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Mirage having to help Wraith undress after an injury.

"Just keep still, dam--"

"Elliot, I am completely fine, just let me-"

"Absolutely not, the doctor said that it's important for you to have support and-"

"And that doesn't mean getting your hands under my shirt."

It's been ten minutes now. It was becoming clear that he was not giving up and frankly, she's become quite tired of swatting his hands away and wincing with every struggling motion. During one of the last games, she's gotten hurt a little more than she should have ever allowed herself to and now... well, those were the consequences. The unforeseen consequences.

And there she was, sat on the bed in her room, with Mirage's palms decidedly way too close to her hips. He, probably, meant well, but it did not make the entire procedure any easier. She could undress herself if she damn pleased and did not need anyone's help, that's just ridiculous. Pale blue irises drilled a hole through Elliot's own hazel eyes. With both palms pressed taut against her waist, it proved a viable enough strategy against Elliot's plans to invade her personal space. But damn her if it did not hurt.

"Renee, come on, you know it's for your own good."
"Like hell it is, get away from me, Elliott, I can undress myself just fine-"

"Just like last time?"

"We don't talk about that."

Wraith's gaze fell to the floor, a sulk resurfacing upon her pouty features. It was not like her to act so... stubborn and childish, but the wound was tangible, real and uncomfortable and there was not all that much she could do in retaliation if Mirage did decide to go through with his plan despite her own wishes. She pursed her lips. It did not help that a single brush of Elliott's digits against her bare skin was sure to make her squirm. It tickled, and even more than that - made her feel like this... interaction they had was far more intimate than it ever had the right to be.

So, this is probably not everything I'm going to write on this yet, but it's a start.

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the beginning of the end

How could he? He had absolutely no right. None. It shouldn’t have even crossed his mind, even— Deep breaths, Renee, there is no point in getting angry, it’ll just make you feel worse. Hah- But really, is there even a way to feel worse than this? To put your trust in someone, think that you have something, an inkling of a friendship, only to find out that they’re to wrapped up in themselves to care about anyone else.

She scoffed. This wasn’t right and, for the first time in a long time, she felt hurt.

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this is one of those songs that makes me think about wraith a little too much.

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a little bit of miraith

So, this is a short lil’ thing I wrote a few months ago, but never finished, so-- perhaps now’s the time?

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It was a Friday morning. A particularly lazy one, but that could only be attributed to the fact that the Games were over, at least until the next announcement. Mirage opened his eyes. He blinked a few times, squinting as his irises adjusted to the dim atmosphere in the bedroom. Soon enough, however, his gaze fell to the side, and there she was. It felt like something of a dream, still. To be laying next to the woman he never could have dreamed of, and to be able to embrace her, and love her was something seemingly out of the spectrum of possibility. Until not too long ago, that is. Elliott moved onto his side and once his eyes caught a glimpse of the raven locks messily spread across the pillowcase, he reached out almost instinctively, the back of his large hand brushing away a few loose strands. She wasn’t much of a peaceful sleeper, but it was rare to witness such a serene expression on her face. Ever since they’ve met and even all the way up until now, her dreams were troubled and filled with anguish that only seemed to settle once reality sunk in. And as far as feeling safe went, there were still days that went by during which she’d rather hide away in her room than talk to anyone. It was not easy. Far from it, actually. He realized that he’d probably been staring for too long, but it’s not like she was awake to scold him... right? Well, if she did see, then he’d probably have a lot of explaining to do taken that, err... His internal dilemma was abruptly interrupted by a sound which, upon further inspection, appeared to be made by Renee. His brows furrowed, and he tilted his head to get a better look at her face, but it seemed like she was still fast asleep. He would let out a sigh of relief if not for fear of waking her up and risking... well, sure death. Wraith was not a morning person. Back sinking into the bed again, he was smiling like a hopeless idiot. If one were to look at it from an outsider’s perspective, he’d seem insane, that was for sure. Rubbing his forehead, Elliott let out a low chuckle. It was so silly, wasn’t it? To be so... enamored. It’s not like he was a teenager going through his first love experience. He was a grown man, for God’s sake.

“Elliott...?”

He almost jumped. Ohdamnit, she woke up. Before he could answer, however, Renee shifted in her spot, and with a flurry of inky locks, he caught a glimpse of her sleepy eyes.

