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danddymaro · 6 months
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Cuddle | Mirage x Reader
sweet fluff where you lay next to Mirage
isn’t he sweet?
Word count: 235
Cuddle
As you lay on your bed, your belly was pressed against the mattress with your  forearms fitting snug in between a fluff of assorted pillows.
Elliot sleeps next to you without a care in the world, entirely vulnerable as he continues to snuggle into the comfort of the mattress even more.
He’s a heavy sleeper, one that tends to sleep through the morning time, while you wake up early. It’s not always by choice, but it tends to happen often enough for him to gloat about how you two are a perfect fit. 
Sometimes you can fall back to sleep, but on that morning you didn’t feel like making an attempt to try doing so. 
-Not when you catch sight of him. 
The way he scrunches his face makes you smile, but not any more than when he says your name in a little, whiney voice that has you softly giggling.
You shake your head too, amused, and tickled pink.
His voice is soft, nearly hoarse as he calls for you, not knowing you are right there with him, and the idea that he's in a world where anything is possible, yet he includes you, has your heart soaring.
your face gently warms as you brush your fingers over the messy curls that have become tangled during his sleep. The curls have become frizzed with his nighttime turning, and they've shrunk moreso, becoming tighter springs you adore.
It’s a shame he doesn’t wear his natural hair out more often.
 Soon, you can't help but have your fingers skim over one of his eyebrows before resting your hand over his cheek, lightly caressing it before your hand falls to his chin.
The second your thumb brushes over his lower lip his mouth puckers, and you can't help the way you feel, what you itch to do. 
You come down to offer him a slow, little kiss to his forehead before you leave a quick one on his lips, in the end unable to resist his charm. 
You then slowly melt onto the mattress with a little sigh that morphs into a yawn.  
You hadn’t been too sleepy before, but the longer you look at him, and you watch him sleep with such ease next to you, you think that it’s a better deal to cuddle up next to him again.
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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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kkarmiic · 1 year
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*sneakily pulls a request* Could I have Mirage with a gn!reader who just really really wants to spend Valentines Day with him, but they're WAYY too scared to actually say it? So it's a lot of gift giving, compliments, and physical nudges (all while reader is freaking out internally) before someone finally makes the dumb trickster realize what reader wants?? Thank you so much, sorry if this is super specific and have fun with it!! <3
# ‘ OBLIVIOUS GN!READER WITH ELLIOT 'MIRAGE' WITT - VALENTINE'S SPECIAL
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🫐 ‘CONTENT AND WARNINGS
\\ synopsis: you want to spend valentines with your favourite trickster, however, he keeps missing all your signals.
+* genre: fluff
# 'warnings: miscommunication, alcohol mentions, slight angst
// authors note: don't apologize about it being specific! I had so much fun writing this! posted in time for valentines too!
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Valentine's was close around the corner, about a week away, and you already had someone in mind. One Elliot 'Mirage' Witt. Before it was only a puppy crush, occasionally shooting him small smiles, wanting to hold his hand, however recently, it had spiralled, and you just fell harder and harder. Now, you couldn't get him out of your head but how could you just tell him you wanted to be his valentines? You couldn't! It was far too embarrassing, especially if he rejects you. After all, you wouldn't doubt there were more people than you wanting to be his date.
So instead, you formed a plan, one you weren't actually sure was going to work. Soon, you put your plan into motion, beginning with a sweet treat with a bakery you went to.
You found the perfect time to give it to him by going to the bar he works at for a late-night drink to 'unwind' and there he was, pouring drinks, as usual. And now there you were, with a box containing a singular salted caramel cookie.
"Mirage!" You waved, smiling at the trickster, who perked up at the sound of your voice, waving back as you took your seat.
"The usual?" He asked, already beginning to pour it. This is why you like him. He knew your favourite drinks, food, your fighting style, and he held open doors for you. Mirage was a true gentleman and you couldn't ask for anything more.
You simply hummed in response, retrieving the cookie from your bag, and placing it on the bar counter. "A gift."
Elliot was taken aback for a moment, almost over-pouring your drink, simply flicking his eyes between you and the treat, before sliding your drink to you and peering into the box.
"Oh... I hate this." He spoke at first, and your heart just sank before he laughed. "Just kidding! This is my favourite!" He practically beamed at you, and you returned the expression.
However, your interaction soon fleeted, his job doesn't end when you attempt to flirt with him, he still has other customers to attend to.
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The second time you tried to gain his affection, was during a movie night you had with Octane, Mirage, and Crypto. Apparently gift giving wasn't the correct approach, it didn't work last time, maybe that wasn't the love language he liked to recieve.
You knew it was going to be a horror movie, that's what you had planned around. And you knew you were all going in your pyjamas. After all, your legend clothes would be so uncomfortable.
You were the last one to arrive, and they were waiting for you on the couch, a blanket folded neatly on the side.
Mirage's head turned, a soft smile forming on his face, again, as you walked in. Even if you didn't know it, Mirage enjoyed spending time with you, every time you walked into a room he was over the moon. Completely ecstatic with your presence.
"You look really good!" You spoke, even while not saying a name, you were looking directly at him, at his pretty hair, his pretty eyes, and the stubble that you could tell was freshly shaved. He was ever so pretty, he made the butterflies in your stomach erupt, and your heart feel like it was running a marathon.
You really liked him, no matter how many times you pushed your feelings away, or lived in denial, you liked him. No. You loved him. You loved Elliot Witt.
"Thankyou you too!" He remained with his peppy attitude, moving over so you could sit next to him, patting the empty space.
Everything was going exactly like you imagined, and so you sat there, listening to the idle chit chatter of the boys talking about the movie, and you'd occasionally come in with your own quip.
It wasn't until the jump scare where you really put your plan into motion. Your heart hammered and you yelped, practically jumping out of your seat. The position you ended up in? Your face in the crook of his neck, gripping onto his bicep.
"Fuck..." You muttered, letting out a laugh, hot breath on his neck.
"You alright?" He turned towards you, his smile even brighter than it was before. However, you still didn't let go of his arm, instead, tilting your chin up and looking into his eyes.
"Don't act like you didn't jump!" You teased, shaking your head, to which he mirrored your actions.
He took a moment to speak, laughing. "Nah! I wouldn't jump at such a ri- Uh.. Rid- Uh-.." He stammered, taking a moment to think before re-forming his sentence. "Stupid movie!" Mirage was obviously joking, and you couldn't help but notice Crypto staring at you from across the couch.
"Uh- Anyways." You spoke, fidgeting slightly, hands trembling as you asked him the big question.
"Do you want to.. hangout February fourteenth? You know.. Tuesday?" You looked up with hopeful eyes, shaking. You didn't specifically say Valentine's for a reason, at least this way, if called out, you'd have the benefit of the doubt. And you're so glad you did.
"Isn't that valentines day?" Mirage questioned, furrowing his brows, and your heart practically stopped.
