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your-poetic-lifeline · 2 months
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Maybe some head canons of characters received gifts or small amounts of affection. Revenant perhaps?
showing kindness to robots sure turns them squishy like humans, hm?
think of this as a late valentines post
The Legends Receiving Gifts & Affection
characters included: revenant, loba, caustic
consist of: sweetness! long ass headcanons oops! and some vague gift ideas.
word count: 900+ (906 if you’re curious)
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Revenant
- There isn’t a lot he’d expect as a gift, given that a lot of things wouldn’t be of use for him. The idea of gifts actually slipped his mind completely until the first time you gave him one. It was a nice little headband.
- He stared at it blankly in his hands. He wasn’t sure why you were giving him gift, but upon looking at it some more, he came to appreciate it.
- He gives thanks with a simple hum. When he’s alone, he’s fiddling with the fabric and deep in thought.
- He likes it a lot. He thinks it’s practical. And subconsciously, the color/pattern is a nice contrast to the red that takes over his design. Makes him feel… a little nice about himself?
- He never thought he’d have the capacity to accept and appreciate a gift. He certainly can’t remember the last time he did or if he ever did.
- Is secretly hoping for more. if his faceplate could move, the idea of getting gifts from you would bring a faint smile to it.
- He also craves affection (it’s a co-requisite with pretty much any other love language you choose to express)
- the act does something funny but exhilarating to his processors.
- Any act of affection could make him swoon in some way, but he usually tries to play it off with a sound feigning annoyance.
- Is secretly holding back a love-filled sigh when you give him soft kisses or subtle, fleeting touches
- my boy just wants some love. it’s a different experience for him and he chases it willfully
Loba
- Loves and appreciates every gift you give her. It doesn’t matter if she can steal anything she desires. The love put into a gift is more than thieving can outdo. The gifts she receives from you makes her swoon every time.
- “Oh darling… this is just as beautiful as the last. Thank you…”
- Biiiig smooch on your cheek or forehead as she continues to look over the item.
- She truly accepts every gift whether it’s jewelry or otherwise, expensive or not. She likes that the gifts you give her reflect your inner mind. Even if it was some obscure, handheld item, she’d find it cute/interesting and would find somewhere to display it or put it to use
- And she’s a huge gift giver herself! She’ll give you anything you ask for or even vaguely mention.
- “Now it’s my turn to give you something nice darling. No really, you deserve it my love.”
- Pretty much gives you twice the amount of gifts you give her
- She’s also very careful with you. If she decides to get you anything expensive, she’s sure to double check that it’s nothing too expensive or rare enough for someone to try and track. She doesn’t want you in danger because of a reckless steal.
- Is elated sharing gifts and other things with you. She’s very, very affectionate and seeing you in a good mood puts her in a good mood.
- She sometimes glances at you and simply decides to attack your face with kisses. Is always caressing your face as she just adores you.
- “You are so gorgeous…”
Caustic
- Ugh i cant stand this guy (lying)
- If you give him something, you may have to be a little patient with him.
- When you first started giving him things, he refused them.
- “You can have it back. I have no need for your obnoxious trinkets.”
- After a couple of attempts though he starts to accept them, but usually doesn’t even open them until days later. Chances are if you place it somewhere where he can see it constantly, he might open it a little sooner.
- If you give it to him unwrapped, that’s even better. It pushes him to see it for what it is and accept it. His reaction is barely a hum of approval, but he takes it nonetheless and moves on.
- When he’s alone he observes it meticulously. Truthfully, he thinks fondly of your gifts. Even if he wouldn’t deem them useful, they still get some appreciation.
- Has a spot somewhere where your gifts are all huddled up and subtly on display. He personally doesn’t like gifts, but the fact you occasionally give him things is something he can appreciate as well.
- He kind of wants to give you something in return, but is super bad with gifts.
- And being genuine.
- And nice. lol.
- He’s quite the observer though so he recalls your interests or anything else you’ve talked about to come up with a gift idea.
- Goes for something simple. He’s way too flustered to give you anything too specific because he knows you’d point out his attention to detail.
- He’d try not to make it a big deal when he gives it to you as well. Will stomp up to you and simply place it in front of you.
- Behind his brash demeanor, he’s actually smiling, satisfied with himself when your reaction to the gift is positive.
- When it comes to affection, he prefers to keep it to a minimum. But moments like these where you’re really happy loosen him up a bit and he may let you dote on him however you’d like.
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boobav · 4 months
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Sanguine
Revenant x Reader
content: angsty & smutty drabble, I guess a happy ending?
word count: 1k
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He could offer you nothing.  
During dark hours where his metal hands slithered along your body is when he felt this realisation most deeply. He could give you no warmth, no child- he couldn't even kiss you. Kaleb wasn't even sure if he could love you, a simple thing to most, but to him, one who hadn't felt the touch of such a thing during centuries of life, he wasn't sure at all. 
And yet, time and time again, you came to him.  
You pressed hot kisses against this face forced upon him and sighed in content at each one. His fingers knead the flesh of your hip as you straddle him in his plain, undecorated room, and he listens as your heart thrums quick and hard between your ribs. He undoes your shirt buttons deftly and hums as your hands move to cup his face.  
He was vile. He was the villain in countless stories, the shadow waiting in the dark; he'd told you so countless times. Months upon months piled up like paperwork, but for some reason, you continued to disregard his verbal attacks and senseless force. You stayed, a thorn in his side that continued to remind him that he was still much too human. When he fucks you like a man starved, he finds himself yearning for his long-dead body, for his blue eyes and smooth voice, not for himself, but for you. So you could be normal, you could be warm, and safe, and content. So you could feel more than steel and rage with your gentle touch. 
He brushes his unmoving, metal lips over your neck as your shirt is thrown across the room. He knows that you'll leave him- of course you will. As he helps you discard your shorts, he thinks, and he knows. How could you ever be content with a monster? With a monster who lacks every desirable aspect of humanity, with a monster who can't mutter out I love you, even when it weighs down on his fake tongue and strangles him with its twisting fingers.
