#revenant x reader

[angelatmidnight1]

can i request reader w/ revenant? maybe reader annoys him to no end and revenant tickles the reader in retaliation >:-D

A/N: Sorry this is so late; I wanted to get this out when the Revenant Reborn season started but I got caught up with some stuff. The only warning, if any, that I'd say for this story is that it's a bit dark I guess, but it's Revenant. He doesn't hurt the reader, though. Just tickles the heck out of them. I hope you like it 😅

Hunted

You ticked Revenant off by stealing his kills in a match, and now, he’s hunting you. With a new body that’s faster, stronger, and deadlier, the cat and mouse game that he plays with you doesn’t last long. But instead of killing you, he tickles the living daylights outta you. 

Crunch, crunch, crunch. 

Your feet pounded the ground below as you sprinted through Storm Point. Gaea was the current stop for the Apex Games. But, you’d run so far away from the arena, you couldn’t place an exact pinpoint on your location. Your comms died a while ago. But, you had to keep running. 

Otherwise, Revenant would catch you. 

You and the simulacrum had an odd relationship. Less than friends, but not quite enemies. But it wasn’t always like that. When you were first on his team, he was rude, demanding, and threatened you more than your enemies. But, you always had a little fire in you. It’s one of the many reasons you thrived in a bloodsport. 

You didn’t shy away from dangerous situations or, in this case, people. Revenant was being especially rude during one match and, eventually, you got tired of hearing him talk. So, when he said he needed more shotgun ammo, you angrily threw some at him. 

“Ugh. Here, asshole.” You snapped. Revenant had his back to you, looting, so the ammo stack hit him square in the back. He growled and whirled around to you, and you went on. “You’d think you’d know how much ammo you need because you’re a literal murderbot.”

Before you could blink, Revenant suddenly towered over you. The sudden invasion of space startled you, so you backed up into the wall. The simulacrum followed and put his bladed hand against your throat. 

“Say that again, skinbag.” Revenant growled. His gold optics threateningly bore down into your eyes. You glared back at him and pressed your lips together, making him smirk. “Don’t be shy now. Say it.”

“You can’t kill me,” you countered. “We’re on the same team, in case you forgot.”

Revenant laughed. “You think this pen will stop me? Just wait until we’re alone.” he said, easing the blade off of you. “Gonna be hard to talk after I slice your throat.”

You grimaced at the gruesome image, but you held strong. He pushed all of the other Legends around. You weren't gonna be one of them. “So far, you’ve done more talking than killing…”

There was a beat, and then Revenant chuckled darkly. Then, with his free hand, he suddenly hoisted you up into the air. You yelped and grabbed at his wrist, but he was much stronger than you. He brought you just inches away from his face. You swore you saw a twinkle in his eye. 

“Oh, I’m gonna enjoy breaking you…” Revenant purred. His eyes searched yours for a moment and then, still holding you, he walked out of the building. He roughly dropped you. “Get moving, skinbag. With any luck, we can catch up to this ‘Champion’ and I can rip out his insides.”

You rolled your eyes. “Why did you ask me for ammo if you were just gonna—”

He grabbed your flank and pushed you forward. You bit back another yelp and squirmed out of his touch. 

“Shut up and move.”

After that game, and many other games in between, Revenant’s attitude towards you changed. Not by much, but there was a noticeable difference. If you were ever downed in a match, Revenant hunted that particular Legend down before he went after the rest of the squad. 

“You’re mine to kill, (Y/N). Remember that.” He said as he pulled you to your feet. Now, he called you by your name more often than ‘skin bag’. 

You breathed a sigh of relief, taking out your Phoenix Kit to heal.  “Yeah? That almost sounds like you’re saying you like me.”

Revenant grunted. “Don’t push your luck. Or I’ll skin you after this match.”

You grinned, but otherwise complied. That is, until you started taking his kills. 

For the match, you used a Sentinel as your primary weapon. Revenant opted for a shotgun and a C.A.R. Since his upgrade, he’s been opting for more up close and personal kills. So, when he rushed in to attack, you stayed back a few paces to snipe. The simulacrum pounced onto an unsuspecting squad of Bangalore and Newcastle. He made quick work of the heroic defender. Then, he turned his attention to the sergeant. 

“Heh, tough luck, sarge.” He chuckled, stepping over the downed hero. “Always rough to have a family reunion and a funeral on the same day..”

But, instead of him finishing her off, you did. You trained your sniper optic over Bangalore’s head and fired. Anita went down, leaving behind a very angry simulacrum. 

“Are you blind?! That kill was mine!” Revenant roared as you approached him. You initially jumped, and then scoffed. 

“Sheesh, I was just trying to help! You were taking forever, and you’re grouchy when you’re downed.” You answered. This only made Revenant angrier. 

“I don’t need help from a pathetic sack of meat like you. You steal my kill again, and I’ll make you regret it.” He threatened. This was one of the many threats Revenant threw your way and by now, you were used to it. Little did you know, he’d make good on this one. 

You stole the next few kills again by grazing the Legend you shot at, getting the final bit of damage and the credit for the kill. Then, when you were named the Kill Leader, the simulacrum finally snapped. 

“That’s it.”

Revenant lunged at you with an angry roar. You barely had time to get out of the way.

“Whoa, wait! It was an accident! I—” You snickered at first, stopping short when you saw that murderous glint in his eyes. This wasn’t one of those grumpy, irritable looks he gave you. This time, you could practically feel the anger radiating off of him. His next words chilled you to your core, and prompted you to run. 

“I’m going to tear you apart.”

Your lungs burned with exertion, and your muscles ached, but you didn’t stop. You couldn’t. Especially when you heard Revenant’s deep, gravelly voice somewhere behind you. 

“Running won’t save you, skin bag. It just makes it more fun for me.”

You yelped loudly and spun around to defend yourself. But, he wasn’t there. Revenant’s chuckle echoed through the forest. 

