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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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msblazer · 2 years
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Get Me Up Skinsuit
Revenant x Reader
Originally from my Apex Legends one shots book on wattpad
21-05-22
800+ words
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Revenant x GN!Reader
(Requested : HotManAss23122a
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How does Revenant act when a skinsuit helps him up after he's knocked down?
Warnings:
-Cursing
-Injury
-Stitching Up Wound
Extra:
-love hate relationship
-not proof read
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"New Killl Leader" "You're the new kill leader friend! Good job!" Pathfinder exclaims as you picked him up after soloing a 1v3 and miraculously winning.
"Recharging shields!" Pathfinder says as he uses his shields cells. "Hey! Get me up skinsuit!" Revenant yelled from the ground. You looked towards Pathfinder who was looting one of the death boxes.
You slowly walked up to Revenant. "Awe, are you mad I finished off Loba instead of you doing it?" You teased. He growled in annoyance.
"Just get me back in the fight before I cut off that little stupid head of yours Skinsuit!" He yelled.
"Wow! That's a very mean thing to say friend! Why can't we all just stick together as a team-" You saw that Revenant was about to shout an insult to the MRVN so you quickly took out your hand from Revenant to grab.
He looked at it in disgust and grabbed it with a lot of grip and strength. "Ow! What the fuck Rev!?" You yelled. "That's what you get Skinsuit. Pissing me off every damn day doing shit like this!" He yelled back.
As the two continued to bicker at each other they didn't realise that Pathfinder was trying to warn the two of an approaching enemy team.
"Then you kill that little girlie instead of reviving me to let me do it!" Revenant shouted as smoke started to emit from his overheating systems.
"Friends! I am down!" The two quickly turned towards Pathfinder who was finished off by Bangalore. Suddenly you heard a buzzing sound from beneath you and Revenant.
"ARC STAR LOOK OUT!" You yelled but it was too late. "Kill Leader Eliminated" an announcement could be heard throughout the map.
You, Revenant and Pathfinder then respawned back in the drop ship. The three of you stood in silence.
"Look what you did Skinsuit!" Revenant turned towards you. "Me?! What the hell are you on!? I wasn't the one who kept fussing about not picking someone up mid fight just so he could kill off the rest of a damn family?!" You yelled back.
Pathfinder staggered back. "Friends! Please calm down! It's not there a better way to solve this?" Pathfinder suggested.
"NO!" The two shouted not breaking eye contact from each other. "Oh okay- sorry" Pathfinder's screen flashed a :( face as he walked away.
As the two continued to glare at each other you noticed something different about Revenant.
"Rev?" You started. "What Skinsuit?!" He barked. You pointed towards your forehead in which Revenant put his hand up to.
As he looked down at his hand he was it was covered in a metallic, red and black mixed oil. "Shit..." he cursed under his breath. "I'll deal with you later Skinsuit..." he growled and walked away while one hand held a part of his leather stomach.
You found this quite strange so you decided to follow him. Sure not one of your best ideas ever but you decided to follow anyway.
You approached Revenant's room and quietly peaked inside. You saw Revenant sitting down on his bed while having several tools beside him along with a large patch of black leather.
He cut up a piece of leather to fit his 'wound' on his abdomen. You watched as he pressed the leather against himself and let out several curses under his breath.
He slowly put the leather down. "You going to stand there and watch or help me Skinsuit." He stated without looking up or in your direction. You slowly opened the door and stepped inside.
You saw that he had already wiped off the oil from his forehead. He handed you the leather. "Hold this up to my abdomen while I sew it back on." He growled.
You were tempted to tease him about needing help from a 'Skinsuit' but decided to keep some dignity.
You did just as he demanded and held up the leather. Revenant started to sew slightly struggling because of his robotic hands. He kept growling in frustration and let out some grunts of discomfort.
"Do you want me to do it?" You asked. He looked up at you and looked away. You took the needle from his hands as his hands held onto the leather.
It only took you a few minutes to sew him up and the two of you stayed silent as you cleaned off the items and tools.
"I'm not thanking you." Revenant grumbled looking away as a light pink tinted hue covered the light in his eyes.
"Sure, whatever you say Rev" You chuckled.
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nilboxes · 8 months
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Kaleb Cross comes home to you in the middle of the night after completing a job and wakes you up for his needs.
Kaleb Cross/Gender Neutral Reader. Explicit. PWP, throatfucking and more.
Extensive notes and ramblings below.
Haha. Looking through all the Kaleb Cross art while really sleepy and I'm like yeah let's use my limited brain power to write something extremely horny. No regrets tbh👍
What with being a PWP and very trying to be gender neutral, I couldn't insert much in here, but I have thought long and hard, a lot of times, about how Revrev was like before he was uploaded into a bot.
Idk but there's two lines that give us a glimpse into how he was before "he used to need a reason to kill, but now he's not that man anymore" regarding Revenant and "Kaleb Cross has no morals" so they are kinda contradictory but I'm trying to wrap my head around it
IMO I think as a human "he needs a reason" is just... "Hammond said the guy should pay" is a reason enough (and as Rev he just kills indiscriminately if/when he can). I also feel like he's sadistic with adults but the kids of his targets he offs quick and painless, sparing them the anguish of having their life flipped upside down, also it just reduces revenge-plots on him down the line (Loba lmao) considering he was rather old for a hitman (44?!?!?! old man) I do really believe he excelled in his job in all manner of aspects. I imagine he'd do stuff like social engineering (ding dong hello it's ur cable guy) and thus would be a rather well-rounded individual capable of a range of human emotion.
That's a long-winded way to say I do imagine Kaleb Cross kept some manner of relationships with others, probably a lover, or a bunch of them even. I don't think he'd commit to one and if it were only just one it wouldn't be sunshine and roses. Sex would be amazeballs, but he'd be toxic in all the other ways. I hc in this he doesn't remove his clothes during sex, especially when he's in his handsome hitman gear (the suit) kinda like his equivalent of a leather dom gear lmao but it's mostly a demonstration and immersion of himself in his element of power. That's how I imagined him here in this fic, he just completed a kill and he's sooo on top of the world and he's full of horny. Suit's on, dick's out.
In the Revtane fic I imply he did have a relationship too, and when I was writing this I imagine the "reader" and the relationship he had bittersweet memories of are the same. I always imagine if he were to have a relationship that the person would definitely know he's a hitman, would also be a part of the syndicate in a way or another (therefore somehow Outlands upperclass with a significant backing/power) and be familiar with the kind of sociopathy it takes to be on top. So, def it's a toxic relationship on both sides, but it somehow works. There's love there I GUESS but it's not a normal, domestic bliss kinda love... also yes I do really think he's gay af (even if a femme person dressed him he wouldn't look like that I s2g) but for delulu purposes I made it gender neutral
Anyway yes all that for a 1.7k word fic haha. I have so many ideas for the revtane fic I'm writing but I'm letting that one stew even more.
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angelatmidnight1 · 8 months
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can i request reader w/ revenant? maybe reader annoys him to no end and revenant tickles the reader in retaliation >:-D
A/N: Sorry this is so late; I wanted to get this out when the Revenant Reborn season started but I got caught up with some stuff. The only warning, if any, that I'd say for this story is that it's a bit dark I guess, but it's Revenant. He doesn't hurt the reader, though. Just tickles the heck out of them. I hope you like it 😅
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Hunted
You ticked Revenant off by stealing his kills in a match, and now, he’s hunting you. With a new body that’s faster, stronger, and deadlier, the cat and mouse game that he plays with you doesn’t last long. But instead of killing you, he tickles the living daylights outta you. 
Crunch, crunch, crunch. 
Your feet pounded the ground below as you sprinted through Storm Point. Gaea was the current stop for the Apex Games. But, you’d run so far away from the arena, you couldn’t place an exact pinpoint on your location. Your comms died a while ago. But, you had to keep running. 
Otherwise, Revenant would catch you. 
You and the simulacrum had an odd relationship. Less than friends, but not quite enemies. But it wasn’t always like that. When you were first on his team, he was rude, demanding, and threatened you more than your enemies. But, you always had a little fire in you. It’s one of the many reasons you thrived in a bloodsport. 
You didn’t shy away from dangerous situations or, in this case, people. Revenant was being especially rude during one match and, eventually, you got tired of hearing him talk. So, when he said he needed more shotgun ammo, you angrily threw some at him. 
“Ugh. Here, asshole.” You snapped. Revenant had his back to you, looting, so the ammo stack hit him square in the back. He growled and whirled around to you, and you went on. “You’d think you’d know how much ammo you need because you’re a literal murderbot.”
Before you could blink, Revenant suddenly towered over you. The sudden invasion of space startled you, so you backed up into the wall. The simulacrum followed and put his bladed hand against your throat. 
“Say that again, skinbag.” Revenant growled. His gold optics threateningly bore down into your eyes. You glared back at him and pressed your lips together, making him smirk. “Don’t be shy now. Say it.”
“You can’t kill me,” you countered. “We’re on the same team, in case you forgot.”
Revenant laughed. “You think this pen will stop me? Just wait until we’re alone.” he said, easing the blade off of you. “Gonna be hard to talk after I slice your throat.”
You grimaced at the gruesome image, but you held strong. He pushed all of the other Legends around. You weren't gonna be one of them. “So far, you’ve done more talking than killing…”
There was a beat, and then Revenant chuckled darkly. Then, with his free hand, he suddenly hoisted you up into the air. You yelped and grabbed at his wrist, but he was much stronger than you. He brought you just inches away from his face. You swore you saw a twinkle in his eye. 
