#Caustic x reader

[your-poetic-lifeline]

Maybe some head canons of characters received gifts or small amounts of affection. Revenant perhaps?

showing kindness to robots sure turns them squishy like humans, hm?

think of this as a late valentines post

The Legends Receiving Gifts & Affection

characters included: revenant, loba, caustic

consist of: sweetness! long ass headcanons oops! and some vague gift ideas.

word count: 900+ (906 if you’re curious)

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Revenant

- There isn’t a lot he’d expect as a gift, given that a lot of things wouldn’t be of use for him. The idea of gifts actually slipped his mind completely until the first time you gave him one. It was a nice little headband.

- He stared at it blankly in his hands. He wasn’t sure why you were giving him gift, but upon looking at it some more, he came to appreciate it.

- He gives thanks with a simple hum. When he’s alone, he’s fiddling with the fabric and deep in thought.

- He likes it a lot. He thinks it’s practical. And subconsciously, the color/pattern is a nice contrast to the red that takes over his design. Makes him feel… a little nice about himself?

- He never thought he’d have the capacity to accept and appreciate a gift. He certainly can’t remember the last time he did or if he ever did.

- Is secretly hoping for more. if his faceplate could move, the idea of getting gifts from you would bring a faint smile to it.

- He also craves affection (it’s a co-requisite with pretty much any other love language you choose to express)

- the act does something funny but exhilarating to his processors.

- Any act of affection could make him swoon in some way, but he usually tries to play it off with a sound feigning annoyance.

- Is secretly holding back a love-filled sigh when you give him soft kisses or subtle, fleeting touches

- my boy just wants some love. it’s a different experience for him and he chases it willfully

Loba

- Loves and appreciates every gift you give her. It doesn’t matter if she can steal anything she desires. The love put into a gift is more than thieving can outdo. The gifts she receives from you makes her swoon every time.

- “Oh darling… this is just as beautiful as the last. Thank you…”

- Biiiig smooch on your cheek or forehead as she continues to look over the item.

- She truly accepts every gift whether it’s jewelry or otherwise, expensive or not. She likes that the gifts you give her reflect your inner mind. Even if it was some obscure, handheld item, she’d find it cute/interesting and would find somewhere to display it or put it to use

- And she’s a huge gift giver herself! She’ll give you anything you ask for or even vaguely mention.

- “Now it’s my turn to give you something nice darling. No really, you deserve it my love.”

- Pretty much gives you twice the amount of gifts you give her

- She’s also very careful with you. If she decides to get you anything expensive, she’s sure to double check that it’s nothing too expensive or rare enough for someone to try and track. She doesn’t want you in danger because of a reckless steal.

- Is elated sharing gifts and other things with you. She’s very, very affectionate and seeing you in a good mood puts her in a good mood.

- She sometimes glances at you and simply decides to attack your face with kisses. Is always caressing your face as she just adores you.

- “You are so gorgeous…”

Caustic

- Ugh i cant stand this guy (lying)

- If you give him something, you may have to be a little patient with him.

- When you first started giving him things, he refused them.

- “You can have it back. I have no need for your obnoxious trinkets.”

- After a couple of attempts though he starts to accept them, but usually doesn’t even open them until days later. Chances are if you place it somewhere where he can see it constantly, he might open it a little sooner.

- If you give it to him unwrapped, that’s even better. It pushes him to see it for what it is and accept it. His reaction is barely a hum of approval, but he takes it nonetheless and moves on.

- When he’s alone he observes it meticulously. Truthfully, he thinks fondly of your gifts. Even if he wouldn’t deem them useful, they still get some appreciation.

- Has a spot somewhere where your gifts are all huddled up and subtly on display. He personally doesn’t like gifts, but the fact you occasionally give him things is something he can appreciate as well.

- He kind of wants to give you something in return, but is super bad with gifts.

- And being genuine.

- And nice. lol.

- He’s quite the observer though so he recalls your interests or anything else you’ve talked about to come up with a gift idea.

- Goes for something simple. He’s way too flustered to give you anything too specific because he knows you’d point out his attention to detail.

- He’d try not to make it a big deal when he gives it to you as well. Will stomp up to you and simply place it in front of you.

- Behind his brash demeanor, he’s actually smiling, satisfied with himself when your reaction to the gift is positive.

- When it comes to affection, he prefers to keep it to a minimum. But moments like these where you’re really happy loosen him up a bit and he may let you dote on him however you’d like.