“Aw, are you scared?”

You put your hands on your knees, gasping for air. “R-Rev, come on…I was just messing around. We won the match anyway!” You yelled in between your panting. Revenant scowled. 

“Championships mean nothing to me,” Revenant spat. “But death, fear? Nothing in the world comes close to that…and the fear on your face is delicious.”

A cold rush of fear rushed up your spine. You were all alone here, with no one to help you. The simulacrum’s next words came out in a purr. 

“I’d love a closer look…” 

There was a rustling sound to the left of you, and you jolted in the opposite direction. But, still, nothing was there. Revenant laughed a menacing laugh. 

“I’m not going to kill you. Not yet,” Revenant smirked. He’d climbed up into a tree high above you and blended into the shadows. Even if you looked up, it’d be impossible to see him. “But you’re going to wish I did.”

Another rustle. Your head snapped towards the sound. Now, you could see his yellow optics in the darkness. You moved to run again, but it was too late. Revenant roared as he tackled you to the ground. You screamed as you went down. You defensively raised your hands to protect yourself, but he grabbed them and held them above your head in a cold metal hand. 

This was it. You tried to pull your hands free, but it was no use. Then, with his free hand, Revenant attacked. 

You screamed as his claws scritched against your side. But, it didn’t hurt. It tickled like hell. Your screams turned into panicked giggles. 

“Wahahaha—Rehehehehev, stahahaha!” You snorted as he clawed from one side to the other. His hand moved at an inhuman speed and overwhelmed you with ticklish sensations. You writhed in his hold, squealing again as he pinched your side. “AHahaha! Stohohohp! REHEhehev!”

“Ticklish, are we?” Revenant hummed, this time squeezing just above your hip bone. You barked out a laugh and arched your back. “You skin bags have so many weaknesses. So many ways to break you apart…”

You could barely hear him over your laughter. You uselessly tossed to and fro, but his hand remained latched onto your skin. Then, all of a sudden, Revenant stopped and tilted your chin up. His touch was like ice and you shivered, unable to look away from his burning gaze. 

“And you think you can get away with taking what’s mine?”

Revenant’s voice distorted a little bit, and it made you freeze in fear. The simulacrum released your chin and wasted no time in spidering his claws over your exposed underarm. You sputtered and giggled, twisting around in his strong grip. 

“Bahahahaha! Ihihiht wahahahas juhuhust a gahahahahame! COHOHOHOME OHOHOHON!” 

He suddenly dug his thumb into your underarm, pulling another laugh out of you. He let go of your arms to attack both underarms at once, scritching deep into the muscle. Your laughter drastically increased and volume and, even though you slammed your arms down, he was still able to tickle.

“I don’t care. I’m still gonna teach you a lesson.”

Revenant pulled his hands free from your underarms and clawed at your rib cage. You squealed and tried to flip over, but he pushed you back onto your back. He kneaded at the spaces between your ribs with his thumbs, and he used his claws to pinch and swipe at the bones randomly. Each scrape of his claws made you squeal and laugh loudly. Your heart beat a mile a minute; out of everything possible, how on Earth was a simulacrum good at tickling?

“Lookie here,” Revenant, noticing how sensitive your ribs were, honed in on them with both hands. You arched your back again, laughing harder and fighting with his hands. He snatched your hands again and placed them under him, pinning them with just enough weight to keep them there, but not to hurt you. Then, he resumed his tickling, pinching at the sides of your ribs and drumming his fingers up the bones. The panic surged through you as you shook your head and writhed with laughter. Revenant chuckled. “So sensitive. Heh, just as I figured. You’re not so tough.”

“NOHOHOHO!” You screamed and kicked your legs against the ground. You twisted your torso from side to side, but he just followed your movements, his hands stopping just short of your underarms. Your laughter died down to high pitched giggles. “Stohohohop! Rehehehev, plehehase—”

Revenant’s optics sparkled at your pleading. “Begging already? That was easy,” he laughed. But then, his tone darkened, and you could hear the smirk in his voice. “Hell, it was almost too easy. Where’s that fighting spirit, Legend? You can do better than that…”

With that, the simulacrum jumped back down to your ribs, pinching and scritching along the length of your rib cage. You screamed again and bucked your hips. Of course, Revenant’s taunting touched a nerve, but you were too overcome with laughter to snap back. Still, you tried anyway. 

“AHAHAHA! I’M GOHOHOHOHNA—”

You gasped when Revenant prodded at your centermost ribs. Those ribs were especially sensitive and, judging from how he cocked his head to the side, he picked up on it too. 

“You’re gonna what?” he echoed. He slowed the tickling down to where he just traced patterns on those sensitive ribs. “Laugh? Beg?” His optics twinkled again. “Go ahead, beg some more. It won’t help, but go on...”

You didn’t wanna beg again, especially if it encouraged Revenant to keep going. But, if he kept tapping against your ribs, you weren’t sure how much longer you were going to last. 

Then, Revenant did something you weren’t expecting. Instead of continuing to torment your ribs, he suddenly hiked your shirt up, exposing your bare torso. Then, his hands scampered back up your sides, his thumbs digging into your skin. The cold feeling of metal digits made you squeal, and you involuntarily snorted as his claws skittered across your stomach. 

“C’mon, skin bag. Beg.” Revenant demanded. He inched his way back towards your ribs and you tensed up. What started out as snickering turned into desperate giggles as he got closer and closer to the spot. Your stubbornness weakened, and your breath hitched as his fingertips swiped against your skin.

“Nonono! Okay! Plehehease, Rev. Dohohn’t tickle me,” You pleaded. The words tasted like poison in your mouth but, if it got him to stop, that’s all you wanted. “Plehehease stohohop..”

Revenant, however, wasn’t moved. “That’s it?” he scoffed, suddenly spidering his claws up and down your centermost ribs. “You don’t sound pathetic enough.”

