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dontbethatguy20 · 2 years
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Heyyy, I was wondering ifbi could get a Octane x reader. The reader is just having a stressful night and can't fall asleep and Octane is there to help them even though we all know Octane has issues of sleeping on his own.
It can be either sfw or NSFW. I'm not judgy. Hope you have a wonderful day/night and be safe!
The night has been real stressful for you, not only did you had to work a lot today in general, it's worse you work nights, you're boss was being a total pushover. Not only that you had to deal with several rude people, even on they way home.
When you got home you saw Octane still wide awake. He was watching tv, and for once he actully seemed kinda calm. You sigh and put down your stuff. After you put down your stuff octane asks "are you ok mi amor?"
You replied "yeah, I guess, it was just a very stressful day" you rubbed your face "I'm gunna go to sleep, ok?"
"Alright, I'll be in there in just a moment"
"Ok" you say as you walk into your room and layed down, it eventually you couldn't help bit stay awake, your stressful day has caused this. You've been up for maybe an hour. So you get up and go back to the living room and saw Octane the same place you saw h before. He asked you "why arnt you asleep?"
You reply with "I just can't fall asleep"
"How about we cuddle?"
"Oh alright"softly smiled
You guys both went into the bedroom to cuddle even though it's really hard for him to sleep he wanted to at least help you sleep. After about 30 minutes you fall asleep peacefully in octane's arms.
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ficmachine · 1 year
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Bloodhound, Octane, and Pathfinder, reacting to a make reader who always hides his face? Like- always wears these pretty/badass looking masks, and one day it falls off (or maybe brakes, or they catch him without his mask) and he's the most prettiest boi they've met- and he just starts crying cuz he's afraid on how they'll react?
You don't have to reply to this if you don'twanna! Also I wanna say I love your work! Your really talented ^^
Please keep up the great work!!
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Bloodhound/Octane/Pathy x Masc Reader. (Mask-wearing self-conscious reader)
Style: Intro + Headcanons
Wordcount: 1.8k (1808 to be exact)
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People get curious. People ask. Not everyone, of course, but those who ask about why you cover your face usually prod to the point it gets uncomfortable. The amount of people – Your “fans” as they call themselves - who blow it out of proportion, make you paranoid about someone pushing it too far.
They're terrifying, especially when they obsess over something. You'd think you would have more than enough shit to deal with as a legend but no, this is a whole different can you don't want to crack open.
Regardless, whether it's just for your own comfort or just because you like looking cool is nobody's damned business.
You have your own reasons. That should be enough.
But bad fortune was going to catch up to you at some point or other, you suppose.
The stray bullet that scraped the side of your face was close, way too close - fear washes over you like a bucket of ice cold water.
Ducking under cover with your heart leaping to your throat you touch your cheek with a hiss – red smeared over your glove – and curse under your breath. Shit. Not good but at least you're not out in the open. Taking a deep breath you grip your gun tighter, chest heaving up and down as your eyes lock with your teammate.
“I'm fine.” You dismiss their concern quickly, pressing the inside of your sleeve to your face to stop the bleeding as you peek out from behind the wall. You can't pinpoint the shooter, neither can you sense any movement out in the open. Sucking in a breath you take cover again, back against the cold concrete wall and gun clutched to your chest. “Can't see them.”
Looking back at your partner your brows furrow. They're staring. Is the wound that bad? You pull your sleeve away to see the bleeding eased up and heave a sigh, breath visible in the cold weather.
“What-”
Your eyes catch the sight of your face-mask on the ground.
Oh.
Quicker than you can process your free hand snaps to your face. Panic engulfs your form all over again – eyes shooting up to your teammate to find them still staring – they definitely saw. Your head spins, heart hammering as your throat goes dry.
Ah.
Okay.
This is probably the worst time to panic. And cry? Are you really going to cry over this? Right now? In the middle of the field?
Fuck.
Bloodhound -
If there's anyone out there who'd understand the panic you're experiencing now, it's them. They wouldn't want anyone to see their face, especially in the middle of the battlefield.
Bloodhound knows better than to stare. Even if they caught a glimpse of your face they respectfully avert their gaze, focusing on the incoming fight instead.
They've seen you come out of fights with much worse scrapes, but when you hesitate so do they.
Minding to keep their eyes off you, they grab your mask off the ground and hold it up to you without a word.
Thankfully there's nobody around, nor are there any cameras close enough to your cover.
They keep watch over you while you fix the mask back onto your face the best you possibly can, and only when you're done do they look at you.
Noticing your trembling form they try their best to soothe you, resting their hand on your arm and giving it a small squeeze. “Stay with me, félagi fighter. The fight is not over yet.”
As empathetic as they are, they can't do anything but bring your focus back to the battle.
It's hard to get a grip on your panic – eyes blurry and ears ringing, you're disorientated and zoned out - but you know you have to. It's either pushing your feelings to the side to deal with them later, or risking dying.
Bloodhound keeps a hand on your arm until you're calm enough to stand and move. Eyes locking with yours you give them a nod, a thanks, and their whole form relaxes some.
“Good. Let's move, myndarlegur. It is not safe here.”
Carefully they lead you out of the danger zone and towards somewhere quieter.
They keep an eye on you throughout the rest of the game, both out of concern and interest.
Whether or not the two of you win doesn't matter. As soon as the game's over and you're free to go Bloodhound checks up on you. They don't bring up whether or not they've seen your face, and with how they're acting you're not entirely sure they did, but if you need to they let you lean on their shoulder as the panic from the day's events catch up to you.
Octane -
Unlike Bloodhound, Octane's a bit too stunned to snap his gaze away from you in time. When your eyes lock he tenses, feeling like he was caught red handed over something he wasn't ever supposed to see.
How can he look away though? Have you seen your face? That's... A dumb question, but he's seen it now too! And MAN, he looked away more out of bashfulness than anything else.
His heart leaps to his throat when he forces out a laugh to dismiss the situation, clicking his tongue. “Ai, amigo, you gotta be more careful. Custom masks like that are a bitch to replace.”
Shaking his head he hands you the mask, frowning when he notices how badly its broken. There's no way you can put it back on.
The realisation draws over you the same second and suddenly it's much harder to breathe than before.
With your vision spinning you lean back on the wall heavily, knees almost buckling under you while the gun slips out of your hand and falls to the ground with a clatter. A vague wave of pain passes through you when you grip your face too hard but you're too zoned out to care.
One moment your vision is spinning, the other you feel fingers prying your hand away from your face. Then, you're staring at maskless Octane grinning his stupid grin at you while he makes sure his own mask sits comfortably on your lower face.
He dismisses you when you ask why, waving his hand in the air as if it was nothing.
“What are friends for, huh? Besides, we have a game to win. Can't have you distracted while we kick ass!”
And kick ass you do.
Sure, he looks kinda dumb with just his goggles and head covered, but with the air filter built in this mask it's much more comfortable to breathe than in your own.
After the game is over Octavio sticks to you like glue, both to check in on you and to let you know you can keep the mask until you can replace yours.
Like hell you're gonna give it back. You're keeping it and he's more than okay with that.
Pathfinder -
Pathfinder, sweet, helpful Pathfinder, notices your mask is gone quicker than you notice your bleeding. Fortunately, he's also the quickest one to jump into action.
“Careful, friend! Faces aren't meant to be shot through.”
You're panicked and shaking, covering your face, and the last thing on his mind is your face. He's focusing on double-checking nobody's near before looking back to you and holding out a medkit to you.
He enjoys looking at your face, of course, so he doesn't look away until you turn away and it finally clicks in his head that you're probably uncomfortable. After all, some people like having their face covered and you happen to be one of those people.
Looking around he pinpoints your mask and dusts it off, holding it up to you.
Noticing you're not moving and your eyes are leaking he tilts his head to the side, only realising you're having a panic attack when his thumb feels the pulse in your wrist.
“Oh no, this isn't good. Don't worry, I've got you.” Immediately his attitude changes from cheerful to deeply worried, and he's wriggling the medkit out of your hand to grab you and get the two of you out of the open.
Thankfully, he holds you close to his chest while he grapples to the safety of the indoors – locking the doors and setting you down in the corner – to make sure no cameras can catch a glimpse of you.
Once inside he rummages through the kit to patch you up, giving you a heads up at the incoming sting loud enough to get through your brain haze so you can brace yourself for it.
With that done he gets to work on fixing your mask up the best he can – he's not great at it but he can get a few strong stitches in quick enough before you need to get moving again.
“There, just like new – only slightly torn.” He beams at you.
By the time he's done you're staring at him openly, eyes dried, mind still foggy but you're grounded enough to bring yourself back into the present. You've been staring at him all throughout and if he noticed he didn't say anything. You're grateful for it.
Pathfinder hands you the mask and you shakily put it on, gasping when he ruffles your head to ground you further.
“Do you need another minute or are you feeling well enough to keep going? We always can outrun the ring with my zip-line, so don't worry about that.”
You let him know you need another minute, and he nods before walking off to double-check if it's still safe in the building. Once he's back he looks at you, head tilting to the left while a question mark pops up on his chest monitor.
“I do have a question for you, friend.”
Your mouth runs dry. There it is-
“Are you alright?” You blink up at him, genuinely expecting him to ask about your mask or why you wear it. Instead, he continues, “I'm sure we can forfeit if you need to leave. Your well-being matters more to me than winning.”
Your heart swells, both with anxiety and appreciation, but you ultimately shake your head from side to side, letting him know you just need another moment.
You might not win, but with a friend like Pathfinder, who's willing to give up winning just to make sure you're okay? You're gonna have to make sure he knows how much he means to you.
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cryptonite-exe · 2 years
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the funniest thing about revenant is how this motherfucker really believed humans can casually climb a hundred story building
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1-800-c0sm1c · 1 year
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꒰win it all !꒱
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to build hype around the new season, your arrival to the games was kept a secret up until it went live, and some legends had more notable reactions than others.
character x legend!reader
includes crypto, octane, and mirage !
a/n : im sorry ive been gone but look i made you some contenttttt daddy made you your favorite open wide 🥳. im noticing a severe lack of apex fanfics rn so here is my contribution 🤲.
warnings : mentions of stalking (average crypto behavior), drugs (average octane behavior), & mentions of hooking up (you guessed it, average mirage behavior).
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CRYPTO // TAEJOON PARK: 
crypto doesnt like surprises, period. its one thing if its mediocre like a birthday party, but a whole person was hidden under his nose and he had no idea? unacceptable.
in summary, youve shattered his ego simply from your presence. not cool.
hes not really known for looking approachable either, so unless youve got the balls or stupidity to talk to him, hell keep to himself and sulk. this sets back any plans he had in the back of his mind by a whole season.
when you introduce yourself to him on the dropship he practically ignores you, acting as if anything else is more interesting than this small talk.
"hi im y/n, ive heard a lot about you from mirage. nice to meet you!" he rolls his eyes, witt is always one to blabber about others.
you scoff at his response, "dont expect me to be as open and idiotic as elliott." he almost adds you to that list, but holds back on it. if anything lifeline has told him holds weight, you could be useful to get information from the syndicate.
