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lilmoonbunny · 2 months

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He loves hates you; Yoru x Reader

Yoru claims he hates you, so why do you still love him?

Warnings: Yoru is mean, mention of being hurt by a partner

You and Yoru were once friends, but something changed one day, and he decided that he hated you. You had no idea what had happened or what you had done, but he seemingly hated you and wouldn’t tell you why.

Little did you know, he didn’t actually hate you. Yoru had realised that he had developed feelings for you and was terrified so he decided to push you away so he wouldn’t get hurt.

The two of you went from talking every day to him glaring at you every time he saw you. In his mind, he had to make it realistic, no matter how much your sad face hurt him.

However, even when you two weren’t talking, the feelings he harboured for you never faded, much to his dismay. It was annoying him; the urge to always protect you when you two were working together had him watching you more than the enemies and unable to properly focus; he didn’t even want to rift-walk in case you got hurt.

Despite having harshly cut you off, Yoru couldn’t help but feel extremely hurt when you got a boyfriend.

He was some civilian or something, he didn’t want care enough to find out.

No, he didn’t listen to Phoenix and Jett talk about it whilst pretending to be annoyed, what are you talking about!?

He hated your boyfriend with a fiery passion. He wasn’t good enough for you, you deserved better. You deserve him, but he doesn’t deserve you, at least in his mind.

Yoru’s ‘hatred’ for you only grew worse since you got a boyfriend, leaving you even more confused and very hurt. You started to hate him too.

You hated his sudden feeling change, how he treated you, how he abandoned you just as you were going to confess to him… You hated him!!!!

So why did you end up in front of him after being beat up by your ex-boyfriend…?

“Who did this to you!?” You could see Yoru’s rage, no matter how hard he tried to appear calm. Naturally, you assumed it was because you had come to him.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know where else to go.” You sobbed.

He stood there with clenched fists, ready to kill whoever hurt you.

No, there’s something more important first. Someone more important. He thought and opened his door.

Wordlessly, you entered, and he told you to sit down whilst he went to grab some things to help clean your wounds.

“This is going to hurt.” He said before beginning to clean your wounds.

You two sat in silence for a while, only your occasional winces (which hurt him more than he’d like to admit) being heard.

“Ryo?” You broke the silence.

He tensed at the use of his real name. He missed hearing you say it…

“What?” Whilst he sounded blunt, he was genuinely curious what you had to say.

“Why do you hate me?”

That hurt him, yet he sighed, ignoring the question.

“Please tell me what I did wrong.” You whispered, tears falling down your cheeks.

“You didn’t do anything.”

“Then why won’t you talk to me anymore? Why do you treat me like dirt?”

Yoru dropped the equipment he was using.

“Because I love you, okay!? Are you happy now?” He snapped, immediately regretting speaking the moment he realised what he had said. “Forget it. You should go, I’m done.”

You were frozen in place as he tossed the cleaning rags in the trash.

It took a few moments for his words to sink in, but the moment they did, you immediately grabbed his hand and spun him to face you. Was he blushing…?

“I said forget it,” his words were supposed to be aggressive, but they just sounded sad…

“I love you too, Ryo. I always have.” Your words had his eyes widening.

“But why? Even after everything I did to you?”

You nodded.

“You really are an idiot,” he said, yet there was no malice behind his words, especially when there was the tiniest smile on his lips.

“Only for you,”

Yoru simply shook his head.

“Well, I suppose you could be my idiot. If you want that is?

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dumbkiri · 2 months

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I know this isn't on your list on fandoms, but if this game falls under it please please please can you write this request!

Valorant Omen x Fem! Reader that is a radianite from experiments and she has the power like Tracer from Overwatch! I know he has memory problems and his background is pretty much hidden. But it would be cute if he had a wife and kid that he finds on the misison in ep 8!

𝓐𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻'𝓼 𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓮: You're so lucky I no-life Valorant! And I'm a Mercy Main lmaooo. This is my first Val imagine and I rushed this out with some mistakes. It's like you said Omen is a freaking mystery!! So hopefully this is to your liking!!

Val!Omen x Fem!Reader

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭

“I’m still here, don’t worry.”

A ghostly hand caressed the hood of his cloak, her faint touch making him crave more of her.

“This job is wearing you down, my love. I think it’s time you come back home to me.”

He could hear the caring in her tone, he could tell she loved him dearly.

“Just don’t forget about me. Who knows what’ll happen to me if they come for me to get to you. I can tell they’re not done with Wisteria yet and I want you to know that I appreciate all that you did for me to get me out. Must not be easy doing these missions without me.”

He needed her to keep talking. This conversation, he remembers it. He’s starting to remember her and a little bit of what he used to be.

“What am I saying? It’s hard living in the shadows, hiding the truth away from our employers. Do you still have your wedding ring? You were smart to say that we should wear it on our right hand instead of the traditional left. Truth be told, I wear mine on the left.”

She laughed.

“We vowed to keep each other safe. And this mission that you’re going to take on, I have a feeling it’s not going to end in your favor. Just my radar going off. So be safe, —---”

No, what did she call him? Could it be his name? Say more, say anything!

“Again, be safe. Phoenix and I await your return. Oh yeah, I have a surprise for you. I just hope you don’t freak out as much as I did.”

Omen woke up from his slumber and a ball of yarn toppled from his lap when he sprung up from the chair. Quickly the table to his right flipped over when he let his anger out for not getting more information. He looked to the source of sound that woke him up and standing there with his hands up, Phoenix said, “Yo, I apologize for interrupting your sleep, but they’re ready to leave.”

Omen looked at the mess he made and left it to be someone else’s job to clean it up. Right now, the mission and his group waited for him. Omen knew he had to be closer to the truth because that unknown woman’s voice kept getting stronger, getting more clearer.

Pissed off, Omen briskly walked past Phoenix and the door automatically slid open to the main hallway. The sound of his heavy footfalls echoed in the silent hallway and he became occupied with the woman again. For now, the information he got in his naps was that, as bizarre as it sounds, they were married. He married that woman out of love and they did missions together until he got her out of their organization.

Her call sign is Wisteria. Omen passed down that information to Cypher and nothing came out of it besides the word “TERMINATED” on the blank profile. She did exist and he knew deep down she was not dead.

Another piece of information he attained was that Phoenix is a dog. She did not know of the agent Phoenix, the one that woke him up two minutes ago. Omen could not remember what kind of dog Phoenix was either.

“Cypher found something, Omen.”

Iso spoke up first, his back resting on the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. Omen looked around and found Cypher typing away on the main computer pulling up a familiar profile. The profile of Wisteria popped out on the big screen with new information.

“This profile updated last night and I knew you would want to know about it.”

Cypher typed some more and multiple files began to open up with pictures of the woman from old missions to her most recent one. In her old missions, she wore an all black tactical gear with a Phantom in her hands.

