat. Hound practically growled at the lack of contact and slowly turned it into a whine because of the denial. They looked up at you, and you knew they had tears in their eyes, so you kissed the top of their head.
“I wanna have fun too Houndy, but I promise you'll get to cum once I have. Okay?”
You smiled at them, and they couldn't do anything but mumble an “Okay..” and follow you into the cabin you shared.
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Very hype about the newest Apex comic about Maggie! Was creatively spun enough to quickly write this half concept/half draft thing on where the story could go (idk how realistic it is but these are just my ideas). Let me know what y'all think!
Newest Official Apex comic can be found on PlayApex's Twitter!
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𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖⚠︎︎ 𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐏𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒
*Honey=y/n, i just cant use y/n over and over
*black!reader but can be read as any race
⚠︎︎ MINORS DNI ⚠︎︎ MINORS DNI ⚠︎︎
crypto isnt typically affectionate but when it comes to intercourse it’s a whole different story.
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¿GENERAL？
Position wise crypto prefers doggy style, cowgirl, and reverse cowgirl
REASONS:
He likes gripping honeys hair while in doggy style
The views are always perfect
Honeys body is bodying
He really doesn’t care about positions(sometimes...), he just like pounding fr
Crypto absolutely adores it when Honey wears lingerie bc Honey has a thing with lingerie and sexy lace night gowns
He prefers mostly different greens and black lingerie and simple but intricate designs
As much as he prefers lingerie, he doesn't mind a simple bra and pantie match
Noise complaints not that often but when they are filed, it was bc of a long night with Honey and Crypto
They can be loud but some of the walls are thick depending on where they choose to do it
Honey prefers to do it mainly in the bedroom or the couch while crypto prefers his office mainly but doesnt mind the kitchen table or counter and the shower.
‼️LAZY SEXXX OVER EVERYTHING‼️
lazy sex after the games are over for the day or late night sleepy sex at 3 in the morning. O gawd
Lazy/sleepy sex=sensual cuddles,kisses, and rubs♥︎
SLEEPY CRYPTO 𖦹﹏𖦹
His deep and whispy voice bc he either just woke up or just got home and is sooo eepy~
Slow strokes and steamy sleepy makouts are 10x better if honey is wearing his shirt
Cuddle sex is the best remedy for all problems :)
~OTHER~
Crypto basically is only thinking about how Honey taste and feel the whole time he is “working“
He stays daydreaming about the different ways he pound honey and different scenarios of them having sex💕💕
Cockwarming whenever he asks. Like when hes hacking/coding, reading, or just bc he wants to
Hes a god at fingering, he has to make honey cum on his fingers at least once before he actually penetrates her
Creampies are a MUST⬇️
Crypto has a thing with cumming in honeys hole. Not that he wants kids, but he likes to see his cum spew out of her spent hole, just to push it back in just to hear honey whine about overstimulation.
He doesn’t mind being the bottom sometimes, he likes it when honey’s in control especially when she makes him beg and refuses to let him cum or push up into her while she rides him all slow like.
He doesn’t mind anal either way it goes but he does mind if he’s the one getting their ass ate
Strap????maybe????
He has a thing with honey wearing his clothes especially his jacket. It seems like just one jacket but it’s a whole collection of them. Seeing her in his clothes just makes this man deranged
Boobs and thighs man⬇️
SUFFOCATE THIS MAN WITH EITHER OR
THIS MAN EATS PUSSY LIKE A STARVING MAN. It’s a life or death situation for him frfr💀
Please sit on his face
Shower sex is a must at least once a week for him
The honey grips his back gets him going tbh
He is weak in the knees for honey when she pushes his head down into her core and grips his hair while he's eating her out especially when she praises him or even if she degrades him(he lives for her praise and appreciation)
Crypto and honey have had quickies before but crypto is not too fond of them
Sex is a average thing for them unless crypto is off to the games or just busy in general
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𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐂𝐨𝐦 𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 || 𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞 [𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞]
𝘖𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘰 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘚𝘜𝘊𝘏 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘹.
You find yourself in a fake relationship to prove something to your ex.