“Oh, I’m gonna enjoy breaking you…” Revenant purred. His eyes searched yours for a moment and then, still holding you, he walked out of the building. He roughly dropped you. “Get moving, skinbag. With any luck, we can catch up to this ‘Champion’ and I can rip out his insides.”
You rolled your eyes. “Why did you ask me for ammo if you were just gonna—”
He grabbed your flank and pushed you forward. You bit back another yelp and squirmed out of his touch. 
“Shut up and move.”
After that game, and many other games in between, Revenant’s attitude towards you changed. Not by much, but there was a noticeable difference. If you were ever downed in a match, Revenant hunted that particular Legend down before he went after the rest of the squad. 
“You’re mine to kill, (Y/N). Remember that.” He said as he pulled you to your feet. Now, he called you by your name more often than ‘skin bag’. 
You breathed a sigh of relief, taking out your Phoenix Kit to heal.  “Yeah? That almost sounds like you’re saying you like me.”
Revenant grunted. “Don’t push your luck. Or I’ll skin you after this match.”
You grinned, but otherwise complied. That is, until you started taking his kills. 
For the match, you used a Sentinel as your primary weapon. Revenant opted for a shotgun and a C.A.R. Since his upgrade, he’s been opting for more up close and personal kills. So, when he rushed in to attack, you stayed back a few paces to snipe. The simulacrum pounced onto an unsuspecting squad of Bangalore and Newcastle. He made quick work of the heroic defender. Then, he turned his attention to the sergeant. 
“Heh, tough luck, sarge.” He chuckled, stepping over the downed hero. “Always rough to have a family reunion and a funeral on the same day..”
But, instead of him finishing her off, you did. You trained your sniper optic over Bangalore’s head and fired. Anita went down, leaving behind a very angry simulacrum. 
“Are you blind?! That kill was mine!” Revenant roared as you approached him. You initially jumped, and then scoffed. 
“Sheesh, I was just trying to help! You were taking forever, and you’re grouchy when you’re downed.” You answered. This only made Revenant angrier. 
“I don’t need help from a pathetic sack of meat like you. You steal my kill again, and I’ll make you regret it.” He threatened. This was one of the many threats Revenant threw your way and by now, you were used to it. Little did you know, he’d make good on this one. 
You stole the next few kills again by grazing the Legend you shot at, getting the final bit of damage and the credit for the kill. Then, when you were named the Kill Leader, the simulacrum finally snapped. 
“That’s it.”
Revenant lunged at you with an angry roar. You barely had time to get out of the way.
“Whoa, wait! It was an accident! I—” You snickered at first, stopping short when you saw that murderous glint in his eyes. This wasn’t one of those grumpy, irritable looks he gave you. This time, you could practically feel the anger radiating off of him. His next words chilled you to your core, and prompted you to run. 
“I’m going to tear you apart.”
Your lungs burned with exertion, and your muscles ached, but you didn’t stop. You couldn’t. Especially when you heard Revenant’s deep, gravelly voice somewhere behind you. 
“Running won’t save you, skin bag. It just makes it more fun for me.”
You yelped loudly and spun around to defend yourself. But, he wasn’t there. Revenant’s chuckle echoed through the forest. 
“Aw, are you scared?”
You put your hands on your knees, gasping for air. “R-Rev, come on…I was just messing around. We won the match anyway!” You yelled in between your panting. Revenant scowled. 
“Championships mean nothing to me,” Revenant spat. “But death, fear? Nothing in the world comes close to that…and the fear on your face is delicious.”
A cold rush of fear rushed up your spine. You were all alone here, with no one to help you. The simulacrum’s next words came out in a purr. 
“I’d love a closer look…” 
There was a rustling sound to the left of you, and you jolted in the opposite direction. But, still, nothing was there. Revenant laughed a menacing laugh. 
“I’m not going to kill you. Not yet,” Revenant smirked. He’d climbed up into a tree high above you and blended into the shadows. Even if you looked up, it’d be impossible to see him. “But you’re going to wish I did.”
Another rustle. Your head snapped towards the sound. Now, you could see his yellow optics in the darkness. You moved to run again, but it was too late. Revenant roared as he tackled you to the ground. You screamed as you went down. You defensively raised your hands to protect yourself, but he grabbed them and held them above your head in a cold metal hand. 
This was it. You tried to pull your hands free, but it was no use. Then, with his free hand, Revenant attacked. 
You screamed as his claws scritched against your side. But, it didn’t hurt. It tickled like hell. Your screams turned into panicked giggles. 
“Wahahaha—Rehehehehev, stahahaha!” You snorted as he clawed from one side to the other. His hand moved at an inhuman speed and overwhelmed you with ticklish sensations. You writhed in his hold, squealing again as he pinched your side. “AHahaha! Stohohohp! REHEhehev!”
“Ticklish, are we?” Revenant hummed, this time squeezing just above your hip bone. You barked out a laugh and arched your back. “You skin bags have so many weaknesses. So many ways to break you apart…”
You could barely hear him over your laughter. You uselessly tossed to and fro, but his hand remained latched onto your skin. Then, all of a sudden, Revenant stopped and tilted your chin up. His touch was like ice and you shivered, unable to look away from his burning gaze. 
“And you think you can get away with taking what’s mine?”
Revenant’s voice distorted a little bit, and it made you freeze in fear. The simulacrum released your chin and wasted no time in spidering his claws over your exposed underarm. You sputtered and giggled, twisting around in his strong grip. 
“Bahahahaha! Ihihiht wahahahas juhuhust a gahahahahame! COHOHOHOME OHOHOHON!” 
He suddenly dug his thumb into your underarm, pulling another laugh out of you. He let go of your arms to attack both underarms at once, scritching deep into the muscle. Your laughter drastically increased and volume and, even though you slammed your arms down, he was still able to tickle.
“I don’t care. I’m still gonna teach you a lesson.”
Revenant pulled his hands free from your underarms and clawed at your rib cage. You squealed and tried to flip over, but he pushed you back onto your back. He kneaded at the spaces between your ribs with his thumbs, and he used his claws to pinch and swipe at the bones randomly. Each scrape of his claws made you squeal and laugh loudly. Your heart beat a mile a minute; out of everything possible, how on Earth was a simulacrum good at tickling?
“Lookie here,” Revenant, noticing how sensitive your ribs were, honed in on them with both hands. You arched your back again, laughing harder and fighting with his hands. He snatched your hands again and placed them under him, pinning them with just enough weight to keep them there, but not to hurt you. Then, he resumed his tickling, pinching at the sides of your ribs and drumming his fingers up the bones. The panic surged through you as you shook your head and writhed with laughter. Revenant chuckled. “So sensitive. Heh, just as I figured. You’re not so tough.”
“NOHOHOHO!” You screamed and kicked your legs against the ground. You twisted your torso from side to side, but he just followed your movements, his hands stopping just short of your underarms. Your laughter died down to high pitched giggles. “Stohohohop! Rehehehev, plehehase—”
Revenant’s optics sparkled at your pleading. “Begging already? That was easy,” he laughed. But then, his tone darkened, and you could hear the smirk in his voice. “Hell, it was almost too easy. Where’s that fighting spirit, Legend? You can do better than that…”
With that, the simulacrum jumped back down to your ribs, pinching and scritching along the length of your rib cage. You screamed again and bucked your hips. Of course, Revenant’s taunting touched a nerve, but you were too overcome with laughter to snap back. Still, you tried anyway. 
“AHAHAHA! I’M GOHOHOHOHNA—”
You gasped when Revenant prodded at your centermost ribs. Those ribs were especially sensitive and, judging from how he cocked his head to the side, he picked up on it too. 
“You’re gonna what?” he echoed. He slowed the tickling down to where he just traced patterns on those sensitive ribs. “Laugh? Beg?” His optics twinkled again. “Go ahead, beg some more. It won’t help, but go on...”
You didn’t wanna beg again, especially if it encouraged Revenant to keep going. But, if he kept tapping against your ribs, you weren’t sure how much longer you were going to last. 
Then, Revenant did something you weren’t expecting. Instead of continuing to torment your ribs, he suddenly hiked your shirt up, exposing your bare torso. Then, his hands scampered back up your sides, his thumbs digging into your skin. The cold feeling of metal digits made you squeal, and you involuntarily snorted as his claws skittered across your stomach. 
“C’mon, skin bag. Beg.” Revenant demanded. He inched his way back towards your ribs and you tensed up. What started out as snickering turned into desperate giggles as he got closer and closer to the spot. Your stubbornness weakened, and your breath hitched as his fingertips swiped against your skin.
“Nonono! Okay! Plehehease, Rev. Dohohn’t tickle me,” You pleaded. The words tasted like poison in your mouth but, if it got him to stop, that’s all you wanted. “Plehehease stohohop..”
Revenant, however, wasn’t moved. “That’s it?” he scoffed, suddenly spidering his claws up and down your centermost ribs. “You don’t sound pathetic enough.”
A shriek ripped out of you as you spasmed against the floor, laughing hysterically. He didn’t let up and raked his claws over every inch of your ribs. And then, when you arched your back, he pinched at the back of those ribs. You laughed harder and moved to slam your back down on the floor, but he held you in place, continuing to prod and pinch at the spots. 
“AHAHAHAHA! REHEHEV, STAHAHAHA!” You yelled, your eyes pinching shut from the force of your laughter. “PLEHEHEHASE!”
Revenant ignored your pleading and continued tickling. By now, your ribs were hypersensitive from all of the previous tickling, so it took no time for your laughter to deepen. You writhed in his iron hold and threw your head back in hysterics. You didn’t think it could get any worse for you, but it could. And it did. 