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Scumtober- Day 27 (Breathe Play)

Alexander Nox x Male!reader

Alexander couldn't help but feel irritated by how needy you seemed today. Yet, despite his frustration, your constant teasing had managed to arouse him — something he hadn't expected to feel in the middle of a game.

Now, here you both stood in one of the buildings at World's Edge; him pinning you against a wall while trying to hide his obvious erection beneath his pants. You could tell he was irritated behind his gas mask as he held his gloved hand to your throat.

"Aww, come on, Gas Daddy. I was just messing with you," you cooed playfully, referring to that little incident involving a cheeky slap on his rear earlier. Hearing those words sent chills down Alexander's spine – not because they were endearing, but rather due to sheer annoyance. His grip tightened around your neck as he let out a low growl.

A soft moan escaped your lips as you felt his hold on your neck increase. Watching your reaction brought forth a mix of discomfort and pleasure within Alexander – causing him to grit his teeth while simultaneously feeling his member twitch inside his pants.

Noticing his conflicted demeanor, you smirked before whispering softly, "You like treating me like this..." Pausing for effect, you added, "...Alexander?"

At the sound of his name spoken so intimately, he reacted instinctively by slamming you harder against the wall, eliciting yet another moan from deep within your throat.

Frustrated beyond belief, Alexander muttered a series of profanities underneath his breath while roughly tearing away the clothing that hung past his pelvis using his free hand. With the other still firmly grasping your neck, he quickly undid his buckle and pulled open his pants.

Alexander reveals his hardened member, its pale color standing out starkly against the dim light filtering through the windows.

Unable to resist taunting him further, you manage to choke out a sarcastically flirtatious comment, "Oh, what a pretty white cock!" This only fuels his frustration even more, resulting in another violent slam against the wall.

Alexander snaps back at you, "Keep it shut!" His voice sounds menacing even through the muffled filter of his gas mask. Complying with his order, you remain silent as he continues to apply pressure on your windpipe. Meanwhile, he presses his head against the wall beside yours, letting out quiet grunts of pleasure as he starts stroking his erection in earnest.

Determined to take control of the situation, you beg him, "Come on, let me help!" However, Alexander refuses to relinquish any power over the scenario – instead choosing to keep his grip firmly on your neck as he continues furiously stroking himself.

Through ragged breaths, Alexander informs you, "Consider this punishment for being such a pest throughout our entire game." His tone leaves no room for argument, making it clear that he won't tolerate any further interference from you.

Ignoring his warning, you continue to squirm and buck your hips into the air, desperate for some relief from the building sexual tension. But Alexander remains unfazed, focusing solely on achieving his release while maintaining his vice grip on your vulnerable throat.

In the silence of the abandoned building, the only audible sounds are your strained, moaning breaths and the wet, squelching noises emanating from Alexander's rapidly moving hand upon his swollen cock.

Unable to resist touching him, you gently caress the hand wrapped around your neck. This small gesture sends shivers down Alexander's spine, causing him to groan deeply and pick up the pace of his already frenzied strokes.

Summoning every last bit of strength left within you, you call out his name. "Alexander....". You sounded both strained and intimate.

Without hesitation, he lifts his head from the wall and presses his body flush against yours – ensuring every curve and contour align perfectly together. Then, he leans in closer, pressing his gas mask against your face.

Finally allowed some reprieve, you let out a whimper of relief and immediately start to buck your hips against the solid warmth of his body. Alexander obligingly adjusts his position, turning slightly to the side so he can continue stroking himself while gazing upon your beautiful, struggling expression.

Granting you a brief respite, Alexander releases his hold on your neck just enough for you to catch your breath. "Breathe," he orders, his voice low and commanding. Obeying without question, you suck in several deep breaths before feeling his hand constrict around your throat once more.

With renewed vigor, you resume thrusting yourself against Alexander's body while simultaneously battling for air as his hand tightens its grip on your throat. All the while, you fixate your gaze on the erotic sight of his slick, pulsing cock gliding across your trembling, clothed thigh.

Reaching the peak of his arousal, Alexander releases a guttural groan as he ejaculates onto your clothes, his gas mask remaining firmly pressed against your now teary face. As he reaches his climax, his grip on your throat tightens almost unbearably, threatening to cut off all oxygen supply completely. Just when you think you might pass out, he finally relaxes his hold, allowing you to regain consciousness and draw much needed air into your lungs.

