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Revenant 8

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 Pt5 Pt6 Pt7

Na’vi!Colonel Quaritch x Na’vi!Reader

Warnings >~< = Mild dubcon, restraints, cunnilingus (F!oral), overstimulation, like 2 spanks, implied..activities

The Colonel stepped in front of you, his wide shoulders blocking your view of the two men ahead with masks strapped to their faces.

You tried to ignore the goosebumps that arose on your skin every time his tail brushed against the side of your thighs.

‘I’m over it..’ You bit your lip to hide your smile as the man’s accent reached your ears, ‘I’ve got quotas to meet.’

‘You wanna hunt? ..Let’s hunt.’

You furrowed your eyebrows at the Colonel ominous tone, your eyes bouncing over to Spider who had the exact same expression as you.

Once you both connected gazes, he shrugged - before turning back to the railing he was leaned over.

‘What? Here? Not here, there’s too many villages..’

‘No, no!’ A new voice spoke up.

You saw the Colonel shoulders tense, his head tilting slightly as you peeked around his waist and at the man defying him.

‘Respectfully sir..’ You saw him swallow thickly, throat bobbing at the Colonel’s rigid body.

‘Uhm, you do not understand the distinct bonds between the Tulkun and the ocean Na’vi, it’ll.. it’ll be like murdering a member of their family!’

Your stomach dropped when his words registered.

They were going to hunt the Tulkun.

‘Colonel! You can’t.’ You shouted, fist clenching when he didn’t even turn to look at you.

Your breathes grew heavy with panic as everyone turned to look at you, all except for the one person that needed to listen.

‘Colonel!’ You tried again, lifting your tied hands and knocking them into his back.

Still, he didn’t budge.

Letting out a noice of frustration, you flattened your ears and snarled - flashing your fangs venomously.

‘See?’ The man from before spoke up again.

‘We start hunting here, the hostiles will come after us.’

You hissed, angry they had disregarded you - a horrible state of hopelessness washing over your body as you continued to try and cut in.

Your pleas only fell on deaf ears.

‘Exactly, one hostile in particular.’

Your claws dug into your palms from pure anger as the Colonel’s voice rung out again, your eyes set intently on the back of his head.

'If you hunt them, my people will kill you!'

You wanted him to look at you, see the pure rage running through your system and feel the pain of your claws.

To you, nothing would ever justify the amount of destruction caused and now the heartbreak he was planning.

‘Lyle, take her inside.’

You watched as the blue soldier near Spider turned to you, his face stoic as he walked over to you.

You growled as he came closer, hissing when he picked you up and and threw you over his shoulder, crossing over to the entrance of the ship.

‘I will never forgive you if you do this Miles.’ You spoke, voice quiet and defeated but you knew he heard you.

…

‘You’re really going to let them do this?’ The Colonel’s ears flicked up as he adjusted his vest, Spider’s voice echoing his distaste.

He didn't look at the boy, instead turning away and following the rest of the team down the ship.

He tried to push the effect of the boy's words, yours also resinating and repeating in his brain over and over again.

I'll never forgive you.

I'll never forgive you Miles..

Your lack of anger and venom in those words only emphasised how truthful you were being, your defeat not making him nearly as happy as he had thought it would.

He gritted his teeth at himself, instead focusing on following Scoresby in front of him, silently watching as the ceiling of the ship separated - opening up and revealing all sorts of equipment.

He heard Scoresby shout to his crew, everyone immediately following his orders.

In no time, over 5 boats were ready to roll out, the ramp opening up to the raging water below.

The Colonel followed Scoresby onto the biggest ship, unable to help himself when walking pass, reaching out and touching the tip of some sort of harpoon.

The thing was huge, leaving the Colonel to wonder just how big these Tulkun were.

Within minutes, everyone was in the water - the smaller boats following behind as Scoresby led everyone away from the main ship, his yells of excitement making the Colonel grimace.

Gripping the rail, the Colonel looked out at the ocean - not even trying to suppress the images of when he had plucked you clean out of that same water and dragged you back with him.

..where you belonged.

The feeling he had in his chest when he was unable to reach you in that vent, your body just out of reach, was unlike anything he imagined.

It felt wrong to have you so far away, out of the circle of his safety.

Anything could've happened. What if you ran out of air in there? Or fell through and dropped-

'Bingo! Move in, we got em.' The colonel deeply inhaled at Scoresby's voice, snapping his eyes ahead and watching as a man behind him began to shoot canisters at the water.

Almost instantly, large blue creatures began to lift their heads up and out of the water, large splashing sounds erupting.

'Get in there, separate her from the rest.' Scoresby flagged the ships on either side of them, the Colonel watching on as the boats began to circle one of the Tulkun.

The Colonel swallowed as the creature cried out, the boats surrounding it disorientating it and causing it to panic.

Gripping the railing tighter, the boat swerved in the direction of the now lone Tulkun - the thing still crying out helplessly as the Colonel gritted his teeth.

'Now the hard part..' The colonel looked over to Scoresby - who was grinning, happy as anything.

'They ever fight back?' He couldn't help but question.

'No, never seen them even lift a fin. They're tough bastards to kill though.' The Colonel looked away again as Scoresby laughed, tail behind him unmoving as he breathed heavy.

I'll never forgive you.

'Subteams move in - airbags ready.'

Clenching his fist, the Colonel ran his tongue over his fangs - thoughts conflicting him as he saw the Tulkan slow massively - bright red airbags now attached to it's fins.

It's continuous cries strangely reminded him of you - no matter how helpless it was, the beast still fought back.

I'll never forgive you Miles

And that was the last straw for the Colonel.

'Stop! Order a full retreat!' He shouted, moving in closer to Scoresby - who was now stood behind the massive harpoon from before.

The man immediately looked to the Colonel, hands on the trigger - holding the beasts fate quite literally in his hands.

'What!? You-'

'You heard me.' The Colonel nodded once, ears flat.

'You can't just do that! There's-

Snarling, the Colonel stepped up onto the ledge the arguing man stood, his body instantly shrinking back at the threatening avatar before him.

'Full. Retreat. Now Scoresby.'

The colonel felt his fangs graze his bottom lip, snarling as the man rumbled something along the lines of 'you're really starting to piss me off' before pressing his ear piece.

'Everyone stand back, full retreat. Speedboats return to SeaDragon, subteam to me.' Scoresby spoke, his frustration clear.

Turning away, the Colonel looked back over the railing - eyes on the now stationary Tulkun who's head was still above water.

'Now what? It can't swim like that.' His ears flicked at Scoresby's irritation.

'Leave it where it is, the clans will still find it. The message is clear enough.' The Colonel justified, trying to ignore the relief he felt as he watched the boats move back and away from the cornered beast.

...

The ground was cold where you laid on your side, head rested on your hands, legs and tail tucked close to your body.

You were cheeks damp, the skin red and flushed.

It had to of been hours since you were chucked in here, the Colonels right hand man scolding at you to behave.

You stared mindlessly at the underside of the table above, your whole body physically hurt from the pain in your chest that seemed to spread like a disease.

The betrayal you felt.

Not just from the Colonel, no. You had betrayed yourself, allowing yourself to think, even for a second, that you were able to see a change in him.

You cursed yourself, tears welling up again and threatening to fall.

At the sound of the door opening behind you, you sniffed quickly - blinking away and willing yourself not to cry. With your back to the door, you weren't able to see who had disturbed you.

And quite frankly, you didn't care.

Their silence confused you, your ears perking up to catch if they made any sort of noise to indicate who they were.

Once your confusion wasn't rectified, you huffed out and closed your eyes - willing yourself to sleep and forget everything.

You weren't expecting the hand on your still tied ankles, a gasp leaving your mouth as you were pulled out from under the table, body dragging against the ground.

Immediately your turned, teeth bared and eyes full of anger - ready to attack.

You pushed away your relief when your eyes landed on the Colonel, his sheepish gaze staring you back.

'Get off of me!' You tried to pull your legs from his grip but he refused to let go. Instead, he further pulled you closer to where he was kneeled on his hunches.

He didn't react to your thrashing, instead he just stared at you - not a word leaving his lips.

'What's wrong with you! Skxawng! Get. Off!' You hissed, fangs flashing.

You continued when you felt his hands circle around your waist, pulling you until you were nose to nose.

You breathed heavy as your stared at him, his lack of fight infuriating you even more. Feeling his arms wrap around you tighter, you were suddenly picked up - triggering you to curse him out again.

'Stop ignoring me and let go!'

You gasped as you were dropped on the table, one hand on your waist sliding down to your hips and pulling you to the edge while the other trailed up just under your breasts- pressing you flat to the surface.

His hand was big enough to entirely cover you, his warmth seeping into your very soul.

Your mouth dropped open, the sudden position having your still damp cheeks warming.

'Now your quiet?' His voice threw you off, your confidence out the window.

You didn't respond, only swallowed thickly as he lifted your legs up to your chest, his hands now behind your knees and pressing himself against you- hips flush to yours.

You didn't try and let it effect you, amping yourself up and flattening your ears - ready to tell him exactly what you thought of him.

'Don't touch me!' You hissed, tucking your restrained hands to your chest and swaying your tail slowly.

He was evil, he had taken countless of innocent lives, beings that had done absolutely nothing but exist and you were letting him touch you?!

'I hate you! Get away and let me go!' You thrashed, your entire body flushing when you felt felt him move a hand down your thigh - the other moving across and using his forearm to hold your knees to your chest.

You gasped when the hand trailing your thigh dipped further down, under your ass - fingers slipping beneath the band of your pants before beginning to pull it up.

'S..Stop! Get off of me!' Your voice cracked, your body shivering as more skin was revealed to the cool room.

The Colonel didn't look down at all, his eyes trained on your face - watches your features intently. He watched as your face tensed and relaxed, almost as if you were unsure if you should be enjoying this.

But he knew you were, your scent was already beginning to permeate the air.

He didn't stop until your pants were bunched up at your knees, the arm he was using to keep you in the mating press now holding the fabric in a tight grip.

You didn't know how to react, your heart dropping as you were completely exposed - shutting your eyes in embarrassment when your felt yourself clench.

You could already feel your slick building, your clit beginning to throb from lack of stimulation.

'Get..Get off me.' You and the Colonel both heard the lack of emphasis in your words, your voice quiet and no strength behind it.

'That what you really want?' You could feel his stare on you but you didn't look.

The Colonel waited for your answer, your pure stubbornness making a smirk pull at his lips.

You huffed out a breath when you felt him move further down, his head disappearing out of the corner of your eye.

Your thighs shook desperately when you felt him press his lips just below the back of your knee, his lips and breath warm against you.

He repeated that again and again, lower each time until he was at your inner thigh. You then felt him run his fangs over the sensitive skin, the sharp tips embedding in your skin.

You moaned, body tensing as he repeated the process to your other thigh - this time taking it a step further and sucking the skin into his mouth.

He didn't let go, even when your bucked your hips against him, cunt dripping for him and landing on the surface below.

Once he was sure he had left his mark, he released you - tongue slipping out to running over the new bruise.

Dropping his gaze, his eyes landed on your pussy - the poor thing practically begging to be touched.

'If you want me to stop, tell me and I'll leave.' He knew he had to ask, even though he'd rather bite his own hand off than leave you right now - he wouldn't force you.

At your lack of response, he lifted his hand - landing a clean spank on the back of your thigh. Your gasp made him smirk as he pictured your pouty lips.

'Please Colonel..' You whined, laying your head back against the table, back arching and hoping he'd give in and finally touch you.

You held your breath when you felt him move lower, cheeks tinting as you felt him sniff around - breathing you in like air. His groan made you respond with your own whine, hands clenching into fists.

'We didn't kill them.' The random sentence had you opening your eyes, the light blinding.

'Wh..what?' You voice wobbled.

'The Tulkun. I called off the hunt.' You lifted your head, trying to peer around your legs and at his face, the relief in your body never feeling better.

'Miles-'

You were cut off by your own moan, his tongue finally diving between your lips - the hand that wasn't holding your legs to your chest now slipping two fingers on either side of you, spreading you open even further.

'Fuck, you're dripping everywhere.'

You threw your head back when you felt him slide his tongue through the entirety of you - your arousal collecting deliciously on his tastebuds.

'Knew you'd taste this fuckin' good.' You whined back at his muffled voice, arching your back and slithering your tail around the back of his neck.

Once you had be licked clean, he slid up higher - laving his tongue repeatedly across your engorged clit before taking the bud into his mouth.