And as he enters you, silicone and steel, he knows he will never be enough. No amount of metal can recreate what you need, what you deserve. His hands squeeze your thighs as he fucks up into you, carnally, face shoved into the crook of your neck to stifle his own noises as you moan his name, his real name, and he thinks of what a sick joke his life is; he holds perfection in his hands, he hears it cry his lost name, but he will never be enough. 
"Are you okay?" Your voice comes out breathy, broken, and Kaleb stills within you. You bring a hand to his face, guiding it away from your neck. Of course, you could decipher nothing from his expression, for it never changed, still as the mountains no matter the situation. But you could tell from his silence that something was bothering him behind those yellow eyes.  
"Yeah." Is all he says, and leans in, waiting for you to press a warm kiss against his cold lips. And you do, humming as he moves his hips again, slowing the pace slightly.  
You want to prod; you want to beg him for his real thoughts. But getting those out of Kaleb was nigh impossible. Rarely, on a cool summer night stargazing, something about his past or present turmoil will spill from his lips, and you cherish it, you love his words because you love him. But you knew that pushing him for vulnerability was a mistake, no matter how much your heart hurt for him.  
And he knew he was stupid. He knew that he was ruining the one good thing in his pathetic life by not opening up, by fucking you and pretending there was nothing to it besides lust. His eyes are trained on you as you throw your head back with a moan; he eyes the bead of sweat rolling down your neck, he eyes your lips, your closed eyes, the curve of your nose. He feels the ghost of his heart flutter and thump with humanity, and he hates it.  
He hates it because he knows, deep down in the pitiful thing he calls a soul, he knows that you will leave him. He knows that this will not last, that the butterflies in his chassis that swarm when he sees you will die, because you will realise that he can offer you nothing. He shoves his face back into your neck as he cums, mechanical hips stuttering against your bruised skin, a synthesised groan of both ecstasy and agony crawling from his throat.  
You drag him down into bed with you, and unlike every other time, you are met with no resistance. You cling to his metal frame like ivy, sighing at all the words left unsaid that linger in the air, making it stale and unbreathable.  
"Kaleb?" You ask with a nervous lilt.  
"Hm?" His hum sounds somehow exhausted.  
"You know I'd never leave you, right?"  
"I know. You tell me this every day." He wants to slam his head against the wall for responding to your sincerity with sarcasm. Yet, despite your constant statements, he can't bring himself to believe you- because he knows better. He knows that eventually you'll run off. As soon as you get a taste of the humanity absent in Kaleb through someone else, you will leave. It'll fill your lungs and pump through your heart like fire, and you'll be wondering why you wasted your time on him at all.
But, even so- as you mumble against his chest and hold him somehow tighter, he can't crush that fluttering of hope inside him that maybe...  
Maybe you won't leave.
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cryptonite-exe · 1 year
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the funniest thing about revenant is how this motherfucker really believed humans can casually climb a hundred story building
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1-800-c0sm1c · 1 year
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꒰win it all !꒱
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to build hype around the new season, your arrival to the games was kept a secret up until it went live, and some legends had more notable reactions than others.
character x legend!reader
includes crypto, octane, and mirage !
a/n : im sorry ive been gone but look i made you some contenttttt daddy made you your favorite open wide 🥳. im noticing a severe lack of apex fanfics rn so here is my contribution 🤲.
warnings : mentions of stalking (average crypto behavior), drugs (average octane behavior), & mentions of hooking up (you guessed it, average mirage behavior).
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CRYPTO // TAEJOON PARK: 
crypto doesnt like surprises, period. its one thing if its mediocre like a birthday party, but a whole person was hidden under his nose and he had no idea? unacceptable.
in summary, youve shattered his ego simply from your presence. not cool.
hes not really known for looking approachable either, so unless youve got the balls or stupidity to talk to him, hell keep to himself and sulk. this sets back any plans he had in the back of his mind by a whole season.
when you introduce yourself to him on the dropship he practically ignores you, acting as if anything else is more interesting than this small talk.
"hi im y/n, ive heard a lot about you from mirage. nice to meet you!" he rolls his eyes, witt is always one to blabber about others.
you scoff at his response, "dont expect me to be as open and idiotic as elliott." he almost adds you to that list, but holds back on it. if anything lifeline has told him holds weight, you could be useful to get information from the syndicate.
"im crypto by the way." he continues, if he plays his cards right you could almost be worth his time.
getting paired with you and mirage was almost comical, its as if the games were trying to make his life as hard as possible.
you got along annoyingly well with mirage, but you seemed more hesitant when it came to crypto, which was truly bothered him. (it was not jealousy at all. he was not jealous whatsoever. nope, definitely not.)
hes struggling to interact with you, like he does with most of the other legends, but youre a different case due to how useful you could be to him. thats usually the reasoning he uses when he racks his brain for ideas to come across less mean without irreparably ruining his reputation.
as if his prayers had been answered, a few hours after your first game you appear in the doorway to his room with a piece of high tech equipment in your hand. but your expression is different from how it was before. you appear upset, how can you be angry with him already? youve barely interacted!
if you want to be pissy, so can he. "can i help you? he asks, annoyance in his voice. "im almost sure you can, brilliant hacker." you drop the equipment in front of him on his desk, distracting him from his current project. he scowls. "what exactly am i looking at here?" you roll your eyes. "you tell me, this is clearly yours right? found it in my room." 
he examines the object, looks like a hidden camera. "ive never seen this before, if you want me to fix it call someone else, im not tech support." he pushes it to the side, but youre not having it. "nuh-uh, you cant brush this off. i know youve created the cameras used to record the games, this has to be your tech!"
so you think hes stalking you? thats a good idea honestly, he wish he had thought of it first. "just because i created those doesnt mean i also designed this. looks like someone else wants to keep an eye on you. got anyone in mind?" you pause for a moment, letting his words sink in. why cant it just be an open and shut case?