Silence descends upon the two of you as you both recover from the intense experience. Still panting heavily, you lock eyes with Alexander, unable to look away from the intensity burning within his cold gaze. Suddenly, he reaches down and cups your swollen erection through the fabric of your pants.

Before anything can happen, the sound of footsteps echoes through the building from somewhere below. Startled, Alexander quickly withdraws his hand and begins tucking his spent penis back into his pants.

Frustrated by the abrupt interruption, you emit a frustrated whine, still desperate for release. Hearing your disappointment, Alexander grunts in annoyance before gruffly speaking, "I'll deal with you after the game is over."

Accepting his words as a promise, you allow yourself a triumphant smirk as you retrieve your Alternator. "So, it's a date then?" you teasingly ask, relishing in the slight blush that creeps onto Alexander's cheeks from behind his gas mask.

Briefly thrown off by your bold declaration, Alexander regains his composure and scoffs dismissively. "Insect," he mutters, though this time his usual derogatory term seems laced with something akin to affection.

Seizing the opportunity to escape the awkwardness, he snatches up his Nemesis and storms out the door before you can respond.

You shake your head and laugh before following him to face who's downstairs. You wonder what he'll do to your in his bedroom. No point in imagining now. Its time to win this game even if you have a rager the whole time.

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[moonsporemoth]

Caustic x Reader NSFW Headcanons

Caustic x GenderNeutral!Reader (and some extra bits at the end for trans men) Headcanons:Warning: NSFW, Food Kink (slight), Mention of possession, Mention of underwear stealing --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

*Caustic considered himself a man above simple things like desire. He simply didn't have the time nor interest for it.

*At least that's what he thought until he met you.

*You were also a contester in the games. A good-looking one at that. He was intrigued immediately when you introduced yourself to him as if he was an average Joe.

*Surely you had watched the Apex Games and seen him before? Why were you so nonchalant with him?

*At first, it infuriated him. You acted as if he wasn't this amazing man of great capabilities.

*Then it excited him, to his extreme surprise.

*He liked that you treated him like a normal man, not a psychopath like everyone else did.

*It started slow.

*At first, it was just simple, innocent thoughts about what you could be up to when he was alone. Were you preparing for a game? What did you do for fun when alone?

*Then it got a little less innocent. He thought about how you'd sound in bed. Were you breathy and quiet? Or gaspy and loud? Were you a screamer? Maybe if he did it right, you'd be.

*He wasn't ashamed of these thoughts, but surprised. He hadn't thought about sex in a while, with all the games and hiding he was doing.

*Sure people had made approaches. Usually, younger girls who liked the mysterious vibe he gave off (and the idea of a sugar daddy), but he always declined with disgust.

*But here he was, fantasizing about you the way those girls did him.

*It was awkward at first for him. He'd think about you and then have to work with you in a game. It was often harder (wink wink) to work when he wanted to just take you right then and there.

*Especially when you teased him.

*It was innocent enough. You making jokes at his expense about his stamina in game or how old he was. But it made him want to prove you wrong and fuck you sore right there in the abandoned building.

*Or when you cooked food on off times. It was a love language he found very enticing, especially when you hummed and wiggled your hips while cooking him something.

*It made him want to skip over the meal and have you instead. (Or integrate the meal into bed ;))

*Speaking of food, he loved when you ate in front of him. You weren't really messy, but you weren't careful in the slightest and he enjoyed watching you scarf down your favorite food after a rigorous match.

*It made him wonder (and jerk off to the thought of) how you'd go down on his dick.

*He often spent multiple nights fisting his cock at the thought of you bouncing on him.

*He often came to the thought of you riding him in one of his coats.

*He didn't know why, but he enjoyed "owning" you in some way.

*And don't even get him started on the idea of stealing your underwear.

*It's taken him all of his self-restraint some days to not grab a few pairs and stuff them in his pocket while you had him help with laundry.

(A few extra for my fellow trans men) *He's surprised.

*He didn't know he was attracted to men?

*He's pretty chill with it though, often telling you scientific proof that gender is a social construct to make you feel better if you're dysphoric.

*If you still have a pussy, he'll have you sit on his face for HOURS. He wants to make you feel good.

*Grab his hair while he eats you out and suddenly you're riding him?

