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marsbar17 · 1 year ago

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Request from anon that I once again accidentally got rid of:

(may i request a fusehound oneshot of them being very tender, affectionate and intimate together? lots of sappy pet names in icelandic, admiring and teasing eachother, starts off sfw into nsfw? thank you. 💕)

I loved this request and I had a lot of fun with it! It took a while tho cuz I got sick hfbdjsjsk sorry

This is heavily based off of and includes a quote from this

https://twitter.com/PlayApex/status/1704894090825916881?t=2KjqrG5pNU0aiK4DD-jhsw&s=19

comic that Apex Legends tweeted, go check out the artist babes :)

Contains: amab bloodhound, they got a penis and a prostate, anal sex, blow jobs, hand jobs, no aftercare cuz it was getting pretty long, lots of praise and appreciation

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Bloodhound huffed as they placed the last cardboard box down on their living room floor, breathing heavy from the exertion of lifting heavy boxes for the past half hour. They stretched out their sore back and arms and looked around.

Fuse's stuff was finally all in the house, a small cabin-in-the-woods type of house that felt cozy and isolated from the world. He had asked to move in together a few weeks ago, and finally it was done. Bloodhound sighed, just remembering all the memories they made with Fuse in the past year. All they could think about when they saw Fuse was safety, a warmth in the cold of their life.

Speak of the devil, arms wrapped around Bloodhound's waist, one rigid and metal while the other was warm and soft.

"Whatcha thinkin' about, Houndy?" Fuse's mustache tickled their exposed neck as he whispered in their ear, making them shiver.

"You, mitt Walter." Bloodhound turned around in Fuse's arms and cupped his face in their hands, rubbing a thumb along the scar over his eye. "Our time together is engraved in my mind. I think about it often."

Hound pressed a light kiss to Fuse's lips before backing out of his arms and turning back to the mess of boxes and random trinkets hung on the wall. Skulls mounted on plaques, herbs drying from the ceiling, even Fuse's signature 30-30 repeater. They were already making it feel like home. The first home either of them had in a while. And it felt even more like home with eachother.

"You should begin unpacking, elskan. I will be in the bedroom organizing the clothing." Hound kissed the other's cheek one last time before leaving the room, a smile hidden under the respirator covering their face.

They had been planning something, crafting something, ever since Fuse had smashed his old guitar. A new guitar, a killer one. It was sort of an anniversary gift, and they added elements of themself into it. The fact that it could be wielded like an axe, the sharp blade at the top. A symbol of the hunter's connection to their lover. They had incorporated some pieces of the old guitar too, to show Fuse that his past didn't need to be erased for him to be himself.

All that was left to do was tune it, but Hound had no experience with instruments, and didn't know how. So they sat on the bed, mindlessly plucking strings in an off-tune melody. They could hear Fuse's footsteps walking around the main room of the house, before starting to approach the bedroom. He opened the door, looking confused at why he was hearing a guitar.

"What's that?" Fuse questioned, pointing to the guitar on Bloodhound's lap. "When did you get that?"

"Well, it isn't very good, and I don't know how to tune it, but it is a present for you, mitt Walter." Bloodhound explained without looking at the other before presenting the guitar to him.

"You... you made this?" Fuse took the gift from Hound's hands and turned it over a couple times, admiring the details.

"Yes, using pieces from your old guitar. I wanted it to represent our relationship, and our pasts." They stood from the bed, pointing out small details of the piece.

"Your past is not something to be denied or erased. You need not be afraid of it. It is what brought us together. For me, for us, there is nothing you must be, except who you are.

The man I love."

Fuse didn't speak. The act was so touching, and Hound had such a way with words. It hit him hard. Plus he was just in awe at how cool his new guitar was. He just stood in silence, gawking.

"Do you... like it, kæri?" Bloodhound spoke hesitantly after a few moments, afraid they had upset the other.

"Do I like it? Houndy, it's gorgeous! And looks bloody sick too!" Fuse just held it out in front of him to see it all at once, his jaw dropped. "You're amazing!"

"I am glad. I know it's a bit early for an anniversary gift, but I could not wait, ástin mín." Bloodhound stood with their hands clasped behind their back, waiting for Fuse to finish ogling his new guitar. After a few moments, Fuse put the guitar down, leaning against the wall, and pulled them into a hug.