A shriek ripped out of you as you spasmed against the floor, laughing hysterically. He didn’t let up and raked his claws over every inch of your ribs. And then, when you arched your back, he pinched at the back of those ribs. You laughed harder and moved to slam your back down on the floor, but he held you in place, continuing to prod and pinch at the spots. 

“AHAHAHAHA! REHEHEV, STAHAHAHA!” You yelled, your eyes pinching shut from the force of your laughter. “PLEHEHEHASE!”

Revenant ignored your pleading and continued tickling. By now, your ribs were hypersensitive from all of the previous tickling, so it took no time for your laughter to deepen. You writhed in his iron hold and threw your head back in hysterics. You didn’t think it could get any worse for you, but it could. And it did. 

The simulacrum was kneading his fingertips into the backs of your ribs when, all of a sudden, he stopped. You breathed heavily and hiccuped in between residual laughter. Your eyes were still closed, so you couldn’t see what he had in his hands. 

Revenant was holding the headscarf from his previous model. Just looking at it made him angry; it reminded him of what he’s lost, and what he’s become. But, it’d work perfectly for what he had in store for you. 

Your eyes snapped open at the sound of something ripping. Revenant tore off a long piece of the head scarf, binding your wrists with it. A fresh wave of panic coursed through you, and you struggled with a renewed vigor. 

“NO! Rev, please! I’m sorry!” You shrieked. Now, since he didn’t need to hold your arms down, he eased off so that he straddled your waist. “I won’t take your kills again! Please, let me go!”

“This isn’t about kills anymore, skin bag.” Revenant scoffed. He dragged his claws up your sides, making you shudder and giggle. “You’d be dead by now if that’s what I wanted. No…now, I want to hear you scream.”

Revenant slowly scratched back down your sides. You bucked your hips uselessly, giggling harder. As ticklish as your ribs were, there were a few more spots that were far more sensitive, and the simulacrum was heading right for them.

“Nohohoho! No! Rehehehehv, wAHAHAHAHAHAIT!” You went rigid as he walked his claws just above your hip bones. Revenant cocked his head to the side again, and you could hear his gears hum in response. He flicked his digits against your hip bones, and your laughter fueled scream told him everything he wanted to know. 

“Oh, you’re in trouble now…”

There was a sinister, teasing lilt in his tone as he suddenly descended into your hips. His metallic knuckles rolled over each bone and, when he wasn’t doing that, he squeezed them with just enough pressure to tickle. Each prod and squeeze sent ticklish jolts up your spine, and your loud laughter echoed throughout the forest. 

“NAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHAHAHA, STOHOHOHOHOP!” You yelled and frantically struggled with the ties on your wrists. They were tight, not enough to hurt, but definitely enough to keep your hands out of the way. The simulacrum dug a little bit more into your hips, using his fingertips to scritch back at the spot just above them. You threw your head back and your legs kicked out under you as you laughed and laughed. 

Revenant chuckled. He kept one hand on your hip and snaked the other back up your side. He hovered over your ribs and poked them. You yelped out a protest, but it was lost in your wild laughter. You curled in on yourself as much as physically possible, but it didn’t help. 

“I should’ve done this sooner,” he mused aloud. He tweaked your upper ribs and you hiccuped. “Doesn’t beat killing you skin bags, but it’s pretty damn close. And I’ve got nothing but time…”

You shook your head back and forth, your laughter now barely audible. Your stomach hurt from how hard you were laughing. You mouthed ‘please’ and ‘stop’ over and over, but it didn’t change anything. In fact, it just urged Revenant to keep going. After a couple more pokes to your rib cage, the simulacrum moved back down your torso, his hands finding your waist again. Instead of digging in, he traced the indent of your hips, enjoying how you gasped and snickered. 

“Plehehehease,” You pleaded again, your torso shaking from the lingering ticklish sensations. “Nohoho more. I cahahahn’t tahake it..”

Revenant mockingly cooed at you. “Doesn’t sound like my problem. And I’m not finished with you yet.”

He hooked his hands around your waist and squeezed your hips. You bucked and yelped, trying to reason with the unreasonable, and he responded by squeezing again. You snorted and brought your tied hands down, trying to cover your hips, but you were just out of reach. Rev mixed in quick scribbles across your waist, adding a new ticklish sensation to the mix, and you jerked in the opposite direction. 

Your legs kicked out more furiously under you as a response, and he reached behind with one hand to still them. His claws brushed against the underside of your knee, sending you into a deeper fit of laughter. 

“RAHAHAHA!” You cried out and flattened your leg against the ground. Revenant held on and skittered his fingertips underneath your knees, making you arch your back. “SAHAHAHAHA!”

“That doesn’t sound like begging to me,” Revenant taunted. He squeezed both of your knees before returning to your waist. He dug his thumbs into your hips, sending you back into a deep pit of laughter. 

“PLEHEHEASE! Please!” You yelled before giving into the laughter that overtook you. Revenant climbed up higher on your waist, so it was harder for you to buck away from him, and continued his tickle attack. It took no time for your laughter to fall silent again, and your eyes finally teared up. After another five long minutes of nonstop tickling, he finally eased up so that you didn’t pass out. 

“Aw, don’t cry, (Y/N). We’re just beginning to bond,” Revenant snickered. He released your hips and took your chin into his hand, so you couldn’t pull away from him wiping the tears away. Then, all of a sudden, he sat back and cut the bonds off of your wrists, climbing off of you. 

You curled up on the ground, breathing heavily. Your hips, legs, and ribs were all still plagued by the ticklish sensations, so you patted at them to soothe them. But, while you were soothing your nerves, the simulacrum loomed over you. You flinched as he approached and looked up at him. Revenant chuckled. 

“The hell are you starin’ at?” He huffed before lowering himself into a catlike stance, as if ready to pounce. “Start. Running.”