“Wisteria is an assassin that works for Hourglass. She has unique abilities that can rival your teleportation,” Sova said, “and she has a dog that fights with her.”

“A dog?” Omen questioned and Cypher chuckled, a picture maximized from her recent mission popped up. She wore the same outfit, but right next to her with a black tactical vest on was a German Shepherd. Cypher zoomed in on the dog mainly focusing on the patch with the initials PHX in bold red, “The dog’s name is Phoenix and believe me when I say this, you do not want to fight this beast.”

“Where is she?”

Cypher turned his chair around and leaned over with a hint of mischief in his tone, “Protecting the boss. The recent mission in Morocco scared him so he brought his loyal dog to protect him in Indonesia.”

“Is there anything else we need to know more about?” Sova asked this time, the woman seemed to put Omen in a state of anticipation. Cypher remained quiet and his head tilted with a slight. Then he stood up from the chair with a cheerful, “No!”

“Then let’s move,” Omen demanded.

……

“Mama!”

You stopped walking next to your boss and before you could turn around, a body jumped onto your leg and Phoenix let out a happy whine seeing her favorite human. You looked down in surprise to see your three year old clinging onto your leg and looking up at you with pretty [e.color] eyes. His hair was unruly as usual and you picked him up from the floor with a grin on your face.

“Henry, how have you been? Emilia is a nice lady, right?” You sent a discreet glare at the woman in a white pencil skirt and a white blouse to match it. Emilia responded to your glare with a small bow, her stiff body reminding you that she was just following orders as well.

“We got ice cream after I ate my food! We watched a movie too!” Henry excitedly responded and your boss put his hand on your lower back. His creepy touch sent shivers down your spine and you quickly set Henry down on the floor, ignoring his look of disappointment.

“I’m sorry, Henry,” You apologized and pressed a quick kiss on his temple, “but I have to work right now. I promise, I’ll see you very soon.” Phoenix nudged Henry and the little boy’s frown disappeared in a flash. He scratched the back of her ears and she licked his face with a happy wag of her big tail.

You watched with a small smile and said, “You know, Henry, since you’re here Phoenix can join you and Emilia. I’m sure the three of you would enjoy her company, she misses you a lot.”

Henry looked up at you and wiped his face, “Really? But Phoenix is your protector, mama. She helps you beat the bad guys.” He stopped petting the dog and he looked down at the floor in sadness. “What if something bad happens and she’s not there to protect you?”

It should be the other way around, you wanted to say. If something bad does happen and those guys from Valorant are coming after your boss, you need to make sure Henry would be protected. Emilia was a skilled fighter, but against radianite agents…she had no chance with them. Phoenix will be able to keep Henry well-protected. And you hoped the agents from Valorant have more heart than the ones working for Hourglass.

“Nothing will happen to me, okay?” You ruffled his hair and removed a pocket off your vest. The velcro pocket connects to Phoenix’s vest when you pat it on her. “When you hear her growling low and quiet, make sure you give her a treat. She’s letting you know to hide.”

Henry nodded his head and rested his small hand on her head. You waved at him and walked away with your boss straight up to the penthouse. The elevator ride had been silent until the man spoke up, “It was a surprise to see Henry. I don’t recall telling Emilia to bring him over to the building.”

“I did,” You said without hesitation. You slung the Phantom over your back and continued explaining, “I don’t need Phoenix to watch over me. I thought it best to hand her over to Henry.”

“You doubt Emilia’s skill to protect your son?”

You looked at him with a raised eyebrow, “Do you believe she can take on Radianites?” His silence confirmed your answer. Suddenly a shiver went down your spine and it didn’t go unnoticed by your boss. His words demanded you to find the intruders, “Go on then. Find them swiftly and end their lives.”

……

The first intruder you found was a man with blonde hair and a bow as his weapon. You recognized him as Sova, his aim never seemed to fail him especially in crucial moments. But he lost an eye for a reason. “Are you good at hand to hand combat?” You flexed your fingers then closed them into fists.

“I have experience.” He responded wary of you. He must know about your ability to teleport or ‘blink’ as you like to call it. You ran at him and he released an arrow your way. Before the tip of it could touch your shoulder, you blinked and appeared right in front of his face. Your fist connects with his jaw making him stumble a few feet away from you.

He drew another arrow and you blinked out of its way then reappeared in the same spot. You put your hands on your hips and said, “Please just give up. I don’t have time for this.”

“Neither do I,” This arrow sparked with electricity and it soared towards you with amazing speed. But despite his determination, you caught the arrow in your gloved hand. You wanted to mock him until the arrow sent a pulse of electricity through your system. You yelped and tossed the arrow to the side.

Your body tingled, the feeling of fuzziness coursing through your body. You didn’t notice that you fell on one knee until you were looking up at Sova. “Nowhere to run,” He said quietly and drew his bow, swiftly he looked away from you and pointed it at the penthouse.

“Wait, don’t!” You shouted and jumped forward. Everything felt like it was in slow motion. Your legs felt heavy and your heart beated in your chest rapidly. You charged right into Sova and you both rolled over one another on the rails of the crane. You ended up on top of him and pointed your ghost at his forehead.

Then you dragged your wide eyes to the penthouse seeing your boss falling down the building. You could hear your heartbeat loudly in your ears and you felt the breath leave your body as you holster your pistol. You pulled your communicator from your breast pocket and contacted Emilia.

“Jaguar, respond.” You pushed yourself off of Sova and gripped the communicator tightly in your hand. “I said respond!”

A crackle sparked in the communicator and Emilia’s voice came through. The woman sounded remorseful, “I have orders, Wisteria.”

You knew what she was talking about. Her orders, you remembered them when your boss forced you back in the organization. If you failed him, your son would pay the price. Emilia was his executioner. You could feel the tears in your eyes form, your voice wavering, “Don’t do it. He’s just a boy.”

“I’m sorry.” Emilia replied back and this didn’t stop you from yelling at her. “Emilia, he’s just a boy!” Then you hoped the command you would give would be heard by your loyal friend.

“Phoenix, guard!”

Sova stood up and watched you give him a tearful glare in angry silence. Then you blinked twice across the sky into the penthouse, running past Omen without stopping. Sova felt conflicted yet he informed everyone to search the building for a young boy.

……

Omen saw flashes of his past. How he came to be and who the responsible one was. It hadn’t been enough though. He needed more.

“Fool. She’s going to hate you.”

Then Omen felt a wave of sadness and anxiety wash over him. A woman with [h.color] hair and watery [e.color] eyes ran past him with her Phantom gripped tightly in her hands. She spared him no glance and kicked the door to the penthouse down.

“Friends. There’s a boy in danger, I believe it to be Wisteria’s son.”

Son?

Omen ran into the circular hallway and watched Wisteria blink all around the floors looking for the little boy. She knocked down so many doors, jumped over the bodies he’s injured prior to all of this. Then she stopped on the fifth floor and he teleported right after she ran into the room.