You took a moment, acting confused for a moment. Playing dumb. "Oh? Is it? Hah." You tried to hide your disappointment. "Never mind." You slinked off of his arm, resigning yourself into the couch cushions, sitting in silence for the rest of the movie. Only laughing half-heartedly occasionally, you just hoped they couldn't tell.
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You soon ended up in your room, legs tucked to your chest on your floor. You knew that he wouldn't like you. You knew it. So why did you get your hopes up? Idiot.
You stayed like that, curled in your room for a couple hours, just mulling over your feelings. It was sad, but there was nothing you could do now. Valentines was two days away, and Mirage, quite obviously wasn't interested in you. It was hopeless.
Sleep that night was restless, constantly waking up in a cold sweat from bad dreams, or the sheets being too hot. You were more tired after you woke up, than you were drifting off to sleep.
The next time you awoke, was not to your body temperature being unregulated or a bad dream, but instead to a knock on your door. It sounded awfully urgent and so you pulled yourself out of bed, body too groggy to even compute what was happening. That was until you saw who was there.
Mirage. That woke up you up far too quickly. Eyes as wide as saucers. He was sweaty, hair dishevelled and gasping for air.
"Fuck- Sorry. I probably don't... Look... Good right now." He spoke at last, and you moved to the side, inviting him in and shutting the door behind you.
However, you stayed silent, eyes on the ground, why was he running to you.
"Crypto told me you were trying to ask me out? For valentines?!" He seemed shocked at that statement, you didn't expect him to find out. It was awfully embarrassing and you couldn't even tell how he felt about you, about you trying to ask him out.
Before you could get a word in, he continued. "Is that true? Because- If it's... If it's true I'd really like to go out with you too!" And then you looked into his eyes, how hopeful they were, how he was like a puppy dog waiting on your answer, and you smiled.
"Yeah. It's true Eli." After a moment, he blinked once. twice. thrice and then grinned.
One step closer. Two. "Can I kiss you?" And you let him, let him melt into you, felt the butterflies erupt and your heart race, let him hold you, it's all you'd ever wanted.
Elliot 'Mirage' Witt, was officially your valentines.
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mekakitsune · 1 year
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Hiii! I loved reading your dating Mirage headcannons. I've been on a roll with simping and loving him That being said, I'd love HCs of how Mirage would act around his (major) crush on a newer Legend who is kind of oblivious to his care for them... so how do you think he'd act when they get hurt outside of a game?
Thank you so much if you fulfill this request! Your writing is truly admirable <33 take care of yourself and happy holidays!
thank you so much love, you are so kind! luv this request btw, i hope its want u wanted <3
cw: bloody nose mentioned quite a lot, elliot is a mess and so is reader..literally lol
mirage with a legend s/o;
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pray for your squad mates. its painful to watch.
elliot is SO flirty with you in and out of the games, and ofc, you dont see it as anything unusual from the legend. hes like that with everyone....right?
makes it his own responsibility to keep you on your feet in battle, would probably leave someone else to die to come help you.
yeahhh renee was not happy with him after that one
definitely a bet going around to see if elliot will actually spill his feelings. its become quiet the conversation starter among everyone.
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you were training one day, something you all did regularly to stay on top of your game
and it can get pretty intense sometimes. but you all know your limits, thats why you called it quits with a bloody nose and a sore back after sparring with kairi.
she was spewing apologizes left and right, and you reassured her it was all in good fun, and that you were okay.
just as she holds out her hand to help you up, the door to the training room opens, and in comes elliot, ajay and octane not far behind him, in their own conversation.
to say elliot reacted immediately would be an understatement, by his reaction you would think you were sitting here being held at knife point.
"what the hell happened in here! we heard yelling... y/n?! youre bleeding?" he rambled on, not really giving either of you a chance to explain yourselves.
kairi steps aside for a moment only to come back with a small white box in her hand. a first aid kit. god knows how long thats been in here.
she passes the kit to elliot, giving a small grin and says "their all yours." with a pat on the back, before following the other two out the door, she turns back to you to mouth "sorry" with a wink. surely she hadnt...planned that.
it was painfully quiet in the room after that. elliot sits on the floor in front of you, opening up the small box to retrieve some gauze.
he hands it to you to place under your nose, and you take it quickly, not wanting to ruin the gym floor or your clothing any further.
hes quiet again, and you look past your hand to see him staring at you.
"she got you good, huh?" he said, with what could only be described as a pout.
"its just a bloody nose elliot...im gonna be okay." you said lightly, trying to ease the tension. he grins and shakes his head
"i know that. it...it just freaks me out to see people i care about get hurt, yknow." he said looking away
you let out a small laugh at his statement. "aw..you care about me? what happened to "dont get close to anyone"? you reminded him of what he said to you when you first came to the base.
while his advice rang true in a place like this, you couldnt help but share his feelings.
"you have...no idea" he said softly, looking at you again. you are only now realizing how close you two are, his face mere inches away from your own.
a few more moments go by, and he finally breaks the silence again.
"can i say something?" he askes, sounding nervous.
"of course" you respond curiously.
"i really want to um...i really want to kiss you right now..." he said, cheeks flushed. "i mean only if you want to i dont want to ma-"
you cut him off with a laugh. he looks horrified honestly and it only makes you giggle even more.
"normally, id say go for it. but im kinda bleeding from my nose right now" you giggled as you watched his face turn even redder.
"yeah! yeah right...i knew that....obviously....whatever, lets go get that cleaned up yeah?" he said, obviously trying to change the subject. you giggled again and got up to follow him out of the gym.
"hey elliot?"
"..yeah?" he turned to you
you stood up a little bit taller to place a kiss on his cheek. stepping back you take in the shocked look on his face
"thats for helping me, and if you really wanna kiss me, wait till im not a bloody mess, yeah?" you grinned at him.
he groaned, turning around to walk out, but you knew he wanted you to follow him.
"i hope you realize what you do to me." he says to you with a grin. "but i will take you up on that...if its okay" hes still unsure. you take that as a sign to slip your hand into his.
"if it wasnt okay, i wouldnt be letting you waste your time on something like a bloody nose yknow" you laughed lightly, hoping to ease both yours and his nerves.
"cant have you like, bleeding out to death." he remarks, keeping his hand in yours. you laugh at his comment.
"wouldnt wanna let me die without that kiss huh?"
he groans again, but you dont miss the shy smile on his face.
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cryptonite-exe · 1 year
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Can I please get some headcanons of mirage with a more alternative reader? like someone who dresses with a lot of chokers wears a lot of black and listens to lots of nu metal
no rushes though! love your writing <3
a new, real love | mirage headcanons
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𓆩♡𓆪 pairing ; mirage x gn!reader
𓆩♡𓆪 a/n ; this feels like a self insert FJDFBHDS still thank you for requesting!
