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r-ando-m-w-rite-r · 1 year

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Simple Beginnings

Rev x reader

hey im back for now

actually found some inspiration

rev headcannons enjoy

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-There is usually only two things on Revenant’s mind: murder and revenge.

-He only thinks, craves, and fights for blood.

-He is out for Hammond Robotics; it is his mission to corrupt their whole system and seek the revenge he rightfully deserves.

-But lately, other things have been distracting him from his plans.

-And by ‘other things’, he means you.

-Ever since you joined the games, there had been something about you that had caught his eye.

-Whether it was your small, defenseless form or the way you pridefully carried yourself, having all the confidence in the world despite your size, there was something that drew him to you.

-Of course, at first he had kept to himself, and you hadn’t approached him in any way, instead sticking to that birdie Valkyrie.

-But you had caught him staring once or twice, to which he responded by clearing his throat or casually looking the other way to not draw suspicion.

-As the time went on, you had ended up on his team multiple times, to which he would treat you outwardly about the same as he would anyone else.

-But you did notice over time how he tended to drop good loot and ammo that you needed in your path.

-This was, of course, intentional, but you didn’t know that.

-It confused you that the murder bot himself was being nice to you in his own way, but you truly didn’t think much of it.

-Well, not until the one night at the bar that changed everything.

-It had been any regular Friday, you chilling at the bar after a game, grabbing a drink with your fellow Legends.

-The group started slow, but after a few rounds had been passed around, people began to disperse.

-Fuse and Bloodhound were the first to sneak off somewhere, and then Mirage disappeared after the clones that he had set to attend the bar began to act up.

-Octane had ran off to a bathroom to hurl up his 17 shots, leaving you and the couple making out beside you, consisting of Loba and Valkyrie.

-You rolled your eyes at this, walking over to the bar and taking a seat on a barstool.

-Your vision was wobbly and your senses were all mixed up, so you hadn’t realized that you had sat next to someone.

-Revenant watched as you plopped down, tipsy and obviously slightly out of it.

-He had watched you get drunk; in fact, he had watched your group tucked into the corner of the bar all night getting drunk.

-As much as he ached to get closer to you, to at least try to get to know more about you, there was absolutely no way he was going to even go as far as to approach the other Legends.

-It was just in his stubborn nature.

-Looking down at you, he finished off his beer before slamming the glass down onto the counter.

-You looked up, jostled by the loud noise, and towering over you was none other than Revenant himself.

-At first, his eyes scared you; the two beady yellow LEDs burned into you.

-But after a moment, you felt yourself warm to them.

-Your intoxicated brain knew you were at least in his favor, as he dropped little hints sometimes within the games to lead to such a conclusion.

-Without thinking, you leaned into him, wrapping his torso in a bear hug.

-Revenant’s eyes widened in shock, what were you doing?

-He knew you were drunk, but drunk enough to hug a blood-thirsty assassin robot?

-Despite his mechanics speeding up at the sudden arousal within him, he didn’t dare move, too afraid of injuring your fragile form.

-You mumbled incomprehensive words into his middle-section before reaching up and groping for his large claw.

-Upon finding it, you tugged at it until he let you take it and place it on your back.

-You then did the same with the other, making him hug you back.

-He still didn’t move, slightly awed by how cute you were being, whether you realized it or not.

-He did look around, however, and after realizing the bar was pretty much empty, he let himself relax a little into your touch.

-The two of you sat there for what seemed like hours, your thoughts blank, his running faster than Octane on stim could accomplish.

-This was soft for him, but he also secretly liked the attention.

-And it wasn’t the same attention he got when he was killeader in the games or won as the Champion squad.

-This attention was a loving one, one that he hadn’t experienced in centuries.

-You had always seemed to catch his attention, so he wanted this...right?

-Yes, he did.

-Coming to his decision, he quickly withdrew himself from you, careful not to nick you with any part of his arms or hands.

-You let out a whine, obviously upset by this, but squeaked as he picked you up bridal style.

-You would be coming home with him, but not for sex or anything of that sort, just to cuddle and be with him.

-You had tempted him, and he had taken the bait.

-You grasped around his neck, clinging to him for dear life as he turned and began walking towards the exit of the bar.

-You looked into his face, confused and tired from your drunken state.

-He looked back down at you, reading your overall puzzled expression.

-Although he couldn’t reach up to comfort you, he stretched his head down to nuzzle you in the side of the neck.

-Heat rose into your cheek as he did this, and you returned it by smooshing your face into his; it wasn’t the same, but he appreciated the effort you put to replicate comfort for him.

-He pushed out the swinging doors of the bar, taking in your scent, comforting you, and feeling like the luckiest simulacrum alive.

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thesleepycrypto · 2 months

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Cryptage/Holohacker discord server now available!

Come join our community! Hang out and chat with other friendly people! Discuss your favorite HC’s or find people to play apex with! All welcome in this server!! :)

Art by @sunnythesigilyph

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ibiggiecheese · 10 months

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It’s not a want its a NEED. I NEED SOMEONE TO WRITE A FIC ABT HUMAN REVENANT EATING OUT THE READER RIGHT IN THE MORNING LIKE ITS HIS LAST MEAL🙏🙏🙏🙏

If u do tag me😘(i am foaming at the mouth)

#apex #apex legends #apex revenant #revenant #reader insert #revenant x reader #apex lifeline #apex loba #apex horizon #apex bloodhound #apex wraith

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calmbeforethesunset · 1 year

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Quick little bong rip before the match starts 💨 🔥

Anyone else play Apex legends? Who do you main? Cause Wattson and her little fences has been top tier since the beginning 🥰.

#cannalife #cannagirl #cannabis #bongbeauties #bong rip #420 #blowing smoke #cute girls #girlblogging #tumblr girls #apex legends #Wattson #apex bloodhound #apex valkyrie #apex loba #wattson x crypto

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that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main · 2 years

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-Apex Legends Masterlist-

☽───⛧ Mirage ⛧───☾

Alone for Just a Moment | GN | Romantic

Only a Pinch | GN | Romantic

Training | GN | Romantic

Cockblocker | F | Romatic | NSFW

☽───⛧ Revenant ⛧───☾

☽───⛧ Loba ⛧───☾

☽───⛧ Valkyire ⛧───☾

☽───⛧ Mad Maggie ⛧───☾

☽───⛧ Fuse ⛧───☾

the beginning, the middle, and The End| GN | Platonic

☽───⛧ Bangalore ⛧───☾

☽───⛧ Vantage ⛧───☾

☽───⛧ Octane ⛧───☾

☽───⛧ Bloodhound ⛧───☾

Being Bloodhounds Younger Sibling | GN | Platonic | 2 |

☽───⛧ Extras ⛧───☾

Please ask for any characters that are not on the list!!! This is just the start!!!

#x reader #fanfic masterlist #apex legends masterlist #apex legends x reader #apex legends bloodhound #apex legends fuse #apex legends mirage #apex legends revenant #apex legends loba #apex legends mad maggie #apex legends bangalore

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vip3r-r · 2 years

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I see NOTHING has been posted about vantage and it’s my duty (and I see a great opportunity) to post for her! I love her so much y’all don’t get it.

I may post some self inserts but I think the rest are going to be Gn! Reader, if you have any ideas please send them! My request are open!!

#apex legends x reader #apex x reader #mirage #mirage x reader #bloodhound #bloodhound x reader #apex legends #apex legends headcanons #apex headcanons #x reader #apex bloodhound #apex mirage #apex wattson #apex wraith #Wattson x reader #wraith x reader #loba x reader

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dontbethatguy20 · 2 years

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Requests are open again (: I do overwatch and apex legends scenarios, headcannons and match ups

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sqwapex · 2 years

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Requests are : Open

Trying to come back from my hiatus. Please request things, i’ll try to get to them :)

.... also, i’m thinking about branching out with the fandoms i write for

Hi! I’m Sqwiid, and my pronouns are She/Her/They/Them. I’m a sapphic writer and specialize in writing WLW fics. However, I’m trying to expand my horizons and am up for writing WLM and MLM and GN xReader fics.