"I cant wait to spend our lives together, Houndy." He whispered in their ear, sounding oddly soft for a moment.

"I cannot wait either, elskan."

Fuse pulled away but kept his hands on the other's shoulders, just looking at them. He loved their eyes, deep in color and down-turned. He loved their cheeks, soft with freckles scattered, but also scarred from their lifetime of hardships. He loved their lips, pale peach and scarred from the cold. He loved them, so fucking much.

"You're so perfect Houndy, God I could kiss ya right now."

"Then do it." Hound reached behind their head and unclasped their respirator, letting it drop into their other hand before resting it on the bed beside them.

As soon as they had it out of their hands, Fuse grabbed their face and kissed them. It was harsh, passionate, just like the man himself. Bloodhound whined into the kiss and wrapped their hands around Fuse's shoulders, tangling fingers into his hair and pulling him closer. After they pulled apart, but stayed in each other's arms, both were panting slightly.

"You're so bloody irresistible, love." Fuse kept one hand on Hound's jaw, gliding his calloused thumb across their bottom lip. They just let their mouth fall open, panting and staring into Fuse's eyes. "And incredibly sexy too." Hound let out a huff at that, smiling.

"I am not tha-"

"Oi." Fuse interrupted them, "You better not be sayin' anything self depreciatin', that's my partner you're talkin' 'bout."

"Walter..." Hound's voice trailed off, leaving the word sounding like a whine. They just wanted Fuse to admire them, to love them and tell them they were beautiful.

"What would you like, love?"

"Please, kiss me again."

Fuse didn't need any more, he connected their lips again. This time he was softer, but more sensual. He grabbed Bloodhound's hips and pulled them to meet his own, making the other gasp and giving him the opening to slip his tongue in. He explored their mouth hungrily, practically grinding against the other with how much his was grabbing at them and pulling them closer.

"Elskaður, slow down." Hound whined, breathing heavy and grasping desperately at Fuse's shirt.

"I need to appreciate ya, need you to know yer perfect, Houndy." Fuse muttered against the skin of Bloodhound's neck, moving to leave open mouth kisses along it. "Will you let me?"

"Of course, Walter." They barely whispered it, too caught up in the way that he was sucking and nipping at that one spot that made their eyes roll back. "You may do whatever you'd like to me."

While he continued to kiss their neck, Fuse walked Bloodhound backwards until their calves hit the bed frame and they had to sit in order to not fall over. They were eye level with his crotch and reached their hands up to start undoing his belt but Fuse swatted their hands away before kneeling on the ground before them. Hound was confused, usually he loved letting them please him to get him ready, but they didn't complain as Fuse reached for their own belt.

"This time," He smirked up at the other, undoing their belt and slipping it from the loops. "I want this to be all about you, pup. I'll give ya all the attention you deserve."

Bloodhound couldn't do anything but lift their hips up as Fuse tugged their pants and boxers off of their body and placed them on the floor. It had all gone so fast, so they weren't yet fully hard, but Fuse didn't mind. He just reached into a small box nearby labeled 'bedroom' and pulled out a bottle of lube, putting a small bit on his fingers before wrapping them around their length.

They gasped at the cold liquid, before moaning softly as Fuse started off with gentle strokes, focusing on the tip of their cock. Hound grew hard very quickly, it's hard not to when those skilled hands were bringing all the sinful noises out of their mouth.

"Ah~ fokk, Walter." They tangled a hand into Fuse's hair and subconsciously pulled his head closer. Fuse laughed under his breath and pressed a light kiss right under the head of Hound's cock, making them whine.

Fuse took them into his mouth, sucking on the tip while he continued to stroke the rest of their length.

"Skítur! So.. gott~" Bloodhound desperately pushed his head further down, and whined when Fuse just pulled back, chuckling.

"So bloody needy, aye pup? Just be patient, you'll get what ye need." He then took them back into his mouth and as far as he could down his throat, making them throw their head back and let out a string of curses in Icelandic.