You screamed as he sucked, his cheeks hollowing out and using his tongue to flick the bud in his mouth, making sure the tip caught the sensitive underside.

Humming around you, he sucked harder - pulling back slightly and shaking his head, your hips rocking against his face.

You stomach quivered, breaths heavy as you moaned out, your high beginning to peak as you begged him, your thighs shaking around his head.

'Fuckin' come for me princess, come on.' You heard him pant against you, before he dove back back, the hand that had been spreading you now circling your clit while he tongued at your hole.

You cried out as he slipped inside you, thumb unrelenting on your clit.

You felt electric when your high crashed through you, your body on overdrive while Miles continued to lick at you, tongue slipping back and forth to draw more of your orgasm out.

You whined when he didn't pull away and the thumb on you clit didn't stop.

You shifted to hips away, crying out when his mouth only followed you - tongue now licking up to where his thumb was, pulling the appendage away to clean away any remaining arousal.

Once he was sure you were clean, your pussy twitching from overstimulation, he let go - kissing his way back up until he was looking over your knees and down at your fucked out face.

You eyes were closed, breaths heavy as your tried to come back - your brain completely disconnecting from you.

'You with me?' He asked, using his hand to lightly smack against your thighs.

Your whine while you nodded made him chuckle, your eyes finally opening and looking down at him.

His chest sucked in at the smile you graced him with, your eyes light and genuine while your dimple popped in your cheeked.

Looking down, Miles reached down and grasped your wrists, fingers sliding under the restraint and loosening it until it fell away. He reached for your ankles next, repeating the same action.

His ears perked up at your sound of relief, using both his hands to pull your legs from your chest and letting them fall limp on either side of him, your pants still around your knees.

While he was too busy making sure you were comfortable, his hands pulling your pants off the rest of the way - thumbs massaging the flesh of your thighs to make sure you wouldn't cramp, you stared at him, your tailing swaying in content.

You felt safe.

Sitting up, you watched as he looked up at you - eyes trying to figure you out.

He was between your now spread thighs, hands leaving you and dropping rest on the table on either side of your waist.

Slowly, you trailed your hands up his chest - fingers spread wide and your tough feather light.

You didn't look at his face, focused on where your hands touched until they were near his neck, your nails grazing the skin lightly.

Only then did you link your eyes, his hooded and intense - almost as if he was staring right through you.

You held your breath as he leaned in, nose lightly brushing yours before he finally connected his lips to yours.

Breathing out, you closed your eyes - pushing back against him while he kissed you, your hands making their way around his neck and running over the hair at the back of his head.

You whined when you felt him press harder into you, his hips now flush to your bare core - the material nudging your clit.

'Miles..' You broke away, eyes still closed why he began to rock into you - crying out when your sensitive clit began to be stimulated again.

'So beautiful..' You heard him say quietly, lips pressing against your throat and the skin being roughly sucked under his teeth - fangs threatening to break through.

'..all mine.' You nodded in agreement, hissing in pleasure when he bit down ever so slightly.

'Yours.'

You gasped when you felt something hard begin to press up against your core, his rocking hips letting you feel everything.

'I..I want to help you..' You started, beginning to trail the hand around his neck, down his chest - hoping he'd understand.

The smirk against your throat told you he knew exactly what you were trying to say.

I'm not sure when the next update will be since I'll be away from home for a few days, will keep you guys posted :))

Part 9

Kofi <33

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amoremainslayer · 3 days

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HELLO ITS KUNI!!(my phones glitching i cant get off of anon help) BUT ANYWAYS IMAGINE JEALOUS FIANCÉ RICKY BEING SO ROUGH WITH READER BC SHE GOT MAD AT RK AND WENT OUT TO FLIRT W OTHER MEN (to make him jealous ofc) AND IT TURNS INTO HOT ROUGH SeX😻 (could be in a car btw im so down bad for him id let him hit it anywhere)

The ring on your finger

Pairing : Shen ricky x Fem reader

Genre : Smut, slight angst.

Warnings : nsfw under the cut, barely any plot, degration, no protection, oral (both receiving), fingering, semi-public sex, edging, mean+jealous ricky, hanbin is lowkey readers side peace.

A/n : Girl you got me going crazy with this prompt🤭🤭

Your lips nearly touched his ear as you whispered soft nothings into his ear. Your hands stroked along the expensive fabric of his suit until they reached his hands.

"Oh no, I'm single" You spoke humbly, looking at the man infront of you who called himself Hanbin. His charming smile left goosebumps spreading over your skin. You knew it was wrong, but you couldn't help yourself.

Your fiancé, Ricky, had enraged you again. He had decided to let one of the most sought-after woman in China flirt with him, knowing damn well how possessive you could get for him. Maybe he wanted to play with you, or maybe he just loved seeing you angry. But he didn't expect you'd ignore him so easily before walking away from the gathering.

"You're wearing such a beautiful ring, I thought you were married" Hanbin spoke gently, one of his hands resting on your waist. You chuckled, looking at your engagement ring "Ofcourse not" You smiled, pulling the ring off your ringfinger before putting it onto your index finger "I just get weak for pretty and expensive things" You tilted your head, flashing him a sheepish smile.

Hanbin chuckled, lifting his hand up to brush a strand of hair out off your face "Maybe we should move this conversation into a restaurant with some champagne?" He asked, his eyes having a sly glint.

You were about to agree, ready to get yourself spoiled by some rich Korean business man not until you felt slender fingers gripping around your wrist strongly.

You winced slightly, looking up only to be met with Ricky's dark eyes. You felt him pulling you with him but you held onto hanbin who had a confused look on his face "Who's this?" Hanbin asked, hand gripping onto your other arm while gazing to ricky.

You were about to answer until ricky interuppted you "Her fiancé" He said, pulling your engagement ring off your index finger posessively before placing it onto your ring finger.

You let out a helpless yelp as Ricky began pulling you out of the bar down the street up to his car. The silence was thick as Ricky opened the door before throwing you into the backseat "Ricky I-" You stuttered, watching him lean down to give you a dark glare.

"Had fun flirting with that bastard?" Ricky's deep voice echoed through your ears. You scoffed slightly, crossing your arms "Had fun flirting with that slut" You mocked him, mentioning the past incident that was the reason you flirted with Hanbin.

Ricky raised an eyebrow, climbing into the car before closing the door. He hovered you, his manly scent engulfing your nostrils. If this situation wasn't about who's pride was higher, you would've folded easily.

But you were a brat, ego a little too high to give up so easily "You really have no shame don't you?" He said mockingly, his hand stroking along your exposed neck.

"He was fucking you with his eyes" Ricky spoke, his voice hoarse in anger and lust. You gulped, hands fiddling with the fabric of your, slightly too short, skirt.

Ricky's eyes traveled over your body before finally gazing into yours "And you even put off the ring" His voice was a mere growl, possessiveness glowing in his eyes.

"I-I'm sorry I.." You stuttered but ended up biting your lip. No words would be enough to apoligize for putting off the ring. It was something no one had ever done, even if the two of you tried to make eachother jealous or get revenge.

In just a few seconds ricky was leaning down, kissing and biting your neck which left you gasping softly. Your hands wandered to his shoulders, longing to feel his skin against yours, but he just took your wrists before holding them above your head.

"Gonna show you who you belong to" He murmured, his tongue sliding around the skin of your neck. Soft whimpers escaped your lips, eyes closing as you enjoyed his touch.

Your wrists were trapped between his left hand while his other hand was busy holding your waist and hips. His hand wandered up, intending to grope your breasts but the corset you were wearing made it nearly impossible to do so.

He began undoing the laces in the back before getting too impatient and just ripping them open, throwing the corset to the front seats.

A soft yelp left your lips as your sensitive breasts made contact with the air. His tongue swirled around your nipples, leaving you arching your back beneath his touch.

His other hand began pinching your nipples, pushing into pure ecstasy. You pressed your thighs together, feeling your walls wetten.

"Could Hanbin to touch you like this?" Ricky's asked mockingly, biting your nipples which left you moaning loudly. "Only I can taste you like this" he growled.

His mouth wandered deeper and deeper while his hand pulled down your skirt, revealing your black lace panties "Only I can make you this wet" he whispered, his slender finger running down your clothes cunt.

You moaned loudly, spreading your legs even further as you gave ricky a desperate look "Please quanrui I... I can't wait any longer" you whined, eliciting a grin onto Ricky's lips at the mention of his birth name.

Without any further teasing ricky pulled down your panties, licking a long stripe along your walls. You arched your back, his tongue against your cunt left you seeing stars.

He began eating you like a starving animal, his tongue flicking your clit while his fingers began thrusting into you. Your were bucking your hips against his mouth wildly. Your hands gripping onto his hair, urging him do dive even deeper.

You felt your climax coming closer to you each second, your whines and moans increasing in volume. Just as you felt yourself being close ricky pulled away, his lips and chin soaked in your juices while giving you a mocking grin.

"You thought you could cum?" He spoke after a scoff, rolling his eyes. You whined even louder, legs trembling in anticipation "rui please.." You cried out as tears of frustration build in the corner of your eyes.

"You're so pathetic" he mumbled, tongue gracing over your stomach up to your breasts. You let out another whine, arching your back into his touch.

You could hear his hand opening the zipper of his expensive pants, pulling them down together with his boxers. His lengthy erection slapped against your stomach.

He grabbed a fist of your hair before pulling you onto his cock, your tongue desperately swirling around his length "fuck.." He groaned, his eyes semi opened while he stared down onto you.

You began slightly gagging as his tip touched the back of your throat with each thrust, but ricky didn't care. He wanted to make you regret ever even looking at other men.

Saliva ran down your chin as you continued deepthroating Ricky, his veins prominent on your tongue. You could feel his thrusts increase in pace, his breaths and grunts becoming louder with each second.

"Gonna gulp it all, got it?" He spoke dominantly, making you nodd on his cock. Mere seconds later his climax finally washed over Ricky, his semen flowing int your mouth effortlessly as his cock twitched in pleasure.

Ricky bit his lip at the sight of your swollen lips and red cheeks. He pulled his cock out of your mouth, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip "Do you think you deserve a reward for taking me so good?" He asked in amusement, raising an eyebrow as you nodded desperately.

"P-please I've been so well i-" You began sobbing out of frustration, the build up pleasure and broken ego left you even more desperate than usual. Ricky cooed sarcastically, wiping away your tears "shhh baby don't worry, I'm gonna make sure you feel good" He grinned sarcastically.

You nodded gently, slowly calming down. Ricky sat down, his back leaning against the car seat as he tapped his lap "sit." He demanded to which you obediently followed.

Your entrance was dangerously close to his throbbing cock, tip pink from his previous climax. Ricky's hands landed on your hips as you slowly sank down on his cock, a loud moan escaping your lips as Ricky let his head fall back.

No matter how mad he was, the way your cunt takes him so well just leaves him weak every time. "Move" he grunted which lead you to slowly move up and down his length.

The car was filled with your moans and grunts, the sound of your skin slapping together echoing through each corner. Ricky began picking up his space, thrusting up into your walls while letting out low moans.

"Taking me so well huh? Could hanbin do you like I do?" He murmured into your ear. You whined, shaking your head eagerly while moving in the same rythm as him.

"Use your words baby" He groaned, hitting your cervix with each thrust. You whimpered "No he c-couldnt" you breathed out, earning a satisfied grin from ricky.

You cried out in pleasure as you felt yourself nearing your climax "Ricky i-i'm close" you gasped, eyes rolling back in pleasure.

He hummed softly, eyes semi opened "wait for me baby, you can do that right?" He spoke smoothly and you nodded eagerly, trying your best in holding back your orgasm.

Ricky continued thrusting into you until a deep groan erupted from his throat, his semen spurting into you while coating your walls in white. You let out a high moan, you cunt clenching around his cock as your thighs trembled in pleasure.

You hid your face in his neck while panting heavily. Ricky draped his arms around you, pulling you close to him "Let's not make eachother jealous anymore, okay love?" He whispered into your ear to which you just nodded.

"I love you" You whispered, pressing a gentle kiss onto his jaw. He gave you a warm smile, kissing your forehead "I love you too baby"

#amoremainslayer #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone x reader #zb1 hard hours #zb1 imagines #zb1 smut #shen ricky #zb1 ricky #ricky x reader #ricky smut

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r-ando-m-w-rite-r · 1 year

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Heroes Don’t Always Wear Capes

-A little Revenant x reader story.