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elliot could only describe you as "someone different from the others he's dated" and to him that was no understatement
he's had his fair share of women, men, and in between that the planets had to offer and he could say confidently that you caught his eye and peaked his curiosity the most
the announcement of your soon participation in the games had everyone curious in fact, but when elliot saw your banner something in his gut told him to go for it
and he made it a rule to never go out with colleagues
elliot with his very quick to crumble confidence made it his mission to whoo you over
and a mission success it was. you were charmed by the idiot that's now your boyfriend
at first, he was under the impression that you'd bite his head off if he ever breathed in your direction
but to his surprise, you shared a pleasant first conversation with him
elliot thought nothing negative of your aesthetic at all- rather, he found himself growing fond of it the more he saw you
he totally tried wearing your fishnets and the various accessories you had at your shared apartment only for you to catch him red handed
like a dear caught in headlights, he quicky became a stuttering mess trying to defend himself
"how cute" you'd say, kissing him on the temple before properly getting him the right clothes
for hours you both experimented on different outfits, some he liked and some he couldn't look himself in the mirror without the feeling of embarrassment
you discover that elliot is quite fond of fish nets both on you and now on himself
(quite explains the sudden clinginess when he sees you wearing it)
your music taste is definitely something he had to get around on
the usual music playing at his bar was either some stupid sexy song, justin bieber, or the weekend- clearly reflective of his character
so before you started dating, there was a time when you lent him one of your earphones
and the moment you hit play, elliot jumped from surprised, and so did his soul
yes it took him some time to get used to it but now he even got a playlist with songs you've recommended
the only downside now is his willingness to argue with you on which song to play
"hey no not this one, 'a match into water' is better" he says, skipping various songs from your playlist until it played
the more time you spend with him, the more you got to see how black elements started sneaking it's way into his usual pop of color clothes
some being from your own closet but oh well he loves it so much.
his lifestyle definitely changed, but who said it was bad? you filled something in his heart he didn't know he needed
one of his favorite activities now is jamming out with you at the early hours of day
who cares about the neighbor's complaints when he's too busy looking at you
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ikarisenpai · 2 years
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Just the Two of Us (Elliott Witt x Reader)
Summary: You and Elliott had finally gotten a weekend off together and all you wanted to do was stay home and enjoy each other’s company
Warnings: None
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~~~~~ It was a quiet night in the household of Witt. You and Elliott had finally gotten a weekend off together and all you wanted to do was stay home and enjoy each other’s company. The two of you now on the couch as you were watching something on TV while Elliott laid on top of you, listening to you breathe. The two of you relaxing as you looked down at your boyfriend smiling, breaking the silence as you petted back his golden brown curls, "You comfy Ell?" you asked as he looked up at you. 
"Mmhmm! the comfiest!" He replied, his arms were wrapped around your waist while his head rested just between your breast where his facial hair tickled you. The light scruff made it hard to focus as you giggled replying. 
"Good, I’m glad.” You gave another laugh, “I'm sure you’d be comfy on my dead body once I stop breathing too." you said as he shot up quickly, panicking, thinking he was suffocating you all because of his weight but blushed as you brought him back down "I'm kidding! I'm kidding!"
He huffed, "Mmmm… Sure! Now, I’m not comfy anymore, thanks…" Elliott said, as his voice was pouty and muffled by your breasts. 
You laughed trying your hardest not to get pouty as well. Elliott moving his head back and forth,  scratching his beard along your chest as he sighed softly at the comfort. His arms squeezing around your waist as this was truly heaven for the both of you His eyes feeling heavy, as his focus on your touch and the sound of your heartbeat. it was so… calming.. So… reassuring. It was like you were one with him. It was like you were perfect for him and he was perfect for you. 
“Getting sleepy, Ellie?” You asked as a few minutes past by and you heard his soft snore come from under your chin.
“Maybe just a little, are you ready for bed?” Elliot asked as he looked up at you rubbing his eyes letting you know for sure he was tired.
“Yeah, let's go to bed, are you ready?” You asked as you reached over to the coffee table and turned off the television, placing the remote control back just so you knew where it was in the morning.
“Yeah, let's go.” and Elliott got up off of you and the couch and held out his hand to take you to the bedroom. Your hand fitting perfectly in his as you both headed down the hall and crawled into bed. Elliott crawling back on top of you as you hummed happily petting his hair as he nuzzled his face between your breasts again.
“I love you.” You smiled down at him.
“And I love you.” he replied, rubbing your sides to comfort him.
“I love you to the moon and back.” You giggled as this was sorta the thing you and him did before you guys went to bed.
“I love you Pluto and back.” Elliot chuckled as he was really getting tired now.
“I love you to Andromeda and back.” 
Elliott looked at you with a questioning brow, “Have you been talking to Horizon again? You and her talk a lot about space and sometimes it puzzles me that one day I’ll have a note on my kitchen table saying you left me for space… are you leaving me for space?” 
You shook your head, “No, babe, I’m not going to leave you for space.”
He got comfy again on your breasts, “Good.” and the two of you went to sleep peacefully. 
The End. ~~~~~ Heyyy! How is everyone doing! I hope everyone is doing well! I wanted to post this little one shot as I had gotten the idea from @ebonage as I read their "Elliott x Kim" and took some quotes from it and then some. Its really cute and you guys should go check out their stories. There super cute!
Anyway, I hope you guys and gals are having a wonderful night/day! And I'll talk to you all in the next one!
P.S. I am still taking requests so please! Fill free to ask away! I don't bite............... much!
~IkariSenpai
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marsbar17 · 2 months
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Hi idk if you still take apex reqs but maybe a Miragr late val fic/hc?
This is so late, but here you go hdjsjsja <3
It's a bit short my apologies, I just wanted to get it out before it was like a week after valentines day
Contains: pure fluff man, it's just Mirage being a romantic icon
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• Mirage goes all out on valentines day
• He spends like $200 on gifts every year for both his lovers and all his friends
• You can't tell me this man doesn't buy his friends chocolate roses and cheesy stuffed animals for valentines day
• Anyways, anyone dating Mirage gets bombarded by gifts on valentines day
• He doesn't do anything super fancy like a candlelit dinner with wine and expensive steak, but he does practically devote himself to his lover for the whole day
• He cooks breakfast, places candles and rose petals everywhere, and basically just waits for his lover to tell him what to do like a puppy sbhdjaj
• He doesn't care where they go or what they do for valentines day, he just wants to make his lover happy, like if they want to just order take out and watch romance movies? he's all for it
• If he goes out with his lover for valentines day, he makes sure to look his best (he always does but hush) and is just overall a gentleman
• Later, he prepares a nice bath for him and his lover with candles, bubbles, chocolate, and champagne
• Lots of cuddles and "I love you's" throughout the whole day
• He makes sure his lover feels loved and cared for
• He probably recites the whole legend of the origin of valentines day every year to everyone who will listen
• Overall, he's like the best partner anyone could have on valentines day, and he brags about it all year long
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Thank you for requesting, I hope this was to your liking! And thank you for reading!