He could hear a dog growling and someone muffling their cries. Omen hesitated to walk into the dark room. Could he face her, his supposed wife? Omen peeked into the room and saw her hunched over on the floor, her crying being muffled by something. Phoenix lay down right next to her with a knife wound to her hind legs.

Wisteria must have heard him take a step and she looked over her shoulder at him. Her [e.color] eyes softened and she ran up to him, holding an unconscious boy in her arms. “Please, you must know how to help him. He won’t…won’t wake up.”

Omen looked away from her sad eyes to the gunshot wound in the little boy’s shoulder. “I can,” Omen hesitated, “I can take him, but we have to hurry. His breathing is getting shallower.” Omen could feel the boy slowly breathing, the essence of his soul fading away.

There was no time for hesitation and Wisteria handed her son over to her enemy. Then she ran back to Phoenix, scooping the big dog into her arms. Phoenix whined out loud and Omen could hear Wisteria apologize quietly.

“Follow me.”

He wasn’t surprised that she kept up with him. The urgency in her soul seemed to push him to go faster. Her son’s life was on the line and he knew he must be the one to blame. She failed her mission to protect her boss and the punishment for that was the life of her son ending.

……

Every Valorant agent, especially the young ones, stood outside of the infirmary with bated breaths. They have heard that the mission in Indonesia was a success, but an enemy had been invited to their base of safety.

“So you’re telling me that Omen brought her in? Isn’t this against regulations or something?” Phoenix questioned, his British accent scratching the back of everyone’s mind.

Iso rolled his eyes and sipped on his boba drink, “It’s more complicated than you think. Omen knows what he’s doing, we shouldn’t doubt his judgment.”

The door to the infirmary opened up and Sage and Brim walked out with a confident posture. Sage gave everyone a look and sighed, “I should know better than to think you guys can give anybody some space.”

“So how is she doing? Is she going to try to escape?” Jett asked, still on some kind of alert.

Brimstone spoke up for the both of them, “It’s her son and dog that is injured. And no, we heard her story and we can say that she is not our enemy. Now get back to training or else I will assign some chores for you all to do.”

……

Omen watched the door close and he looked back at Wisteria from the shadowed corner. She looked beyond tired and he felt bad for her. He could feel her sadness and confusion. Her hand slipped away from her son’s and she crossed her arms over her chest.

“You’re not as sneaky as you think you are, Omen.”

Her voice remained calm and he knew she was not mad at him for his intrusion. He stepped out of the shadows, his steps light and slow. She looked at him and gestured to the empty seat next to her where Brim occupied before he left the room.

Omen walked over and took the invitation with not a word uttered.

“I want to thank you for putting our differences aside, especially in a pivotal moment. I was so…so afraid you would turn away from me.” Wisteria admitted and Omen gazed at her. Her hands were tucked into her arms and she crossed a leg over the other.

“Never,” He grumbled and a chord tugged at his heart. He knows his past self told her this and he needed her to recall their past for him, “I didn’t turn away from you before, I will never turn away from you now.”

She stared at him cautiously, but brushed it off to start off his interrogation.

“You must have questions about me or something if you’re lingering around the room.”

Omen shifted in his seat and asked, “Do you know what happened to your husband?”

Wisteria cleared her throat and followed his line of eyesight, she had forgotten that she took her bloodied gloves off. Her silver band reflects the ceiling light as she twirled it around on her finger, “Uhm, no. My former boss told me that he failed a mission and betrayed the organization. Then he threatened me to not look into the mission, so I know he’s out there somewhere.”

Omen moved on to the next question, “You mentioned memory gaps, do you know your husband’s name at least?”

“I do not recall. Ever since I joined the organization and got this ability, the experiments left me with blanks and a house burned to the floor. Not that it matters, we didn’t take many photos together.”

“Oh,” Omen said dejectedly. Then he asked his third question, “And your son, his dad is the one who left, correct?”

She took a shaky breath in and nodded her head, “Yeah, I felt extremely bad not letting him know about his son. When he went on missions, we did our best to separate our home life from his work. I was the only one who would contact him with voicemails and I hated the idea of disclosing my surprise on the phone. Little did I know, he wouldn’t return and now it’s been three years of raising Henry on my own.”

Omen analyzed the way she held her tears back. Wisteria’s voice wavered, “God, I only hope that when I see him again, he’ll forgive me.” She wiped her tears away with a sniffle, “Do you think he would be mad at me? For not telling him?”

The shrouded man flickered in his seat and she noticed the troubled expression on his different face. “I’m..not…” Was now the right time to tell her that he’s her husband? Should he say he’s not mad? That for some reason, he could never be mad at her. She did what was right and did everything she could to protect Henry.

“I’m not..sure.” Omen hated the way her shoulders slumped and the hope in her watery eyes vanished. She licked her lips and whispered, “Right, you barely know the guy. Anyways, why are you asking so much about him? Did he make you into this?”

This?

Wisteria gestured to his flickering form. His conflicted emotions messed up his concentration on maintaining his form. “No, someone else did.”

“Well if you need-”

“Ma..ma.”

Wisteria jumped up from her seat and brushed the hair belonging to her son backwards. She peppered his face with small kisses which caused the little boy to giggle. “Mama, that tickles!” Omen stood up and his heartstring tugged at the childish smile on the boy’s face. This little boy is his little boy. A sudden urge to protect him and the woman felt strong in his soul.

“Wisteria, let Sage know if he needs anything else,” Omen told her and began walking away with heavy footsteps. The door slid open and Wisteria called out to him again, a pretty smile on her tired face, “You can call me [Name].”

Omen hummed and tried her name out, “[Name].” His gravelly voice sent shivers down her spine in a good way and she blushed lightly. Then he gave her a curt nod, “I’ll let the other agents know that Phoenix needs rest and keep an eye on her for you.”

“Thank you.”

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legitelizabethwwefan · 2 years

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Hi! I apologize for another request but I had a new idea so maybe I can request for how chamber, sova, yoru and phoenix would react when reader uses the safeword during seggs. It's totally fine if it's not, have a great day!

Thank you for the request! This one was rather interesting, but I’m glad I got it because it was fun to write. Hope you guys like it!

If you want to request anything, you can do so here.

Word count: 579

Warnings: Mentions sex in passing, but nothing too graphic.

Safe Word Activated - Chamber, Phoenix, Sova, Yoru x General Reader (NSFW)

Chamber:

The safe word is “Red”.

As into sex as he is, Chamber will make sure to hear for your safe word should it come up.

When you do use it, he’ll stop immediately without hesitation.

He’ll ask you why you triggered the safe word because he doesn’t want to cause you to use the safe word for the same reason.

Chamber is also extremely apologetic because he always wants you to enjoy sex with him.

If you try to apologize, he won’t accept it simply because he doesn’t feel that it’s necessary for you to do so.

