#bangalore x wraith

[alienpussycat]

Voidstrike Au

Stick to cel shading? I never said that...

[unholyplumpprincess]

Stress Relief

For someone on Twitter who requested a lil Voidstrike :D and who am I if not indulgent in them

Summary: Wraith has been working herself too hard trying to find the answers of her life she knows so little of. Anita is tired of seeing her work herself to the point of tears and anxiety and decides to help her favorite girl out.Or! In which Anita takes it into her own hands to absolutely render Wraith's mind into mush so she stops thinking so much.

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Fandom: Apex Legends

Relationship: Bangalore x Wraith - Voidstrike

Warnings:R18+/NSFT, Wraith has piercings/body mods, Anita is a service top as she deserves, Otherwise p tame for smth horny!

Words: 1.4k

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“None of it is clear! Not even the birthdays add up- o-or even the names! What if I’m not right on this? What if- what if I’m tracing the wrong person? And it’s me- but not me? What if I-I just can’t-”   

“Settle down, kitty. You’ve been at this for three hours, you’re gonna get yourself overwhelmed. Take a break, you’ve been workin’ too hard, beautiful.”   

Anita’s voice is a soothing break in the confines of Wraith’s loud mind. Everyone is too loud, theories running around, too many names being shouted- what was right, what was wrong. What could be false information, what could be right.  

Frustratedly, Wraith stares at the documents in front of her.  

~Rest under the cut~

The documents are scattered on the table, messy scribbles on a journal and one already closed beside her- full of notes on the pages, front and back. Wraith has been gnawing on her bottom lip, pinching the plump flesh between her teeth and surely close to drawing blood from how flushed it is.  

It- it should be right here. It’s staring her in the face, she just knows it. If she could just get everybody to settle down and stop talking all at once-   

“Hey,” Anita’s voice once again cuts through her inner mantra. Her tone is full of command, solid with no room for argument. It makes Wraith’s eyes snap up, milky white starting to drown into icy blue as the voices begin to settle down. “Don’t think I asked you if you wanted to take a break. I said take a break. C’mere.”   

Anita’s tone is final. Her look even more so, peering over her arm that’s thrown over the couch where she’s sat. Her other hand has a bottle in it, sipping on her taste of drink and providing Wraith company for the day. 

Anita had her own share of documents in front of her, highlights and little red notes scribbled with questions or comparisons. Her own table is pristine, carefully laid out thoughts in comparison to Wraith's mess on the table.  

Helping, Wraith reminds herself. She wasn’t alone.   

Her breath is shaky, over stimulation clouding her better judgement. But...Anita was right- not that Wraith would admit that out loud and fuel her ego.   

With finality, she moves from the kitchen table and slowly crosses the threshold into the living room. Her footsteps are soft, watching Anita watch her with a small furrow to her brow as she looks Wraith down then up to catch her gaze. 

There are no words exchanged as Anita sets down her drink, opening her arms and shifting her open legs to be a bit more closed. Wraith doesn’t need to speak either, slowly climbing into her girlfriend’s lap and settling her arms around Anita’s shoulders. Just as Anita’s arms encircle around her waist, one hand on the back of her head and encouraging Wraith to bury into her neck with another on her lower back.  

Fingers gently dip beneath Wraith’s hoodie to brush warm fingers against icy cold skin. It makes Wraith sigh as her body eases its tensions all at once, inhaling Anita's spicy scent and taking note of the cologne on her. The same breath exhales from her just as easy, easing her muscles. 

Anita hums against her gently, resting her cheek on Wraith's head as her hands slide under her girlfriend's hoodie. Her fingers trace over Wraith's back, sliding up then down nice and easy until Wraith's breath has calmed.  

Everything is quiet save for Anita's breathing and the slow steady sound of her heart. Wraith appreciates the comfort, quietly showing it by pressing soft kisses to Anita's neck.  

"Mmh, watch it, baby. You know I'm sensitive." Anita sighs out, gently trying to readjust Wraith and clearly expecting her to do the same. But when Wraith hums softly, nipping at her neck, she knows she has Anita right where she wants her when Anita moans.  