Reminder, liking and reblogging my work really helps me as a creator, and it takes like 10 seconds so why do it. Giving me requests also helps as it give me the inspiration to write and tells me what people want, so literally request anything that's on your mind :)
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amourlyns · 1 year
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hi lovely! I read through your blog and saw you wrote for apex! it's really a hyperfixation at this point!! would you mind if you could write a oneshot with Mirage with a massive crush on an gn!actor!reader? they sit with him a lot outside of the games and go over lines and monologues with him; just a very extroverted and open person... until they get on stage with Mirage and they have to compliment each other for one of Fuse's jokes at a sort of open mic thing? thanks for fulfilling this if you do, and have fun with it! I hope it wasn't too specific-- regardless, have a lovely day and take care of yourself!! much luv <33
⠀ 「 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞. 」
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⠀ ━━ 🌷 💕
✦ 𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬 ⨟⠀ One thing leads to another and now you’re confessing your feelings to him.
✦ 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 ⨟⠀Elliot 〞Mirage 〞Witt + gn actor!reader
✦ 𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘 ⨟⠀This request is sooo cute omg … I love this sm, tysm for requesting 🤍 also, this posted and I wasn’t finished with it yet ): ➜    masterlist
✦ 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 ⨟⠀ None
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⠀ ★ ⠀ | ELLIOT FELT LIKE WAS BURNING UP from your touches, they were free, loose and careless. You’d throw your limbs on him hazardously, falling into a fit of laughter. You found of his cheesy jokes funny.
He couldn’t help but smile, his heart was going a million miles per hour right now. And your eyes lingering on his face didn’t help him with the feelings arising in his chest, his heart felt like it was going to burst.
Sometimes, he wondered if you knew what you were doing to him, he was a stuttering, chuckling mess. The poor guy couldn’t help get nervous around you, he felt stressed out and excited at the same time.
He’d talk a little too much when he was around you… it made him self conscious… but it always got his adrenaline going. Now today? Today, Elliot really thought he was going faint on the spot. Apparently, the games thought it would be amazing for you and Elliot to have an open mic night with Fuse.
Well they were wrong. Elliot couldn’t stop fidgeting in his seat while they were doing his hair and makeup, all he could do was glance over at you. And god you looked good, a soft smile plays on his lips.
It’s not long before everyone completes their make up. Bright light shine on the stage, the set is similar to talk show, wally takes a seat in the middle while you sit in the right chair. Elliot decides to take a seat in the left.
Conversation flows pretty easily between the three of you. You’d talk about your latest projects with a bright enthusiasm, Fuse and Elliot would listen intently. After you discussed your future works, you insisted on hearing about the games.
Everything about the games had you on the edge of your seat! Mirage would watch you with stary—eyes. Your enthusiasm only encourages the pair to continue talking. The discussion between you guys eventually simmers down, it’s not long before Fuse suggests something new…
Now, he may be an old dog but he could sense when someone fancied someone. And in this case it was Elliot, poor bloke couldn’t even utter a straight sentence around you. It was charming in a way though, all he needed was a little bit of encouragement… and Fuse could definitely do that.
From the corner of your eye, you see Fuse beckoning over a few of the members from the tech crew. They were all grinning.. what on earth was he planning? ❛ Listen here pups, we’re gunna do somethin’ a lil different! Ever heard of an open mic? We’re doin’ that hit uh.. Valentine’s Day addition. So compliment each other! ❜
This would be easy— you already complimented Elliot all the time, how hard could it be?.. you’d spare a a glance to the trickster only to be met with a soft blush. Was he nervous?
It was definitely unexpected— but actually pretty cute…you couldn’t pass up this opportunity. ❛ Easy! It’ll come real naturally to me anyways. I do this with him all the time! ❜ God, you were gonna be the death of him.
The first few rounds are cute— very light, they still have him stuttering and blushing but it’s nothing too bad right? Well he was wrong! It was his turn to compliment you and how was he supposed to do this without sound like a huge dork? With a crush.
❛ Alright, alright! you’re good I’ll give you that. But I’ve got one more compliment! ❜ you’d urge him on nodding frantically a soft smile played on his lips. What was holding him back? ❛ Dang, your acting is amazing! I’m hoping to see it in person? ❜ he messed that up big time… ❛ Hah! Elliot are you finally asking me out? It’s a bit informal but I’ve been waiting forever… ❜
He definitely wasn’t expecting that… but he scored a date with you!! Fuse was grinning ear to ear, that heaven sent angel! A few chuckles go around the studio. He must’ve looked like schoolboy confessing to his crush for the first time. I mean, he sure felt like it.
After the shoot was over. You dragged Elliot out, apparently you already had a date plan in mind. Flowers, dinner, a nice private walk with just to the two of you.. no paparazzi… no noise. What else could he ask for ?
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sami-salami · 2 years
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Mirage relationship headcannons!
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I love this man with everything I am and ever will be.
Warnings: like, a dash of angst. Nothing too bad!
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● He was the one to confess to you first. He was fumbling around, stuttering, and struggled to get to the point of what he was trying to say. All in all, Elliot was being awkward and panicked, and you had to calm him down before he could tell you. Once he spat it out, you were quick to accept, and you don't think you've ever seen such a goofy, smitten smile come from a man in your life.
● Elliot is... not the best with words. Sure, he can flirt, but his way of flirting makes women, men, and everyone inbetween less likely to actually give him the time of day. He thought he was being a such a bad-ass when he slid on over to the bar patrons, but you had to kindly explain his flirting came off more way more arrogant than he actually meant it. Considering the first time he met you he pulled the 'cool player guy' shtick, he apologized profusely and gave you a free drink to make up for it.
● After that, you went to the bar every night to see the jokester, and he can't say he minded. He appreciated that you laughed at every joke he made; it made his confidence sky rocket. You started genuinely flirting with him first believe it or not. You couldn't get enough of having a man this tongue tied at pretty much every word that came from your mouth.
● Once you two started chattin' it up more and more, he realized he may have found someone he's genuinely into. He asked you to 'hang out' which was a cover up for the fact that it was supposed to be a date. He didn't really think things through at all, and started to attempt at making moves on you. You asked him about it and that's when he explained he wanted to try a relationship with you.
● After you said yes, this man doesn't leave you alone. He gives you personal time and space when you need to obviously, but anytime it's just you two, or hell, if you two are out in public, hes usually touching you. Holding hands, leaning on you, putting a hand on your thigh, you name it, he's probably done it at least once.
●Elliot honestly has the goofiness of a middle aged dad. He's a lover of dad jokes, and whether or not you like them, he's cracking em' and cracking up at them. If you don't laugh, he'll put a hand to his forehead dramatically and say something along the lines of, "I thought you loved me (Y/N)!" In a jokingly choked up voice.
● "Hi hungry, I'm Elliot!"
● If you're having a rough day, he'll offer to make you his famous porkchops and watch a movie. He enjoys these times when you two are just... existing in eachothers presence. He loves knowing that you're willing to stick around through all his flirting, dad jokes, and general clumsiness to just relax with him on the couch. Doesn't matter if you talk or not, both of you love being around one another. Never a dull moment with this one, I tell ya.
● Expect all of the cliche romance stuff you see in Hollywood movies. Yawning and putting a hand on your shoulder, candlelit dinners, rose petals on the bed, opening doors for you, ect. Elliot tries everything in the book to see if it'll make you smile.
