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Summary: Crypto x Gender Neutral Reader in which Crypto and the Reader are on the same team in Duos!

A/N: Tw for slight mentions of injury and canon-typical violence! Hope you guys like it :D

Tagging: @dragon-chica​ @lonelyintheclub​

Note(s): this could have been some real angsty shit but i have Power. This is SFW but please do not follow me if you’re not 18+!  

When Revenant met you, he thought you were annoying. 

Bright where he’s dark, carefree where he’s bothered. You’ve been his opposite in every single was -- the sun to his moon, the sky to his earth. At first, he thought you two could never see eye to eye, that he could never like someone so different from him.  

It took him so long, longer than it should have, but he eventually came to the realization that the moon couldn’t exist without the sun. The earth is meant to exist in the sky. He’ll be damned before he ever tells you in words -- but he hopes the things he does when you’re alone, how he comes down hellfire and fury on those that pursue you in the ring, how he follows you, makes sure your safe says all the thing that he cannot. 

Especially now. 

You two aren’t supposed to be in either of the arenas when it’s not game day -- but no one’s going to say shit to Revenant and slowly, people are learning that means they can’t say shit to you either. If they cross you, they cross him, and no one wants to cross him except maybe Loba. 

Besides you two aren’t scouting where gear is going to be placed -- you’re just sitting on a red and white checkered blanket on the hill between The Harvester and that little stretch of buildings that have no name. 

You’re munching happily on a sandwich as Revenant stares out at The Harvester. One of the more... pleasant things about you in comparison to the others is that you don’t try to fill up the silence with unnecessary noise. 

The Hammond symbol isn’t striking but it stands out to Revenant. How many had he killed that worked under that symbol? How many had he watched begged for their lives, taken pleasure in the life draining out of their eyes because of what they did to him? 

“Rev?” You say and he turns to you, golden optics whirring. “You’re overheating.” 

“Hm?” He looks down, realizing a whispy stream of smoke is curving out of his body. He snorts, tapping at it.

“What are you thinking about?” You ask and he hadn’t said much to begin with but... Somehow, he’s even quieter, for a second the only sound being the breeze dancing through the blades of grass around you. 

“Make me forget,” he mumbles after a long, drawn out pause. You bat your eyes at him, confused for a moment. Then, you grin, your cheek stuffed with bread. You place the sandwich carefully down onto the little paper plate you brought with you before you crawl across the length of the blanket. 

It’s always awkward for you to snuggle with Revenant -- he is jagged edges and broken pieces where you are soft and squishy and skin. You still manage though, pushing your way between his large, clunky thighs, aligning your spine with his chest plate. 

He wraps his arms around your shoulders, careful not to pinch your shirt between his joints. His head drops to your shoulder and you sigh, lips curving up into a little smile as your fingers hook over the edge of his arm. 

A/N: Have some fluffy soft boi Crypto x Gender Neutral Reader headcanons! Let me know if you’d like to be tagged in anything in the future or if you have any ideas for headcanons or fics :D

A/N: Here’s a 900 word Crypto x Gender-neutral Reader fluff fic for you all! Includes themes of nightmares and insomna. Crypto is my absoluet fave legend and have noticed he doenst really get a lot of love so here it is! Let me know if you liked it x

- They would probably have met while he was hanging around a secluded cafe or bar waiting for informants. Just a pretty face that he’d see around enough to take note of. A comforting sight in his hectic life. 

- He would be the kind to try and deny his feelings for as long as possible. Not wanting to give in and fully fall for someone. It’s a liability and he doesn’t need that in his already complicated life. (Plus being with them means he’d put them in danger.)

- But with him finally securing his place as a legend and forging himself a new identity, quite a number of the risks were minimized and as a reward he let himself interact with you. 

- Or at least that’s what he thinks to himself. He doesn’t make the first move, maybe it’s how he’s used to being alone, or maybe…it’s just his anxiety that any connection to him would just be tragic.

