i see you’re taking request!! would you be willing to write some more dating rev head cannons? maybe how he’d treat you during downtime with everyone else? :) so far i’ve fallen in love with your crypto content!
dating the devil | revenant headcanons
𓆩♡𓆪 pairing ; revenant x gn!reader
𓆩♡𓆪 a/n ; AAAA MY FIRST REQUESTTT thank you so much you kind soul!! really hope you enjoy this! (apologies it took long) <3
the mellow afternoon sun slowly descends, the light of day fading. the hazy atmosphere and silence of the dropship’s clinic was comforting. you sigh deeply and shut your eyes. you relish in the peace of this unoccupied area of the ship, the vibrations of the moving ship was soothing to you. you were hooked on an iv bag to get the fluids you needed to make a full recovery. with an arm taped with wires and strict orders to rest there, you recall the events of the past day as sleep dawned onto you. the match today did more damage than good. your entire shield batteries and med kits being completely shredded by the damn charged rifle ash kept poking you with. the bandages on your waist fit you tight, the inflammation on your skin was no joke. perhaps having personal relations to the other simulacrum has its cons.
the recent schedule of back to back matches took a toll on you- no, rather all of you. octane, who lives for the adrenaline of battle, even expressed how he needed a breather after the recent games. quoting “more stim’s been going than coming, my stunts won’t be as cool without my stim!”. after the complaints, the syndicate announced a week long break with olympus being the stopping place. the legends rejoiced and gushed about their plans for the week filled with partying and clubs, and some choosing to remain in the comfort of their closed quarters.
the next thing you knew, you were coming to your senses. your attempt at going back to sleep was futile, the pillow your head was laying on was so uncomfortable you were convinced it was a brick. no amount of shifting and turning can soften that so called pillow. the white lights of the dropship nearly blinded you when you attempted to open your eyes. you groan and rub your eyes. now pissed and awake, you tried sitting up because you don’t remember the clinic’s pillows were this hard. you immediately stopped midway as a sudden shock of pain presented itself. the pain had you yelling before you can even register where it was. “easy there human” a familiar voice greets you. your hand lays on your abdomen but your eyes pan to him. “what the hell are you doing he- wait, where even am i?” you ask when you saw the unfamiliar room. it was the standard room the syndicate assigned to everyone but there was nothing.
“my room. how idiotic of you to simply sleep there. have you no regard for your safety?” he spoke, standing up. “you were looking for me?” you asked with a laugh, tilting your head to the side. “don’t get all cocky with me, human” he defensively replies. despite his relentless remarks, he places a hand on your back and offering the other to you. you accepted it immediately, he helps you stand up and walk. he doesn’t let go, perhaps waiting for you to tell him off. but you just lean in further into his gentle embrace, one that showed he was scared of harming you. “oh my knight in shining armor.” you gush, half jokingly. he only groans in response.
‘this will be a fun week’
he's a literal 6'8 (semi) gentle giant
there are the usual homicidal remarks here and there but never towards you
he'd be bored AS SHIT during the break
he complains that "skinsuits are to be killed"
he ends up following you everywhere like a curious cat, always looming over your shoulder to watch whatever you're doing
he doesn't care about pda at all, he let's you do what makes you happy. but when someone points it out he hisses like a cat in water
when the other legends saw him walk behind you everywhere, someone was bound to make fun of him for it
it just happened to be mirage
"who would've guessed murder bot is a murder PET now hah! hahah..." he laughs, fading at the end when revenant snaps his head in mirage's direction
various curses and profanities were thrown that you had to slap him on the arm for it
"hey- no that was too mean!" you express, crossing your arms
"whatever he deserved it" he murmurs, then stomps away like a literal kid
(is back to your side in 5 minutes)
not the best person to gossip to but he does keep an open ear and sometimes asks for details
he'll groan whenever you're rambling for a long time, but he actually feels bad when you shut up
his form of an apology is sticking by your side until you start talking again
he absolutely cannot be left to do a task unless you want claw marks left everywhere
folding clothes? ripped. wiping down tables? scratches. he wants to hand comb your hair? no you're going bald.
he doesn't understand your liking for kissing him but doesn't oppose it
rev : what are you doing?
: kissing you
rev : disgusting. do it again.
doesn't do pet names. you are clinically insane if you hope he calls you one
the most he'll do is "human" or "sweetheart" and not with romantic intent
is scared to even lay a finger on you, what if those hands do to you what they were designed to do?
you have to initiate any intimacy, placing his hands on your waist reminding him it's okay or resting your head on his shoulder to calm him down
treats you like absolute glass- like you would break at a single push
possessive to the power of 10, and it cannot be overstated
no other legend would dare to even flirt with you, an invisible mark that indicates his property is on you
"mine" he mumbles, pulling your waist closer to him as his other hand grips his scythe- bloody from an entire squad's futile attempt to ambush you alone
some would question your taste in significant others but if they asked, you'd answer
"if only you knew"
if only they knew the quiet moments you had just observing each other, curiosity indulging itself
if only they knew the stories he shared from his memories, how his early days as a human haunted him to a point of endless jealousy and anger
if only they knew how tired he was of waking up from every death he hoped was the final one, how you were the only thing he looked forward to seeing
if only they knew how you were the only person he trusted enough to shut down and sleep
if only they knew how you wake up at 3am to see glowing dots on your ceiling, no hesitation to pat the bed as an invite and just go back to sleep
if only they knew how he nudges his head against yours as a kiss, how he caresses your hands feeling the warmth of being human
if only they knew your selfish thoughts of wanting to be one of his kind to accompany him in his lonely nightmare forever
I‘m a small hobby author from germany with almost 12 years of writing experience (:
Normally, I just write in german and only for myself. But I guess it‘s time to try something else. English is my second language, so I hope you‘ll forgive me some mistakes :D
For my new start I thought I could write some one-shots for my favorite fandoms (which are a lot, btw). If you guys have any requests, please let me know! I would be really glad. ❤️
Here you got a small first list of what genres and fandoms I do:
Attack on Titan
Naruto
One Piece
Far Cry 5
Red Dead Redemption 2
Detroit: Become Human
Marvel Cinematic Universe
I‘m gonna do a full list in the future. If your fandom isn‘t listet, just ask me! Maybe I‘m gonna write something to it too.
Please, don‘t be shy and help a small, new author!
PS: I even do roleplay, so if you‘re interested, just hit me up ❤️
dededos
dailybridgerton
baratheonpilled
kianamaiart