"i have no idea, i just got here! is anyone else even knowledgeable enough to design something like this?" he shrugs. "looks can be deceiving." "will you at least help me figure out whos stalking me?" he wants to say no. he knows its bad news, especially for someone like him to get involved in. but its a great opportunity to get closer to you. closer to his end goal, and despite it truly not being the only reason, he decides its good enough for him. "i guess i can make time, tell me about your interactions since youve joined." 
from this point on, you and crypto get much closer, it feels like he knows everything about you. (maybe he does honestly 💀.)
but you can tell hes getting frustrated when it comes to the hidden camera, and you cant help but feel like a nuisance. 
on the surface, crypto looks like you are whats stressing him out. why hes angrier than usual, why hes drowning himself in his work. and in a way thats true, but not exactly.
in reality, hes more worried for your safety. your arrival was an entire surprise, so how could someone have infiltrated your room to begin with? he cant figure it out, and almost entirely forgets the original reason he wanted to get to know you. 
its no longer a matter of getting information, that can wait. he has all season after all. but someone else trying to watch you? he wont tolerate it, and wants it to be the first thing thats fixed, he likes you much better when youre not paranoid, not like him.
OCTANE // OCTAVIO SILVA:
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HYPED!!! another legend is always exciting to octane, even more so when he gets lucky enough to be paired with them.
octavio can be a bit much at times, but you match his energy almost perfectly! 
dedication to the apex games, and genuinely having a great time, not finding him annoying??? he should ask if youre into hard drugs too at this point.
anyone who goes up against the two of you on a team together should fear for their lives. octane swears hes never had so much fun in a match before. (almost as much fun as id have if kings canyon was in the map rotation this season ☹.)
theres a voice in the back of his head that he cant shake, telling him youre someone sent from the syndicate to mess with him, or maybe something worse.
he doesnt want to risk making you upset with him (like some other legends) so he reluctantly keeps these thoughts to himself, but due to his online personality being so similar to his real self, you almost immediately notice a change.
you decide to confront octane after the match, and originally he completely disregards your questions.
"what are you on about, compadre? im fine, really!" but youre not having it, and octane knows youre not going to drop this so easily.
"i just cant help but think this isnt how you usually act outside of games." you shrug when he asks for your reasoning of pressing on. "well how would you know? you just got here." he chuckles. "which i think is exactly why youre hiding things from me. i understand though, its hard to trust someone you just met. i only had an outsiders perspective up until a few hours ago."
"thats exactly whats so scary about you amigo. you seem like youre some fuckin syndicate spy!" "why? because we get along?" octane sighs. maybe having a legend who understands him is a bad thing. its easier to justify someone who hates him, theres plenty reason to. but like him? enjoy his company? hes confused, to say the least.
hes frantically reaching for one of his stims, if his mind is going to be racing so frantically, the rest of his body might as well do the same. "lets leave this here for now, yeah? ive got some videos to film!" he gets up quickly, but stops dead in his tracks when you offer to help him with his stunts. he whips around back over to you. "you sure?" you nod with a smile that might make him more energetic than any stim could. "alright cmon cmon cmon! i hope you known how to hold a camera, if you miss any good shots im gonna be pissed!"
rumors start about octanes elusive camera operator, all kinds of misinformation spreads too, some of it crazier than others. 
you personally find it funny, sometimes tempting the viewers by almost flipping it around to show your face, but youre stopped by octane and his ridiculously fast reflexes everytime.
"hey hey amigo no need to ruin the mystery! plus you totally just didnt film that awesome stunt i just did! what am i paying you for!?" 
you try your best to stop yourself from laughing, but at this point youre sure it must be obvious its you behind the camera, youre just going along with the "mystery" because octane asked you to by whispering in your ear that it "increases his interaction" or whatever influencer bullshit. (you were more focused on his voice than what he was saying tbh 🧍.)
the other legends are sick of you two at this point, and are just about ready to expose the "secret" to get octane to shut up 😭. when i say you guys are always together doing stupid shit i mean ALWAYS!!
MIRAGE // ELLIOTT WITT:
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a flirt wbk. expect to be invited to lots of yacht parties.
mirage is known to have a very welcoming aura, and you noticed this the second you first interacted on the dropship. (anyone wanna take me out? come find me 🤭.)
you guys are on the same team for tdm, and he is almost constantly by your side.
someone sneaks up behind you? hes already sending a decoy their way so you can get the upper hand.
in case you miss? no worries, hes right behind you with pinpoint accuracy. (talk about a great first impression.)
you guys absolutely crushed the opposite team 50-15, and mirage hurriedly rushes over to you the second the match is concluded to invite you to his celebration party that night.
youre more surprised he has the energy to still keep going after such an intensive match, and you barely get the chance to say maybe before hes walking away excitedly.
uh, actually i might sit this one out-" "cool, cool, cool. ill see you tonight!"
lets just say things get… interesting on the mirage a trois 😀.)
you hooked up on the boat okay, youre not the first (and might not be the last either.)
parties werent necessarily your thing, but after elliott had practically won the game for you today, you figured showing up was the least you could do to return the favor. you were honestly just hoping the yacht didnt blow up like youd heard about his other ones doing…
you arrive way later than everyone else in hopes that you arent the first person there, but your current situation is almost just as awkward as everyone assumes you managed to get lost on your way here. (as if you could miss mirages yacht if you tried…) however, you probably did look just as lost as everyone assumed you were while trying to find mirage in the sea of decoys and other party guests.
when you finally stop getting bamboozled and find the real mirage, you try to explain you were only stopping by out of politeness, but hes not having any of it. "what do you mean youre leaving already? weve gotta make up for all the partying time lost while you werent here!" he hands you a drink and leads you to a table with crypto and wattson, who seem to have just had an… important conversation interrupted with your presence.
"if theres anyone you wanna get to know in the games, other than me of course, these are the legends!" youre almost amazed at how mirage chooses to ignore the awkward atmosphere hes created, and manages to smooth it over in record time as well. crypto looks as annoyed as ever, meanwhile wattson attempts her best at a conversation with the group, and you almost wish you never showed up in the first place.