*Like? How tf did that happen? Jk jk, he'll give you a warning (and see if you're okay with riding him when you're so sensitive)

*If you have top surgery, he'll trace your top scars with his tongue, looking up at you all the while. 🤤

*If you don't he'll just lick and suck at them like a starved man. (and look up at you ofc)

*He'll also suck you off (whether you have bottom surgery or not). He'll sit there are suck on your T-dick and afterward tell you how nice you taste.

A/N: I think I went a liiiiiiittle crazy with this one, (704 words for a list of headcanons kinda crazy) but to be fair I haven't written in like 4 or 5 months and I actually was able to write this without much trouble… (also this is my first time posting a fic on Tumblr so idk if this is good, but I might start posting here more)

Links: Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/LV2Obsess Music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X_WueKCrCs0&t=550s (don't ask idk)

[sunsetentity]

Honestly some Caustic x reader fanfic are like this

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

[gogotti]

Interruption: A Caustic/Reader NSFW

I'm trying something different and posting fics here instead of only on AO3. :)

Anyway, I don't use any pronouns or mention any body parts for the Reader so gender-neutral Reader, Reader gets a bit mean, slight smut, orgasm denial, etc. Hope you enjoy!

The night had begun with Alexander in his lab, slightly hunched over his desk and filing lab reports from earlier. You snuck in, not unnoticed but ignored. You slowly walk up behind him only to lightly grasp his head and gently force his body to lean back against your chest. You were met by an annoyed sigh, but you could tell that Alexander didn't mind as much as he would like you to think, as he relaxed into your touch.

"I recently started my work, so I do not need to rest already." You smiled at him, and you watched his eyes quickly flicker to your lips and then back to his work, which you knew he could barely see.

"I still think you work too much."

Alexander hums," You will always think that."

"Yeah, I will. You're like a workhorse when it comes to the games and your gasses."

Again he hums, slowly breaking the grasp you trapped him in and turning around in his chair, grabbing you by the waist and gently pulling you closer to him, "Only today will I allow you to shorten my time working, go ahead and interrupt me." He glared at you, and you knew that was his way of telling you to hurry. You gave a wide, victorious smile and grabbed his hands, barely using your strength to pull him to stand and making him follow you to the bedroom. You lead him to sit on the bed and signal for him to scoot back, he does as told and you settle in between his legs and he stares at you for a second. "Hmph… This is what you interrupt my work for?" He eyes you for a moment, and you smile at him.

"This is an acceptable excuse."

You roll your eyes as he turns his face away from you in slight embarrassment. You slowly trail your hands up Alexander's thighs, trailing up to his chest using them to lean over and kiss him. He raised his hands to rest on your waist, squeezing for a second before slipping them down to your ass and scooping you up to sit in his lap. He grinds up into you when your bodies connect, and you let out a breath that encourages Alexander to continue his movements. He hums against your lips, and you smile into the kiss, repeating the movement he made you do, but grinding down harder. He breaks the kiss and groans, ending it in a soft cough, you take this time to kiss his cheeks, and instinctively he bares his neck at you. You kiss his throat, humming before moving.

"If only your fans knew that the fearsome Caustic bares his neck for me." You look him in the eyes, amused by the light dust of pink on his pale cheeks. "If only they knew how weak you are for me, how pathetic you get for me." You move from his neck, grabbing his chin and making him look at you. His face is red now and he looks slightly angry, but you know he truly feels, that's why you let his eyes move away from your gaze. You smile at his embarrassment and after allowing him to avoid your gaze for a bit he gets the courage to finally meet your eyes himself.

"How pathetic can you get Alexander? Go ahead, show me.” He hesitates, and a quiet and uncharacteristic "Please..." comes from the large man. You scoff and he corrects himself immediately, now a much louder and much more embarrassing "Please, touch me!", pouring from his mouth. You hum, not really impressed but you oblige anyway, grabbing the waistband of his pants and pulling down, shuffling around with his clothes for a moment before finally freeing him. He sighed, watching you carefully as you reach over to the nightstand and pull out a small bottle of lube, pouring it onto your hand and placing the bottle to the side. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back when you finally touched him.

You sat on his thighs now, slowly jerking him off and watching his every move. You let him touch you for a while, enjoying the feeling of his warm hands trailing up and down your thighs and tightly squeezing when you would move your hand in a particular way. You didn't intend on doing anything other than jerking him off, so you decided to tease and see how much you could get out of him.

“Maybe if you sound real pretty for me I’ll go a bit faster.”