Also on AO3!
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞: 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠
“I said I don’t—”
“What’s that? I’m already on my way up!”
That is all it takes for you to press the bright red button on the screen. Then you throw your phone on the bed before slumping down with a groan.
Octavio Silva is such a pain.
Then again, maybe that is on you for staying friends with your ex.
You still remember the last time you saw him. He was standing outside your door, looking amazing in his neon green hoodie. But all you could think about was how someone else had just been wearing it before he got there. So you told him to leave.
His hazel eyes widened as you shut the door on his face. Then you stood there by the door with bated breath as you listened for disappearing footfalls.
Would the high-speed daredevil slow down, just this once, just for you?
He did.
He knocked on the door and called your name again and again, but you just curled up into a ball and cried yourself to sleep. Then you woke up two hours later to a message from him asking if you could still be friends.
You still don't know why you said yes. One thing's for certain, though: now you have nothing but regret for that decision.
“You know, you could always block him,” your best friend Elliott Witt reminded you when you complained to him about your situation one day. The rational part of you that still exists agreed with Elliott. Yet you couldn’t find it in you to block Octavio. But now, in the midst of deep breaths, you decide it’s never too late for rationality.
The loud knocks at the door almost make you drop your phone.
“[Y/N]!”
You shuffle towards the door and peer through the hole. Sure enough, Octavio stands outside, swaying and holding a red solo cup in his hand. He’s not wearing his mask. He never does when he’s around you, which used to make you feel special. But you push the feeling away this time.
Never mind that he remembers your room number even in his state.
“Finally!” Octavio cheers as you open the door. “Thought you’d never open the door!”
You roll your eyes. “So why did you go here specifically?”
“Just felt like seeing you, hermosa,” he says. A wink thrown in your direction catches you off guard and takes everything in you not to throw your arms around him and bury your head on his chest and just weep.
“Well, now you’ve seen me,” you say instead. “Happy?”
He leans on the door frame. “Yes,” he breathes out. His eyes are dancing as he gazes at you.
Don’t you know that you don’t have the right to do that to me anymore?
You get the urge to shut the door in his face once again. But the breeze is getting cooler and the night is dragging on and his gaze is starting to lose its focus and yet his eyes still search yours like a puppy wondering if it’s going to get kicked out once again—
You find yourself letting him right back in.
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You can’t sleep.
How can you sleep, anyway? Octavio—your ex —is sleeping on your couch and you can hear the sheets rustling and your room smells like him and—and—
And you still love him.
That, you’ve always known. You just don’t like admitting it to yourself, let alone out loud. So when Octavio calls your name in the dark, you resist the urge to call him by his nickname. You simply respond with a “Yes?”
“How have you been?” he asks.
You suck in a deep breath. “Great. I’ve been doing great. Uh, what about you?”
“Amazing! I’m still getting lots of likes,” he brags.
“I’m happy for you.”
“Uh-huh. You haven’t been liking my photos.”
“You know I don’t use social media much anymore.”
“You?” He chuckles.
“Yes,” you insist. It’s true, you’re currently undergoing a social media detox. And although you miss watching funny videos and looking at pictures of cute animals, you know it’s for the best. You can’t risk seeing Octavio’s posts; you know you’ll only end up wallowing in self-pity.
Yet here you are now, sleeping in the same room as him. Granted, nothing that shouldn’t happen has happened. And you’re making sure it stays that way. But you roll over on your side to face him and he’s already looking at you.
"Tavi, I—"
“Are you dating anyone now?”
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Get Me Up Skinsuit
Revenant x Reader
Originally from my Apex Legends one shots book on wattpad
21-05-22
800+ words
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Revenant x GN!Reader
(Requested : HotManAss23122a
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How does Revenant act when a skinsuit helps him up after he's knocked down?
Warnings:
-Cursing
-Injury
-Stitching Up Wound
Extra:
-love hate relationship
-not proof read
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"New Killl Leader" "You're the new kill leader friend! Good job!" Pathfinder exclaims as you picked him up after soloing a 1v3 and miraculously winning.