"im crypto by the way." he continues, if he plays his cards right you could almost be worth his time.
getting paired with you and mirage was almost comical, its as if the games were trying to make his life as hard as possible.
you got along annoyingly well with mirage, but you seemed more hesitant when it came to crypto, which was truly bothered him. (it was not jealousy at all. he was not jealous whatsoever. nope, definitely not.)
hes struggling to interact with you, like he does with most of the other legends, but youre a different case due to how useful you could be to him. thats usually the reasoning he uses when he racks his brain for ideas to come across less mean without irreparably ruining his reputation.
as if his prayers had been answered, a few hours after your first game you appear in the doorway to his room with a piece of high tech equipment in your hand. but your expression is different from how it was before. you appear upset, how can you be angry with him already? youve barely interacted!
if you want to be pissy, so can he. "can i help you? he asks, annoyance in his voice. "im almost sure you can, brilliant hacker." you drop the equipment in front of him on his desk, distracting him from his current project. he scowls. "what exactly am i looking at here?" you roll your eyes. "you tell me, this is clearly yours right? found it in my room." 
he examines the object, looks like a hidden camera. "ive never seen this before, if you want me to fix it call someone else, im not tech support." he pushes it to the side, but youre not having it. "nuh-uh, you cant brush this off. i know youve created the cameras used to record the games, this has to be your tech!"
so you think hes stalking you? thats a good idea honestly, he wish he had thought of it first. "just because i created those doesnt mean i also designed this. looks like someone else wants to keep an eye on you. got anyone in mind?" you pause for a moment, letting his words sink in. why cant it just be an open and shut case?
"i have no idea, i just got here! is anyone else even knowledgeable enough to design something like this?" he shrugs. "looks can be deceiving." "will you at least help me figure out whos stalking me?" he wants to say no. he knows its bad news, especially for someone like him to get involved in. but its a great opportunity to get closer to you. closer to his end goal, and despite it truly not being the only reason, he decides its good enough for him. "i guess i can make time, tell me about your interactions since youve joined." 
from this point on, you and crypto get much closer, it feels like he knows everything about you. (maybe he does honestly 💀.)
but you can tell hes getting frustrated when it comes to the hidden camera, and you cant help but feel like a nuisance. 
on the surface, crypto looks like you are whats stressing him out. why hes angrier than usual, why hes drowning himself in his work. and in a way thats true, but not exactly.
in reality, hes more worried for your safety. your arrival was an entire surprise, so how could someone have infiltrated your room to begin with? he cant figure it out, and almost entirely forgets the original reason he wanted to get to know you. 
its no longer a matter of getting information, that can wait. he has all season after all. but someone else trying to watch you? he wont tolerate it, and wants it to be the first thing thats fixed, he likes you much better when youre not paranoid, not like him.
OCTANE // OCTAVIO SILVA:
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HYPED!!! another legend is always exciting to octane, even more so when he gets lucky enough to be paired with them.
octavio can be a bit much at times, but you match his energy almost perfectly! 
dedication to the apex games, and genuinely having a great time, not finding him annoying??? he should ask if youre into hard drugs too at this point.
anyone who goes up against the two of you on a team together should fear for their lives. octane swears hes never had so much fun in a match before. (almost as much fun as id have if kings canyon was in the map rotation this season ☹.)
theres a voice in the back of his head that he cant shake, telling him youre someone sent from the syndicate to mess with him, or maybe something worse.
he doesnt want to risk making you upset with him (like some other legends) so he reluctantly keeps these thoughts to himself, but due to his online personality being so similar to his real self, you almost immediately notice a change.
you decide to confront octane after the match, and originally he completely disregards your questions.
"what are you on about, compadre? im fine, really!" but youre not having it, and octane knows youre not going to drop this so easily.
"i just cant help but think this isnt how you usually act outside of games." you shrug when he asks for your reasoning of pressing on. "well how would you know? you just got here." he chuckles. "which i think is exactly why youre hiding things from me. i understand though, its hard to trust someone you just met. i only had an outsiders perspective up until a few hours ago."
"thats exactly whats so scary about you amigo. you seem like youre some fuckin syndicate spy!" "why? because we get along?" octane sighs. maybe having a legend who understands him is a bad thing. its easier to justify someone who hates him, theres plenty reason to. but like him? enjoy his company? hes confused, to say the least.
hes frantically reaching for one of his stims, if his mind is going to be racing so frantically, the rest of his body might as well do the same. "lets leave this here for now, yeah? ive got some videos to film!" he gets up quickly, but stops dead in his tracks when you offer to help him with his stunts. he whips around back over to you. "you sure?" you nod with a smile that might make him more energetic than any stim could. "alright cmon cmon cmon! i hope you known how to hold a camera, if you miss any good shots im gonna be pissed!"
rumors start about octanes elusive camera operator, all kinds of misinformation spreads too, some of it crazier than others. 
you personally find it funny, sometimes tempting the viewers by almost flipping it around to show your face, but youre stopped by octane and his ridiculously fast reflexes everytime.
"hey hey amigo no need to ruin the mystery! plus you totally just didnt film that awesome stunt i just did! what am i paying you for!?" 
you try your best to stop yourself from laughing, but at this point youre sure it must be obvious its you behind the camera, youre just going along with the "mystery" because octane asked you to by whispering in your ear that it "increases his interaction" or whatever influencer bullshit. (you were more focused on his voice than what he was saying tbh 🧍.)
the other legends are sick of you two at this point, and are just about ready to expose the "secret" to get octane to shut up 😭. when i say you guys are always together doing stupid shit i mean ALWAYS!!
MIRAGE // ELLIOTT WITT:
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a flirt wbk. expect to be invited to lots of yacht parties.
mirage is known to have a very welcoming aura, and you noticed this the second you first interacted on the dropship. (anyone wanna take me out? come find me 🤭.)
you guys are on the same team for tdm, and he is almost constantly by your side.
someone sneaks up behind you? hes already sending a decoy their way so you can get the upper hand.
in case you miss? no worries, hes right behind you with pinpoint accuracy. (talk about a great first impression.)
you guys absolutely crushed the opposite team 50-15, and mirage hurriedly rushes over to you the second the match is concluded to invite you to his celebration party that night.
youre more surprised he has the energy to still keep going after such an intensive match, and you barely get the chance to say maybe before hes walking away excitedly.
uh, actually i might sit this one out-" "cool, cool, cool. ill see you tonight!"
lets just say things get… interesting on the mirage a trois 😀.)
you hooked up on the boat okay, youre not the first (and might not be the last either.)
parties werent necessarily your thing, but after elliott had practically won the game for you today, you figured showing up was the least you could do to return the favor. you were honestly just hoping the yacht didnt blow up like youd heard about his other ones doing…
you arrive way later than everyone else in hopes that you arent the first person there, but your current situation is almost just as awkward as everyone assumes you managed to get lost on your way here. (as if you could miss mirages yacht if you tried…) however, you probably did look just as lost as everyone assumed you were while trying to find mirage in the sea of decoys and other party guests.
when you finally stop getting bamboozled and find the real mirage, you try to explain you were only stopping by out of politeness, but hes not having any of it. "what do you mean youre leaving already? weve gotta make up for all the partying time lost while you werent here!" he hands you a drink and leads you to a table with crypto and wattson, who seem to have just had an… important conversation interrupted with your presence.
"if theres anyone you wanna get to know in the games, other than me of course, these are the legends!" youre almost amazed at how mirage chooses to ignore the awkward atmosphere hes created, and manages to smooth it over in record time as well. crypto looks as annoyed as ever, meanwhile wattson attempts her best at a conversation with the group, and you almost wish you never showed up in the first place.
‘almost’ is the key word here, you knew deep down you didnt really have anywhere else to be, and going along with whatever such an attractive legend says was surely better than staying in your dorm room and missing out on a night of fun. which is exactly why when elliott leaned closer to your ear and said something that definitely wasnt pg-friendly, you downed your drink and made quick goodbyes to his friends before leaving to a secluded area of the yacht with the party host himself. 
i think by now the other legends are just waiting for you two to finally announce theres something between you. 
everyone, and i mean everyone seems to know, and i swear rampart is one more flirtatious comment away from exposing your corny asses during the next match.
however, youre hesitant. youre still incredibly new to the games, isnt it odd for things to be moving so fast?
sure, elliott is great, but you cant help but have an anxious feeling in your stomach, and making the mistake of looking at comments online surely isnt helping either.
mirage noticed your shift in behavior immediately, hes been around you more than any of the other legends, and he expects to be the first to hear of whats troubling you (if youre okay with it, of course).
he might not seem like it at first glance, but mirage really is a great listener. despite your first impressions of him making him out to be well… a party-loving flirt, he has so many more layers to him than whats on the surface level.
when he gets serious, hes not cracking his usual jokes, although hes still got his awkward charm. 
"i just… feel like were moving too fast. its only been a month since ive joined the game after all…"
he thinks for a moment before responding calmly, "well i mean, if you wanna take things slower, all you had to do was ask. besides we have all the time in the world! as long as you dont have some secret plan to leave the games or something, than were fine!" you smile at him.
okay, maybe he does still joke a little bit, put i promise its fine in context 😭😭.
can you tell i like crypto (especially jealous crypto) a totally normal amount 😦 totally not inspired by the mcc song by derivakat 🫶
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My New Addiction Pt. 2
Octane x Fem! Reader!
Part one link at the bottom!
Again lmk if the Spanish is off at all, my Spanish knowledge isn’t the best👉🏼😎👉🏼
Once again, mutual pining, slow painful burn of a romance, awkward flirts, etc.
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I hope you enjoy! 💚 if you have ideas or suggestions on how this goes feel free to message me!
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Octavio was in his room trying to mentally prep himself for having to see you looking nice, not that you didn’t look nice all the time but nicer than usual. We’re you going to wear a dress? A skirt? Pants? What you were gonna wear was gonna kill him as long as it wasn’t plain weird but he figured that wasn’t your style anyways. You didn’t love the spotlight like he did, he kind of liked that about you. He heard a knock on his door and it was none other than Loba, an odd guest right before an event.
“Oh! Hey Lolo, what can I do for you?” He asked with a grin, mask in hand. Loba smiled at him
“Hey speedy, could I borrow a shirt of yours? Pretty please? I need a button up.” She winked, this only confused him, Loba literally had the biggest closet out of the entire crew and she needed a shirt? From him? As confused as he was he shrugged and threw over a smaller silk button up of his that he hardly wore. “Knock yourself out.” She waved and thanked Octavio as she walked away, leaving him to get ready.
What he didn’t know what Loba was styling you for today, you weren’t the most savvy when it came to dressing super nice so naturally you went to the style master herself. She went to your room and threw the shirt at you. You catching it and lookin’ at it. “OooOo! It’s like the perfect green too. You really have nice stuff Loba.” You complimented and she waved her hand to disregard the quality of the item. “Oh please. This hardly sees the light of day, beautiful.” She wasn’t wrong but she did leave out the fact that it was Octavio’s shirt. She styled the button up to just hang off your shoulder, you wearing a black lace bralette underneath, her adding on a few gems to add a subtle glam element on the dainty lace. Pairing this with black satin dress pants. Finishing it with a black belt and heels.
“I’m not the best in heels I’ll be honest.” You admit and she laughs softly.
“You’ll be next to Octavio, he’ll catch you if you stumble I’m sure.” She winked at you, causing a soft blush to creep onto your cheeks. See how these things work is basically each team gets interviewed after a short ‘red carpet’ type entrance. Most of the time the teams coordinate a little to make the pictures more appealing so that’s why you were looking for a green aspect of the outfit. Loba sighed and placed her hand on her forehead. “Ugh, I should’ve asked if he had a spare mask. Oh well.” She threw down her staff, causing her black market to pop up. Quickly going in and finding a mask that worked with the outfit and snatched it from his room, then some goggles and swiftly closing it. “I doubt he noticed. He’s probably playing music.” She grinned devilishly and you couldn’t help but laugh a little.