Your eyes widened and, as tired as you were, you forced yourself to get up and hurry away from him. Revenant’s optics glimmered; he always loved a good chase. 

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[nosaboturtle]

♥️Revenant doodles♥️

Some more shots of revenant 🤭

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[your-poetic-lifeline]

Anything for Ash and Rev please.. ( I do mean anything )

Yeahhh i gotchu!!

How the Murder Bots Show Affection

consists of: rev being creepy as always (but i think it’s cute!), ash struggling to fully accept how fond she is of you, slightly messy strewn together thoughts on the two

word count: ~500 (496 exactly if you’re curious)

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Revenant

- revenant can’t help but be permanently menacing. He’s no where near a romantic guy.

- he does show affection though! it’s just… very strange.

- he’s touchy, but it’s discreet. it’s supposed to be at least. teetering hands along your waist or shoulder as he says creepy, but… slightly endearing? remarks.

- he’s a weird, grabby creature

- he doesn’t know how to properly ask for affection. or initiate it himself.

- most times he’ll loom behind you until you face him. If you take too long, he’ll grab the top of your head. it definitely looks very murderous from outside eyes. like he’s about to yank your head off.

- he also tends to grab your face, palm blocking your vision. it’s his way of directly averting your attention. sometimes it’s his way of complimenting your face?

- he’ll sometimes even stand in front of you expectedly. blank and unmoving, which couldn’t look anymore weird to the others…

- refers to you as his “favorite skinbag”. As well as “sweetheart”, but usually when he’s trying to taunt you.

- any rare moment that he’s being normal genuine, he’s likely to call you “hon”. short and simple, subtle enough to almost miss in conversation

- he always knows where you are, so he just comes to see you whenever he pleases. might bring something along with him? a snack maybe?

- has sometimes showed up after you’ve already went to sleep. He won’t disturb you after realizing, but he’ll linger a bit before leaving.

Ash

- not sure how long she thinks she can keep it up, but sooner or later she won’t be able to keep up the formalities.

- she’s wants to put her hands all over you, but it takes her a billion years to get over herself

- literally

- Ashleigh might be the polite side of her being, but she can tease her sometimes and it quite literally messes with her head

- “You’re actually quite fond of them, hm?” “Silence, Reid.”

- She can’t deny it though

- It takes her time to let go of that no love, no warm, “human” feelings mentality. but she likes you so much that she kind of lets that stuff go. at least enough to be a decent lover to you while still keeping up the façade around others

- while around others she’ll link an arm with you, or around you in some way, but anything more touchy embarrasses her

- away from prying eyes though, she’ll let you initiate any form of affection you want. she appreciates hugs a lot actually.

- she likes examining you. Adjusting your clothes, your hair, or taking note of any scars or other healed injuries on your skin.

- If she leaves you to go do…whatever she does… she sometimes tends to come back with an interesting item (i see her as a bit of a trinket gal)

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[boobav]

Sanguine

Revenant x Reader

content: angsty & smutty drabble, I guess a happy ending?

word count: 1k

He could offer you nothing.  

During dark hours where his metal hands slithered along your body is when he felt this realisation most deeply. He could give you no warmth, no child- he couldn't even kiss you. Kaleb wasn't even sure if he could love you, a simple thing to most, but to him, one who hadn't felt the touch of such a thing during centuries of life, he wasn't sure at all. 

And yet, time and time again, you came to him.  

You pressed hot kisses against this face forced upon him and sighed in content at each one. His fingers knead the flesh of your hip as you straddle him in his plain, undecorated room, and he listens as your heart thrums quick and hard between your ribs. He undoes your shirt buttons deftly and hums as your hands move to cup his face.  

He was vile. He was the villain in countless stories, the shadow waiting in the dark; he'd told you so countless times. Months upon months piled up like paperwork, but for some reason, you continued to disregard his verbal attacks and senseless force. You stayed, a thorn in his side that continued to remind him that he was still much too human. When he fucks you like a man starved, he finds himself yearning for his long-dead body, for his blue eyes and smooth voice, not for himself, but for you. So you could be normal, you could be warm, and safe, and content. So you could feel more than steel and rage with your gentle touch. 

He brushes his unmoving, metal lips over your neck as your shirt is thrown across the room. He knows that you'll leave him- of course you will. As he helps you discard your shorts, he thinks, and he knows. How could you ever be content with a monster? With a monster who lacks every desirable aspect of humanity, with a monster who can't mutter out I love you, even when it weighs down on his fake tongue and strangles him with its twisting fingers.

And as he enters you, silicone and steel, he knows he will never be enough. No amount of metal can recreate what you need, what you deserve. His hands squeeze your thighs as he fucks up into you, carnally, face shoved into the crook of your neck to stifle his own noises as you moan his name, his real name, and he thinks of what a sick joke his life is; he holds perfection in his hands, he hears it cry his lost name, but he will never be enough. 

"Are you okay?" Your voice comes out breathy, broken, and Kaleb stills within you. You bring a hand to his face, guiding it away from your neck. Of course, you could decipher nothing from his expression, for it never changed, still as the mountains no matter the situation. But you could tell from his silence that something was bothering him behind those yellow eyes.  

"Yeah." Is all he says, and leans in, waiting for you to press a warm kiss against his cold lips. And you do, humming as he moves his hips again, slowing the pace slightly.  

You want to prod; you want to beg him for his real thoughts. But getting those out of Kaleb was nigh impossible. Rarely, on a cool summer night stargazing, something about his past or present turmoil will spill from his lips, and you cherish it, you love his words because you love him. But you knew that pushing him for vulnerability was a mistake, no matter how much your heart hurt for him.  

And he knew he was stupid. He knew that he was ruining the one good thing in his pathetic life by not opening up, by fucking you and pretending there was nothing to it besides lust. His eyes are trained on you as you throw your head back with a moan; he eyes the bead of sweat rolling down your neck, he eyes your lips, your closed eyes, the curve of your nose. He feels the ghost of his heart flutter and thump with humanity, and he hates it.  