"Recharging shields!" Pathfinder says as he uses his shields cells. "Hey! Get me up skinsuit!" Revenant yelled from the ground. You looked towards Pathfinder who was looting one of the death boxes.
You slowly walked up to Revenant. "Awe, are you mad I finished off Loba instead of you doing it?" You teased. He growled in annoyance.
"Just get me back in the fight before I cut off that little stupid head of yours Skinsuit!" He yelled.
"Wow! That's a very mean thing to say friend! Why can't we all just stick together as a team-" You saw that Revenant was about to shout an insult to the MRVN so you quickly took out your hand from Revenant to grab.
He looked at it in disgust and grabbed it with a lot of grip and strength. "Ow! What the fuck Rev!?" You yelled. "That's what you get Skinsuit. Pissing me off every damn day doing shit like this!" He yelled back.
As the two continued to bicker at each other they didn't realise that Pathfinder was trying to warn the two of an approaching enemy team.
"Then you kill that little girlie instead of reviving me to let me do it!" Revenant shouted as smoke started to emit from his overheating systems.
"Friends! I am down!" The two quickly turned towards Pathfinder who was finished off by Bangalore. Suddenly you heard a buzzing sound from beneath you and Revenant.
"ARC STAR LOOK OUT!" You yelled but it was too late. "Kill Leader Eliminated" an announcement could be heard throughout the map.
You, Revenant and Pathfinder then respawned back in the drop ship. The three of you stood in silence.
"Look what you did Skinsuit!" Revenant turned towards you. "Me?! What the hell are you on!? I wasn't the one who kept fussing about not picking someone up mid fight just so he could kill off the rest of a damn family?!" You yelled back.
Pathfinder staggered back. "Friends! Please calm down! It's not there a better way to solve this?" Pathfinder suggested.
"NO!" The two shouted not breaking eye contact from each other. "Oh okay- sorry" Pathfinder's screen flashed a :( face as he walked away.
As the two continued to glare at each other you noticed something different about Revenant.
"Rev?" You started. "What Skinsuit?!" He barked. You pointed towards your forehead in which Revenant put his hand up to.
As he looked down at his hand he was it was covered in a metallic, red and black mixed oil. "Shit..." he cursed under his breath. "I'll deal with you later Skinsuit..." he growled and walked away while one hand held a part of his leather stomach.
You found this quite strange so you decided to follow him. Sure not one of your best ideas ever but you decided to follow anyway.
You approached Revenant's room and quietly peaked inside. You saw Revenant sitting down on his bed while having several tools beside him along with a large patch of black leather.
He cut up a piece of leather to fit his 'wound' on his abdomen. You watched as he pressed the leather against himself and let out several curses under his breath.
He slowly put the leather down. "You going to stand there and watch or help me Skinsuit." He stated without looking up or in your direction. You slowly opened the door and stepped inside.
You saw that he had already wiped off the oil from his forehead. He handed you the leather. "Hold this up to my abdomen while I sew it back on." He growled.
You were tempted to tease him about needing help from a 'Skinsuit' but decided to keep some dignity.
You did just as he demanded and held up the leather. Revenant started to sew slightly struggling because of his robotic hands. He kept growling in frustration and let out some grunts of discomfort.
"Do you want me to do it?" You asked. He looked up at you and looked away. You took the needle from his hands as his hands held onto the leather.
It only took you a few minutes to sew him up and the two of you stayed silent as you cleaned off the items and tools.
"I'm not thanking you." Revenant grumbled looking away as a light pink tinted hue covered the light in his eyes.
"Sure, whatever you say Rev" You chuckled.
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Handsome | Revenant x Reader
Based on one of his new skins
Word count: 981
Handsome
He'd caught you by surprise, your eyes skimming over him at first before they took a long pause, one that lasted long enough for him to notice and feel tense.
He's always been one attentive to his surroundings, - having so many enemies did that to him.
And as the assassin he was now and had been for centuries, he couldn't overlook the feeling of being watched.
Much less, with the intensity in that look directed at him.