The simulacrum was kneading his fingertips into the backs of your ribs when, all of a sudden, he stopped. You breathed heavily and hiccuped in between residual laughter. Your eyes were still closed, so you couldn’t see what he had in his hands. 
Revenant was holding the headscarf from his previous model. Just looking at it made him angry; it reminded him of what he’s lost, and what he’s become. But, it’d work perfectly for what he had in store for you. 
Your eyes snapped open at the sound of something ripping. Revenant tore off a long piece of the head scarf, binding your wrists with it. A fresh wave of panic coursed through you, and you struggled with a renewed vigor. 
“NO! Rev, please! I’m sorry!” You shrieked. Now, since he didn’t need to hold your arms down, he eased off so that he straddled your waist. “I won’t take your kills again! Please, let me go!”
“This isn’t about kills anymore, skin bag.” Revenant scoffed. He dragged his claws up your sides, making you shudder and giggle. “You’d be dead by now if that’s what I wanted. No…now, I want to hear you scream.”
Revenant slowly scratched back down your sides. You bucked your hips uselessly, giggling harder. As ticklish as your ribs were, there were a few more spots that were far more sensitive, and the simulacrum was heading right for them.
“Nohohoho! No! Rehehehehv, wAHAHAHAHAHAIT!” You went rigid as he walked his claws just above your hip bones. Revenant cocked his head to the side again, and you could hear his gears hum in response. He flicked his digits against your hip bones, and your laughter fueled scream told him everything he wanted to know. 
“Oh, you’re in trouble now…”
There was a sinister, teasing lilt in his tone as he suddenly descended into your hips. His metallic knuckles rolled over each bone and, when he wasn’t doing that, he squeezed them with just enough pressure to tickle. Each prod and squeeze sent ticklish jolts up your spine, and your loud laughter echoed throughout the forest. 
“NAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHAHAHA, STOHOHOHOHOP!” You yelled and frantically struggled with the ties on your wrists. They were tight, not enough to hurt, but definitely enough to keep your hands out of the way. The simulacrum dug a little bit more into your hips, using his fingertips to scritch back at the spot just above them. You threw your head back and your legs kicked out under you as you laughed and laughed. 
Revenant chuckled. He kept one hand on your hip and snaked the other back up your side. He hovered over your ribs and poked them. You yelped out a protest, but it was lost in your wild laughter. You curled in on yourself as much as physically possible, but it didn’t help. 
“I should’ve done this sooner,” he mused aloud. He tweaked your upper ribs and you hiccuped. “Doesn’t beat killing you skin bags, but it’s pretty damn close. And I’ve got nothing but time…”
You shook your head back and forth, your laughter now barely audible. Your stomach hurt from how hard you were laughing. You mouthed ‘please’ and ‘stop’ over and over, but it didn’t change anything. In fact, it just urged Revenant to keep going. After a couple more pokes to your rib cage, the simulacrum moved back down your torso, his hands finding your waist again. Instead of digging in, he traced the indent of your hips, enjoying how you gasped and snickered. 
“Plehehehease,” You pleaded again, your torso shaking from the lingering ticklish sensations. “Nohoho more. I cahahahn’t tahake it..”
Revenant mockingly cooed at you. “Doesn’t sound like my problem. And I’m not finished with you yet.”
He hooked his hands around your waist and squeezed your hips. You bucked and yelped, trying to reason with the unreasonable, and he responded by squeezing again. You snorted and brought your tied hands down, trying to cover your hips, but you were just out of reach. Rev mixed in quick scribbles across your waist, adding a new ticklish sensation to the mix, and you jerked in the opposite direction. 
Your legs kicked out more furiously under you as a response, and he reached behind with one hand to still them. His claws brushed against the underside of your knee, sending you into a deeper fit of laughter. 
“RAHAHAHA!” You cried out and flattened your leg against the ground. Revenant held on and skittered his fingertips underneath your knees, making you arch your back. “SAHAHAHAHA!”
“That doesn’t sound like begging to me,” Revenant taunted. He squeezed both of your knees before returning to your waist. He dug his thumbs into your hips, sending you back into a deep pit of laughter. 
“PLEHEHEASE! Please!” You yelled before giving into the laughter that overtook you. Revenant climbed up higher on your waist, so it was harder for you to buck away from him, and continued his tickle attack. It took no time for your laughter to fall silent again, and your eyes finally teared up. After another five long minutes of nonstop tickling, he finally eased up so that you didn’t pass out. 
“Aw, don’t cry, (Y/N). We’re just beginning to bond,” Revenant snickered. He released your hips and took your chin into his hand, so you couldn’t pull away from him wiping the tears away. Then, all of a sudden, he sat back and cut the bonds off of your wrists, climbing off of you. 
You curled up on the ground, breathing heavily. Your hips, legs, and ribs were all still plagued by the ticklish sensations, so you patted at them to soothe them. But, while you were soothing your nerves, the simulacrum loomed over you. You flinched as he approached and looked up at him. Revenant chuckled. 
“The hell are you starin’ at?” He huffed before lowering himself into a catlike stance, as if ready to pounce. “Start. Running.”
Your eyes widened and, as tired as you were, you forced yourself to get up and hurry away from him. Revenant’s optics glimmered; he always loved a good chase. 
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Just a little Revenant x Reader cuz yes
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This is my first time writing so sorry if there is any mistakes it anything enjoy
Summary: you decide to relax while the other legends talk amongst themselves and Revenant try’s his best to show he cares
Words 1.1k+
SFW/ Gender Neutral/ Fluff Rev/ Established Relationship
It was a normal day on the drop ship and Lifeline, Bangalore, Gibraltar, Octane, Mirage and Wattson where sitting and playing a card game, Newcastle and Wraith were watching listening to Mirage brag about how good he was. Of course Octane had to one up him at this point they where the only ones playing. You where laying down in the same room tired from the last match but the sound of Elliott and Octavio stopped you from sleeping. Though the Nessie Wattson gave you helped and Ajay’s light drumming on D.O.C. was also calming but it couldn’t distract from the eyes on you. Revenant, just in the corner watching not threatening just observing. You were always interested in the simulacrum and you knew he was somewhat nice to you well as nice as he could be, he tried his best.
“Ya sure you don’t want to join us?” Ajay stopped tapping D.O.C. to ask. “I bet you could get Mirage you shut up.” Wraith added with a smirk earning a look from Eliott. “They look tired let’s leave them alone.” Natalie said making everyone go back to what they were doing. A loud laugh came from Octane as he won the match. “Sorry amigo looks like I win again!” Elliot wasn’t even paying attention to him. “Well maybe if that murder bot wasn’t standing so menacingly I would have played better.” Renee rolled her eyes. “Come on brudda no need to watch join us.” They all looked over to Revenant he just let out a grunt and left. “Typical.” Anita and Renee said in unison turning back to the game, you wondered where he was going looking over the couch you were on. He went into his room unable to see him you lay back down, closing your eyes finally falling asleep.
Waking up noticing your alone at least you thought but you have a blanket it was soft. One of Revenant’s you smile looking around for anyone. “Finally, you where out for a while.” A familiar robot voice filled the room looking over there he was. Starting to walk over to you he just looked at you so you spoke. “Were you just watching me? Oh and thanks for the blanket you could have just carried me to bed.” You giggled while getting up, he let out a grunt as a response. “You can walk yourself can’t you?” Collecting all your things you head back to your room with Revenant. He usually stands in the doorway just watching you sleep making sure your safe, but today he got into bed with you. As you got comfortable laying against him just listening to his robotic parts work. It was times like this that he wished he was human but he would never admit it. “I brought you some water so you don’t have to get up.” Looking over at the table there was indeed water, small thing like this is what made you happy. Sure he wasn’t great at showing love but he did it in his own way. You give him a small thanks before taking a sip of the water. Putting it back down on the table. You wanted to see if this time he would actually sleep or if he would just watch you like always.
He has a rest mode but he never used it he didn’t like to sleep, he didn’t need to so why use it? He didn’t trust anyone enough to use it in the first place. You knew he would use it in due time, when he was ready. “Well I’m going to go to sleep feel free to move me if you want to leave.” You giggle knowing he will stay there all night. As you rest your head on his chest you hear the parts start to slow down, getting more calm the faint glow from his eyes light the room. You tiredly say you love him and you start to doze off. Smiling when he says it back, playing with your hair just a little, things he would only do in private. You wake up to the sound of Octane and Mirage again knowing you won’t be able to fall back asleep you get up. But not before noticing Revenant, asleep well in resting mode it brought a smile to your face, he is comfortable enough to do this. You lay back down and cuddle him whispering sweet nothings to him. Holding his hand and rubbing it, he often picked at the paint on his hands hating Hammond Robotics for making him this killing machine. Of course you understand this hatred he had, but remind him to be nice to himself.
His LED eyes start to light back up, gears inside him start up again. “Morning, did you rest well?” You ask as he starts back up. “I guess it’s not like it does me any use.” He sits up and watches you get ready. “Well I’m just happy your comfortable with me to do that I know it’s hard for you.” It was, he’s trying for you but it’s still hard for him to show it. “Small steps at a time.” You add all he said was a soft yeah. As you where about to leave the room he stopped you. “Thank you, for making me feel human.” He hugged you it was unusual for him to do this but you let him. “I try my best, honestly forget your not sometimes.” With a soft giggle you let go of him and smile. If he could he would be too, you place a soft kiss where his lips would be and leave.