Fuse continued to go slowly, stroking them while kitten licking the tip, and then occasionally deep throating them without warning. It was when Bloodhound started getting quiet and breathing sharper that the other stopped everything and just sat back, rubbing his hands along their thighs and watching as a bead of precum leaked from the head of their length.

"Walter." Hound protested after they had caught their breath again. "You tease me, why?"

"Wouldn't be fun without it, pup." Fuse just smirked before standing up and undoing his own belt. "Strip completely while I do this, would ya?"

They immediately complied, undoing the buttons and buckles on their coat and tossing it off their shoulders before dragging their shirt up over their head and dropping both items on the floor by their other clothes. Now sitting completely naked, they shivered at the cool air and waited for Fuse to finish taking his clothes off and join them. They couldn't help but stare as he lifted his shirt slowly, revealing the hair that ran from his navel to under the waistband of his pants. Arguably one of their favorite parts of his body.

Fuse finished stripping and Bloodhound had to stop themself from licking their lips at the sight of his length. He wasn't too huge, more girth than length, but Hound loved it. Pretty much eerytime they sat him naked they tried to initiate something, just to be able to suck him off.

"I can practically hear your thoughts, Houndy. May I remind you that I'm supposed to be pleasing you today?" Fuse walked up to the bed and made Bloodhound look his in the eyes by lifting their chin up. They whined in protest but Fuse just chuckled and parted their lips with his thumb. "As much as I would love to watch you drool around my dick with these pretty lips of yours, I wanna fuck you even more. Face down ass up, pup."

Again, they obeyed. They turned around and presented themself to their lover, chin against the mattress as they arched their back to show off their body. And hopefully tempt the other to let them cum quickly.

"So bloody beautiful." Fuse muttered as he poured more lube onto his hand, warming it up between his hands before pressing one one finger to Hound's puckering hole and using the other to stroke himself a couple times. "You're practically quivering, love."

Bloodhound just whined, feeling Fuse circle their hole and trying to shove their hips back so he would finally let them feel the stretch they craved. As much as he wanted to tease his lover, Fuse relented and slipped a finger in, thrusting slowly to let them adjust.

"More, ástin mín, please more." It was barely a minute before Bloodhound was rocking back onto Fuse's finger and begging. The same happened with two fingers, and even three.

"You sure you're ready? Usually takes a while longer." Fuse curled his fingers inside them, trying to find that special spot inside them. When he finally pressed against it, the moan Bloodhound let out was whorish.

"Just fuck me Walter- Fokk it's been so long I need it svo mikið~" Hearing Bloodhound whimpering and desperately fucking themself against his fingers, Fuse realized it really had been a while since they'd last been intimate. Moving had taken that out of their minds, he guessed.

"Alright, love. It's okay I'll take care of ya." He comforted them, slipping his fingers out and kneeling on the bed behind them. He lined himself up, rubbing against them to make sure the lube hadn't dried too much, and then groaned as the head of his cock was sucked into their hole. Bloodhound panted, adjusting to the girth of him inside them, before once again rocking their hips back.

Slowly, inch by inch, Fuse sheathed his whole length inside them. Once at the base, Fuse paused to let Bloodhound adjust and rubbed along their back and ass.

"So good, pup. Takin' me so well." He spoke in a comforting tone, brushing some of their long hair away from their face and smiling at how relaxed they looked. Fully submitting and ready for anything Fuse would do to them.

After admiring them for a few moments, Fuse dragged his hips back at an excruciatingly slow pace. He wanted to make sure Hound felt every inch of him leave their hole before thrusting sharply, slapping his hips against their ass. The whimper they let out was music to his ears, and he couldn't help himself from continuing to thrust hard and deep. They definitely weren't complaining about it though.

"Já, já, já~ Meira, meira, Walter~" Bloodhound kept muttering under their breath along with whimpers and whines. Fuse could tell they were really enjoying it, their mouth hung open and their eyes rolled back. He grabbed their thigh and spread them just a bit further before gripping their hips and fucking them even deeper now.

"Touch yourself for me, pup. And don't stop, even if it's too much." Fuse enjoyed watching Bloodhound weakly reach down to take their length in their hand. They started pathetically twisting their wrist, stroking along only the tips on their cock. The sound of their own slick being spread over their length was a new type of lewd and some of it even dripped onto the sheets, but they didn't care. They were too addicted to the feeling of being pounded over and over and the sound of sweaty skin slapping against sweaty skin.