He quickly glanced at you before throwing his head back and letting out a shaky moan, a trembling, “Please just make me cum, I-... I want to cum.” coming out of his mouth. You were not impressed so you stopped your movements, listening to the groan of frustration that came from him. He looked at you, clearly upset “Please, I want to cum very badly.”

“Well, I think I could figure that out myself Dr. I mean, look at you.”

The head of his cock was a bright red, and he was throbbing, and by the way that his cock would twitch you could tell he was close to cumming. You looked down, letting your eyes linger at the sight of his tip leaking precum. You couldn't help yourself, so you used your finger to clean up the precum, and when you were sure that you had gotten all of it you held your fingers up to his mouth. He looked away and you raised an eyebrow at him, surprised by his boldness.

“You must not want to cum that badly, since you've decided to be disobedient.”

He only peeked at you, not letting his gaze linger on you for too long before looking away again. You hummed, licking the cum off of your fingers and moving off of him. He attempted to reach for you but you glared at him and he shrunk back into himself. Face red with want and embarrassment.

You walked yourself to the bathroom and cleaned your hands, coming back out to see him still sitting there. He didn't say anything as you ignored him, and once you were done with your nightly routine you turned to him and tilted your head. “Don't you have work to do, Mikhail?”

You watched as his body slumped, disappointed with your decision. He didn't fight it, and he got up and walked into the bathroom behind you mumbling a quick, “You are correct.”, before closing the door behind him.

[my-head-is-an-animal]

Caustic: An Origin Story

Caustic/Alexander Nox x Reader/OFC

Rating: 18+

Summary:

An alternative origin story for the Gas Daddy himself. I was just having a bit of fun, I hope you don't mind and sorry if it's not exactly canonically correct. I did include some details that reference canon. Hope you enjoy!

Original Character: Captain Jessica Wells.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10

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Miasma pt. 4 "Spy of the Syndicate"

Caustic x fem reader Words: 2000+ Warnings: language, threatening A/N: enjoy <3

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You stared at the clock nervously. It was fifteen minutes to 2 am. You fiddled with a piece of paper you had mysteriously found on your pillow. You hadn't really slept well last night. It was partly because of the note and partly due to the mixed emotions the game had caused. You had taken a short nap, and the nervous feeling currently kept you awake, so there was no sign of tiredness.

Well, I guess I have to go. You crumpled the note and stuffed it into your pocket, slipping your feet into your shoes. You hadn't been to the rooftop terrace yet, but it shouldn't be hard to find. You walked to the elevator and pressed your access card against the reader. With slightly sweaty hands, you prepared to press the button for the top floor. The elevator silently took you up in the quiet, dark building, straight to the top. Stepping out into the night, you gasped at the sight. You walked straight to the edge of the terrace and let your gaze drift over the city. It was breathtakingly beautiful at night.

"Ah, how delightful! You came! " you heard a man's voice behind you. You startled and turned around. A man dressed in a suit emerged from the shadows. He had sunglasses on, even though it was nighttime. You glanced around. It was just the two of you.

"I came as requested," you replied in a calm tone, although you were nervous wreck inside. The man glanced at his wristwatch, confirming the time.

"Listen up, Specter. Let's cut to the chase", the man began digging something out of his breast pocket. Instinctively, you took a step back, feeling cautious. Who knew if this man intended to harm you. However, he simply handed you another note, a business card. You cautiously accepted it. The business card was adorned with a large X and the Syndicate logo.

"I'm from the Syndicate", the man confirmed. "And I have a mission for you."

You looked at him incredulously. A mission for you.

"Why?" you quickly asked.

"For several reasons, princess. Firstly, your skills in the game convinced us that you could be useful to us." You became even more skeptical. The game featured many good legends, one better than the other. And you were just a rookie.

"Secondly, no one knows you well yet, and you have clearly infiltrated the group quite nicely, but you're still controllable", the man continued. The conversation was taking an unpleasant turn. You didn't want to be controlled or used.

"We have one person in our sights. I've seen you spending time with him. Not many have made his acquaintance, but I think you could. You could gather information about him," 'X' continued. You sighed. You really didn't want to be in the middle here. You wanted to focus on your own stuff. What would you gain from this?

"I'm talking about Dr. Mikhail Caustic, Alexander Nox. According to what we've heard, he has had nasty plans, such as attacking Solace City with his chemicals. Now we think he has a new plan to fight against the Syndicate. We need more information", the man lit a cigar as he explained his plan to you.