● If Elliot is in a stressful or overwhelming situation, you can usually tell. He starts being abnormally quiet and fiddling with his fingers. You have to take him to a comforting place, like outside a building, an isolated room, or his room filled to the brim of his merchandise, fanart and gifts. He loves when you do this for him, even if he says you don't have to.
● This man has severe mommy issues. Honestly, he can catch feelings really fast if you take care of him like a mother would.
● Mirage tries his darndest to give you sweet compliments, but he always ends up messing up on a fancy word. You appreciate the effort and will give him a kiss on the cheek. Give him some time to recover after that.
● "Wow babe, you look grogeous- gorgus- grogeus-
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You look great!..."
● The jokester has a vulnerable side too, and this side cannot be bothered with jokes. When he's letting all his feelings out, all he wants is to be held. He doesn't want to keep up this facade of confidence he gives so many people.
●gently encourage him that everything he does is to make his fans happy. You must plow it through his numbskull that he shouldn't focus on what other people want all the time, and take time for himself.
● he has stopped all his flirting with other people because he thinks you're the sexiest thing alive! You two will still bond over people you mutually find attractive.
● "....So you know who fuse is right...?"
● Elliot will flaunt you to the whole world if you give him the okay. He wants everyone to know who he's dating. he has such a wonderful partner, who WOULDNT want to get to know your lovely self?
●Expect hugs from behind a lot. As said before, Elliot is very touchy. He love breathing in your perfume/cologne; it never fails to put a smile on his face
● "What's cookin' good lookin'?"
● In short, Mirage would do anything for you, and he knows you'd do the same. He cherishes every moment you two share, and will forever be grateful to have you in his life. Every morning he wakes up to you clinging to his body like he's the only man on earth. Looking at your face, he can't imagine a life without you in it. He'd even say a life without you isn't worth living at all. He pats your head lovingly and says with a smile:
● "You're the best thing that ever happened to me."
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Xiomara “Mara” Contreras (Vantage) HC
As promised some love for the new legend! Vantage HC!!! I love her very much she’s so cute
Ask are open so you can ask more!!
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𖠌 Mara would make you a playlist with a bunch of songs she thinks you’ll like or reminded her of you! Such as Leave the Door Open by Mars and Anderson, Talk to you by Ricky Montgomery and Sunflower, Vol. 6 by Harry style
𖠌 She does love hard music! By that I mean Phonky trap by Suave Lee and songs like that
𖠌 She’s someone who can’t do small talks, she’s an awkward girl. So she prefers to stick by your side so she feels more relax and not awkward, you can simply fix her mess!
𖠌 Xiaomara writes a lot, I like to believe she has a special space in her notebook just for you! She writes the most cutest thing ever “y/n spent the night with me! It was the nicest sleep I had in days!” And “today I helped y/n with her sniper skills, we really didn’t spend much that on that but both activities were fun!
𖠌 Going back to what I said, if you do spend the night with Xiaomara, she WILL kiss you in the lips while you’re asleep.
𖠌 Likes cuddling with you and absolutely loves being the small spoon, she like the feeling of being hugged by her lover. She would probably say something like “this feels like home”
𖠌 She won’t mind if you don’t like being the big spoon, she likes both, it’s just that Mara needs that home feeling here and there
𖠌 Let’s say you end up being the small spoon, she MELTS whenever you move your fingers around her scars, she has a lot in her arms and will tell you the stories.
𖠌 Mara and Elliot have a strong “sibling” relationship! Whenever Mara couldn’t figure out the feeling in her chest, she went straight to Witt and asked what was wrong with her. He laughed so hard that day and told her she was in love, she dismissed it but the feeling was stronger every day so one day she confessed her feeling in a match.
𖠌 It was an accident really, there was a bomb and she wanted to protect you. Ended up hurting herself a lot but you were fine so she didn’t mind the damage “anything for you, team partner… that I really like…” she mumbled loudly which you simply couldn’t help but blush “oh? Well I really like you too” you said giving Xiaomara a med kit
𖠌 She had to explain it wasn’t a friendly “I like you” it was a more romantic one.
𖠌 It was a pretty nice day after that
𖠌 Mara is a crafty hunter just like her other legend friend, Bloodhound! She makes you the cutest gift ever, her most recent gift? A bracelet!
𖠌 But by the end of the day, she only wants to go home, be with her home.
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danddymaro · 2 years
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Me Too | Mirage x Reader
The sweet floofy stuff with Elli. though, NSFW.
As this is Mirage, we will give him the ‘ol cliche of doing it in front of the mirror.
‘Cause he’s cute guys, and he needs the love. 
Plus he’s like... a momma’s boy lol. That’s cute.
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Me Too
Earlier that night you'd been at the Paradise Lounge, keeping your trickster friend company throughout the working hours until it was just you two and a few complimentary drinks that had you both just a bit too honest with each other.
You weren't drunk, neither of you was, but maybe just a bit close to tipsy, enough for you to have been the one to put a rather crazy idea out there first.
And it was enough to have him put no hesitation between your question and his answer.
It was also close enough for him to take it a step further and admit that he's fantasized about it before, that it'd come to mind so many times before, that, he’d dreamed of it too.
And it'd been only fair for you to tell him that it'd been the same for you.
Sure, you guys always flirted, but playfully.
You never went out in the open with your sex life, until then.
"- That long?" Mirage said with half amusement, half shock.
"Yes!" you said with a bit of bite, embarrassed at the way he gawked at you like it was something to really laugh at.
Annoyed, you crossed you arms and turned your nose a different direction, “So just shut up!” you added, regretting having told him.
He noted your insult and began to chuckle, seeming nervous, " Hey, Hey, calm down!" he said back.
"Don't look at me like that," he added, holding back from shrinking under your darkened gaze.
“I just can’t believe it,” he admitted. 
  "- If it makes you feel better... it's been a while for me too," he confessed.
And that innocent little conversation had led to you following him back to his place, both of you enthusiastic, sneaking in like two devious kids up to no good.
Even if there was no one home, you followed behind him as he tugged you along, laughing when he almost tripped over his own footing, very clearly excited.
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- It’s weird.
Anything new would sometimes be strange, but this, this new thing was definitely something you would have never thought to do, even alone.
It wasn't as though it was some taboo act, but even then, watching yourself in such a state was awkward.
Well, at first it was, because slowly, you eased into the act.
' I mean... it IS weird,' You tell yourself.
 'But... but hot too, ' you think quickly, correcting yourself while your (e/c) colored eyes cannot help but slowly trail over the reflection before you, stopping at the alluring sight with half-lidded eyes that had slowly fallen from their initial wide-eyed setting.
You'd wanted to look away at first, but there was something about you being on display, handled by such a beautiful man that had you attentive, unable to look away to where slowly, your shame dwindled into nonexistence. 
Before then, the first thing you'd seen was your own eyes. 
That's what you found focus on first to try and collect yourself, unprepared for how easily you'd slip into the act.
 They'd been teary and wide-eyed in the beginning , seeming utterly shamed while the rest of you seemed to have no trace of dignity, no shamefulness that forces you to whither nor shy away.