“We’ll as long as I give it back I guess.” You shrugged the blatant stealing and just left it alone. It wasn’t a big deal anyhow. You finished the outfit with pining the goggles to your styled hair, it was left down but it was curled. (if you have curly hair it was just styled slightly). Loba did a dark green Smokey eye with some silver on the inner corner, putting on lashes and a dark red lip to finish it off. Highlighter on your high points and she smiled. “My my, aren’t you pretty?” She cupped your face. “Speedy is gonna lose it.” She teased and said goodbye so she could get ready. She usually had a team of people to make it quick for her, she was sought after for pictures so she was at a higher standard than the others.
You did another once over on yourself, you felt really attractive for once. You smiled a little and added a little subtle necklace and a few rings to accent everything. Taking a few selfies to post later you finally heard the announcement to get to your vehicles to depart. You started making your way to the pick up, where everyone was at. A few whistles and some of the girls complimenting you as you arrived. Even though you’ve been here a little while you hadn’t had a conference that asked specifically for more formality. You personally hadn’t had a duo’s match until now so you figured that was why. Natalie walked over to you, wearing an beautiful blue dress, modest. Her hair out, showing off her golden locks. “Wow! You look exquisite!” She complimented and gave you a hug, she was such a sweetheart when she wasn’t in a match, she was a menace to go up against sometimes. She had been teamed up with Anitta, an unlikely duo but they didn’t do bad. Loba strutted to the pickup and wrapped her arm around you. “Thank you, this is my work.” She announced proudly. “She’ll be the bell of the ball.” She air kisses your cheek, to not ruin the mask you were wearing.
Ajay giggled a bit and looked around for a certain green haired fella, not seeing him yet. “Silva is gon’ enjoy the eye candy for sure.” Everyone knew you had a crush on this man by now, except him. You made small talk with everyone until you heard a family mechanical footstep. Everyone kind of naturally covered you, Gibby being the main wall. Octavio waved. “Sorry sorry! I couldn’t get this tie on.” He looked at everyone and watched as they parted away for him to finally see you. Thank the Gods he was wearing his goggle and mask combo or else you would’ve seen his face heat up in a unsuspected blush, that was his shirt. His shirt. On your body. “Dios mio…” he breathed out, poor guy didn’t know how to react, he just stared a bit. Ajay snapped her fingers. “Say something ya’ stupid boy.” His gaze snapped to her and back to you before finally speaking. “Wow! How lucky am I to have such an attractive teammate! The fans are gonna love this!” He rushed over to your side, pulling out his phone to snap some selfies. A few other legends peeking in a few of the shots. Soon everyone’s individual rides pulled up and everyone started to pile into their assigned car. Octavio reached and opened the door and gestured for you to enter first. “Pretty ones first.” He did and over exaggerated bow as you passed by, causing you to laugh. He followed you in and plopped into his seat. Once the doors were closed and you two were off he rubbed the back of his neck. “So that’s why Lolo needed a shirt huh?” He asked, you looked at him confused. “What? No she had this… right?” Looked at him and he shook his head. “Nope, that’s mine. She asked for it while I was gettin’ ready. Also… is the mask and goggles mine too?” He asked through a chuckle. You flushed a bit pink and laughed awkwardly. “O-oh! I didn’t know this shirt was yours, no wonder it was the perfect green. Yeah these are yours too, she used her market to snatch them.” You tattled, “I was gonna give them back though! Don’t worry.” You explained and felt awkward now, looking at your outfit. Did you look okay in his clothes? Was it weird?
Octavio shrugged and put both hands behind his head, leaning back into the seat. “Meh, you should keep it. Looks better on you anyways. The shirt I mean, the mask and goggles are my thing.” He looked at you and winked, causing your heart to skip a little. Trying desperately to not show how bashful you were feeling by his compliments. You soon saw him sit back up quickly, grabbing his phone again. Turning towards you, “look at my teammate everyone! Isn’t she la mas linda?!” You laugh and try covering his phone. “What does that mean!! Are you making fun of me you jerk?!” You tease and he shakes his head, looking at you, through the goggles. “No I said aren’t you the prettiest.” You stop moving and your face was radiating heat now. “I- oh shut up.” You laugh it off and return to sitting normally, your heart beating rapidly. “He acts like he doesn’t get to see Loba everyone something like this happens!” You grin, pulling down your mask. “Maybe he has a crush on me huh? Tease him about it for me will ya?” You say to the phone. Not knowing if he was live-streaming or just recording this. He laughed and soon turned the phone around, showing he was just recording it on his phone, he switched it to pictures and took a few more photos. He liked pictures. The more to post the better. “Ok! Now just ignore me for a second, look out the window. Model for me real quick.” He chuckled. Not expecting you to do it with ease. He had never seen you model, okay it saw you do it for your Legend photos but those don’t count! He hadn’t seen you model like this. Your legs were crossed and you had you phone in your hand, looking down at it, hand in hair like you were leaning onto it. His eyes lingered on your frame, seeing how well the clothes outlined your body. How his hands wanted to dance along your skin, if you looked this good in clothing how would you look without them? Quickly attempting to shut down the thoughts running rampant he snapped one photo, one was plenty for him. “Wow.” He whispered and smiled, snapping back into the fun, unbothered Octane. “Nice!! Now one of me!” You laugh a bit more and take a picture or two for him.
He sure did love his fans. He was always doing something for them it seemed. Daring stunts someone requested, replying to some letters even. He was a really sweet guy to his fans. It was cute to see. The conversation was typical the rest of the way, fun and weird at points. Soon the car stopped, in line to drop you off at the entrance of the carpet. You breath and look in the mirror to make sure you looked alright. Octane looking over at you double checking yourself. He whispered something and you looked over, catching him just gazing at you. “Tavi?” You ask as you pull up the mask. “A-ah! Haha! Don’t worry about how you look, you look fine!! Let’s go out there and show them the best team ever. That didn’t win but we’re totally the coolest!!” He was so enthusiastic and you loved it. You smile and give a nod, waiting for your turn.
The car stopped and Octane opened the door, exiting first. “Heyyyy!!!” He said all excited before stepping to the side and offering his hand to you. “C’mon hermosa.” You take his hand and exit, placing a hand in your pocket and putting on your model face for the pictures. You wave to people and you both make your way to the main carpet. Posing for some individual photos you soon felt a hand snake around your waist, you looked over and it was Octane, still posing. Your heart raced again and you leaned into him, following his vibe. There was a couple ‘serious’ ones and the rest were you two throwing up peace signs and rock on signs, he picked you up once, putting you on one of his shoulders effortlessly. You laughed and took off the mask, sticking your tongue out and laughing. Once off the carpet it was on to questions.
The whole thing was over awhile later and it was time to go get dinner with everyone at the bar. You had the mask off entirely at this point, putting it in your back pocket and Octavio was doing the same, he had gone to the bar to get a drink in him before he had to socialize with you again. Walter (fuse) walked up to the bar and watched as Tavi’ downed a strong shot. “Whoa there, tough day or somethin’ mate? You aren’t one for shots usually.” He asked as the bartender fixed his drink. Octavio shook his head. “No, nothing like that amigo, just…” he sighed and Walter chuckled. “Is ya little lady crush lookin’ a little too nice for ya?” He asked as he sipped a bit of his drink. Octavio groaned and looked at him “Is it that obvious?! Damn…” the two share a laugh and Walter leaned on the bar. “Listen mate, good ole Fitzroy has had his fair share of…eh well, partners. What I’ve learned is that it’s best to at least make your feelin’s known.” Octane looked at him like he was crazy. “Hey now you don’t gotta do a whole confession of love and shit, but Yaknow. Flirt it up, make her blush. See how she reacts. Trust me you’ll know if she ain’t interested.” He patted his pals back before walking off to join his partner Bloodhound.
Tavi sighed and ordered a drink to have while hanging out. That’s when you walked in, looking as sexy as ever. He watched as you greeted everyone that was nearby and Ajay gestured towards the bar. You smile seeing Tavi already over there, you thanked her and made your way over. “Hey Tavi! Some of the pics are already posted online, look!” You pulled out your phone and showed him some of the shots the press had taken of you two, gosh you looked good together. “Hey! That’s rad! Look at my face in that one!!” He laughed and so did you. “Tavi, you can’t see your face, Fuckin’ dork!” He made an ‘oops’ face and shrugged. “Eh, whatever. Want a drink?” He asked and you nodded. You order your favorite drink and wait for it to be made. You also needed a drink to listen up around Octavio looking so dashing. You figured you hadn’t said anything about he looks so now was as good as ever. “Yaknow, you look pretty hot ya self speedy.” He was mid drink when you stated this, he damn near choked. He chuckled, playing it off as well as he could. “Oh~? You think so huh? Are you falling for me, Chica?” He wiggled his eyebrows and you laughed as you got your drink handed to you. “Don’t know Silva. Show me some dance moves and I’ll figure it out.” You leave a subtle flirt as you saunter off to Loba, who was the one that encouraged a flirt or two to be dropped, along with Ajay who knew how dense her friend could be. Speaking of Ajay, Octavio basically chugged his drink after that interaction and rushed over to her. “Che. Talk. Now.” Was all that was said before he dragged her off into an empty hall.
“What Silva? You can’t go draggin’ me off like that without a good reason so what’s goin’ on hm?” She asked a little annoyed at his sudden actions.
“Che, you’re a girl.” She almost looked offended.
“Yeah..?”
“And I may or may not have a crush, on a girl” he halfway admitted.
“You do have a crush but go on.”
“And I- hey. Anyways. I think she just flirted with me. What do I do?” Poor boy was so nervous. He’s had a couple one night stands but those were with fans who made it very clear that they wanted him. Ajay looked slightly amused. “Oh you poor thing, okay. Tell me what happened.” She listened to Octavio reenact the interaction between you two, word for word. She rolled her eyes at how obvious the flirt was and smiled a bit. “What are you, stupid? She wants you to dance with her, boy!! Now stop talkin to me and go! Don’t be creepy either!”
With that he was pumped. There was a chance. You don’t flirt with anyone so that had to be a sign right?? He could feel the liquid courage coursing through him and it was giving him a rush of excitement. “Oi! Hermosa, let’s dance.” He held out his hand and you smiled taking it and having him lead you to the dance floor. There were already a handful of friends out on the floor, along with some higher ups from the conference from earlier. You and Octavio danced as club music was playing through the speakers. You started out just dancing facing each other, bumping and lip syncing to the music together. Loba gathered the girls Natalie, Tressa, Ramya and her girlfriend Kairi to the dance floor to, give you hand. Loba entered your little circle and started dancing behind you, taking place a man. Hands on your hips and dancing close, “you should dance like this with a certain someone.” She said next to your ear. “Let me help.” She continued to dance with you until she suddenly left and a new body took her spot, that person was Octavio. He kept his hands to himself, just kind of side stepping to the song. “Hey.” He said, looking at you. There was a moment before he grabbed your waist and started dancing with you, he was Hispanic and his hips only proved that. He wasn’t grinding but you could see his movements.
Fuck it
You closed the distance, pressing against him and dancing with him, reaching up behind you and putting your hand behind his head as you danced. His hands remained respectful, not wandering. Although you wished he would. “Chica’s got dance moves!” He shouted over the music and you smirked, turning to face him and body rolling on him slowly. “Only with people I like.” You also had some liquid courage flowing. He continued to grip your hips and matched your energy, he wasn’t a stranger to dancing flirty. Getting lost in the music and crowd you danced with him for what felt like forever until it was time to eat. Renee coming into the dance floor and fetching the girls, including you. Didn’t give you much of a chance to object or say anything before being dragged off, this was planned. Leave him wanting more type of thing. Soon one of the guys came to wrangle the rest of the boys and meet up at their private table.