"I know." Wraith murmurs matter-of-factly, adjusting her stance in Anita's lap to make it more pointed how her thighs splay on either side of hers.  

"Could distract you," Anita relents with her tone playful as if she's pondering it. Even as her hands slide down into the loose lounge pants on Wraith's waist, sliding down to get a handful of her plentiful ass. Anita pulls Wraith against her in a harsh grind, causing the smaller of the two to gasp. "Could take care of you. You've been workin' too hard as is.  

Wraith sighs shakily, feeling how Anita's hand slides further down, brushing fingertips under Wraith to slip under her panties. Normally Wraith liked playing cat and mouse, toying and teasing until Anita was at her limit. But she can’t today.  

Wraith’s whisper is gentle, hardly above a breath as it breathes from her. A simply, tiny, "Please-"  

"For you, baby? I'd do anything."  

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Wraith finds herself sobbing on her back before she can even blink. Now in her bedroom, lying on her back with her fingers fisted into the sheets- not knowing whether to settle there or Anita’s curls. Her back is arched, lips parted and hair a mess around her as Anita lies between her legs with messy, wet sounds coming from her. Licking, suckling, moaning into Wraith's pussy with her arms hooked under her thighs.  

Anita has pushed Wraith into a half-folded style, baring her pussy to its fullest so she can torture her clit. Sometimes dipping her tongue inside of her just to moan and making Wraith cry out with a squirm. 

Wraith has cum at least three times already, sweat building on her forehead and making the rest of her skin shiny with a heavenly glow. All of her clothing save for her hoodie has been tossed off, her hoodie tugged up above her heavy, pierced breasts. Something that Anita pays attention to by sliding her hands up to give them a squeeze when her lips focus on suckling Wraith's clit.  

"G-God, 'Nita-" Wraith sobs out, her body trembling as her back arches. She can feel the rubber band in her lower abdomen threatening to snap again, making her strain with an arch of her back. Her voice trembles in a cry, slamming her hands down to the bed to curl her fingers tight into the sheets. 

Anita doesn't even acknowledge her save for a low hum of approval. One of her hands squeezing her breast moving so she can slide her calloused thumb over Wraith's pierced nipple, gingerly pinching and tugging it. Just as her other hand splays across Wraith's lower abdomen, applying light pressure to keep her pinned down. 

It's enough. Forcing another orgasm from Wraith's trembling form. Her moan is loud, one of her hands coming up to grab her own hair to steady herself as sobs wrack her frame. Her breathing is heavy, hard, everything in her mind being reduced to nothing but mush. 

Anita doesn't even stop. Her tongue only pauses for a moment, splayed out underneath Wraith's throbbing clit to feel how the engorged little thing presses to her tongue. Her eyes are near pitch black as she looks up at Wraith, taking in every inch of her greedily. 

When Wraith finally catches her breath, Anita's hands slide down her form. Two fingers sliding through her slick to gather lubrication before slipping them into Wraith who quickly whimpers, her head falling back weakly. 

"Come on, d-don't you think this is a little exces-- ah!" Wraith is cut off once more by Anita curling her fingers just right inside of her. Followed by her blowing air lightly over Wraith's flushed clit to make her jump and squeeze down on her fingers. 

"Excessive, huh?" Anita practically purrs out, her voice thick and hoarse from her own arousal. Pleased by pleasing Wraith. "What's excessive is how much you think. Relax. Let me handle tonight, okay?" 

Wraith's breath shudders when Anita moves, bending Wraith in half as she pulls herself up to her knees. Keeping one arm braced on the back of her knees to begin thrusting her fingers into Wraith as if she was fucking her. Punctuated by how Anita leans in, her lips brushing over Wraith's parted ones that gasp against her helplessly. 

"Like I always tell you. I got you." It's whispered in a gravel tone against Wraith's lips before she captures them to swallow Wraith's cries. 

Wraith would hand it to Anita later. She sure did know how to keep a girl's head clear.