SFW & NSFW Limitations and disclaimers.

( + ) I will write fics for any Apex Legends character. Please specialize if your request is NSFW or SFW, and please be as specific as possible so that I can provide exactly what you’re looking for.

( - ) I have the jurisdiction to decline requests as I see fit, though I don’t really see this happening!

You can find all of my works on AO3.

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animecinnamonroll99 · 2 years

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Octane x FEM!Reader pt. 14

Sorry for the long wait! Just some reminders, the Spanish may be a little off since I use what I can remember and word reference I try not to use google much if at all. Any missing ` or ~ in the Spanish is from not being able to copy and paste. If anyone knows how to get my laptop keyboard to type proper Spanish and can help me with correct phrasing please let me know. I do my best to make this story entertaining and as accurate to lore and language as I can.

sincerely, animecinnamonroll <3

Masterlist

back to the love story below. I DO NOT OWN THE SONGS OR CHARACTERS!

Te amo mucho- I love you very much

A few hours of mingling and taking photos with random sponsors for both the Silva’s company and the games music started to play and Tavi left me with Walter so he could ‘tear up the dancefloor’. Walter and I gave each other knowing glances and chuckled. Bloodhound joins us a few minutes later shaking their head “He really knows how to make things….interesting.” Muttering an agreement Walter goes to say something, only to be cut off “So there’s the sexy lady.” A shiver runs down my spine in disgust. “I don’t know why you’re avoiding me, unless it’s because you find me so damn attractive.” Mr. Silva’s hand goes to touch my back, but I move just in time. “Hey Bloth, do you know where Ajay is? I need her to help me with something.”

When Bloodhound started to lead me away the song playing changed to ‘Hero’ by Enrique Iglesias comes on and a streak of green comes barreling towards me. “Chica!!! It’s our song!” He screeches as he grabs me and leads me to the dance floor. Pressing me against him, Tavi rested one hand on the small of my back and the other grabbed mine. Swaying us around Tavi started softly humming along to the song and after a little while he started to softly sing the lyrics in my ear. Laying my head down on his shoulder, I close my eyes and relax into him. Unknown to me everyone was watching us dance. Tavi leans close to my ear and whispers “Te amo mucho” as the song ends. Keeping an arm wrapped around me, Tavi leads me off the dancefloor and over to Ajay, who’s waiting at a table for us. “You two are the envy of every couple in here.” she greets as we sit down. Tavi chuckles and pulls my chair closer as Anita, Ramya, Makoa, Renee and Eliot sit with us. Everyone else went to find their seats and the noise lowered to a hum once everyone was settled. “Thank you all for being here to celebrate the Apex games and the endorsements of my son Octavio Silva. Tonight is a monumental moment as we welcome a new season and a new legend from the competitors. At the end of the night Blisk will tell us who’s the newest legend, but for now let’s eat and celebrate those who have been here since the beginning and those who have joined us thus far!” As soon as Edwardo finished his speech everyone broke out in a round of applause and the wait staff brought out the first meal of the evening.

Several hours of parting really started to wear me down. “Tavi, I’m heading off to bed soon.” I let the speedster know of my plans. “Make sure you take one of the chicas with you just in case mi amor.” I nod as we walk off to find someone to walk with me to my room. After a minute or two we happened to run into Anita and Ramya. “Can you guys go with (Y/N) to her room so that she can sleep without the old man trying to sneak in on her?” Tavi asked them and after a moment of consideration they let us know that they were planning on retiring soon as well.

Linking arms with the two we start up the stairs to the room I would be staying in. We were none the wiser to the hatted male watching us walk up the stairs and start following as soon as he knew we wouldn't catch him.

Getting to my room went smoothly and the girls stayed to help me out of the dress and take all of the hair pins Loba used out of my hair. Once I was bobby pin and dress free Anita and Ramya left the room while I headed into the bathroom. Once in the bathroom I twisted the knobs to get the water to the right temperature to start filling the bath. Remembering the bubble bath that was snuck into my bag before we left, I grab a robe and tie it around my waist.

#octane #octane x reader #octavio silva #apex legends #love story #loba #gibraltar #rampart #party #bloodhound #fuse #dancing

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placeb0king · 7 months

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A cute little lobahound for now

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coffee-colored-hopeless-romantic · 1 year

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My New Addiction. Pt 1

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Yeah so I went very overboard with this and I think I’ll make a part 2 eventually. Def a slow burn mutual pining type thing.

Also lmk if the Spanish is off at all!!

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Octane x Fem!Reader

CW: mutual pining, s l o w burn, swearing,

You did it. You finally did it, you were a Legend! An Apex Legend! You worked your ass off and you made it, you were on the way to meet everyone and get settled into your new home. Yes you were nervous, you’re a fan of almost all the legends and now you were one of them, how could you NOT be nervous? You breathe in and out as the momentum slows and you realize that you’ve arrived. The door gets opened by the driver and you exit, your bags already being taken up to your room.

As you were lead to the main area where everyone was gathered, you heard music and chatter before you got there. Everyone got quiet when you entered and the first one to say something was none other than Mirage.

“Hey hey! There’s the new gal! Welcome to our uni-un- special group! I’m Elliot, also known as Mirage.” He takes a little bow and suddenly another one of him wraps his arm around himself. It was confusing but you laugh nonetheless at his greeting.

Soon Ajay came up and shook your hand, smiling. “Hey now, welcome to da family! I’m Lifeline on da field but you can call me Ajay. What’s ya name?” You smile back, shaking her hand. Thee Lifeline, she’s literally so iconic and you’re just buddies with her suddenly. It was hard to maintain composure. “I’m Y/n! Nice to meet everyone!” You say cheerfully.

Fuse hollers out “and she’s a looker! What a deal!” The typical thing Fuse would say, soon being nudged by his own partner Bloodhound. That earned a chuckle from the one eyed Aussie and a kiss was placed on the masked hunter’s temple in apology. You thought they were flirtatious with each other but didn’t know they were actually together!

You went down the line of greetings until Ajax sighed and looked visibly annoyed. “Now where is that fool? I told him ta show up! SILVA YA BETTA GET YA ASS OVA HERE RIGHT NOW!” She shouted, soon enough you all hear distant mechanical sounds at a hurried pace. “Sorry Che! Sorry! Got a little carried away with the livestream! Did I miss the new guy?” He asked absentmindedly as he entered the room, everyone basically just gestures towards you and he soon looked over himself. “Oh! Hola! Welcome welcome! I’m Octavio! Nice to meet you, chica!” He walked over and greeted you personally, taking off his goggles revealing his eyes to you. He doesn’t reveal his face online or during the matches so you hadn’t seen his face before. What you did see though, was extremely attractive.

The evening started to liven up, as you were shown to your room and got to change. Wraith, who you came to know as Renee, told you about the welcome party they were throwing for you at the bar they go to. It was a special bar exclusively for the legends and higher ups in the industry to keep from getting bombarded with fans, paparazzi and onlookers. It was the best place for them to unwind other than their personal quarters. You nod and decide to change into something a little nicer. A form fitting top, with a loose sweater over it and some jeans. Nothing fancy but it was nicer than your typical outfit.

First thing you see was Elliott, Loba, Octavio and Natalie (Wattson) on the dance floor having a ball. They were tearing it up and once Loba caught sight of you she rushed over and dragged you to join. “Come on beautiful! You’re the guest of honor tonight! Want something to drink?” She asks as she pulls you into the group of friends dancing about.