He insists on making it up to you in the near future.

If he’s still hard, he’ll excuse himself to the washroom to finish himself off.

After that, Chamber will cater to you however you wish. If you want to cuddle, he’ll cuddle. If you want to go to bed for the night, he’s fine with that. It’s 100 percent your call.

Phoenix:

The safe word is also “Red” (Go figure.).

It will take a second for Phoenix to realize that you used the safe word.

He will double check that you said it before stopping sex in a flash.

He’s quick to ask if you’re okay and why you used the safe word.

Phoenix will profusely apologize if he accidentally made you uncomfortable.

He’ll accept your apology, but he’s more upset at himself than with you.

He would promise to make it up to you as soon as you’re feeling up to sex again.

If he’s still hard, he’ll finish himself off in the shower if you aren’t in the mood to go down on him.

Once that’s done, Phoenix will insist on cuddling you in bed in between kisses. It’s his favourite way to cheer you up, regardless of the situation.

Sova:

The safe word is “Nope”, as it makes things crystal clear to Sova.

Like Chamber, Sova is mindful of the possibility of the safe word being used during sex.

When you use it, he’ll stop what he’s doing instantly.

He’ll ask why you used to ensure that whatever triggered it doesn’t happen ever again.

Sova will smother you with kisses in between his heartfelt apologies.

He insists that you have absolutely nothing to apologize for.

He feels truly awful for causing you to use the safe word.

Should he be hard, he’ll also take care of it in the shower as discreetly as possible.

Afterwards, Sova will ask what you want to do and go along with it. But he may also insist on cuddling you in bed as a way to further comfort you.

Yoru:

The safe word is “Pineapple”.

Yoru is surprisingly self-aware enough to know that the safe word can pop up anytime during sex.

When you use it, he’ll double check that you actually said it before stopping.

He may be a little irritated, but he tries his best to keep that to himself.

If you admit that you used the safe word because he made you feel uncomfortable, Yoru will genuinely apologize for doing exactly that.

He’ll accept your apologies, but he promises to not hold this against him.

Yoru will ask if you’re up for going down on him if he’s still hard. If you say no, he’ll go to the bathroom and take care of himself.

When that’s taken care of, he’ll kiss you and promise to do whatever you want in bed the next time you two have sex.

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redvolet · 1 year

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Valorant Headcanons - what do the agents smell like

idk why this came up to mind mind but now i feel the need to share my thoughts.

no warnings!!

Astra: idk if that’s even a thing but she smells like midnight air. like cold wind in the night idk

Breach: motor oil. he uses it for his arms or something like that

Brimstone: like a grandmas house

Chamber: french.

Cypher: i think even tho he doesn’t show his face or anything at all, he takes care of himself and smell like some fancy cologne (a woody pr powdery one maybe? idk about this)

Fade: definitely cigarettes

Gekko: honestly idk, hair dye and bobba tea

Harbor: BEACH

Jett: i think she user perfume everyday but it washes off very fast due to her fast wind abilities, still nice

Kay/o: like breach, motor oil, and metal

Killjoy: probably oil too, bc she is always creating machines and all that

Neon: sweat, she’s very athletic and is always running

Omen: probably nothing??? if anything smoke

Phoenix: he obviously takes a lot of care of himself but he is always on fire too, so good cologne and fire/ashes/smoke

Raze: she is a mechanic too so probably oil as well, and paint

Reyna: I just now she smell really good, like a really good classy perfume. like a rose one

Sage: she must smell really good too. in my mind she smells like the plant sage, or like mint

Skye: either like a farm or like a forest and flowers. Surely both, just in different scenarios

Sova: heads and shoulders shampoo

Viper: probably something toxic she works with idk, like venom. and some big brand perfume, like chanel, dior etc

Yoru: hair gel.

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kieranwritess · 2 years

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What if...the agents were on a farm?

Fandom: VALORANT

Characters: all

this was inspired by Viper and her goats, goodnight :D if i missed anyone let me know! to sova anon: i am working on the request right now :)

Viper won't admit it, but she liked the goats. Yes, even though they were a nuisance and tried to eat her clothes.

Neon and Raze chased the chickens around while Sage shook her head from the sidelines.

Chamber didn't come with, claiming a headache, but all the agents knew he didn't want to get his suit muddy.

Jett and Phoenix terrorized the ducks. They thought it was funny that the birds always moved in a swarm.

Fade and Omen spent their time in the loft with the barn cats. Both parties were skittish, but they all quickly warmed up to each other. After some time of skulking in the corners, Reyna joined the pair.

Sova and Astra found themselves in the stables after awhile of wandering the farmyard together. Sova even saddled up one of the horses and took it for a ride.

Skye and Brimstone spent time with the farm dogs, and Skye found out that they knew how to herd. Killjoy joined the two to study the sheep's herd mentality. For research, she said.

KAY/O was fascinated by the cows, and Breach, to his chagrin, was on robot babysitter duty.

Cypher hacked into the security cameras to watch the other agents. When he was caught by the farm owner, he claimed he was just a black-hat-turned-white testing their firewalls. No, he definitely wasn't here with those agents.

#kieranwritess valorant #valorant headcanons #valorant imagines #valorant imagine #brimstone imagine #viper imagine #jett imagine #fade imagine #reyna imagine #skye imagine #killjoy imagine #viper headcanons #jett headcanons #reyna headcanons #phoenix imagine

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hatsukeii · 2 years

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Ello there hope your having a good day/afternoon/evening/night I was wondering if I could request for a Sova x FEM!reader where reader falls for the mirror agent Sova after being kidnapped by the mirror agents but has to shoot him in the end to return to Earth 1

I gotchu

—It Kills Me.

Pairing(s): Mirror!Sova x FEM!reader

Genre: Angst:)

TW: Graphic descriptions of blood and guns

Summary: The finger that pulls the trigger always trades a life for another

“I’m sorry it has to end like this.”

Your pistol was aimed straight at Sova’s forehead, just a slight pull of your finger would send his brains splattering onto the floor beneath him.

“Is this goodbye?”

Around Sova laid three other corpses, pools of thick, viscous crimson leaking from the holes in their bodies. Fallen comrades, comrades he had memories with. He had fought alongside. Those who he had laughed, cried, and trained with. The sickening scent of blood, although the metallic hint not unfamiliar, sent everything in his stomach up along his oesophagus. The sight of his lively teammates now nothing but hollow, lifeless shells on the cold ground was enough to make anyone turn their backs and run for their life, yet Sova does not turn. In fact, he stays on the spot, not moving an inch from the barrel of your sheriff.

“I have to do this. I can’t stay here. You know that best.”

You swallowed hard, this was not a nice sight. The sight of Sova, who had been so kind to you despite the fact that you weren’t a part of their earth to begin with, who stuck up for you as the other agents relentlessly interrogated and abused you, the cold, calculating hunter who had a heart of gold, who would not even dare hurt a fly.