“Why are you up so early?” Renee’s voice was quiet, and soft. Her head turned, presumably to take a quick look at the bright display of her phone, but soon enough her piercing blue eyes focused on him again. “... it’s not even ten yet.”

Mirage blinked. Well, it couldn’t be said that he was an early bird, and he most certainly did not mean to interrupt her sleep. She seemed perpetually tired.

“I’m sorry if I woke you up. Just, uh... figured I’d make breakfast and... stuff, you know.” He was stuttering, again. What was he even nervous for?

Her eyes narrowed, she seemed to be thinking. Though barely a few seconds passed and he could feel a faint warmth cling onto his own form. With one of Renee’s arms draped over his chest, there was no way he could leave the bed. His chest vibrated with an amused chuckle.

“What’s wrong, baby?” It was cute. While she definitely seemed like she was still half-asleep, it was a gesture he wouldn’t necessarily expect. In a swift motion, his digits brushed through her hair, parting each strand carefully, and meticulously.

She groaned. “It’s too early... and I need you here,” Wraith muttered under her breath, with words so soft they could almost pass for a delirious whisper.

“I’m not going anywhere, you know,” Mirage pointed out, the corners of his lips stretching out into a wide smile. “You’re going to have enough time to get sick of me yet,” he added, with an awkward snigger completing the remark.

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Miwraith

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Octane the second the date is over

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Preach.

I'm.............. I'M GONNA SAY IT

If you hate on my fave ship, Cryptson, purely because it's "straight" then you get a fat YIKES from me. Actually this applies to any straight ship.

I'm tired of being insulted by darksparks and Cryptage shippers lmfao. I'm tired of my ship being called "boring" or "vanilla" because it features a man and a woman. If this was a one-off thing, I wouldn't care. But it's happened much more than a few times, not even on just Tumblr. I'm tired of darksparks and Cryptage shippers arguing w me about Cryptson because they headcanon these characters as gay.

Let me get this out of the way first.

Do you realize how immature you're being. Do you realize you're arguing with someone over NON-CANON ships bc of your HEADCANONS. Do you realize we're all making this up because there's Not. A. Single. Canon ship in Apex.

Do you realize how hurtful it is... As a bi person... Constantly being made to feel bad about my "straight half." This is not limited to tumblr. This is life. As a bi person. Getting dismissed by the LGTBQ+ community because I "enjoy" het privileges. That somehow my experiences are less valid bc I'm "half straight." That I can't fully express my sexuality because not ONLY do I get shit on by heterosexual people (saying my bisexuality is a "phase" or an "excuse to be a slut") but I ALSO get shit on by LGBTQ+ people, who claim that I have it easier than other LGTBQ+ people, who claim that since I'm "half straight" I get all the privileges of straight people. Do you know that bisexual people experience rejection because of their sexuality from ALL sides? Do you know how common it is for bi people to be rejected because people are convinced they're "making it up for attention" or they're actually "gay/straight"?

I'm just gonna reiterate this: I feel like I can't fully embrace my sexuality bc a lot of people are so quick to jump on anything "het" and insult it.

I genuinely think some of you don't realize that you're being biphobic when you insult a ship PURELY on the basis of it being "straight." Not only is it immature, but it's downright harmful to people such as myself. It is to the point that I don't feel valid when I have a ship that isn't LGBTQ+. To the point that I don't want to create content for my favorite ship because I know there's a self-described "angry gay who sneers at most things hetero" that's going to insult not ONLY my ship, BUT ME, as a person, implying I'M "vanilla" or "boring" because I have straight ships.

GREAT I'm an ANGRY BISEXUAL who sneers at most things dismissive of bisexuality. FUCK you. I am so irritated that people are genuinely saying that a ship is less valid or important or WHAT THE FUCK EVER because it's "straight."

I'm going to have my straight ships and I'm going to have my LGBTQ+ ships at the same time and there's fucking NOTHING you can do about it.

Do u disagree w me? Hit that block button sweetie, I don't have time for your bullshit, I'm sorry to post something so negative in the tags but I cannot put up with this shit anymore. Stop acting like the only options are straight, gay, or the highway.

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this is it this is my whole ship aesthetic