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1-800-c0sm1c · 1 year

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꒰win it all !꒱

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).

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:

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:

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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sunsetentity · 8 months

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Honestly some Caustic x reader fanfic are like this

Or it's gonna be the most gruesome and violent thing you're gonna read

#apex caustic #caustic x reader #lmaooo #apex legends x you #apex legends x reader

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mekakitsune · 1 year

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Hiii! I loved reading your dating Mirage headcannons. I've been on a roll with simping and loving him That being said, I'd love HCs of how Mirage would act around his (major) crush on a newer Legend who is kind of oblivious to his care for them... so how do you think he'd act when they get hurt outside of a game?

Thank you so much if you fulfill this request! Your writing is truly admirable <33 take care of yourself and happy holidays!

thank you so much love, you are so kind! luv this request btw, i hope its want u wanted <3

cw: bloody nose mentioned quite a lot, elliot is a mess and so is reader..literally lol

mirage with a legend s/o;

pray for your squad mates. its painful to watch.

elliot is SO flirty with you in and out of the games, and ofc, you dont see it as anything unusual from the legend. hes like that with everyone....right?

makes it his own responsibility to keep you on your feet in battle, would probably leave someone else to die to come help you.

yeahhh renee was not happy with him after that one

definitely a bet going around to see if elliot will actually spill his feelings. its become quiet the conversation starter among everyone.

you were training one day, something you all did regularly to stay on top of your game

and it can get pretty intense sometimes. but you all know your limits, thats why you called it quits with a bloody nose and a sore back after sparring with kairi.

she was spewing apologizes left and right, and you reassured her it was all in good fun, and that you were okay.

just as she holds out her hand to help you up, the door to the training room opens, and in comes elliot, ajay and octane not far behind him, in their own conversation.

to say elliot reacted immediately would be an understatement, by his reaction you would think you were sitting here being held at knife point.

"what the hell happened in here! we heard yelling... y/n?! youre bleeding?" he rambled on, not really giving either of you a chance to explain yourselves.

kairi steps aside for a moment only to come back with a small white box in her hand. a first aid kit. god knows how long thats been in here.

she passes the kit to elliot, giving a small grin and says "their all yours." with a pat on the back, before following the other two out the door, she turns back to you to mouth "sorry" with a wink. surely she hadnt...planned that.

it was painfully quiet in the room after that. elliot sits on the floor in front of you, opening up the small box to retrieve some gauze.

he hands it to you to place under your nose, and you take it quickly, not wanting to ruin the gym floor or your clothing any further.

hes quiet again, and you look past your hand to see him staring at you.

"she got you good, huh?" he said, with what could only be described as a pout.

"its just a bloody nose elliot...im gonna be okay." you said lightly, trying to ease the tension. he grins and shakes his head

"i know that. it...it just freaks me out to see people i care about get hurt, yknow." he said looking away

you let out a small laugh at his statement. "aw..you care about me? what happened to "dont get close to anyone"? you reminded him of what he said to you when you first came to the base.

while his advice rang true in a place like this, you couldnt help but share his feelings.

"you have...no idea" he said softly, looking at you again. you are only now realizing how close you two are, his face mere inches away from your own.

a few more moments go by, and he finally breaks the silence again.

"can i say something?" he askes, sounding nervous.

"of course" you respond curiously.

"i really want to um...i really want to kiss you right now..." he said, cheeks flushed. "i mean only if you want to i dont want to ma-"

you cut him off with a laugh. he looks horrified honestly and it only makes you giggle even more.

"normally, id say go for it. but im kinda bleeding from my nose right now" you giggled as you watched his face turn even redder.

"yeah! yeah right...i knew that....obviously....whatever, lets go get that cleaned up yeah?" he said, obviously trying to change the subject. you giggled again and got up to follow him out of the gym.

"hey elliot?"

"..yeah?" he turned to you

you stood up a little bit taller to place a kiss on his cheek. stepping back you take in the shocked look on his face

"thats for helping me, and if you really wanna kiss me, wait till im not a bloody mess, yeah?" you grinned at him.

he groaned, turning around to walk out, but you knew he wanted you to follow him.

"i hope you realize what you do to me." he says to you with a grin. "but i will take you up on that...if its okay" hes still unsure. you take that as a sign to slip your hand into his.

"if it wasnt okay, i wouldnt be letting you waste your time on something like a bloody nose yknow" you laughed lightly, hoping to ease both yours and his nerves.

"cant have you like, bleeding out to death." he remarks, keeping his hand in yours. you laugh at his comment.

"wouldnt wanna let me die without that kiss huh?"

he groans again, but you dont miss the shy smile on his face.

#i went waaay overboard w this one #mirage apex legends #mirage x reader #mirage #elliot witt x reader #elliot witt #apex legends x you #apex legends headcanons #apex legends x reader #sfw.mp3🪸

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placeb0king · 4 months

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Drawing lots of ..sapphics with scarves.... hahahahoohoohooheehee😚😚tis the season

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evich · 6 months

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Revenant’s face became funnier

#fanart #art #robot art #sketch #robots #scetch #apex legends #pathfinder x revenant #revfinder #apex legends fanart #now it’s esier to draw Rev thank you

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nosaboturtle · 2 months

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♥️Revenant doodles♥️

Some more shots of revenant 🤭

#revenant apex #apex legends #apex revenant #revenant apex legends #revenant #revenant x reader #apex legends revenant #apex #apex legends fanart #revenant x you #revenant fan art #apex fanart

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danddymaro · 7 months

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By Choice | Revenant x Fem reader

How dufuk dat Totem work. Also obv this is before his Rework. Daddy didn't need no fancy shmancy work to be HIM.

Word count: 3528

By Choice

Your first encounter with teh simulacrum was something you hardly forget, and you constantly think of given how different a dynamic you now have.

It leaves you in awe, and he shares the same feeling, unable to understand how a single person can mean so much.