The sight of Sova, helpless, betrayed, yet unwaveringly calm.

The trigger was getting heavier by the second as reality continued to dawn upon you. Any more seconds and the trigger would refuse to budge, and you’d be stuck here by your own will.

“I’d always known that this moment would come.”

You allowed his gloved hand to lower the sheriff from his forehead, holding back a choked sob from your throat. You had gone too far to turn back now. Lives have been taken, shots fired. You could not afford to jeopardise your chances of survival and escape for the man whom you had fallen for. That would be absurd.

“Just let me do it and get it over with. Please.”

A warm hand held against your cheek, tilting your head towards their eyes. You couldn’t bear to look at him directly, simply shutting your own and leaning further into his touch.

“Maybe in another life it’ll all be okay. It’ll all make sense. Or it’ll work out.”

You knew that Sage would be back and could redo all of this. Even if you shot him here and now, until his brains were splattered everywhere and his body limply fell to the floor, even if he bled out from all his orifices, Sage would always find a way to revive him. Yet you could not bring yourself to pull the trigger at any cost. Guilt ate at you as you refused to open your eyes.

“I can’t do this, I have to, but I can’t. Please, just come with me. We can run away.”

“I’m afraid I cannot do that, (y/n).”

A single tear rolled down from your eyelid as you tried to suppress the sobs coming from your throat, yet it was all in vain. You felt a pair of lips softly kiss your forehead, a kiss so sweet you almost forgot that this was supposed to be your enemy. And then you opened your eyes, meeting Sova’s warm, brown ones. Amidst the chaos, the bloodshed, the betrayal, Sova still adorned warmth within those eyes, giving you a last look of adoration.

“Just do it. We’ll meet again.”

“I can’t. I can’t, Sova”

You felt the weight from your hand leave, as Sova pushed the barrel of you sheriff flush against his forehead, pulling the hammer down with a click.

“They’ll be back soon. Get out of here while you can.”

“Sova-”

“In another life, we can. I’ll see you soon again, дорогая.”

A deafening bang sounded as specks of goo and blood splattered onto yourself. Prying the gun off Sova’s limp grasp, you let the tears fall as you held him and cried out, wanting to erase this sight from your head. Squeezing Sova’s hand, you gave it a shaky, yet chaste peck, ignoring the blood that had been smeared all over it. That didn’t matter. What mattered was that you got the fuck out of Earth 2 through the teleporter that was being guarded by the four, now dead agents. Sova’s sacrifice would not go to waste.

You approached the teleporter, dipping your trembling fingers through as you the energy on your fingertips shifted.

“I’ll see you again, дорогой.”

With that, you leaped through the teleporter, just as you heard the scout team return from their mission.

Hoooooly shit I haven’t touched writing in ages but this actually came to me a lot easier than I thought it would:D Thank you for the ask anon! Hoping someone gives me fluff all I have in my inbox rn is angst💀

#valorant #valorant x reader #valorant hcs #valorant headcanons #valorant sova #sova x reader #valorant imagine #sova #sova headcanons #sova imagines #valorant protocol

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akutsukiis-blog · 2 years

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SPOILERS FOR AGENT VOICE LINES !!

Chamber's voice lines with Viper in the PBE got me acting up. Like how DARE he flirt with her?? That's my husband and yet he flirts with a woman probably far older than him 🤬🤬

Don't get me wrong, Viper is bae. I flirt with her all the time too but that's MY thing. He should stay loyal....

Is this satire? I don't know anymore.

#valorant chamber #valorant imagine #valorant x reader #valorant

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blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms · 2 years

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Shoulder- Sunwoo Han

Pairing: Sunwoo Han x Reader

Characters: Sunwoo Han

Warnings: N/A

Request: N/A

Word Count: 463

Author: Aaron

“If you are going to be apart of what we do, you need to listen to me. Yes, you have powers, and you are going to be able to do amazing things with them, but they are not the be all and end all. You need to be able to fight.” Jett curled her hand info a fist and fiercely swung it at your cheek, you tucked your head down and stepped out of the way.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got this all under control.” You said with a cocky smirk. “I don’t need to be able to hit you, as long as you can’t hit me.” Jett chuckled at your naivety as she swept her leg in a deep arc which you had managed to just about jump over, but to your surprise she brought her second leg over and harshly planted her foot in the centre of your chest. With great force you flew backwards and landed on the training mat with breathless lungs and a tight pain across your ribs.

“Look that might have worked in your little school brawls and whatever other senseless violence you got up to, but we are working with a little higher calibre here. If you can’t throw a punch… or take a punch you will be stuck behind a desk running admin work and filling out damage reports, and I know you weren’t recruited for that.” You looked deep inside yourself and let Jett know why you had been whisked away from your family and asked to join the Valorant initiative, you tightly clenched your fists, and a hard, stone plating covered all the way up to your elbows. “All right, that is what I’m talking about! That is one cool power, now throw some shots at me, I want to see what those bad boys can do!” You swung your stone fists at Jett, narrowly avoiding her as she ducked and weaved around them as you sent a flurry of blows at her. Jett smiled as she summoned a cloak of daggers around her, you brought your hands up to your face as blade after blade bounced off and landed on the mat. Once the last dagger had struck you charged at Jett and struck her in the shoulder. With a deep groan she fell to the ground clutching her arm. With a deep regret you unclenched your fists as the stone slowly began to flake off, you rushed over to help.

“Don’t worry.” She said, noticing the worry and distress in your eyes. “Sage will get me patched up in no time, and it was only fair, I did throw knives at you. We need to work a bit on your strike placement, but I can see some very strong potential in you.”

#Shoulder #Sunwoo Han #Sunwoo Han Imagine #Sunwoo Han One Shot #Jett #Jett Imagine #Jett One Shot #Valorant #Valorant Imagine #Valorant One Shot #Aaron

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angelltheninth · 4 months

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CAN U WRITE FOR REYNA LITERALLY ANYTHING IM ON MY KNEES BEGGING

Literally anything. There. Done. Kidding Anon. I've got you.

Pairing: Reyna x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, blindfold, temperature play, kissing, strap-on, marking, praise

A/N: I support your need for more Reyna.

Sex was never boring with Zyanya, there was always some way you'd walk out, or be unable to walk out, completely spent. Almost like she took your own life force away. She would never to that, she vowed not to. Yet she was still wildly unpredictable and most of the time you didn't even question it because it felt good and you knew you were safe with her.

That's why even with a blindfold on you knew you could trust her completely.

With the blindfold on you had to rely on your other senses to guide you. Zyanya's smooth voice seemed to echo in your ears, "This might feel a little cold. But then again when you're this hot," You gasped when she cupped your wet pussy with her hand and rubbed up and down, "I suspect my hand would feel a little cold too."