Fuse took a second to adjust his position and suddenly was directly hitting Bloodhound's prostate with ever thrust. Their whimpers turned into cries and the overwhelming amount of pleasure made them tear up. Their strokes grew more frantic as they started chasing orgasm, crying into the sheets.

"Elskan, gonna- hah~ cum!"

"Cum for me, pup. Wanna feel you milk me dry." Fuse was panting, approaching his own orgasm. All he needed was the addition of Bloodhound squeezing around him to push himself over the edge. And god damn, they came hard.

Bloodhound sobbed as they came, tensing their muscles and clenching around Fuse, making him groan. Their cum painted their hand and the sheets and they dropped their hand from their twitching length. Fuse wasn't done yet though, and the overstimulation made Bloodhound raise their head out of the mattress, tears running down their cheeks.

"Walter it's too much-"

"Take it for me, love. I'm almost there you can do it."

After a few more moments Fuse's hips stuttered and he bottomed out, pressing their hips together as he came as deep as he could inside the other. Breathing hard, he pulled out, making them whine in discomfort and emptiness. He sat back, spreading them wide and watching as his cum slowly dripped out of their hole.

"Bloody beautiful, just like the rest of ya, Houndy."

Bloodhound didn't have the energy to deny it, so they just hummed and smiled, basking in the afterglow of their orgasm and the love of their boyfriend.

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lucifer-kane · 1 year ago

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Not a huge fan of the Fuse heirloom as a Fuse main (I more see him with an acoustic one or the other idea of it being a bat) BUT. I love that it was a gift from Bloodhound. That's cute

#apex

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drabblesbyprincessofhyrule · 3 months ago

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Anniversary Gifts ~ FuseHound

Content rating: General

Tags: Fluff, One Shot

Words: 1, 597

After Boone's death, Bloodhound never thought they would open themself up to love again. Then, enter Walter Fitzroy, the most explosive legend known to man. Bloodhound didn't imagine they would grow fond of the man, but slowly his loud, witty, and touchy-feely personality began to appeal to the hunter. One thing led to another, and before Bloodhound realized, friendly appeal transformed into a sweet fondness.

Fuse reciprocated this fondness. He was more than willing to take a chance on Bloodhound, to work through their fears, and embrace newfound love. Now, the Apex Games lovers find their first anniversary rapidly approaching. Wanting nothing more than to make their anniversary special, Bloodhound and Fuse set out to get the best gift possible for one another.

Bloodhound's Gift to Fuse

The past year of Bloodhound's life has been complete bliss. Never before has the hunter felt so cherished and loved, and they want nothing more than to ensure their partner feels the same way. Over the past few weeks, Bloodhound had been working tirelessly to achieve exactly that. Countless nights were spent researching guitars, learning about what style is best for certain sounds, learning how to properly tune strings, and mending cracked wood. Splinters pricked their fingers and frustration sometimes swirled around in the hunter's head, yet the sheer love and determination that fills their heart was enough to keep them going.

Bloodhound can still remember the night Fuse smashed his guitar into the ground. Bloodhound sat with the explosive legend and listened to him recount tells of his past, how he wanted to move beyond his past and settle down. That was the night the pair agreed to move in together. That was also the night that Bloodhound hatched their plan for giving Fuse the best anniversary present possible. After Fuse had gone to bed later that evening, Bloodhound had collected the pieces of the busted guitar and stored them away.

Now, the guitar is in playable condition again, albeit a little rough around the edges. Bloodhound has yet to figure out how to perfectly tune the strings, and a few of the cracks in the wood are still obvious. Half of the wooden guitar has been replaced with a newer electric-style body, plus the guitar now has a flame-thrower mechanic that spits fire out of the bottom. Bloodhound thought that the flame-thrower embodies Fuse's personality perfectly, so the hunter was very excited when they managed to make that work.

Admittedly, Bloodhound wanted more time to finish polishing their handwork. Under normal circumstances, Bloodhound would have had more time to finish perfecting their gift. But, living with one's partner does come with its own unique drawbacks, such as their partner walking in while they're in the process of working on his anniversary gift.