The tanned-skinned woman offers you a stern look, a mix of pity and spite facing you as you look at her with happy eyes that have yet to understand the shift in mood.

She'd just offered you words of encouragement, even if they held playful tease, but now as she looked at you, she seemed rather sour.

-All to your confusion.

"Loba?" you say with uncertainty, your face showing just how concerned you are.

She seemed to have regretted speaking to you in the first place, and the truth was, she'd rather forget who you were now because it wouldn't make sense to remember someone who wouldn't last.

At your address, she tried to force a smile, an unconvincing one that made your earlier valor slack. For whatever reason you felt less confident about your debut.

"It's nothing dear," she said with that same unconvincing curve to her lips.

It took you a moment to understand why, and You didn't have to ask why her expression had changed as you then turned and followed her line of vision, soon looking at the banner next to yours.

'Oh...'

-To think you'd be paired with the synthetic nightmare on your first match as an Apex Legend.

For a prolonged second, you stared at the banners with wide eyes, in disbelief before another contender approached, coincidentally the same who'd be your teammate.

Loba practically sneers as your partner makes his way towards you, sizing you down as you stare back at him with a sternness that wavers the closer he comes.

She doesn't stay long after that, and she doesn't even bother to tell you anything more either, all of which you overlook as you are more concerned with the bot's presence.

You swallow down thickly as your heart speeds and aches in pain, uncertain of what is to come, feeling unfortunate that not only would you have to watch out for potential enemies, but consider your partner a possible hostile too.

To say the least, you were on edge the entire time and were relieved to part ways after. Even if there had been nothing truly eventful about your match other than him shoving you out of the way a couple times.

You clenched your fist each time but bit back saying anything more than a short huff the second time it happened.

You were glad it was over, much more that you came back in one piece. But luck would have it that you'd find yourself working with him more than once, so much that you wondered if it was fate.

You wondered if there was something you couldn't escape waiting for you at the simulacrum's side.

'maybe death,' you mused darkly at first.

-That or the games were somehow rigged.

Though, you pondered if your fate was as horrifying as you had initially thought given how you no longer felt threatened by him.

He was a dick to you, but even his attitude began to ease as time passed, and so did yours.

He went from disliking you, to simply ignoring you....to suddenly being pleasant, earning your favor, something that wouldn't have been too difficult from the beginning.

'Maybe he just takes some warming up,' you mused with relief at your newfound partnership, finding things worked better when he actually considered your plans.

-And from pleasant, he went to confusing.

' Alluring little thing,' he constantly thinks so.

He regularly observes you, memorizing your every movement, even the most subtle breaths that leave you.

He regularly keeps track of your heartbeat and does so with the same tranquility one would find with the sound of gentle music.

He's keen on the existing twinkles in your eyes throughout the day, under different lighting, and inspired by different emotions.

It's all so interesting to him.

You are interesting.

The fixation he has for you digs deep, further than anything else he's ever felt, bypassing the searing wrath that has, until then been his only drive.

Unscathed, he made his way towards you, his long legs reaching you in short strides.

"You came back..." you say with relief, the words leaving you in a low breath. You sure are surprised, he can tell by the way your eyes look at him as though the sight of him is the last thing you'd thought to catch.

-Especially with how he reacted just before he stalked off after your earlier spat about strategies

And you beam as a result, unknowingly letting him know just how much it meant that he turned back.

Before long, slowly his hand fell to your face, the back of his fingers gently drawing down your moistened cheek as you'd just crawled away from the water you'd fallen into during your last scuffle.

Blood gently grazes his affectionate digits, and while he's familiar with the feeling, it's not quite as tantalizing as it's always been.

-And it's been an issue with you lately that he can't seem to understand, or express.

Instead, it's an oddly hollow feeling he feels, even if it's nothing more than a scratch that's marked your face.

Realizing that your pain brings him no pleasure is strange and bothersome, but he doesn't voice his new discovery. Instead, he masks it, pulling back his hand too for being so impulsive.

Why has touching you become such an obsession?

-He burns to know.

"hn...Get up," he demands while helping you up, pulling you by the arm after giving you a quick heal.

Your legs scramble to find ground as he quickly pulls you to him faster than you can gather your thoughts or try getting up on your own.

Though, throughout the trip, you had newfound vigor.

Because If he came back there had to be a reason. He had to find you useful, and you wouldn't disappoint. You'd show the simulacrum that you were just as worthy of a contender, an equal partner that wasn't going to be a commodity like he'd stated before he left you earlier.

As snappy as his words are, you only huff with triumph, nodding, looking at him the entire time with that little twinkle in your eye.

However, as soon as he helped you up, your breath paused and that little spike in courage was forgotten.

You lean close to him as a consequence of his gruff pull, for a second lingering as you look up at him and put on an uncertain face, curious of him as he is of you.

-At least, that's what he would like to imagine; That you are just as interested in him as he is in you.

It's considered, and For whatever reason he stays there by you, silent.

You lick your lips, subtly, not at all seductive, yet all the same, looking alluring as you offer him eyes that question him for every one of his actions that seem so unlike him.

For instance, his persisting hold that has gone from your arm to your side.

A single hand stays there and he watches as you direct your pretty eyes down to the side it resides after looking away from his own sight.

As of late, he's gotten closer throughout every interaction, and you've noticed.

'What's he doing?' You want to ask him, but you feel embarrassed too, silly too.

'He's a robot....well, Simulacrum,' you think with correction. 'Aren't they... somewhat human? At one point wasn't he?' You don't know what to think, but as you remember that, a part of you feels happy.

Something in you warms at the idea of there existing a part of him that holds the emotional capacity you do...that could somehow understand what it is that you are feeling at that very moment.

And your skin tingles as he takes the tiniest step forward while still gripping your hip.

'It's silly right?' you wonder, 'What should I do?' you wonder without direction.

While lost in thought, your hand rises, instinctually drawn to him, but he stops you midway by breaking the moment with a step driven back.