You were greeted by Bangalore and Gibraltar they were talking about the schedule. “Bonjour, did you sleep well I hope we didn’t wake you?” Natalie asked while she watched Ajay work on D.O.C. “Not at all Wattson, so what’s the plan for today?” Looking over at Anita. She took a sip of coffee as she explained everything. She soon left to grab some more coffee and Ajay’s light tapping with her shock sticks could be heard as you felt eyes on you. Revenant walked over to you sitting next to you, he put his arm around you. But quickly moved it as Bangalore walked back in. He didn’t pull away when you grabbed his hand rubbing where the Hammond Robotics logo was. Small steps you say to your self. After a few minutes of sitting with each other the announcement for the next match could be heard. Letting go of his hand getting ready he stops you, and puts a light kiss on your hand before going to his spot. The progress might be slow he might not even get past this stage but you didn’t mind. You would always love him no matter what and you knew he felt the same. Smiling while looking at him you start to drop. He looked at you as you both got ready to jump sharing a look before everyone jumped. Sure you loved him but this is a blood sport and you didn't come to lose. Giving him one last look knowing it will be over soon and you can go back to holding him. And with that let the games begin.
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marsbar17 · 4 months
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A part two of that Revenant oneshot I wrote for @dontbethatguy20
Hope you like it! And merry Christmas to those who celebrate!
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Days passed since you confronted Rev. You tried to avoid him for as long as you could, not wanting to accept what youd learnt or what you felt about it. But alas, the games seem to be your downfall.
"Stop getting in my line of sight for fucks sake." You grumbled, moving your sniper over so your scope was clear again. You looked down your sight, taking in a squad consisting of Bloodhound and Fuse as they looked for loot. And then your sight was disturbed by red and silver metal. "Rev! Fuck off!"
"I want you to look at me." Revenant pushed the barrel of your sniper out of the way, forcing you to look at him face to face for the first time in days. It scared you, but not in the usual "murder robot staring you down" scared, it was like the scared when you meet your crushes eyes for the first time after realizing you like them. Not that you liked Revenant like that, pfff no way.... right?
"Fuck off." Thats all you said to him before shifting your sniper over once again and looking down the scope. You zoned in on Fuse, the one who moved the least, and aimed right between the eyes.
Right as you went to take the shot, your sniper moved and you alerted the enemy squad. Bloodhound immediate pulled out their own sniper and took aim, and you had to scramble away from the ledge you were on. You took cover behind a rock, Revenant following and sitting beside you.
"Why would you do that you jerk?!" You yelled at him, assuming he was the one to nudge your gun as you shot.
"I wanted your attention. You've been ignoring me." Revenant scooted closer to you, and you scooted away in return.
"God you're like a lovesick puppy." Sighing, you strapped your sniper to your back and faced him. "Well, you've got my attention. What the fuck do you want?"
"You've been stressed, I can practically feel your heartbeat skyrocket everytime you see me." Revenant pointed out. You're face turned beet red, and you stuttered trying to come up with a response. He just stared the whole time, waiting patiently. After a while of struggle, you just sighed and turned away from him.
"Now is not the time for this conversation. Wait till the game's over." You peaked out from your cover just to come face to face with the mask that Bloodhound wore, and next second you were waking up in the medbay once again.
You had to stop getting distracted during the games. It was hard though when Revenant wouldn't let you go. You changed clothes, and opened the curtain around your bed to see that Revenant was standing in the same place as last time. He watched you as you approached, grabbing his metal hand and dragging him to your room in the big building. Sitting him down on your desk chair, you stood before him with hands on your hips.
"Look, all of this is just wrong. You shouldn't be able to love me. I shouldn't love you. We shouldnt-"
"You love me?"
It had slipped out, and you turned away from him quickly to hide your blush. You hadn't even admitted that fact to yourself, why did you just blab it to him? Curse your inability to shut up. Aw fuck it man.
"Fine, yes. I love you god damnit. I don't want to but I do. But this is wrong. We shouldn't love eachother, what will people think?" You started pacing, something you did when stressed. Revenant's eyes followed, expression blank as it always was.
"It doesn't have to be a public thing." He suggested, grabbing your hand to get you to stop pacing. You looked at him, and the realization that you loved a fucking robot hit you. It seems so stupid, so fucking stupid. How did this happen?
"But-"
"Stop." Revenant interrupted you. Again. "Stop giving me lousy excuses. We don't have to be public, we can take it slow, we don't even have to be a couple until you want to. Just let me love you."
You hesitated for a while, looking into his eyes. Somehow he had said exactly what you wanted to hear, and you relaxed a bit. Making a decision, you sighed.
"Okay. I admit it. I love you, and I want you to love me."
"Thank you."
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Thank you for reading! As always, requests help me very much and reblogs help spread my work. Doing both takes seconds, so if you want to go for it! Merry Christmas!
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probablyspooky · 10 months
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Season 17 (Revenant X Gn!Reader)
Revenant isn’t feeling well, something is wrong, something is horribly wrong.
This is short because I’m a little sad they’re revamping Revenant by possibly replacing the one we’ve all come to love (maybe)
“Get this shit off me,” a robotic voice growled, followed by the smashing of metal of the ground.
You stared with tears in your eyes, as the device you were using to monitor the electronic signals in Revenants  body was now shattered on the floor. Revenant stood, his never changing staring holes through your body, yet you could tell by the aura he was giving off, he was pissed.
“I was just trying to...” you whimpered, kneeling down to pick up the pieces of your monitoring device.
“Trying to what? Help me? Cure me of these annoying noises?” he growled, stomping around you, “It won’t kill me, nothing will.”
You sighed, wiping your eyes, lately Revenant has been complain about random pains in his head, along with hearing high pitched ringing in his head lately. You’ve tried a handful of things to see what the issue was, even going as far as to destroy one of the bodies Revenant was using so he was respawn in a new one, in hopes that the current one he was using was faulty in some way, but it just seems like you couldn’t discover the issue. Revenant hates feeling weak, especially around you.
“I’m just worried...” you said, looking up at him
“Well don’t be, I never asked for your help,” he spat, looking down at you with his piercing gaze, “Next time mind you-ARRRGHHHH!!” 
He gripped his head, the pain was back, he began to use his sharp claws to scrape the metal of his face, tearing the fabric of his headscarf, he knelt down to the ground groaning and clutching his head in agony, you quickly rushed over, putting your arms around his back.
“I’m here...I’m here” you whispered, waiting for the pain to subside.
For a brief moment, there was silence, only the  sounds of Revenant’s circuits and joints clicking, as he knelt on the ground in your arms.
“Thank you...(y/n)” he whispered
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I think you'd like this story: "Kaleb Cross x FEM reader dangerous game " by revenantsqueen27 on Wattpad https://www.wattpad.com/story/341811602?utm_source=android&utm_medium=com.tumblr&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=revenantsqueen27&wp_originator=e3%2Bs%2FuwWYN3aoobIziWnVvUC5CmuKO8vf6RJ88Xg0%2FfAvHqJWYnevM446y3hL%2FAITzfik6eUvsPAXn8U6SiY6qKC7BSM%2FqnC3nMJK7scG1rCwm4IIaoQVHcik4bjQDIk
Enjoy I have writing for human rev
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fandoms--fluff · 10 months
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Hello I just wanted to ask if you can do one where Hope has a little sister is another daughter of Hylie and Klaus is named Crystal Mikaelson, she is the light of Hope's eyes and she is the key for Hope to turn on her humanity crystal age is 6 months
The Little Key
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Baby female Mikaelson reader x Hope Mikaelson
Warnings: swearing, thats all
A/n: I did change the oc name to just y/n, cause that's what I'm used to writing and the age is a bit bumped up to around almost a year old to fit better with the fic, but she's still female. I hope you like it 💗
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Josie bounces you in her arms with one of her hands on the back of your head while you're crying your eyes out. Your sobs and crying are silent, wanting your big sister and everyone can tell you miss her even if you can't speak coherently yet.
You remember the feeling of another woman but she's been gone a long time. Now it's only Hope, your big sister, you have that same feeling with.
Josie holds you close and stands up from the couch in the living room, trying to quiet and calm you down a bit. Lizzie, Kaleb, MG, Finch, and Cleo are the only other ones in the room. They're all standing or sitting, trying to come up with a plan to get Hope's humanity back.
They hear heels clicking on the hardwood floor, "Hmm, I can help you with that. Stop trying" Hope walks into the Library with her arms crossed.
She glances at you for a moment before quickly moving her vision over to everyone else standing up now. Cleo starts a spell on her, but Hope picks up on it straight away and knocks the witch out with an easy spell. The older witch falls back onto the couch, unconscious.
"Hope, what are you doing here?" Josie asks, hiding your face under her jean jacket so you don't see any other incidents that may come.
"Do I need a reason to come back to my old school?" Hope rhetorically says.
You let out a loud whine, tears subsiding, hearing your sister's voice and wanting to go to her. You manage to escape from under Josie's jacket and make a grabby hand toward Hope while your other hand is holding onto Josie's shirt collar.
"What about your baby sister? The old you would have never been this unthoughtful" Josie exclaims, tightening her grip as hard as she can without hurting you.
Hope laughs with a scoff mixed in, she says, "This is your big plan? Saying some tiny touching thing about my sister and then insulting me? Heh, you can do better".
She started to walk over to the brunette twin. Lizzie moves quickly and stands in front of you both.
"What? You really think I'd hurt my own sister and the girl I had the smallest crush on for a measly week?" Hope chuckles at the taller girl.
She raises her hands and snaps the heretic's neck effortlessly before she could answer. After, she casts an immobilization spell on everyone except you.
Vamping over, Hope takes you into her arms and leaves the school before the spell wares off.
All of your tears immediately subside and your breathing levels out as you cling to the tribid.