He hates it because he knows, deep down in the pitiful thing he calls a soul, he knows that you will leave him. He knows that this will not last, that the butterflies in his chassis that swarm when he sees you will die, because you will realise that he can offer you nothing. He shoves his face back into your neck as he cums, mechanical hips stuttering against your bruised skin, a synthesised groan of both ecstasy and agony crawling from his throat.  

You drag him down into bed with you, and unlike every other time, you are met with no resistance. You cling to his metal frame like ivy, sighing at all the words left unsaid that linger in the air, making it stale and unbreathable.  

"Kaleb?" You ask with a nervous lilt.  

"Hm?" His hum sounds somehow exhausted.  

"You know I'd never leave you, right?"  

"I know. You tell me this every day." He wants to slam his head against the wall for responding to your sincerity with sarcasm. Yet, despite your constant statements, he can't bring himself to believe you- because he knows better. He knows that eventually you'll run off. As soon as you get a taste of the humanity absent in Kaleb through someone else, you will leave. It'll fill your lungs and pump through your heart like fire, and you'll be wondering why you wasted your time on him at all.

But, even so- as you mumble against his chest and hold him somehow tighter, he can't crush that fluttering of hope inside him that maybe...  

Maybe you won't leave.

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[alliddeart]

He's being uncharacteristically quiet...

Just came to mind while I was supposed to be studying.

Might write something short with this idea too.

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[scaryman-fancam]

REVENANT HEADCANONS - misc - How he handles his affection - implied violence/canon typical behavior - undefined reader relationship

- Revenant is by no means a romantic individual. You won’t be receiving flowers or chocolates, or many gifts at all for that matter. He won’t write you poems, he can’t write much about his feelings anyway. Instead his affection manifests in an obsessive way. His experience and skill set as a perfect murder bot come in handy when it comes to you. He follows you and watches oh so carefully, soaking in every detail of you, memorizing your body language. He teaches himself your patterns, your reactions. You are living, by no means entirely predictable, but he becomes so familiar that he *craves* your reactions and interactions, even if they’re anticipated. He’ll call you over, and internally screams at the bit of nervousness in your eyes as you approach him. You give a smile to mask your apprehension. You don’t look directly at his eyes, kind of to the side. *He anticipates all of it.* He’s so familiarized with your routine that every time you act out your mannerisms and personal social routine, it’s like a dopamine rush, if he still had that.

- He has a lot of trouble processing his feelings. He’s so used to being angry, programmed to channel that rage into violence and destruction. So used to his feelings ultimately ending in his hands bloodied, the thrill of his successful hunt coursing through his circuits, hardly even a disillusion of a man, only a horrible shadow of a beast. When he’s suddenly instead filled with a warm, fluttery feeling and a distinct thrum of infatuation, he copes the only way he knows how. He spends hours in the firing range, tearing targets apart with his bare hands (claws?) when the sound of bullets hitting the metal no longer satiates the feeling. The poor thing becomes overwhelmed, you have him in such a precarious situation. He is practically throwing a tantrum, reduced to thrashing and attacking the targets, the ground, screaming, clawing, overheating. It’s been so long since he’s been human, he can hardly remember how he coped with these feelings before.

- His tummy butterfly induced tantrums bleed out into the games as well, especially if you’re on his team. Ten times the merciless murderbot he normally is, if he weren’t restricted to guns and grenades, surely he’d tear straight into the enemy team with his bare hands, a brutish and carnivorous display of what he’d do to keep you his team alive. The games wouldn’t be aired live if he got to act out on what was nessecary to burn off the excitement of the feelings you gave him, but the second you’d congratulate him on wiping out that squad, with that sweet little twinkle in your eye, that sound of triumph, he’d need to do it all over again. He’d flick you on the forehead, or give you a shove as he walks past to a death box, “Too early to celebrate, skin suit. Still 5 more squads left.”

- He would often think about how you’re just a living flesh bag. The thought alone would excite him if it were anyone else, but this undeniable vulnerability and fragility of your being has him on edge. In the games he has to remind himself that you’re always a revive away if something happens. There’s a respawn beacon nearby, he can get you back. But outside the games? All of the lurking has become both his favorite pass time and his self proclaimed purpose. If he’s caught? “I’m keeping you safe, skin bag. Never know who’s lurking around the corner. After all, you didn’t see me coming, did you?”

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[dontbethatguy20]

Revenant Boyfriend Headcannons

@reid-levesque

He would insult you, but like in a nice way, if that makes sense. Like "That shirt looks ugly on you, you should change it to something more nice, your face is nice to look at but your clothes aren't."

Definitely would not do PDA, but in private, you probably still wouldn't get much, but you could get a hug and a kiss from him if you are very lucky.

He's definitely a cat person, or I guess cat robot, so if you have a cat, you bet your ass he's gunna like it (unless it's a clingy cat) he thinks dogs are annoying and have to much energy. But his favorite animal is probably a hyena.

He feel would find little things like key chains and think of you. He'll then take it and give it to you. This is one of the nicest things he'll do for you.

If you're short and you need help getting something or if you're too weak to open it, he'll insult or comment on your height or strength (not in a mean way), but he will help you with what you need.

If you are on a team together in the apex games, he'll protect you at all costs, especially in duos. It's the best way he can show he cares.

If you cry because of someone else's doing, he will kill them once he figures it out who it is, and if you don't tell him, he'll find out somehow and still kill them.

No one knows this, but sometimes, he does have hard days. He wishes so hard to be human agian and knows he can't anymore, and sometimes it will fill him rage or sometimes sadness. He'll actually let you comfort him after some convincing.

If you go out in public, most likely because he'll scare people and he just doesn't want to go. But if there is a place he can go without scaring people off, then he sometimes will.