He has to peel himself away from you, being the first to move as he advises you to heal while turning to face east, and you are grateful he does.

It's not like you wanted him to draw distance, but at least he saves you the embarrassment by looking elsewhere.

'Maybe it's for the best,' You think.

"That's where we're heading," he tells you while marking the map, and he threatens to leave you behind again while waiting, eyeing you to make sure you're prepared to move, not missing the way you can't meet his gaze.

-Observant to how you seem to smile as you look at anything but him, even if it's not entirely joy-filled. There's a touch of something more but he can hardly catch it as you do your best to hide your face.

Though, occasionally you slip, and it's adorable as you try and peek at him, much more when you pretend it's not what you wanted.

It's not just enchanting how you look, but why you look that way.

And he's insistent on being the one to cause those reactions, on being the only one you show those precious responses to.

He feels scorned when anyone else can make you happy.

it's sickening at first how much he craves you. It's humiliating to him how he needs to point you to him instead, though, it's watered down when you seem to need less and less of a pull.

it's satisfying when you seek him, when you stop looking at him with question, and merely act on the same instinct he has when near you.

As his hand falls over your cheek, you stand surprised, your eyes peeled wide as his fingers move in soft caresses.

'It's just like before...' you think back to when he'd first done so, to that moment so many weeks ago.

You'd thought about it so much, nearly obsessed over it, and just how excited you felt no matter how hard you tried to pretend it didn't happen.

Your eyes flutter close, acceptant to his cold touch.

Soon, you become eased into the act, expectant of it, and he loves the way your eyes flutter close, taking in a long breath to enjoy the moment like it's an otherwordly pleasure.

The more he repeats the act, the closer he feels you, and before long there's less uncertainty.

Now, he's amused at knowing the touch of his razor-sharp claws can cause you serenity. Furthermore, it's something you need from him as you become bold, taking his kind hand, cradling it in your own as you lead it to your face and offer him sweet eyes and a pout that fills him with the slightest guilt for making you wait.

Never before would he have thought he'd succumb to a simple look, much less one as bratty as the one you pull.

These were the kinds of things he'd see people do and scoff at... How is it that he's now just one in the mass of these annoying, unbearable skinbags?

Curiosity led to experimentation which, opened the path to a routine that brought forth a side of him he forgot existed.

It'd been lifetimes ago since he'd felt the insistency to touch anyone so softly, or even be the recipient of such a feeling.

He soon becomes content with his own fill of affection, moving on without any address.

In a sense, it's like a kiss to you, an 'I've missed you' without words, moreso when it's been longer than a few hours apart.

-And that's another thing, he can't stay away.

It's not long before you pay him back with the same gentle touches, enamored by his every edge and smooth plating, an idea he thought impossible.

He feels almost naked sometimes, far too much, and while it's overwhelming at times, he doesn't tell you to stop or urge you back.

Knowing that he can also fill you with desire makes him feel alive, existent in a realm he's made of something more than wires and programming.

And one day he pushes further, coming down to your lips, pressing his own.

There's no movement from his mouth, and yet you press your soft one to his, pretending there is flesh there.

Your unbothered behavior sends him to the moon as you hold his hands, passionate in the lasting kiss.

He can feel it, your lips on his, the warmth and devotion in what you offer.

Somehow...can you?

'Can a machine love?' Noxx has dared to ask, and even if his genuine curiosity holds obnoxious condescension, it's made Revenant wonder.

-Enough to ask you.

Your eyes open wide, and you look at him with stupefaction.

"W-why do you..." you can hardly ask without stumbling over your words, and he noted your heart is fighting to jump out of your chest, it's restless as it races.

it stills when his fingers catch your chin, holding it there delicately as you continue to lay beneath him, caged down by his outstretched arm.

"You're a smart girl," he compliments because he truly does find you fascinating, even if he teases you.

He considered your thoughts worthy of contemplation, even the silly ones.

" What do you think?" he wants to know.

He wants you to speak the possibility into reality, because if you say so, then he's willing to believe.

He doesn't love himself enough to consider being happy, but if you, as fascinating and wonderful as you are tell him it's possible, then he has no doubt.

he feels something in him sinking as your eyes hold back tears, and he prepares himself for the worst, nearly certain that somehow this has all been too good.

"If I can love one... I'd hope he could feel the same for me," you say as you offer him a smile, a soft one he wants to call his and keep safe.

"If I can say I love you and be sure of it, even when I feel so afraid - could you admit it to me too?" you're begging, because you're at the point of no return, and his question feels like a make it or break it moment.

'Are you capable of that?' you think with worry.

The uncertainty in the question he asks fills you with worry because you know what you feel for him. You love Revenant and were sure every step you'd taken together was one taken with love from both sides.

' Or is this when you tell me... when you show me your true self?'

It filled you with dread to think that this was somehow a game of his, that he was truly evil and treacherous.

it's been on your mind for a while,

'Silly little Girl... you're nothing more than a game to him.' Revenant's voice echoed in your head, startling you.

You thought it had been your teammate at first, that Revenant had found his way to you already, but that hadn't been the case. You couldn't see him anywhere, and you wondered if you'd imagined the voice at first.

The sound of static occasionally fell in the background and you pressed your lips thinly wondering why your comms were failing.

"Rev... I can't hear you," you try to communicate with your partner, though, getting nothing back but choppy static.

Laughter surrounded you, and you grew weary of it.

It sounded just like Revenant, and the more he spoke, the less you were sure it was just your imagination.

"What's happening?" you thought with uncertainty, feeling sick.

There was only one thing you could think of, but you were unsure because this hadn't happened the last time you'd used his Totem. it was nothing similar.

'Poor little skinsuit...' He murmured.

' - used as just some entertainment in between matches where he can do what he actually loves,' he persists, and you had to bite back.

"That's not true," you start with annoyance that soon deters the longer he repeats the words, the more he continues to taunt you. It feels as though you'd been listening to him for an eternity, wearing down your will.