-2601 words (oooooooh, I see you, me)

-This was a crappy prompt that I just followed through with, not sure if anyone will like it and I’m about to find out.

-FYI: The real fluff is at the end, even though there really isn’t much, sorry not sorry.

-Warning: Threats, fluff, bad grammar, and extreme annoyingness. Sorry in advance to all those Octane lovers out there, I used to be one myself. [ Still kinda am ;) ]

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“Ay, (y/n), sup?”

You jumped slightly at the sudden hand that landed on your shoulder. Octavio Silva hopped onto the open barstool beside you, quickly swiveling to face you. His eyes were lethargic as he quickly looked over you. Like you hadn’t noticed. “Say, what brings you here?”

“I just wanted a drink, the week’s been stressful.”, you muttered out, not really looking to socialize. Matchmaking had been a bitch over the last few days, and almost every game you had played in you had been partnered with the annoying twerp next to you. Of course, he was only yet a child, so cut him some slack.

However, you began to feel frustrated now that he thinks you and him were ‘meant to be’ or whatever he said with dreamy eyes last match. “Chica, we’ve been paired again! Looks like we’re meant to be!” Yeah, no thanks.

“Hey, chicaaaa, hola? You there?” You retreated from your thoughts to the speed devil’s annoying nagging and his hand waving in your face. You gently but firmly pushed it away before taking a swig of your beer. It was almost empty, so you tapped it on the counter. Within seconds, Mirage appeared in front of you.

“Another fill?”, he asked in a hurry. Somewhere off there was a crash that sounded like a glass shattering, followed by a yelp, and he sighed. Suddenly, another Mirage came running up. “Hey! Whatchu doing? I run the bar around here, get back to work.” He pointed towards where the commotion was coming from, and the first Mirage sighed again. “Worth a shot.”, he muttered, walking off.

“So..”, the real Mirage, you assumed, said. “Another fill?”

“Yes please.”, you replied, sliding the glass over to him impatiently. Mirage nodded, but before he could walk off, Octane interjected.

“Wait!” Mirage’s back was to him, but you barely saw him roll his eyes before turning to the kid with a forced grin plastered onto his face.

“What is it, buddy?”, he said, a note of irritation in his voice. “I’m a little busy here.”

“Charge her bill to my tab, will ya?”, he said carefree, turning back to you. “It’s the least I can do, since I would consider this our first date.” You saw Mirage’s eyebrow lift, and you knew what was coming.

“Are-are you guys-?”

“No, we aren’t dating.”, you muttered. “In fact, not even interested.” Octane just scoffed before looking at the bartender and whispering to him, “She’s just nervous.”

“I can hear you.”, you said nonchalantly. You were getting pissed at him, and quick.

Octane gave you a look before continuing to say, “Like I said.” That was it. You quickly stood up, your fist slamming into the counter. Both of the men looked at you, confused. Mirage slowly backed up, opening his mouth to say something, but you cut him off.

“You know what?”, you muttered through semi-gritted teeth. “I think I’ve had enough alcohol for the night.” Fishing out a twenty from your pocket, you tossed it on the counter. “Keep the change.” You turned around, walking in the opposite direction and towards the exit.

“T-Thanks?”, you heard Mirage say, but it was quickly cut off by Octane.

“W-Wait, (y/n)!” You heard his metal legs scrambling across the floor as he tried to catch up with you. You took a deep breath, trying to control yourself. Why wouldn’t he just leave you alone? At this point, most of the people in the bar were staring at you, and you didn’t like the attention.

He caught up with you, panting slightly. “Now just hold on a second, chica.”, he started, keeping pace with you while struggling to look at your face. “Did I do something? Do you want me to get you another drink? Can I-” You pushed through the swinging doors, and as you did, one swung back and smacked him right in the face. You heard him grunt in pain. Good, maybe it broke his nose and it would hurt too much to talk.

You started down the hallway, leading to your dormitory on the east wing of the Apex Legends Facility. As much as you enjoyed visiting Paradise Lounge, Octavio was just too much to handle on a daily basis.

You listened, but you didn’t hear him anymore. Good. You turned a corner, looking back for a second, but as you did you ran into something. Something hard. You stepped back, shaking your throbbing head before looking forward. There stood a growling Revenant. Shit.

His two bright LEDs shone down at you, and he looked very pissed. But he also looked kind of..confused? “Damn, sorry, I didn’t mean that. Oh, ah, I gotta go-”, you jumbled out quickly before anything could escalate. There were too many things going on at once. Darting past his large metal frame, you continued on. You heard metal scraping against metal and could only assume he turned his head to watch you walk off. Eerie, but you did just run into him, so.

You growled as you turned another corner, this time looking ahead. Guilt floated around in the back of your mind as you thought back to Octane, but you just pushed it away. The sun was setting though the glass walls that bordered the hallway, and a purple hue was appearing just above the horizon.

Speaking of her, Horizon turned the corner, pieces and parts falling from a box she was carrying. She looked tired, but smiled at you through passing. “You okay, dearie? You looked panicked and a tad bit flushed.”, she said in her heavy accent as she leaned down to pick up the stray parts.

You decided to help, picking up a screw and a coil that had rolled over by your feet. Throwing them in the box, you sighed. “Yeah, I’m fine, its just-”

“Octane.”, you both said at once. You looked up at the Scottish time traveler, bewildered. “H-How did you know?”, you asked, confused.

Horizon just chuckled before replying. “Dearie, I know all the secrets of the universe. And let me tell you, his nouve passion is no secret.” You rolled your eyes, and she just gave you a sympathetic look. “If you feel uncomfortable, just tell the lad to back off.”

“But I HAVE.”, you cried out, beginning to stress again. This kid was just too much.

“Or have you?”, Horizon replied, tapping her temple knowingly before picking up her box of parts and walking off. “Thanks for the assistance, dearie! See you in the match tomorrow.” You groaned, not looking forward to tomorrow whatsoever.

Suddenly, the muffled sound of metal scraping on something echoed off the walls. Whipping around, you looked to see if Horizon had accidentally dropped her box, but she was nowhere to be seen. In fact, the hallway was empty, and getting dark, too, as the sun was almost fully set now.

Chills ran up your spine, and you felt the sensation of being watched. However, you dismissed it in a hurry, striding off. At least you were almost back.

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You were coming up to your hallway, and then you would be home. Good, because no matter how many times you tried to push away the feeling of being watched, it would always come back. And you were hearing weird noises, too. You began to wonder if it was the ventilation system, or some wiring within the plaster walls. But you swore the one time it sounded like claws dragging across the floor, and you began to wonder if there was something actually there.

Nevertheless, you were relieved to turn the corner and into your hallway. Your door was the second one down, and soon you were standing in front of it, fishing your pockets for your keycard. Suddenly, a hand rested on your shoulder, and you whipped around, heart beating, adrenaline spiked, ready to tackle whoever had touched you. But to your relief, and annoyance, there stood Octane, a piece of medical tape plastered to the bridge of his nose.

He held up his hands but didn’t move away, and you slowly lowered your fists. “Octavio, it’s you.”, you said.

“Y-Yeah..”, he muttered, obviously shaken up by the fact that you could’ve just punched him in the face. You breathed in sharply before continuing, and he just looked confused.

“Listen.”, you began, but before you could continue, he held up a finger to your mouth, shushing you.

“I get it, chica, I get it.”, he said. “I’ve come to finish what I started as well.” You nodded for a second, relieved he felt the same way, but when his hand hit the wall beside your head, blocking you in, you immediately felt your stomach flip. What? No! “Octavio, that’s not-!”

But before you finish, his lips clashed into yours, his other hand grasping for your squirming waist. You quickly pulled away, hitting your head on your door in the process and hissing in pain, but he just leaned back in. However, before his lips even made contact, a low growling emitted from the left, towards the front of the hallway.

Both you and Octane looked in that direction, and there stood the murder bot, Revenant. Your mind quickly put together two and two, and suddenly the sounds you had been hearing on your journey back to your room made sense. However, your chest constricted when you really thought about it. Had he been hunting you since you ran into him? Was he going to hurt you? God, why did you have such bad luck with men?

“Ay, can we get some privacy chico?”, Octane blurted out angrily. Revenant’s LEDs glowered at him, seemingly glaring holes into his eyes. For once in your life, you were truly scared. Scared for your life; scared for another person’s life.

“Back away from her.”, he growled in a deep, menacing voice. “Or else.”

Octane indignantly scoffed. “So what? She’s mine anyway. You can’t just barge in and take her!” You quickly whipped your head back to give him a scathing look. You were not just property to be handled and claimed.

You watched as Revenant took a step forward. He shook one of his hands, and his claws morphed into a dagger, making a wrenching metal sound as they did so. Octane jumped in surprise, quickly backing away from you. “Alright chico, you win, you can have her. Just let me leave in one piece, alright?”

Revenant growled, but before he could make another move, Octane stabbed himself with one of his stims, booking it past the simulacrum and disappearing from both your guys’ sights. “Such a shame..”, Revenant growled out. You looked back at him as his weapon for a hand morphed back into his normal claws. “I could’ve used a skinsuit pelt.” He looked up at you, and you quickly took a step back. He snorted before muttering, “Not you, you’re too delicate.”

You weren’t sure whether to take that as an insult or a compliment, but then again, you were never sure about anything that came out of that bot’s voice box. Either way, he had just saved you, so you at least would give him the respect of thanking him. “Hey, well, thanks for that. Didn’t think he’d go that far, I thought he was done after the bar.”

Revenant perked up a little at this. “What about the bar..?”, he said in a slightly curious tone. Still menacing though.

You sighed. “Nothing much, he was just being super clingy and annoying..” You hesitated slightly, but decided against yourself and continued. “..a-and intimate.”

The bot’s LEDs turned into slits. “So he made you uncomfortable.”, he growled outloud.

“Uhm..yeah. You could say that.”, you replied, confused. Since when did Revenant care about someone being uncomfortable, let alone caring about someone in general.

He growled, muttering, “I’ll kill that pervert.” He wasn’t joking, either, because he whipped around and began pacing off.

“No, wait!”, you shouted, running up to him. He abruptly stopped, and you didn’t brake in time, running slightly into his back. He turned around to face you, looking slightly annoyed but nothing compared to before. Weird. “No..no.”, you said, rubbing your temple. “No, I don’t want him dead.”

“Why not?”, Revenant snorted. But his tone became serious as he continued. “He made you uncomfortable..” You noticed his hand twitch slightly. “He didn’t stop after you demanded him to..” His hand was moving now, moving up. “He could’ve hurt you.” He growled that last line, but his voice didn’t match his actions. Slowly, his metal hand gently stroked the side of your face, skimming your cheek.

Flustered, your cheeks began to grow warm. He must’ve noticed, because he withdrew his hand. But you reached up quickly, pushing his hand back. The cold metal felt nice on your cheek. His hand abruptly cupped your chin, his thumb now stroking your cheek, back and forth, back and forth...It was so welcoming, so comfortable, so..reassuring.

At this point, you were both staring into each others’ eyes, your hand holding his to your face. You two stood there for what felt like minutes, and it seemed like a trace. However, a door opening behind you broke it, and you both quickly pulled away. Whipping around, you saw Fuse sauntering out of..Bloodhound’s room?

He looked up after closing the door, and he quickly made a comment, like he always does during awkward situations. “Well, looked what I walked out on!” He chuckled at his own joke, but when neither of you laughed along, he went silent. “Well, if it makes you feel any better, I just had some playtime with someone myself.”, he said. You flushed immediately, both by what he meant and by what he was assuming between you and Rev.

You quickly made your way over to your door, and you heard Fuse mutter, “Tough crowd.” before walking off. You looked back one more time as you scanned your keycard and opened your door. Revenant just stood there, a mix of emotions flashing over his somewhat emotionless face.

You didn’t know what else to say, so you just muttered “Goodnight.” before walking inside. Locking the door behind you, you slid down the door, your backside finally landing on the floor after a moment. Everything flashed through your mind. The bar. Octavio. Horizon. The fight. Revenant. Revenant. Was there something between you two now? Had he truly ‘claimed’ you, as Octane had said earlier? Nonetheless, you couldn’t get that bot out of your mind.

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Little did you know, the bot couldn’t get you out of his mind, either. As he arrived at his room later in the evening, you were all he thought about. Your features. The feeling of your skin. The intimacy. It seemed as if he hadn’t experienced it for lifetimes, which he truly hadn’t, and now that he was exposed again to the wonders of love, he couldn’t get enough. Even though he couldn’t technically sleep, he wouldn’t have been able to anyway, the thought of you would’ve kept him up.

