#valorant protocol

[tqxins]

Enjoy my imaginary new year’s player card, LOL. 32 hours on this canvas.

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[jaiden-zhou]

(1) casual iso <3

contents: headcanons, reader is a uniqlo employee for plot purposes

not a writer but,, iso is so.. sigh, imagine this reserved uniqlo wearing hitman acting like an absolute puppy for you. yeah this is self indulgent and yeah maybe its based off of my experiences but hey, content.. its long.. i.. the things this man does to me

part 2, part 3

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iso whose closet is practically all uniqlo apparel, from core basics to limited exclusive collabs, anything else is like expensive tech wear/street style clothes, he likes his quality

iso who always grabs heavy oolong milk tea with tapioca pearls, a classic predictable drink (his friends call him basic for it, but he doesn't mind), every afternoon he gets the chance to

iso who ends up being an employee there with how much he visits, the owners are a chinese elderly couple who like gossiping with him in mandarin (he has fun listening to their stories and such)

iso who likes having music playing of his own whether it be from his headphones or speakers, even at work his music is playing loud enough for only him to hear from his headset hanging around his neck

iso who works evening shifts part-time and gains a lot of eyes from admirers where he gets at least three numbers given to him a month like "you're really cute, text me <3 (XXX) XXX-XXXX"

iso who's never interested, none of them catch his eyes like how he catches theirs, and ends up tossing whatever number scribbled onto a receipt away

iso who goes to uniqlo on his day off for a collaboration launch consisting of outerwear jackets and trousers that match his style only to not find his size on the racks

iso who takes his time trying to comb through the racks, desperate to find it on his own and take it with him before giving up, pulling down his headphones, and reluctantly asking you

iso who, at a reasonable distance, looks over your shoulder as you look up the product listing with the desired size and color, hearing faint rap music playing through his headphones slung around his neck, finding that there should be three units left and listens in quietly when you radio your coworkers if there are any in the back before going to look for yourself

iso who waits patiently at the same spot for quite a while before you go jogging up to him with the jacket he has been wanting, the plastic and paper still wrapping it up signaling that it has been unprocessed and untouched

iso who still is patient with you with an expectant look, not the impatient kind, it's the anticipating excitement kind, as you're still a little out of breath from running around finding the item for him unwrapping and removing all the excess packaging and giving it to him with both hands, garbage tucked at your arm

iso who looks at your earnest expression, sweet eyes, and genuine smile and feels his breath hitch before taking the coat and doing a little head bow while muttering a quiet 'thanks'

iso who leaves an anonymous compliment to you, conveying his gratitude for going out of your way to find him a limited quantity jacket and sub-consciously thinks of your cute expression of when you gave it to him every time he throws it on

iso who was asked to pick up a morning shift, no one else could and so he decided to just wake up early enough and suck it up but boy does he not regret it

iso who opens up the shop for the first time ever and lo-and-behold, you waltz in as the first customer and immediately he recognizes you, and apparently so do the owners

iso who listens quietly as, whom he likes to call granny, greets you with a warm voice asking if you're ready to go to work

iso who once again patiently waits for you to walk up and order, finding out that you're also a regular here, always grabbing a drink before your long shift at the japanese clothing store he met you in

iso who's still a little quiet, shy even, when you greet him noting that you recognize him from a while ago, your friendly exterior giving him a fuzzy comforting feeling inside

iso who after making your drink, bids you goodbye and continues on (not before asking to switch to morning shifts.. for some reason hehe)

iso who starts seeing you most mornings before you work and then with some time, working up the courage (it was very hard, he was very nervous you just didn't see it) to ask you for your number, nothing romantic just being friendly, right?

iso who starts getting a little closer to you, learning what day and times you work, your hobbies, your favorite things, the music you listen to <3

iso who sometimes drops by your workplace to give you a drink or some food and simple yet subtly sweet encouragement that always seems to lift your spirits to push through the day

iso who even starts to see you near or at the end of your shift to take you home, you've worked long enough, and it's dark out.. :(

iso who likes to ensure your safety by accompanying you home, his friends like to say (tease) that it gives him an excuse to see you more. it's dangerous out at night, what are they talking about? nonsense. (denial is a river in egypt)

iso who as time goes by, slowly craves your presence a little more than he'd like to admit, you're always on his mind and he often flusters himself with his thoughts of you, his cheeks donning a light-pink blush. maybe his friends are onto something.. ugh

yeah i'm definitely writing more iso content hehe

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"don't have to take me home every time, zhao yuuuu." you whined next to him. "i've done it before and i can do it again."

you only get a short scoff in return, iso's hands stuffed into the pockets of his jacket.