You nod and tell her to get something strong but fruity and she just winks and says ‘leave it to me’ and waltzed off to the bar. A few songs and drinks in, you were feeling pretty loose, you were sitting in a booth with Ajay, Octavio, Renee, Loba and Elliott. They kind of already inserted themselves as your clique for now until they all get to know you and you basically choose yourself. You couldn’t complain though, you were enjoying every moment of this and as the night went on, the more comfortable you got. Not to mention you got to see Octavio’s full face for most of the night and holy hell he was attractive. You already had a crush on the daredevil but now seeing his face, his smile, his eyes. Your heart melted, you tried extremely hard not to stare at the man, failing and getting caught a few times. The girls were quick yo notice and once Octavio left the table to go to the bathroom, Loba immediately leaned over.

“Someone’s got an eye on the speedster hm?” She grinned, chin on a hand, leaning closer onto the table. Your face flushed red and you attempted to deny it but everyone already knew. Ajay not understanding the attraction but she didn’t judge. He was also basically her brother so it was weird for her to see him in that light in any way.

The rest of the night went great, nothing crazy happened. Just a party and getting to know a few of the legends you’ll be fighting and fighting along side.

About a month or so passes by and it was your first time to be in a duos match with Octane. He knocked on your door early in the morning already hyper. You groggily open the door and see him bouncing a leg while he waited. “What’s up Tavi?” You ask through a yawn, he grinned and handed you a coffee he had just gotten. “Here! It’s got an extra shot in it, gotta make sure you can keep up with me! Don’t want you falling behind, besides we gotta kick ass today and get a win! It’s our first time getting paired up!”

You couldn’t help but smile at him, he was more excited than you thought he would’ve been, not that you thought he was gonna be excited in the first place but it was nice to know he was looking forward to fighting with just the two of you. You had been in trios together and he was as chaotic as you’d imagine. Rushing in. Losing sight of him entirely. Him leading squads to you. All the fun stuff Octane does. One thing though was you’d never actually used his jump pad. You have done your best to avoid that, you didn’t know what it was. You could drop out of the airship fine so it wasn’t the height that bothered you, you weren’t sure as to why you didn’t want to fly off that thing.

“Thanks Tavi, we’ll do great today.” You take a sip of the slightly stronger coffee that was gifted to you with a hum. “Mmm, delicious. Wanna come in? I was just gonna start making some food.” You offer and he shrugs. “Cant turn down a free meal can I?” He walked inside your little place with you and plopped himself onto a chair, leg bouncing as he sat. He really could just never keep still. As you were cooking and making conversation a few other legends come to the door, Octane opening it for you while you had your hands full.

A few familiar voices chime in, saying good morning and good luck. You heard Ramya nudge her way in. “Heyy newbie! How’s it goin? Wanted to see if you wanted to make a bet with me ya?” You had been warned about Ramya’s bets and stakes. You squint your eyes with a grin, brimming with curiosity. “Depends on what the bet is. Shoot.” She chuckled and placed both hands on her hips. “If my team wins, you gotta do something for us for a week. If you win, vise versa. Easy.” You raise your eyebrow and look over at Octavio, he’s smirking. Always up for a challenge. “HahHAH!” He laughs loudly and wraps an arm around you. “WHEN we win, be sure not to be sore losers.”

You sigh in defeat as they leave, now the stakes were higher. You didn’t want to do things for Ramya and Ajay for a week! Let alone knowing that Octavio would literally never let you live it down. You look over at the green haired daredevil as he was eating the simple breakfast you had made. “Tavi, we gotta win now.” He chuckled and looked at you. “If we lose, you owe me a kiss.” You owed him what now? Your face must’ve said the same thing because he smirked. “Good incentive huh?” He teased. You just sipped your coffee with a gaze. “Maybe I don’t wanna win now.” You say softly, kind of hoping he heard but also not. He did though and his eyebrow quirked. He licked his lips, getting a little speck of food off. “Well well, don’t threaten me with a good time, Señorita.” God he was hot. You were no stranger to getting distracted by him during matches, he was always laying down casual flirts to you but you assumed that was towards most people, like how Elliott flirts with everyone.

Wasn’t long til the match began. Octavio was laying it on thick, if you had slipped up or got knocked he would wink and say things like;

“Wow someone really wants that kiss.”

“Come on, Chica. I know you want to kiss me but this is a bit much.”

“Should I kiss you now so you keep up?”

All of it was NOT helping you with this ordeal. Soon enough though you hear the announcement of

3 REMAINING SQUADS.

You take a breath and heal up from the last fight you just finished, looking at Octane with a grin. “Hey we might actually win this thing!” You say excitedly. He nods and snaps a selfie with you. “Maybe you should kiss me if we win. How ‘bout that speedster?” You tease and he laughs a bit. “Like I said before. Don’t threaten me with a good time, hermosa.”

You cocked your head a bit, asking what that meant and he ignored you. As he ran off to find the last couple squads. You roll your eyes and follow in suit. All and all you didn’t win and Ramya and Ajey had, they were cheering and happily teasing you two for just barely losing. If Octane hadn’t rushed in when Ramya was downed he wouldn’t have gotten himself killed. You sighed and made your way back to the ship to return home. Octavio returning soon enough himself.

It was awkwardly silent between you two as the whole group returned, you both walked towards the winning duo, who both has smiles plastered onto their faces. “Don’t worry mates, we don’t have anything planned just yet. Enjoy your freedom for now!” Ramya patted both you and Octavio’s back and pushed you along. You two chuckled and you sighed a bit “I’m so nervous to find out what they have in mind for us.” Octavio shrugged and looked over at you “Eh I wouldn’t stress about it, Cariño. Whatever they come up with won’t be the worst thing.” You look at him, yet another nickname you don’t understand.

You don’t even bother trying to ask because you figured he wouldn’t tell you anyways. You sigh once again and rub the back of your neck. “You ok? Sore or something?” He asks with concern, looking right where you just massaged. “Yeah kind of. My neck is bugging me.” You admit and soon you feel two hands on your shoulder and where the base of your neck is. You let out a breath of relief as you started to feel the knots surface and loosen under his touch. Surprisingly he was really good at massages. You let out soft sounds of pleasure due to the tense muscles finally being worked on. “Oh my gosh Tavi..” you whisper out. What you didn’t see it the pink flush under his mask, the sounds he’s getting out of you was getting to him, his core beginning to heat up and his shorts slowly getting tighter, he felt dirty and a little ashamed his body reacted to something so innocent.

Soon enough he stopped and chuckled a bit “Yeahhh I kind of got magic hands Y’know?” He wiggled his fingers by his face, smirking in a silly way along with it, making you laugh a bit. There was a moment where you both kind of just looked at each other in silence, you catch him glance at your lips and back onto your eyes, you did the same thing. You heart skips a little when you see him leaning towards you, only to be interrupted by Elliott coming literally out of nowhere. “HEY! You guys almost had it! Good game.” He held out two fists for you guys to bump knuckles and you jump from the sudden voice and happily give him what he was lookin’ for. Can’t leave him hangin like that. He smiled and put his hands on his hips. “Well what you guys have planned? Anything fun? Can I come? I’m not doing anything and if you need some company I’d love to join you… I’m really bored.” He admitted his true intentions that he just wants some buddies to hang with and you both chuckle.

“We don’t have anything specific planned, just chillin until we gotta go do something.” You typically had a conference with paparazzi and interviewers after games but today it was scheduled for later so you’d all go get dinner afterwards. Elliott shrugged a bit and the three of you just hung out, Elliott being the metaphorical ‘cock block’ for Octavio. He unintentionally stayed close to you throughout the hangout session before you guys split off from Elliott to head to each of your rooms. Octavio sighed a bit and ran his hand through his hair “Well chica, as sad as it is we must depart from each other to go get fancier than I’d like.” He chuckled a bit before taking your hand and placing a kiss on your knuckles. “See ya!” He winked and ran off towards his room.