"What are you staring at?" said his artificial voice, the underlined threatening tone always present in it, even if you two were fairly accustomed to each other by then.
It's not like you were friends, but you did say hi every now and then, to which he occasionally offered you a dismissive wave, a little acknowledgment that encouraged you to keep greeting him.
It took you a moment to answer, and during that short pause you continued to stare, your eyes wider than they'd ever been as they resumed staring at him and his new attire, which wasn't a simple paint job.
There was a more human touch to his appearance this time, even if it was the smallest bit, and for whatever reason it had you staring.
Slowly, your eyes trailed down, skimming his entire form before your sights fell to your hands and the over-excessive way your fingers toyed with each other, which further surprised you.
You hadn't even realized it.
'Do I always do this...?' you wondered idly before you remembered he'd asked you something.
Shaking your head fast, you choked out a response, "Nothing!" you insisted, peeping out the response.
"I was just...thinking," you added and before you could finish he was already on his way, brushing past you with something close to a grumble, an annoyed one.
After all, idle chit-chat wasn't something he was accustomed to.
His clear bother made you feel somewhat guilty because you weren't doing it to be rude, and you wondered If he got the wrong idea.
You could feel a thick lump in your throat as you swallowed down and he continued on his route, leaving you staring at his back.
'That's not what I wanted to say,' you lamented as you trailed behind him, something he noticed.
Your mirroring steps had him seconds away from snapping at you, from asking you what had gotten into you because it wasn't like he invited you along.
Nor did he imply you were welcome.
Meanwhile, you struggled, wondering Why it was so difficult to offer him a simple compliment.
Sometimes you even stumbled to thank him for proper teamwork, which hadn't happened with anyone else, even when you'd been new.
It's not that he terrified you, entirely, that is.
There were other Legends that sometimes intimidated you, all for different reasons, and yet you remained composed.
"-I meant to say, you look nice," you corrected yourself, your voice softening down right from the start of your praise.
Slowly his steps stalled before he took a pause, while you felt your heart pick up its pace, suddenly feeling excited.
Why? You weren't sure.
But it was enough so, that you hadn't had much time to really think over what you were saying as you stood right behind him, at arm's length.
"You always look good, but today, it's diffrent. Today, you look..."
'He looks...' So many words hit you at once, but only one left you.
"- Handsome," the single word escaped you, and when it did, he finally looked back at you from over his shoulder.
You watched as he looked back at you, the bot taking in the slow realization that shifted your features to a more timid expression that reflected your immediate regret.
Your hands had even moved up, fingers brushing over your lips as you covered your soundless gasp.
Beneath the digits, your lower lip found itself captive between your teeth as he continued to look at you and that endearing face you continued to make.
-Handsome?
Were you teasing him?
He wondered if you were, but judging by the way your eyes looked over at him with helplessness, the consideration didn't last long.
You wouldn't do that, even if you had decided to tease him in some way, it wouldn't be like this.
This wasn't planned at all.
"Is that so?" he asked simply, and you nodded shortly,
"Yeah," you breathed.
Even if it had been so sudden to say so, it was true.
Even if you felt your face nearly melt, you owned up to it.
"hm..."
It took him a while to respond with anything more, inwardly musing over all the diffrent things he could say, ultimately deciding that he'd leave it at that for now.
Mercy was his form of gratitude, and as amusing as it was to watch you look so helpless, he'd grant you that.
Much more, he wouldn't put you through hell for complimenting him.
He'll take the praise, and with a bit of satisfaction too considering that you weren't hard to look at.
'I suppose... there's something about her,' He thought dismissively before he dropped his shoulders with a bit of defeat as he corrected himself on the matter because you weren't just easy on the eyes.
He actually viewed you as quite lovely.
He rolled his shoulders back and he stood tall before quietly turning back with a little, amused hum.
As you watched him leave, you felt your body shrink with relief, your hands slowly falling to your side as you let out a tired sigh,
"What was that about?" you wondered, asking yourself what had gotten into you. There was leftover tension in the air and you sighed at it.
And his response was just as questionable.