Ignoring him hadn't worked, but it seemed that arguing back was worse.

Laughter follows as a retort before he speaks again,

'It's what he was made for, It's ALL he is.'

The words are spat out, sharp, and sinister.

Just as you find refuge, you look down at your hands, and your breath comes out short and quick, as the air feels sparse.

"he's not like that, " you say as you look down at your empty palms covered in black smoke. "I thought he was, but he's not." you continue.

'Revenant, He's gentle... soft.

he's different with me...' You tried to remember that.

"he's different," you voice.

'ooh?' coos the voice, 'different you say?' he asks.

'I see he's got you all worked up with his fingers. You're familiar with them, but have you ever seen them painted red? Don't you know that same hand has sliced through more hearts than your little one could ever bear?'

"I know already, what he's done... what he is," you say.

'Do you? ' He asks with doubt.

'Do you think he's a victim? that he's some poor, trapped soul?' He asked with scrutiny.

'Aren't you sweet... you pity him don't you?' he asked with amusement.

'you want to save him, right?' he persisted with the same sneer.

'Well let me tell you something, he's earned his place in this hell! No one forced him to be the monster he is! he's made killings far before he was trapped in that body.' He informed you, making you bite your lip down harshly.

'Did he tell you that? of course not, he hasn't even told you his real name, has he?' he asked confidently.

"When he's ready he'-" Your voice died when he interrupted you.

'He knows your every secret while giving you nothing but breadcrumbs.

Sweet, sweet (f/n).

You trusted the wrong person again, didn't you?' he sang as your vision blurred, and you had to admit that stung.

Just the idea...

'That's right...' Revenant's voice starts as your face slowly falls into bleak realization.

'And you were so easy...' he added with a chuckle, 'All he had to do was offer you a little petting, like a dog.

he hardly did anything before you leaned in for more, ' and you recall it.

'Were you that touch starved?' he asked with mock pity.

At that, you closed your eyes tight, and you shook, denying it.

'Love me! love me! Oh please! Look at me! Please, someone love me!

- Pathetic!' The sound of laughter made you shrink.

' Even in this dimension, you're pathetic,' he said with a cackle.

His words continued until Familiar hands took a grasp at your shoulders, holding you tight and making you open your eyes in shock, a strangled breath leaving you.

Revenant, your Revenant in his physical form looked down at you, and as his hands squeezed you, you came to with a start.

"What the hell did you do?" the question came out irate and nasty as he stared at your shaky form, his voice making you flinch as you continued to stare at him with surprised eyes that soon filled with fright.

'This is who he is, All he is....' the voice said before it became quieter, leaving you with nothing but doubt. 'Remember that when he touches you...'

You could only shake your head in denial, not knowing what you were trying to wash your hands of exactly.

Meanwhile, You shook in his hold, and that very expression you couldn't wipe away had him unsettled,

"What did he tell you?" it was the only question he could ask, and you couldn't answer him.

Your voice refused to work, nothing but a small sound came out before you took a frantic step back.

He noticed and pulled you back, his hands refusing to let go. the ends of his digits dug deep into your arms, the grasp becoming aching enough to make you wince.

"Answer me!" his anxiousness deepened through his words and the desperate way he held you.

As you looked up at him, truly gazed at him you remembered how scared you'd been when you first met him, and why.

You recalled one thing: that after all, he was meant for killing.

How could you forget?

'He's right, at least about one thing,' you thought with dismay as the step you took back returned, the foot falling back to its earlier place after he restrained you.

The haunting voice had been right because you can't fight back. even if you had the strength to pry him off, you had no will to draw further.

'it is pathetic...'

Where else could you run to?

there was nowhere else you wanted to go, no other arms you sought for refuge.

-Because you loved him.

And it was the first time you truly admitted it.

Soon, you clung to him, needing to hold him, having a desperation to feel his arms coiling around you.

You'd wondered what it'd be like, and it was as serene as you'd expected, offering you a comfort no one else could.

'Even if this is a game to you, give me more time, let me enjoy this more.'

"Shut up..." your voice stayed soft as you pressed your cheek close to him, " Please... please shut up,"

His voice was no comfort to you right now, especially not when it melted with the vicious one from earlier and you begged him to stay silent.

But you wanted him close.

"Just hold me... touch me... don't let me go...Rev, "

"Stupid little skinsuit," he muttered, still annoyed, though complying with a gradual approval.

He hadn't imagined you'd ever lean on him the way you were now, so desperately.

"I warned you," he really wanted to scold you, because he told you not to touch his totem, that it was only his to enter.

There was a reason for his forewarning.

The longer he'd been with you, and the more he was starting to feel for you, the more unbearable it became to go through it, and he just knew it'd be a true nightmare for you.

His lips grazed the crown of your head, gently pressing down, 'How could I resist?' he wondered, his earlier fury settled.

'Especially when you cling to me like this...'

Though, he insisted on knowing what you were told. It would take some digging, but he'd figure it out. But later, because at that moment, you were more important, comforting you was his only objective.

"Do you love me?" you ask him with that soft tone to your voice that has him feeling sparked with something vibrant.

"Because I love you, " you say while you lean close, and he comes down to try and meet you. His hand shifts to hold your cheek, marveling at the delicate skin and how there's a touch of flush to it.

One of your arms is draped over his shoulder, fingers scrunching the red cloth that covers the back of his head whist your other hand is pressed to his chest.

"Revenant? Do you feel something for me? Something similar?Anything?"

He's always been fascinated by your heart, and he wishes you could feel something beneath your palm. He wishes you could feel how much his heart would be speeding at your confessions and the sensual way you peer at him.

" I feel you mine," is what he first says, marveling at your sight.

"And only you have my mercy," he tells you, as his fingers brush your cheek. Without much thought you turn your head, your lips aimed to brush over his hand.

Successfully, you land a kiss before looking up at him with eyes dimmed with yearning.

"You have what no one else has, or ever will," he says with certain.