She walks into the abandoned Mikaelson mansion that your guys' family used to live in for around two years. She's been staying in the house since a week after she turned her humanity off.
Hope walks up the staircase after locking the door and enters the room which she's taken, which is Klaus', or used to be anyways.
She puts you down on the bed and starts pacing back and forth. A second later you raise your hands up, wanting to be back in your sister's arms.
"What the hell is wrong with you, why'd you take her. There was absolutely no reason to, ughh. No, no way am I turning the damn thing back on. I see what your doing" Hope rambles to herself and her mind trying to get her to flip it back on, ignoring your pleas to be back in her hold.
"Hhh-o,mmhh" you whine, not being able to pronounce it.
You keep trying over and over, not being able to get it right, and Hope paying no mind to your babbling.
She can already feel her switch flittering between off and on, but she pauses as soon as she hears the word that comes out of your mouth.
"Ho...Hop... Hope" you finally pronounce correctly and yell out to your sister.
"What'd you just say?" She walks over and finally picks you up from the made bed.
"...Hope," you say again.
She closes her eyes, trying to fight off her switch, but after some time it was no use. Opening them back up slowly, she looks down at you in her grasp, holding onto a lock of her wavy auburn hair.
"Hey y/n/n, I'm sorry. I'm here now sweetie" Hope holds your tiny frame against her tightly, not wanting to let go.
You lay your head on her collarbone with a hand still in her hair, content and happy being back with your big sister.
"You said your first word" she whispers into your hair and kisses your head.
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msblazer · 2 years
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“Annoying Skin Suit”
Revenant x Reader
(Enemies to Lovers)
|Part 1|
07-05-22
1.5k words
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Copy and pasted from my Wattpad new one shots book:
Wattpad: @Ms_Blazer
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Revenant x F!Reader
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Where the reader is not afraid of the murderous simulacrum, who hates her back for it. They have a continuous rivalry on who would loose their minds first and finally snap.
Warnings:
-Cursing
-Violence
-Blood
Extra:
Best friends: Natalie, Octavio
-possible spelling errors!
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"Hey (Name)! Good job today, you did great." Anita patted your back. "Yes! You were fantastic (Name)!" Natalie beamed, her French accent could be heard very clearly." "Thanks guys, you both did amazing today as well."
You smiled back. The three women continue to talk about the match they won together while walking down the hall towards the main room to the other legends.
"Oh! (Name)? May I ask you something?" Natalie asked. You turned to face one of your beset friends while tilting your head. "You just did, but of course go on." Natalie giggled before asking. "Did you encounter you know who during today's match?" You nodded.
"Yeah I did actually, I saw him looting on his own so I decided to take that to my advantage. I knocked him down but-" You were cut off from your sentence when you felt a very rough shove to the shoulder. "Get out of my way skin suit." Natalie let out a little squeak and hid behind Anita slightly.
You looked at his back as he started to walk away. "Haha! Still salty about the match today hey? Imagine getting downed by an 'Annoying Skin Suit' like me!" (Name) taunted.
"(Name) I don't think that's a great idea- he's emitting smoke" Anita warned. Natalie was still behind Anita for cover. Suddenly Revenant spun around so quick it scared Natalie to the point she let out a scream of fear. Anita staggered.
(Name) raised an eyebrow at the simulacrum in amusement. "Sorry (Name), don't get yourself too hurt." Anita apologised as she ran after Natalie who had already taken off in the original direction the three of you were going.
"Lookie, it seems your little friends left you girlie..." Revenant slowly started to make his way towards you. "Did you really think by just knocking me down during that match was going to get anything to benefit you? Your status?"
"Yeah actually, surprise! I've got a tracker on how many times I've knocked you down 'Revie'." (Name) glared. Revenant growled. He has already lost his temper and now his patience was slowly decreasing.
"You better shut up before this ends worse for you than the other time I shot you down." "Try me asshole." Revenant's eyes turned into a blood red glow and he sprinted towards the smaller human. (Name) grinned and gave him a small wave before disappearing into thin air. Revenant missed his attack and started to look around for you.
He heard a laugh from behind him and quickly turned around to see you a couple of meter away from him down the hall. He rushed forward again.
Just before he could punch you, you appeared behind him in a flash and kicked the back of the abdomen part of his body, which was covered in leather. He let out a grunt and quickly turned in your direction.
You quickly teleported behind him again as his fist came towards you. This pattern continued for a few more seconds before his fist suddenly collided into your stomach mid air which took out the air in your lungs.
You get out a yell of pain and fell a meter down till your body collided with the floor. You saw Revenant about to raise his foot to kick you, you quickly rolled away. His foot still collided with your nose and you let out a groan of pain.
He didn't kick you hard enough to break your nose. The two of you saw the blood from your injury splatter onto the floor. Clutching your nose you got up quickly and turn to Revenant who still looked pissed but slightly...uncomfortable?
You felt the blood pouring down the hand that was clutching to your nose with light patters of the liquid meeting the ground below. You quickly mumbled a small "fuck you" before disappearing into the air leaving a light blue powder from where you stood.
The powder floated down, some mixing with the crimson blood on the ground where it turned into a violet purple colour.
Revenant growled and kicked a plant pot across the hall, shattering it in the process as he continued to make his way back to his own assigned room. As he walked he realised that you only lightly damaged some of the leather on his body.
It was nothing compared to the damage you could do with your bare hands during any of the matches which confused him, yet he shrugged it off and continued to walk away.
You quickly reappeared in some random room. "Eep! (Name)!? You scared me half to death! Don't randomly appear like that!" Natalie yelped at your sudden appearance.
"Relax Nat, we've seen each other naked so even if you were doing something with Mr. Speed Devil I wouldn't care and just leave you two to do your thing" (Name) grumbled as she started to make her way towards Nat's bathroom.
"(Name)! That stuff doesn't happen! Stop making things up!" Natalie stammered. You let out a small "mhm" as you were about to open the door to the bathroom to find the first aid kit. "(Name) are you okay...? You're bleeding, wait where are you goi- wait! Don't open the door!" Too late. (Name) opened the door and saw a panicking Octavio inside. Thankfully fully clothed, minus the mask and goggles.
"AH! Aha- hOlA aMiGo! FiNe dAy iSn'T It?" He stuttered as he leaned on the sink counter. You turned around to Nat. "Like I said. I don't care"
(Name) made her way towards Octavio who was sweating from anxiousness. "Can you move?" You asked. Octavio moved away immediately. "Yeah, sorry amigo..." you hummed in acceptance.
You quickly took out the med kit from the cupboard. "(Name) do you need any help?" Natalie asked. "That would be great actually" (Name) finally let go of her bleeding nose.
You both heard Octavio let out a hiss sound. "Ow, that's gotta hurt. What did you do? Teleport into a wall?" Octavio joked. (Name) shook her heard. "No, it was-" you let out a hiss of pain as Natalie started to clean off the blood around your nose.
"As I was saying, it was Revenant" You answered. Octavio tasked. "Of course it was, that metal headed punk. I would beat his ass if he wouldn't kill me first with a simple glare" Octavio shivered. You let out a laugh which you immediately regretted as you felt the pain come back to your nose.
"GAH that hurts like a bitch..." You growled. Natalie was about to put on some alcoholic disinfectant. "Oh, HELL NO" You yelled as you saw her approaching with the piece of cotton that had the 'evil liquid' you referred it to in her hand. Before you could get up you heard Nat yell "HOLD HER DOWN" and you felt a strong pair of hands hold you down.
"NO. LET ME GO RIGHT FUCKING NOW. YOU AREN'T GOING TO PUT THAT SHIT ON ME." (Name) yelled. You could probably be heard down the hall by other people walking by. "I'll make it quick! I promise!" "Well will you hurry up amor?! She isn't that easy to hold down you know!" Natalie quickly began to disinfect some of the cuts.
The long yell of curses and shouts could be heard down the hall. A minute of yelling passes and it is quiet again.
"Jesus (Name)! One of the most skilled and someone with a large amount of endurance from bullets and a nearly broken nose, yet your most vulnerable to some alcohol disinfectant?! Seriously?!" Octavio exclaimed.
You sat up silently. The room was awkwardly quiet. Natalie began to put a bandage on your nose. You were still quiet the entire time. A few moments pass and Natalie finishes applying the bandage. "I'm an idiot." (Name) mumbled.
Natalie immediately began to comfort you "no you're not (Name)! Don't be so hard on yourself. Maybe challenging Revenant to a fight was stu-" Natalie was then cut off.
"I could have just had teleported away before you could but that evil liquid on me...GODDAMNIT." You huffed. Octavio started to laugh. Natalie began to giggle and you soon joined in laughing.
As the three of you bonded while playing a video game that Natalie had saved for Octavio for when he came over to her room and eating snacks together and laughing, you didn't notice a certain simulacrum listening in from the hallway while you got your injury treated.
He huffed and continued to walk away to where ever he was going.
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Ahh! Here is part 1 finished! I had a lot of fun writing this one. I'm excited to write part 2. (Maybe even a part 3?) I hope you enjoyed reading this! Thanks for reading!
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saintgoo · 3 months
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Super Rich Kids ☆
PAIRING: JJ Maybank x FemKook!Reader
GENRE: Fluff, slight angst
WARNINGS: None
SONG: Super Rich Kids by Frank Ocean
A/N: I need him I need him I NEED HIM
wc: 1.5k ★ ... masterlist ★ ... taglist
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If there was one thing [Name] Liberty hated, it was rich people's parties, she hated a lot of things, but those parties were definitely in her top tier. As the daughter of one of the island's most influential businessmen, she was expected at these balls and ceremonies by the dirtiest people on the Outer Banks.