Once he was behind his closed door he ran his hands over his face, sighing. A lot was going through his mind, well more than usual. His attraction to you was gonna get him in trouble if he wasn’t careful. He tried to distract himself and actually make himself presentable for this press conference thingie that he hardly enjoyed going to. Only thing he enjoyed was his fans seeing him and interacting with him. At least he would see you dolled up right?

Oh God. He was gonna see you dolled up.

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#fanfic #my writing #x reader #x y/n #octane x reader #octane #apex legends #apex #apex octane #apex legends octane #octavio silva #apex octane x reader #apex x reader #slow burn #mutua pining #flirtatious #apex legends x reader #apex octavio silva

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thesleepycrypto · 2 months

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I’ve got an announcement!

I will be hosting a Cryptage week for this year in May! We are still deciding a date for the week, but the topics are already in store! Be prepared for those topics to be:

Day 1: First Date

Day 2: Food/Drink

Day 3: Combat

Day 4: Four Seaons

Day 5: Hurt/Comfort

Day 6: Fantasy AU

Day 7: Wedding

Artists and fan writers heavily encouraged to join this event! Let’s spread the Cryptage love yet again! Share this around! Any interested may join my discord down below!

Art by @sunnythesigilyph

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sxrenityy · 2 years

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got room for one more?

bloodhound x f! reader x fuse ♡ (NSFW)

❝Babe, pick a night to come out and play .If it's alright, what do you say? Merrier the more, triple fun that way.❞

Or Bloodhound is particularly ruthless on you in the Games today. So, you shamelessly flirt with Fuse to spite them.

It works, but not without punishment.

threesome (f/f/m), amab bloodhound, skull-fucking, spitroasting, vaginal fingering, choking, hair-pulling, come-swallowing, french kissing, multplie orgasms, semi-public sex, spanking

☆ ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40718025

repost because my dumbass accidentally deleted this while i was tryna edit it 😭

Your lungs felt as though they were to explode as you ran through Fragment West, clutching your Alternator which only had twenty-five rounds left.

Today was “Duos-Day”, you had been paired with Lifeline, but she was long gone.

It was just you now, and for some godforsaken reason, Bloodhound was out for your head.

Perhaps it was due to you to shamelessly teasing them on the dropship, but you didn’t expect them to be this ruthless.

You had found yourself a comfortable little rat spot to heal up in the nearest building, counting the seconds as you heard a plethora of footsteps cascade around you.

You tried to listen to the heavy sound of Bloodhound’s boots. Being in the Games as long as you were, you’ve learned to differentiate most legend’s footsteps.

Revenant, Ash, Pathfinder, and Octane were the easiest as they all had robotic legs - though, they were difficult to tell apart from each other.

Loba, of course had her heals. Larger legends such as Gibraltar and Caustic had heavier footsteps. Being the tiniest legend, Wraith was at the opposite end with quite gentle, soft footsteps; and Horizon had no sound to her steps at all.

Mirage tended to stomp around a lot due to his clones and his general clumsiness. Then, there were those like Lifeline, Wattson, or Crypto who didn’t have a specific sound to their steps.

Now, Bloodhound’s were quite heavy, not the kind of heavy like Gibraltar or Caustic, just their boots having this specific sound. Sometimes, it sounded similar to Maggie, but Maggie recklessly ran a lot more than Bloodhound who took careful steps.

It was still hard to tell, especially in tense situations such as these but you tried your best.

Click clack click clack.

Loba was near.

The sound of jetpacks… Valkyrie must be with her. Was that the sound of a smoke launcher? Oh God, Bangalore was a pain to deal with.

Soom enough, the obnoxiously loud sound of Revenant’s death totem and Octane’s jump pad were heard then a wild flurry of shooting.

You were a bit relieved as that meant you could take more time to heal, loot, and potentially get away.

Then, all your hopes were crushed in an instant when the terrifying sound of Bloodhound’s scan filled your ears.

Shit! You were immediately on your feet, not caring about the party happening upstairs as you ran out of that building like some desperate, wild animal.

To make your terror worse, Bloodhound let out their blood curdling battle scream, now undoubtedly in Beast Mode.

Shit, shit, shit, shit! Using their ult just for me? They must be pissed as hell! You felt as though you were to cry.

Their breathing drew closer and closer, you knew you were only able to outrun them so much.

It was only a matter of minutes until they caught up with you, landing a clean headshot to break your armour and send you tumbling to your knees in pain.

”Fuck!” You shouted, clutching the spot where they had hit.

”Seems like I have finally found you, bráõ mína. How difficult you have been…”

You laughed nervously, giving the hunter your best pleading eyes.

”Bloodhound, listen—.”

Bloodhound placed their gun, a rather intimidating Wingman under your chin.

You gulped, “Um… I’m sorry, okay? I-I didn’t mean harm by teasing you…”

“You were misbehaving, Y/N. I cannot forgive you for that.” Bloodhound tilted your head upwards with the gun.

Gods, they were terrifyingly hot.

“How about… in exchange for you not blowing my brains out right now, we… go into that building and I could, y’know…”

You couldn’t read Bloodhound’s expression or body language with the mask and their still form, but you assumed - or hoped - they were thinking about it.

“I know you’re still hot and bothered from the dropship! I could suck your cock or we could just fuck! I’ll allow you to do it with no condom…” You offered.

”How tempting,” Bloodhound said. “However, punishment is due. See you in. bit, bràõ mína.”

Before you could say anything, Bloodhound pulled the trigger and down you went.

You had woken up in the respawn room along with the rest of the eliminated legends. They said their usual words of “good try” and “oh, you were so close”.

A finishing blow with the Wingman was always brutal as it left the spot stinging for ages, even if it wasn’t technically real.

And of course, Bloodhound won. Usually, you’d be happy for them, but all you could think about was how to get back at them.

It was at the after party when you got a mischievous idea.

You would probably come to regret this.

Walter Fitzroy, better known as “Fuse” was drinking away, having a jolly old time.

He was old. Very old. Old yet so, so attractive. He had this natural sexiness to him, the forbidden kind with his age. Oh, but you knew he was experienced…

So, with confidence in your stride, you sat down next to him.

Fuse looked pleasantly surprised, “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

”Oh, I don’t know… just wanted to congratulate you for second place.”

”Hah, well thanks. I would congratulate you too, but…”

You cringed at the thought, at your utter failure, “Bloodhound can be ruthlessly terrifying when they want to be.”

”Tell me ‘bout it. I thought our friendship would soften ‘em up a lil! But Houndy is Houndy.”

“Yep…” You saw Fuse’s hand sitting on the table. “Off topic, but your hands are huge.” You gently grab it with both of yours.

Fuse chuckled, “Ya flirtin’ with me, girlie?”

You shook your head and gave him wide, doe eyes, “I don’t know what you’re talking about…” You slide your hand up his muscular arm.

”I might be an old dog, but I ain’t dumb, sweetheart. Now, what’s a fine young lady like yourself flirtin’ with old man Fusey for? Don’t ya already have Houndy?”

You gestured for him to get closer, Fuse did so as he took another swig.

”Bloodhound did me wrong in the Games today, so I want payback.” You whispered.

”Ya cheeky girl, an’ here I was thinkin’ you were innocent!” Fuse laughed. “Fine, I’ll help ya with this.”

”You will?” You were surprised.

”Why not?” Fuse said as he slung his arm around you.

Your heart skipped a beat, “What do you always say? ‘Cheers very much?’ “

Fuse laughed aloud then whispered, “Don’t look now, but Houndy’s got their eyes on ya,” Into your ear. “Wanna drink, sweetie?”

”But, didn’t your lips touch—.”

Fuse winked at you, and your heart skipped a beat again.

Carefully, you took the beer bottle with both hands and put it to your lips. You didn’t taste anything but the usual alcohol, but the mere thought of an indirect kiss had your heart pounding.

“Taste good?” Gods, his voice was so rough, so scratchy.

”Yes,” You said as you leaned back on his arm. “How’s Bloodhound looking?”

