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Miragetane time!!!
So FUCK YES I decided to draw some Miragetane! Specifically octane again in fast fashion and mirage in his latest Boogie Down skin!! I went for some fun lighting in the second one! I hope yall enjoy it! Expect for apex :]]!!
CrypMirageTane?: Antisocial by Ed Sheeran ft Travis Scott
haha, we look like a couple here.
If I haven't given you a real reason to read my MiragexOctane fic yet, know this is a literal passage from chapter three.
"You need something. Of course you do." Crypto glared at him.
"If you don't want to help me, don't break into my house. Aren't there rules about needing permission before entering someone's home?"
"I'm a vampire, not a door-to-door salesman." Crypto just glared at Elliott while he tried not to laugh. How could he say stuff like that with such a serious, no bullshit tone?
me; yall really out here pairing them while they have no dynamic or make no sense
also me: I think wraith and octane r cute lmao
Miragetane: Get Up by Ciara ft Chamillionaire
So in case you're wondering....
Delusions and Reality chapter 3
Fandom: Apex Legends
Paring: Eventual Mirage/Octane
Link: Ao3
Preview:
"Hello idiot." His voice rang out. It wasn't at all surprising for Elliott to have guests over. He had a few friends that had keys. Even some he wished didn't have a key.
"I'm not an idiot." He sighed. "What are you doing here?"
Elliott didn't have to turn on the light to know where the man was sitting. He made himself a little perch on the corner of the couch.
"How rude. Aren't we family?"
"No Crypto. We are not family." Elliott reminded the man.
Crypto, well that was just what he liked to go by, turned on the end table light for him. His dark eyes glared at Elliott. And as he thought, the kid was sitting on the arm of the chair, knees pulled up to his chest.
"What are you doing here?" Elliott asked again.
"I thought I would come see how life was treating you."
"Don't make me ask again, Tae Joon." Elliott set his keys on the counter. Really he just wanted to go to bed.
"I saw Blóðhundur a few days ago." He paused, probably carefully thinking over his next words. "How long has it been? Ten, twenty, even thirty years now?"
"Twenty-four years, nine days, and seventeen hours." Elliott replied. "Are you here to reminisce about old times? Because if you are, I can show you the door."
"I warned you both, all three of you really, they are always watching. You thought you were smart, but now you know the truth."
"I'm not an idiot." Elliott's voice squeaked. Grunting and regaining his composer, Elliott made his way over to the couch, plopping down on the far side. "But since you're here…"
"You need something. Of course you do." Crypto glared at him.
"If you don't want to help me, don't break into my house. Aren't there rules about needing permission before entering someone's home?"
"I'm a vampire, not a door-to-door salesman." Crypto just glared at Elliott while he tried not to laugh. How could he say stuff like that with such a serious, no bullshit tone? "You should know the rules."
"I do know the rules." Elliott choked back his laughter. "It's not like I'm a fledgling. But all the superstition and movies always tell me…"
"You still watch that stuff? Don't you have anything better to do with your time than let your mind rot?"
"First, you weren't saying that when that show about Caustic came out. What was his real name? Nox? Yeah I remember you were all over that stupid sci-fi drama." Elliott said, reaching for the remote. "And second, I'm glad you asked. It ties in with what I need your help with."
"What do you need?" It was said with an exasperated sigh.
Elliott lightly tossed him the newest fake I.D. he had claimed. "I've got an extra- estra- I've got a special case with this one. I have a feeling he'll be back."
"You know, these children you try to help, they are a great source of food. Why don't you let them drink and drain them before kicking them out? I can't understand your sympathy for them."
"Aren't you the one always saying 'they are watching.' and 'We have to be careful' and stuff like that?"
"I also say 'don't be an idiot' but you've never listened to me one that one. Why would I think that you'd start listening now?"
"I keep telling you, I'm not an idiot." Elliott said.
Why was it, the day he wanted to come home kick off his shoes and go to sleep he had a giant nus-nuc- pain in his butt sitting on his couch? Yeah, Crypto could be helpful, but he was the most snarky little man that Elliott new.
"Octane? Isn't he the one who does those holovideos? I think I've seen a few of them." The black haired man mumbled.
"Oh really? I thought this thing was fake."
"No, it is. Octane is just a stage name. He picked it before the Apex Games got shut down because he planned on entering."
"Careful." Elliott booped the older vampire on the head. "You're inner fanboy is showing."
Those dark eyes just glared at Elliott. This man had no sense of humor at all. "Do you want my help or not?"