"And what's that?" you ask softly.

"- Me." he answers simply.

"My devotion, and conscious loyalty," he affirms. "Something no one, not even Hammond will take from me again," he swore to you and himself.

"With you, I'm a puppet by choice," he said while nuzzling his face to your neck, and as strange as it may be those words meant much more than a simple I love you.

From Revenant, their meaning was profound.

There was a knot in your throat, and to save yourself from what would be choked words you pressed your lips to his, finding your own way to translate the Phrase.

'I love you too...'

#revenant x reader insert #revenant x fem reader insert #revenant fanfiction #revenant fanfic #revenant apex #revenant x y/n #revenant x you #revenant x reader #revenant imagine #revenant x fem reader #apex fanfic #apex x reader #apex legends

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pjlotrkwt · 2 months

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So what kind of gay people are in this game?

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cyber-cry-baby · 8 months

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I started a slow burn romance (+smut) Revenant x fem reader fic!

Summary:

In the peaceful outskirts of the city, your life follows a straightforward pattern: working at a café during the day and enjoying evenings with your friends. Everything feels calm, except for the ongoing annoyance caused by your unbearable boss and your troublesome ex-boyfriend.

However, your life takes an unexpected turn when you come face to face with a murderous simulacrum. This encounter shatters the monotony of your daily routine and sparks a curiosity within you that you never thought possible.

-> start reading here <-

#apex legends #apex fanfic #apex smut #revenant #apex legends revenant #revenant x reader #revenant x you #revenant smut #apex ao3 #fanfiction

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sapphic-woes · 1 year

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Lmao so I did it and I will not take any criticism. Vantage supremacy.

Vantage hunts you down. (Literally!)

You had been played for a fool. Or more accurately, you had blissfully ignored the signs.

A gunshot shatters through the silent forest, ripping out a chunk of the earth by your feet. The force makes your desperate pace falter, but you know one slip up is all it takes to be over.

Mara wouldn't hesitate. She'll pull the trigger.

Idiot. You're a fucking idiot! This was the Apex games. No one was harmless. But when she beamed down at you and spoke about the modern world with such curiosity, you couldn't help but adore her. She was young and trying to free her mother via participating in a bloodsport. Who wouldn't take pity on the kid?

A bullet grazes your thigh. You bite by a cry of agony. Apparently, those who were easily bamboozled did.

"Mara can watch out fuh herself, doncha worry." Ajay snorted as you told her about your efforts to help Vantage get comfortable with the games.

"Yeah but–I mean she's so young! She should be idle, without a care in the world, be innocent, or at least naive–you know?" Ajay raised an eyebrow at you, shaking her head.

"Yuh the only one who thinks that. Cuz Mara's got yuh wrapped around her finger." D.O.C. beeped as though to agree. You didn't understand, and at your confused stare Ajay only fixed you with a pitiful look.

"Poor thing. Don't yuh ever notice her starin'? Like she's watchin' a rabbit at the end of her scope. And you's the rabbit."

Back then, you hadn't understood. Now?

You slammed the door shut, fumbling to push some random deathbox in front of it. Frantically, you searched for syringes–nearly crying in relief to find a pack. You winced as you injected yourself with health, feeling the oh-so-expensive serum relieve some pain in your body.

Was she always this...terrifying? You'd only even been on teams with Vantage before, never at the end of her barrel. Ever since you took it upon yourself to help the FNG get comfortable with the games, the public had been obsessed, and the demand to see you two interact was overwhelming.

They loved your caring nature and the "big sister" vibes you gave off where it concerned Mara. You praised her when she managed to mark her "prey" down, backed her up to rush when she felt confident, and offered her supplies whenever you could. Bad fights only got soothing revives from you, and you never left her banner behind.

Your sales had rocketed due to this display, and very quickly fans warmed up to Vantage as well. However, your agent had suggested a match where you guys would be enemies...just to test the waters.

But you doubt she thought it would come to this.

There was a heavy thud. Startled, you jolted, clutching your empty R-301 like it was your lifeline. God, Lifeline. She had been on your team, and things had been going great, that was until...

...a bullet plunges into her skull mid sentence, causing the gruesome image of blood splattering everywhere. There's a beat of frightening terror as Ajay falls to the ground, completely knocked down. Oh my God. Before you can even find the culprit, another shot takes Ajay right out of the game. With only one other squad left, at best, it was 1 v 1 now. But at the worst?

Another shot rings out. Even though you stood still, it didn't find it's mark–but it did make you break into a frantic run–hyper aware that only one person was capable of killing someone in two shots.

Mara–no, Vantage–was hunting you down like prey, and you were running out of places to hide. You swallowed as you peeked out the window, watching Mara dust dirt from her landing with a hum. Her upbeat attitude sent prickles up your spine. Before you'd found it endearing, but now it made your heart pound with dread.

She's enjoying this. Her sharp eyes brightly glanced around, steps perfectly quiet and precise. Mara paused with a tilt in her head, and you held your breath as she spoke.

"I know you're here, y/n. I can smell you." Wait, seriously? That's not just a tidbit she says for the show? She couldn't actually do that, right? Vantage may have been a seasoned hunter, but she was still totally human...right?

"Sweet...reeking with fear. Gosh it almost makes me feel bad. Afraid I'm gonna eat you alive? Don't worry y/n–I don't bite too much." Vantage chuckled to herself, stalking around in search of you.

"You're always so reliable and confident with me, but your panicked face when I "miss" a shot? Precious."

She missed on purpose? You didn't understand why. It looked like she was the last of her squad too, so if she had hit you she would have won. What did Vantage gain from stretching out this game of cat and mouse...

Oh.

"Echo thinks it's hilarious...but I dunno. It's kinda cute."

You couldn't believe what she was saying, face growing bright red. She'd made you run for ages, freaking out when gunshot after gunshot barely missed your form–because she thought you were cute?

She did remember this was broadcast live right? She did remember everyone was watching her do...whatever this was to you right now.