”Well I don’t have the power to see through that damned mask of theirs, but they’ve been staring daggers towards this direction.”

”Mission accomplished,” You said. I wonder how far I can push them…

Just then, a mischievous idea came into your mind, “Well, I’ll be heading out now.” You started to get up.

Fuse took his arm off you, “Right then, I’m happy to—.”

You planted a quick kids on his cheek which at a certain angle - the angle Bloodhound was watching you like a hawk from - it looked like one on the lips.

“See you.” You stood, patting the old man on the shoulder.

You looked towards Bloodhound’s direction and boldly strode towards them. They were standing there, arms crossed and wearing a black turtleneck which hugged their body magnificently.

They grabbed your arm, “Was that to spite me?” Their accent and rough tome of voice was enough to make you melt.

You kept your calm however, “Maybe…”

”You even kissed Walter.”

”On the cheek.”

”That is not how it looked like to me.”

“Well, that’s what it was.”

Their face was covered, but you knew you were getting under their skin.

“Come with me.” Bloodhound grabbed you harshly by the wrist and dragged you off.

Your heart raced with excitement. Bloodhound’s jealousy, even possessiveness was incredibly arousing. Scary, but arousing.

They slammed you against the wall, keeping their masked face just inches from yours. Their knee snuck its way between your legs, having easy access to your panties as you were wearing a skirt.

“What’re you gonna do to me, Hound?”

“If you wish to behave as a toy, then I shall treat you as such, hóra.”

You wrapped your arms around their broad shoulders, “Come on then.” You kissed the intricate mouthpiece to their mask.

Bloodhound pulled you back by your hair then shoved you onto your knees with such force you winced slightly.

They ran their fingers through your hair before grabbing it so your scalp burned and pushed it towards their crotch.

”You know what to do,” They urged your head forward. Your hands went upwards, about to pull their pants down, but they stopped you. “Nei, ástin mín, no hands.”

Oh, come on… You put your hands behind your back and lean in, taking the worn, bronze metal within your teeth.

You struggled slightly, of course, but get it down eventually as you are used to Bloodhound’s sadism. When you finished, Bloodhound pat you on the head before they pulled their pants down.

When they were in their black briefs, you used your hands to pull out their cock.

Bloodhound had quite a length to their cock. It wasn’t overly big, but definitely not small, either. There were veins pulsating through it and a trimmed bush of hair above.

You wrap your lips around their tip, Bloodhound groaned slightly as they put their hand behind your head and slowly push their cock down your throat.

”Breathe, elskan, breathe.” They urged, you did as told.

They kept pushing your head until their entire cock was sheathed inside your throat.

“Are you able to continue? Because I will not be gentle.”

You nodded, Bloodhound hummed in response as they slowly guided your head off their cock before slamming it in ruthlessly.

You made a loud, strained noise as their cock hit the back of your throat.

“Guõ minn góõur, ástin mín.” Bloodhound threw their head back and held you in place.

To tease them ever so slightly, you hummed so that gentle vibrations shot up their cock.

Bloodhound groaned as they moved your head, using your mouth as if it were a toy.

At least they kept their word… You thought aimlessly. Bloodhound didn’t let you rest for a moment as they constantly had their cock sliding in and out of your mouth.

You knew they were getting close when their grip on your hair grew particularly hard, holding it in a ponytail.

They finally came in your mouth with one, final thrust.

“Swallow everything,” They said, you nodded with slightly teary eyes. “See what happens if you even waste a drop.”

Their dick finally pulled out of your mouth, you kept it firmly shut, however as you waited for their command.

”Good girl, so obedient for my order,” Bloodhound praised, they put their thumb on your chin and slowly opened it. “What a sight it is to see you on your knees, my love. I wonder what the sponsors and fans would think if they saw you this way.”

They slowly slid their thumb down, just enough for you to gag as you tried your best not to swallow.

Even with their mask, you knew they were thoroughly enjoying this. You could practically see their scarred lips twist into a smirk.

”Swallow.”

You did as told, but Bloodhound’s thumb still semi-gagging you made you slip up and choke. You only managed to swallow a bit as you coughed the rest out.

Shit.

Bloodhound knelt in front of you, “Now what did I say about swallowing, elskan?”

You gulped, It was your fault! You tripped me up! You wanted to say. “Um—.”

”Stand.” They said, but ended up forcing you, anyway.

They lifted your dress, exposing your panties for their greedy eyes. You tried to cover yourself out of instinct, but Bloodhound slapped you.

”Hands up.” Bloodhound said, you complied with stars practically in your eyes.

Their fingers pulled on the waistband, before pulling them down. Instead of fingering you or pleasuring your pussy, however, they flipped you around so your ass was on display for them.

Bloodhound got close enough so that you could hear their laboured breathing through the mask.

”Count to fifteen.” They said before smacking your ass.

”Ah!” You grunted. “O-One… fuck…”

With each slap, both Bloodhound’s strength and the red mark where their hand had made contact grew.

At number ten, you had begun to cry, “Eleven…” You whined, cheek pressing up against the wall.

”Is it too much?” It was supposed to be sympathetic, but it came off as condescending.

Whatever it was, it was hot. So, you sniffled and shook your head.

”That is what I thought. Do not fret, elskan, we are almost there”

All you could do was sniffle again.

Before Bloodhound could continue, the door swung open and in came a booming, heavily accented voice.

”Aye, you kids gotta hurry back, the others are startin’ to wonder-,” It had took Fuse a whopping ten seconds before he saw the scene and nearly dropped the bottle in his hand. “My word.”

“Walter.” Bloodhound greeted, a bit stunned but calm nonetheless.

”Fuse!” You were a lot more surprised.

”Awe, geez, my bad, I’ll just—.”

”No,” Bloodhound said, leaving both you and Fuse surprised. “Stay for a moment, Walter.”

”Hound..?” You whisper, looking up at their eyes - or what you presumed to be their eyes.

Fuse was also a bit skeptical, but wandered over regardless. You could tell he was trying not to stare at your bare ass and keep his eye solely on Bloodhound.

”So, uh… Houndy! What… what uh, can I do ya for?”

”I have a favour, actually, Walter. As my good friend.”

”Which is..?”

Bloodhound straightened your back and dragged you over so that you were between them and Fuse.

”Are you free to join us?”

”Join ya?”

”Join us?”

Naturally, the two of you were both equally flabbergasted, but intrigued.

“Is that ‘right with ya, pup?”

You bit your lip in thought. Seriously, a threesome? You didn’t even know Bloodhound would allow such a thing with their possessiveness.

That wasn’t to say you didn’t want it by any means…

“I wouldn’t be against it…” You said coyly.

”Attagirl,” Fuse said and slapped your ass. “Can I kiss you?” He brushed his thumb over your lips.

”Yes.”

”Houndy?”

“You may.”

”Righto.”

Fuse brought your lips to his, you giggled slightly as his thick moustache tickled your mouth.

Just like Bloodhound, Fuse put his fingers through your hair, making you stay firmly in place as he deepened the kiss by shoving his tongue in.

As Fuse frenched you, Bloodhound went to work on your pussy. They lifted your dress once more and took off their gloves before rubbing your sensitive clit.

You yelped, jumping out of Fuse’s arms for a moment before he immediately ground you again, kissing you even harder than before.

Your body was frozen in place, Bloodhound working their fingers into your pussy and Fuse shoving his tongue down your throat. At a certain point, Fuse slipped his metal hand under your bra and pinched one of your nipples.

”Ah!”

”Ah, so you’re sensitive ‘ere, huh, pup?” Fuse pinched it even harder; the sensation and coolness of his metal fingers made another high-pitched moan escape your throat.

Bloodhound joined in soon after, putting your other nipple between their index and middle finger then twisting it around.

The sensitive jolts of pleasure rushing from your nipples and throughout your body made you even wetter. Bloodhound chuckled lowly.