"Houndy, is that me old guitar? You raised her from the dead?"

Bloodhound looked up frantically to see Fuse standing in the doorway. Their palms suddenly felt sweaty, their heart beating more rapidly than normal. "Ah, mitt Walter. Yes. This was meant to be a gipt for you, but it isn't finished yet. I'm struggling to tune it, and some of the cracks still need to be sealed."

Fuse found himself staring at the guitar in Bloodhound's lap. He was feeling absolutely bewildered that anyone would go through this amount of effort for him. The idea made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside, almost like he was tipsy. "I can tune her up no problem, mate. Don't ya worry about that. But, all of this work, just to prepare a gift for me? When I'm the one who destroyed her in the first place?"

"For you, Walter Fitzroy, I would move mountains. No task is too large. Please, consider this an anniversary gift. I know it's a little early, but I hope you'll be able to see how much you mean to me regardless."

"Houndy this is… This is the best gift I've ever received!" Fuse pulled Bloodhound into his arms and tucked his face into the hunter's neck. It was a strong, yet gentle embrace, the kind that makes a person feel safe and at ease. "I could bloody kiss ya for this!"

Bloodhound chuckled, all anxiety about how Fuse would receive the gift leaving their body. "Your love is the only thanks I need, mitt love. Now, how about you tell me more tales about the wild past of Walter Fitzroy."

Fuse's Gift to Bloodhound

After receiving such a lovely gift from Houndy, Fuse knew he had to go all out for their first anniversary. Fuse had considered buying Bloodhound a new hunting knife or bow but ultimately decided that his partner would prefer their old, trustworthy gear. After shooting down that idea, Fuse considered planning a hunting trip for the two of them, maybe on a remote planet with plentiful wildlife, or maybe at some fancy hunting club. After all, the two of them grew so close due to a hunting trip. But, deep down, Fuse knew that a hunting trip still didn't feel right. Bloodhound preferred hunting sustainably, and making a big fancy ordeal out of hunting would not fit within the realm of sustainability.

Fuse felt like he had used every single cell in his brain trying to plan the perfect gift for Bloodhound and it was beginning to drive him insane. Fuse just couldn't understand why planning a gift for his lover was so hard. He went as far as asking Loba for help since she and Houndy were close friends, but the translocating thief was too occupied with Revenant's head and Valkyrie's involvement to give Fuse any real ideas. It wasn't until the Salvonian was about to give up and just buy Bloodhound an assortment of their favorite snacks that a lightbulb finally went off in Fuse's head. "Of course," Fuse chuckled to himself, "I've just been overthinking it. Simple, thoughtful, and sweet is all I need." Thus, Fuse's plan was hatched.

It was an early October morning. The air was crisp and the sun was peaking over the horizon, making it the perfect day for a warm cup of joe. However, the new bag of coffee was mysteriously empty and Fuse had a sudden headache, meaning Bloodhound had to go out. Since the pair lived in a more remote location and chose to primarily live off the land, that meant the hunter would be gone for at least an hour, hopefully more if Mirage was actually waiting at the store to act as a distraction. Either way, Fuse was hopeful that he would have enough time to bring his vision to life.

"I am headed to the store, mitt Walter. Please rest until I return. It will help your head." Bloodhound pressed a kiss to the top of Fuse's head before turning to leave, causing Fuse’s cheeks to turn a light shade of pink.

"Of course, Houndy. Don't ya worry about me. I'll catch a few z's while I wait for you to get home." Fuse offered a lazy grin, laying back in the bed to convince Bloodhound of his intentions.

"Good. I'll be home shortly, love."

The door shut with a soft click and Fuse sprang to his feet. "Alright, ole Fusey! Let's get this party started!"

Music blasted over the small speaker Fuse placed in the kitchen as he scurried between tasks. Sweat dripped down his brow as he worked on preparing a honey glaze for the salmon Bloodhound caught on their last fishing trip. Plus he was roasting the asparagus he planted in the backyard garden, cutting up apples for a pound cake, and more at the same time. At some point, Fuse began to question if he had bit off more than he could chew with his surprise anniversary gift, but watching everything slowly come together felt extremely satisfying to the bombastic man.