A voice echoed above you both, and you winced. The final ring was going to close soon, and you were out of heat shields. You doubted Vantage didn't have a pair, since you always nagged her to pick them up.

Which meant you'd have to face her head on.

Shit.

"Are you gonna hide in there all day? Didn't take you to be the type to cower. Guess I'll have to uh, what do they call it?" Mara's voice at the other side of the door you'd blocked made you squeak, and you swore she giggled at the sound. It would have been like bells in your ears if not for what she did next.

Bang. Mara kicked the blocked door with a loud crack, and you flinched as the door started to shatter.

Bang. Frantic, you glanced around as she busted her way in, grabbing a thermite grenade and aiming it at her.

Bang. You chucked it once the door finally shattered, sharply turning to run up the stairs. You could hear the sound of her surprise, followed by a chilling, hysterical laugh–and the growl she released as she spoke.

"Smart. I do love a good chase..." The words sent a shiver down your spine. You had never seen Mara like this. Her heartwarming smile was replaced with a smirk, sly as she followed the sound of you panicked footsteps. There was no ammo, no syringes–god this place has been completely cleaned out–and things only grew worse when a voice boomed overheard.

The final ring was closing, and it was going to force you to come back the way you came.

Click.

The sound of her sniper was painfully familiar. You froze, turning slowly to look at Mara. Sure enough, her trademark gun was out, ready to fire, and you were at the end of her scope.

"...Take what's yours? Claim what you want? I dunno, Loba says it I want it, I should have it. Something like that. Just..." You stayed still as Mara walked closer. Her gaze was sharp, demeaning–and somehow you felt stripped bare under it, legs growing weak. The end of her sniper rested against the bottom of your chin, forcing you to look up and keep her gaze.

"It's only natural to hunt down what you're hungry for, right?" Her voice dipped into a husky tone, and you nervously licked your lips, unsure if she meant simple survival instincts or something else.

"Are–uh, Ma-I mean, Vantage–" You stuttered fruitlessly, sucking in a breath when Mara came closer.

"Mhm?" God. Her hum was sweet yet awfully intimidating, making you shiver when calloused hands brushed against your side.

"Why did–you're acting different–I mean just–does, d-does that mean you...uh, to me..." The mess of questions in your head jumbled up into one measly whisper. The sniper grinned, leaning down to let her soft lips brush over your forehead.

"I like you, y/n. You're a little dense, super naive, but all cute, weak prey are. That's what makes chasing them down and marking them so satisfying." As she speaks, you suddenly feel the cool end of a wingman pressed against your skull, and your stomach sinks as Vantage sweetly smiles

"So good luck trying to escape my grasp. I never let go of the things I like."

Bang.

#vantage x reader #vantage apex legends #apex legends x reader #xiomara contreras #YES SHE KILLS YOU. MARA DOESN'T HESITATE OK #but she will find you after the game and kiss it better ❤️

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1-800-c0sm1c · 7 months

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꒰snooze !꒱

after an intense match in the apex games, there's only one legend crypto would even dare let his guard down around.

character x legend!reader

includes crypto !

warnings : none.

word count : 1268

a/n : can you tell i've been streaming lovejoy's music recently with the cmwyl lyric i shoved in there ? yeah i'm obsessed sorry not sorry 🫶

crypto was not one to let his guard down, ever. on the dropship, he was notorious for his silent and cold personality. how you managed to get him to warm up to you, let alone have an actual friendship with him was a mystery to your fellow legends.

after finishing a particularly rough match, you had offered crypto to come back with you to your apartment for a celebratory evening. he usually would be quick to decline, after all he always had work outside of the apex games that needed his attention. however, he's noticed he has a hard time saying no to you, especially when you look up at him with excitement in your eyes. crypto is sure he'd bang his head on any doorframe you seemed suitable for you two to go through if you looked at him the same way you always do.

he pretends to seem annoyed when agreeing, attempting to make the other legends around you on the dropship assume that he wasn't actually this quick to give in. although he highly doubts that anyone else's doe eyes would have the same effect on him that yours do, and he's not sure whether that's a blessing or a curse.

crypto's now relaxing on your couch, or at least, what he would consider relaxing. it's rare he gets a chance away from his work outside of when participating in the apex games, but he always can't help but feel a sense of guilt rush over him whenever he neglects it. so, even though it may not look like it, him sitting with his muscles tensed and brows furrowed, is his idea of taking a break.

you try your best not to laugh at him, the last thing you'd want to do is make him uncomfortable. but sometimes his awkwardness is amusing, and you choose to enjoy it while it lasts. "you look like you have a lot on your mind." you state, jumping up onto the couch next to him. "i always do." he replies, nonchalantly. you shrug in response, "yeah, i guess that's true. i just meant, you know, like you need a break." crypto pauses for a moment. he can't think straight when you're staring at him like that, like you see through him. was it that obvious how pent up he was? he guesses if it was obvious to anyone else they wouldn't have the courage to bring it up. not like you, never afraid to speak your mind, and incredibly stubborn.

"...아니, i'm fine." he finally answers, you don't look convinced in the slightest. "your eyebags look like they're working overtime at the local grocery store. when's the last time you got a full night's rest?" he looks away again, not sure whether he should answer honestly or not. he's probably gotten about 5 hours this week, and that's being generous. "it doesn't matter, i hardly notice when the time is passing anyway." he tries to play it off, hoping you wont press further, and surprisingly, you drop it. "yeah, sure. if you say so. if you're functioning i guess i can't get on your case about it." he lets out a breath of relief he hadn't even realized he was holding, and instantly regrets the answer he just gave you.

shit. maybe sleep was important. untensing his body even for such a short amount of time made the consequences of crypto's lack of sleep catch up to him real quick. he holds back a yawn, before attempting to strike up another conversation with you so he doesn't completely shut down. "you said you wanted to celebrate, what did you have in mind?" "oh, i don't know. i usually just end up with some cider in the hot tub by the end of the night. what do you think?"

he thinks its a horrible idea, but maybe if you begged him enough he'd think about it. just, not in his current situation. there'd be nothing more embarrassing than passing out in a hot tub and potentially drowning. plus, depending on who was around, removing his jacket was off limits for crypto. he's hoping you'll realize on your own how dumb of an idea that really was, and you'll be okay with just watching a movie or something. whatever gets him home the fastest.

you pout at him dramatically, "you wanna go home already? but you've been here for less than an hour. you'll have all the time in the world to be a boring nerd later, okay?" oh god, did he say that out loud? maybe it was too late for him, he was already totally delirious. he plays it off by looking annoyed, but with how exhausted he obviously looks it comes across more as a cranky toddler who's been woken up from their nap earlier than they'd like. you'd never tell crypto this as you value your life, but his grumpier side is actually really cute.