Octavio planned on sitting by you and continuing the flirtation but you had people on either side of you, the seat across from you was free though so he snagged that. It was two long tables by each other with an array of food on each of them. Octavio didn’t waste much time I’m getting food on his plate, a little bit of everything and extra of the things he liked. Small talk and casual conversation was heard as everyone was eating, Octavio glancing at you from time to time and you doing the same, anytime you two caught each other you’d just flash a soft smile his way and continue with whatever conversation you were having. That was basically the dinner, you two didn’t get to talk much, not just because everyone was talking to everyone but you two both didn’t know what to really say. There was always the ride back from the bar though. It wasn’t too far.
With dinner finished you all chatted at the tables a little while longer, laughter and camaraderie seeping out of every window. You enjoyed this. Everyone here were pals, of course they didn’t ALL get along all the time. Revenant and Ash were a tough duo to ‘befriend’ and anyone would say they put up with everyone else most of the time. It was finally time to leave, the vehicles lined up outside for everyone to get in. Octavio tapped your shoulder before you could leave. “Hey, wanna walk back? I’m not ready to end the night just like that!! I still got a buzz.” He laughed a bit and against your better judgement you agreed. “Hah! Okay Tavi, we can walk back.” You said happily. He rushed and told your driver that he didn’t have to worry about you two and began to walk back to the legends precinct. Octavio for once wasn’t taking pictures of snagging videos. He was just walking along side you, of course he would jump occasionally over things and maybe add a flip in there. But for Octane, he was pretty chill. “So, hermosa. What did you think of your first fancy shmancy after party thing?” He asked and you grinned. “Oh it was a lot of fun, I don’t get to get dolled up much, especially now. Just doesn’t make sense. I’m gonna get all sweaty and probably bleed most days so why try?” You laugh a bit and he joins in. “Yeah, those typically aren’t my favorite, it takes a lot of work to even put a tie on, takes too long Yaknow?” You nod, a smile just resting on your lips. “I did enjoy dancing with you though, that was a lot of fun.” You looked up at him as he walked backwards in front of you, he tripped a little when you said that and he laughed. “Yeah! I didn’t know you could move like that! I mean I knew that were good at moving in matches but that’s totally different. It was hot!” He blurted out and he realized what he said and made an ‘oh shit’ face. Wide eyes and awkward smile. You felt a soft heat on your face and you laughed a little. “Oh yeah, I’m so hot…it’s all thanks to Loba’s hard work.” You looked down as you walked, you weren’t the most confident in your appearance but you learned to just be content with it most days. You didn’t realize Octavio stopped walking and you bumped into him, you looked up at him confused. “Don’t say that, I think you’re very pretty, even without all the frills.” Well you couldn’t hide the blush on your cheeks after that statement. You just let out an awkward chuckle and avoided his eyes, “I-.. uh well thanks. I appreciate it.” He didn’t move, he just stood in front of you. There was a long pause and you finally looked back up at him, his eyes locked onto your frame. “I didn’t lie when I said I had the most attractive teammate today.” You weren’t ready to accept all these compliments while he was so close to you. “Okay okay! What’s got you so affectionate, the booze?” You tease, playfully pushing him away and walking passed. Octavio was trying so hard to make it obvious that he liked you without having to say it directly, usually he could tell anyone anything pretty bluntly but with this he couldn’t find the words. He was stuck in his head until he heard you wince slightly. He turned around and saw your poor feet in those heels. “Oh man! I bet your feet hurt! I didn’t even think about that, lo siento.” You couldn’t even respond before you saw Octavio kneel in front of you, back facing you. “Hop on! All aboard the Octrain!” You couldn’t help but accept his offer, you climb onto his back and he once again lifts you up effortlessly. “Woo! Let’s go!” Was all that was said before you had to cling on for dear life, the man took off in a sprint, even without a stim he was fast as hell.
With that speed it was no time that you guys were back at the precinct and heading up to your rooms. He didn’t allow you to walk anymore until you were safely back in your room. Once to your door he slid you off his back and did a few hops “That was fun!” He smiled wide and you grinned looking up at him. “Thanks Tavi, you didn’t have to do that.” He shook his head “Hey, I’m the one who asked to walk! It’s my fault I didn’t think of your torture devices on your feet.” You both laugh and you nod “Yeah, fuckin’ hate heels.” You admit “But damn they do wonders to the legs.” You strike a pose and he did too, sharing yet more laughter as you turned the knob of your door. You didn’t want to end it yet but it was getting late. “Well , I had fun today thanks to you. I hope we get paired up again soon.” He put his hands in his pockets and nodded. “Yeah, me too, chica.” He rubbed the back of his neck watching you enter your room,
“Night Tavi.”
“G’night y/n.”
With a click of your door shutting you slid to the floor, biting your lip. You had to tell him sooner or later. Today really tested you on not just kissing him. Stupid guy with his stupid handsome face. You sigh and kick off those heels and start undressing to get into comfy clothes for the night.
He went to his room and changed into looser clothes and decided to take a run, he had a lot of energy after tonight and needed to get rid of it if he wanted any chance of sleep tonight.
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r-ando-m-w-rite-r · 1 year
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Secrets Not So Kept
basic idea: you and rev have been secretly dating for a month or two and the others are starting to catch on
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-the others were starting to get suspicious
-you could tell the little secret that you and rev were sharing was starting to become more public, and it seemed that he was fine with that
-you, however, weren’t so sure
-you loved him, but the idea of ajay, octavio, and all your other friends knowing that you dated a murderbot made you shudder
-whether it was the little things he did for you in game (aka going outside of the ring to save you when you got downed) or the fact that he literally went to paradise lounge with you the other night, it was becoming obvious, and elliott had been the first to point it out not only a day before
-you had been looting the deathbox of someone on a recently slaughtered team when he had approached you 
-“so...heyyy, question” he had said while fumbling with his wingman, drawing your attention
-he was unpredictable, so you had no idea what was about to come out of his mouth “what?”
-”wellll, not-i mean, well, not to offend you, dont get me wrong, but” he said nervously, eyes darting left to right 
-you raised an eyebrow as he continued “you and, well, you know-revenant” he spat the simulacrum’s name like it was the most disgusting word ever “seem to be up to something”
-you felt your face flush and you quickly turned away as he narrowed his eyes “listen, i dont really care-well, i do, but only if im involved in whatever you two are doing”
-the excessive color faded from your face as you realized where he was going with this; he thought you and rev were plotting something
-did everyone else think this? was this why the other legends gave you dirty looks when he would walk down the halls of the apex legends facility with you? or when he would sit with you on the dropship? this was news to you
-holding back your amusement, you turned back to him and played along “oh, well, you see, if you were involved, why would i tell you?” 
-elliott’s color drained from his face and his eyes went beserk as he said “w-w-well, because i-im your friend?”
-”even the best of friends dont always know the deepest of secrets” a familiar grating voice from somewhere above echoed down onto the two of you, and you watched as elliott froze
-looking to you desperately, he whispered “hes above me, isnt he?”
-”better get out of here before i add another kill to my count” with that comment from your less friendly teammate, elliott was gone
-”so everyones catching on, maybe not to the right things, but still” you said exasperately, sighing and hanging your head as you sat down on the floor of the building you were in
-you didnt know why you cared so much if people found out about you and him, but it was nerve-wrecking
-there was a thud as revenant landed behind you, and a cold claw slowly inched its way underneath your chin, turning it upward to display your face to the bot’s, which hovered over you
-his yellow LEDs bore into your eyes as he surveyed you with a look of possesion “and why exactly should i care? remind me, skinsuit”
-to outsiders, what he was doing may have looked like a threat, in fact, everything he did to you may look like a threat, but secretly you liked the protective nature of your lover; he made you warm inside
-that was when you came to your desicion; if anyone asked, they would walk away knowing you were dating a 300 year old serial killer
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vip3r-r · 1 month
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Since asks are open, how about octane cuddle hc's? Would he be the small or big spoon? Etc.. :3
Warning— non, probably bad spelling because I didn’t double check, cuddling HC with slight sleeping HC
To be honest with you, he probably won’t like cuddles…
But who makes anything significantly close to canon in here
He would enjoy it
But not all the time, only times when he feels like it, or when you convince him. Remember he likes to keep moving, but there’s days he doesn’t want to do that, then he would love to cuddle with you
Holding you, feeling your body and remembering this isn’t fake, how a real person actually liked him LIKED HIM and tolerated him enough to stay
Octane would definitely be a switch
Like I said a big spoon would definitely be top, feeling you and just holding you, telling you about his day and his reckless actions, while he plays with you hair
But something he likes being the one being held
Just hugging you and enjoying your voice as he enjoys how your hands just travel around his body trying to relax him, tracing every scar as you tell him how fun, stressful or even boring day you had, how you would like to try a new recipe of a new art technique, maybe you found a new and more complicated way of crocheting and how hard it was to learn it, hell he wouldn’t even care if you tell him about that nice looking rock you found while going to get the mail.
Being held by you reminds him that he has someone that is willing to be there with him…
And his robotic legs are OUT like that’s how comfy he will get
Anyway that’s the rare occasion of him letting you cuddle him, for now it’s only when you two sleep (If he even lets you hold him… he probably sleeps all weird)
He would probably AND DEFINITELY make you move cuz bro would probably be all spread out
Not to be spicy but he would like to kiss your face all the way to your neck before passing out there and snoring
There’s time he just forget to take off his equipment so you have to do that for him
LOVES to show you some of the clips he got from the game that day and show you how cool he was killing mirage
At first we wouldn’t wait for you, just straight up falling asleep as you get ready to go to sleep
But after a while he would just wait (just a little longer, if you take longer than usual he would fall asleep waiting) because he wants to hold you and feel you while he goes to sleep
Then after another while he won’t wait once again, knowing you’ll be there next to him soon
Oop sorry I put some sleeping hc by accident tehe
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bewitchedleague · 1 year
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When someone asks when's the marriage with Bloodhound, Crypto, Octane and Revenant.
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a/n; a simple, yet cute concept as the legends ponder about the question.
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Bloodhound
    It didn't surprise Bloodhound when they were eventually the subject of their taunting because teasing wasn't uncommon among the legends, especially from Fuse or Loba when it came to tease others about their love partners. They didn't mind because neither legend ever said anything inappropriate and kept it in check, but when the question was so casually posed to them, they became paralyzed. Marriage? It wasn't unfamiliar to Bloodhound; they had occasionally expressed an interest in asking for your hand in marriage but had never given the matter any thought—at least not before tonight. They would dismiss both legends with a single statement and a laugh coming through their voice changer, saying that they needed some quiet time to reflect. Although they didn't have a certain date in mind for their wedding, they would frequently daydream about the specifics and how to make it ideal for the two of you. Only their thoughts would cause them to feel the heat quickly rise to their cheeks as they struggled to control the giddy sensation they were experiencing.
“Marriage?... Perhaps one day, do not worry. I’ll invite both of you.”