‘almost’ is the key word here, you knew deep down you didnt really have anywhere else to be, and going along with whatever such an attractive legend says was surely better than staying in your dorm room and missing out on a night of fun. which is exactly why when elliott leaned closer to your ear and said something that definitely wasnt pg-friendly, you downed your drink and made quick goodbyes to his friends before leaving to a secluded area of the yacht with the party host himself. 
i think by now the other legends are just waiting for you two to finally announce theres something between you. 
everyone, and i mean everyone seems to know, and i swear rampart is one more flirtatious comment away from exposing your corny asses during the next match.
however, youre hesitant. youre still incredibly new to the games, isnt it odd for things to be moving so fast?
sure, elliott is great, but you cant help but have an anxious feeling in your stomach, and making the mistake of looking at comments online surely isnt helping either.
mirage noticed your shift in behavior immediately, hes been around you more than any of the other legends, and he expects to be the first to hear of whats troubling you (if youre okay with it, of course).
he might not seem like it at first glance, but mirage really is a great listener. despite your first impressions of him making him out to be well… a party-loving flirt, he has so many more layers to him than whats on the surface level.
when he gets serious, hes not cracking his usual jokes, although hes still got his awkward charm. 
"i just… feel like were moving too fast. its only been a month since ive joined the game after all…"
he thinks for a moment before responding calmly, "well i mean, if you wanna take things slower, all you had to do was ask. besides we have all the time in the world! as long as you dont have some secret plan to leave the games or something, than were fine!" you smile at him.
okay, maybe he does still joke a little bit, put i promise its fine in context 😭😭.
can you tell i like crypto (especially jealous crypto) a totally normal amount 😦 totally not inspired by the mcc song by derivakat 🫶
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alliddewrites · 11 months
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August 'Ballistic' Brinkman NSFW Headcanons
Content disclaimer:
Sexual content,
Gender neutral reader,
Age difference,
Slight BDSM,
This is after he joined the Apex Games
Masterlist
Reader discretion advised. You're responsible for your own media consumption.
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He is either the sweetest lover in the whole Outlands, or one of the roughest.
After matches, be it a losing or a winning one, he has so much adrenaline running through him that he needs a way to let it all out. Now, what better way to relieve himself than being with you?
In these times, he's 100% dominating you. No questions asked about it. He will put you on your hands and knees and lean over you, completely trapping you under him.
Sometimes he can go a bit too hard, so he made sure to put a safeword in place beforehand. He always asks what it is to make sure you remember before starting, no matter how hasty he's being. Your safety and comfort is still his number one priority, no matter what mood you're both in.
He's very against hurting you in drastic ways. He doesn't mind spanking you or choking you lightly, but he won't slap you or cut you. He just doesn't like seeing you hurt.
Dirty talk. The filthiest dirty talk, ever. Will tease you verbally with just about anything. He will mention how much younger you are than him, how perverted he is for bedding such a gorgeous thing, and how desperate you must be for willingly accepting him. He'll talk about how good he feels inside of you, how tight you are around him, how far inside of you he is. He knows what effect his voice has on you and he uses it to his full advantage.
If you ever act like a brat while he's this riled up, he will restrain you. He'll bring some nice and comfy handcuffs out, lock your hands together and hold them down himself.
Do NOT call him daddy. That is one of the quickest ways to destroy the mood with him. It makes him feel horrible…
On a normal day however, he goes all out for the occasion. He takes you shopping so you can buy something nice for the upcoming event. Then, fancy dinner, either at home or at a restaurant. He makes sure everything is absolutely perfect, the music, the food, the atmosphere.
After all that is done, he takes you to the bedroom, all the while caressing you and giving you small kisses.
In these times, you have a chance to be on top. He still prefers being the dominant one, but he'll be submissive for you once in a while. He actually enjoys you riding him more than he likes to admit.
Will not let you put anything inside of him. He likes to be slightly submissive sometimes, but not like that. He's an old man, he's not experimental anymore. He likes what he likes, it's not very likely you're changing those preferences.
50/50 on oral. Prefers giving as much as receiving. He simply adores seeing you in pleasure. He can focus purely on you and your pleasure in these times. Will not be satisfied with only coaxing one climax from you, it has to be at least two. He doesn't have the same drive he used to, so he makes sure to satisfy you in other ways. On the other hand, he can never refuse you pleasuring him. He loves seeing you trying to take all of him in your mouth. He'll be over the moon if you ever try to initiate it while he's spread out on the couch, relaxing and drinking his favorite alcohol.
There's one specific type of roleplay he really enjoys: you being his maid. Now, he won't ask you to actually clean anything, just pretend you are tidying up the place. He just loves to see you in that typical maid outfit. Wants to reach under that skirt to caress you while you try to do other things. He will drop something on purpose just so you can bend over and pick it up for him.
Always finishes inside, if you're not against it of course. He revels seeing his essence dripping out of you. He pushes it back into you, so you " don't waste any of it". This also goes for times when you give him oral too. He wants to see you swallow it. Make a big show of it too, he'll enjoy it a whole lot more.
Aftercare is a must for him. He cleans both of you up; wipes you down, orders the MRVN butlers to run a nice bath while he does it, then the both of you can relax in the big comfy tub.
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@maliciousmari @snowingclouds @bition-boyz thank you for the encouraging comments!
I've never written anything sexual before, forgive me if it's not that good-
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r-ando-m-w-rite-r · 11 months
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Secrets Not So Kept
basic idea: you and rev have been secretly dating for a month or two and the others are starting to catch on
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-the others were starting to get suspicious
-you could tell the little secret that you and rev were sharing was starting to become more public, and it seemed that he was fine with that
-you, however, weren’t so sure
-you loved him, but the idea of ajay, octavio, and all your other friends knowing that you dated a murderbot made you shudder
-whether it was the little things he did for you in game (aka going outside of the ring to save you when you got downed) or the fact that he literally went to paradise lounge with you the other night, it was becoming obvious, and elliott had been the first to point it out not only a day before
-you had been looting the deathbox of someone on a recently slaughtered team when he had approached you 
-“so...heyyy, question” he had said while fumbling with his wingman, drawing your attention
-he was unpredictable, so you had no idea what was about to come out of his mouth “what?”