"what do you want to do then? since all my ideas are horrible.." you ask, heavy sarcasm in your tone that would make anyone else think you've spent too much time around crypto, but that he finds to be quite amusing. you're rubbing off on him too, just in hopefully less noticeable ways. he thinks about your question for a second, realizing he actually doesn't have any better suggestions and huffs a sigh and shrugs. "i don't know.." he mumbles.

you laugh under your breath and quickly clear your throat when he glances back at you, "well.. what do you usually do in your free time? outside of all the extra… stuff… you do?" he shrugs again nonchalantly, "i don't have time for other stuff." glancing down at his watch, he tries to pretend like the minutes aren't passing slower than ever. he can't even use the excuse that he's wasting his time. and even if he could, he wouldn't use it to guilt you.

"if you did have time, then. what would you do with it?" "sleep." crypto responds almost immediately. his eyes have started to get much more difficult to keep open, and he knows once they're closed they won't open again for a bit. you've noticed this, and subtlety move closer towards him until your shoulder touches his. you're not sure if it's the padding in his jacket or if he's really that out of it but he doesn't react at all to the distance between you being much smaller than it was before. "i mean, nobody's stopping you. i have a spare room or you can crash here on the couch if you want."

crypto quickly shakes his head, feeling slightly lightheaded afterwards. "that won't be necessary." you decide to test the waters by gently laying your head on his shoulder. this time he flinches, but he doesn't push you away. "are you sure? you look exhausted, i don't think you could make the walk back to your apartment." he scoffs, but doesn't deny his tiredness anymore. "whatever." crypto mutters.

you lift your head up to let him adjust on the couch, and he seems insistent on falling asleep sitting up perfectly straight. "that cannot be comfortable.." you laugh as you place your head back down and gently move his to lay on top of yours. crypto almost sputters out a protest but finds he's too tired to care anymore and instead simply says "wake me up in an hour." as he yawns. "yeah right. i'll see you in 8." you smile at your own remark, and crypto smiles too before closing his eyes finally and falling asleep.

#✧;;↬ my work.❞┊🍓#apex legends #apex crypto x reader #apex legends fanfic #apex legends x reader #apex crypto #crypto x reader #crypto x you #crypto #apex legends x you

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sunsetentity · 1 year

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Caustic x reader Headcanon

Autor: Hii I'm new at tumblr so sorry for any mistakes but hope you like it!! Enjoy!! (Also English is not my first language so sorry for any errors!)

Really slow burn. In the beginning he tries to deny any feelings for you, that a man like him can't possibly be interested

Likes cooking for you, but won't do it often. He's a workaholic after all, job is too important to him

He changes mood pretty easily. So be careful with words, some could set him off

Not a fan of physical contact. But he'll try for you

I think dates with him are only at home, with his cooking and your favorite tv show/film

#apex caustic #caustic x reader #apex x reader #apex legends x you #apex legends x reader

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time-to-run · 2 years

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(Apex Legends) Mirage x Male Reader (part 2)

Summary: I only really did smut and fluff headcanons/imagines so here's some angst ones.

Tw/Cw: angst,

✨️Angst✨️

-Imagine you walk in on mirage just balling his eyes out crying, and no matter how much you try to talk to him or comfort him, he just keeps on crying,

-Imagine Mirage got the both of you badly hurt during a match and he thinks your mad at him which your not. So he just kinda tries to avoid you the whole day cause of that,

-Imagine Mirage becoming very emotional when you do something nice for him early in your relationship. Like full on happy sobbing,

-Imagine you get so badly hurt that you have to stay in bed all day and Mirage just won't leave your side for anything. And he gets so upset when your condition gets worse, so now he just sleeps in your room with you to make sure your okay,

-Imagine you got so busy with work you managed to forget the date Mirage had asked you out on, and when you ran there full speed it was too late. When Mirage sees you he just gives you that angry side glare and walks right past you,

-Imagine something happens and you think Mirage did it and your so angry because of it you ignore him for almost a whole week. Until he comes knocking on your door with tears in his eyes asking what he's done wrong. Basically begging you to tell him,

-Imagine you forgetting to do something you normally do on a daily basis and instantly Mirage thinks its because he's done something. Like it could be something so simple as to not kiss him before you leave and he's overthinkng it,

-Imagine Mirage getting so mad he's in tears and he just can't stop screaming. He's weak and he just falls to his knees, and tries to reach out to you,

-Imagine you and Mirage getting into an argument and in the heat of the moment you shout "God i hate you". Suddenly everything goes quiet and you regret what you said the moment you saw his hurt expression,

-Imagine something goes wrong and now your being held by Mirage, literally dying in his arms. He's cover in your blood, completely in tear screaming "Please! God no! Just stay with me please!"