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Crypto 
    Lifeline asked him what would have been the most absurd question possible while he was droning. She would be able to see the flatter of the drone's movement if she was looking at it, which would demonstrate how surprised and flustered Crypto was by her question. He would look at her with a flush on his cheeks, ashamed at how easily he could lose his cool over something as basic as a question. He would nearly mumble an answer before lowering his voice and turning away from a bewildered Lifeline.Even though he appeared calm on the inside, Crypto had an undeniable soft spot for you that everyone knew about just by looking at his flushed face when you were around. As a result, the man would grow impatient throughout the rest of the match because his mind wouldn't stop overanalyzing the question. That's presumably what prompted Lifeline to ask him; did she anticipate him proposing to you? Did she want to go to the wedding? You didn't even want to marry him, did you? He couldn't get his thoughts to stop racing, and he returned home with a simple straight forward question.
"Will you marry me? No, not right now! I was wondering... maybe in the future."
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Octane
    Octane would think about marrying you on a daily basis. Everything he could have ever imagined was there, including his entire family, your family, and this enormous, extravagant, magnificent wedding with innumerable decorations, food, and friends. When he thought about it, he could feel adrenaline rushing right through his veins; he needed to run or do something else to burn off the energy the thought had given him. He would run off without responding, leaving the person who asked him staring at him in confusion. He would give you a huge bear hug the moment he saw you and then be overly attached to you for the rest of the day. Would go on and on describing what had occurred, who had asked the question, when it had been asked, where it had been asked, and every single aspect of his day before the question. After that, he would go on about the wedding preparations he had already made in his head and seek your advice on what to wear and the style of the wedding  you should have. Praying inside that you would say an extravagant wedding.
“Mi amor, mira! Can you imagine? Me, you and all our children - ... I know we don’t have children yet but just imagine!”
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    A silent, menacing stare was directed towards the questioner. Even Revenant was taken aback by the bravery and audacity with which someone dared to ask him that. His responses would be a scoff as he simply turned around and walked away without saying a thing. Revenant wanted to get married when he was still a human, but after becoming a simulacrum, he was nearly nothing like the person he once was. He had believed that there was little hope of achieving the human life he had always wanted. He pondered about wedding rings and becoming legally yours after this incident—not that he didn’t consider himself already yours.For the rest of the day, Revenant would keep staring at you, leaving you to wonder what was wrong with your less-than-loving lover since when you inquired, he would just turn away and act as though you had just offended him. Can't force himself to ask you because he is so terrified of receiving rejection from you. It would break his heart to learn that you didn't see him as a lifelong companion. At the end of the day, just blurts it out quickly while sounding hostile, but only because he has been thinking about it constantly.
“Would you marry something like me?”
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wattsbaby · 1 year
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mirage, ash, octane and lifeline with a gf being harassed for having OF
tags: misogyny, supportive! legends, emotional hurt/comfort, murder (ash), protective behaviours
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ELLIOTT WITT | MIRAGE
he's head over heels for you
adores your line of work too, he's almost your main provider
elliott is very upset when he starts seeing comments under his posts with you in them, they would shame your career and call you nasty things
immediately gets his pr team to laser all of those comments off the face of the world, starts blacklisting insults on his posts because he knows you see them
comfort for him is literally cuddles and good food, so he orders your favourite foods and cuddles with you all night
assures you that your job is nothing to be ashamed of, especially if you enjoy it
ASHLEIGH REID | ASH
hears snide comments behind your back
thinks they are very disrespectful, if they had something to say, they could at least say it to your face
ash is angry, very angry, whereas leigh wants to comfort you
those people are gone without any word, never to be seen again; and ash relishes each kill
you dont get too concerned when they disappear, and give them a soft smile when they return
they dont tell you, yet ash is extra protective and leigh is very clingy
they take time to compliment your outfits and costumes for your posts, view your work over your shoulder, and gently runs their fingers over your cheeks as they admire your makeup
leigh feels like she's falling in love all over again, and ash does too she's just less emotional about it
OCTAVIO SILVA | OCTANE
some random guy started making rash assumptions about both you AND tavi during a livestream
octavio is relaxed, not instantly banning the person, making a few jokes and trying to move on
you were visible in the background, relaxing and enjoying some mutual time with your boyfriend as he streams
the commentor starts focusing you, assuming you had an OnlyFans, which you did, and started calling you all sorts of names
tavi reads out a few comments to you, and you both laugh openly and make fun of the guy
tavi doesn't hesitate to defend you, even flexing that you're in the top 100 creators and pulled in a lot of cash for yourself
the guy gets banned soon after, and all octane-fans around the world flux to defend and support you
he and his community have your back until the end
AJAY CHE | LIFELINE
you just stopped by to drop off lunch at the medical bay, giving her a soft kiss
the guy she's treating recognises you and immediately starts badmouthing you after you leave
ajay snarls a little, but does her best to keep composed
starts defending you avidly, and almost kicked the guy out- yet shes the bigger person
"ey, shes pulling in fair cash and likes her job. give her some respect."
the guy falls silent after a while, yet ajay is visibly irate
gives you extra pampering and love when she gets home
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ikarisenpai · 1 year
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Helloooooo!! Can you write a one shot about Octane from apex proposing to the reader please I realized there’s no fanfics abt it. Can it also be a fem reader? Thanks man🤘
Omg! I love this idea and I don't see much either as I love Octane just as much. I'm sorry it took me so long to write and I'm sorry if the fight scene is a bit messy. I'm not really good with fighting scenes but I feel like Octane would do something like this so enjoy :)
requests are still open, they just might take me a while as I'm shuffling between jobs and some drama at home, but please fill free to send me your ideas :) I'll get to them as soon as I can! Thanks :)
~Sleepy Ash
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Summary: You were in the middle of a fight on Broken Moon and your boyfriend of what felt like years decided now was the time to propose to you.
Warnings: nothing too big? Maybe the characters getting shot, but nothing too bad I would think.
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“What are you doing? Are you crazy?” Lifeline asked as bullets were going past her head. 
“I’m gonna ask her to marry me. I mean I don’t see the issue here, plus she and I have been dating for a while. I don’t see her saying no.” Octane said as he peaked over the ledge to see where the enemy team was. 
“But we're in the middle of a fight right now. Are you sure she’s not gonna say no because we're preoccupied?” Lifeline asked as Octane shook his head. 
“I don’t think so. If in all honesty I think everyone will be shocked that Octavio Silva is finally settling down after all these years. I know I would be.” Octane laughed as Y/N made a winge noise over mic and then called out that she was downed by a second team. 
“Well, here’s your chance to be the hero. Go get them I guess.” Lifeline said as she rolled her eyes. She peaked over the ledge that Octane had just looked over and had seen where Y/N had gone down and sighed knowing that if he didn’t hurry the ring was going to pinch them and that was something she didn’t want to deal with.
“I’m coming Y/N! Just hold on!” Octane called over mic as he jabbed the needle of his stim into his chest and jetted out of the building on the north east side of The Mirage Voyage, grabbing the zipline, and then down to the second floor where he saw Mirage finishing Y/N and Wraith guardian the door.
“Wow, that's quite the predemis—Pruh—Preh... Predicam—uh... It's a bad situation for you.” Mirage smiled as he started moving backwards in some type of moonwalk dance and kick up his foot to finish Y/N but ended up stopping as Octane pulled out his R-99 and started shooting him, stopping him from finishing Y/N, and had both Wraith and Mirage focused on Octane so Lifeline could pick Y/N up.
"On yuh feet. Lifeline's gotcha back." Lifeline smiled as she had quickly followed Octane down the zipline and through the building to pick Y/N up. The three of them now dealing with Wraith and Mirage that when Y/N did finally heal up Lifeline had gotten shot by their third member Bangalore and groaned seeing her down weapon was a G Scout fully kitted.
“Tango down.” Bangalore smirked as she and Y/N locked eyes. Bangs was about to go after Y/N when Octane got between the two and sat down on one knee nearly confusing Bangalore and Y/N on what he was doing.
“Le-et me have this moment real quick, please?” Octane said as he shot at Bangalore giving her a warning and then downed Mirage as he tried to finish the job with Y/N.
“What are you doing? We have to finish them!” Y/N growled as she was aiming her gun at Bangalore looking around to figure out where the hell Wraith had fazed off too.
“Something I should have done a long time ago but was too chicken to do so…” Octane said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out what could only be but a small square velvet box. 
“You gotta be kidding me.” Bangalore said while shaking her head, “You're doing this now?!”
Octane nodded his head, “Uh, yeah, I don’t see a better time than doing it now.” 
Lifeline rolled her eyes as she and Bangalore waited for Octane to continue. The three of them standing on the bottom floor of the building just watching the ring grow closer as Mirage was knocked down in a corner, probably talking to Wraith and figuring out what to do while the other team and Bangalore were off proposing to people.
“Well, get on your knee Silva, got less than four-five.” Bangalore said as Octane quickly nodded and turned to face Y/n. His left hand removing his goggles so everyone could see his brown eyes and his cheeks a bit pink as he, himself, couldn’t believe he was doing this.
“Come on Silva we don’t have all day.” Lifeline said as she was starting to join the group of annoyed people.
“Right, Y/N, -” Octane began as Y/N nodded smiling from ear to ear, “-I know we haven’t been an item for a long time and I know we’ve been friends for twice as much, but ever since that day up on Kings Canyon on the jump course, where we did some sick teamwork on the jump pads, I knew I wanted to spend  foverever with you. You're fun and amazing and when you do that thing with the P2020.” She flipped it around her pointer finger and then threw it up into the air before catching and putting it back into its holster, “I knew you were the love of my life, my partner in crime, my life long duo…” the list goes on and on as when Octane finally pulled out the ring Y/N gasped. The diamond was green wrapped around pure silva (see what I did there??). It was the same color as his stim and green hair. Tiny but on point as he didn’t want something flashy, but enough to catch someone’s eye. He wanted the ring to represent him and her put together and to show that Octavio Silva can be locked down. He just had to find someone special enough to do so.
“Awe, babe, you… shouldn’t have…” Y/N said as she held out her hand and waited for Octane to finish. 
“Come on Silva pick it up we gotta go!” Bangalore said as she tapped her foot against the concrete. 
“Ooo, right…” Octane said as he nodded. He pulled the ring out of the velvet box and smiled, holding it up to Y/N with a smile, “Will you make me the most happiest man alive and marry me?” 
Y/N smiled nodding, “Of course you idiot. Of Course.'' and when she slipped on the ring Wraith came out of nowhere and finished off the three of them. First throwing a grenade and weakening them and then knocking all three of them with a R-301.
“Jesus, Wraith, couldn’t come fast enough? Where did you go?” Bangalore said as she threw down and heat shield and started looting through Octane’s box.
“I had to take care of some outside squads. I heard some strays while shielding up earlier and just sorry I came back late.” She said as she picked up Mirage who was mumbling some nonsense to himself. He looted through Y/N’s box as when the three of them were done. Heading out of the building and took off on the zipline.
“Did you know he was going to propose all this time?” Mirage asked as he looked back at Bangalore.
“Yeah, but I wasn’t expecting him to nearly kill us all with ring.” Banaglore sighed as she felt the heat from the ring burn her skin.
“Damn. Such a shame they all had to go out like that. Would have been rom-roman-uh cool if they got to be the champion squad in the end.” Mirage stumbled as Wraith nodded.
“Yeah, it would have, but I decided to end things. Now come on. We have less than three squads left and this ring is really burning us here.” Wraith said as they jumped off the zipline and headed to the next. They had a long way to go, but in the end Octane was happy and so was Y/N.
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carmen-is-away · 2 years
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cuddling with the legends pt. 2
part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4
In this post: Bangalore, Caustic, Mirage, Octane, Wattson
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Bangalore
Anita's not too into cuddling. If you wanna cuddle then sure, but it's not really her thing. She usually likes to lay on her bacck and wraps an arm around you most times and lets you do whatever. Sometimes she'll sleep back to back with you.