-”wellll, not-i mean, well, not to offend you, dont get me wrong, but” he said nervously, eyes darting left to right 
-you raised an eyebrow as he continued “you and, well, you know-revenant” he spat the simulacrum’s name like it was the most disgusting word ever “seem to be up to something”
-you felt your face flush and you quickly turned away as he narrowed his eyes “listen, i dont really care-well, i do, but only if im involved in whatever you two are doing”
-the excessive color faded from your face as you realized where he was going with this; he thought you and rev were plotting something
-did everyone else think this? was this why the other legends gave you dirty looks when he would walk down the halls of the apex legends facility with you? or when he would sit with you on the dropship? this was news to you
-holding back your amusement, you turned back to him and played along “oh, well, you see, if you were involved, why would i tell you?” 
-elliott’s color drained from his face and his eyes went beserk as he said “w-w-well, because i-im your friend?”
-”even the best of friends dont always know the deepest of secrets” a familiar grating voice from somewhere above echoed down onto the two of you, and you watched as elliott froze
-looking to you desperately, he whispered “hes above me, isnt he?”
-”better get out of here before i add another kill to my count” with that comment from your less friendly teammate, elliott was gone
-”so everyones catching on, maybe not to the right things, but still” you said exasperately, sighing and hanging your head as you sat down on the floor of the building you were in
-you didnt know why you cared so much if people found out about you and him, but it was nerve-wrecking
-there was a thud as revenant landed behind you, and a cold claw slowly inched its way underneath your chin, turning it upward to display your face to the bot’s, which hovered over you
-his yellow LEDs bore into your eyes as he surveyed you with a look of possesion “and why exactly should i care? remind me, skinsuit”
-to outsiders, what he was doing may have looked like a threat, in fact, everything he did to you may look like a threat, but secretly you liked the protective nature of your lover; he made you warm inside
-that was when you came to your desicion; if anyone asked, they would walk away knowing you were dating a 300 year old serial killer
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bewitchedleague · 1 year
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When someone asks when's the marriage with Bloodhound, Crypto, Octane and Revenant.
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a/n; a simple, yet cute concept as the legends ponder about the question.
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Bloodhound
    It didn't surprise Bloodhound when they were eventually the subject of their taunting because teasing wasn't uncommon among the legends, especially from Fuse or Loba when it came to tease others about their love partners. They didn't mind because neither legend ever said anything inappropriate and kept it in check, but when the question was so casually posed to them, they became paralyzed. Marriage? It wasn't unfamiliar to Bloodhound; they had occasionally expressed an interest in asking for your hand in marriage but had never given the matter any thought—at least not before tonight. They would dismiss both legends with a single statement and a laugh coming through their voice changer, saying that they needed some quiet time to reflect. Although they didn't have a certain date in mind for their wedding, they would frequently daydream about the specifics and how to make it ideal for the two of you. Only their thoughts would cause them to feel the heat quickly rise to their cheeks as they struggled to control the giddy sensation they were experiencing.
“Marriage?... Perhaps one day, do not worry. I’ll invite both of you.”
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Crypto 
    Lifeline asked him what would have been the most absurd question possible while he was droning. She would be able to see the flatter of the drone's movement if she was looking at it, which would demonstrate how surprised and flustered Crypto was by her question. He would look at her with a flush on his cheeks, ashamed at how easily he could lose his cool over something as basic as a question. He would nearly mumble an answer before lowering his voice and turning away from a bewildered Lifeline.Even though he appeared calm on the inside, Crypto had an undeniable soft spot for you that everyone knew about just by looking at his flushed face when you were around. As a result, the man would grow impatient throughout the rest of the match because his mind wouldn't stop overanalyzing the question. That's presumably what prompted Lifeline to ask him; did she anticipate him proposing to you? Did she want to go to the wedding? You didn't even want to marry him, did you? He couldn't get his thoughts to stop racing, and he returned home with a simple straight forward question.
"Will you marry me? No, not right now! I was wondering... maybe in the future."
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Octane
    Octane would think about marrying you on a daily basis. Everything he could have ever imagined was there, including his entire family, your family, and this enormous, extravagant, magnificent wedding with innumerable decorations, food, and friends. When he thought about it, he could feel adrenaline rushing right through his veins; he needed to run or do something else to burn off the energy the thought had given him. He would run off without responding, leaving the person who asked him staring at him in confusion. He would give you a huge bear hug the moment he saw you and then be overly attached to you for the rest of the day. Would go on and on describing what had occurred, who had asked the question, when it had been asked, where it had been asked, and every single aspect of his day before the question. After that, he would go on about the wedding preparations he had already made in his head and seek your advice on what to wear and the style of the wedding  you should have. Praying inside that you would say an extravagant wedding.
“Mi amor, mira! Can you imagine? Me, you and all our children - ... I know we don’t have children yet but just imagine!”
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Revenant
    A silent, menacing stare was directed towards the questioner. Even Revenant was taken aback by the bravery and audacity with which someone dared to ask him that. His responses would be a scoff as he simply turned around and walked away without saying a thing. Revenant wanted to get married when he was still a human, but after becoming a simulacrum, he was nearly nothing like the person he once was. He had believed that there was little hope of achieving the human life he had always wanted. He pondered about wedding rings and becoming legally yours after this incident—not that he didn’t consider himself already yours.For the rest of the day, Revenant would keep staring at you, leaving you to wonder what was wrong with your less-than-loving lover since when you inquired, he would just turn away and act as though you had just offended him. Can't force himself to ask you because he is so terrified of receiving rejection from you. It would break his heart to learn that you didn't see him as a lifelong companion. At the end of the day, just blurts it out quickly while sounding hostile, but only because he has been thinking about it constantly.
“Would you marry something like me?”
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hihi! I saw you wrote for mirage aaaaand spare some n?sfw fic where Mirage and reader are making out and Octane bounds in?? thank you if you fulfill this request <33
Cockblocker| Elliot "Mirage" Witt
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Reader: AFAB/she/her|
Note: Guys, please put the pronouns/gender of the reader you wish, or I'm just gonna do whatever gender I feel like, this is short too
Warnings: starts with smut, ends with octane cock blocking, fingering, making out, 18+
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Elliot fell back on the sofa, his lips covered in lipstick along with his face, his shirt lost somewhere on the floor with his loafers...Date night was going better than expected.