You didn't know what would feel cold or why but you did spread your legs a little more, "I'm ready for you." You hear her chuckle but she didn't say anything. Her hands softly ran over your hips, her nails scratching lightly, making you shiver from the slightly ticklish sensation.

As she said, when she introduced the strap-on it was indeed cold against your entrance. You fidgeted a little, "Is it too cold?" She wanted to make sure you were comfortable before going forward. When you didn't protest against it she proceeded to thrust the toy in.

The cool material made you moan out louder then you thought. Zyanya shushed you with a kiss, easing in and out of you, taking her sweet time with you. You kept your legs apart but you wanted warmth too, so you pulled her close by embracing her back. She took this as a sign to pick up the pace.

"Keep me warm." You begged. You rolled your hips in tandem with hers, slick, wet sounds ramping up in speed. She made sure your bodies were close, that her mouth was constantly kissing a different spot, making your mind fuzzy between the altering sensations of warm and cold.

Your nails dig into her skin, leaving marks that you wished would be shown to others like so many of her bite marks and hickeys are on your skin. Nevertheless they were there and she was proud of them, "You're doing so good. I'm so proud of you for handling this well." Heat coiled at the pit of your stomach, the temperature contrast once again taking over your brain. You tried to moan her name but every time it was interrupted by another thrust of her hips into yours. All she wanted was to hear your pretty moans, "You make the best sounds when you're close."

Given that she liked your moans so much you didn't even try to muffle them when you felt your orgasm washing over you, and Zyanya soon after, her then fast thrusts then easing to a slower grind which left the entire length buried inside your warm pussy.

She kissed up your face and tugged your blindfold down with her teeth, her shining eyes meeting your teary ones. "You're so beautiful you know that? And so good, a good girl for me."

#valorant #valorant x reader #valorant smut #reyna x reader #reyna smut #reyna imagine #valorant fanfiction #zyanya mondragon #zyanya mondragon x reader #zyanya mondragon smut #valorant imagine

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icy-bluez · 2 years

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Navigation~

Icy | 20| she/her| Has lots of hyperfixations |

REQUESTS:

Request Rules/FAQ | -> open

ANTHOLOGY LIST -> all works are here \o/

All works are owned by Icy, reposts, adaptations, plagiarism not allowed - permission is required even if you credit me*

#valorant #valorant imagine #valorant imagines #valorant fic #valorant fanfic #valorant fanfiction #valorant headcanon #valorant headcanons #valorant x reader #valorant agents #reader insert #masterlist

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f6bron · 6 months

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sequoia.

pairing : iso x gn!reader

notes : mutual pining ? i’ll let the audience decide , might be ooc since i wrote this based on all of his available voicelines so far ( . — . )

The echoing clang of bullets hitting metal targets reverberated through the shooting range as you took aim alongside Iso, the new recruit to the Valorant Protocol. You’d been itching to get to know him better, and what better way to break the ice then some target practice?

“Clean shot! I should let Chamber know he has a rival now.”

Iso shrugged and chuckled, as an acknowledgement to your compliment.

“So, Iso… I heard you isolate your enemy into that domain of yours? Interesting…” you remarked, keeping your eyes trained on the target as you shot a bullet straight to the head.

Iso nodded shyly, his fingers still gripping the handle of his pistol.

“Y-yeah… Just my way to secure a 1v1 duel…”

Oh, what the hell am I saying, Iso thought, mentally facepalming at his awkward response. He felt silly for acting awkward in front of you. To be honest, he finds you really, really beautiful. Maybe that’s the reason.

But to his surprise, you merely gave him a soft smile.

“That is sooo freaking cool ~! Can you bring me there someday?” you asked, your tone playful and light.

Iso was surprised, his eyebrows knitting together.

“Why would I bring you there? I don’t think having a gun duel with an ally there is a good idea–”

You giggled, which interrupted his words. “Not in a gun duel, silly. I just wanna know what it looks like in the dimension.”

Warmth crept onto Iso’s face, his cheeks tinged with embarrassment at having misunderstood your context. “O-oh… Yeah, sure. I hang out a lot there even though there’s nothing much… Mostly when I need alone time to read my books or… listen to music.”

“And, having company once in a while would be nice.” He smiled, his eyes glanced at you.

“Mhmm, then I’ll be waiting ~” you replied, your curiosity piqued. You adjusted your stance, firing a few more rounds with precise accuracy.

“Oh ! Talking about music,” you continued, gesturing to the earbuds that Iso always had whenever you saw him. “I always see you got your earbuds on all the time. I assume you’re a music enthusiast, yes?”

Iso nodded, his fingers fumbling with the gun’s magazine as he exchanged it. “It helps me to stay relaxed and focused. Music has this way of grounding me, you know?”

You smiled, appreciating his honesty. “That makes sense. What kind of music do you listen to then?”

As Iso put his pistol down, he began to list off his favourite genres and artists. You noticed the way his purple-coloured eyes lightened up. You were surprised by the variety of his tastes, from classical compositions to high-energy EDM tracks. Your conversation flowed seamlessly, as Iso continued geeking over his profound hyperfixation.

“So, do you have a favourite song?” you asked, genuinely interested.

Iso took a moment to think before answering. He has so many favourites, heck, he could create millions of playlist when he thought of it. Then, a song came to his mind, “There’s this one song that I find myself going back to quite often. It’s called ‘Helena’ by My Chemical Romance.

The name caught your attention, “Wait ! I know that song ! What’s the worst that I can say ~”

Iso chuckled, he continued singing along, “Things are better if I stay ~”

“So long and goodnight, so long and goodnight.”

Both of you started giggling, which lightened up the mood surrounding the both of you.

Iso started to fiddle with his gloved fingers, his expression softening. “To me, that song carries a powerful and cathartic expression of one’s emotions surrounding the loss of a loved one, so it has become one of my favourites.”

You were touched by his description and decided to make a mental note to listen to the song again later. As you both finished up with the training at the shooting range, you couldn’t help but feel a connection forming between you and Iso. He’s slowly getting along with you, no longer the quiet and reserved recruit.

Someone you could genuinely relate to.

As the both of you left the shooting range, the two of you talked and laughed, not just about combat training but about music, books and everything in between. His giggles caught your attention, the way he would bring up his hand to stifle his laughs.

Goddamn, he’s cute.

You didn’t expect the training you had with him could be the perfect time to bring you both closer. You couldn’t wait to explore Iso’s unique dimension with him, discovering not just his hidden talents but the beauty of the world he had specifically created for himself.

“So, about that dimension visit,” you teased, “When can we make that happen?”

Iso grinned, the embarrassment from earlier dissipating. “Whenever you’re ready. I’d be happy to show you around the place.”

“Can we make that a promise?”

“Yeah, promise.”