Which, while it had been nothing but a simple glance and humored sound, left you feeling nervous, the knotting in your stomach unbearable.
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More August 'Ballistic' Brinkman Headcanons (2)
Content disclaimer:
Fluff,
August met reader after joining the games,
Gender neutral reader,
Mention of an age gap (not detailed)
Masterlist
Requested by @maliciousmari , thank you. <3
He's British, of course his favorite pet name for you is luv. He uses it a lot, maybe a bit too much actually. He just likes calling you that, can't get enough of it!
Every chance he gets, he shows you off. Running into acquaintances? He introduces in such a sweet way that your face starts heating up. Meeting friends? He takes any chance he gets to boast about you. Interviews after winning matches? Of course he has to mention you! You're never escaping the compliments.
Don't expect much variety in tea at his mansion. He has one favorite, that's it. The cabinet dedicated to tea is filled with Earl Grey. Better get used to it. You can have your own tea cabinet if you drink tea, but you're not changing his.
He likes his things perfectly organized. If you take or move something, put it back in the same exact spot. He gets irritated if things are misplaced. Everything has its rightful place.
He takes you shopping with him. Even if you're not that interested in clothes shopping, he would drag you to countless of expensive stores just so he can see you in some fancy attires. He buys every single one of them. If you do like going shopping, he's delighted to take you every single time. Will buy you anything if it makes you happy.
If you're interested in other kinds of shopping though, he will go along with you. He will complain if it's not something high-end, but he's not judging you, he just has extremely high standards in this regard. He thinks you deserve the best of everything.
He says 'senior moment' when he forgets something, he hopes it makes you laugh, every time.
He's insecure about his age sometimes. Comfort him, he needs it. He just can't believe a lovely thing like you is willing to stay with him, not for the money, but because of genuine feelings. He's not doubting you though, he's doubting himself and his characteristics.
Call him by his middle name, Montgomery, he hates it. Tease him with it, you will definitely get a good (not in his opinion) reaction out of him. Prepare, if you're not already expecting it, for a punishment… You can also use it if you're mad at him. He will know he messed up if you're not saying it in a mischievous tone, and will try to rectify the problem as soon as he can.
Old man loves literature of almost any kind, he will read some to you if you ask. Either while you're sitting in his lap or while you're cuddling in bed. He loves doing it.
Dates with him are the fanciest thing ever. No expenses spared, he goes all out for you. Expensive food, expensive drinks, the most extravagant restaurant he can find, he will get it. There will be live music, get ready for that one.
He takes you on fancy events with him; red carpet events, special interviews, charity events. Him being a billionaire, he gets invited to many. He needs you to be there to make it more bearable for him. He adores the attention, but sometimes the fake people just get on his nerves, you have to be there to calm him down. You'll get a reward afterwards…
Morning person. Gets up early, goes through his morning self-care routine, goes down to cook breakfast, makes tea with a lot of caffeine instead of coffee. If you're not awake by then, he lets you have breakfast in bed and he brings it to you personally.
If you happen to wake up before him, he would be delightedly surprised by you making him breakfast, even if you had help from one of the MRVN butlers.
I wrote most of this while drinking tea. I really had to get in the Bri'ish spirit. 🍵
I have the urge to make NSFW headcanons for him now, this is getting out of hand-
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A part two of that Revenant oneshot I wrote for @dontbethatguy20
Hope you like it! And merry Christmas to those who celebrate!
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Days passed since you confronted Rev. You tried to avoid him for as long as you could, not wanting to accept what youd learnt or what you felt about it. But alas, the games seem to be your downfall.
"Stop getting in my line of sight for fucks sake." You grumbled, moving your sniper over so your scope was clear again. You looked down your sight, taking in a squad consisting of Bloodhound and Fuse as they looked for loot. And then your sight was disturbed by red and silver metal. "Rev! Fuck off!"
"I want you to look at me." Revenant pushed the barrel of your sniper out of the way, forcing you to look at him face to face for the first time in days. It scared you, but not in the usual "murder robot staring you down" scared, it was like the scared when you meet your crushes eyes for the first time after realizing you like them. Not that you liked Revenant like that, pfff no way.... right?