"Hold on!" you stopped him. "I've not spent time with him, I don't even know the guy. Why don't you just surveil his activities yourselves? Why me?" you exclaimed. The whole idea was starting to feel unpleasant. The man didn't see the need to rush; he calmly puffed on his cigar. Eventually, he continued, his tone becoming more serious.

"Thirdly: you are involved with other legends. You can gather information that we cannot obtain. You can infiltrate Caustic's laboratory by pretending to be deeply interested in the science and other shit he does there. Dr. Caustic is cautious; we can't easily extract information from him!" The man's voice grew tense. He approached you quickly, taking brisk steps.

"Fourthly: you don't seem to have any other option because we know where your family and friends live. I doubt you want to argue with us since we won't hesitate to kill each and every one of them if you don't do as we command!"

*

You laid in your room, staring at the ceiling in the darkness. Tears soaked your pillow as you tightly clenched your fists, simultaneously trying to prevent yourself from suffocating in tears.

I am so weak. I want to go home.

Now more than ever, for the first time, you realized where you were. This wasn't a children's playground. Lives were at stake here. Of course, you understood that you voluntarily participated in a bloodsport, but your loved ones shouldn't be involved. You simply had to do as you were told. Spend time with a person you despised. It wouldn't be easy, as Alexander probably didn't want you near him. Just as you didn't want him near you.

Remember, princess. He is an evil man. You're doing this for our city and the whole world.

Those were the man's last words to you. You weren't sure about anything anymore. Who was good and who was bad in this situation? 'X' was certainly not a good man, threatening your family, but were there any options? Perhaps you could truly help save the entire city from a chemical death if you assisted the Syndicate.

You decided to be strong. You decided to do what was necessary. You came here to fight and grow as a person. You had to develop mentally as well and become stronger. Because if you were weak here, nothing would save you.

Tomorrow, you would begin the operation. "Operation Miasma," as the Syndicate man had called it. You wiped the tears from your face. Tomorrow, you would track down Alexander Nox and do exactly as you were commanded. It was inevitable.

*

In the morning, you had a completely different feeling about the whole situation. You accepted the challenge bravely and gathered yourself. There was no time to cry and pity yourself. You reminded yourself once again of who you were. You weren't here for nothing. Your potential was seen in you. You were an intelligent woman and you knew where to start. According to the schedule, you had a day off, so you decided to go to the gym. Hoping to see the person you were now supposed to get to know better.

You preferred to think of yourself as a spy rather than a toy of the Syndicate. You wanted to show that you were capable of this mission and they could leave their threats behind. You packed your gym bag with determination and energy and headed towards the gym. You hadn't polished any kind of plan, but you believed that you could proceed according to the situation.

You hurried to the gym. You weren't sure if you would run into Alexander here, but your hopes were high. You immediately started stretching. It felt good after the past few days.

You completed your favorite yoga practice, which took about an hour. Still no familiar faces. Oh well. You thought and decided to head to the shower. You had to come up with another place to wait until you would meet. You didn't even know where Caustic's laboratory was. You rolled up your yoga mat and walked towards the locker room door. Suddenly, the door opened.

Unbelievable. What luck!

You almost grinned widely but kept your cool as none other than Alexander Nox walked through the door. The anxiety almost paralyzed your body, but you took a deep breath. You had to act. Alexander barely even looked at you. You were invisible to him. His arrogance made you gather your courage. That man was wicked. Evil. You had to carry out this mission.

"Doctor!" you exclaimed before he could pass you. He stopped and glanced at you unamused.

Think.

"You might be right, I'm not the most skilled legend, but I really want to be one", you cautiously looked into Alexander's eyes. He seemed like you were wasting his time. "I would like to ask you a few questions, could I, um... interview you at some point?" What the hell am I saying?

"I don't give interviews." Alexander turned to leave the situation.

"I didn't mean it that way, I need your help with something!" you stammered.

"Provide me with the specific details or context of the subject matter you are referring to", Alexander sounded tense.

"Could you teach me how to use the workspaces and show me around? I know your laboratory is somewhere there, and I don't know who else to ask."

"Why won't you bother one of your little friends, I have no interest in doing so", Alexander dryly stated and walked away, ignoring your request. Shit. Why couldn't I come up with something sensible? How on earth could you and him bond on any level? You were like night and day. There was nothing in common between you two.

You feel the boiling anger within you. You had never met another person who was so difficult to approach. No one had made your blood boil like this in a long time.