Caustic
Cuddle? With him? Absolutely not. Immediately no. This man hates even the IDEA of cuddling, buuuuuutttttttt if you're lucky, he'll let you sleep on his chest. If you wanna cuddle, you'll most likely wanna catch him when he's dead tired and half asleep which is most times never.
Mirage
Witt on the other hand LOVES to cuddle. He's a lover and it's his favorite pastime and it's very reassuring to him and it makes him feel like he's keeping you all to himself forever. He will cuddle with you any and everywhere in any position. He's most fond of spooning (big and little), you laying on top of him or him putting his head on your lap.
Octane
Cuddling? He said it wasn't his style. But he might let it slide if he's in a serious committed relationship. He likes to move too much so I'm not sure how comfortable you'd be. Cuddling also makes him feel vulnerable and he's not into that. If you somehow get him to sit his ass down (mostly when he's about to crash), he'll want to lay his head on your ass or have you lay on his chest or try to have sex with you. He won't stay there for too long unless he's about to go to sleep or he's high.
Wattson
Another one that absolutely adores cuddling. She's got hella blankets and pillows and nessies and body heat and nice lighting and love! She'll want to talk about whatever's interested her recently so you better listen!! She doesn't really have a set cuddling position, it really just depends on how comfortable she is with being touched and how comfortable she is with being touchy.
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What I’m a legend right?Mirage x Reader
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So I was taking about being down bad for Mirage when I started playing so here and yes I kick my legs and giggle while reading my own fics enjoy
Summary: Mirage try’s to impress you but you let him know he doesn’t need anything fancy or cool for you to love him
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Sfw/ Establish Relationship/ Angst/ Fluffy End
“I’m sure I can hit that target no problem.” Vantage just looked at him. “You have a peacekeeper.” That didn’t seem to bother him he took aim at the target ready to shot. You walk over and grab the gun from him. “Hey come on I was going to do something so awesome.” You simply look at him. “I’m stopping you from making a fool of yourself. Again.” He crossed his arms but got another idea. “Hey octane wanna race?” You can see Octavio’s eyes light up he would never turn down the chance to race. “Your on amigo try and keep up.” Of course Mirage lost no one can out run Octane. “Nice try compadre but no one can beat me.” Elliott walked back over to you out of breath embarrassed. He just looked at you before heading to his room, where he remained all day. Back at the drop ship you say with Horizon and Valkyrie enjoying some tea.
Remember that Mirage has been in his room all day. You excused yourself to see if he was ok, getting no answer from knocking you open the door. “Hey Mirage you in here are you ok?” Was he crying? Yep he was. “Oh hey I was just uuhhh yea I’m fine.” You walk in and close the door gently you grab his arm. “No your not what happened?” He tried the hid the fact he was crying. “What do you mean I’m fine….totally fine.” Holding his hand but making sure if he wanted to let go he could. “Please Elliott tell me what happened I know you’re not ok.” He looks down and lets go of your hands turning away. “Do you think I’m a loser?” You didn’t even let him finish his sentence. “Of course not why would you ever think that?”
Those words played on repeat in your head. “No it’s ok if you do you don’t have to lie.” Putting his head in your hands you wipe a tear. “I don’t I would never think that I promise.” Now hugging him you cry with him. You don’t understand why the would think this sure he’s had days like this before but never like this. “I’m not as good as the others I can’t shot like Vantage I can’t run like Octane I can’t-“ you cut him off with a kiss. “Elliott I love you for you I don’t want anyone else.” He smiled and looked a little embarrassed. “I guess i let it get to me again sorry about that.” You hold him again and told him there was no need to apologize.
Seeing his heirloom trophy you grab it. “You’re the best in the outlands aren’t you?”He finally laughed grabbing it from you, heaved it in his hands. Like a child with a new toy. “Yea I’m Elliott Witt the best legend in the outlands.” He puts it back in the shelf and pulls you in for one last hug. “Thank you I really needed to hear that.” You mess up his hair and smile. “Anything for you now let’s get some rest you need it.” He doesn’t hesitate to jump into bed. Holding you close you tell him how much he means to you. He falls asleep with you him his arms and not soon after you always join him in dream land.
You wake up to him already gone, you start to get up as the see one of his clones. Soon after he walks in with some food and drinks. “Didn’t want you to get lonely.” He taps the clone and it disappears. “I got some breakfast for us.” Sitting up you grab the coffee taking a sip. “Thank you gals to see your feeling better.” He half smiled putting his food down. “Yea it just really gets to me something but I know you will never leave me for someone else here.” Taking another sip you question if he even made this food, not that it mattered. “So best legend in the outlands what’s the plan for today?” He dramatically make it look like he was in deep thought. “Well I was thinking we just hang out here just us how does that sound?” You giggle at his goofy nature. “That sounds wonderful.” You copy his dramatic expressions.
Making you both laugh, that wasn’t the first time you have seen him cry and it won’t be the last. But no matter what you will be there for him the same way he is there for you. “So what’s first in your list?” He kicks his foot on the ground like a child. “I was hoping we could cuddle some more.” Laughing again you grab him. “Cuddles with Elliott Witt I would be honoured.” He hold you close making sure he knew how much he loved you. “Thanks again for last night.” He still seemed embarrassed by it. “Yea anytime hey don’t be so embarrassed every one has days like that everyone crys.” He smiles a little happy you didn’t judge him. The love you for that. “After this I was thinking we could hang out at Storm Point then we could go to my bar and get some drinks maybe look at the stars.”
You zoned out half listening to him just enjoying the moment. He finally finished talking asking if that sounds good. You agreed only knowing half of what he said. “But till then let’s just enjoy each other’s presence.” He nodded playing with your hair as you both went to sleep again. Sure there was a lot planned ahead but for now there was nothing just relaxing. But he kept his promise and took you to Storm Point and made you a sand castle which he fell on top of. Next stop was his bar making your favourite drink and of course hovering you a show. His dancing and singing skills could use some work but hell it was funny to watch. As the day ended star gazing as last on the list. “The sky is so beautiful at this time.” He agreed in amazement he let you lay on his legs, he was at a lost for words.
Which never happened. “I’m so glad I get to spend my life with you doing this.” You say up looking at him. It harmed your heart so much. “I could say the same here I never would have thought this is how my life would go but this is so much better then what I could have ever imagined.” You both watch the stars until you fall sleep he smiles. Carrying you back to his room getting some more blankets and some water. Slowly you wake up a little confused. “Elliott?” He turns. “Yea it’s me go back to sleep.” You don’t protest letting dream land take you again. You feel his chest against your back he was so warm. Never wanting this moment to end. He kissed your head. “Goodnight I love you sleep well.” You didn’t have the energy to reply you just make a sound earning a small giggle from him. As the turns off the light you’re already asleep ready to see what tomorrow brings.
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cryptonite-exe · 1 year
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obsessed with his "bloody hell maggie" face
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Hello! I hope you’re having a great day/night!! I had this idea but I’m lacking my writing skills so here we go,
Mirage and octane dating their s/o (l HC that octane would date someone the opposite of him, the rare occasion that he will stop just for them) but their s/o want to keep it a secret because they’re scared people won’t like that they are in a relationship in general (like when kpop celebrities date someone and their fans go crazy toxic) idk if this makes sense but thank you and take care!!
HELLO!! I have emerged from finals ٩( ᐛ )و on that apex grind to celebrate. Hope y’all are doing good. :) And that I captured the vision for this one!
also imagine the internet in the 2700s… has to be a thousand times the hell it is right now.
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Dating A Legend in Private hcs
pairings: mirage x reader / octane x reader
content included: private relationship situations, relationship boundaries, gn reader, semi-fluff?
—————𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 —————
Mirage
༻ Mirage has a lot of things. Money and success from the bloodsport he made his career. A reputation and bloated ego followed around by cameras.
༻ But he’s never had love before. Not in the way he does with you. And it’s an entirely different thing from all that…
༻ It’s not something you can just show to the public so easily. But he really wants to.
༻ “I love you, so my fans will love you!”
༻ It doesn’t really work like that… with the Apex games being so big, Mirage is nothing less of a trending celebrity. That’s too many eyes peering into your relationship, you think.
༻ And people online can be heinous.
༻ Though his ecstatic pitch and sweet smile almost had you sold on the idea, you had to mention your concerns over the tougher realities of being in the public eye alongside him.
༻ He knows, but he loved the idea so much he was hoping you’d wanna risk everything for it like he wants to…
༻ He’s a little sad, but of course he keeps you off his social media as you wish; no questions asked.
༻ He probably thinks about it further and also starts making himself less recognizable when he’s in public with you. Wouldn’t want a fan or paparazzi disrupting a date with you after all.
༻ Not to mention the idea of anyone saying something below respectful or endearing of you makes his chest puff a little. He’d have no qualms confronting the source of the act. Online or otherwise…
༻ Wouldn’t be too surprised (or disappointed) if he got into a controversy for that!
Octane
༻ We’re well aware he lives on social media.
༻ Phone and selfie stick always on hand. Livestreams during the most casual of times.
༻ So I can imagine that if you didn’t let him know about your boundaries beforehand, you’re gonna find yourself in an awkward situation where a camera is shoved in your face and honestly— depending on how much you really don’t wanna be seen— you might catch your boy off guard with the harsh shove you gave his arm when he moved to pan the camera to you.
༻ He just thought a semi-regular appearance with the two of you together would be nice. Sure, he’s an adrenaline junkie, always doing crazy stunts, and that’s what people wanna see. But daredevil activities are not the only thing that make him happy.
༻ You make him happy too, so he wants to post you. But he completely understands the turn it could take.
༻ Realistically, I imagine him sneaking a photo of you onto his social media anyway. Perhaps a blurry portrait of you. The candid, aesthetic kind that has you mid smile.
༻ Whether you scold him for technically going against your wishes or not is up to you.
༻ And depending on how serious you seem with wanting to keep your relationship separate from his public persona, he’d probably think back on how he handled that. He’d start to feel a little regretful. It makes him realize he may have lost some of your trust. And he definitely doesn’t want that.
༻ He decides to take down the post and apologize to you. Sure, there are still screenshots and reposts out there. But that’s all they’ll ever see of you from this point forward. For once, he’ll take this seriously.
༻ And for a guy who isn’t known for handling consequences well, the idea of negative comments from celebrity articles or the typical weird, possessive behavior from fans upsets him and he now understands your reasoning more.
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If you could, could you write a fic about Octane and (fem or gn) reader going to an arcade where he wins the reader a plushie from a claw machine then later proceeds to fuck her whilst she holds the plushie?
Sorry if this is too much. Feel free to ignore if you don't want to do it 💚
OOoOoOo naughty naughty… I love it 😈
I’m still not super experienced with writing smut so I’m sorry if it’s not what you wanted!
Warnings: smut obviously, swearing
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Hermosa - Beautiful
Mi Vida - my life
Princesa - Princess
también te amo - I love you too
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Dating Octavio Silva is incredible. He’s never boring to say the least and he always takes you out on the best dates. This time it was another time at an arcade, a common date for the two of you but that didn’t make it less fun. You two played most of the night laughing and racking up those digital tickets to trade in later. You guys didn’t get to always go out, him being busy with the games and you not being a legend, so any time you guys could go out and do something you did. It was very rare that you stayed in and relaxed, which was perfectly fine for Octavio. After winning countless games and grand prizes you look over at your green haired lover and smiled. “Taaavi~” immediately his eyebrow quirked and he looked over at you, “yes, Princesa?” You looked at him and gestured over to the crane games, “think you could win me a prize to take home?” You gave him a playful pout and he laughed. “Just one?! I’d win you all of them!” He said confidently as he rushed over to the machines. “No!! Pick just one! The best one!” You laugh as you attempt to catch up to the speed demon. He groaned hearing you say you only wanted one, so now he was looking in each and every machine they had in this damn arcade finding you one.