[ikarisenpai]

Helloooooo!! Can you write a one shot about Octane from apex proposing to the reader please I realized there’s no fanfics abt it. Can it also be a fem reader? Thanks man🤘

Omg! I love this idea and I don't see much either as I love Octane just as much. I'm sorry it took me so long to write and I'm sorry if the fight scene is a bit messy. I'm not really good with fighting scenes but I feel like Octane would do something like this so enjoy :)

requests are still open, they just might take me a while as I'm shuffling between jobs and some drama at home, but please fill free to send me your ideas :) I'll get to them as soon as I can! Thanks :)

~Sleepy Ash

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Summary: You were in the middle of a fight on Broken Moon and your boyfriend of what felt like years decided now was the time to propose to you.

Warnings: nothing too big? Maybe the characters getting shot, but nothing too bad I would think.

Words: 1269

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“What are you doing? Are you crazy?” Lifeline asked as bullets were going past her head. 

“I’m gonna ask her to marry me. I mean I don’t see the issue here, plus she and I have been dating for a while. I don’t see her saying no.” Octane said as he peaked over the ledge to see where the enemy team was. 

“But we're in the middle of a fight right now. Are you sure she’s not gonna say no because we're preoccupied?” Lifeline asked as Octane shook his head. 

“I don’t think so. If in all honesty I think everyone will be shocked that Octavio Silva is finally settling down after all these years. I know I would be.” Octane laughed as Y/N made a winge noise over mic and then called out that she was downed by a second team. 

“Well, here’s your chance to be the hero. Go get them I guess.” Lifeline said as she rolled her eyes. She peaked over the ledge that Octane had just looked over and had seen where Y/N had gone down and sighed knowing that if he didn’t hurry the ring was going to pinch them and that was something she didn’t want to deal with.

“I’m coming Y/N! Just hold on!” Octane called over mic as he jabbed the needle of his stim into his chest and jetted out of the building on the north east side of The Mirage Voyage, grabbing the zipline, and then down to the second floor where he saw Mirage finishing Y/N and Wraith guardian the door.

“Wow, that's quite the predemis—Pruh—Preh... Predicam—uh... It's a bad situation for you.” Mirage smiled as he started moving backwards in some type of moonwalk dance and kick up his foot to finish Y/N but ended up stopping as Octane pulled out his R-99 and started shooting him, stopping him from finishing Y/N, and had both Wraith and Mirage focused on Octane so Lifeline could pick Y/N up.

"On yuh feet. Lifeline's gotcha back." Lifeline smiled as she had quickly followed Octane down the zipline and through the building to pick Y/N up. The three of them now dealing with Wraith and Mirage that when Y/N did finally heal up Lifeline had gotten shot by their third member Bangalore and groaned seeing her down weapon was a G Scout fully kitted.

“Tango down.” Bangalore smirked as she and Y/N locked eyes. Bangs was about to go after Y/N when Octane got between the two and sat down on one knee nearly confusing Bangalore and Y/N on what he was doing.

“Le-et me have this moment real quick, please?” Octane said as he shot at Bangalore giving her a warning and then downed Mirage as he tried to finish the job with Y/N.

“What are you doing? We have to finish them!” Y/N growled as she was aiming her gun at Bangalore looking around to figure out where the hell Wraith had fazed off too.

“Something I should have done a long time ago but was too chicken to do so…” Octane said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out what could only be but a small square velvet box. 

“You gotta be kidding me.” Bangalore said while shaking her head, “You're doing this now?!”

Octane nodded his head, “Uh, yeah, I don’t see a better time than doing it now.” 

Lifeline rolled her eyes as she and Bangalore waited for Octane to continue. The three of them standing on the bottom floor of the building just watching the ring grow closer as Mirage was knocked down in a corner, probably talking to Wraith and figuring out what to do while the other team and Bangalore were off proposing to people.

“Well, get on your knee Silva, got less than four-five.” Bangalore said as Octane quickly nodded and turned to face Y/n. His left hand removing his goggles so everyone could see his brown eyes and his cheeks a bit pink as he, himself, couldn’t believe he was doing this.