Her white dress matched the tulips that hung near the entrance to the party, she felt like a garden flower in the middle of a weed plantation. These people reeked of ego and deceit – as much as they used her father's shipping service to buy and transport their luxuries and were "friendly" with her family, she never sensed the truth in them.
To be honest, [Name] didn't feel like she belonged there; the parties, surrounded by important people and jewels that were worth more than that entire island. Don't get her wrong, she was grateful for everything she had and understood her privileges among others, but she didn't like the consequences of needing to maintain the Liberty family's reputation.
The heel was stuck uncomfortably to her foot from the unnecessary squeezing she had put on it before leaving the house, and she knew she would have calluses later. Her back was asking for help, she didn't know if it was because she had been sitting for a long time with an upright posture or because of the corset that was hidden beneath her dress.
Her eyes scanned the entire party room from the table. The girl mentally thanked her mother for choosing a table further away from the crowd, or she would have had to deal with more annoying people.
“Kaleb, stop playing with your food” the voice of Jada, her mother, echoed in her ears. Kaleb looked at her angrily, like any other child, and said he didn't feel like eating that crap, in his words. Elijah, his father, scolded him for using bad words and then went back to drinking his expensive bottle of wine that we can't pronounce the name. His mother kept insisting that he eat, and [Name] tired of the situation, got up saying she needed to go to the bathroom, but she doubted they paid attention to what she had said.
Hrr steps were quick and agile, avoiding any type of interaction with anyone who crossed her path. She swerved her way to the back door, going out of the mansion.
She sighed feeling the cold air from outside invade her nostrils, the voices of the party being silenced by the simple sound of the ocean waves a few miles away from the party room. She leaned against the wall next to the mansion's exit stairs, closing her eyes and wishing that peace was part of her life often.
“[Name] Liberty…” a voice emerged from behind her “I thought I would only see your face in the city’s newspapers.”
[Name] turned at the sound of her name, her hand flying to her chest in surprise. There, leaning casually against the wall next to the door , was JJ Maybank. Even in his ill-fitting waiter's uniform, he managed to look mischievously handsome in the moonlight.
“Maybank,” she said, not at all surprised, unlike her previous gestures. “Funny to see you here, I thought these kind of parties were something the Pogues would stay away from.”
She smiled, her hair blowing in the cold breeze in the moonlight, she looked like an angel seen by JJ. He took the cigarette out of his mouth, placing his other hand in the pocket of his suit pants, and approached the girl, smiling and offering the fag to her, who gratefully took it from his hand and put it in her mouth.
[Name] inhaled the smoke deeply, savoring the acidic taste in her throat. Anything for her was better than that suffocating gala. As she inhaled the smoke, JJ gave her a discreet look.
"Those kinds of parties might not be for the Pogues," JJ said with a shrug, "but a paying job is a paying job." He grinned crookedly as she exhaled a cloud of smoke.
"I suppose you're right," [Name] replied, handing the cigarette back to him. "A job's a job. Can't blame you for that."
She gazed out at the moonlight glistening on the ocean waves. Inhaling the cool night air into her lungs, she felt some of the tensions of the evening slip away. But an ache of longing lingered in her heart—longing for freedom from expectations, from facades and falsehoods. For honesty and belonging.
JJ took a long drag before speaking again. "These rich folk parties must be stifling as fuck," he commented.
"You have no idea," [Name] sighed, shooting him a wry half-smile. "Sometimes I feel like I'm just playing a part, ya know? Pretending to be someone else to keep my father happy."
"Uh-huh..." JJ's voice was soft with understanding. A pensive silence fell between them as they listened to the sea.
After a moment, JJ tilted his head, looking at her with a flicker of mischief in his eyes. "You know, we're having a bonfire down at the lighthouse cove tonight. Nothing fancy—just some music, dancing, and beer. But it's real, you know? No masks or pretenses. Could help shake off the stink of this place." He nodded towards the mansion.
[Name]’s pulse quickened at the suggestion of escape. But duty and propriety held her back, as always. "I don't know..." she hesitated. "My parents would—"
"Aw, come on. What they don't know won't hurt them." JJ flashed her a roguish grin. "One night of fun. Then you can go back to playing princess."
Something in his friendly, carefree manner put [Name] at ease. A night of authenticity and abandon among the Pogues did sound appealing—more appealing than another lonely hour as a caged bird.
Her lips quirked up in a smile. "All right, you've convinced me. Lead the way, Maybank.”
He smiled victoriously without showing his teeth. Reaching into his pocket he took out a name tag that said “Waiter” and waved it in the air for her to see. “I need to give this to my boss, wait here.”
JJ rushed inside the long corridors of the house. “Evening, sir.” he greeted his boss, who was flirting with two women. “Just leaving my thing, I’m done for t’day.”
The boy reached out to the man, placing his card in the man's hand and extending his own hand, waiting for his payment. The bald man took cash from his jacket pocket while still paying attention to the women, placing it in the boy's hand and just waved him off.
JJ took the money and hurried through the noisy place. Outside, as [Name] waited for the pogue, suddenly a familiar figure appeared through the door with a glass of wine in hand and clearly drunk.
It was her father.
His voice called her name in a drunken voice. She turned around fully, seeing his face contort into a confused and displeased expression. “[Name], what you think you dooiing out h're?”
The girl started to get nervous, trying to hide it by playing with her dress. “I-I just came to get some air, dad.” She mentally cursed herself for stuttering so stupidly.
Before he could respond, JJ emerged from the kitchen doors. "All settled with the boss man. You ready?" He paused, noticing [Name]’s father, smiling before talking again. "Mr. Liberty… Lovely as always."
Her father fixed JJ with a stern look. "I trust you're not influencing my daughter to engage in any...unsavory activities, Mr. Maybank."
JJ grinned easily. "Wouldn't dream of it sir. Just offering the lady an escape from the stifling formalities." He stopped next to the girl.
“I-I don't think-” Elijah was interrupted by JJ gently running his fingers through [Name]'s before whispering into the girl's ear, “Run.”
They both left at full speed, which surprised the boy, since [Name] was wearing heels. They laughed in what they didn't know it was desperation or amusement, as they stepped on the damp lunar sand, listening to Elijah's furious screams and the sound of the waves, which created a comforting breeze in the face of the chaotic moment.
When they were a considerable distance away, they paused to catch their breath. [Name] sat on the sand, trying to take off her heels that had been hurting her foot for a long time, she sighed loudly, removing the hair that was obstructing her vision. “My God, I’ll be dead by dawn.”
JJ smiled, crouching down next to her and helping her take off her shoe, taking a quick peek at her legs that were previously covered by the dress. She murmured a thank you, running her fingers over the foot that had begun to form a callus.
“So you better make this the best night of your life, don’t ya think?” [Name] looked at the blonde boy, who was already looking at her with his intense ocean blue eyes that made her feel like they were going to pierce her soul.
“Make this night my best, Maybank.”
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Dancing/Teaching them to dance to Latin music
Rating: T for handsy partners
Character x GN!Latin!Reader
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This is a grab bag of characters from different fandoms and some general headcanons I have about them dancing to Latin music with you! For ones that are like fantasy/sci-fi, just imagine it is the Latin equivalent of music in said universe.
These are my own personal thoughts on these characters and I know not everyone will agree and that’s okay! I hope you still enjoy these!
Disclaimer: I can’t dance.
Serious disclaimer: I already struggle with my cultural identity enough and feel comfortable enough to post things like this here. How I experience/d my culture may not be how you experience/d yours and vice versa.
If you see something and don’t like how I’ve interpreted it, described it, what have you, then just move on please.
I am not any less of who I am.
Now onto the fun stuff!
In order, this list is comprised of characters from:
The Warriors (1979) Apex Legends Devil May Cry Star Wars Batman (not DC, just Batman Characters) Marvel
The Warriors (1975)
Swan - You will have to coax him to the dance floor, but he has surprisingly great rhythm. Definitely catches you off guard when he throws in a spin here and there. He’s got the basic moves down and you can help him learn from there.
Ajax - He doesn’t want to dance, but when he sees you moving your hips in that way, he might finally be convinced. You need to be a very patient teacher to help him because he’s just trying to grind against you and isn’t entirely taking your lesson serious. Don’t let it put you off though, when you give him that look that you mean business, he’ll settle down. He’s not the best dancer, but he’s got the spirit! Definitely does better with the faster paced music.
Vermin - Oh boy. He’s also got the spirit, but his dancing is all over the place. He’s having a great time with you, but you’re gonna have to help him reel it in! He’s a great listener and learns the basics pretty fast. You could totally bring him to a family function and he will be the life of the party, he’ll get along great with everyone.
Apex Legends
Loba - You don’t have to ask her to dance and she is not asking you, she’s telling you to come dance. But in a playful way! She knows the moves and has great rhythm so 10/10 a great partner. If you are the one she is having to teach, she’ll gladly do so. She will have to remind herself to let you take the lead if that’s the position you’re trying for. She’s a great teacher and focuses on relaxing you, playing off of whatever moves you bring.
Revenant - No
Kaleb Cross - He’s never really had much time for dancing so he’s clueless. If you guys are out and you ask him to dance he will politely decline. You’ll have to teach him in private. He’s frustrated when he keeps messing up, but play it lighthearted and he’ll relax and get it down. He’s happy to oblige your request for a dance the next time.
Mirage - He’s good! Too good. You can’t keep up. He’s being super extra with his moves, the spins, the dips, he’s doing them all. It’s gonna be a fun time, but you’ll be out of breath by the end of it. He might miss a step here and there, but recovers quickly.