”You should feel how wet she is, Walter.”

“Don’t mind if I do then.” Fuse used his free hand to join Bloodhound on your pussy.

You gripped Fuse’s shoulders as both legends pried your tight hole open, working in unison to spread it as they thumbed your throbbing clit.

”Ah, ah, oh, fuck…” You breathed, eyes practically rolling to the back of your head.

Wet, squelching noises came from your pussy as their fingers thrusted in and out at the same time - all whilst they rubbed the other parts of your vagina.

Bloodhound put their mouthpiece next to your ear, “Do you feel like coming, Y/N?”

”Oh, God, yes please!” You nearly screamed.

“How badly do you want it?”

”So, so bad, Hound…” You whined.

They just let out a breath of acknowledgment and sped up their fingers, Fuse did the same.

Finally, you came on both their fingers with a long, drawn out moan as your back arched. Intense, almost mind-numbing pleasure shook your entire body to its core. Your pussy still throbbed from the aftermath of it all as you pathetically clung into both legends for dear life.

Bloodhound lifted your chin, ”It is our turn now, don’t you think, Walter?”

Fuse chuckled, “Well, I mean, if ya insist, Houndy. Be rude of me if I said no,” He said. “How ‘bout ya, pup?”

”Well…” You breathed. “It’d only be fair, no?”

“Do not worry, we will be gentle.”

They were in fact, not gentle.

You were currently on your hands and knees with Bloodhound in your still sensitive pussy and Fuse with his cock deep down your throat.

“Mmm… ah, ah, ah!” You shamelessly moaned onto Fuse’s cock, eyes rolling to the back of your head - honestly, it was a miracle how nobody had walked in yet.

Then, Fuse suddenly pulled out, and you looked at him in a dazed confusion.

“Wha-.”

Fuse hushed you by grabbing ahold of your neck and force you to look into his eye. He smirked as he saw your struggling face.

”What a lucky ‘lil bastard ya are, Houndy. Can’t believe ya got such a fine catch.”

Bloodhound chuckled to themselves, “She is quite beautiful, yes.” They harshly thrust into you, making your body lurch into Fuse.

“Ey, Houndy, why don’t we… shake things up a bit?”

”Change it? How so?”

Fuse smirked and motioned for Bloodhound to pull out. They did, a wet, lewd noise coming as they did so.

”Right, pup, now I’m gonna have ya lay down on that table,” Fuse said before picking you up bridal style and gently placing you on your back. “Houndy, ya wanna take the front or back?”

”Back.” Bloodhound answered indifferently.

”Righto,” Fuse took his place at your mouth. “Ready, pup?”

Bloodhound also aligned their cock to your dripping pussy.

”Yes…”

“Good girl.” Fuse ruffled your hair affectionately.

Your face went embarrassingly red, Fuse noticed this and laughed.

”Ya like it when I call you a good girl?”

You didn’t want to answer, Bloodhound did for you, however.

”It is her favourite pet name.”

”Awe, well ain’t that sweet. Is that why you’re so obedient, pup? ‘Cause you wanna be praised?”

You didn’t answer again, so Fuse put his metal arm around your neck. He didn’t choke you, just kept it there as a threat.

”Y-Yes…”

”Yes what?”

”I… I’m obedient because I want to be called a good girl…” You were blushing like crazy.

“Ya gonna melt me ol’ heart with how sweet ya are, pup.” Fuse took his arm away and instead rubbed your cheek.

His hand slowly migrated from your red cheek to your mouth where Fuse opened it slightly, exploring the depths before shoving his fingers in. Those thick fingers were soon replaced by his cock reentering you.

On the other end, Bloodhound also easily slipped their cock right back in.

Gods, you felt so full. Both their cocks stretched you so wonderfully, so beautifully.

Bloodhound gripped your hips as they thrusted into you, letting out these guttural groans every time they hit your womb. Fuse opted to use your mouth by pulling it in and out of his cock via your hair - it was almost eerie how he and Bloodhound used such similar techniques.

In the middle of it all, you were an absolute mess. A total disaster.

Tears of either bliss, pleasure, or equal amounts of both fell from your cheeks.

Being with Bloodhound for as long as you did, they knew the exact spot that would send little yelps out of you every time. Normally, they would only hit it every few thrusts, but today, they hit it spot on every single time.

You could feel every muscle stretching as Bloodhound used your pussy, the lewd sound of skin slapping and squelching filling the room. You would be a loud, moaning mess if Fuse’s cock wasn’t gagging you.

You knew Bloodhound was having a grand time when they begun to ramble in Icelandic.

”Guõ minn góõur elskan, þér líõur svo stórkostlega…” The grip on your hips grew tighter.

Fuse threw his head back and laughed, “Dunno what ya just said, mate, but I feel ya.”

Both legends’ breathing went from slightly laboured to near panting as they drew closer to an orgasm.

Eventually, Bloodhound pulled out and came all over your stomach, their breathing prominent through the mask.

Fuse on the other hand, stayed and spilled his entire load into your mouth.

You felt his large hand tip your jaw so it remained closed as his cum stayed in your mouth.

”Now I want ya to swallow everythin’, okay?” Fuse said as he let your jaw go.

You nodded and swallowed his load whole before your muscles relaxed from exhaustion.

”Attagirl, I knew you could do it. Ya did so well, don’t ya think so, Houndy?”

”Very well.” Bloodhound panted, slightly leaning against the wall.

They leaned over and helped you sit up. Your pussy still had this intense throb from Bloodhound’s ruthless cock and your mouth still faintly tasted of Fuse’s cum.

Bloodhound undid the mouthpiece to their mask and kissed you. Their lips were quite chapped and their thick scars rubbed against you, but you didn’t mind whatsoever.

You just softly grabbed their cheek and put your tongue into their mouth, they did the same.

Bloodhound was the one who pulled away and gave you one final kiss on the nose before putting their mouthpiece back on.

”Well, ain’t ya two sweet.” Fuse gushed.

”I appreciate your compliment, Walter,” Bloodhound said then offered their hand to you. “Why don’t we rejoin the others?”

You took their hand and hopped off, you immediately fell into their arms as you had underestimated how week your legs were.

”Are you okay, elskan?”

“I’ve never been more okay, Hound.”

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Aware | Revenant x fem Reader

Imagine A somewhat oblivious reader pinned after more than one Legend.

- stuck between Rev, Bloodhound, and Valk, and yeah, I’m giving her to my boi Rev.

🥒 (dill) with it.

Some Bloodhound x Reader

Some/ light Valk x Reader

I didn’t make BH too sweet, sorry. They’re actually kinda...well possessive here, which isn’t too bad lol. I wouldn’t mind a completely yan Bloodhound, but they’re not the OTP here.

- Truly sorry

Word Count : 3559

YOOO this had been a drabble where Rev was just jelly of Bloodhound. LOL. I actually wanted to add more Valk, but I was like,

-sigh-

Loba.

Aware

The simulacrum's eyes glowed a burning amber, the same color of rueful, charring flames as they narrowed towards the sight of anyone else that had the boldness to try and take claim where he prowled.

Most of the time, the target tended to be the intrusive Hound that always insisted in coming in between, arriving between both he and (f/n) in the most literal term.

Their eyes, while disguised behind thick lenses didn't lose any of their viciousness, and they had no plight in sending messages of definite defiance towards the red-painted creature, words not needing to be exchanged to get the memo across,

'She's mine.

- All mine.'

They had no fear, no willingness to fall back unlike almost anyone else certainly would have, and that was possibly the most infuriating and unnerving part.

vicious threats of promised carnage meant nothing, neither did a burning barrel pressed right between their eyes, nor did A sharp sickle to their jugular.

Metal claws have dug into their flesh, creating deep carves that oozed red until their last breath.

Red ribbons would dance in the air with each slash, with each disembowelment, and yet, it did nothing.

- Bloodhound could not be shaken no matter what was the danger, no matter what fulfilled threat.