He's the type of person to be like, "I can insult you, but others can't." If someone insults you in front of him, they can say goodbye to life. The same goes for flirting.

If you are in the drop ship and you are tired, too tired to even tuck in yourself, he'll do it for you quickly so that nobody sees him do it. He'll still do it somewhat quickly at home, just not as fast if they were in the ship.

Hope you are ok with bickering, cause you'll have to deal with him and loba bickering all the time, and it will be annoying very quickly.

He is a very jealous robot. He will indeed fight anyone he is slightly jealous of whether they flirt or just talk to you normally, and they make you laugh. And if it's another legend, he'll tell them to back off if an ally and if they just so happen to be so unlucky to be on and opposite team he'll make sure he'll get to them first to kill them off.

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[danddymaro]

Stunt | Revenant x Reader

Obv. Rev has feelings for the reader.

It's just a fun scenario I considered.

Some Mirage X reader (you'll see)

Wordcount: 487

Stunt

Revenant stared down at the device in his hand, a searing glare shot down at the bright, flat screen that stared back at him with vibrant colors.

The image moved in silence, displaying only a preview before he decided to simply click on it, his curiosity getting the better of him. 

-Something in him was burning, somehow aching. 

Slowly, he pressed the tip of his finger over the screen, holding in an imaginary breath. 

The overzealous brat Mirage spoke, his elated words heightened by that damned smile of his that had begun to become even more infuriating as of late.

" I'm just here with my favorite girl!" he claimed as he had an arm wrapped around you, surprising you as you nearly dropped your recently purchased drink.

It took you a moment to compose yourself and smile too, though, still seeming more entertained with your tea.

Elliot pulled you close, his cheek pressing right against yours for just a second before he pulled back and continued to address his audience instead, something you didn't seem to mind much as you focused on your straw.  

Occasionally during the live feed, you laughed, showing no signs of wanting to peel yourself off of his side. 

countless shares and comments were left just as curious as Revenant was, and the replies were no better, insinuating something he's tried to not think of. 

Lately, you've been busy....is this why?

Him...

"Ohhh man...." he heard a familiar voice mutter beside him, and that breath alone was an indicator of who it was.

The accented rasp in his voice was unmistakable, and it made Revenant feel even more irritated.

The speed demon stood still, and Revenant could see from the way his unobscured, brown eyes glanced over to the screen that he was just as surpised, yet strangely not all too taken back. 

" Tough luck amigo," Octavio added as he shook his head, and it made Revenant snatch the phone away from his sight with a low grunt.

"- Like I give a damn," he said back as he pulled back his arm, his fingers pressing down on the device with an iron grip that began to overwhelm the phone, crushing it in a matter of seconds.

And it was something Octane saw and snickered at, 

"Right..." Octavio said lowly before relaseing a short sigh, and halfhearted shrug.

“He just snatched your girl right from under you,” he muttered with just a bit of tease.

 "- Why should you care?" he added with a little hum, discreetly eyeing the broken piece of technology still in the bot's hand. 

He only mused over how much 'Che would have the time of her life gloating over how she just knew the Simulacrum had something of a heart in him. 

"You're crazy," Octane said while walking alongside his childhood friend. 

"Come on Silva, just think about it," she urged him. 

"I've never seen him act so...so unlike himself," she said. " just pay attention," she advised him, and from then on, he had kept a close eye on you and Revenant.

And he was surpised to notice the little things. 

Like, your laugh around him. 

There was a little pitch you reached that made him roll his eyes when he noticed. 

And the bot's eery way of standing over you had become less intimidating the more he paid attention.

Instead, it seemed cheesy, like a man leaning in for some attention, lingering for something more.

Octane then began to chuckle lowly, almost losing himself in a fit of giggles as he wondered what the Simulacrum would do when he found out it was nothing but a PR stunt.

"But just don't tell anyone," you said after he'd caught you and Mirage talking about it. 

"I mean, I love my girl," Mirage said with a smile, "But it's just business," he told the other male offhandedly.

"Just a bit of teasing the crowd," he added simply. 

"You think anyone could really hold down all this?" he asked while slowly turning as if proving a point, and it made you stare flatly at Octane.

"It's just such a shame," you grumbled, not really convincing anyone you were heartbroken about the reality of your romance.

You loved Elliot, but he really was something of a manwhore, and while he was a funny guy, you pitied the person that actually fell for him.

" Anyways, It's innocent too. We're just spending a bit of time together to get some buzz, especially since they're coming out with new merch for this one," he said while pointing at you, reminding Silva of the new, upcoming event. 

"It's really been up to the fans for debate, which is fun," he added with a chuckle, but you disagreed, cringing at some of the comments.

-And the fanart?

You burned with embarrassment at some people's talent.

Meanwhile, Octane nodded, understanding. 

Was it meant to tease the bot? 

Perhaps, but there was just something exciting about it; 

"Senior loincloth, if only you'd been faster," he added with yet another chuckle as he drew back. 

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[revenant-dumpster-fire]

Nice to me!?

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"Just A Volunteer" (Book 1) | "The Lost Files" (Book 1.5) | "Of Feathers And Venom" (Book 2)

Merry Carcasses and have a Happy True Fear!

(Warning: this chapter is NSFW so hit the mature version below the cut if that is your preference!)

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[r-ando-m-w-rite-r]

Secrets Not So Kept

basic idea: you and rev have been secretly dating for a month or two and the others are starting to catch on

enjoy

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-the others were starting to get suspicious

-you could tell the little secret that you and rev were sharing was starting to become more public, and it seemed that he was fine with that

-you, however, weren’t so sure

-you loved him, but the idea of ajay, octavio, and all your other friends knowing that you dated a murderbot made you shudder

-whether it was the little things he did for you in game (aka going outside of the ring to save you when you got downed) or the fact that he literally went to paradise lounge with you the other night, it was becoming obvious, and elliott had been the first to point it out not only a day before

-you had been looting the deathbox of someone on a recently slaughtered team when he had approached you 

-“so...heyyy, question” he had said while fumbling with his wingman, drawing your attention

-he was unpredictable, so you had no idea what was about to come out of his mouth “what?”