#gay #queer #x male reader #x reader #apex #apex legends #apex legends x reader #apex legends x you #apex legends x male reader #mirage (elliott rodger witt)#mirage #elliot rodger witt #mirage x reader #mirage x you #mirage x male reader

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mekakitsune · 1 year

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i walk this earth all by myself |renee blasey (wraith) x gn!reader

never in her life did renee think she would feel this way.

her heart burns in her throat as she sees you smile. a genuine yet sad one you give to ajay and her on the airship. the battle had been anything but easy. a painfully long and equally tiring match led to the three of you pretty beat up, but alas, victorious. we are lucky to have her, she thought to herself. she didn't like seeing you hurt. ajay made quick work of patching herself up while doc buzzed quietly in the background.

renee wasn't listening to what was being said between the two of you, the pounding under her skull making it hard to focus on anything. ajay made her way towards her in hopes of getting close enough to fully assess her injuries. bold.

"im fine.." renee muttered, clearly not wanting to be touched.

"cmon...youre still bleeding.." she says, quite defeated for the usually eccentric and confident girl. the look she gave ajay was enough. with a sigh, she returned to her place, the small bench in the aircraft, next to you.

it'll never be me.

she lets her eyes fall closed while the craft sputters as they land. all she wanted to do was to clean up, and go to sleep.

the journey back to her room was a quick one, not wanting to be bothered by anyone trying to "help" her.

it had been a few hours since the three of you arrived back at the base, each of you going your respective ways after bidding goodnight. renee headed towards her room, completely ready to take a quick shower and then pass the hell out.

she makes quick work in the bathroom, emerging from the small steamy space feeling a little bit better than she did before. she chooses to put on a simple black tank, and sweatpants that are surely a few sizes too big.

by this time it was late. pushing past 2am and renee was ready to come crashing down. she began unmaking her "made" bed but stopped when she heard a tiny knock at her dorm room door. she stood for a few seconds, mostly praying that the person would just assume she was asleep and leave. once more, a tiny knock. who the hell is that at 2am? she moves to the door silently and peaks through the small hole placed on on the top of the door.

outside she found a sight she did not expect. it was you, also freshly showered and clad in some dorky pj pants and a shirt she could have sworn belonged to elliot.

it took her a minute to decide what to do, but her heart acted before her brain could, and she pulled open the door.

"hi...im really sorry if i woke you up" you said quietly, it made her heart squeeze tightly. you looked so tired, it made her wonder why you made her way down to her room this late.

"i wasn't asleep yet. its okay, but why are you up so late? is everything okay?" she didnt mean to ask so many questions at once, it just felt like it was second nature for her to make sure you were not in harms way.

"i could ask you the same question yknow." you said with a small smile.

renee huffs, putting on the typical "i dont care" act.

before she could come up with an excuse, she noticed your figure. you were shaking. your arm was wrapped in bandages, bruises littered your exposed skin.

"seriously....are you..alright?" she asked softly this time, looking you in your eyes. she could stare into them for the rest of her life.

"im...fine, i think. i dont know, i guess im just still shaken up, a lot people got hurt today, and i cant help but feel like its partly my fault yknow? if i was just quicker with my reaction time then-" you played with your fingers as you carried on, trailing off when you heard her scoff.

you meet her eyes once more to see her looking down at you.

"you know it wasn't your fault. it wasn't anyones, but especially not yours." she sounded...sincere.

part of you wanted to break down right then and there, comfort seemingly making you feel even worse.

she noticed the way your body trembled. she wanted nothing more than to take you away somewhere far away from all of this. somewhere she knew you wouldn't be living in fear of the unknown. shes been in your position many times before. she understands your guilt.

maybe it was due to the exhaustion, or the slight frustration of being pulled into the hallway seconds before she was about to slip into a deep sleep. without much thought, she gently grabbed your hand, pulling you into the dark room behind her. the door clicked shut behind you, suddenly you felt very out of place. her room was dimly lit, but strangely comforting.

"sleep with me tonight." she said simply, and your eyes grew wide. she studied your reaction for a moment before pouting. cute.

"i didnt...mean it like that. weirdo.." had the room not been so dim you would see the rush of heat cover renees pale cheeks.

"you dont... have too, i just, know what its like to be stuck in your own head, yknow." you could tell your reaction threw her off, but you quickly backed yourself up.

"are you really asking me to get into bed with you renee? i mean...your offer is tempting" you teased lightly, already making your way to her plush bed. with a roll of her eyes, she follows behind you, turning the light completely off in the process, hoping that the darkness would hide the embarrassment she felt.

feeling the mattress dip under your weight, you slip under her covers as if they were your own, leaving room at your side for her. she stands unmoving, clearly unsure of what to do.

"i can sleep on the floor...if that makes you more comfortable" she said, pretty foolish considering you were in her room.

"what!? no way...its your room, just...lay down please?" your voice was quiet, scared if you made too much noise you'd simply scare her away.

without much more of a thought, renee slips into the bed next to you. she was too tired to argue.

shes tense, and it's awkward, laying flat on her back on the edge of the bed, scared to get too close.

you cant help the pang of guilt in your chest, hoping silently that you truly weren't intruding.

a small sigh leaves her lips.

"i meant it. when i said it wasn't your fault. i hope you know that..." she said, eyes moving to catch your features. you looked so beautiful to her, like always.

"thank you, renee." you responded, eyes locking onto her grey ones.

maybe it was the exhaustion, or unresolved tension taking over. you move closer slowly, laying your head on her chest, waiting and still to see her reaction.

and it never came.

in fact, you felt her arm reposition to wrap itself securely around your shoulders.

another sigh. this one not out of discomfort or frustration. out of peace. the pounding in her skull finally dying out as the exhaustion truly takes over.

"im here for you y/n, always." she whispered, voice full of something you couldn't quite recognize.

holding her closer you choose not to respond verbally, allowing yourself to relax in her arms, eyes slipping closed with a content sigh.

"i hope you mean it. i dont plan on going anywhere." you say, smile evident in your voice.

renee hums in response, fingers tracing your shoulders lightly. sleep fills the room soon enough, allowing the two of you your own bit a peace, finally.

all shes ever wanted was to feel safe, and she does. you make her feel grounded, tearing her from plaguing thoughts. for that, she would always be indebted to you.

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