“Come on Silva we don’t have all day.” Lifeline said as she was starting to join the group of annoyed people.

“Right, Y/N, -” Octane began as Y/N nodded smiling from ear to ear, “-I know we haven’t been an item for a long time and I know we’ve been friends for twice as much, but ever since that day up on Kings Canyon on the jump course, where we did some sick teamwork on the jump pads, I knew I wanted to spend  foverever with you. You're fun and amazing and when you do that thing with the P2020.” She flipped it around her pointer finger and then threw it up into the air before catching and putting it back into its holster, “I knew you were the love of my life, my partner in crime, my life long duo…” the list goes on and on as when Octane finally pulled out the ring Y/N gasped. The diamond was green wrapped around pure silva (see what I did there??). It was the same color as his stim and green hair. Tiny but on point as he didn’t want something flashy, but enough to catch someone’s eye. He wanted the ring to represent him and her put together and to show that Octavio Silva can be locked down. He just had to find someone special enough to do so.

“Awe, babe, you… shouldn’t have…” Y/N said as she held out her hand and waited for Octane to finish. 

“Come on Silva pick it up we gotta go!” Bangalore said as she tapped her foot against the concrete. 

“Ooo, right…” Octane said as he nodded. He pulled the ring out of the velvet box and smiled, holding it up to Y/N with a smile, “Will you make me the most happiest man alive and marry me?” 

Y/N smiled nodding, “Of course you idiot. Of Course.'' and when she slipped on the ring Wraith came out of nowhere and finished off the three of them. First throwing a grenade and weakening them and then knocking all three of them with a R-301.

“Jesus, Wraith, couldn’t come fast enough? Where did you go?” Bangalore said as she threw down and heat shield and started looting through Octane’s box.

“I had to take care of some outside squads. I heard some strays while shielding up earlier and just sorry I came back late.” She said as she picked up Mirage who was mumbling some nonsense to himself. He looted through Y/N’s box as when the three of them were done. Heading out of the building and took off on the zipline.

“Did you know he was going to propose all this time?” Mirage asked as he looked back at Bangalore.

“Yeah, but I wasn’t expecting him to nearly kill us all with ring.” Banaglore sighed as she felt the heat from the ring burn her skin.

“Damn. Such a shame they all had to go out like that. Would have been rom-roman-uh cool if they got to be the champion squad in the end.” Mirage stumbled as Wraith nodded.

“Yeah, it would have, but I decided to end things. Now come on. We have less than three squads left and this ring is really burning us here.” Wraith said as they jumped off the zipline and headed to the next. They had a long way to go, but in the end Octane was happy and so was Y/N.

[lumenizampel]

did sunbird miss on purpose or not? we will never know

[thesleepycrypto]

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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!! :)

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[secxen]

For an Apex Legends Parody Zine, I drew a parody cover of Sailor Moon Sailor Stars! ^-^

[sapphic-woes]

Apex Legends

Being her wifey <3 (hcs)

Vantage hunts you down :)

Trap the Viper

[sqwapex]

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.

[alienpussycat]

Werewolf x vampire girlfriends. Went back to my painting roots for this one, I think I’ll stick to cel shading in the future

Might re-upload If I think the quality looks really bad X

[crazy-fandom-madness]

Just a little Revenant x Reader cuz yes

This is my first time writing so sorry if there is any mistakes it anything enjoy

Summary: you decide to relax while the other legends talk amongst themselves and Revenant try’s his best to show he cares

Words 1.1k+

SFW/ Gender Neutral/ Fluff Rev/ Established Relationship

It was a normal day on the drop ship and Lifeline, Bangalore, Gibraltar, Octane, Mirage and Wattson where sitting and playing a card game, Newcastle and Wraith were watching listening to Mirage brag about how good he was. Of course Octane had to one up him at this point they where the only ones playing. You where laying down in the same room tired from the last match but the sound of Elliott and Octavio stopped you from sleeping. Though the Nessie Wattson gave you helped and Ajay’s light drumming on D.O.C. was also calming but it couldn’t distract from the eyes on you. Revenant, just in the corner watching not threatening just observing. You were always interested in the simulacrum and you knew he was somewhat nice to you well as nice as he could be, he tried his best.