- Your first interaction with him would be a casual passing comment, maybe asking him if anyone was sitting beside him or something before you joined him. 

- It would be general silence as the two of you do your own thing, awkward shuffles every once in a while from the hacker before he’d say something casual, asking you what you were drinking, or if you came here often, striking up a less awkward conversation.

- When finally either of you have to leave, he’d work up the courage to ask you out for a meal sometimes. 

- Over time the two of you would grow close, one of the few people he’d consider a friend. He was different around you, calmer? Yes. Less paranoid? Slightly. There was just something about you not recognizing him as a legend and not knowing anything about his past or even the syndicate that made him feel some semblance of normality again. (He checked up your past very extensively.)

- It would be after a few months that he’d finally feel like it was remotely safe enough to confess to you. It would be somewhere emptier than the cafe/bar you two frequent together, like your house or something.

- While making you coffee or something he’d casually bring it up as you sat on your couch in the living room. “ 나는 너를 친구 이상으로 생각해…(I think of you more than a friend.)” His heart rate was already racing before he could even properly tell you his feelings face to face. He sighed.

- When you asked him to translate what he just said, he would take a deep breath before looking at you in the eye. “ I really like you more than a friend. I’m complicated so I understand if you don’t want to but I want to date you.” 

- His heart was pounding now, the same kind of adrenaline rush he gets when he fights in the ring. He wasn’t even looking at you know, eyes downcast as he stares at the steam rising off the coffee surface.

A/N: Okay im sorry for making some of these so long ah

This one ended up sort of like a fic at the end, I intended these to be hcs but I add too much 

Do you all prefer short or longer hcs/scenarios? I tend to be rambly

Wattson 

Though, when she was young, she spent a large amount of her waking moments in her father’s workshop, wanting to learn more and more every single day, her parents encouraged her to go outside and play with the kids in the neighborhood. 

She was a little shy, mostly following along with the other kids. When given the chance, she’d talk about everything her father taught her, what he was working on. Some kids passed her off as a nerd and teased her about it, but you were there to defend her. 

As you got to know her more, you saw how much she admired her father, and was a brilliant girl herself. She had a passion for tinkering, and all she wanted to do was make her father proud. You’d join her while she worked in her father’s workshop whenever you were allowed to. 

You tried your best to stay out of the way, usually being there when she was working independently on her own projects. Talking to her as she worked, she would sometimes talk you through what she was doing. You didn’t have the courage to tell her how cute she was when she was explaining something, until much later on.

When you two got older, you started to develop feelings for her. You ignored them, assuming that she thought of you as only a close friend. Having known each other for so long, you cared deeply for her. She knew when to check up on you, and you knew when to check up on her. You didn’t want the friendship you had with her to be ruined by, what you thought were, stupid feelings. 

Times when she was overworked or frustrated, you would take her out on a walk, or get her to bed, comfort her if she needed it. It was no mystery why she pushed herself so hard. Thankfully, she had you to remind her that she was her own person. 

It made you upset, watching her push past her limits. You reached a point where you couldn’t keep it to yourself anymore. She was sitting in front of you, tired eyes on the brink of tears. It pained you to see her in that state, but it wasn’t about you in that moment. You told her you loved her for who she was. She did not need to work herself into exhaustion to be considered remarkable. You had watched her for all these years, and never did you think she was less than amazing. Unable to hold back the tears any longer, she softly sobbed, thanking you. You took her into your arms, and held her tight, rubbing her back as she cried into your shoulder. 

Once her shoulders stopped shaking, you asked her to get some much needed rest. Leading her back into the house, a place you had become so familiar with, you put her to bed. You were ready to say goodbye, already approaching her bedroom door. “Can you stay, y/n?” She asked shyly, the tiredness in her features and her voice clutched at your heart. 

“Of course.” You could not deny her, especially not after professing your love to her, which you hoped she took platonically. Walking towards her bed, you took off your overclothes, leaving you in just a simple shirt. She gently took hold of your wrist when you got near enough, pulling you towards her, but not uttering a word. You moved the covers and climbed in bed, laying next to her. 