After the salmon was cooked and glazed and the roasted asparagus was tender, Fuse plated the salmon filets on top of the asparagus in an attempt to be fancy. Once the apple pound cake was cool and taken out of the pan, Fuse put it on a platter and drizzled a glaze across the top in a zigzag pattern. After setting everything on the table with a small candle, Fuse had to admit that he was quite proud of his handy work. Now, he just had to finish cleaning up until Houndy gets home, hopefully before the food gets cold.

Fuse was elbow-deep in dishwater, scrubbing various pots and pans, when he finally heard the echo of boots against the floor. "Walter darling, I'm home."

"I'm in the kitchen, love!" Fuse yelled back. He swiftly left the sink and grabbed a kitchen towel his hands as the echoing of boots grew closer. "I wanted to prepare you something for our anniversary, to thank you for making me feel safe and loved."

A muffled gasp emitted from behind Bloodhound’s face mask as their eyes took in the sight of Walter standing next to the dinner table, fully set with a mouthwatering meal. Just looking at the table in front of them was enough to make the hunter salivate. "Walter, I… This is amazing. You made all of this yourself?"

"I did. Elliot gave me some cooking tips, and he pitched in by hopefully keeping you distracted at the store. I'm not certain it's perfect, but I'm sure this is going to be a good meal, especially with you by my side, Houndy. I can feel it in my ‘stache!"

An airy chuckle left Bloodhound's throat, a feeling of giddiness due to the pure love resonating in Fuse's voice building up in their chest. "Then let us make haste before the food gets cold. I can't wait to sink my teeth into the apple cake! How did you know it's one of my favorites?"

The couple spent the rest of their evening enjoying good food and even better company. Fuse fed Bloodhound their slice of cake and watched in delight as the hunter's face lit up at the taste. Laughs and kisses were exchanged, the pair finished cleaning up together, and they even brought out their favorite board games to round out the anniversary date. At the end of the day, Fuse was definitely glad that this was how he chose to surprise his love.

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kenjiro-kun · 2 years ago

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A New Target: Chapter One (Part 1)

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Bloodhound sat with their axe laid on the table. It was told that the woman from before was a newly added legend, information about her was kept a secret for entertainment, and that almost ended her life. If it weren’t for Bloodhound and Anita being as great as they were, the little trick would’ve been only painful and in vain.

Bloodhound huffed, the mask muffling it to a silent growl. “Hey’o Houndy.” They found a great. . . friend of theirs causally enter their room with no permission. “What’s on ya mind?”

“Nothing to be concerned about.” They replied, hopefully it would end the conversation they didn’t want to indulge in.

“Sure, nothing, huh?” Fuse made himself at home, not like it wasn’t already a common occurrence for his presence. Bloodhound was used to it, sometimes they waited for it. “You may have been able to fool others, but me? I see all.”

“Is that so?” Bloodhound chuckled quietly. “What do you see?”

Fuse heard the small sound from them, but although his chest swelled, it wasn’t time to get overly excited about it. He took a seat near Bloodhound, resting his chin on his cupped hands on the neck of the chair. “It was quite a surprise to see someone fall from the sky--well not that much, but certainly during a game? I don’t know what to think, worse enough to deal with Maggie, but you saw that lady fall--know her?”

Bloodhound shook their head. “She is unfamiliar.”

Fuse groaned. “Figures.”

“Why are you interested in this woman?”

“I’m not the only one who is curious, this whole ship is! And now. . . a new planet location? I’m all in for the ride; I’d like to get a letter at least, heh.”

“She showed herself capable of holding her own.” Bloodhound traced their finger along their axe. “She won the game for us.”

“Yeah, she did! Made a lot of people angry too, but I guess they didn’t care.” Fuse laughed. “I wonder where she is, Pathy got her bad didn’t she? Sucks, I’d like to bloody meet her the minute she’s healed.”

“I know where she is.” Bloodhound said.

Fuse smiled. “Do ya now?”

“Ye--” The ship shook. “Another time then.” They took their axe, and hooked it to their waist. “We have some exploring to do, unless you wish to stay here.”