“Ya sure you don’t want to join us?” Ajay stopped tapping D.O.C. to ask. “I bet you could get Mirage you shut up.” Wraith added with a smirk earning a look from Eliott. “They look tired let’s leave them alone.” Natalie said making everyone go back to what they were doing. A loud laugh came from Octane as he won the match. “Sorry amigo looks like I win again!” Elliot wasn’t even paying attention to him. “Well maybe if that murder bot wasn’t standing so menacingly I would have played better.” Renee rolled her eyes. “Come on brudda no need to watch join us.” They all looked over to Revenant he just let out a grunt and left. “Typical.” Anita and Renee said in unison turning back to the game, you wondered where he was going looking over the couch you were on. He went into his room unable to see him you lay back down, closing your eyes finally falling asleep.

Waking up noticing your alone at least you thought but you have a blanket it was soft. One of Revenant’s you smile looking around for anyone. “Finally, you where out for a while.” A familiar robot voice filled the room looking over there he was. Starting to walk over to you he just looked at you so you spoke. “Were you just watching me? Oh and thanks for the blanket you could have just carried me to bed.” You giggled while getting up, he let out a grunt as a response. “You can walk yourself can’t you?” Collecting all your things you head back to your room with Revenant. He usually stands in the doorway just watching you sleep making sure your safe, but today he got into bed with you. As you got comfortable laying against him just listening to his robotic parts work. It was times like this that he wished he was human but he would never admit it. “I brought you some water so you don’t have to get up.” Looking over at the table there was indeed water, small thing like this is what made you happy. Sure he wasn’t great at showing love but he did it in his own way. You give him a small thanks before taking a sip of the water. Putting it back down on the table. You wanted to see if this time he would actually sleep or if he would just watch you like always.

He has a rest mode but he never used it he didn’t like to sleep, he didn’t need to so why use it? He didn’t trust anyone enough to use it in the first place. You knew he would use it in due time, when he was ready. “Well I’m going to go to sleep feel free to move me if you want to leave.” You giggle knowing he will stay there all night. As you rest your head on his chest you hear the parts start to slow down, getting more calm the faint glow from his eyes light the room. You tiredly say you love him and you start to doze off. Smiling when he says it back, playing with your hair just a little, things he would only do in private. You wake up to the sound of Octane and Mirage again knowing you won’t be able to fall back asleep you get up. But not before noticing Revenant, asleep well in resting mode it brought a smile to your face, he is comfortable enough to do this. You lay back down and cuddle him whispering sweet nothings to him. Holding his hand and rubbing it, he often picked at the paint on his hands hating Hammond Robotics for making him this killing machine. Of course you understand this hatred he had, but remind him to be nice to himself.

His LED eyes start to light back up, gears inside him start up again. “Morning, did you rest well?” You ask as he starts back up. “I guess it’s not like it does me any use.” He sits up and watches you get ready. “Well I’m just happy your comfortable with me to do that I know it’s hard for you.” It was, he’s trying for you but it’s still hard for him to show it. “Small steps at a time.” You add all he said was a soft yeah. As you where about to leave the room he stopped you. “Thank you, for making me feel human.” He hugged you it was unusual for him to do this but you let him. “I try my best, honestly forget your not sometimes.” With a soft giggle you let go of him and smile. If he could he would be too, you place a soft kiss where his lips would be and leave.