Almost dumbly, you stare before you, bewitched by the beautiful man that also watches while the rest of his body gives you its attention.
Dark eyes sweet as the cocoa with a touch of light crème give their attention that is touched by so much sweetness your heart flutters. 
There's something especially lovely about him at that point which should be nothing but sensual heat. 
In the midst of that moment, there is a charming touch that makes you feel adored. 
It makes you feel beautiful.
And you have to remind yourself that this isn't something between two lovers, two people that have confessed their feelings as something other than simple lust. 
-  It's just that... right?
You try and keep the wings that have sprouted from your beating heart  weighed down enough so it doesn't soar to high, so it doesn’t start to believe in something that wasn’t there.
‘We’re just...fucking.’ You remind yourself, and briefly you think to yourself that what little alcohol had, had you giddy hadn’t lasted.
Perhaps that's what Elliot feels for you ; lust. 
  Maybe that’s what it is, even if his eyes say something else as they stare back at you through the reflection.
Maybe  that's all he really feels even as his chest  firmly presses against your back, making your hearts neighbors, at certain points sharing the same beat as though they speak the same language known only to them.
You know you are on the verge of tears, the thin sheet of moisture gathering so thickly as you bring your eyes so close that little drops threaten to drip down from them.
Meanwhile, You huff out, your hips bucking with each little jolt his fingers force you to act out as he presses them down over your sensitive bud. All the while, he continues to thrust into you from behind, his pace a slow, sensual roll that surprises you with every other deep, abrupt thrust that earns him squealed-out curses that are then proceeded by his name.
Something in you feels like too much, and urgency fills you. 
Your voice, even in its softest breath fails you, leaving you with a little hiccup that was supposed to be a call to him.
Overwhelmed, you do the only thing you can, your hips wiggling desperately, and he seems to get the message, picking up his own pace. His wet digits also change it up, leaving you tilting your head back, your eyes rolling up before they closed tightly.
one of your hand's skim over your chest, the act you are used to done out of instinct. Your hand normally clutches your shirt, but instead, it just hovers over your chest, not doing anything but being suspended as your body breaks out in little shivers.
Your hand is empty before warmth falls over it, encasing it. 
His free hand has yours held, and he manages to worm his fingers in between the spaces yours leaves for him. 
It's a touch of sugar and spice as he still pleases you, fucking you passionately while the hand that holds you comes up to his lips, the bare underside of your palm kissed tenderly.
It is then that those damned tears that you've held in and have clung to your lashes finally fall. 
Silently, they escape and so does his name in a breath that's terribly sweet, undeniably marked by the feeling of adoration you feel for him. 
You become undone, the little murmurs that leave you after you've become a mess are indecipherable. For the most part they're not something he understands but listens to attentively nonetheless, focused enough that he captures two that make his heart jump.
Without warning, your back is then pressed to the mattress, and Elliot’s hands hold your wrists down as he hovers over you, looking down at you with those pretty, dark eyes that have you melting.
 Even if the entire time he's been staring at you through the reflection, it's then when you are right before him, face to face that you feel completely vulnerable.
Your face is heated, and you want to hide. You have an urgency to as you turn away, looking aside. 
His reaction is to smile, the charming grin coming in view as he leans down and gives you a little peck on the cheek you present him.
Your eyes move over to him and you bite your lip as you give him that shrinking look that only makes him want to kiss you more. 
Another peck falls on your cheek, but it's lower than the first, grazing the corner of your mouth, luring you back to him. 
Slowly, you turn back to him, and you respond to the kiss that follows. 
Your lips melt together, and you close your eyes to savor it, focusing on the feeling of his soft lips, the smell of his delicious aroma, and the taste of his undeniable sweetness.
You hardly notice that he lets go, the grip on your wrists gone, and before long those big hands fall onto your cheeks as he smothers you into an especially deep one, one that has you completely breathless.
He withdraws, and his lips are inches from yours, his pretty eyes gazing into yours as he responds to your earlier confession, 
 "... I love you too..." he says. 
He only has the nerve to admit it at that very moment, only after knowing your feelings.
He knows he talks a lot sometimes, going on and on.
- About work, about his day, 
…About his mom.
He's well aware that it can get annoying having to answer him at such inconvenient times, especially after he talks to the elder woman and his voice is unfamiliar to her.
Even if he’s thankful every time she comes to,  he knows that one day he’ll remain a stranger.
- And it’s then that he can only think of you, the one person that manages to lift the corners of his mouth up. 
Somehow, you mange to make him smile through the tears. 
Gently, he wipes them away as a little chuckle escapes him, and sometimes he gathers the courage to ask you what you’re doing, and if you have time to see him.
He knows that you have so many other options, other people that would jump at the chance to be with you.  
-  He kisses you with that love he’s held silent, and you respond back with it too.
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Mirage-
Just mirage p l e a s e
The lore has been so mean to him lately I just wanna kiss Elliot Witt on his stoopid little face-
Simple ask just soft GN cuddles with pretty boy
He deserves it 🥺
Alone for Just a Moment | Elliott "Mirage" Witt
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Reader: Gender Netural| they/them | Romantic
A/N: YOOO I have a cuz named chase. anyways. I also love your profile picture., also I'm assuming GN means gender-neutral instead of Good Night
Warnings: Bloodhound and Fuse cannot keep it in there pants,
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"No!"
"yes! Y/n I am telling you!" Loba spoke.
Y/n and Loba laughing over dinner at the mess hall.
"And don't get me started on the nails, please," She complained, "I should just have the nail tech live with me at this point."
Y/n chuckled, "What about my nails-"
"Please, don't start ruining them with acrylics." She took Y/n's hand into hers, "You know, I wouldn't mind seeing dark green on you, you know green that looks black but in the sun looks like...a velvet green!"
"Ooo! That sounds cool!"
"When will they stop talking." Mirage rolled his eyes.
"Aye! if you're bothered by it, go take your babe back!" Walter tried to persuade, "Aint that right Houndy? Like when I take ya back?"
"Walter!" Bloodhound argued, an unmistakable tone of embarrassment to their voice, "...continue."
"Oh, I will."
Mirage groaned.
"Don't worry Elliott!" Wattson tried to cheer, "I'm sure Y/n will come around soon!"
"Tea, the day has been long," Crypto spoke, setting the tea in front of Wattson.
"Thank you!" She cheered with a smile, grabbing Crytpo's hands to tug him to sit down, "Sit sit!"
He did only on account of her, Wattson giving him the biggest love-pounding heart-stopping smile.
"You are beautiful."
"Tae Joon!" She was flustered, it easy to spot as her face became red..
"You may try and run Houndy, but I will always find my way back to you."
"Walter- Please!" Bloodhound laughed.
"Just like the cherry blossoms." Crypto smiled, "I'll take you to see them."
"Really!" Wattson cheered, eyes lighting up, "I'd love that!"
"Anything for you."
"fact, why don't you treat ol' Fitzroy to the money maker." Walter purred.
"You will have to wait my love." Bloodhound protested playfully, "There are people present."