His system overloaded for you. He dwelled over you. Even the minor things he recalled as the hours of the night went by, like seeing you on a banner in game or even though passing worked him up. He exhaused himself over you, even into the wee hours of the morning. And deep down he prayed that he wouldn’t be on the same team as you during the match of the day, or else it would be pointless trying to focus on anything but you.

#apexlegends #revenant x reader #octane #revenant #horizon #fuse #bloodhound #fuse x bloodhound #y/n #y/n being saved #mental abuse #intimate abuse #intimacy #apex love #apex lore #fluff #thx for reading

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puissantveil · 5 months

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The romances in mk always confuses me tbh, im new to the mk fandom and I've been learning the older mk lores and still cant figure out how people ship bihan and sareena. I even looked up reddit and they said its only implied once in a comic? Idk i just can't see them seriously happening. The same goes for jade x kotal tbh. It came out nowhere for me

Jade x Kotal did, in fact, come out of nowhere in MK11. He straight up says he's shared his bed with her, Shao Kahn belittles Jade as his "kept woman," and we get this little exchange from Liu Kang and Kotal.

Liu Kang: I suppose we'll be seeing more of each other. Kotal Kahn: If our women have their way. Liu Kang: Isn't it best to let them?

The charitable reason is to lift Jade up a bit by giving her an answer to Kitana's Liu Kang.

The less charitable answer is straightwashing. Until MK11, Jade was almost pointedly single. You had Liu Kang/Kitana, Johnny/Sonya, even Baraka/Mileena if you go a bit further back...but Jade. Jade completely ignored the men of the roster in favor of Kitana. You can see how that'd raise a few eyebrows. (Jade and Kitana's relationship is beyond the scope of this post. Suffice to say that IMO they're more married to each other than anyone else, boyfriends or no.)

Bi-Han and Sareena comes from an old spin-off game in which they were both denizens of the Netherrealm; he as the undead wraith Noob Saibot, she as a demon who'd turned away from evil. Noob Saibot was a pretty bad dude (and he's fucking awful in MK11), but he bonds with Sareena and IIRC it has some kind of redemptive effect on them both. It's briefly mentioned in MKX during a hostile exchange between Sareena and Revenant Kitana. They're not a couple in MK1 because Bi-Han is too busy being fucking awful while he's still alive.

#veil answers #mortal kombat #jade x kitana #bi han x sareena #straightwashing #brief misogyny

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Mortal Kombat 11 x reader: Chapter 3 Shaolin Monks

The scene cuts to the Wu Shi Academy. (name), Liu Kang and Kung Lao have walked through the massive gateway and are heading down a path to the Academy itself

"I die at the hands of Quan Chi? You in a cathedral to Kitana? Our future, Liu Kang... it is insane!" Lung Lao exclaims "Obsessing over it will not change it" Liu Kang replied "Neither will accepting our destiny as evil undead warlords" "I'm not. But we can't change a future we don't fully understand. Lord Raiden will guide us" "Can we trust him? It appears he got us both killed" 　

"if it's any consolation for you, Lao, I died before either of you" both of the monks look at the warrior with worry in there eyes "that does not make anything better, Lady (name), if anything it is the most concerning. How are you alright with the fact that you died before our eyes" Liu Kang asked making the three of them stop "I'm not alright with it. I never was I just....never mind it was a stupid comment" Kung Lao looked hard at her "you've changed" both Liu Kang ad (name) look at him "well of course I changed I'm 28 now-" "no you've changed in he way you respond to us and how you act" Liu Kang nods in agreement "is it because we are revenants in this era? are you uncomfortable with our presence?" (name) looks between the two men she held to her heart for what seemed so long ago with many emotions swimming in her eyes. happiness, sadness, regret, relief, rage, fury and love. she sighs. 　

"to be honest in a way you standing here beside me it's unnerving for me. After I heard how both of you had died I was distraught, absolutely gutted, but I didn't have much time to grieve I had a realm to take care of even afterwards I found out I had a daughter so I had to find time to grieve and pay respects to your shrines but it still hurts me even now knowing I did practically nothing to stop your demises and when I saw your revenant forms it was haunting to say the least. I mean after everything I've been through, gods, demons and watching my loved ones die, you'd think seeing you both wouldn't faze me at all that I'd be used to it but no I can't say that I'm fully alright with you both being alive right now but I can say that I'm more relived than anything about having you both back" 　

The two men look at her with much concern until Kung Lao smiled and placed a hand on her head rubbing it with affection "it seems as though I am wrong Lady (name). the you from our time is still in there" (name) goes to say something, but glances behind Liu Kang and Kung Lao instead, towards the staircase leading to the Academy that they have reached. Halfway up the stairs, the bloody remains of a slain monk can be seen. (name), Kang and Lao all ascend the staircase to the corpse. As they take the grisly sight in, they look forward and proceed through the broken open doors of the Academy itself. The courtyard of the Academy presents an even more disturbing visual; dozens of monks lie dead on the ground. 　

"So many Shaolin... They died defending our sacred ground. The Netherrealm will pay!" Liu Kang growled 　 The scene cuts to inside the Academy itself. The trio have reached an underground corridor with only minor debris being any indication of intruders. Before them is a circular shaped entrance, with three large swinging axes - wide enough to cover the whole entrance - slicing back and forth. (name), Kang and Lao pause in their tracks to examine the deadly obstacle. 　

"Whoever came here knew how to disarm these traps" Liu Kang states "Do you know how? The monks never taught me" Lao asked making Liu Kang smirk "More likely you did not attend class. Watch for the pattern... and pick your moment" Liu Kang breaks into a run and dives straight into a gap left between the swinging axes. He clears them in the nick of time and rolls to his feet on the other side, glancing back with a smile to (name), who whistled "Impressive, Liu, my turn" she says before fire engulfs her surprising both of the men before it disperses leaving nothing there. Not a second later did a column of flames appear next to Liu Kang before disappearing revealing (name) smirking Liu Kangs jaw hung open "not bad for a pyromancer huh?" she said closing his jaw then turned to Kung Lao "think you can do better?" she asked smiling. 　

Lao smiles back and slowly removes his bladed hat, before suddenly throwing it into the side of the corridor. The hat jams between the corridor side and one of the swinging axes, pinning it in place. This in turn causes cogs turning the entire mechanism to clog up, preventing the other axes from swinging. Kung Lao nonchalantly walks through the corridor, pausing only to remove his hat from the ruined trap and put it back on his head. 　

"Easy enough. What's next? They walk into what appears to be a giant arena" he said smiling then giving (name) a wink making her giggle a little and Liu Kang glare at him. The entire ground is littered with more dead monks, but also with spear traps and a giant spiked wrecking ball that is attached to the ceiling. There are several pathways exiting from this area "Everything. Poison gas, shooting spears, flame jets..." Liu Kang lists off "How about we avoid those?" as Kung Lao speaks, all off the pathways are blocked off by metal bars that slam into place. 　

"I did not do that" Kung Lao said looking around. Upon hearing a metalic whirl coming from his right Kung Lao pulled (name) behind him when a metal kunai on a chain slams into a pole right next to Kung Lao where (name) would have been. He looks at it in shock, and then at the person who threw it "I did" With a quick tug, the kunai is pulled back into the hand of its owner - the ninja spectre known as Scorpion. It is clear that this Scorpion is not the Hanzo Hasashi of the modern era, but the vengeance driven hellspawn of the past. His clothing matches his look from over 25 years past almost exactly. 　

"Scorpion. Of course YOU survived the time merger" Liu Kang spat "You will not stop Kronika from restoring my family and clan" Scorpion growled making (name) step into his veiw his eyes soften slightly "Lady (name)...she said you were dead" he whispered "apparently everyone thinks I'm dead but that's not the point. right now you need to stop" he glared "I have the chance to restor my family I will not allow you to stop me!" "who ever Kronika is she cannot undo the past! move on!" she yelled her body heating up ready to fight only for Liu Kang to place a hand on her shoulder "allow us to solve this matter, Lady (name)" he said softly making her nod "get away from her" Scorpion growled lowly. 　

"If Scorpion doesn't kill us, these traps will. Find a way to shut them down!" Kung Lao runs off as Liu Kang faces Scorpion down "Liu, be careful he might be stronger now more than ever" (name) warned before running after Kung Lao "Let's see who's fire burns hotter" 　

They fight. Scorpion's fighting style is as every bit as powerful and deadly as he was when Liu Kang fought him in the Mortal Kombat tournament, but even with Quan Chi fighting alongside him then Liu Kang prevailed, and without the sorcerer in play the battle ends much quicker, and in the Shaolin Monk's favour "Your fire is out, Scorpion" Kung Lao runs back to Liu Kang "I can't stop them!" he says worried. (name) drops from the roof "me either any other ideas?" she said her gaze moving to scorpion in pity as struggles back to his feet, clutching his side. He looks around and sees a cloud of poison gas swelling at his feet. Before it affects him, he teleports away in a tornado of hellfire. The gas spreads quickly to them, but before they can act a steel cage slams down from the ceiling, imprisoning them. It doesn't take long for the gas to reach their lungs. (name), Liu Kang and Kung Lao begin coughing and fall to their knees but before they fall unconscious from the deadly fumes, the traps around the room start to reset and the gas is blown out of the arena through the other entrances. 　

"It's stopped..." Kung Lao coughs for a few moments, but regains his composure. He, (name) and Liu Kang manage to stand up again "but why?" she coughed out. The cage holding them in rises back up to the ceiling. One of the pathways also opens up as well, and Scorpion walks back into the arena, but this time he has company - the revenant Jade "Our plans require that you live" she says "Jade? What happened to you?" Liu Kang asked "An untimely death. Like yours, due to Raiden's incompetence" she replied "You cannot turn us against him. We know about our deaths. They were caused by our mistakes" "You have been deceived, Liu Kang. The truth is... Raiden murdered you" 　

(name) growls setting her hands ablaze surprising only Scorpion "stay the hell away from them. I already lost them once and I'll be dammed if I lose them again" she turned her head to the monks "I 've got this one you both handle Han-...Scorpion" they both nod and take the fight to the side while Jade and (name) circle each other "Raiden was the cause of your death! how can you stand by him!" Jade hissed while (name) glared "I don't stand by him" she got into stance just as Jade had "I stand by my friends" 　

They fight. In death, Jade still proves to be a fast and formidable opponent, but (name) had out grown her control and her battle skills outshines the revenant assassin. After a quick melee, (name) leaves Jade down and out. 　

"I wish we had been closer maybe then I would care more" (name) said sadly before turning to see Kung Lao and Liu Kang still fighting Scorpion "for the love of" she mutters before running over to help. Scorpion manages to kick Kung Lao away following an exchange of fists, but (name) lands a solid left hook that catches Scorpion that sends the spectre to the floor. Realising he has lost, Scorpion teleports away in a flash of hellfire. The trio regroup and head toward a partially opened door. Ahead of them, the blue light of the Jinsei reflects off the rocky ceiling of the pathway. 　

"The Dragon Grotto is through there" Liu Kang says to his friends "What if the next revenants we have to fight are... us?" "Then we fight them all of us" (name) piped in. They come across heavy debris in the way of the door to the grotto (name) sighs "come one the faster we get rid of this the sooner we get this whole thing over with" she says walking forward with Liu Kang. 　

"Lady (name) a word?" Kung Lao asked as Liu Kang looked back and nods before going to remove the debris (name) walks with him to a secluded corner where cracks of blue light shined "is something wrong?" she asked concerned "no nothing is wrong it's just...I wanted to know if anything happened between us before you..." (name) understood where this was coming from, she wasn't the same naive 18 year old girl he had met, but that didn't lessen her flustered appearance "n-no not really. I think the closest you got in that sense was confessing that you loved me as I was dying" a silence hung in the air as Kung lao hung his head in thought "I'm sorry you had to find out that way" he raised his head to look at her and taking in her appearance. 　

Her (skin colour) skin was enchanted by the light of the jinse highlighting and casting shadows across her face, her long (hair colour) hair shined like dull stars and her (gem eyes) seemed to glow with her doe like expression. He remembers when he first saw her. 　 it was after he lost to Scorpion the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a young girl, possibly close to his age, how her hair floated in the wind above him, her eyes looking over him in worry, his head on her lap she was an angel in his eyes. After being around her, her kindness, her compassion, her silly ways at times to make them smile and watching her fight he couldn't help but fall in love with her. 　

she was simply beautiful to him. 　