You were greeted by Bangalore and Gibraltar they were talking about the schedule. “Bonjour, did you sleep well I hope we didn’t wake you?” Natalie asked while she watched Ajay work on D.O.C. “Not at all Wattson, so what’s the plan for today?” Looking over at Anita. She took a sip of coffee as she explained everything. She soon left to grab some more coffee and Ajay’s light tapping with her shock sticks could be heard as you felt eyes on you. Revenant walked over to you sitting next to you, he put his arm around you. But quickly moved it as Bangalore walked back in. He didn’t pull away when you grabbed his hand rubbing where the Hammond Robotics logo was. Small steps you say to your self. After a few minutes of sitting with each other the announcement for the next match could be heard. Letting go of his hand getting ready he stops you, and puts a light kiss on your hand before going to his spot. The progress might be slow he might not even get past this stage but you didn’t mind. You would always love him no matter what and you knew he felt the same. Smiling while looking at him you start to drop. He looked at you as you both got ready to jump sharing a look before everyone jumped. Sure you loved him but this is a blood sport and you didn't come to lose. Giving him one last look knowing it will be over soon and you can go back to holding him. And with that let the games begin.

[sxrenityy]

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.❞

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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.” 

[diverbots]

Whats your opinion on video game characters from different dimensions being Besties/Frenemies?

For example Apex and Overwatch:

Yoi can agree with me on these if ye want but i think these are my opinions on who'd be besties or frenemies lol

DVA x Crypto (Gamer Nerds)

Reaper x Revenant (Both Deaths)

Bastion x Pathfinder and the other omnics (Robo besties)

Soldier 76 or Sojourn x Bangalore (Military associates whatever you call it lol)

Moira x Caustic (Mad Scientists)

Sombra and Loba (Orphans)

Reinheartt and Brigitte x Gibraltar and Newcastle (Shield Squad)

Junkrat and Roadhog x Octane and Fuse (Crackheads lol)

Winston and Mei x Wattson (Electric/Scientists buds)

Sigma x Horizon (Gravity besties)

Lifeline x Mercy (Tired Medics)

Shimada brothers and Kiriko x Wraith (They prob spare each other or be frenemies)

Pharah x Valkrie (Jetpack besties)

Torbjorn x Rampart (Engineer buds)

Alr i think thats enough but you get what im saying? Lol

So whats your opinion? Lol

I love other game franchises interacting with each other LMFAO, it’s tiring when it’s like. For hate for another game but when the characters interact and become friends or hate each other I think it’s preddy cool. I don’t know a lot about Apex Legends but I think Raz from Psychonauts and Sigma should interact lol!

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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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Request Page (yes ik this is like my third time doing this) ៸៸

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﹕Fandoms! ɞ

⸝⸝ Apex・Catalyst, Vantage, Lifeline, Rampart, Valkyrie, Bangalore, Horizon, Wattson, Wraith, Ash, Mad Maggie, Loba

⨯ Overwatch・Mercy, D.va, Ashe, Moira, Sombra, Ana, Symmetra, Zarya, Junkerqueen, Sojourn, Kiriko, Brigitte, Mei, Pharah, Tracer, Widowmaker, Illari

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ʚ The Last Of Us pt.2・Abby, Ellie, Dina

‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ✿ Deathloop・Julianna, Wenjie, Harriet, Fia

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Rev x FEM!Reader?

Was asked to make this a Revenant x Reader. How is it so far?

Sighing heavily, I put the triple take down onto its stand. Shaking my shoulders loose from the previous tension, I hear clapping surrounding me. 

“Good job soldier.” I hear Bangalor say. I look at the area ahead of me to see the game masters sitting out of the way of any fire watching me, breaking down everything I do and analyzing to see if I was any good to join the legends or not. 

“Next weapon class.” Those three words sent a fresh wave of adrenaline through my veins. This means that the game masters are pleased. Next up is the LMG’s. “Add Rampart to the mix. Both Rampart and the newbie will fight as she shows her proficiency with the LMG’s.” Jumping from the balcony behind me Rampart grabs a L-STAR and a Devotion. I quickly picked up two Spitfires and turned to face my opponent. 

“Begin” was the simple word that set the mini gunner into action and had me dodging the  burst lasers of her L-Star. Flipping to her left after faking movement to the right I nailed her in the side before she had the chance to react to my new placement. Pushing forward I quickly unload a mag taking out her weight bearing hand. Spinning around I kick up some of the sand from their training area and use it to my advantage to knock her down. 