After a few minutes of quickly looking he found one. It was a big soft bunny plush with extra long ears. He looked at you for approval and he got to work, it was a heavy one so it took a few turns to get it to grab right and lift it to the winning slot. Hearing the plop of it on the bottom he pulled your new buddy out and held it high. “Haha! I’m the best!” He announced, not that you could disagree. Octavio held the plush out of your reach and he looked at you. “What do we say hermosa~?” He asked with a purr in his voice. You blush and roll your eyes. “Thank you, Baby.” You cup one of his cheeks and place a sweet kiss on the other. You felt his smile grow, man did he adore you. You decided to be playful and leave a kiss on his neck before you pulled away, he gave you a smirk and you knew all too well. Looks like you were gonna show just how thankful you were when you got home.
Octavio in a playful rush to get going now was getting (more) restless. He grabbed your hand and asked “Ready to get out of here?” He wiggled his eyebrows and winked to really lay the message on thick. You laughed a bit and nodded. With that you two quickly made you way back to your place. It wasn’t immediately to sex, you two had some snacks or dinner and cleaned up for the evening, getting ready for bed. With the occasional tease from Octavio saying you were taking too long to get ready for bed. You had already placed your new bunny friend onto the bed, Octavio waiting for you with it in his hand.
When you walked in you saw Octavio shirtless, holding the bunny. He looked up at you with those eyes of his and he gestured for you to come close. “C’mere babygirl.” You felt the heat already rising in your core, when he wanted to he could get you going without even touching you. The mixture of not seeing him often and the fact he was so good in bed that got you excited. He bit his lip and his eyes are you up from head to toe. “Get undressed.” Without hesitation you strip, giving him a little show as you did so, soon enough you were in front of him with nothing on your body. You heard him growl lowly as he himself was getting excited just from the sight of you. He loved your body, the way it looked. Your imperfections that made you, you. Drove the man wild.
He grabbed your hip and tugged you close smashing his lips into yours, you immediately wrapping your arms around him and tangling your hands into his hair. It got hot quick, body temperature rising and the heavy breaths to accompany it. He flipped the two of you over, laying you down onto the bed. He kissed down your jaw and onto your neck, finding you special spots that drove you crazy, your soft moans and breathing telling him that he was nailing it. As he made his way down your body, leaving a trail of kisses and marks here and there, his hands beat him to his destination, touching your almost dripping core. He chuckled lowly, sounding almost victorious on how much he effected you. “My God you’re so wet for me, princesa. He spoke against your skin. His fingers slid inside you, massaging your walls and sending pleasure through every inch of your body. Moans escaped your lips and your breath hitched when you felt him speed up. We all know Octane has fat legs, that wasn’t the only thing that was incredibly fast. His fingers were much faster and he loved proving that to you.
With his fingers not even going full speed you felt your climax coming quickly and you felt it shot through your body as he finger fucked your through your first hard orgasm. He only added his tongue after you were over that hill, not letting up on his pace. It was so much but you both had a love for overstimulation. You moaned through it and you instinctually went to grab something to muffle your lewd noises, you grabbed the bunny he just won you. You hugged it close and moaned into it’s fur. It didn’t take long for you to get to a second, leaving a mess on his tongue and fingers. He pulled away, a trail of cum connected from his lips to you. He wiped his mouth and smirked seeing how dazed you already were.
He finally undressed himself, revealing his hard, leaking dick “You ready for me?” It was mostly telling you he was about to get started for real but wanted to warn you.
You felt your wrists get grabbed and pulled you up, he grabbed that bunny from your hands. “Wrists together now.” He commanded and you look at him confused, complying. He took the bunny’s ears and tied your hands together. Making you hold it close. He pushed you back down to the bed and lifted your legs, inserting himself in slowly, a pleasured groan leaving his throat. “Fuck…” He breathed out, clutching your thighs as you wrapped around him, ready for the ride about to come. After a couple of slow thrust the man didn’t take long to go an insane pace. It was like he was a machine with just how fast he could go, yes his legs helped but from you could tell, Octavio was always this way, just had a little boost now.
Pornographic sounds being absorbed by the walls from the both of you, the new bunny friend getting the best seat in the house, your moans being muddled still by its fur, biting onto its arms or head to help with the intense pleasure being given to you. Nails most definitely being clawed into the poor thing. Octavio was getting drunk off the sight of this alone, the prize he had won you not even an hour ago was being used to hide your filthy noises paired with your eyes rolling back from what he was doing to your soaked pussy. It got him so excited, he didn’t need his stun to get an extra boost of speed, that image was plenty. With this new pace you couldn’t keep still, your body was moving on its own to back away from the overwhelming pleasure building up within you. The tip of his dick kissing your cervix at such a rapid pace would be the death of you.
“T-Tavi-!! I-I.. I’m gonna-!” You could hardly get words to properly form, he kept this pace up, grunting and groaning as he saw your body be filled with euphoria as you had yet another orgasm, cumming hard. It was so much that you squirted, you didn’t know you could do that. Making a mess all over his dick he kept pace, riding this orgasm out with you. “Shit- yeah I’m gonna cum baby, you feel so fuckin good.” He had a trail of curses in Spanish as he finally reached his climax, pulling out of you and making a mess all over your body just to return the favor you gave him.
Both of you panting, getting air back into your lungs seemed to be a chore currently but it was so worth it. You felt high, you hadn’t ever felt that good before. This feeling was addicting, “oh my god Tavi… that was…” you said between breaths. “Fucking awesome?!” He plopped beside you and laughed. “That was amazing Mi Vida, I didn’t think you could make that big of a mess.” He chuckled and he looked over at you and then to the bunny, untying your hands. “Whenever you look at that guy I want you to remember this~ just so you can miss me more.” He winked and you blushed a bit because that’s exactly what you would do. But only it wouldn’t just make you kiss him, you’re gonna crave him. You playfully hit the speedster and roll onto your side to face him, ignoring the obvious mess on the bedsheets.
“I love you Tavi.”
“también te amo, y/n”
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r-ando-m-w-rite-r · 1 year
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Greedy Thoughts
-Tada.
-3591 words (longest yet)
-Hope you enjoyed this, I know the ending was a little cheesy, but I really tried and hopefully the next chapter will be more engaging and less sloppy. 
-I wanted to give a shoutout to @revenants-queen26 and @deadbydaylightaddict because these two were the ones to encourage me with writing more about a prompt that I didn’t even completely like at first. Thanks for the support, guys! :D
-Lmao I’m srry I forgot to @ you guys in the beginning, I guess I just wanted to get this post out there ;D 
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You landed on the ground with a thud. The sun bore down on you, making you perspire already. You looked to your left and there sat a supply bin, so you quickly ran over, opening it up. Just what you needed, a Prowler and shield cells. There was also a blue evo, which you greedily snatched. Good start to the game.
“Energy ammo here.” Octane said, pinging the small green box. He was outside of a house nearby looting a supply bin as well. You were only a few feet away.
“I need that.” Revenant growled, quickly appearing from the roof and jumping down. Upon impact, the ground rumbled a little as he grabbed at the ammo. “Don’t expect me to thank you.”
“Wasn’t planning on it, demonio-” Octane muttered under his breath but quickly stopped when he saw Revenant’s pure look of disgust on his face.
“How much time have you been spending with that bitch Loba?” he growled, taking a menacing step in the now worried-looking Legend’s direction. It seemed as if he hadn’t let go of what the kid had done to you the night before yet. Octane threw his hands up in an apologetic manner.
“Ay chico, sorry! Just a slip of the tongue!” he cried out. Revenant just snorted furiously before turning around and walking off in the direction of the nearest point of interest. Gunshots could be heard from that area, echoing off the rolling green hills of Olympus. How was he already done looting? 
Not wanting to get on his bad side, even though you weren’t sure if you already had from the second collision this morning, you briskly jogged after him. The loot wasn’t worth him having a grudge on you all game. You decided to walk in his shadow, making sure to keep a little distance as to avoid any more accidents. You stared at the back of his head; the sudden urge to walk beside him hit you like a wave. For some internal reason, you wanted to see his face so badly, and you didn’t even know why. Suddenly, you felt needy and began to crave for his attention. What if you just touched him ever so slightly…
You shook your head, no, of course not. What was wrong with you? Behind you, you heard Octane blurt out, “But I want to loot!” When neither of his teammates stopped, however, he just sighed loudly and followed a distance behind.
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There were people in the tall skyscraper in front of you, you were sure of it. Not only were there extremely loud footsteps, but there were also the occasional rounds of gunshots before quietness filled the space once more. Octane was quickly sneaking around the building, grabbing loot as he went. You briskly followed after Revenant, who was deathly quiet and heading for the open set of doors located at the front of the building. He obviously didn’t approve of his other teammate wandering off, but he seemed content enough having you as back up. Or a shield. You quickly gulped down your worries. No, he wouldn’t do that to you, would he? He paused, and you had to quickly stop yourself before you ran into him again. ‘Head in the game’ you told yourself. ‘this isn’t the time to get lost in thought.’
A few seconds passed and he didn’t move. What was he doing? But just as you had begun to open your mouth, gunshots rang from a few floors up, and Revenant burst into the lobby area. You followed in a flurry behind him as he began marching up the stairs. You realized the other teams were engaged in battle at the moment, so they most likely wouldn’t hear the third party. Smart. Octane was still wandering around outside, though, which made you frown.
By the time you two had made it to the second floor, you were struggling to get past all the deathboxes, which littered the ground. It began to stink of blood and sweat, making you slightly nauseous. Nothing you hadn’t experienced before, though. “What a massacre..” Revenant muttered, taking it all in with his LEDs. “I love it.” His words sent chills down your spine, making you feel both uncomfortable and safe at the same time. Was that possible?
You guys were definitely closer to the fighting now; the ceiling was shaking from pounding footsteps and things being thrown around, and the lights were rattling and flickering on and off. Shouts were heard as well, making you nervous. “Crouch and be silent.” Revenant suddenly demanded as he fell to the ground and continued up the stairs, now crawling. You obeyed, staying quiet and copying likewise. He reached the top of the stairwell, slowly inching his head up to peer into the next floor. The fighting was near, but still slightly muffled, and you didn’t know what to expect next. Was someone going to blow his head off? You held your breath, but when he indicated to continue, you exhaled with relief and continued after him.
You emerged on the third floor and gasped ever so slightly at what you saw. There were deathboxes everywhere. Blood stains coated the walls, half-destroyed defenses were left to waste. Everything stank like death and destruction. The fighting was still happening, but it was all down a different side hallway that you noticed a little ways down the corridor. There was a miniature gap in the wall that led down an even smaller corridor before reaching a pair of doors. You tilted your head and were able to make out blurred movements through the humidified glass. You watched as Revenant carefully stepped over a deathbox, huddling up against the edge of the wall that led down the corridor and to those same doors.