He took a deep breath and removed his hat, placing it next to him, he looked deep into her eyes and placed his right hand on her waist "If...If what you say is true...then forgive me but I need to do this" and with that he cupped her face with his left hand and brought their lips together. 　 (name)s eyes widen in shock but soon flutters closed as she holds onto his shirt then parted and looked at each other with lidded eyes before bringing their lips together again. Her lips brushed his, softly, delicately, like butterfly wings, just long enough that he could inhale her breath, feel the warmth of her skin, taste the sweetness of them like forbidden fruit. He kissed her like he was going to lose her and held her like if he were to let go of her she'd disappear. she could feel his love, his heart beating fast, his need to let her know how he feels she could feel it all and it lit a fire in her. 　

They parted with batted breath looking into each others eyes "L-Lao I" but she was stopped by him covering her lips lightly, with a smile, and shook his head "I know I am not the only one who loves you, Lady (name), so I will not force you to choose but know that I will wait for you" with that he kissed her forehead and let her go picking up his hat and walked back to Liu Kang leaving her there, with a wide smile on his face, for a few moments in a daze before she took a deep breath and touched her lips with a small smile then went to joining the two monks. 　

The scene cuts to the chamber of the Elder Gods, based in an unknown dimension between the realms. Raiden teleports onto a circular podium situated below several thrones. Above him are the forms of the Elder Gods, their forms a hundred feet tall and currently shrouded in shadow. 　

"Elder Gods. I have come to seek counsel. The realms are in crisis" he calls out. As one, the forms of the Elder Gods light up with a turquoise hue. They all speak to Raiden at the same time, saying exactly the same sentence "The crisis is grave indeed, Raiden. Every being will be erased in a temporal Armageddon, even we Elder Gods. Already our power weakens" "but what of the champion you had sent! she has been in fights that she did not belong in" "it is true that we sent her to you to protect Earthrealm yet we did not anticipate that she would survive the battle with Shinnok" "you had meant for her to die!?" understand Raiden that she is but a champion and even though she fights she is not enough" Though the Elder Gods speak as one, Raiden looks to one of them in particular; a woman who's hair appears to be plant roots and who has floating rocks hovering at the back of her head "then I will fight, Cetrion. But how?" "You must find Kronika's Keep and gain control of her Hourglass. Only then will time's momentum be restored" she replies "It will be done" Raiden turns to leave, but pauses for a moment and hangs his head in contemplation. Cetrion quickly picks up on this. 　

"Speak your mind, Raiden" she says urging him "Since this time merger, I have learned about my future. That my champions eventually fall. That I become a tyrant. That I cost the life of a child. If Kronika is defeated, will I be consigned to this grim fate? "The restoration of time will not predetermine your destiny" She points directly at Raiden "That is for you to shape" Raiden takes in these words and bows his head, lost in thought. 　

The scene cuts to (name) Liu Kang and Kung Lao, still walking down the pathway to the Dragon Grotto. They come across another barred door, but this one has a human shaped hole in the middle of it. There is no other damage to the door, indicating that whatever forced its way through erased what was in its way. The Shaolin monks proceed past the door while (name) takes to the ceiling, and Liu Kang quickly holds up a hand to Kung Lao, getting him to pause. 　

Inside the Dragon Grotto, the human-like construct seen at Kronika's side earlier is standing over a pool of Jinsei. He is taking samples of the Earthrealm life force, which are stored in a strange device hovering above the pool. 　 "Is there any point to us asking you to put those back?" Liu Kang asked "They said you'd come" the human construct said "Who said?" asked Kung Lao 　

A voice from the side attracts the monk's attention "Who do you think, Kung Lao?" revenant Kung Lao said. They turn to spot what they had been fearing - the revenant Liu Kang and Kung Lao - walking down another passagway towards them. "Welcome to your future. Courtesy of Raiden" revenant Liu Kang sneered "Our future may be tragic, but it's not Lord Raiden's fault. You've both been warped by Shinnok's evil" Liu Kang said trying to defend Raiden "Quan Chi ripped me in two with his sorcery in his lair" The young Kung Lao puts a hand to his mid section in shock at his futurselfs words. 　

"Raiden allowed Lady (name) to die when he could have done something! she could have lived a full life!" Liu Kangs heart felt heavy at his futurselfs statement while (name), who was clinging to the Ceiling upside-down, closed her eyes in shame knowing she was at fault not Raiden "He saw it coming... and did nothing!" revenant Kung Lao yelled "I would have defeated Shao Kahn, but Raiden wanted the glory yet he sent lady (name) to her death" revenant Liu Kang said before Liu Kang yelled at him "No! I don't believe that!" The revenants have now reached their younger counterparts "One day Raiden will betray you. Then you will believe" the revenant said ready to fight. 　

As Liu Kang attacks his revenant, Kung Lao smiles and throws a punch at his doppleganger, causing him to backpedal "The thought of becoming you sickens me, but I won't blame Raiden" he spat at his futurself "You owe Kronika. She saved your life by stopping time"

They fight. The old and young Kung Lao's skill and finesse are equal to each other, but the revenant Lao does not press the attack as hard as he might, for reasons unclear. The younger Lao holds no such qualms and takes the fight to his revenant, leaving him down and defeated

"You shame our family name" 　

To his side, Liu Kang still fights his revenant self. The undead Kang scores with a punch to the gut and a follow through punch to the face, but the younger Kang fights back with a high kick, forcing the revenant to defend. The young Liu Kang hits a right jab to his revenant and follows through with a left hook to the face that knocks him back as Kung Lao ran to his aid. 　

(name) dropped from the Ceiling silently and walked to the revenant Kung Lao, who was going in and out of consciousness, and kneeled beside him caressing his cheek. His eyes open slightly looking at her "l-lady (name)" he barley whispered she smiled through teary eyes "hi Lao" she whispered, stroking his cheek, he tried to say more but she placed a finger to his lips "shhh...sleep and everything will be ok" she whispered one last time before he finally became unconscious. she rose to her feet just in time to see Kung Lao and Liu Kang knockout revenant Liu Kang. 　

With their revenants defeated, the Shaolin monks regroup "Is it me, or could they be telling the truth?" Kung Lao asked "Worry about it later. We have bigger problems" Liu Kang answered. They walk toward the Jinsei pool. The human construct is still gathering vials. He stops the Shaolin monks and warrior approaching and walks to face them "You should've listened to your revenant counterparts" He holds up a belt with several vials attached to it "With this power, Kronika will remake history" 　

Kung Lao throws his razor bladed hat directly at the construct, who makes no effort to dodge. The hat slices directly through his neck, decapitating him in an instant. The hat rotates in mid-air and returns to Kung Lao, who catches it just as the construct's body and head fall to the ground. Lao runs his fingers across his hat and smirks at Liu Kang "That was easy" As soon has he says those words, the construct's head dissolves into sand, which - along with some swirling magic - attaches itself to the neck of the construct's body. the trio watch in confusion as the sand reforms into the head of the construct, turning it back to its original form. The construct stands to his feet, with no visible sign of any damage "oh shit" (name) said with wide eyes "I, Geras, am a fixed point in time" He cricks his neck on both sides. 　

"With every death and rebirth, I grow stronger" (name), Liu Kang and Kung Lao attack. Liu Kang strikes first with a punch to Geras' face, but his follow through punch is blocked and Geras headbutts him. Kung Lao throws a kick to his side that Geras doesn't even register, then Geras blocks a chop from Lao and smacks him aside with a haymaker punch. (name) upper cuts Geras followed by a knee to the nose but her kick to his head is interrupted when he grabs her ankle and throws her back. Liu Kang pulls out his nunchukau, and after twirling them around for a moment, he catches Geras with a strike to the face, stunning the construct and making him drop the belt containing the Jinsei vials. 　 Kung Lao puts a hand on Liu Kang's shoulder "Fetch the Jinsei, 'Chosen One'" As Liu Kang fetches the Jinsei, Kung Lao turns to (name) "just sit back and watch ok?" she nods. Kung Lao turns and walks toward Geras, facing him down "You're good, but you're no Great Kung Lao" Geras stats "You've met my ancestor?" "He stood a chance against me. You have none" 　

They fight. Try as he might, Kung Lao finds out there is no stopping Geras. It doesn't matter whether he is knocked down or killed; he just keeps coming back for more. But nonetheless, Kung Lao keeps fighting and manages to beat Geras to the floor. 　

Undeterred by the assault, Geras rises to his feet once more "You Shaolin monks exceed your reputation. I respect your spirit, but Kronika's will must be done" (name), Liu Kang and Kung Lao once again get into a fighting stance and lunge at Geras together. This time, Geras holds his hand out, which glows with magic energy. The monks are suddenly frozen in mid-air as Geras stops time entirely. He retrieves the Jinsei vials from them without further issue. 　

As Geras turns around, Kronika teleports into the Dragon Grotto with a swirling of sand magic. Geras hands the Jinsei vials to her, then looks back at the monks and warrior "It's dangerous to let them live" Geras states "If they die, their revenant selves will cease to exist. We need them to defend the Keep" she replies as she floats over to Liu Kang and looks him in the eyes "Yet again, Liu Kang, you've chosen the wrong destiny" 　

She then floats over to (name) looking her over "and you...you intrigue me. just who are you?" 　

Time suddenly restarts, and the trio fall flat on their faces. As they pick themselves up, they realise that Geras and Kronika have escaped. 　

The scene cuts to the interior of Kronika's Keep. The Keeper of Time floats over to three of her minions - the revenant Kitana, Shao Kahn... and a familiar looking red-coloured cyborg - Sektor "I now have the energy to resculpt the Sands of Time. The Netherrealm's undead army will protect the Keep as I work. Shao Kahn, when will you deliver the Outworld army?" Kronika asks "Soon. It will be mine once Kotal is killed" he replies "And what is your progress, Sektor?" "The Cyber Lin Kuei factory is modified to your specifications. Production exceeds projections" At these words, Kronika smirks. 　

The scene cuts to the desert outside of the Special Forces base. Raiden teleports in, finding Liu Kang and Kung Lao chasing (name) like children bringing a smile to his face "no! get away from me!" she laughed before being dog piled by the monks causing all of them to laugh before it was cut off noticing Raiden and walk toward him. 　

"Lord Raiden, what did the Elder Gods say?" Liu Kang asked "We must find Kronika. Wrest the control of history from her. If we succeed, our destiny can change" he replied "that's easier said than done, Raiden, we've never face anything like this before" (name) voiced her worries "all will be well, Lady (name), have faith. They walk toward the base "So what we were told is true? You were... involved... in our deaths?" "Yes. Had the timeline continued, my decisions would have led to your deaths. But the Elder Gods assure me that such a future is not inevitable. This is but one of many possible timelines" "That is a lot to take on faith" Liu Kang slaps him lightly in the stomach at these words "Rest assured, Kung Lao. I am aware now of what may come. I will not bring harm to either of you. You have my vow" They all come to a halt "Thank you, Lord Raiden" Liu Kang says as he and Kung Lao clasp their hands and bow to him, though Kung Lao still remains suspicious and (name) just shakes her head "We must find Kronika's Keep and strike it, as hard and as fast as we can muster, before all is lost" 　

The scene cuts to inside the Special Forces command centre (name) is going through files to see if theres anything on Kronika or her associates while Kung Lao and Liu Kang have opted to play with Calithea. Calithea waves her arms around as she punches the air making the monks laugh "Calithea what are you doing?" Liu Kang asks smiling down at the girl "I'm being like mommy when she uses fire. one day I'mma be like mommy and protect da realms!" she says with her eyes glittering in the light but then she stops, worrying the men, and she starts sniffing the air before turning to Kung Lao "Mr. Lao why do you smell like mommy?" Kung Lao blushed at the question while Liu Kang looked at his friend suspiciously "b-because I gave your mother a hug?" Calithea tilted her head at the answer before smiling "oh ok!" she said before seeing her mother and running to her giggling. Liu Kang turned to Kung Lao "what really happened?" he asked making Kung Lao smile and walk away saying "I do not KISS and tell" making it clear to Liu Kang to what Kung Lao had done and that he needs to step up his game. 　

The scene cuts to where Raiden is speaking with Cassie over the holographic command table. 　