“Pick her up, lets see how well you use the non-lethal gadgets.” kneeling down next to Rampart and plunging the syringe into her chest. Slowly and steadily pushing the plunger down all the while helping her to stand back up. “Good job. Next is your abilities. We need them tested and finalized in a week. Along with your outfit.'' With that, I was led from the training room and into the lobby, where others who are trying to become an Apex Legend are standing and gawking at me. I was the only one to make the cut after 300 potentials failed to impress them. After everyone left, I was taken to the legend’s lounge where I got to sit and meet all the legends and talk about what I need to espect.

Walking into the lounge was a little overwhelming. They were all talking and making bets on the next match. I was met at the door by Lifeline and Bangalore. “Told you that it would be a piece of cake for ya.” Lifeline gushed at me. Bangalore patted my back and congratulated me on being the only candidate chosen from the groups this year. It was weird for only one candidate to be chosen, but I wasn’t about to test my luck by asking questions. 

I saw the familiar faces of Gibraltar and Octane, two of the friendlier legends and the guys that were on my last team. I smiled and waved at them before sitting in the circular area in the center of the room. Everyone gathered around and congratulated me on getting to where I am.

“So, let's talk about abilities.” Wraith said walking from behind me to take the seat right across from me. I look at the other legends piling in around on the couches and try to think of an idea. 

How about Passive: Sniper kit; gives me the ability to make better shots with snipers and gives me a few extra shots per mag on a sniper. Tactical: Perch; I can set up a perch by placing three claymores. And for the Ultimate….”

I trail off trying to think of a good idea. “Ooo I got an idea.” Rampart shouts while she cleans Sheila. “How about a gun package? It’ll be like a care package, but you get gold guns with a small chance of a care package red gun? The color will be green and white so that it’s distinguishable from LifeLine’s and the actual care package.”  We all look at eachother and nod our heads ``that'll work as long as it guarantees one sniper.” 

The sound of pen scratching paper draws my attention to Bangalore. "Got it all written down, now we just need a uniform." Shooting her a smile I quickly maneuver myself off the couch and sprint off to the room I will be in at the legend compound. 

Once I returned my outfit had changed. "How 'bout this?" The idea for my outfit consisted of a pair of shorts, which came down about three inches onto the tops of my thick thighs. A jacket that was cut to sit under my breasts in the front and goes down to my knees in the back and the sleeves stop right before my elbows. Under the jacket was a fishnet tank top and my hands were covered in a pair of black leather fingerless gloves. Adorning my feet are thigh high socks and knee high lace up combat boots. I have a thigh holster that was especially made just for me and a few others that would go across my hips and cross over my ordnance belt. There were red straps crossing over my chest to holster bigger guns onto my back and of course the backpack for the amo and healing supplies that hooked to my belts and sat on my lower back just above the jump jets. Finally my face had a mask, its solid black with buckles crossing over where my mouth would be and had a blood like design to it. 

I looked at the legends in front of me. They were quietly assessing the uniform I chose making sure that it fit the standards that needed to be met. "I just don't feel like the mask is really cutting it, Félagi Fighter." Bloodhound quipped with a few of the others nodding their heads. Taking it off the others agreed that it looked better and a photo was taken to show the founders my look to go with the abilities. 

"Now, is the name for the games going to be the same or are you going to use something else?" I look up, meeting the eyes of Makoa Gibraltar. "I didn't think I'd get this far." I comment. "You get until the game masters give the okay on your abilities after three weeks of testing." 

Octane offers to take the list and photo to the game directors since he was getting bored of just sitting around. The rest of us just sit around and talk, getting to know eachother better. The door opened and closed after several pairs of footsteps entered. Tossing a look over my shoulders I see the rest of the legends including the other newest edition; Ash. “Hello, beautiful.” Loba greets as they join the group I already feel is like family. “So you must be the new blood.” Valk notes. “Ah, yes, quite an impressive show you put on. A worthy opponent indeed.” the metallic voice from the female simulacrum states from above my shoulder. As her twig-like legs tap away to some other location the conversation goes back to being as lively as it was before the new arrivals. 