Suddenly, the doors bursted open, and you were expecting the worst, but no one emerged. Instead, the fighting just became louder. You gasped, hurrying to get over to where Revenant was, but stumbled over the deathbox obstructing your path. You fell forward, landing right in front of the view of the doors. You watched as someone darted across from behind the doors as Mad Maggie followed, her Havoc spitting in their direction. 
She cursed, looking in your direction. At first she hadn’t recognized you as human, probably assuming you were a deathbox, and looked away. But after a shocked double-take, she growled, pointing her gun at your head. You yelped as everything happened at once. Hands pulled you back as shots were taken, and you watched as they embroided the rug where you had just been. It took you a second to realize where you were, but as you looked down, your face grew hot. A metal claw held your side, keeping you pressed up against the simulacrum’s body. His legs stretched out on either side of you, indicating he was now in a sitting position. 
His other hand produced his tactical, which you watched him chuck at the door. You heard Mad Maggie screech as it hit her, and the doors abruptly shut as the fighting continued. After a second, Revenant growled down at you. “You need to be more careful skinsuit, or you’re going to end up like all the others.” He indicated at the deathboxes surrounding you both, and you gulped deeply.
There was a moment of silence. You felt his artificial lungs and heart as they did their work, pumping things through his body to keep him going. The temptation was becoming too overwhelming. You looked up. He was staring right back down at you, his LEDs wavering slightly. Seconds, which felt like minutes, passed by as you stared into each other's eyes, and it felt as if time itself seemed to slow and come to a halt. You felt the beating of his heart speed up slightly, and you couldn’t help but blush a little. 
You felt his metallic fingers run across your cheek as he gently stroked. Yes, that was what you had been longing for. You sighed into his fingers, closing your eyes and resting your head on his chest. He cupped the side of your face, his claws drawing circles near your hairline. He was enjoying himself as much as you were. His rubbing pace sped up and then slowed again, then repeated. He was playing with you. You purred ever so slightly, causing him to pause before continuing, this time his claws pressing harder into your skin, but not so hard to where it hurt. 
You twitched. He reacted by beginning to toy a little with your hair with his free hand. Wrapping your strands around his finger and then unwinding them before repeating. After a few moments of this, he began itching your scalp with his long, sharp fingers. He was overstimulating you mentally and physically, and, to your embarrassment, you let a little moan escape your mouth, to which he responded with eagerness to continue pleasing you. So relaxing-
“Amigos! I found you!” Octane shouted out as he emerged from the stairwell. You jumped and Revenant quickly withdrew his hands. You snapped back to reality as Revenant began growling angrily, and you realized that you no longer heard gunshots. In fact, it had been almost completely quiet for awhile now that you had thought about it. 
“You idiot!” Revenant whisper-yelled, but it was too late. The door to your right burst open, and out emerged a team. Revenant was up in a second, both throwing his recharged tactical at the enemies and shoving you back with his free hand. His silencer caught them off guard, giving him time to pull out his gun. Within a second, shots began to fire.
Yelping, you darted past Octane and down the stairs as he rushed in to assist Revenant in battle. You felt bad for not helping, but then again, what were you going to do at the moment? You had to regain yourself. And plus, Revenant had pushed you back, wasn’t that a sign to get the hell out of there? You tucked yourself away in a corner, pulling out your gun. You had to get the battle down here, where there was more room to fight.
As if your request was answered, Octane suddenly retreated, pulling out a shield cell and charging himself with it. “Octane!” you called out. He looked over at you. Good, you had his attention. “Go up behind the team and try getting them down a level.” He cocked his head in obvious confusion but shrugged.
“We have nothing else to lose chica, so sure.” he said, stimming and running past you. He was smart; he was going to use the zipline, which would bring him up behind the enemies. Revenant appeared after a moment, using a Phoenix kit and cursing. Gibraltar stumbled down the stairs after him, shield in hand, but you had the advantage since he hadn’t seen you yet. Aiming, you sprayed your Prowler, catching his side completely and downing him.
“That’s one.” Revenant growled out. Was that approval you heard in his voice? Or pride? Nonetheless, the enemy team abruptly spilled out the stairwell. Horizon used her tactical to fly off the side of the balcony, which opened up on the floor, with both Gibraltar, herself and-
You felt chills run down your spine as Ash turned back for a split second to lock eyes with you. Her LEDs bore holes into your eyes, making you squirm on the spot. But in a moment, they were gone, and you were able to breathe slightly normal again. Revenant must have not noticed, because he set up his totem, saying, “C’mon.” without a further word and chasing after the escaping team, his body now morphed with black smoke. Octane sprinted down the stairs a second later, drawing your attention to his glowing green body. He had definitely loaded up on stim.
“Sorry it took so long, chica, I had to grab a better shield from one of those deathboxes.” he said, winking. “Couldn’t pass that offer.” You rolled your eyes as he touched the totem, sprinting after Revenant with the same haunting look the ultimate had given to both of your teammates. Gunshots could be heard below, and you sighed, standing up on wobbly legs. You slowly made your way over to the totem, but a whooshing sound interrupted your walking, making you turn around. 
Before you could even process what was happening, you had been pinned to the ground by Ash, who smirked at your now-panicked expression. Her metal legs pinned down yours, and her sword was pressed menacingly against your neck. She quickly whacked your gun out of your hands, which were both free but couldn’t do anything to save you at this moment. “Ah, it seems the prey has finally been captured by the predator.” she said in a prideful voice, despite her monotone expression.
“What do you want from me?” you muttered through semi-clenched teeth. You tried to sound menacing, but you still believed the simulacrum could sense your inner fear. Her expression had been proud, but it quickly contorted into annoyance.
“What do I want from you?” she scorned down at you, her LEDs quivering angrily. “I want you to stay away from that murderbot you seem so attached to.” So it was about Revenant! Why though? Did she secretly like him or something? You obviously didn’t want to interfere with that. But as you thought to yourself, did you really? Or did you want Revenant for yourself?
“But I-” you tried to explain, but Ash just pressed the blade down harder, producing a line of pain that burned your neck. You had to be bleeding.
“No ‘buts’, I’m giving you a heeding before I really do make you wish you had never even spoken to that simulacrum.” she spat. “As for now, I will punish you. A quick and painless death is far less than what you deserve, but since I’m in a merciful mood, I’ll do you this favor.” Her eyes glowed with fire it seemed as she spoke, and you just prayed that if she was going to do it, it would just be over quickly. “Now, hold still.”
She stood up, and even though she had told you otherwise, you tried to scramble towards your gun. It was no use though. She pressed her rod for a foot onto your chest with surprising force, pushing you back onto the ground and knocking the air out of you. You grimaced on impact as something internally snapped and produced a load of pain. As she aimed her blade for your neck, you just closed your eyes in defeat. It wasn’t worth watching anyways. On the plus side, at least once you died, you would be able to rest for the remainder of the day…in the infirmary where they would take care of your once-decapitated form. You frowned, but thus was the life of a Legend.
A moment passed, and then there was a grunt and a loud thud that shook the floor beneath you. Your eyes flew open as the pressure on your chest was suddenly removed. You quickly sat up, hunching over slightly and holding your neck, which was not bleeding fatally but was still wounded. Revenant was in front of you, looming over Ash’s crumpled state on the floor. You had zoned out slightly, so you took a moment to regain yourself before catching what he was saying to her. “-and if you ever touch her again, you’re gonna wish you were never given a second chance at life.” you heard Revenant say before grabbing her and throwing her into the wall to his right. She hit it with a thud, and as she slid to the floor, some of the wall’s plaster came off with her.
You winced; wasn’t that a little harsh? But then again, she had just threatened you with death. You watched as Revenant grabbed his gun, aiming it at her head. You didn’t want to watch, but you couldn’t help but notice as Ash lifted her head to look at you, her LEDs boring into your soul. It was such a look filled with loathing and maliciousness that you had to look away. The echo of the gunshot filled the room as Revenant finished her, and the sound of her deathbox hitting the floor made you shiver.
A few seconds of silence passed, but you broke it with your sudden coughing fit. Blood dribbled from your mouth; great, now you were internally bleeding somehow. You listened as Revenant walked over briskly, kneeling down in front of you. His frame was humongous compared to yours, but he still somehow managed to get his face inches from yours. He quickly scanned over you before muttering, “I’ll kill her over and over again for this.”
Your breathing became slightly labored; she probably broke a rib or two. However, you thought back to what she had said to you, how she wanted you to stay away from Revenant. Doing what she did definitely didn’t tilt her scales in his favor, and plus, you didn’t even know if he liked Ash to begin with. Then again, you weren’t all up in the daily gossip and reports about the Apex Legends, so you wouldn’t know.
You two stayed there hunched over on the floor for what seemed like an hour before Revenant stood up. “I know it hurts but the ring is closing and I have to get this idiot back in the game before it’s too late.” Revenant said in a quiet voice, growling at the end. You noticed the little banner icon poking out of his hand, which he stuffed somewhere behind him.
You attempted to stand, but the pain in your side swelled up and shocked you, sending you back to the floor as you cried out. Revenant stared down at you, and you couldn’t tell if he was worried or disappointed. Nevertheless, you didn’t care to check. The pain was slowly making its way around your middle section, affecting everything it touched.
You groaned, waving at the simulacrum. “Go.” you muttered, gripping your side. “I-I can’t walk.” You knew the consequences of staying. You would burn to a crisp outside the ring, but you didn’t care. The suicide sounded better than the suffering you were currently going through. At this point, it felt like your broken rib was stabbing one of your lungs or something, which it probably was. Now that the adrenaline had just about worn off, all the pain was hitting you at once.
Revenant didn’t say anything for a few seconds, he just seemed to be thinking. But after a moment he leaned down towards you. You were confused until his arms gently wrapped around you, picking you up. You hissed in pain as your side bopped his chest, but otherwise his hold on you was semi-comfortable. He was practically cradling you, one hand holding your shoulder and balancing you, the other gripping your, well, butt. You felt your cheeks flush a little at this thought, but the pain washed over you, making your face pale again.
When he didn’t move, you looked up at him. He was staring at you, like he had been the night before, a mix of emotions filtering through his LEDs. As much as you would’ve loved this any other time, the pain was continuing to increase, and you broke eye contact as your side throbbed once more. Without a sound, Revenant began down the flight of stairs, careful not to let you move in case the pain would increase. Out the doors of the building he went, leaving the closing ring behind, leaving the massacre behind, leaving their soon-to-be worst rival behind, where she would sit dead until after the game.
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Despite the burden you had now become, Revenant had to completely control himself from acting out. He was so tempted to thrust his face into yours, to smell you, your contents, and to hear you. Just the sound of your heartbeat picking up from earlier gave him chills. And your ass, oh, how he wanted to squeeze it and make you react, just to get a noise from you. The way you had moaned earlier, he had replayed it over and over in his head. He wanted more of it. In fact, he wanted to hear all of it. 
He could see it now, you underneath him, begging for mercy as he drove into you like a mad man deprived of sex. Oh, how he wanted to feel what it was like to be inside of you. Having your walls close around his length gave him sheer delight at the prospect. It was a goal, a want, a need. He wanted all of his senses filled only by you. Oh, how he craved you. 
But he snapped out of his thoughts as you whimpered a little in his arms. He looked down to see you sleeping fervently, and it seemed as if you were in a nightmare, as you scowled and grabbed at his arm in your sleep. He nudged your head slightly with his, and if that had been the remedy to it all, you un-tensed and continued sleeping peacefully. How silly it was, the most deadliest and malicious Legend in the entire of the games carrying a vulnerable little sheep like you. He was the wolf, and instead of devouring you, he would claim you as his own. 
No matter what, he would make you his.
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