Octane - Huapango and Duranguense are his favorite and he’s definitely got the legs for it. You guys are going to be that couple. You know the one, the one that’s bouncing all over the dance floor. He also loves Zapateado. He’s not one for the slower dances, he’s got way too much energy for that.
Devil May Cry
Dante - He can definitely already dress the part, but doesn’t know the steps all that well. You might try to teach him, but he’s really a go with the flow kind of guy so he’ll tell you to not worry so much about it. Just vibe with the music and it sort of just comes to him as he follows your lead. Keeps up way better than expected at your family function when Payaso de Rodeo comes on. He’s got a huge grin on his face as he flies around the dancefloor.
Nero - Shy boy. Zero clue as to what he’s doing and doesn’t want to embarrass himself. He can’t really keep up with the faster paced music so a slower dance is more his speed. Really gets into the rhythm with Bachata.
Nico - If you ask her to dance, she is so down! Hell yeah! She knows how to move, too. 10/10 great partner whether she’s following or taking the lead. Whatever she doesn’t know, she picks up really fast. Great party guest, your family adores her!
V - He’s also shy, but he sees you sitting there watching all the other couples dancing. He’ll be observant of everyone else’s moves for awhile and then ask you to dance. He’s a laid back type of dancer, he doesn’t need to do all the fancy footwork to make sure you guys fit right in and have a good time.
Vergil - Oh dear. We all saw his demon form bust a move so we know he’s got it in him somewhere deep deep down. He’s into the classics which means whatever he dances with you will be a rendition of some kind of ballroom dancing. He’s read enough about Salsa, Merengue, and Paso Doble type dances to make something happen. It’s a little old fashioned and prim and proper how he moves. Throw a little hip dip into the mix and he’s looking at you like you have just committed the biggest scandal and his face might get red, but he’ll slowly start to get the hang of it.
Star Wars
Qui-Gon Jinn - You don’t have to ask, he’s already holding his hand out for you to take. He’s a Jedi, so you might hesitate especially if you are, too, but he assures you that the two of you have nothing to hide. You affections for each other do not consume the other and he comforts you with the fact that he understands and respects the position that the two of you are in. He’s very familiar, though not proficient, with the steps.
Obi-Wan Kenobi - You invite him to a family function and try to guide him to where everyone is dancing. He’s pretty reserved and insists that he’s alright, but seeing you walk away trying to hide your disappointment convinces him. He’s not one for dancing so you’ll have to show him the steps. Wait does his leg really go there? This feels really intimate to him and he might have some objections, but you assure him that it’s totally normal and not as scandalous as he might think.
Cassian Andor - He dances and he dances well. 14/10 with rhythm. There’s a cantina you two frequent where you go dancing. He loves to dance to any style. You guys are definitely the “regular couple” who look like they know what they’re doing and the dance comes naturally to the two of you. Whether it’s platonic or romantic, he is a welcome staple at your family gatherings. If you show up without him be prepared for an interrogation: “donde esta Cassian?” “Cassian no es contigo?”
Din Djarin - You’re both alone on the Razorcrest and you’re still riding the high from being at whatever cantina/party you guys were at, dancing in the cockpit. You coax him into joining you for a dance. He’ll reluctantly admit he has zero clue as to what he’s doing. He’s willing to learn, but timid with his movements. Bring him to a family function and he’ll shy away, he does better around people who are less likely to see him again.
Boba Fett - Has some knowledge of this style of dancing, enough that you two don’t look totally lost in the sauce. He’s not so sure how socially acceptable his leg/hand placements are or the way you two are moving when you have to stand really close, but with some assurance from you, he’ll get the hang of it. Once he gets comfortable, you two are definitely that spicy couple on the dance floor at the cantina!
Batman
Bruce Wayne - He only knows the basic steps Alfred taught him, enough to get by at parties and social gatherings. He’s nervous, but wants to learn for you. After the first time he failed to get the steps right at whatever party you guys were at, he went home and reluctantly asked Alfred to help him learn to dance so he could surprise you next time. He adores being around your family, the closeness of the gatherings warms him and your family makes sure to make him feel welcome. Bruce even has Alfred help him cook so he can pitch in and bring a dish.
Alfred Pennyworth - Oh, he knows how to dance! Mostly ballroom, but he can adapt and pick up on things quite fast. If you bring him to the family function, he’s sure to impress everyone with his manners and his moves. All the tias at the party are silent and won’t give you any lip! He prefers slower dances with you because he’s not so focused on the steps so much as he is on you. 15/10 your family wants him back at the next carne asada. Oh and tell him to bring the Batfam! They sound lovely!
Harvey Dent - Him, dance to this? No. He’s a big guy and hard to miss which means any mistakes he might make will be noticeable. He wants to save himself the embarrassment. Maybe when a slower song comes on. He’s really sorry, but promises to somehow make it up to you. He’s definitely beating himself up. If you manage to get him out on the dance floor, he’s too worried about how he looks to focus on just enjoying himself.
Two-Face - Does not give a single fuck about how he looks. He knows a few moves and will surprise you with some fancy spins. He’s wayyy more confident in his abilities than Harvey. He’s more open to learning what he doesn’t know and definitely enjoys the close contact with you. Is it you or is it hot in here??
Bane - 15/10. Being from Santa Prisca, the man knows what he’s doing. He knows how to dance and has the best footwork despite his size. If anything, he’s teaching you how to dance. Romantic/sensual dances like Bachata are his favorite to do with you. Always welcome to the family gatherings.
Black Mask - Similar to Bruce, he knows enough to get by. What gets him interested in learning is being out at a club and seeing other guys asking you to dance. That is not going to fly. He’ll guide you to the dance floor and be open to your teachings if it mean getting everyone else to back off of you. He picks up pretty well and forgets being paranoid/angry. 9/10 he is very interested in doing this again with you.
Jason Todd - Oh yeah, he’s got this down. Not afraid to spice it up on the dance floor with how he holds you or where his hands are. Dancing with him is intense when you’re among strangers like at a club, but with family he’s much more tame. Being with the Batfam, he’s great with your siblings and cousins. He’s definitely the bad boy/rebel of the bunch, but he’s yours!
Marvel
Steve Rogers - Well he did kinda skip this part of his life, but if he backed down from a challenge then he wouldn’t be the hero he is today. You pull him to the dance floor and he is all for it. The basics are there, but he’ll need some work. You mention returning to a club or a family gathering coming up and he asks that you practice some moves with him. To your surprise, he dances Cumbia pretty damn well.
Bucky Barnes - He’s still adjusting to just being Bucky again so he won’t come easily if you try to get him on the dance floor. Once he’s out there with you, he’s shy and reserved, suddenly it’s like he forgot how to even do a basic school side-to-side shuffle. Be patient and help him along and he’ll fall back into the flow of the moves. He really likes dancing Norteñas and loosen him up enough and he’ll come around to Cumbia.
Peter Parker - God he knows he can’t dance, but he really wants to impress you so before you guys go out, he researches latin dances and the music styles. He wants to be bold and take initiative so he asks you to dance first. He’s nervous at first and might ramble all the facts he learned during his research: did you know what is cited as the first cumbia outside of Columbia is "La Cumbia Cienaguera"? Totally just know that from a book he read and not during his late night deep dive on the internet. He’s an 8/10 on applying what he learned!
Loki - Are you sure this is how he’s supposed to hold you? This feels really intimate. Kinda wishing he hadn’t been goaded by Thor into asking you to dance. He’s the better dancer of the two of them, but it occurs to him now that he has no idea what he’s doing. He’s gonna ask you to trust him and he’ll improvise a lot, but somehow it works!
Ultron - That’s really cute. You’re so adorable. Wait, you’re serious?
Ulysses Klaue - No one can convince me that he can’t dance. I am firm in my belief that he can and he has way too much fun with it. Judging from the singing to Haddaway, he digs house music and has visited many a club. He’s traveled a lot so I have no doubt that he can do Latin dances. He’s a little silly about it so you’ll have to reel him in a bit.
Venom (not MCU, but still Marvel) - Eddie is down, but Venom is EXCITED. Yes, Venom would love to dance let’s go! It’ll be difficult to dance since Eddie and Venom will probably be at war with each other on how to go about moving in one body and with you since they both have different ideas of what they should be doing. You’ll help bring some balance between them; Eddie will be comfortable while Venom will still get to express themself.
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That’s it! These are ones I just had on the top of my head, there’s plenty others I could have done, but didn’t have much to write about or I’d need to go back and watch/read some stuff to get a better idea.
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carmen-is-away · 3 years
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revenant headcanons.
a/n: if you wanted human rev, I’m so sorry. I could totally do it later. It took me super long to finally be able to do a request and I was kinda on a roll when I started this and this is super unorganized sorry
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Revenant is a real freaky dude
The only enjoyment he gets beside killing, is making people super uncomfortable
He’ll do and say anything to get a reaction, but the rest of the legends are used to his bullshit now
“I’ll snap every vertebrae in your spine, skin suit”
Everyone else: “yeah sure okay”
Revenant has definitely stalked Loba while she slept
He just paced back and forth near the end of her bed until crypto got tired of hearing his footsteps and told him to power down or smth
Rev most definitely did not power down
He stared at crypto for the rest of the night, but Taejoon literally couldn’t care less
Rev talks a lot of shit, but won’t actually do anything
Like a chihuahua
If he had a functioning mouth, he’d “eat” spiders just to creep ppl out
He also really likes cats. He def had a cat when he was human.
Now if you’re in a relationship…
Friend are you okay?
Is everything alright at home?
Nah I’m jk
But Rev doesn’t even call you skin suit or skin bag
He doesn’t even threaten to blend your spinal fluid????