"Fine, how do you expect me to ever improve if that's your attitude? Don't complain then if you end up on the same team as me if you're so uncooperative!" you snapped so loudly that even you were surprised. Your outburst made Alexander turn around, and he took a few steps towards you. His imposing figure loomed over you, causing you to feel like shrinking.

"We are all responsible for ourselves. We all have to survive on our own in this world. Learn to cope and survive independently", Caustic said in a threatening tone, looking straight into your eyes. You didn't break eye contact for a moment. Internally, you felt threatened, but you didn't let it show.

"Very well, then... I shall escort you to the workspace and request that you never bother me again."

Well, that's not really a plan. But it helps somewhat.

Alexander walked decisively out of the gym, and you tried to keep up. He wanted to get this over with so that he would never have to listen to your complaining voice again. You were the first person who didn't seem to leave him alone here at all. You entered the elevator together, and Alexander pressed the button. Suddenly, you were reminded of that drunken evening when you had blurted out something about a dream you had seen. Your face started to flush.

You avoided looking at Alexander, but through the mirror, you saw him dressed in his gym attire, which didn't look bad on him at all. Alexander's hair was slightly messy, and he looked quite handsome at the moment. It was so strange to see Caustic in casual clothes. He didn't look like a bad person. Although he definitely was.

"Located on this floor are the workspaces, while my laboratory is situated at the end of the hallway. I advise you to stay away from there. However, workspace number 7 is currently unoccupied and available for your utilization", Alexander sounded more relaxed than before. He didn't know why he had even bothered raising his voice at you. You were just a harmless insect in his life. He didn't want to bother his head with someone like you, a little girl.

"Thank you," you said. Well, at least now you knew where the workspaces were, so that wouldn't be an issue. But how on earth could you ever have a longer conversation with Alexander? This was going to be difficult. You stepped out of the elevator and thought about taking a look at room number 7. The elevator doors closed, and Alexander disappeared from sight. You would have to refine this plan.

The empty workspace was filled with cabinets and machines. There was a large working desk and technological devices that would surely benefit you greatly in the future. You ran your finger across the dusty surface of the cabinets. Besides carrying out this operation, you would really have to focus on improving yourself in the games and upgrading your equipment. This was definitely not going to be easy.

[the-yandere-cryptid]

Hey, I hope your week’s been treating you well! What about 🍌 and 🚨 (not necessarily in combination, unless the muses sing to you) for Caustic?

my blorbo.........

🚨 sex that sent me to the ER headcanon

Alexander is a very meticulous man by nature, and even more so when it comes to you. The aphrodisiac gas he concocted was potent stuff after all, and he had to make sure the dose and dilution was just right for your body, which he never failed at. except that one time that he's still so sorry about-- 🍌 sex toy headcanon

He may be older but Caustic isn't exactly what you would call old-fashioned. He's a man that embraces what the future has to offer, including toys. In fact, as a terminally ill older man, he quite appreciates all the creativity he can employ in pleasuring you when he doesn't have the energy for sex.

Overall, Caustic has two moods:

I want to get myself/you off so I'm going to do whatever it takes to make this as quick and easy as possible so I can continue my day.

I want to take your body in my hands and reduce you to mere cells, unable to remember your very sense of identity, adrift in white noise and mindless pleasure, and I will spend hours doing exactly that.

[maskedteaser]

I forgot to turn on anon lmao guess the cats out the bag😔✊

Im still going to to send rdr2 thirst and headcanons tho💀

-🃏 not-so anon

don't worry!! I can always pretend I didn't see it if that makes you feel better. I will also still refer to you as anon and tag your posts with anon tag 😘

my inbox is always open for thirsty and horny and fluffy and romantic and rough and soft and everything else revolving around rdr2

when I was brushing my teeth few minutes ago I thought about forcing John Marston to take a bath and how he agrees but only under a condition that you take it with him 🥺🥺 can I scrub that silly man's head and gently wash his face and kiss his scars thank you

notice:

I also got few requests which made me so happy (but also scared since I didn't start to work on any of them...)

Also not aimed at you, anon, but at other anon that requested apex legends caustic x reader, it was not that clear in my rules but now it is (for some reason only half of caustics name was pink in my rules? idk how it happened), I can't write caustic I'm sorry, he kinda scares me, hope you're not mad at me and we can still be anon mutuals 🤩

(sorry anon 🃏 I had to say it here cause there was no point on making another post for that😭😭)

[hellbrid]

I'm looking for Kenny omega x reader smut and Caustic x reader smut. Please tag me in some good ones you find🖤.