Responses came in equal barbarity, their mercy withheld whenever they crossed paths in the games.

Offhandish comments and dismissive statements became sardonic retorts, the underline mockery and venom in them not going unnoticed by everyone else who'd only ever received gratitude and kindness from Bloodhound.

It didn't take long for them to understand why.

And while it wasn't clear why there was such animosity between them from the viewer's perspective, it was for certain that there was bitter blood between them, and the fans ate it up, rejoicing in the bloodshed.

To the mechanical beast, the stalking hunter was their worst enemy.

They were manipulative in the most shrewd manner, their gentle façade being what guaranteed them the young woman's adoration and praise, much to Revenant’s chargin.

Much worse, they were also territorial, sickeningly so, and they took that trust given to them and used it in their favor, to feed their that nature.

" You must choose your companions carefully, Ástvinur..." Bloodhound warned, the attention they cast down to the female disturbingly fierce and passionate, and as they said the address, it was sweet with affection.

Revenant wondered that if the rest of the world could see it...how couldn't she?

They always stood too close and spoke too intimately as though she belonged to them, existing for their molding and authority, having been born for them and much more ridiculously, being ' a gift sent to them.'

If anyone felt as though they had a right to (f/n) it was Bloodhound.

Sometimes Revenant doubted there was anything truly loving about the way they viewed (f/n), and reasoned that with all of the little claims Bloodhound had made, it was morso an obsession.

Because it sure seemed that way.

Revenant was aware he was no better, perhaps it was hypocritical to say otherwise, but at the very least he only watched.

He hardly ever took it upon himself to redirect her.

If she talked to anyone so be it.

If she was happier, then he chose to watch that happiness, entertained with it.

However, the same could not be said for the other legend. Bloodhound was quick to whisk her way while she was in company of anyone else, and made sure to have her alone, by themselves, because the hunter was "more comfortable with sharing," when it was just the two of them alone.

That had been the excuse, the bullshit lie that had been told to get her alone.

That had been how they'd pulled her away from the crowd, from his very side.

They always made sure to guide her with a hand on her lower back,

the satisfied little chuckle they released whenever he knew his rivals had a view of them.

Revenant could see the way (f/n) seemed to take in the words, perhaps understanding what Bloodhound meant, or moreso, who they were referring to because it wasn't like the simulacrum had a good record amongst the crowed.

"I know," she responded back, sounding somewhat blue, perhaps too pensive about the remarks to understand that the way the other legend came closer wasn't just friendly.

The way their gloved fingers lightly brushed over her cheek wasn't friendly, but daring for more and lingering for far too long, long enough for the little brush to turn into a gentle cradling of her cheek.

"Gaze upon me," they said, the tone all too soft, coaxing her more into them, wanting every fiber of her being to have lingers of their taste.

"Heed my warnings little one," they added, and (f/n) nodded, though casting her eyes off to the side in a manner of faint defiance, and Rev couldn't help but feel vain.

As he kept his eyes on them, he felt certain.

There was just one thing his little competition could not accomplish, and it was to turn (f/n) away from him.

Try as they might, it was futile.

"You are very..." Bloodhound trailed off, the long, low sigh they released longing, and somewhat in dissatisfaction as well as they realized how stubborn she was.

"....Cherished," they proceeded after a few seconds, perhaps having debated on what would have been too much to admit, not willing to reveal to her all of the things they had no trouble in reciting to the bot.

It was infuriating how innocent the masked legend seemed, how amicable they behaved towards her while, at the same time the undertone they possessed was anything but.

Words of concern were just possessive claims that at their best were deemed as little chidings.

Every bit of advice was not for her better being, but for their benefit.

How could she not see how manipulative they were, how selfish they truly were?

- How dangerously the devotion they had for her threaded?

Bloodhound had been the one that had, very "gently" warned off Mirage for having put his arm around her, the innocent, little act that had only been a friendly gesture swallowed with offense.

The other legend and (f/n) had, had an unsuccessful duo, but it was something to celebrate when they'd ranked 2nd, the match so close it would have been a victory if they would have had just one more bullet left in the chamber.

Even if it hadn't been a win, it had been quite the exhilarating spectacle, and if anything was just as good as having the top rank, because having high publicity and ratings generated views.

And if Mirage loved anything besides winning, it was attention.

During the exchange between Bloodhound and Mirage, there were hardly any words in between, only a small talk of beasts and prey, blood and mercy as the hunter's blade was promptly sharpened, each slow, long press of the blade against the surface similar to the wicked motion of skinning.

"- Do you understand?" Bloodhound glowered, and the eyes that were beneath the lenses narrowed viciously at the fretting, tanned skin male.

"Y-yeah!" The wavy-haired legend was quick to say, both hands held up in defense as he awkwardly chuckled, trying to play off how damn nervous he was, and how pain strickenly awkward the situation was too.

' - Geez.'

Elliott had been no fool, and he'd made sure to keep his hands to himself when it came to (f/n) because having the enigmatic legend on his tail wasn't something he was really hoping hard for.

Nor was it in him to continue to have the murder bot venomously glare at him as he loomed over (f/n)'s shoulder, standing as a sort of haunting spirit in wait for bloodshed.

Granted he'd never done anything but glare, but still.

He'd already been wary of the simulacrum, and there was no reason to change his caution.

- Even if there were moments where there were moments of doubt.

(f/n) smiled largely, jumping up as she waved at the bar's owner, "Elli!" she greeted while walking through the doorway, seeming awfully chipper for someone whose shadow was a nearly 7-foot mechanical beast of carnage.

the little rag that had been in his hand was wrung and with a hard swallow mirage smiled back, his other hand shakenly risen, " H-hey (f/n)," he said with a lopsided smile as he eyed Revenant instead, sheepishly peering up at him through his dark lashes.

Normally there was a much more animosity coming from him, but during then he seemed rather tame, looking down with indifference towards the bar's owner, not really caring where he was dragged to so long as he spent time with his little skinsuit.

It made Mirage's shoulders sink down softly, a bit of calm coming as he noticed that the bot was subdued.

Rev sat down by (f/n) and drowned the harsh liquor given to him with little hesitance, his expressionless face somehow holding the faintest show of interest with every word that dripped from her lips.

-And talk, she did.

'It's...kind of ...cute?' Mirage tried to reason.

It was sweet in a weird way, kind of like when you find a wild animal and instead of tearing you up, it decides to cuddle with you.

'Yeah...something like that,' Elliott thought with a cold sweat running down his temple.

Revenant, who at his best had always been standoffish and snappy was rather sweet with (f/n), any of the little dark remarks he threw her way being in the form of teasing that got a few giggles back.

For a split second mirage thought of something else, borderline x-rated, and he nearly dropped his glass during then, immediately receiving his two customer's attention.

'That's just weird...' he started, ashamed with himself... but still curious.

Did the simulacrum come with those parts?

'I'm pretty sure he can get them attached...I think...uh...' his eyes then dipped down to the loincloth and he felt his face burn.

'Does it...pop up?' he wondered, questioning whether or not the simulacrum walked around packing.

'I sure hope they use a lot of lube,' he thought with pity. 'I mean....unless it's not metal? I wonder if-'

"- What the hell are you looking at skinsuit?" Revenant said with a narrowed gaze as he realized Mirage kept staring at him, his damn eyes directed down beneath his waist.

It was...unnerving.

Beside him, (f/n) also stood with curiosity, wondering why in the world her friend seemed so...red.

He seemed red as he babbled, his dark eyes shooting everywhere else but the two.

Mirage wouldn't openly admit it, but he was considered dense at times, an idiot too.

Yeah, he paid attention and disagreed, so that was a point for him.

-But (f/n) ?

(f/n) took it to another level, because somehow, she couldn't see how much effect she had around her admirers which didn't just include Bloodhound and Revenant.