-”wellll, not-i mean, well, not to offend you, dont get me wrong, but” he said nervously, eyes darting left to right 

-you raised an eyebrow as he continued “you and, well, you know-revenant” he spat the simulacrum’s name like it was the most disgusting word ever “seem to be up to something”

-you felt your face flush and you quickly turned away as he narrowed his eyes “listen, i dont really care-well, i do, but only if im involved in whatever you two are doing”

-the excessive color faded from your face as you realized where he was going with this; he thought you and rev were plotting something

-did everyone else think this? was this why the other legends gave you dirty looks when he would walk down the halls of the apex legends facility with you? or when he would sit with you on the dropship? this was news to you

-holding back your amusement, you turned back to him and played along “oh, well, you see, if you were involved, why would i tell you?” 

-elliott’s color drained from his face and his eyes went beserk as he said “w-w-well, because i-im your friend?”

-”even the best of friends dont always know the deepest of secrets” a familiar grating voice from somewhere above echoed down onto the two of you, and you watched as elliott froze

-looking to you desperately, he whispered “hes above me, isnt he?”

-”better get out of here before i add another kill to my count” with that comment from your less friendly teammate, elliott was gone

-”so everyones catching on, maybe not to the right things, but still” you said exasperately, sighing and hanging your head as you sat down on the floor of the building you were in

-you didnt know why you cared so much if people found out about you and him, but it was nerve-wrecking

-there was a thud as revenant landed behind you, and a cold claw slowly inched its way underneath your chin, turning it upward to display your face to the bot’s, which hovered over you

-his yellow LEDs bore into your eyes as he surveyed you with a look of possesion “and why exactly should i care? remind me, skinsuit”

-to outsiders, what he was doing may have looked like a threat, in fact, everything he did to you may look like a threat, but secretly you liked the protective nature of your lover; he made you warm inside

-that was when you came to your desicion; if anyone asked, they would walk away knowing you were dating a 300 year old serial killer

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[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.

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[alliddewrites]

Touch

Revenant x Reader Oneshot

Content disclaimer:

Fluff

Gender Neutral reader

Masterlist

"Stop touching it."

"..."

"I said stop."

"..."

"Have you gone deaf or something?? I said stop touching my scythe!" he snapped, yanking the weapon away from you. He still made sure it didn't hurt you, even though he was pretty annoyed by your actions.

You look up at him from your seat next to him on the couch. You made the most innocent and saddest face you could muster.

"Don't make that face at me. The scythe is not a toy." he said, glaring at you.

You make a pouty face, still looking at him intently. "Well, with the way you mess around with it sometimes, says otherwise." you say back, crossing your arms over your chest.

There was a long pause.

He leans closer to you. "You know why I can, unlike you?" he asks, voice barely above a whisper.

You didn't give a response, just kept staring at him. He continued, "Because you're made of soft flesh that can easily be cut and I'm not. I can keep playing with it all I want since there's no risk." as he kept on going, he was leaning closer and closer.

Somewhere during that reply he came so close that you gave up the façade and started leaning backwards.

After a while, you were laying on your back while he was leaning over you, arms by the sides of your head, holding himself up. Now you're completely trapped, your mouth slightly open. You can feel the tips of your ears, as well as your face, starting to heat up.

The anticipation was through the roof. He has teased you before, it's very in character for him, but never like this! It had been only teasing words before, he never went as far as being this close to you.

Yes he had gotten in your personal space before, but it was never in an uncomfortable way.

You didn't even think he had this in him. He's always been just a grumpy simulacrum, yes he had his moments of kindness, but he hasn't acted so… sensual before…

"And you know what else?"

His face is almost touching yours now. There's a brief silence, only your breathing being audible.

"It's mine, not yours. So stop touching it."

He swiftly backs away and goes back to his original sitting position beside you.

You just stayed there, staring at the ceiling, replaying the recent events in your head.

He had been so close to you…

You sit up abruptly, glaring at him.

"What?" he asks without looking at you.

You huff. Turning away from him.

You hear a quiet chuckle leave him. Then you decide that's enough for you and leave to go to your bedroom.

Before closing the door, you hear heavy metal footsteps approaching…

I haven't written any kind of fanfic since 2017, hope this was decent. <3

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[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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[bewitchedleague]

When someone asks when's the marriage with Bloodhound, Crypto, Octane and Revenant.

a/n; a simple, yet cute concept as the legends ponder about the question.

Bloodhound

    It didn't surprise Bloodhound when they were eventually the subject of their taunting because teasing wasn't uncommon among the legends, especially from Fuse or Loba when it came to tease others about their love partners. They didn't mind because neither legend ever said anything inappropriate and kept it in check, but when the question was so casually posed to them, they became paralyzed. Marriage? It wasn't unfamiliar to Bloodhound; they had occasionally expressed an interest in asking for your hand in marriage but had never given the matter any thought—at least not before tonight. They would dismiss both legends with a single statement and a laugh coming through their voice changer, saying that they needed some quiet time to reflect. Although they didn't have a certain date in mind for their wedding, they would frequently daydream about the specifics and how to make it ideal for the two of you. Only their thoughts would cause them to feel the heat quickly rise to their cheeks as they struggled to control the giddy sensation they were experiencing.

“Marriage?... Perhaps one day, do not worry. I’ll invite both of you.”