Y/n climbed up on his lap, her hands holding his face, thumb pulling on his bottom lip.
"Hey there handsome." Y/n smiled.
"H. Hey." Elliot chuckled nervously.
"Aw...is my boy nervous?" Y/n teased.
"W. What?! No!" He blew off, Y/n raising an eyebrow at him, "oh just kiss me again alright!"
Y/n laughed, his hands resting on her hips as she pulled her face to look up at her, she leaning down to kiss him, staining his lips even more with the deep cherry red color. Y/n pulled away.
"You look good with lipstick on." Y/n chuckled, her thumb pulling on his lower lip, he leaning his head forward to let her thumb slip into his mouth.
Y/n chuckled, Elliot was biting her finger, no enough to hurt her but to make her feel it.
"Hey!" Y/n pouted, pulling her hand away.
"Ooo did I bite? Sorry."
"Oh you little!"
Y/n grabbed the pillow closest to them and hit Elliot with it. He grabbed one as well and hit her back. A pillow fight started, and they both laughed as they got up, running around the room.
Elliot got her against the wall, knocking down a frame on the wall nearby, she laughing as he kissed her quickly. Y/n hummed with closed eyes and a smile into the kiss, Elliot dropping his pillow and Y/n's pillow following after. She wrapped her arms around his neck, he kissing her sloppily, sliding his leg between her legs.
"Elliot," she groaned.
"Mhm...shh.." Elliot mumbled, "I've got you..."
Elliot unbuttoned her shirt, anxious to get it off her, exposing her bare stomach and bra.
"I hate taking these things off." He argued she was laughing as she pulled her shirt off.
"Leave the good stuff for last.' Y/n chuckled, unbuttoning his pants and unzipping them. They hanging loose on his hips, "yet again i dont know if I can keep my hands to myself."
"All at once is good, too." Elliot recommended.
"All at once is good." Y/n smiled.
Elliot's smile widened, kissing her happily, his hands pulling at her pants, getting the button undone and her pants unzipped he slipped his hand in. His fingers teasing her soaked clit, causing her to pull away and moan softly, two if his fingers pushing into her.
"Fuck.." Y/n groaned, Elliot, kissing her neck only caused her to lean her head back more and grip his hair.
"Hey! Sis!" Octavio shouted, opening the door, "Had to get Wattson to hack the door code, why'd you lock it-"
Y/n looked Octavio's way, Elliot's hand still deep inside Y/n's pants. Elliot looked his way at the group looking at each other in horror before Elliot scrambled to take his hands off of her and fingers out of her.
"Elliot, ow-"
"Sorry! Sorry!" He spoke, pulling his hand out of her pants and stepping away; her wetness coated his fingers and out of panic he licked them clean as if he was just eating chips.
"I'm...just gonna go..." Elliot spoke quickly grabbing his shirt and shoes before leaving, passing bu Octavio quickly.
"Dude." Octavio argued, "What the fuck!"
"me what the fuck!? You what the fuck!" y/n argued.
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thundrjade2 · 4 months
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Very hype about the newest Apex comic about Maggie! Was creatively spun enough to quickly write this half concept/half draft thing on where the story could go (idk how realistic it is but these are just my ideas). Let me know what y'all think!
Newest Official Apex comic can be found on PlayApex's Twitter!
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kieranwritess · 8 months
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Ballistic Headcanons (some x reader?)
Fandom: Apex Legends
Character: Ballistic
Notes: kinks mentioned, you are responsible for all media you consume etc etc, religion mentioned, pet names
a/n: I went mental for the old man and here we are. another midnight HC list!! I do not control when the writing gods strike okay 😭
General HCs
him and Horizon are lowkey besties (pov you bond over the shared trauma of losing a son)
prolly tolerates her and Fuse the most out of the other legends (Fuse comes across as a pretty amiable guy despite it all tbh)
if sad wet cat was a person, he is it
speaking of cats, HE IS A CAT PERSON!! has like 50 and the MRVNs take care of them while he's away
if he gets called Monty, there is a 99% chance he will break your legs
fences, prolly owns a real sword (rich people tingz)
and speaking of rich people, hoards art like a fucking DRAGON (think Tilda from Horizon FW but less evil)
basically canon but mans is a Hellenistic pagan
given the bust of Zeus, he probably has a shrine for him somewhere on the estate
I'd imagine another patron of his is Athena (i.e. strategic warcraft and wisdom. I mean cmon he quotes literature everywhere, a very learned fella)
protects his tea stash at the Apex HQ with his LIFE (if there's no canon HQ just pretend there's one in Solace City by the firing range)
dramatic little bitch ("by the gods, I'm down ☹️")
fashion-conscious at the very least (thinking of the kill quip about burying his opponent "in a more respectable outfit than that")
Romantic HCs
is SO quiet about his private life (I mean after his wife and child leaving him why wouldn't he be?)
and with that #baggage, he's very nervous to admit to himself that he's romantically/sexually interested in someone again
if he does find himself interested in someone, he finds it difficult to put aside his public persona (a subconscious and self-protective habit)
but when he falls, he falls so damn hard !!! he's afraid of coming on too strong as well. will probably suss out the vibes of said person
ANYWAYS, if his s/o is in the Games, he feels so damn bad about hurting them it's basically a flight risk lol (and THIS is why there are anti-fraternization rules)
if legend!s/o does get hurt, this man is so good at makeup sex godDAMN
is definitely one to worship and spoil his partner
pet names like dear, darling, pet, luv, angel, god(dess), my love, beloved, my *insert pet name here*
considers himself a pretty vanilla dude with a crippling breeding kink (no matter the sex of his s/o)
cooking for those he cares about is lowkey a love language of his
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the-mechanica · 6 months
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Happy Birthday to the fic @nessie-gun and I wrote, "No Time for Regret"! I can't believe it's been a full year since Sim turned to me and said "What if Loba went back in time to kill Kaleb first?" and this story wrote itself. I still think it's one of our best works.
Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Category: F/M Fandom: Apex Legends (Video Games) Relationship: Loba Andrade/Revenant Read here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42177645/chapters/105894423
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your-poetic-lifeline · 2 months
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How the Legends Would React to A Confession
I don’t know, just a simple idea to start myself off! hopefully everyone’s in character or at least not too far off the mark.
characters included: lifeline, rampart, ash
consists of: the reader’s hypothetical confessions, some instances of rejection but nothing too harsh.
word count: 500
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Lifeline
“Ha! You serious?”
Lifeline is quite amused, taking on a teasing tone while trying to see why you like her. She’s leaning in with her elbows propped on D.O.C. and definitely getting a kick out of your nervousness if you’re the type to get flustered. If she likes you back, that’s when her tone sweetens and she may even seem a tad shy herself while letting you know the feeling is reciprocated. Would likely plan an outing with you before you part ways.
If she doesn’t like you back though, she’s still just as caring while letting you down slowly. She really appreciates the honesty and it probably makes you closer friends.
“Chin up, eh? You’re still my friend. I’m still with you.” While patting your shoulder or hand with a warm smile.
Rampart
Actually, how likely is she to be attracted to someone? I feel like it’s rare for her. More people have probably liked her than she could even reciprocate?
Any confession she’s gotten, she’s brushed it off with a laugh and brash response.
“Really now? Somethin’ wrong with your head, mate?”
It probably takes her a moment to gauge how serious you are when you confess. Past confessions were from people who didn’t know what all they’d be getting into. Honestly, I think the most fitting reaction for her would be a rejection.
“Sorry, but you’re gonna have to find some other bloke to fancy. Got other things in my life to focus on.”
But let’s say she reciprocates. She goes a bit quiet, brows raised and blinking like an owl before she forms her words.
”Well… wow. Thanks… uh… wanna grab a pint?”
Ash
Maybe Ash is more likely to reject a confession as well? I just like the idea of her accepting it. Begrudgingly at that since she’s supposed to be apathetic and level headed in her idea of perfection.
“Unacceptable.”
Her tone is shocked, but adamant. If she likes you, this confession of yours shook up her steady process of ignoring her own feelings. But she has harbored a peculiar liking towards you, so a side of her finds it hard to say no. She finds your bravery somewhat commendable as well. It’s not everyday someone confesses to a murder bot.
After seeing the dejected look on your face at her initial reaction, it makes her feel something adjacent to guilt. That look alone convinces her to be more honest in her response. She’s not supposed to be feeling anything, but she does; and it’s because of you unfortunately.
Her back is towards you as she shakes her head with a troubled sigh. She walks off, and you think this is her rejecting you. But then she speaks again.
“Not a very ideal outcome…” Given that she usually doesn’t tolerate distractions to begin with, “But perhaps one i am fine with.”
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iamprometheus · 8 months
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August Brinkman go to therapy challenge!!!
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cryptonite-exe · 1 year
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obsessed with his "bloody hell maggie" face
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1-800-c0sm1c · 6 months
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꒰snooze !꒱
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after an intense match in the apex games, there's only one legend crypto would even dare let his guard down around.
character x legend!reader
includes crypto !
warnings : none.
word count : 1268
a/n : can you tell i've been streaming lovejoy's music recently with the cmwyl lyric i shoved in there ? yeah i'm obsessed sorry not sorry 🫶
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crypto was not one to let his guard down, ever. on the dropship, he was notorious for his silent and cold personality. how you managed to get him to warm up to you, let alone have an actual friendship with him was a mystery to your fellow legends.
after finishing a particularly rough match, you had offered crypto to come back with you to your apartment for a celebratory evening. he usually would be quick to decline, after all he always had work outside of the apex games that needed his attention. however, he's noticed he has a hard time saying no to you, especially when you look up at him with excitement in your eyes. crypto is sure he'd bang his head on any doorframe you seemed suitable for you two to go through if you looked at him the same way you always do.
he pretends to seem annoyed when agreeing, attempting to make the other legends around you on the dropship assume that he wasn't actually this quick to give in. although he highly doubts that anyone else's doe eyes would have the same effect on him that yours do, and he's not sure whether that's a blessing or a curse.
crypto's now relaxing on your couch, or at least, what he would consider relaxing. it's rare he gets a chance away from his work outside of when participating in the apex games, but he always can't help but feel a sense of guilt rush over him whenever he neglects it. so, even though it may not look like it, him sitting with his muscles tensed and brows furrowed, is his idea of taking a break.
you try your best not to laugh at him, the last thing you'd want to do is make him uncomfortable. but sometimes his awkwardness is amusing, and you choose to enjoy it while it lasts. "you look like you have a lot on your mind." you state, jumping up onto the couch next to him. "i always do." he replies, nonchalantly. you shrug in response, "yeah, i guess that's true. i just meant, you know, like you need a break." crypto pauses for a moment. he can't think straight when you're staring at him like that, like you see through him. was it that obvious how pent up he was? he guesses if it was obvious to anyone else they wouldn't have the courage to bring it up. not like you, never afraid to speak your mind, and incredibly stubborn.