Bloodhound was a hassle for Rev, but other times it was the cocky smirked sky bird that dared to stand too close and touched (f/n) far too much, pushing boundaries no one else dared to when it promised a target to their head by two of the most dangerous legends.

She was too friendly and if that weren't bad enough, the way she spoke to her was much less withheld, sometimes borderline crewed.

It was known she was a womanizer, and it was sickening to see (f/n) ease into such a lure, not quite understanding that the flirtatious talk wasn't all for jokes.

The almond-eyed female's smile would always be half lifted, the specific smirk she adorned haughty when she was being spectated by the hunter and bot.

And (f/n), sweet (F/n) stupidly smiled in amusement and enjoyment.

Valkyrie had no fear either, perhaps more of an adrenaline spike when she realized just how much the bot despised the consistent flirting, even if at the end of the day she received nothing but (f/n)'s friendship in return.

"What?" Valk said with a low, an almost harmonious hum ending her words as she narrowed her eyes at Revenant.

"You think I'm afraid of you evil trash can?" she added with a smirk that made his claws want to extend and tear through it, the only thing stopping him from doing so being the (h/c) haired young woman whose smile truly did mean the world to him.

Weakness...

- It was all damnable weakness that he couldn't let anyone else have hold of.

"Think again," she said while standing opposingly, her arms crossed over her chest as she even tilted her head back slightly, her chin upturned.

And even if he towered over her, she still looked down at him with that arrogant smirk, and he was certain that somewhere in her little, worthless skin bag brain she was even more driven by the idea that she could spite him somehow.

He released a low snarl before collecting himself again, hoping to strike low, "What about Loba...?" he asked her, and at the name of the thieving brat, Valkryie's demeanor shifted.

surprised, frustrated...embarrassed.

She clicked her tongue," What about Loba?" she said back, her eyes cast aside.

- She'd rather not talk about that.

It was at that moment that (f/n) arrived, her placid smile warming into a true one as she caught sight for the two.

"Hey guys," she greeted them, " You two seem to be getting along," she observed, seeming rather pleased that two of her good friends were seeing a middle ground.

"Yeah..." the bot murmured, "Getting along," he repeated as he eyed the light-haired female with a glare that demanded her to follow his lead.

"Yeah..." Valk started, "Turns out we have something common," she said back, and throughout the moment they both looked at (f/n).

Revenant released a low, gruff grunt, as Valkyrie merely smiled back, chuckling softly.

He'd never reveal that the highlight of his nights was having (f/n) fall asleep next to him, leaning close and in search of comfort after watching films with bloody chaos and cheesy jumps.

She'd insist on horror movies, and he always agreed because every little shaky hop she performed brought her closer to him, and it was worthwhile.

She'd made him swear to keep it a secret how much she squealed and flinched, and he felt pleased to know that it was a side of her no one else could see.

Bloodhound could try and lead her in their direction.

They could try and coerce her into their mindset.

They could hunt her down and search for her as much as they wanted, but at the end of the day, she searched for him instead.

She searched for Revenant and was comfortable with every side of him he showed her from the initial, callous side that despised having her close, to the tamer, softhearted one that had taken just a little digging to find, and had him following her instead.

Valkyrie could continue to coat her in sugary words, and while she managed to turn (f/n) into a bashful little mess with every other line, the young woman always brought them back to Rev with the hopes of getting a reaction out of him.

She told him of the idiocies and had even had it in her to use the material on him if only to get a little chuckle out of him every now and then.

- So maybe he'd have to give a little thanks to the sky bird for that.

he never quite found her to be competition because it was clear as day that she still pinned over Loba, and she wasn't going to let go of that any time soon, no matter how much she tries and shift that over to (f/n).

Sure her intrusion was annoying, but he kept his eyes on the real threat to which he also felt the slightest thankfulness toward when considered.

He'd also have to appreciate how hard Bloodhound worked to try and come in between because it just made (f/n) even more determined to stay close, the effect being an outcome the hunter could not have foreseen but would certainly detest.

"Hey..." (f/n) softly murmured, her eyelids falling heavily over the glossy (e/c) colored orbs that struggled to lay focus.

The clang of the glass against the surface held more power than her voice, and it meant that it was almost that time to leave.

The sound that came from him was only short of a grunt, perhaps more of a hum as he acknowledged her and her pathetic attempt to get his attention which came in the form of tiny, little murmurs.

"Rev..." she added, her head lazily leaning onto his arm, giving him just the slightest jolt, like a little spark of electricity had tickled him.

"Are you even listening to me?" she asked him just as quietly, a yawn proceeding her words.

Again he made the same sound, and it didn't seem that she liked it too much because she pouted.

"Rev...I... I don't know if what I feel is right..." she started. "Bloodhound is really sweet..." she started, and he felt his body stiffen, his motion stilled as he waited for her to continue.

"But..." she breathed out, sniffling, "But I don't like how they talk about you..." she added.

"I don't like it when anyone talks bad about you..." she continued to babble, "It hurts so much..." she lamented.

And if he had a heart, it would still, as she breathed out the next line,

"You know, I love you...Maybe that's why it hurts," she said while reaching for her half-empty glass.

The attempt was made in a somewhat silly manner as she used her index and middle finger as legs to ‘walk’ the rest of her hand over the surface of the counter until it reached the container.

"I wonder if you feel the same," she added while stopping short of reaching the glass, instead choosing to snuggle close to him for a short minute,

“I hope you feel the same,” she revealed before reaching out again with her other hand.

Before she could touch it, a large, metallic hand took hold of it, his palm laying over the open top as he listened to her lightly slurred words.

"sometimes....no one listens," she said with gloom while latching onto him, immediately feeling at home.

"Well, maybe just you," she admitted." I think you love me too...don't you?" she softly giggled.

Wordlessly, Revenant slid the glass over to Witt who caught it just before it touched the edge.

"- I'm going ahead and close the tab," Elliot said softly while pointing away from them, momentarily leaving them be and only taking a glance back to see the bot gently move her, adjusting her in his arms to carry her.

Meanwhile, Revenant held her with tenderness, and she looked so small in his arms that his need to hold her close felt like a duty.

"Do you love me?" (f/n) asked him again, and he could feel her eyes on him, waiting, expecting, and possibly yearning.

He felt insects crawling over the insides of his artificial organs, giving him a little tickle that made his knees feel awfully weak.

Wasn't it enough that he was carrying her back?

Wasn't it clear when he let her drag him everywhere... when he bothered to come with her because he couldn't trust anyone else to keep an eye on her when she'd clearly gone over what was enough for her?

With her in his arms he then brought his attention to the other person in teh bar,

" - Charge it to mine," he said lowly, speaking to Elliott who, while he'd tried to give space, couldn't help but look at them with a touch of a smile as he listened.

"- And not a word to anyone else," he advised in a snarl, all as (f/n) released a soft, blue sigh, feeling ignored.

“Got it...” Witt said warmly.

“Revv?” (f/n) then breathed, her voice so sweet, the male carrying her registered the taste of sugar.

"If I say yes will you just shut up?" he questioned her as he walked out of the building, his tone awfully soft to match the calm night.

"Only if you mean it...." she responded back, and he scoffed,

"How would you know I mean it, huh?" he questioned her.

- sometimes she made no sense.

“Because I trust you,” she said back, and to him, it felt like another declaration of love.

Her feet which hung over his arm lightly swayed in lazy movement, and the meager rocking distracted him for a moment. It became interesting as he’d felt too reluctant to look down and find her eyes on him.

Her movements slowly lost enthusiasm, and he then released a short grunt of annoyance, and frustration.

He prepared himself with a long, low breath, but stopped short when he finally found it in himself to look down at her to find her sleeping.

His shoulders slacked and his head hung for just a second as his steps took a pause.

“...Yes,” he muttered with hesitance, the doubt within the word stemmed from not uncertainty, but the warm flutter he felt.

- A shame she wasn’t aware.

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