"What have you learned about Kronika's effect on Earthrealm?" he asked "We're tracking sites around the globe with major temporal anomalies. Picture's still fuzzy..." While Cassie's talking, the older Johnny Cage, sitting with the younger Sonya, looks over at her "Our kid's something, isn't she?" he says proud "Umm... Cage, I'm not "your" Sonya" Johnny immediately looks abashed at this reminder "Sorry. Too easy to forget" As he steps away, Cassie continues talking "We've prioritized info that correlates attacks from the Netherrealm with time anomalies" "Helpful. But we have more to worry about than the Netherrealm" "Yeah, we do. Grandmaster Sub-Zero reports heavy losses to his Lin Kuei clan. The time merger has resurrected his old enemy, Sektor" 　

"Sektor? Was he not the Grandmaster who years ago enslaved the Lin Kuei?" Raiden questioned "That's him" She generates a holographic image of Sektor in his robotic form "He's reactivating and upgrading the same factory he built to convert the Lin Kuei into cyber killing machines" "Undoubtedly to construct new and more powerful Cyber Lin Kuei. Kronika may seek to co-opt them. What of Sub-Zero?" "Already on his way to shut down the factory. Grandmaster Hasashi is going with him" Raiden is shocked "Grandmaster Hasashi? Hanzo Hasashi?" 　

"Yep which reminds me" Cassie turns to (name) who is playing with Calithea "(name)! Grandmaster Hasashi wanted you on the mission with both him and Grandmaster Sub-Zero" (name) sighed out of exhaustion "right...give me their location and I'll teleport there" (name) looks to Calithea, who is pouting "you're going away again aren't you?" she asked "sorry honey but Hanzo needs mommies help" Calithea lights up at Hanzos name "Daddy! you're going to daddy? can I come?! please!" (name) laughs. For as long as she can remember Calithea had referred to Hanzo as her father to which he was happy to hear "sorry I can't it's going to be dangerous and I want you to stay with your aunty cassie and uncle Johnny" Calithea pouts "If you're a good girl I'll take you to the fire gardens to see him when we're done" she perks up and holds out her pinky finger "pinky promise?" (name) smiles and locks her pinky with Calitheas' "Pinky promise"

(name) hands Calithea to Cassie "take care of her. if you let anything happen to my baby trust me" her eyes light up with fire "I'm going to go scorpion on your ass"

#mortal kombat 11 #mortal kombat x reader #mk11 #mk11 x reader #mortal kombat

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tenta-cute · 2 years

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Did you know that Hawkins has its very own urban legend?

If you are a Bad Man, the locals might tell you, the kind of Bad Man who thinks nothing of raising his hand at his wife or his children, you should stay away from the woods at night. There is something out there, they whisper. Something that really doesn't like Bad Men. Something that makes them disappear forever.

They might tell you that it's been happening since the 90s. Even if you don't believe in urban legends, it's hard to deny that it was a difficult time for Hawkins; in '89 a young man was beaten to death by his own father - the first murder Hawkins had seen since the Creel family tragedy some thirty years earlier. The Bad Man who killed his son disappeared without a trace only days later. And after that, other Bad Men started disappearing as well.

It's just a silly old story, of course. Something for the local Boomers to reminisce about. But then a man goes missing. He's a good man. Works in landscaping. His son is on the high school basketball team. There's never been any problems.

(The boy was very good at hiding bruises.)

Officer Steve Harrington has no interest in local urban legends - all he wants to do is solve the case, but first he needs to figure out what's the connection between the missing man, an old Camaro rusting in the junkyard, and a murder case from over thirty years ago.

Unfortunately for Steve, the local urban legend develops a distinct interest in him.

And by that I mean:

Officer Steve Harrington x Vengeful Revenant Billy Hargrove Modern!AU idea??????

#harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #abused kids leave letters in the glove box of the old camaro #to make their abusive parents vanish without a trace #steve falls in love with the angry ghost from the forest #the angry ghost from the forest that can be summoned with a pack of marlboro reds and a six pack

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: X-Men (Comicverse) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: David Haller & Kurt Wagner, David Haller & Kevin MacTaggert, David Haller & Pietro Maximoff, David Haller & Wanda Maximoff, David Haller & Lorna Dane, Theresa Cassidy & David Haller, David Haller & Rogue, Kevin MacTaggert & Kurt Wagner, Pietro Maximoff & Kurt Wagner, Wanda Maximoff & Kurt Wagner, Kurt Wagner & Theresa Cassidy, Rogue & Kurt Wagner, Kevin MacTaggert & Pietro Maximoff, Kevin MacTaggert & Wanda Maximoff, Kevin MacTaggert & Lorna Dane, Lorna Dane & Kurt Wagner, Kevin MacTaggert & Theresa Cassidy, Kevin MacTaggert & Rogue, Pietro Maximoff & Wanda Maximoff, Lorna Dane & Pietro Maximoff, Theresa Cassidy & Pietro Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff & Rogue, Lorna Dane & Wanda Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff & Rogue, Theresa Cassidy & Wanda Maximoff, Theresa Cassidy & Lorna Dane, Lorna Dane & Rogue, Theresa Cassidy & Rogue, Lorna Dane & Pietro Maximoff & Wanda Maximoff, Lorna Dane & Erik Lehnsherr & Pietro Maximoff & Wanda Maximoff, Ruth Aldine/David Haller, Ruth Aldine & Pietro Maximoff, David Haller & Erik Lehnsherr, Sean Cassidy & Theresa Cassidy, Theresa Cassidy & Cain Marko, Kevin MacTaggert & Sean Cassidy, Kevin MacTaggert & Cain Marko, Kevin MacTaggert & Theresa Cassidy & Sean Cassidy, David Haller & Charles Xavier, Theresa Cassidy & Moira MacTaggert, David Haller & Moira MacTaggert, Kevin MacTaggert & Moira MacTaggert, Raven | Mystique & Kurt Wagner Characters: David Haller, Kurt Wagner, Rogue, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Lorna Dane, Theresa Cassidy, Kevin MacTaggert, Ruth Aldine, Erik Lehnsherr, Sean Cassidy, Emma Frost, Cain Marko, Gabrielle Haller Additional Tags: this is NOT David/Ruth friendly, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Past Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Identity Issues, Politics, Elections, Mommy Issues, Daddy Issues, Night Terrors, we are exploring a LOT of trauma in this bad boy, Lots and lots of character development, Past Sexual Abuse, Implied/Referenced Character Death Series: Part 5 of X-Men: Revenant Summary:

While grappling with the losses of their lives and particularly those of the last few weeks- Revenant tries to inspire the formation of their new transitional government. Things don't necessarily go as smoothly as they'd hoped but when do they ever?

#david haller #legion #kurt wagner #nightcrawler #anna-marie lebeau #rogue #pietro maximoff #quicksilver #wanda maximoff #scarlet witch #x-men #x men #xmen #X-Men: Revenant #my fic #my fics #x-men fanfiction #fanfiction

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dvarapala · 8 months

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me, knowing that i'm gonna be busy as heck in september and beyond due to my thesis: what if i make an x-men oc with maddie bailey as the fc, with the power to heal / resurrect herself ala claire from heroes (calling herself revenant)? alternatively: her mutation being a vampire. because that's always fun.

#//also me: what if i make an x men oc with lola tung as the fc?#outofdoors #queue.

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chaoticgeminate · 1 year

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Part of the Iridescence Fictional Universe Locked & Loaded Series

Dave York x Psychic f!Reader Rating: Explicit Word Count: 3.4K

Series Summary: Dave York, retired military sniper and FBMI analyst, is tasked to join and co-lead a new field team with his psychic boss dedicated to combating the rising threat of undead threats in the outer rim of Se'Kvia. The team defies orders to find and eliminate the source of the threat and must run from their enemies and the agency to see their mission through. Warnings: Bad fight scenes, reader is a badass, Dave's team is awesome, someone has the feels

Revenants weren’t just able to show up wherever they damn well wanted, but the only person that you knew of in Se’Kvia who could even use any sort of Death magic didn’t even know how to put a spirit to rest since she had only just begun learning the proper use of her abilities. You couldn’t help but cast another look at your bandaged leg, even with three healing specialists looking at the injury it was not closing and would start to fester if you didn’t use the salve given to you by the doctors from the local hospital.

The absolute worst case scenario would be a scorching salve made with dragon’s blood, voluntarily donated of course, which would not only burn the wound closed but also destroy whatever was prevented coagulation.

Instead of going back you chose to stay at the bed and breakfast, acting as research and communication while the four men on your team worked to look for any evidence of a portal as well as return the restless spirits to the Ether where they belonged until the Consortium’s back up could make it here. Looking over the history of the town once more, not noticing anything too out of the ordinary, you started to dig into what caused it to get deserted by the residents.

Mentions of weird noises at night in people’s homes, pets going missing, and even a child going missing had led to the Council to evacuate the entire area but no reason behind any of it had been found. The homes weren’t built on an area that had been too badly ravaged by the Elder War, there hadn’t been any one event that happened before the reports began cropping up, so you were well and truly just stumped. No mass graveyards hidden under the streets, no major magical mishaps, and that was probably worse to learn than actually finding a possible cause.

“Ma’am? There’s someone here to see you.” Ethrey tapped on the door and fluttered into the room, you’d left it open since all you were doing was research, and the sylph perched on the edge of the dresser with a bow. Walking through that door was a man you hadn’t expected to see again, Juan Badillo offered a sympathy laden look before thanking Ethrey and then moving to sit closer to the foot of the bed.

“Been awhile, Asphodel.” The old nickname was one you couldn’t run from, the letters branded inside your mouth just below your bottom lip even, and your tongue traced the scars reflexively. The ones that nobody would see, that you hadn’t allowed anyone to know about just as ordered, and not even Juan knew about their existence. His brother Liam hadn’t ever told him, not wanting to reveal the true depth of what the Ostrean government was willing to do to their people, sometimes it was best for people to be ignorant.

David had his bullseye and you had your brand.

“That’s certainly true, Juan, you look well. Were you sent in regards to the Revenant?” He nodded and you watched him immediately grab his bag, pulling old hard copies -in some cases more essential than digital- of what appeared to be spell books and rune pages.

“Yes, I also have a… theory in regards to your leg wound. The healers said there was both Death and Blood magic residue, which is what seems to be keeping it from healing, so I called in a favor. Figured that if anyone can fix it the answer would be a vampire, yeah?” Now you looked up, lingering just outside the doorway was a woman that must have been a Sidhe when alive if the other appearance of her was an indicator. Large dark eyes stared at you, even the whites of them were black, with white and silver spots almost like stars and no visible iris or pupil.

“Come in, please.” The vampire dipped her head once, stepping into the room, and your throat tightened at how tall she was. You’d been around your fair share of intimidating women before but the reaction was still the same, her sleek and straight hair was and the poise contrasted the apple green shade of the strands. Even without looking hulking in musculature it was the way she held herself, chin high and eyes clear and forward, mouth set in a straight line with a serious visage that honestly made you wonder what she was thinking.

You honestly didn’t know if you were intimidated or aroused, or both, but she clearly did as her bright red painted lips lifted into a smile.

“Call me Lottie, may I look at your leg?” You nodded and slipped your leg out from under the blankets, the bandages were starting to itch since the salve coating the inside was starting to dry and you hissed at the slight tug on the injury as Lottie began to remove them. The wound hadn’t changed at least and Lottie hummed as she looked right at you before carefully cleaning the salve away from the lowest portion of the wound, using her thumb to gather and taste the blood. You realized after a moment that it was her way of determining where the infection was, if it was in your skin or muscle or blood; isolating the source.

“Is it bad?” You could see her rolling her tongue around her mouth as if she were tasting some sort of an alcohol, which was kind of the case but still a weird thing to think about. You weren’t exactly liking that your brain was comparing you to a juice box right now.

“The infection is not in your blood, likely in the muscle, so unless you want to be stuck on antibiotics for weeks you are going to have to either carve the infected tissue out or use the scorching salve to burn it out at a magic level. I can hold you still, but the longer you let this sit the higher chance you have that it migrates. No blood magic or low grade healing spells will salvage this.” Not the diagnosis you wanted, really, but you couldn’t exactly change it. A low tap at the door made you turn to see David and the team, they looked uncomfortable seeing two strangers in your room but filed in anyway as you pointed to the bench seat near the window and the two chairs.

“Agent Badillo, can you prep the scorching slave?” You glanced at Juan, who was looking at David, and realized belatedly they looked similar -with David looking a little more worn from his life- but he nodded at your request and reached into the locked case to grab the emergency treatment. Lottie shifted so she was able to hold your leg perfectly still, making you bite back a whimper, and Juan slipped on the scale hide gloves before you barely managed to grab your leather belt.