Crypto 

    Lifeline asked him what would have been the most absurd question possible while he was droning. She would be able to see the flatter of the drone's movement if she was looking at it, which would demonstrate how surprised and flustered Crypto was by her question. He would look at her with a flush on his cheeks, ashamed at how easily he could lose his cool over something as basic as a question. He would nearly mumble an answer before lowering his voice and turning away from a bewildered Lifeline.Even though he appeared calm on the inside, Crypto had an undeniable soft spot for you that everyone knew about just by looking at his flushed face when you were around. As a result, the man would grow impatient throughout the rest of the match because his mind wouldn't stop overanalyzing the question. That's presumably what prompted Lifeline to ask him; did she anticipate him proposing to you? Did she want to go to the wedding? You didn't even want to marry him, did you? He couldn't get his thoughts to stop racing, and he returned home with a simple straight forward question.

"Will you marry me? No, not right now! I was wondering... maybe in the future."

Octane

    Octane would think about marrying you on a daily basis. Everything he could have ever imagined was there, including his entire family, your family, and this enormous, extravagant, magnificent wedding with innumerable decorations, food, and friends. When he thought about it, he could feel adrenaline rushing right through his veins; he needed to run or do something else to burn off the energy the thought had given him. He would run off without responding, leaving the person who asked him staring at him in confusion. He would give you a huge bear hug the moment he saw you and then be overly attached to you for the rest of the day. Would go on and on describing what had occurred, who had asked the question, when it had been asked, where it had been asked, and every single aspect of his day before the question. After that, he would go on about the wedding preparations he had already made in his head and seek your advice on what to wear and the style of the wedding  you should have. Praying inside that you would say an extravagant wedding.

“Mi amor, mira! Can you imagine? Me, you and all our children - ... I know we don’t have children yet but just imagine!”

Revenant

    A silent, menacing stare was directed towards the questioner. Even Revenant was taken aback by the bravery and audacity with which someone dared to ask him that. His responses would be a scoff as he simply turned around and walked away without saying a thing. Revenant wanted to get married when he was still a human, but after becoming a simulacrum, he was nearly nothing like the person he once was. He had believed that there was little hope of achieving the human life he had always wanted. He pondered about wedding rings and becoming legally yours after this incident—not that he didn’t consider himself already yours.For the rest of the day, Revenant would keep staring at you, leaving you to wonder what was wrong with your less-than-loving lover since when you inquired, he would just turn away and act as though you had just offended him. Can't force himself to ask you because he is so terrified of receiving rejection from you. It would break his heart to learn that you didn't see him as a lifelong companion. At the end of the day, just blurts it out quickly while sounding hostile, but only because he has been thinking about it constantly.

“Would you marry something like me?”

Do not copy or translate my works.

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Miscellaneous Characters

Masterlist

The Miscellaneous Characters Masterlist is for characters I have only written a very small amount for and don't intend to write for much more than I already have. - Some characters I haven't written for but intend to write for at some point and they are on this list because I don't know how much I'll write for them.

Revenant Masterlist (Apex Legends)

Duke Leto Atreides (Dune 2021)

Basil Stitt (Lightningface)

Laurent LeClaire - (In Secret)

Nathan Bateman Masterlist (Ex Machina) - Coming Soon

Rydal Keener Masterlist (The Two Faces of January) - Coming soon

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REVENANT HEADCANONS - misc - How he shows affection - undefined reader relationship

- Revenant can only vaguely recall what it was like to interact positively as a human, with other humans. And even then… he can’t discern when his form became metallic, either, so it’s safe to say he’s not good at this, nor experienced. He’s seen how other legends attempted to flirt with you, whether it be Elliott showering you in stupid, cheesy one liners, or Maggie coming around your side when you aren’t looking to wrap an arm around your shoulders and pull you close. It makes him burn with jealousy, and he can’t picture himself using their tactics. He resents you, only a little, for allowing yourself to be handled so affectionately by others. Don’t you know that you’re his?

- He tries to come up with his own way to make his feelings known, he has to be different from the others! He has to leave an impression! So he takes every opportunity he can to be a jerk to you. When you’re spacing out, he flicks you on the forehead, taking joy in the way you wince and the little welt that forms in his wake. If he catches you alone, he might follow closely, quietly, until he finds the right moment to grab the back of your head and accuse you of having poor situational awareness. He assures you, albeit mockingly, it’s good it’s him you ran into, otherwise you might’ve been ambushed!

- He’s not good with words, or with physical affection. He doesn’t know how to be sweet, or how to sound romantic. His voice is just so rough now, any attempt at sweet talking comes out condescending, mocking, even cruel. He’s tried talking in his room, rehearsing something to say to you, only to find himself angry with the results, and bitterly jealous of the charming voices his competitors have, Octane with only a slight rasp and a playful energy that always draws a giggle from you, or Seer with a smooth and melodic voice that seems to keep your attention. He finds himself insecure, if it were ever possible in this form. Inhumanly fast and strong, vicious and cruel, and now he misses humanity more than ever. He finds himself sulking when it’s more than the two of you alone, withdrawing into himself, scraping metal shavings away as he tries to hold himself together, to keep himself from tearing out the vocal chords of anyone who dares to talk sweet with you.

- Eventually he’ll resort to gifts. He’s studied you closely enough that he knows your tastes, always knows what you need or want, and lucky for him, he’s been the star of a live bloodsport for a while now, and he has all the means to spoil you rotten… if only he didn’t find himself somehow shy about it. He ends up leaving gifts in your room, he wouldn’t dare get caught actually putting a delicately wrapped gift in your hands, and he realizes that you’d wonder why he was getting you anything. He finds that he’s more than likely not ready to tell you how he feels, or if he ever will be. Instead he decides to ward everyone else away, and leave you gifts, especially wearable ones. Bracelets, or earrings, or maybe even miscellaneous items like hair ties, or perfume, chap stick, sunscreen, or conditioner. This way, he’s marking you, isn’t he? He’s providing for you, you put yourself together this morning using the things he left for you. He feels sick and giddy all at the same time.

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