(A/N): my love for iso is growing… he’s so cutie patootie… do u get me…

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#f6bron #ITS SO ISOVERRRRR #valorant iso #valorant iso x reader #iso x reader #valorant imagines #li zhao yu #iso x y/n #iso x you #valorant fanfiction #iso headcanons #valorant x reader

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legitelizabethwwefan · 2 years

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Are you able to write one abt the reader being besties with chamber but he’s the only one they trust to take their virginity? 🥺👉👈

Thank you for the request! I wrote this similarly to For the First Time, but this is still fairly different from that. Again- so sorry for taking 20 years to complete this. I appreciate everyone’s patience and understanding. It really does mean a lot to me.

If you want to request anything, you can do so here.

Word count: 1944

Warning: Sexual content.

Take My V-Card - Chamber x General Reader (NSFW)

When you had joined the Valorant Protocol several months ago, the first agent you had hit it off with was Chamber. It was surprising on the surface; he was a shameless flirt whereas you were after deeper connections with your fellow agents. The flirting didn’t leave you a stuttering mess, but you never flirted back.

Despite this, you two had managed to form a real friendship over your shared love of weapon designing. You were more of a amateur in that field, but Chamber was all too happy to work with you on his designs. He truly valued your opinions on the matter. He also had you test out his newest creations and give him honest feedback on them.

That’s not to say that this was the only thing that helped form your friendship. You and Chamber also shared the same taste in music, a love of playing piano, and similar views on art. Even when you two disagreed on something- be it related to work or something else entirely- those disagreements were solved rather quickly. You both managed to talk things out or debate calmly, depending on the situation.

To say that you were friends with Chamber was putting to lightly; you two were best friends. You trusted each other fully both off and on the battlefield. He never hesitated to confide in you about anything. It could be a random thought on gun design or something from his past- nothing was off limits. As for you, you could confide in Chamber about almost everything.

Almost.

Over the fast two months or so, your trust for Chamber had grown in a different way. He had shared his sexual escapades with you over drinks a few nights ago- and that had triggered this newfound realization of yours: You wanted to lose your virginity as soon as possible.

You hated the fact that you were still a virgin. You had been told time and time again to not “get it over with”, or else you would regret it. But you really wanted to take the plunge and have sex with someone.

And that someone you wanted to have sex with was Chamber.

That thought had lingered in your mind a few days after that aforementioned conversation. You decided on a whim to get this off your chest with Chamber after a long day of gun designing with him. Keeping it on your mind would only leave you distracted, and you couldn’t deal with that during work.

You and Chamber were currently at his work station inside his apartment late one evening. It had been a really productive day, leaving you both in a good mood.

“Let’s call it a night,” you suggested just as Chamber finished drawing up yet another gun design.

“I agree,” he replied.

“Uh...can I ask you something?” you asked in a rush.

Chamber glanced at you with a confused facial expression. “Of course, Y/N. Are you alright?”

You tried to respond, but your mind went blank in an instant.

“Y/N, what’s wrong? You’ve been really quiet the last few days,” Chamber remarked, his voice laced with concern.

“There’s something I want ask you...but I don’t want to ruin our friendship,” you replied meekly.

Chamber frowned. “And what would that be?”

You took a deep breath before speaking again. “I want to lose my virginity to you.”

The confession left Chamber wide-eyed. You bit your lip as your hand began to shake a little.

“I’m not trying to use you for sex,” you blurted. “You’re my best friend, Vincent. I wasn’t trying to become friends with you in the hopes of sleeping with you later. It’s just...I’ve never slept with anyone before, and it’s embarrassing as hell. I know I shouldn’t be embarrassed, but I am. And I figured I should have sex with someone I trust so that my first time is good. If you’re not interested, you don’t have to. You won’t hurt my feelings, I swear.”

By the time you finished rambling, you were slightly out of breath and your nerves were totally shot. At one point, your eyes darted to the ground and stayed there. You couldn’t bring yourself to look Chamber- your best friend and closest confidant in the Protocol- in the eye.

You heard Chamber approach you before he used one hand to tilt your head back up. You blinked hard upon seeing his content grin.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, cautious.

“I’m sure,” you replied with a nod.

Chamber snickered ever so slightly. “If that’s what you want, Y/N, I’d be happy to sleep with you. I’m flattered that you trust me enough to take your virginity.”

Your blushing face grew even hotter. “I was worried I’d make things awkward between us.”

“I promise you that you aren’t,” Chamber insisted, his tone gentle.

Before you could say another word, he captured your lips in a passionate kiss. You closed your eyes to savour the taste of Chamber’s mouth. When you two broke apart, your face felt hotter than ever.

“Let’s take this to my bedroom, shall we?” Chamber suggested.

“Yes, we should,” you said with a nod.

Chamber took your hand in his and brought you to his well-furnished bedroom. He kissed you hard before sitting you down on the bed.

“Don’t worry about foreplay for me, mon chou,” he remarked as he removed his tie.

You frowned a little. “Are you sure?”

Chamber nodded. “Let’s worry about that another time. Your needs matter more.”

“Oh...er, thank you,” you mumbled.

Your nervousness was more than a little apparent, much to your chagrin. Chamber responded to it by kissing your lips softly.

“I promise to make your first time more than good,” he whispered.

You nodded before kissing him hard. That was Chamber’s cue to rip off his dress shirt. You broke away to stare at his bare chest. It was more muscular than you had anticipated, making you a little flustered.

“Try to relax, Y/N,” Chamber said in a soothing voice.

He took your shirt off and spent a minute or so admiring your bare chest. He gently pushed you down on the bed to kiss your lips and neck. You moaned upon feeling Chamber leave aggressive kisses down your neck, travelling down your collar bone and to your chest.

Chamber took his time licking your nipples, his teeth grazing each one just enough to send shivers down your spine. You gasped as his lips made their way down your stomach in a slow manner.

“Keep going, please,” you begged.

“As you wish,” Chamber replied in between kissing down your body.

He stopped long enough to remove your pants, underwear and shoes. The rest of your clothes appeared to be strewn about in the bedroom, but it didn’t matter. All you could focus on was the feeling of Chamber’s hands wandering about your now naked body.

At the sensation of his fingers inching towards your sex, you gasped and shut your eyes.

“May I?”

You glanced up and nodded. “Please.”

Chamber smirked before inserting a finger inside you. It didn’t hurt like you had expected, but the sensation caused your eyes to roll to the back of your head. You gasped as you grappled with this new experience. You had to clutch the bed sheets tightly as Chamber inserted another finger inside you, thrusting faster then before.

“Feels so good,” you moaned.

“Good to hear that, mon chou,” Chamber responded just as a third finger entered your sex.

“Please,” you gasped helplessly, “please fuck me, Vincent.”

Chamber froze, looking at you with a big smirk. “If that’s what you want, Y/N.”

His fingers left your sex so that he could take off the rest of his clothes. You snuck a glance at his erect dick as he grabbed a box of condoms from his nightstand drawer. You swallowed hard at the thought of Chamber being inside you in a matter of minutes.