"Fuck off." Thats all you said to him before shifting your sniper over once again and looking down the scope. You zoned in on Fuse, the one who moved the least, and aimed right between the eyes.
Right as you went to take the shot, your sniper moved and you alerted the enemy squad. Bloodhound immediate pulled out their own sniper and took aim, and you had to scramble away from the ledge you were on. You took cover behind a rock, Revenant following and sitting beside you.
"Why would you do that you jerk?!" You yelled at him, assuming he was the one to nudge your gun as you shot.
"I wanted your attention. You've been ignoring me." Revenant scooted closer to you, and you scooted away in return.
"God you're like a lovesick puppy." Sighing, you strapped your sniper to your back and faced him. "Well, you've got my attention. What the fuck do you want?"
"You've been stressed, I can practically feel your heartbeat skyrocket everytime you see me." Revenant pointed out. You're face turned beet red, and you stuttered trying to come up with a response. He just stared the whole time, waiting patiently. After a while of struggle, you just sighed and turned away from him.
"Now is not the time for this conversation. Wait till the game's over." You peaked out from your cover just to come face to face with the mask that Bloodhound wore, and next second you were waking up in the medbay once again.
You had to stop getting distracted during the games. It was hard though when Revenant wouldn't let you go. You changed clothes, and opened the curtain around your bed to see that Revenant was standing in the same place as last time. He watched you as you approached, grabbing his metal hand and dragging him to your room in the big building. Sitting him down on your desk chair, you stood before him with hands on your hips.
"Look, all of this is just wrong. You shouldn't be able to love me. I shouldn't love you. We shouldnt-"
"You love me?"
It had slipped out, and you turned away from him quickly to hide your blush. You hadn't even admitted that fact to yourself, why did you just blab it to him? Curse your inability to shut up. Aw fuck it man.
"Fine, yes. I love you god damnit. I don't want to but I do. But this is wrong. We shouldn't love eachother, what will people think?" You started pacing, something you did when stressed. Revenant's eyes followed, expression blank as it always was.
"It doesn't have to be a public thing." He suggested, grabbing your hand to get you to stop pacing. You looked at him, and the realization that you loved a fucking robot hit you. It seems so stupid, so fucking stupid. How did this happen?
"But-"
"Stop." Revenant interrupted you. Again. "Stop giving me lousy excuses. We don't have to be public, we can take it slow, we don't even have to be a couple until you want to. Just let me love you."
You hesitated for a while, looking into his eyes. Somehow he had said exactly what you wanted to hear, and you relaxed a bit. Making a decision, you sighed.
"Okay. I admit it. I love you, and I want you to love me."
"Thank you."
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Thank you for reading! As always, requests help me very much and reblogs help spread my work. Doing both takes seconds, so if you want to go for it! Merry Christmas!
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octane
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Miasma pt. 4 "Spy of the Syndicate"
Caustic x fem reader
Words: 2000+
Warnings: language, threatening
A/N: enjoy <3
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You stared at the clock nervously. It was fifteen minutes to 2 am. You fiddled with a piece of paper you had mysteriously found on your pillow. You hadn't really slept well last night. It was partly because of the note and partly due to the mixed emotions the game had caused. You had taken a short nap, and the nervous feeling currently kept you awake, so there was no sign of tiredness.
Well, I guess I have to go. You crumpled the note and stuffed it into your pocket, slipping your feet into your shoes. You hadn't been to the rooftop terrace yet, but it shouldn't be hard to find. You walked to the elevator and pressed your access card against the reader. With slightly sweaty hands, you prepared to press the button for the top floor. The elevator silently took you up in the quiet, dark building, straight to the top. Stepping out into the night, you gasped at the sight. You walked straight to the edge of the terrace and let your gaze drift over the city. It was breathtakingly beautiful at night.
"Ah, how delightful! You came! " you heard a man's voice behind you. You startled and turned around. A man dressed in a suit emerged from the shadows. He had sunglasses on, even though it was nighttime. You glanced around. It was just the two of you.