"Never stopped me before, plus dinners gettin' cold anyway, there are far better things to be eating, don't ya agree?"
Mirage tried to cut in unbelievable to what was happening in front of him.
"I know of a crepe place along the way," Crypto spoke.
"Let's go now!"
"But dinner-"
"Why eat when there are sweets to be had!" Wattson cheered getting up and pulling Crypto off with a jump in her step.
"Guys!"
"I suppose there are better things to be fed." Bloodhound purred.
"I like the sound of that!" Fuse spoke.
"hey wait- what-"
Fuse happily pulled Bloodhound along.
"Hello?" Mirage asked still getting no answer.
Fall sucked. Everybody falls in love, off doing...other lovely dovey things, and he was alone, watching the love of his life being talked up by Loba: she knew everything to say, and how to say it. He wouldn't be surprised if he was soon falling out of his relationship anytime soon.
He felt, alone, both mentally and physically.
His eyes were covered, "Guess who it is?" They smiled.
"Uh..." He spoke in thought, a signature smile on his face, "I don't know! Honestly!"
"it's me." Y/n teased, their arms wrapping around Elliot's neck.
"That was my next guess!" He defended, Y/n chuckling into his neck.
"what are you doing here all alone?"
"ah, ya know!" He spoke, "Takin' in the sights."
"Ah yes, the mess hall is quite beautiful." Y/n teased kissing Mirage's cheek, "I'm off for now."
"uh, where?" Mirage asked, leaning up to look up at them, "if, you don't mind me asking."
"Loba wanted to show me some nail stuff." Y/n answered, "And Obi asked to see me."
"Oh! Yeah! Yeah!" Mirage smiled, and Y/n cocked an eyebrow.
"your hiding something," Y/n commented.
"No, not at all. Do I need to hide anything? I don't need to hide anything, not from you-"
"and your rambling, someone's either upset, nervous, or over-excited." Y/n spoke, taking a seat next to Mirage, "What's wrong now? Unless you're overly excited for breakfast tomorrow?"
Mirage chuckled, "no."
Y/n frowned, reaching out to hold Mirage's hand, "Go ahead, tell me."
Mirage moved his hand, Y/n frowning, "Mirage."
He was silent as he played with his food, "Elliot..."
Y/n's hand reached out, caressing Mirage's cheek, Mirage's head turned without a fight, his eyes still lowered, avoiding eye contact.
"Elliot, please, look at me, tell me what's wrong," Y/n protested, "lets fix it, together; like we always do."
"Are...we good for each other?" Elliott asked.
Y/n was shocked, what kind of question was that?
"I think we're perfect." Y/n spoke up, "Not even death could keep me away from you..."
He smiled softly, leaning into's Y/n's touch, Y/n smiling softly as they ran their fingers along Elliott's cheekbone feeling a small cut.
"Odd," Y/n spoke softly.
"What?" Elliott asked.
Y/n stifled a soft chuckle, gliding over another mark, "So many flaws, makes up perfection."
Elliott looked up, his gaze catching Y/n's white rose eyes, they soft and full of love as he looked at Y/n.
"Come on," Y/n spoke standing up hand out to Elliott who took it with a smile.
Y/n led Elliott to their room, it is not uncommon for Elliott to stay the night in Y/n's room.
"Let's turn in early for the night." Y/n told him, "I think we both deserve that."
It was easy, getting undressed for bed, they help one another out of their clothes which ended up on the floor, Y/n pulling Elliott in for a playful kiss which sent them accidentally into the bed, the two laughing happily.
"You are not wearing this to bed." Y/n protested, taking the goggles off Elliott's head.
"Always ready for action."
Y/n rolled their eyes playfully, hanging the goggles on the bedpost, and settling back down into their side of the bed.
Elliott closed the gap between them head laying on Y/n's chest, listening to his lover's heartbeat.
"get some sleep babe," Y/n spoke softly, Elliott humming in response.
"I love you."
Y/n smiled, "I love you too."
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kkarmiic · 1 year
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mirage anon here! naming myself how quaint today has been kinda shitty so could I get some good ol Mirage comfort after a really, really bad day? I'm talking the worst day possible-- outfit ruined, bad hair day, just EVERYTHING going wrong?? thank you if you end up doing this <33
# ‘TOMORROW - MIRAGE X GN!READER COMFORT
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🫐 ‘CONTENT AND WARNINGS
\\ synopsis: everything that can go wrong, goes wrong, mirage is there to help
+* genre: fluff/comfort
‘# warnings: eye pulling, self doubt, he calls you love
// authors note: hey mirage anon! I’m sorry to hear about your shitty day, I understand how those feels, I hope this helps at least a little.
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Your day had been downright awful, down to every single detail. From the moment you opened your eyes, everything was already horrific. You had seemingly slept in a weird position that night, evident by the dull ache in your shoulder and neck.
To make matters worse, you were already twenty minutes behind schedule, you had slept through your alarm. Fuck. Stomping over to your mirror, rolling your shoulder in a feeble attempt for the pain to disappear, you realized how obvious your dark circles were and how your hair stuck out in directions you didn't even know were possible.
Of course, you tried to push it aside, telling yourself it could be fixed with a little concealer and styling. That, however, did so little to help with your situation. The concealer had run out the day prior and your hair would just not lay how you wanted it.
Just your luck.
Tonight was supposed to be your date with Mirage, it was quaint, sure, he was going to make you a homecooked meal and you two were planning on watching the stars, but still, what would he think of you if he saw you like this?
It was only early days in your relationship, about a month in, and you weren't prepared for his perception of you to change, for him to see you as lazy, or a slob.
You were far too stressed out for ten in the morning, pulling your eyes down and just... Staring. Staring at yourself in the mirror, criticizing your appearance.
You know what they say, when things are at their lowest they can only go up.
Wrong. You were on a Ferris wheel, locked into your seat with no way of escaping, on a constant round of low, and high and low and high, with seemingly no end. It was exhausting, and you just wanted to get off.
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So there you were, wearing your favourite outfit, hoping it would lift your spirits a little, and hopefully distract Mirage, at least a small amount. And it did, only for a mere moment though, you were halfway to Mirage's when the rain began pouring down, and this happened to be the one day where you didn't bring your umbrella, too focused on being late, and the way you looked, to even worry about checking the weather forecast.
Hands trembling as you walked, you reached for your phone in your pocket, before realising, that wasn't there either.
Panic. That was the only word to describe what you felt at that moment, pure panic. Had you dropped it somewhere? Maybe on the way to his? You were too late to turn back now, someone probably would've picked it up by now, and maybe it was already stolen. Maybe-
You left it on your bedside table, next to your umbrella.
Nonetheless, you kept walking, and you couldn't tell what was rain and what was tears after a certain point. They were so perfectly blended, heart aching as you walked.
Mirage, no, Elliot, you reminded yourself, always looked so perfect, with his neatly formed curls, and clear skin, you'd never seen him with one blemish, or eyebags like you, or with his hair askew. What would he think of you?