The sound of hissing, the smell of burning skin, and your poorly muffled screech were consuming; you were thrashing but Lottie had no issues holding your leg perfectly still, tears burned at your eyes and trailed down your face and large hands caught yours as David pressed his forehead against your own and stopped you from nearly swatting the vampire and Juan. It was so fucking painful, you’d expected it to hurt but not like this, and sweat began to bead across your skin as the smell got worse as the magic properties of the dragon’s blood began to focus strictly on the lingering magic in your body.

What could have been hours, what could have been minutes, passed and left you breathless with a searing pain that made your limbs tremble. David blinked back at you as your breathing began to even out, as you finally opened your eyes, and you felt exhausted; letting yourself go limp since you didn’t even have the energy to tense up.

“You need to rest.” Lottie’s eyes were gleaming and her voice sounded hypnotic, sweet and syrupy, and your mind seemed to go fuzzy before you realized she’d compulsed you into going to sleep.

You almost cursed her but your heavy eyelids made you fall out of consciousness before you could.

Dave watched the vampire use the green plant salve on the horrific scar seared into your skin, his nose still burned from the smell and he knew he would never be able to shake the image of your pained expression if he tried. Ari’s jaw was tight, Kovac looked like he was going to lose his lunch, and Reznik was looking at the FBMI agent and the vampire with his hand resting on the grip of his silver knife.

“I’m impressed, for a human she endured that better than I expected.” The comment was made so damn calmly by the vampire that Dave’s nostrils flared a little, as a general rule he gave most magic-born and vamps the benefit of the doubt when it came to how sturdy they thought humans were, but it rubbed him the wrong way that anyone would think you were weak or lesser because you were a human psychic.

“Asphodel is a lot sturdier than she looks, human or not, Lottie. Now, these are the documents we were able to uncover in regards to our current information on Revenants.” Dave took the hard files, making sure not to grip the paper too tightly, and locked eyes with Badillo while nodding. He could see from the still present fire of arrogance on the man’s face that this was someone who had been an FBMI agent his entire career, someone who hadn’t seen the real horrors hidden beneath the illusion of near perfect government handling, someone inexperienced and unaware.

How you knew someone like that Dave wouldn’t even try to piece together, given that you’d been a handler before -like him- it was possible you’d worked with the man on the field.

“Lottie and I are going to get the mobile unit set up just outside the town, we’ll do a night patrol, so meet up at oh-six-hundred for information hand-off?” Dave nodded and the two left the room, though Badillo glanced back at your sleeping form, and only when he was sure they were gone did he nod at Art; the man grabbed the crystal from his jacket and circled the room, it would detect magic or technological bugs of any kind. Only once he was certain the room was clean did Dave close the door to activate the privacy spell, leaving him to face the other three men as you slept.

“Thousand dollars that they have more detailed information, so they can swoop in and figure out the problem.” Kovac’s bet was bad, all three men knew how the other field agents operated, and even if it was someone who knew you Dave had no doubt those two would somehow find signs of how the Revenant got here onto this plane. They had successfully put you out of continuing field work, since there was no way in hell you’d be able to use that leg for at least a week, and his fist squeezed tightly at the situation.

“Guess we’ll have to investigate their mobile unit.” Reznik stood up at Dave’s comment and opened one of the cases, grabbing what looked like a normal baseball cap, and as he traded it out with the one on his head Dave watched him disappear. Reznik, despite his large frame, was a trained stealth operative just like the rest of them and one of the lightest on his feet; he slipped out of the room and Dave looked over at Ari and Kovac.

“Compare these runes to the ones in that shipping container house, if they’re similar then that’ll give us a good head start.” The pages of runes and what they did were handed over to the two men, Dave grabbed your work laptop since you’d been looking into the history of the town.

Silence as they worked, only sharing a few comments here and there, wasn’t abnormal and Dave glanced at you again. You wouldn’t be able to walk on that leg, likely needing help into the bathroom at the least and help with showering at the most, and Dave knew that after his display holding you down the other three were likely already suspecting the blurred lines in your relationship. He would have to turn over the responsibility to care for you to one of the others, especially since he was the one in charge if you were out of commission, and Dave hated the ugly stab of annoyance at the idea of one of the others seeing you like he did.

He had no right to feel possessive, this thing between you and him was just about mutual satisfaction, it wasn’t a romantic relationship. Reznik returned within two hours and handed over a larger file, more detailed information and copies of redacted historical accounts wiped from local history books and from the internet. Ari and Kovac joined Reznik in skimming through the hard copies of the runes while Dave took over the history and his jaw tightened with each new secret revealed.

“There was a cult that operated out of Gloamview, they went undetected for decades since they were human psychics and not actively using magic, but they were praying, they were believing, and in doing so they deified a fucking Harvester.” The lesser demons known as Harvesters were only meant to gather the souls of the newly deceased, they lived in a realm of shadows that wasn’t the Ether or Iocrethran. With a Harvester becoming deified he had begun looking for live sacrifices, the evacuation of the town led him to turn on his own followers, and Dave had a feeling this was how a Revenant had gotten loose.

“So we have a lesser demon turned God on the loose, connected to the dead, and there’s a baby-faced FBMI agent with his vampire partner out there as the only ones in the field?” Kovac’s very brief summary led all three men into action, Dave paused after they filed out to glance at you, and then he was activating the locking spell as he closed the door behind him and followed the other two out to the SUV. If they were right then the thing would be more active now that it was night, the town’s supernatural problem as a whole would be worse, and he took the pouch of herbs that Ari handed him and slipped it into his pocket.

Old school protection charms were good enough for normal ghosts, at least.

You were going to murder all of them.

Waking up alone had been terrifying, waking up alone and locked in your room had been worse, and then you’d gone through the entire evidence folder and realized what sort of supernatural bullshit your team was facing and now you were ready to give all five FBMI operatives out there the bitch fit of a century. Juan was not going to hear the end of it for trying to hide necessary documents from you or your team. Redacted information or not you’d been given access the second you were assigned to this job, and he knew it.

Limping over to your bag was enough to make you sweat, your leg muscles destroyed because of the scorching salve, but you didn’t have a choice. Not a single one of them was equipped to handle a damn Harvester, deified or not, and you grabbed the Bacta syringe and stared at the liquid drug for a long moment. It was a miracle potion that would let you get out there and do your job, of course, but you had ten hours tops before you went loopy and passed out from how much you would need to heal your leg.

Revealing that you’d brought the very potent -very illegal outside strict medical handling- drug was not something you wanted to do, which was why you’d opted to use the scorching salve in the first place. You removed the cap on the needle and gave yourself the shot before you could continue hesitating, the immediate effect was numbing the pain in your leg and allowing you to move around the room freely -albeit slower- and get yourself ready to retrieve your idiots.

Ethrey and Cinnelan would stop you if you tried to leave through the front so, carefully, you used the window and shut it behind you after gearing up. Your leg still ached but it wasn’t nearly as bad as when you’d been injured or when you’d woken up, hell it wasn’t as bad as when Juan had used that damn salve on you. The SUV was gone, like you suspected, but you had a backup. When you’d gone out to the site earlier you had made sure to slap a single-use gate charm into the doorway of the building you’d fought the Revenant of, which you kept a fair stock of thanks to knowing a rune binder, so it was as easy as grabbing the corresponding sheet of enchanted paper and drawing the last symbol on the center rune to activate the spell.

The pulling sensation was sickening, you didn’t travel through the portals much -if at all- anymore, and your feet landed hard on the concrete; a look around showed the it seemed empty at a glance. But you could hear the distant, yet not, sound of death rattle and followed it to the abandoned community center up the road just in time to see Reznik get thrown by the Harvester and collide with Juan in a tumble as the latter was unable to get out of the way in time.

Ari was trying to hastily draw up a circle, with Kovac assisting, but the Harvester kept phasing in and out of places making it impossible to pin down. You reached into your belt and grabbed a handful of runic sutras that had been made and charged well in advance, while your psychic powers couldn’t amplify their power the way true magic born could it was enough to activate them, and with a soft exhale you opened your senses. You were prepared for the influx of noise from the lingering spirits, the deep chanting of prayer however was the clear reason this Harvester had stayed so strong and was still a Deity.

You dove into the building and went right for the first chanting spirit, the sutra crackling as it banished the spirit at the first contact, and you heard the outraged wail of the demon behind you. A large body collided with yours and David’s breathing was loud in your ear, the Harvester was dragged away by Reznik and Lottie together and you were scrambling back to your feet.

“How the hell are you-“

“Bacta shot. I’ve got to banish the rest of his followers, cover me.”

David’s expression went dark, he knew just how risky Bacta use was in a liquid dose and you suspected he was going to try and tell you off when this was done. But for now he nodded and you began to make your way around the building with him at your back, using silver bullets to pin down the Harvester whenever you found a new spirit, and each blow to the lesser demon’s power made it more and more desperate. Walls were collapsed as it attempted to target you, as it tried to focus its efforts solely on stopping you, and Lottie barely managed to save you from the nasty tumble down the basement stairs.

You found the last spirit hidden in what looked like it had been a pottery kiln, turned into a grave by the looks of things, but Dave’s shout of alarm was drowned out by the death rattle before you were swatted into one of the support beams scattered across the room. The ache in your chest was muted because of the liquid Bacta, it was still very present in your blood stream and healing you as you went, but the more you got injured and the more you ran around meant it was being processed faster.

Everyone had been forced downstairs, since this was where you were, and the Harvester eyed all of you as you surrounded it; the lesser demon was hunchbacked, its beady eyes focusing on you, but before you could even start to prep its banishment a lot of spiritual noise kicked up and you reeled back from how badly it hurt. David reached out to steady you and in the cacophony of sound you heard chanting, barely looking up in time to see a void of darkness engulf the deity and leaving the entire place empty. Your head throbbed and David maybe had a second’s notice before your eyes drooped and you blacked out again.

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------michiel huisman . cis male . he/his . wasn’t that eben anastase walking the palace grounds ? it’s nice to see the lord of danruba out and about on such a fine day as this. i’ve heard from the court spies that they are notoriously apathetic, whilst also managing to be quite charming. the thirty-seven year old is eager to find out who exactly is behind the killings from what’s being said at court. i heard that they themselves are vrajiit ( life-force absorption ). it’s funny, whenever i think of them, i think of well-fitted leather armor, the gleam of polished silver and emeralds, and the scent of petrichor on a thick-foggy morning. great to see the revenant around, isn’t it ?

small stats

name: eben visser anastase. age: 37. status: lord of danruba, soldier in the vrajiit army. sexuality: grey-heteromantic heterosexual. species: human - vrajiit. power: life-force absorption. hair color: dark brown. eye color: hazel, favoring greys and greens. height: 6′0″. build: athletic - lean muscle. character comparison: edward fairfax rochester (jane eyre), jaime lannister (game of thrones), doc holliday (wynonna earp), boromir (lord of the rings), rick blaine (casablanca), don draper (mad men), perry cox (scrubs), tony soprano (the sopranos), kirk lazarus (tropic thunder), man in black (westworld). && daario naharis (game of thrones), han solo (star wars), thancred waters (final fantasy xiv), dante sparda (devil may cry), rogue (x-men).

biography

war was always in his blood, and blessed was his birth. though not the only child in the anastase noble line born a vrajiit, eben was often reminded of his place in the world growing up. destined for great things. to him it simply meant that people would always want him for something - and a young child imagined that could be nothing but GOOD. a young child knows very little.

the winds in danruba are harsh and unforgiving, the clime caring little for life settling there, trying to flourish. eben learned how to survive in the tundra, though it was never imagined he would ACTUALLY require that knowledge ( better to know and never need it, than need it and never know ). hunting was for sport and survival, the feats of each kill brought back and served for meals, the hides tanned into leathers, furs made for blankets on well-stuffed mattresses. it was certainly a cushy life for a little lordling. he was spoiled in the sense that he was always watched ---his company was always desired, his attention always demanded here or there. he didn’t quite understand why. merely that something great would be expected of him.

shortly after his sixteenth birthday, and when his mind was still full of boyish hope and folly, eben was sent to the vrajiit academy. he excelled at combat, though toyful of his capabilities ( the power to take a life with just a touch seemed limitless ) and for five years he served his country faithfully in the military. he was certain he did his lord father and lady mother proud, and certainly his sharpened prowess was what leant him to being sent into battle rather than being posted in danruba - rather than being returned home under conscription. IN HIS MIND, THESE WERE THE BEST YEARS OF HIS LIFE.