“Are you okay, Y/N?”

You snapped out of your thoughts to see Chamber staring at you. His smirk had disappeared and he looked worried.

“I’m good,” you said with a nod. “I’m just nervous, that’s all.”

Chamber finished putting the condom on his dick before planting a gentle kiss on your lips.

“I’m good,” you repeated.

“I know you are, mon chou,” Chamber replied. “If you want me to stop, please let me know anytime. I promise I won’t be upset.”

You nodded just as Chamber entered your sex. You gasped as a little pain consumed you. But pleasure followed soon enough to push the pain away from your mind. You took a minute to catch your breath and get used to the sensation of feeling Chamber’s dick inside of you.

“Please fuck me,” you whined.

Chamber kissed your forehead. “As you wish, mon chou.”

His thrusts started off slow with the intention of getting you used to the feeling. You moaned softly in response, your back arching off the bed a little.

“Feels so good,” you mumbled in between moans.

Chamber chuckled before thrusting faster a while later. There was no pain in his actions; only pleasure filled your body from head to toe. You continued to moan, albeit louder than before.

“Please don’t stop,” you cried as you shut your eyes tight.

“I don’t plan to,” Chamber chuckled.

Time seemed to fly by as you both continued with your lovemaking. Your hands gripped the bed sheets hard as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. The euphoria that came from Chamber’s thrusts was almost too much to bare. You could’ve sworn that your heart would pound out of your chest at any second.

Before you knew it, you felt pressure building up more and more inside your stomach. You had a sneaking suspicion that your orgasm was going to hit you soon.

“Vincent!” you shouted. “Vincent, I’m-”

You weren’t able to finish speaking before you felt the pressure in your stomach explode violently. You felt your body shake as your climax washed over you entirely. You couldn’t contain your cries of pleasure while riding out your orgasm.

You were so caught up in your climax that you barely paid attention to Chamber thrusting as fast as he could. His thrusts became rather sloppy just before he came. He cursed in French loud enough for you to hear, though you had no clue what exactly he had said.

“Fuck, that was amazing,” you commented while out of breath.

“It really was,” Chamber said, grinning. “Are you okay, Y/N? Did I hurt you?”

You shook your head. “I’m alright, I promise. And uh... Thanks for doing that.”

Your face grew hot again, causing you to bury it in the pillows. Chamber was no longer inside you, having just disposed of the used condom. He frowned at your bashful demeanour.

“Mon chou, do not feel embarrassed,” he insisted as he climbed into bed beside you. “I only care that your first time was good and special. That’s most important.”

You lifted your head up and looked Chamber in the eye. “Good. I was really worried I had made things weird between us.”

“Do not worry about that,” Chamber said, his smile reserved as opposed to cocky. “Whatever happens between you and I happens, mon chou.”

You raised your eyebrows. “Does that mean...that you wanna do this again?”

Chamber nodded. “But only if you want to as well.”

“I wouldn’t be mad about that,” you remarked with a shy laugh. The idea of having sex with your best friend again was more than a little enticing.

“Good,” Chamber replied while chuckling. “I look forward to next time, Y/N.”

#chamber x reader #valorant chamber #chamber valorant #valorant x reader #reader insert #imagine #imagines #valorant imagines #valorant imagine #general reader

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l0serloki · 2 months

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Yo! Can I ask for Cypher, Gekko, and Sova x reader who loves affection? As in, they love head pats, and when they get hugs they will just snuggle and melt? The gender of the reader doesn't matter. Thanks! 😊

Affection!

(Cypher, Gekko, Sova)

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Cypher :

Cypher wasn’t used to getting such affection before you. And now he doesn’t want to ever live without it.

He will constantly try and convince you to come sit in his office so he can snuggle with you as he ‘researches’.

He loves nuzzling into your neck and feeling your hands pat around his face as he feigns his attention to his computer.

He even makes not so subtle nudges when you try to stop. If you tease him he will eventually ask why you quit.

“Where do you think you are going, little bug?” Cypher’s voice rang out as you squirmed in his lap. Your arms wrapped back around his neck as you looked up.

“Nowhere, just getting more comfy.” You smiled as your hands worked at his taut muscles. A soft sigh left his mouth as he relaxed against his work chair. Cyphers head leaned down to rest in the crook of your neck as he continued to type away at his computer.

After a bit you laid your hands to rest as he got more into his work. Within seconds of you taking a break you heard the nerd grunt and peer back at you. You raise an eyebrow and continue to rest against him. He nudges your hand lightly with an awkward cough. You could only laugh at his subtle attempt to ask for more.

“Is that better?” You coo as your hands work around his mask, fingers pressing against the soft flesh of his face.

“Much better.”

Gekko :

He LOVES attention and physical affection. I mean look at how he treats his little pals! You know he has such a loving soul.

He’s always wanting to be next to you, holding your hand, or even in your arms. He will pout if he is not.

Refuses to sleep without you and on nights you’re away on missions and calls so he can at least hear your voice. He makes sure to let you know it’s nothing compared to cuddling. And that you owe him double.

He absolutely melts when you baby him as well. Pinching at his cheeks and rubbing at his head are a major weakness. But he makes you swear not to tell anyone else.

“Babe I’m right here.” Gekko pouted as he watched you pat wingman. Your grin grew as you noticed his ever-growing jealousy.

“Does Wingman not deserve love?” You tease out as you turn over to your boyfriend. His eyes widened for a moment before his lips turned down.

“That’s not what I meant.. Wingman deserves the best. But I do too, babe.” Gekko tries to nudge his way in between the gooey pet and you. You only laugh and Wingman makes a noise as you welcome him into the family hug.

“You’re so needy. Isnt he, Wingman?” You voice and the slime only makes an agreeing sound. Gekko gasps as he smacks at your arm lightly.

“It’s not needy if I am your boyfriend! It’s the tax for being mine! And not cool Wingman! You’re supposed to be backing me up!”

Sova :

Sova loves affection. It helps make him feel grounded and helps him know you’re not leaving.

He completely relaxes and melts in your arms when you hug him from behind. He loves being cradled. Not that he would fully admit it out loud.

He also loves when you play with his hair. He turns into a little golden retriever if you scratch at his head. He can’t help it, it just feels too good!

He loves giving it back as well. He always makes sure to give you reassuring squeezes and some back scratches here and there.

You smiled as you walked into the main hall of HQ. You had just got back from a meeting when you saw Sova standing near the table patching up his drone. Taking the opportunity to strike, your arms wrapped around his torso. A soft gasp left his lips as he looked over at you and tossed his arm around you.

“Dove, you are back early. This is a lovely surprise.” His smile was infectious as his hand rubbed away at your shoulder. You only squeezed tighter against him as you nuzzled into his side.

“Let me finish fixing the drone and then we can go rest. Does that sound good?” Sova questioned and you could only nod. You would never give up a chance to hold your sweet boyfriend in your arms.

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