“I’m gonna get some shut eye.” Fuse stretched. “That battle made me sore.”

Bloodhound smirked. “As you wish.”

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She didn’t know where she was, nor did she care enough to dwell on the thought. She could figure she was in a medical center by the atmosphere alone. She sat up, wincing, the faint throbbing sensation along her torso reminded her of the events prior to her injuries. She forced herself to the door, pushing it open and walking through. Everything was too true to be told, she wasn't gifted with the ability to watch the games, but stories from those that did, it was horrifying in person.

She stared deep through the window, past her reflection was familiar lands. Her home was being used as an arena, well a small portion. She continued her strain. She didn’t know her purpose here, was she another figure for entertainment? She didn’t want anything, the games gave her no reason, not like the others that fought day and night.

“You.” She turned her head to meet a familiar face. “Do you have a death wish?” Before the woman could speak, Anita took the back of her pure white hospital gown. “Ajay took her time to aid you, it’s best to not ruin that.”

“I don’t belong here!” The woman tried to pry Anita’s grip, but she was too strong and stubborn to let go.

“I don’t care where you belong, you want those wounds to open up? Keep walking.” Anita jerked the woman, walking past her with the same emotionless expression.

“Why are you people here?” Anita stopped. “This is my home.”

“And you are representing your home, by choice, or not.” She didn’t bother to stay any longer. She took steps back, meeting with the window again, she stood and watched.

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Bloodhound wandered around. The cold and blinding snow gave them deja vu. Following their instincts, Bloodhound found nothing peculiar about the new planet, certainly nothing beneficial in terms of protection in a fight. Artur flew above, closely watching Bloodhound and the surroundings.

“Out and about, too, mm?” Loba stood on top of a snow mound, her body clothed to protect herself from the unwelcomed cold.

“It is wise to explore.” Bloodhound spoke.

“Looking for anything in particular?” Loba slid down the mound, her heels leaving two parallel lines. “Or did you want to escape such a confined space?”

“Haven’t put thought into it.” Bloodhound felt Artur land on their shoulder. “Just. . . wandering.”

“Is that so. . . That woman,” Bloodhound was almost done hearing about her. “You’ve probably already been bombarded with questions, Anita was with you, mmm, maybe in my dreams. Take care.”

Bloodhound felt a nagging sense at their neck, Artur along with them turned back to the ship to see the woman looking down at them with a sorrowful expression. Were they shamed, or afraid? Perhaps they were both. Loba was long gone now, and now it was their turn to return to the ship. With one step, they went forth, but in an instance their foot sept deeper than normal into the snow. They kneel down, digging to uncover a crack in the ground that led to a small fire at the bottom. They went back to recall the woman at the window, but she was gone from where she stood.

“Take note of this Artur.” They spoke. “I don’t think this is just a new location to fight, perhaps a big evil is approaching.”

They made their way back to the ship, a trail behind them that was soon covered up by a winter storm.

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greeble-boy · 2 years ago

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How each legends says or shows that they love you:

Bloodhound: Takes you hunting in a special area only they know

Gibraltar: Says I love you while in a giant hug

Lifeline: She would dedicate a song to you

Pathfinder: "I love all of my friends but I love you especially" with plenty of hugs and ❤️ emojis if said over text

Wraith: It would come out in a really emotional way while on a date or late at night after you helped her get through a particularly bad day

Bangalore: "Hey you know I always got you", and then she'd take your hand.

Caustic: "I find your presence more marginally tolerable then the average ape brained member of the populous"

Mirage: Definitely would text it before saying in person and when he does he would fs stumble over his words a bit before finally getting it out. but it would be very nice and heartfelt

Octane: Says it while on a danger-filled date after both of do a really cool stunt along with some other attached phrase like, "I'm your number one fan"

Wattson: "Je t'aime" said very sweetly and with a specially made nessie gift

Crypto: "Saranghaeyo" very quietly and a small smile that he's half trying to hide

Revenant: Would actively make an effort to be around you but would get upset if anyone pointed it out. also sitting silently just enjoying the company

Loba: She'd steal you a nice ring you've been wanting to buy but couldn't along with a note on it saying "eu te amo"