As much he hates people, you just suck a little less so he likes when your clingy
Not everyone wants to lay on the murder robot
He loves that you’re ballsy enough to lay on the murder robot
But he really likes when you curl up next to him on the communal couch and everyone looks at you sideways
He is personally offended that they find you strange, but enjoys a reaction nonetheless
Loba hates you sm
She cannot stand you and she wants you to find new company. She tried to start off with snide comments like
“Do you really want to be around that demonio?”
But after she figured out you weren’t going anywhere, she’d be outright upset with you, but she’ll go about her business
Revenant isn’t generous with compliments, but sometimes if you’re getting all dressed up, he’ll creep in your room with a “well well well”
He loses his mind when you call him Kaleb for the first time
He avoided you for like a week straight, but came back around when you finally cornered him, he finally came clean
He hasn’t heard that name in so long :(
He has his hand on your head all the time
It’s his way of being protective, yk besides threatening to murder anyone who breathes at you the wrong way
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A new legend aboard Revenant x Reader
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My last one did well so here is more Rev ya simps I’m looking forward to making more of these I am new to this
Summary: your the newest legend to join the games and you take interest in a certain someone
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Sfw/ Typical Rev/ Ansty/ Fluffy End
Yep it was true you are the newest legend to join that game. To say your excited was an understatement, you couldn’t believe you were in the Apex Games. “You must be the new legend? I’m Lifeline but you can call me Ajay.” A kind voice with a accent could be heard you turn to see a girl with space buns and what seemed to be a robot companion. “Yep that would be me.” You greeted back taking note she was a medic. “Well let me introduce you to everyone I’m sure they would love to meet you.” She started walking to the main hangout there you saw many different people, you would be lying if you said it didn’t make you nervous. Suddenly a man with goggles approach you. “Your new right I’m Elliot but you can call me anytime.” He shot up finger guns and winked looking a bit awkward himself. “Mirage! Sorry about him I’m wraith.” She walked off pulling the man known as Mirage with her, after getting to know some more people and just hanging out. You noticed one you haven’t met yet pointing to him you ask.
“What about him I don’t think we have met?” Ajay turns to see who you are pointing at but she just sees him roll his eyes and walk away. “That’s our friend Revenant.” Path said with his iconic smile.“Don’t worry about him he’s well cold not worth trying to know him.” Bangalore said basically ignoring pathfinder. You turn back to watch he leave “challenge accepted.” You whispered to yourself, after learning how to play in the games you had some down time. This was perfect time to see what was up with that robot. Seeing him you walk over with your hand out. “Hi I don’t think we have met.” You put your hand down and look at him as if you did something wrong. “Leave me alone skin suit.” Is all he had to say but you were not going to give up. The simulacrum known as Revenant was really interesting to you, of course there are other robots here but Revenant was different. To be honest you might have a little crush on him he did watch you a lot. “Come on don’t be like that I want to get to know you we will eventually have a match together.” He just looked at you. “Why do you care.” It wasn’t even a question more of a statement. “I just want to get to know you I think your cool.” Cool? Him? Well that was something he had never heard before.
He was about to say something but Bangalore was telling everyone to go to bed. As you entered your room you thought it could use some decorating, something you could do later. getting into bed you lay there not able to sleep but a yellow light catch’s your attention, a little nervous you turn on the lamp. It was Revenant in the door way he invited himself in. “Well ask away I have nothing better to do.” Confused you ask. “What are you talking about?” A sigh left him. “You want to get to know me right? So ask.” He stood beside your bed. “Oh right well I don’t know I just think your cool I think robots are really fascinating.” He looks down at you with a huh. “There are two other bots here skin suit why me.” Cuz you liked him. You pushed these thoughts away you just met him. You had to make something up on the spot. “Well you just seem different.” He saw right through that lie you knew it. “Huh is that so?” He totally saw you blushing there was no hiding it.
He moved closer to you looking right in your eyes. “I know there is more to it no need to lie it just wastes my time.” Getting nervous you had to admit he did look really intimidating. “I guess I like you. There are you happy now.” He backed up and left the room. Not even looking back at you it was weird. There was no need to over think it right now you went to sleep thinking he would talk to you about it tomorrow. As morning came he didn’t say a word to you, but he did watch you. You would look back but nothing he was just standing and watching. This went on for a while and you were mad. He basically mad you confess just to watch from a distance and ignore you. You had enough. “What is your problem?” You were trying to keep your cool but it was hard. “What are you taking about.” Of course he’s going to act like nothing happened. “Why did you make me confess just to ignore me like this?” At this point you were holding in tears you didn’t want him to see you like this. But god it hurt.
He just looked at you like he always did and pulled you aside. Sure you had only been here for a few months but he was playing with your feelings, and you were sick of it. “Listen I’m not good with this kind of stuff.” He seemed calm almost like he wanted to make you ever more mad. “No you listen you’ve been playing with me feelings from day one do you like me back or not? I can’t keep doing this back and forth.” Your tears are gone and anger fills you as you ask, hoping he gives the answer you want. “Ugh yes skin suit how oblivious are you?” What he liked you this whole time? No he has to be lying there’s no way. “Yea I guess I am cuz standing and staring isn’t really a way for letting me know.” You still had anger in you but you felt happy he somewhat felt that same. “We can be together if you want but not in front of the others but they will know you’re mine.” Letting out a laugh you agree to this, it was hard at first. He didn’t hug you or anything in front of the other legends but alone he was so kind and caring, well as much as a murder bot could be.
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rodeoxqueen · 3 years
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Limerence
Revenant/Reader 
“Revenant misses what Kaleb took for granted. Some of the smallest things have the largest exit wounds.”
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Jumping down the alleyway like a cat in the dark, Revenant stalked the streets of a rather run-down area. Whatever stores weren’t broken into or out of business simply resold stolen items. For some reason, mostly that he had nowhere to go, Revenant decided to stop at a particular window of an antique store. The usual sight of this red-metal shell weakly reflected against the surface of the display window. 
Humans loved to resell items that were meant to have been disposed of, sickeningly emotional over trash. Worldly possessions meant nothing to him yet he entertained the notion of judging what these meatbags had to offer. 
However, something shined in the midnight hour, his yellow eyes close to the glass. Something truly antique.
“Why are you taping me?” Kaleb walked out of frame. You laughed, zooming in on his face. 
The view of just Kaleb had your face added in the corner, the viewfinder focusing on your close-up.  
“My name is (Y/N), this is my new vlog. I’m the same age as my boyfriend, who is….” 
Kaleb sighed, knowing it was a sentence meant for him to finish. 
“Twenty-seven.” 
“Yeah!” You pointed to him in the viewfinder, his expression unimpressed. 
“This is my boyfriend. We’ve been together for a couple of years now. Kaleb, how many years have we been together?” 
He sighed, covering his face and trying to drink his water.  
“Hey, how many years have we been together?” 
“Too many.” 
Although snarky at times, you knew this was banter. 
“Four years.” You boasted to the camera and to the future viewers. 
“What brought this on?” Kaleb asked, hand loosely gesturing to the camera, as you walked about to give a shot of the outside of your shared home. 
“I don’t know, I just think that when we’re older, we’re not going to remember all of these moments in full detail. I thought that if I recorded us, we can save these memories.” 
Kaleb noticed you were wearing his white undershirt again. He was looking for that one in particular. With a stretch of his arm, he tugged you back towards him. The familiar smoothness of his sharp jawline propped against your neck.
The scent of his cologne was something you knew you could never memorialize on simple recordings. He smelled like home. 
“I just want to remember things exactly as they are. That we were around, and that we were having a good time.” 
The red light of the on button reflected against his baby blue eyes, reminiscent of fire arm’s ready-to-fire. 
“Well, isn’t that sweet?” He kissed the side of your cheek. 
You turned your head to peck him in return when he suddenly took the handheld camera out of your hands. Keeping it out of your reach, he switched off the rolling film in your moment of distraction. 
It pays to have the reflexes of a hitman. 
A squawk of indignance left your mouth. Luckily your device saved it, the playback of your shaky camera work filling the empty air.
“What was that for?” 
“I’ll always be around. Ditch the vlogging for now, I’m making breakfast.” 
There wasn’t a lot of need for sentiment in his life. He lived and that was enough, working with no regard for memories. He had enough love from you, this rare luxury of affectionate company. It was enough for him to live in the moment. It was all he needed. 
Centuries later, Revenant could strongly taste the feeling of regret. 
He had abandoned the streets for the roofs instead, not quite in the mood to go back to the King’s Canyon that he haunted. Where he once stood, had a hole been punched through the glass, littering a now-empty display box.  
A slight wind fluttered his cowl, his head lowered. 
In his metal claws, the camcorder had been the same color as yours. Not quite as well-maintained, but used nonetheless. He turned it about in his hands, the viewfinder busted and the lens riddled with slight cracks. This wasn’t yours, god no. You took care of things. 
He doubted yours could ever be found. 
Where you could have gone after his absence, no one of the last few centuries could have known. 
There was a sick sadistic idea in his mind, how your face might have contorted with fear at his new appearance and mentality. Would you scream, his robotic sensors recording everything as you realized Kaleb was no longer Kaleb?
Everyone else of better sense did, letting him be the monster he was programmed to be. This cold man had frozen over as a cadaver, becoming a frigid Simulacrum. 
Time had some blessings. You passed long before you could ever have been tainted by Revenant’s bloodstained touch. The very things, the recorded memories of his old life, he had once mocked became something he wanted ownership of more than before. 
“I’ll always be around, you’ll just be gone.” 
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