A few hours later Octane bursts back in the door and starts running laps around us to wear off the stim he decided to use on the way back. As we started picking on him, when a random chill shot up my spine. Loba notices the change and gives me a grim smile. I raise my chin slightly then start looking around for whoever caused it. Hanging onto the ceiling in a corner was a red simulacrum with eyes that seemed to burn through me. The feeling was unsettling to say the least. “Hey (Y/N)?” a soft voice breaks me from the stare down I unknowingly had with the unblinking eyes. Humming, I turn my attention to the group. “Are you down to party with the Legends?” Elliot asks me.

Giving a quick nod we all get up and head to the Paradise Lounge for a legend only party night to celebrate my victory against everyone who wanted to be where I am. Getting to the bar I ask Elliot for two shots of his strongest, hoping it would help me forget about the ceiling clinging robotic body and those haunting yellow-gold eyes. Even without saying a word to me he seemed to have captured my whole attention and I still can’t shake the feeling of him watching me. Even here in the club where I see no signs of him on the walls, or the ceiling, or even milling about. I of course knew of the infamous Revenant; the simulacrum assassin who’s the first ever of his class. Who wouldn’t if they paid any attention to the Apex games. Which was everyone. So why did it feel so personal when he stared at me? Was it a ploy? Did he do this to everyone? 

I kept drinking, but this time with Octavio and Bangalore who kept the shots and strong drinks coming. Maybe this is what I need, to drink until I can’t remember what happened earlier today. 

Waking up my head was pounding to the beat of the fist on the door. Groaning, I push myself up and over to the door. Ripping it open I see Makoa lifting his foot, like he was going to break the door down. “What’s with all this rakus?” I groan out only to be grabbed and dragged away from my room like it was the starting point of a fire. “We were just commin to check on ya when we saw Revenant close the door to ya room. When we finally got there we couldn’t open it.” Ajay states while giving me some pain meds and a bottle of water. 

I paled as the words settled into my hazy mind. “Thank you. After yesterday he freaked me out so badly while he stared at me from the ceiling before getting drinks. I felt like he was staring a hole through me all night, but he wasn’t there.” Makoa’s big hand landed on my shoulder. “Stick with someone for a while, brudda. We don’t wanna lose you so soon-” he went to continue but a soft femine voice with a staticy hitch to it said “Especially with that raw talent you possess” before fading off to a metallic sounding snarl. 

Deciding that the current topic was giving me the creeps (or maybe it was Ash) I looked up to the mountain of a man who was currently checking my room. “So what’s on the schedule for today?” seemingly finding nothing out of place or a murderous robot hiding in a corner Makoa turns to me “Breakfast to start then it’s training till lunch.” Giving a nod I head into the bathroom to change into a pair of spandex shorts with a loose fitting pair over top with a sports bra and a tank top. Exiting the bathroom I see that Ajay and Makoa were still waiting in my room. Grabbing my shoes I follow them through the compound to the kitchen where everyone, but the red and gray simulacrum. Grabbing the first empty seat at the table, I greeted Natalie and Renee with a meek “good morning” before a plate piled full of different breakfast foods sat in front of me. “Want any coffee (Y/N)?” Anita asked. “Yeah, (coffee preference) please.” All I got in return was a brisk nod. 

Digging into the breakfast I listened to the others talking about how training will progress. “We’ll have to pick a group to help out (Y/N).” someone who’s voice I can’t recognize says. Natalie speaks up from my left “How about Bloodhound since they’re normally using snipers?” A soft murmur of agreement is heard from the group as they debate a second and possibly third to the group. A tap on my shoulder alerts me to the mug being offered to me. Taking it and raising it in thanks I finally speak up “Doesn’t Ajay and Ramya have similar abilities?” Renee hums an agreement as the two mentioned women say that it’d be a good idea.

[xfanzonly]

Manifesting Bangalore x wraith in season 14 💕🌈