"...아니, i'm fine." he finally answers, you don't look convinced in the slightest. "your eyebags look like they're working overtime at the local grocery store. when's the last time you got a full night's rest?" he looks away again, not sure whether he should answer honestly or not. he's probably gotten about 5 hours this week, and that's being generous. "it doesn't matter, i hardly notice when the time is passing anyway." he tries to play it off, hoping you wont press further, and surprisingly, you drop it. "yeah, sure. if you say so. if you're functioning i guess i can't get on your case about it." he lets out a breath of relief he hadn't even realized he was holding, and instantly regrets the answer he just gave you.
shit. maybe sleep was important. untensing his body even for such a short amount of time made the consequences of crypto's lack of sleep catch up to him real quick. he holds back a yawn, before attempting to strike up another conversation with you so he doesn't completely shut down. "you said you wanted to celebrate, what did you have in mind?" "oh, i don't know. i usually just end up with some cider in the hot tub by the end of the night. what do you think?"
he thinks its a horrible idea, but maybe if you begged him enough he'd think about it. just, not in his current situation. there'd be nothing more embarrassing than passing out in a hot tub and potentially drowning. plus, depending on who was around, removing his jacket was off limits for crypto. he's hoping you'll realize on your own how dumb of an idea that really was, and you'll be okay with just watching a movie or something. whatever gets him home the fastest.
you pout at him dramatically, "you wanna go home already? but you've been here for less than an hour. you'll have all the time in the world to be a boring nerd later, okay?" oh god, did he say that out loud? maybe it was too late for him, he was already totally delirious. he plays it off by looking annoyed, but with how exhausted he obviously looks it comes across more as a cranky toddler who's been woken up from their nap earlier than they'd like. you'd never tell crypto this as you value your life, but his grumpier side is actually really cute.
"what do you want to do then? since all my ideas are horrible.." you ask, heavy sarcasm in your tone that would make anyone else think you've spent too much time around crypto, but that he finds to be quite amusing. you're rubbing off on him too, just in hopefully less noticeable ways. he thinks about your question for a second, realizing he actually doesn't have any better suggestions and huffs a sigh and shrugs. "i don't know.." he mumbles.
you laugh under your breath and quickly clear your throat when he glances back at you, "well.. what do you usually do in your free time? outside of all the extra… stuff… you do?" he shrugs again nonchalantly, "i don't have time for other stuff." glancing down at his watch, he tries to pretend like the minutes aren't passing slower than ever. he can't even use the excuse that he's wasting his time. and even if he could, he wouldn't use it to guilt you.
"if you did have time, then. what would you do with it?" "sleep." crypto responds almost immediately. his eyes have started to get much more difficult to keep open, and he knows once they're closed they won't open again for a bit. you've noticed this, and subtlety move closer towards him until your shoulder touches his. you're not sure if it's the padding in his jacket or if he's really that out of it but he doesn't react at all to the distance between you being much smaller than it was before. "i mean, nobody's stopping you. i have a spare room or you can crash here on the couch if you want."
crypto quickly shakes his head, feeling slightly lightheaded afterwards. "that won't be necessary." you decide to test the waters by gently laying your head on his shoulder. this time he flinches, but he doesn't push you away. "are you sure? you look exhausted, i don't think you could make the walk back to your apartment." he scoffs, but doesn't deny his tiredness anymore. "whatever." crypto mutters.
you lift your head up to let him adjust on the couch, and he seems insistent on falling asleep sitting up perfectly straight. "that cannot be comfortable.." you laugh as you place your head back down and gently move his to lay on top of yours. crypto almost sputters out a protest but finds he's too tired to care anymore and instead simply says "wake me up in an hour." as he yawns. "yeah right. i'll see you in 8." you smile at your own remark, and crypto smiles too before closing his eyes finally and falling asleep.
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alliddewrites · 11 months
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More August 'Ballistic' Brinkman Headcanons (2)
Content disclaimer:
Fluff,
August met reader after joining the games,
Gender neutral reader,
Mention of an age gap (not detailed)
Masterlist
Requested by @maliciousmari , thank you. <3
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He's British, of course his favorite pet name for you is luv. He uses it a lot, maybe a bit too much actually. He just likes calling you that, can't get enough of it!
Every chance he gets, he shows you off. Running into acquaintances? He introduces in such a sweet way that your face starts heating up. Meeting friends? He takes any chance he gets to boast about you. Interviews after winning matches? Of course he has to mention you! You're never escaping the compliments.
Don't expect much variety in tea at his mansion. He has one favorite, that's it. The cabinet dedicated to tea is filled with Earl Grey. Better get used to it. You can have your own tea cabinet if you drink tea, but you're not changing his.
He likes his things perfectly organized. If you take or move something, put it back in the same exact spot. He gets irritated if things are misplaced. Everything has its rightful place.
He takes you shopping with him. Even if you're not that interested in clothes shopping, he would drag you to countless of expensive stores just so he can see you in some fancy attires. He buys every single one of them. If you do like going shopping, he's delighted to take you every single time. Will buy you anything if it makes you happy.
If you're interested in other kinds of shopping though, he will go along with you. He will complain if it's not something high-end, but he's not judging you, he just has extremely high standards in this regard. He thinks you deserve the best of everything.
He says 'senior moment' when he forgets something, he hopes it makes you laugh, every time.
He's insecure about his age sometimes. Comfort him, he needs it. He just can't believe a lovely thing like you is willing to stay with him, not for the money, but because of genuine feelings. He's not doubting you though, he's doubting himself and his characteristics.
Call him by his middle name, Montgomery, he hates it. Tease him with it, you will definitely get a good (not in his opinion) reaction out of him. Prepare, if you're not already expecting it, for a punishment… You can also use it if you're mad at him. He will know he messed up if you're not saying it in a mischievous tone, and will try to rectify the problem as soon as he can.
Old man loves literature of almost any kind, he will read some to you if you ask. Either while you're sitting in his lap or while you're cuddling in bed. He loves doing it.
Dates with him are the fanciest thing ever. No expenses spared, he goes all out for you. Expensive food, expensive drinks, the most extravagant restaurant he can find, he will get it. There will be live music, get ready for that one.
He takes you on fancy events with him; red carpet events, special interviews, charity events. Him being a billionaire, he gets invited to many. He needs you to be there to make it more bearable for him. He adores the attention, but sometimes the fake people just get on his nerves, you have to be there to calm him down. You'll get a reward afterwards…
Morning person. Gets up early, goes through his morning self-care routine, goes down to cook breakfast, makes tea with a lot of caffeine instead of coffee. If you're not awake by then, he lets you have breakfast in bed and he brings it to you personally.
If you happen to wake up before him, he would be delightedly surprised by you making him breakfast, even if you had help from one of the MRVN butlers.
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I wrote most of this while drinking tea. I really had to get in the Bri'ish spirit. 🍵
I have the urge to make NSFW headcanons for him now, this is getting out of hand-
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