[thekiabo99]

Can you please give me a Caustic one-shot😩🙏

Hi, of course I can! I wasn’t exactly sure which one shot would suit him best, so I decided to do a dating head cannon for now, hope you enjoy it!

Dating Caustic Would Include:

Caustic isn’t the best at showing his emotions, so he would rarely say he loves you.

Instead he would say things along the lines of ‘Your skills seem adequate enough’ or ‘You would make a fine test subject’.

It’s his way of letting you know he likes you, even though to others it seems like he is trying to experiment on you.

During games, he is very focused and cold, focusing on winning and keeping you safe.

He rarely leaves your side, making sure he keeps an eye on you, even if you can handle yourself, he will still watch over you.

Whenever you get a kill, he will compliment you, saying things like ‘You were lucky their IQ was below average’, he means well.

During games, he will always make sure you are safe, constantly placing gas traps around you to ensure your safety.

If your team is cornered, he is always on target with his gas bomb, ensuring that you and your team always have the upper hand.

If you lose a game, he never blames you, telling you that it wasn’t your fault, for your other teammate lacked common sense.

If you win a game though, he will raise his arms and cheer slightly before placing a hand on your shoulder.

He will congratulate you, telling you that your efforts have paid off well and that he would welcome you into his lab.

When not in games, Caustic will be distant from you, as he works in his lab constantly.

But when you approach him, he will not push you away, he will talk with you about his experiments and ask how you have been.

If you’re lucky, he will put an arm around your shoulders, talking with you whilst he explains his latest experiment.

When he sees your interest in his experiments, he cracks a smile, which is a rare thing he does.

If you want to really leave him speechless, then all you need to do is kiss his cheek, it will leave him stumbling on his words, a blush colouring his cheeks.

If he’s in a good mood, he will kiss your cheek back, but only briefly. His beard tickles your face and you enjoy his little loving gestures, as rare as they are.

Despite him lacking feelings for humankind, you seem to be the only person he has feelings towards.

Knowing this fact, you feel super happy and loved, even though he does not say he loves you often.

Whenever you are with other legends like Horizon, Wattson or Valk, ones which are more handsy than the others, he will be watching you closely.

It’s not that he doesn’t trust you, it’s the other legends he doesn’t trust.

He will stand afar, arms crossed as he observes you interacting with the other legends.

If they put an arm around your shoulders, he will grumble to himself until he notices you looking at him.

Then he will pretend like he wasn’t watching you, pretending to write something down.

When you question him about it, he will simply say that he was observing human interaction for his experiments.

You know he was secretly jealous as you smile and assure him that you only have eyes for him.

This always makes him smile as he sighs and tells you that you are too soft to survive the games alone.

Despite his cold nature, you really enjoy his company and you know he enjoys yours too, or he would’ve experimented on you by now.

[bee-sidiomycete]

have u guys read the Apex Legends Museum Opening loading screen 😭 it has me in tears

[theres-a-body-here]

Scumtober (Mask Kink) poll

[unholy-boi]

following a tumblr tag so you get art of ur little guy on your dash and then you exclusively get ooc x readers. Im gonna blow this whole building up

[sunsetentity]

Caustic is in the aroace spectrum can't change my mind

[gogotti]

Gogotti's masterlist! 18+ ! If any link doesn't work please let me know!! Reblogs appreciated!!

Slashers ! Michael/AFAB!Reader - NSFW, Michael Myers in a relationship - Headcannon, Michael Myers w/ a smiley/happy s/o, The boogeyman gets sad too, Happy (late) B-day! Michael Myers/GN!Reader - NSFW, Michael Myers/GN! Reader - NSFW, Starving - Michael Myers/Reader - NSFW,

Apex Legends ! Interruption: A Caustic/Reader NSFW,BLOODHOUND/READER - NSFW Call Of Duty ! John “Soap” MacTavish/GN! Reader NSFW, Simon “Ghost” Riley/Reader NSFW, Watch_Dogs ! Marcus/Reader, Wrench/Josh/Reader - Headcannon, Raymond Kenny/ Fem!Reader - NSFW,

Resident Evil ! Lady D/GN!Reader- NSFW,

More to come, but I'm very lazy so they won't get added to the masterlist right away lmfao