You had half a mind to turn back now, go home, and text him, faking that you were sick. But he'd probably turn up at your door instead, that was the kind of man he is, a gentleman.
Elliot couldn't worry about you, it wouldn't be fair to put him through that, and that's how you ended up on his doorstep, even despite all your worries. Placing three tentative knocks before it was quickly swung open, it seemed like he'd been waiting for you.
However, his smile quickly faded to a frown, of concern or disappointment, you couldn't tell.
"You're going to get s- uh- soa-" He paused, readjusting, instead of correcting his sentence, he ushered you in, he knew you knew him well enough to understand what he meant.
"Are you okay?!" He asked, shutting and locking the door behind you, hand placed gently on your bicep, feeling the soaked fabric of your shirt.
You wanted to tell him no, about how awful your day was, about how everything seemed to be going wrong, about how the whole world was against you, but you didn't. "Yeah... Just forgot my umbrella." You muttered, offering him a shrug of your shoulders, but that didn't seem to convince him, not one bit.
"How about you go upstairs? Get a hoodie and some sweats. You left some here last time. Or you could get changed into mind. I- Uhm- I don't... I don't mind." He took a shuddery breath, covering the pink tint on his cheeks.
"Anyways! I'll have a warm drink down here when you're done, okay?" He offered a soft smile towards you, already beginning to make your drink of choice.
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When you returned downstairs, your drink was sat in your usual seat, the smell of food wafting from the oven making your mouth water.
"Want to talk?" He asked, cocking his head, waiting on your answer, and when you didn't respond he continued. "I can see something's buggin' ya. If you need to talk I'm always in your corner."
The compassion he was showing you was too much, he was too nice, and that was too much. You cried for the second time today, choking on your sobs as you tried to tell him about how shitty your day was, but nothing was coming out.
Mirage's eyes widened in shock, rushing round to your side before taking the seat next to you, a firm hand resting on your back, rubbing slow circles. "Take your time, love." He was ever so patient with you, you could never ask for more.
"I've just- I've just had the worst day today." You choked, covering your face with your hands. "I woke up and I obviously slept in a funny position, my whole body hurts." You began recounting your day. "I even left my fucking phone at home, like an idiot!"
There was a moment's silence before he moved his body to be facing yours, pulling your stool closer to his, and grasping your hands. "Darling. You're not an idiot. We all have bad days and that's fine. Sometimes you need a few days, to recover or... For it to just pass." He rested his forehead against yours, pressing a gentle kiss to the tip of your nose.
"No matter what, I'm right by your side. Tomorrow will be better. Swear on it."
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mekakitsune · 1 year
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well im back 💪 requesting for my babygirl mirage, can i get either nsfw hcs for him or cute things he does for his s/o hcs?
nsfw bc i havent done it for mirage yet 🫶
NSFW MIRAGE HEADCANONS
→ minors do not interact
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switch <3 loves pleasing you but will not hesitate to slut himself out either
good at head but in the "idk what im doing so i'll do it all" sense. "accidentally" overstims you a lot. also a fast learner and great with his tounge
not super kinky and complex in bed, he kinda just goes with the flow, isnt afraid to try new things but is also not afraid to voice his likes/dislikes! we love communicating
ride that man into the sunset and he will be yours forever
tiny bit possessive but not overbearingly so, more like "no one can fuck you like me anyways" :,) which is true
edge him and he will cry <3 dont worry he likes it
thinks its super hot when you take control ngl, he feels like hes gotta put up a front most of the time and to be able to break him down like you do...sheeesh
just make sure u hold him extra close after or he may start to overthink <3
isnt rough unless hes really worked up, he likes to really show you how much you get him going hehe
breeder balls there i said it !
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cryptonite-exe · 2 years
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a little comfort | mirage
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𓆩♡𓆪 pairing ; mirage x gn!reader
𓆩♡𓆪 genre ; angst with comfort, self deprication
𓆩♡𓆪 a/n ; had a breakdown and listened to anti-hero so i ended up with this (wont be using too much tags this is mere self indulgent)
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you lay still in bed, looking up at the ceiling in wonder. your head was clogged with so many thoughts. and what seemed like minutes after lying down to sleep was actually hours. you felt elliot shift and turn in bed numerous times, yet you remain perfectly still. you recall the events of the past weeks and how everything went down. the stress of both the games and your personal life has been wearing you down.
"he shouldn't see me like this." you thought, he was already dealing with so manty things and seeing his lover like this- what would he think? "what's wrong with you" "why are you like this?"
you bit your inner cheek as numerous emotions flood into your system. the bottle you stuffed everything in finally broke. every emotion, worry, fear, and distress you hid away so carefully broke loose. you felt glass shatter and scatter and everything goes to hell. and before you knew it, tears. you didn't even notice until the ceiling wasn't so clear as you last remembered it looking. endless beads of water just sliding down your cheeks and onto the once dry pillow.
you felt the feeling of choking up and knew you couldn't do this here, not when he's having his peace right now. waking up to comfort you wasn't what we wanted after a tiring week. you got up, shoving the covers and blankets off your body and tried as quietly as you could to exit the room.
figuring the couch was the next comfiest thing to cry on other than the bed, you head towards the living room. now that you've found comfort on the couch, it wasn't long until your sobs started leaking out your throat. you wanted to contain it in so, so bad. you were slipping and stumbling over you own thoughts, the crying and pain was nonstop. you were barely able to breathe properly, your sobs echoing throughout the quiet home you and elliot shared.
your crying paused when you heard the door of your bedroom open and close. "there you are, the bed felt empt- oh" he says, rubbing his eyes awake. before you could say anything he was already at your side. he kneeled down and brushed away the hair covering your face. "hey, what's the matter?" he hushed. "god- why are you up? you should be sleeping-" you asked, shaking your head and hopefully the tears too.
"babe- listen to me, this isn't about me. my beloved is crying here and i will be here to make sure you're alright." he says, bringing his hand up to your cheek, wiping away the tears that runs down. "you can tell me you know?" he murmurs, "do you want to talk about it? i mean- its fine if you don't want to i'm your boyfriend after all and i really care about you" he says and before he could continue on, you hug him. he immediately embraces you back, arms around your waist.
"don't wanna" you reply muffled. "that's alright too! we could just cuddle like this because i am the bestest boyfriend and i love you so much," he kisses your temple before maneuvering both of you onto the couch and into a cuddling position. his arm remains around your waist, bodies flushed against each other. your head rests on his chest comfortably while his other hand brushes through your hair.
"we could order your favorite food if you'd like" he interrupts the silence of the room. you break out in a fit of laughter at the random proposal. "you are an idiot" you giggle. "ah no. correction- i am your idiot yeah that's right you're stuck with me."
soon the sun rises and a person delivers your food with a very much tired look on his face and seeing such a couple be so intimate at this hour of the day might've been the last straw but oh well. and eventually you do talk, with him listening and his hand holding yours the entire time to let you know
i'm here
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ikarisenpai · 2 years
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I honestly just wanna be drowned in Mirage x reader stories... but I feel like I've read them all by now.. someone help...
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