at 21 he was released from his duties to the military. four years he lingered in danruba, living his life as a lord with a semblance of that boyish charm ever-present on his face. with the castle always open to the citizens of his home he saw many faces, learned many stories, met many men and women as they came and went. he fell in love. a glorious and terrifying emotion, one as tumultuous as the sea ‘neath stormy clouds ---he felt the same rush from spending time with the blacksmith’s daughter. she was kind to him, treated him not like he was a prize, a blessed child ---but like he was human.

those same emotions betrayed him, ultimately. she passed beneath him amidst their passionate tryst, his touch and kiss-starved lips passing a death knell over her, life draining from her in a quick instant. HE FELT BETRAYED BY HIS OWN HEART. surely an emotion such as love was meant to be gleeful, it had only brought him happiness before this moment ---surely it was love that killed her. ( introspection would have shared it was the surge of emotion itself, that for all of the battle-wise training eben had learned throughout his life he’d never quite honed how to cease the flow of his power when his feelings crested like a breaking wave ). but introspection was beyond him. grieving, eben withdrew into himself.

the shift from somewhat jovial young lord to apathetic and detached was like the phase of the moon changing. while he wasn’t asocial he seemed less engaged, some form of self-inflicted punishment for suffering to care for another person on such a level. at 25 he re-enlisted in the vrajiit military, the decision to do something more than suffer the company of others final. if his touch was meant to kill, he’d see it to purpose. and so it has served him for those past 12 years, a loyal warrior to the crown through choice, pleased to keep his solitude.

personality

where once eben could be described as talkative, energetic, and impish now only remains an echo of that former self. a man, as it were ---hardened both by battle and personal trauma and lead by self-inflicted punishment. he’s quiet and apathetic, more keen to sit back and observe a situation rather than be the first to participate in it - as if playing a long and drawn-out match of chess. though he is not asocial, and he doesn’t scorn the touch of a woman in the slightest ---he merely chooses not to find emotional attachment in any of his interpersonal relationships.

HOWEVER HE CAN BE QUITE CHARMING WHEN HE NEEDS TO BE, flashing a handsome smile or using silver-tongued wit ---the skills of nobility. eben is less likely to lean on his birth standing and more akin to see a problem to a quick end. he is the product of his own experiences. tactical in thought but ruthless in execution, eben isn’t one to dance around a topic or point - he will bluntly state it.

though it is incredibly obvious that the emotional scars of his experience still linger. perhaps it’s the circumstance of where he was raised ( the infinitely colder climate of danruba ), or his station as a military man that finds him always wearing leathers over his hands and never quite exposing the flesh where one might be drawn to touch. physical intimacy is met with only the desire to feel that particular pleasure and nothing else ---though it’s worth noting that to be safe HE NEVER TOUCHES HIS FAMILY WITH HIS BARE HANDS. lest something happen to them that similarly befell his once romance.

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Revenant 12

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 Pt5 Pt6 Pt7 Pt8 Pt9 Pt10 Pt11

Na'vi!Colonel Quaritch x Na'vi!Reader

Warnings >~< = None (soon :))

Miles pursed his lips as he listened on, his ears laid flat to his head.

He heard you thrash and fight, his name leaving your lips in desparate cries. Still, he didn't move - his hands twitching at his sides to reach out for you.

He reminded himself that you both needed this - it was a harsh but necessary wake up call.

You weren't his to keep.

Once he was sure you where strapped to the railing, your shouts having quietened down to weak cries, he looked at where you had been previously stood.

Lyle for once looked unsure of himself, his eyes stuck on where you were tied up.

Miles gritted his teeth, fangs grazing his bottom lip at his second in command - an ugly feeling of betrayal bubbling up in his chest.

He'd deal with him later.

Pushing himself to walk over to the railing, he kept his eyes trained on the real enemy - your death stare putting him on edge as he surveyed the water.

You could feel your anger pumping through your veins, you nails digging subconsciously into your palms as you eyed Miles, lips set into a deep scowl.

He was just over a metre away from you, face pointed up and away from you.

'You are a coward.' You spoke lowly, venom dripping from your voice.

He had betrayed you, after everything you had given to him.

You wanted to cut away your restraints and tear him limb from limb - force him to look at you, feel the anger behind each of your attacks until his very soul trembled from your wrath.

However, you knew you couldn't.

You hands would seize the moment they'd even graze his throat.

Breathing out, you opted to instead look out at the ocean, the floor below you wet and cold - goosebumps raising along your legs.

Your eyes narrowed as you saw a herd of tsurak emerge from behind a large rock, their wings flapping as they hovered just above the water.

You couldn't see the faces of their riders, but your heart filled with both hope and dread at once.

You could sense a war, the oncoming Metkayian clan roaring in fury.

Glancing up at Miles, you watched as he reached for the tied up boy in front of him - yanking something from his ear before holding it up to his.

'Jake..' You frowned at his taunting tone, his voice fake and almost unfamiliar.

'Tell your friends to stand down. You want your kids back? Come out alone.' You felt your fangs dig into your lip as you processed his words.

They were bait.

'You know better than to test my resolve.' His words were slow as he reach for his belt, big hands grasping his revolver.

As soon as you saw him pull it out, you stood up - hissing and pulling at your restraints like a chained animal.

Immediately, Miles looked towards you - gun still pointed at the boy in front of him.

'Don't you dare Miles! He's a child-'

'Knees.'

You where taken aback at his cold tone, his eyes unwavering as you hissed again.

'Now.' He bared his teeth back at you, voice powerful as he glanced down at the ground before back at you.

You swallowed thickly, your lips twitching to bite back at him before you eventually gave in and kneeled back down, sitting on your hunches and your tail swaying behind you in frustration.

You both held eye contact before you looked away, ears flat in submission.

You had no winning chance.

'I took you under my wing, Jake - you betrayed me.' You ears twitched at the new information.

'You killed your own. Good men, good woman.' Miles paused.

'And I will not hesitate to execute your kid.'

Miles tightened his grip around his weapon as he strained his ears for a response through the receiver clutched in his other hand.

Grinding his teeth together at the lack of one, he narrowed his eyes - waiting for something, anything, to happen.

He could feel your eyes on him, you stare like lasers.

His chest felt heavy, his lungs tightening up as he thought of all the things that must've been running through your head, throat tight as he swallowed.

He didn't have a choice though.

'Check your fire. I'm coming out.' Jake voice was muffled but his words were clear enough.

This was it.

This was why Miles had trekked this entire way to do, why you were even on this ship - however he couldn't bring himself to feel anything, his body void of emotion.

Even his vengeance - it all seemed shallow.

Just as he began to see Jake separate from his group, he glanced down at where you were sat. You had leaned your side against the railing, ears flat and chin tipped down.

Utterly defeated.

He hated it.

He knew you were scared and angry, cornered like a wounded animal ready to be slaughtered and feasted on by the hungry wolves around you.

He wanted to reach out and reassure you that everything was going to be fine - that you were safe.

But even he knew that was a lie.

Just as he lowered his gun to his side, he saw it. The odd way the water below moved, giant ripples surfacing before an enormous body broke through - growing tall enough to cast a shadow on the ship.

Everything was oddly silent as everyone watched on in shock, not even realising before it was too late and the beast was flopping over and directly on top of them.

You gasped as the sudden appearance of the Tulkun, it's body landing just over a few meters from you - the ship rocking harshly in response.

It's harsh landing seemed snapped everyone back, shots immediately firing.

You cried out at the unfamiliar loud bangs, attempting to curl up and duck your head under your hands, eyes screwed shut as pure fear cursed through you.

You tried to make yourself seem as small as possible, lifting your tail and curling it around your legs as everyone around you shouted to each other, guns continuously firing.

You flinched as you felt large hands wrap around your tied wrists, manoeuvring them.

Your eyes shot open as you felt yourself being freed, blinking as you looked up - eyes landing on Miles, who was leaned over you.

He look concentrated as he threw the handlink over the railing, eyes narrowed as he looked back down at you.

'Miles-' You whined, lip trembling as you called out to him - pure fear and desperation in your voice.

You watched as his eyes softened, ears flattening as he leaned down from his crouched position next to you, hands reaching out and sliding around your curled up form.

He pulled you closer, supporting you as he began to lift you up bridal style - encouraging you to tuck yourself under his neck, his heart beating erratically under your cheek..

At that moment, you wedged yourself as close as possible to him - his presense alone easing your terror despite the open fire surrounding you.

You focused on evening out your inconstant breathes as you felt him carry you away, eyes screwed shut as you breathed him in like oxygen.

'I got you.'

You whimpered at his words, lifting your arm to wrap it around his neck.

Your mind had completely cleared, the only thing circling around in your head was the warm and soothing feeling of safety - pushing you to forget bout the earlier transgressions of the same man who now held you as if you were delicate flower.

When you reopened your eyes, you were in the same hallway from earlier - your body bouncing slightly from Miles's quick steps.

You immediately stiffened when he came to a stop in front of a familiar door.

The same door that you barged through on your first day here, that concealed the same room when Miles had first touched you.

However, you felt you heart drop as you thought of reasons as to why he’d bring you here.

He was leaving you.

You started to shake your head as you watched him begin to unlock the door, the same arm that was wrapped around his neck beginning to clutch at the fabric of his shirt in a desparate fist.

'Miles, no please-' You panicked as he walked in the open door.

'No!' You argued fearfully as he gently placed you on the ground, your chest still being pressed up to him as you begged helplessly.

'Princess please - look, listen to me.' He cut off your cries, soothing hands lifting up to cup at your dampening cheeks from your growing tears.

His palms swallowed your face, your eyes reddening the more worked up you got.

'Please don't - don't leave me here.' You cried, lifting your own hands to cover his wrists, squeezing them in emphasise.

You watched his eyes bounce over your features, eyebrows furrowed at your shaking figure huddled up against him before landing on your plump pouted lips.

You weren't expecting his sudden kiss, his head gently lowering closer to your before his lips were pressed up against you.

Almost immediately you slowed down and kissed him back, your wet nose softly brushing against him.

Miles would've laughed at your now quietened state if it had been any other circumstance.

But for now, he basked in the feeling of you against him - your body desperately trying to press closer to him - both your lips almost attempting to consume each other.

Nothing had ever felt so right.

Once Miles felt his lungs run out, he slowly pulled away - your face almost following him as you blinked your eyes open up at him, your tail suddenly coming up and pressing against the outside of Miles's thigh.

Not wanting you too far away, he took the hand on your cheek and instead used it to cup the back of your neck, leaning back down and simultaneously pulling you up until your foreheads rested together.

'I have to go.'

He hated to cut your moment together short but he need to make sure that you where truly safe here. That one one but him would be able to reach you.

This time you only whimpered in response but otherwise didn't argue.

You could be such an obedient thing when you wanted to be..

'Be good for me and stay here - behave.' He blinked down at you slowly, watching as you admired his features before catching his eyes once again.

You nodded gently.

'That's my good girl.' He spoke lowly as he lifted his chin to press a kiss to your forehead, the scent from your hair invading his nose as he breathed you in.

You tucked your bottom lip under your teeth when he pulled away, willing yourself not to cry and he turned and unlocked the door.

He didn't look back as he left the room but you watched at his chin tilted right - almost as if he was but thought better off it just before the door shut.

You crossed and tucked your arms close as the immediate loneliness began to seep in before you turned, eyes landing on the familiar table.

You didn't think twice as you walked over to it before ducking down and under it, tucking yourself into a ball - the added shelter already making you feel less on edge.

In that moment, you had finally decided.

You no longer cared that you had been taken from your home, that you were on a enemy ship or that you had happily slept in the arms of an 'enemy'.

You just couldn't bring yourself to care anymore.

You were sick of feeling like a traitor, simultaneously hating your self for the way he made you feel - because fact is, you loved it.

You loved his touches, the rough and the gentle. You loved his stares as he took you in. You loved his hidden compassion. You loved his odd names. You loved how he so desperately wanted to consume you.

So instead, you'd embrace it.

Resisting hadn't gotten you far anyways.

Resting your head against your knees, you stared distantly at the ground - continuously thinking of when your Miles would be back for you.

If you couldn't sense, Revenant is coming to a close end - I'm not to sure how many chapter are left/i'll write but i have planned out the ending :))

Kofi <3

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