"I came as requested," you replied in a calm tone, although you were nervous wreck inside. The man glanced at his wristwatch, confirming the time.
"Listen up, Specter. Let's cut to the chase", the man began digging something out of his breast pocket. Instinctively, you took a step back, feeling cautious. Who knew if this man intended to harm you. However, he simply handed you another note, a business card. You cautiously accepted it. The business card was adorned with a large X and the Syndicate logo.
"I'm from the Syndicate", the man confirmed. "And I have a mission for you."
You looked at him incredulously. A mission for you.
"Why?" you quickly asked.
"For several reasons, princess. Firstly, your skills in the game convinced us that you could be useful to us." You became even more skeptical. The game featured many good legends, one better than the other. And you were just a rookie.
"Secondly, no one knows you well yet, and you have clearly infiltrated the group quite nicely, but you're still controllable", the man continued. The conversation was taking an unpleasant turn. You didn't want to be controlled or used.
"We have one person in our sights. I've seen you spending time with him. Not many have made his acquaintance, but I think you could. You could gather information about him," 'X' continued. You sighed. You really didn't want to be in the middle here. You wanted to focus on your own stuff. What would you gain from this?
"I'm talking about Dr. Mikhail Caustic, Alexander Nox. According to what we've heard, he has had nasty plans, such as attacking Solace City with his chemicals. Now we think he has a new plan to fight against the Syndicate. We need more information", the man lit a cigar as he explained his plan to you.
"Hold on!" you stopped him. "I've not spent time with him, I don't even know the guy. Why don't you just surveil his activities yourselves? Why me?" you exclaimed. The whole idea was starting to feel unpleasant. The man didn't see the need to rush; he calmly puffed on his cigar. Eventually, he continued, his tone becoming more serious.
"Thirdly: you are involved with other legends. You can gather information that we cannot obtain. You can infiltrate Caustic's laboratory by pretending to be deeply interested in the science and other shit he does there. Dr. Caustic is cautious; we can't easily extract information from him!" The man's voice grew tense. He approached you quickly, taking brisk steps.
"Fourthly: you don't seem to have any other option because we know where your family and friends live. I doubt you want to argue with us since we won't hesitate to kill each and every one of them if you don't do as we command!"
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You laid in your room, staring at the ceiling in the darkness. Tears soaked your pillow as you tightly clenched your fists, simultaneously trying to prevent yourself from suffocating in tears.
I am so weak. I want to go home.
Now more than ever, for the first time, you realized where you were. This wasn't a children's playground. Lives were at stake here. Of course, you understood that you voluntarily participated in a bloodsport, but your loved ones shouldn't be involved. You simply had to do as you were told. Spend time with a person you despised. It wouldn't be easy, as Alexander probably didn't want you near him. Just as you didn't want him near you.
Remember, princess. He is an evil man. You're doing this for our city and the whole world.
Those were the man's last words to you. You weren't sure about anything anymore. Who was good and who was bad in this situation? 'X' was certainly not a good man, threatening your family, but were there any options? Perhaps you could truly help save the entire city from a chemical death if you assisted the Syndicate.
You decided to be strong. You decided to do what was necessary. You came here to fight and grow as a person. You had to develop mentally as well and become stronger. Because if you were weak here, nothing would save you.
Tomorrow, you would begin the operation. "Operation Miasma," as the Syndicate man had called it. You wiped the tears from your face. Tomorrow, you would track down Alexander Nox and do exactly as you were commanded. It was inevitable.
*
In the morning, you had a completely different feeling about the whole situation. You accepted the challenge bravely and gathered yourself. There was no time to cry and pity yourself. You reminded yourself once again of who you were. You weren't here for nothing. Your potential was seen in you. You were an intelligent woman and you knew where to start. According to the schedule, you had a day off, so you decided to go to the gym. Hoping to see the person you were now supposed to get to know better.
You preferred to think of yourself as a spy rather than a toy of the Syndicate. You wanted to show that you were capable of this mission and they could leave their threats behind. You packed your gym bag with determination and energy and headed towards the gym. You hadn't polished any kind of plan, but you believed that you could proceed according to the situation.