Rampart: Would make you a custom gun without asking. complete with your favorite gun type and color(s)

Horizon: "I love you more than all the stars in the known universe dear"

Fuse: Would invite you to a date where you drink bear by a firepit and shoot bottles and say, "your a bonza shot mate"

Valkyrie: [See any voiceline between her and Loba, especially the knight in shining armor ones]

Seer: Would write you beautiful and elaborate poetry as well as introduces you to his parents

Ash: Would make a promise to whole heartedly protect you from anyone that should try to hurt you. also lets you hold and pet her rat

Mad Maggie: She'd say it in the middle of a fire fight right before kissing you and going to town on the other squad

Newcastle: Cleans the whole house and cooks your favorite food for dinner along with a movie. very wholesome

Vantage: "I like you. I think my mom would also like you... hopefully" also would let you play with Echo

#apex legends #mirage apex #revenant apex #fuse apex #pathfinder apex #rampart apex #vantage apex #mad maggie apex legends #caustic apex #some of these are probably out of character lol

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carmen-is-away · 3 years ago

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what the legends smell like.

a/n: if I say smell(s)/scent one more time, i’m gonna lose it. but these are my opinions, some of these are kinda short oops

Bloodhound

They smell like outside along with like plants n shit?????? Houndie once religiously used this soap with herbs in it that was a gift from Mirage. Imagine lavender with dirt and rain and maybe a hint of cinnamon. Very cozy tbh

Gibraltar

Makoa smells like brown sugar and vanilla body wash and uses a coconut scented soap. He’s got a really warm scent if that makes sense??? Never musty ever

Lifeline

Ajay smells like cocoa butter and coconut oil and her hair smells like the olive oil eco gel. She frequently uses the hello beautiful lotion from b&bw. It’s really strong, please stay away from Ajay if you’re not into strong smells

Pathfinder

Nothing. He’s a robot. Go tell me what a Samsung refrigerator smells like

Wraith

She has so many different smells. Believe it or not, Renee has an extensive hoard of body washes, soaps, lotions and all kinds of other products. I get this feeling that she takes great pride in taking care of herself. She could smell like a fresh pot of coffee or like cotton candy. Just depends on how she’s feeling that day.

Bangalore

Anita also smells like cocoa butter or some kind of fruity smelling soap but that’s about it, but it’ll never be as strong as Lifeline’s. She’s not big on perfume or anything.

Caustic

Also nothing. He doesn’t care, uses unscented soap, and probably just mixed up something to neutralize his scent. Sometimes he smells like coffee

Mirage

Elliott also take pride in the way he smells. His collection isn’t nearly as large as Wraith’s but he has a few different products he likes to rotate through. He mostly does it for the approval of others but he has his favorites. Pls tell him that he smells good

Octane

Octavio smells like sweat covered up with cheap smelling cologne. He doesn’t get too musty but he does forget to wash up sometimes or chooses not to because it’s boring. When he does decide to clean himself, he uses old spice.

Wattson

Natalie uses pomegranate scented soap and a flowery scented lotion. It’s not too strong because she doesn’t really like strong smells, but she feels like smell good

Crypto

He smells like Irish Spring and whiskey. He’s clean and that’s all he requires. Tae Joon isn’t really into cologne unless it’s for a formal event, which he rarely ever attends. Gotta keep it on the dl and you can’t really do that if they can smell you from across the room

Revenant

Kind of smells of burning rubber, that’s it. It’s kind of off putting to most people but that’s what he’s into, I suppose-

Loba

Loba smells like expensive perfume. It’s not overwhelming, but it’s noticeable. If you can get close enough, her hair smells like mango from her shampoo.

Rampart

She smells like that maple syrup and cinnamon oatmeal. I don’t know how or why I came to this conclusion, but please understand that I’m not taking constructive criticism on this

Horizon

Mary smells like banana bread and no one knows why. Maybe it’s her body wash, maybe she bakes. The world may never know

Fuse

Walter smells like an old man. Yk what I’m talking about. Fusey smells like smoke, booze, and cheap cologne.

Valkyrie

She also smells like soap and sake. She might put on perfume sometimes, but it’s rare. The way she smells isn’t high on her priority list.

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