She shifted, looking pensive. “…y/n.” Natalie whispered. “Hmm?” You hummed. The late hour and the comfiness of the bed was beginning to make you sleepy. 

She inhaled, pausing for a moment. “What you said… I love you too, in the same way.” 

It felt as though a heavy weight was lifted off your chest. Finally, your heart felt light. “I’m glad.” You did what you yearned to do for so long. Shifting to face her, you pulled her close, and kissed her forehead. Both of you mumbled a few sweet nothings to each other before drifting off to sleep.

This is also sort of off prompt, more like how I wrote Wraith’s

As a child she was rambunctious, boisterous, and usually very rowdy. Raised with her brothers, she was conditioned to have thick skin. What drew you to her was the antics you two would pull. Anita was too energetic to slow down, every moment spent with her was eventful.

Time and schooling mellowed her attitude, but time also made you two close friends. It became normal to spend most of your free time with her. Being in her company became a comfort as you knew each other for practically your entire lives. 

You knew she always planned to join the military, the same footsteps of her family members. When she was recruited and in training, the time you spent with her needed to be limited more and more. Knowing once she was done with basic, she’d be shipped off to another planet and immediately put to work. You wanted to object to her leaving, wanting her to stay, but you knew that it was a bit selfish to stop her from pursuing her dreams. 

She kept contact with you the best she could, but it was nothing compared to seeing her every day. She promised she’d visit whenever she could. That promise could never come to fruition. 

Not hearing from her for weeks made you extremely worried, you knew she had gone on a mission, but you never imagined she would be gone for so long. One night, the news of her squadron being in an accident, she was nowhere to be found. Your heart sank as you heard this, one part of you jumped to the idea of her still being alive, but you quickly dismissed that. You knew it was no use giving yourself false hope.

Months and months drew on, you missed her dearly, the memories of the time you spent with her playing on repeat in your head. You kept busy, trying to accept what had happened. Then, the news of someone matching her description had won the games. Your heart leaped, hoping that you’d see her face on the picture of the match’s victors. Lo and behold, it was Anita Williams, an all too familiar smug grin plastered on her face. 

You contacted her family who already caught wind of the news. Knowing how close you were to her, they offered to take you with them to search for her around where the Games took place. You quickly prepared yourself for the journey to bring Anita back home as did her brothers. On a ship towards the system the Games were held, her family and you got a message from Anita, explaining that the money from winning was finally enough to buy a communication device. You sat in your seat, tears flowing down your cheeks. Finally, you had an answer. 

Now with her exact location, the job of finding her was out of the way. In your excitement, time seemed to pass torturously slow, but as you neared the destination, your heart pounded, nervous as you had not seen her in so long. 

Upon landing, you hopped out after her brothers. You burst into tears again, she was now in front of you, real as real could be. She was already being bombarded by the greetings and questions of her brothers. The moment she saw you, she grabbed you, hugging you tight. In a moment, she kissed you quickly, forgetting she was surrounded by her siblings. 

“Finally, you got the girl.” One of her brothers chuckled. Anita glared at him, as she let you go to have just an arm around you. Your face flushed, the shock of the moment settled. Soon, all of you were back on the ship with much time to catch up en route to home.

Is this extremely intelligent, man on a mission, hacker with a purpose and a need for justice. Is very cold and calculated, definitely not someone to mess with

Also Crypto:

“yOuRe baD hAhA!”

“WhoA thEy gOt RekT”

*flaps his jacket like a bird*

*dresses up as a vampire and ACTS like one*

“IM sMaRter thAn alL oF yOu”

*his skydive emote*

*actually listens to Kpop and has a bts poster* (it’s cannon look it up)

*plays with his drone like a bored child*

“HA! Idiots!”

*runs with his hands in his pockets, like a ninja*

This got a little long so I’m putting it under the cut 🤗

Warnings: None