You hurried to the gym. You weren't sure if you would run into Alexander here, but your hopes were high. You immediately started stretching. It felt good after the past few days.
You completed your favorite yoga practice, which took about an hour. Still no familiar faces. Oh well. You thought and decided to head to the shower. You had to come up with another place to wait until you would meet. You didn't even know where Caustic's laboratory was. You rolled up your yoga mat and walked towards the locker room door. Suddenly, the door opened.
Unbelievable. What luck!
You almost grinned widely but kept your cool as none other than Alexander Nox walked through the door. The anxiety almost paralyzed your body, but you took a deep breath. You had to act. Alexander barely even looked at you. You were invisible to him. His arrogance made you gather your courage. That man was wicked. Evil. You had to carry out this mission.
"Doctor!" you exclaimed before he could pass you. He stopped and glanced at you unamused.
Think.
"You might be right, I'm not the most skilled legend, but I really want to be one", you cautiously looked into Alexander's eyes. He seemed like you were wasting his time. "I would like to ask you a few questions, could I, um... interview you at some point?" What the hell am I saying?
"I don't give interviews." Alexander turned to leave the situation.
"I didn't mean it that way, I need your help with something!" you stammered.
"Provide me with the specific details or context of the subject matter you are referring to", Alexander sounded tense.
"Could you teach me how to use the workspaces and show me around? I know your laboratory is somewhere there, and I don't know who else to ask."
"Why won't you bother one of your little friends, I have no interest in doing so", Alexander dryly stated and walked away, ignoring your request. Shit. Why couldn't I come up with something sensible? How on earth could you and him bond on any level? You were like night and day. There was nothing in common between you two.
You feel the boiling anger within you. You had never met another person who was so difficult to approach. No one had made your blood boil like this in a long time.
"Fine, how do you expect me to ever improve if that's your attitude? Don't complain then if you end up on the same team as me if you're so uncooperative!" you snapped so loudly that even you were surprised. Your outburst made Alexander turn around, and he took a few steps towards you. His imposing figure loomed over you, causing you to feel like shrinking.
"We are all responsible for ourselves. We all have to survive on our own in this world. Learn to cope and survive independently", Caustic said in a threatening tone, looking straight into your eyes. You didn't break eye contact for a moment. Internally, you felt threatened, but you didn't let it show.
"Very well, then... I shall escort you to the workspace and request that you never bother me again."
Well, that's not really a plan. But it helps somewhat.
Alexander walked decisively out of the gym, and you tried to keep up. He wanted to get this over with so that he would never have to listen to your complaining voice again. You were the first person who didn't seem to leave him alone here at all. You entered the elevator together, and Alexander pressed the button. Suddenly, you were reminded of that drunken evening when you had blurted out something about a dream you had seen. Your face started to flush.
You avoided looking at Alexander, but through the mirror, you saw him dressed in his gym attire, which didn't look bad on him at all. Alexander's hair was slightly messy, and he looked quite handsome at the moment. It was so strange to see Caustic in casual clothes. He didn't look like a bad person. Although he definitely was.
"Located on this floor are the workspaces, while my laboratory is situated at the end of the hallway. I advise you to stay away from there. However, workspace number 7 is currently unoccupied and available for your utilization", Alexander sounded more relaxed than before. He didn't know why he had even bothered raising his voice at you. You were just a harmless insect in his life. He didn't want to bother his head with someone like you, a little girl.
"Thank you," you said. Well, at least now you knew where the workspaces were, so that wouldn't be an issue. But how on earth could you ever have a longer conversation with Alexander? This was going to be difficult. You stepped out of the elevator and thought about taking a look at room number 7. The elevator doors closed, and Alexander disappeared from sight. You would have to refine this plan.
The empty workspace was filled with cabinets and machines. There was a large working desk and technological devices that would surely benefit you greatly in the future. You ran your finger across the dusty surface of the cabinets. Besides carrying out this operation, you would really have to focus on improving yourself in the games and upgrading your equipment. This was definitely not going to be easy.
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