"it's dark, you're more at risk when you're alone." iso states matter-of-fact. his headphones at his neck with no music playing. "you know this too, so you shouldn't be complaining."

"yeah but," you pause for a moment. "i don't want you to have to make the trip each time to pick me up.."

iso takes in your dejected tone, his eyes soften.

"and i don't want you being in potential danger where i could've been there to deter it." iso chides softly. "please, for my peace of mind.."

"whatever you say," you comply, your shoulder bumping into him jokingly as you share a quiet laugh. "thanks, yu. it means a lot."

"always," he replies, a certain warmth sets in when he hears you say his nickname.

#iso x reader #iso fluff #iso valorant #valorant iso #valorant #valorant x reader #valorant protocol #gosh i wanna kiss his face all over #zhou’s daydreams

[writer-freak]

male Valorant agents walking in on you changing (gn reader)

Characters: Yoru ,Chamber, Sova, Phoenix, Cypher

Warnings: gn reader, headcanons, can be read as romantic or platonic I think, characters walking in on you, mentions of reader being shirtless or just in underwear, english isn't my first language, probably ooc,

I just got into Valorant just a few days ago I still need to get to know the characters a bit better so this could be ooc but I wanted to post it anyways I will probably also do a version for the female agents if people would like to read that Inspired by some random tiktok I saw about horror icons walking in on you

Comments, likes and reblogs are appreciated 🖤

Yoru

He just tends to forget to knock 

Normally that isn't so terrible because you're just in your room resting or something like that

But this time was different

You just came back from a mission, and sweat completely through your clothes

You just wanted to get them off as quickly as possible before taking a well-deserved shower

Imideatly after walking into your room and closing ou door, you started stripping out of your clothes

Yoru was already searching for you earlier before hearing that you were on a mission

When he saw you close your room door so he went over

When he opened the door he was greeted with the sight of you taking off your shirt

Flustered Yoru incoming

You were also embarrassed but you couldn't say anything because he quickly closed the door again

He shouted through the door "Lock the door next time!"

You could still hear how flustered he was and that made you giggle 

You retorted "Maybe you should learn to knock" 

Then finally getting your shower

Chamber

In the Vp, there were occasional company parties

Some fancy events were people had to attend as a cover for the Vp

Today it was your job to attend one, and your partner for the night was Chamber

You were already running late and now trying to get ready as quickly as possible

You had informed Chamber to get you from your room

So after getting ready he made his way over

You were still frantically searching for something not having put on your clothes

Chamber knocked on your door but in your search, you couldn't hear him 

He opened the door and found you only in underwear

He cleared his throat trying to get your attention 

"Chamber get out!" you shouted while throwing some clothing article at him

Sova

He is such a sweetheart 

You two often conversed about food and he raved about how good his babushkas cooking is

You of course said that you would love to try some

So the next time Sova took time away from the Vp to visit his babushka 

He talked a lot about you in general but also mentioned how you would love to try some of her cooking

She gave him some Kotletki for you

He was never this excited to be back at the Vp but he couldn't wait to give you his babushkas cooking

In his excitement, though he forgot to knock on your door 

You just got out of the shower and were putting on your clothes when Sova barged in

Sova was very embarrassed, to say the least

He quickly apologized before closing the door again

Seeing a flustered Sova was definitely a sight to see 

So after putting on your clothes you went out and Sova gave you the food

Phoenix

You two one day just decided to walk into each other rooms unannounced

You don't even remember how it started but until now it didn't make any problems

Today Phoenix got some new shoes and wanted to show them off to you

You on the other hand were out the entire day and just got back to your room

He opened your door while saying "Hey" but the rest of his words ended up being stuck in his throat

You were just about to change into something more comfortable and pulled down your pants when he opened the door

Phoenix turned around and closed the door at the speed of light 

For you, it took a minute to follow what just happened but when it registered you finished changing 

Then you went to search for Phoenix

Cypher

You have a lot of knowledge in different areas

So sometimes Cypher asks you for some information instead of searching for it himself 

He had a pretty important question for you and quickly went to your room

You on the other hand were changing your clothes

Noticing that you couldn't find the shirt you wanted to wear right now

You were turning your whole wardrobe upside down

That was when Cypher barged into your room

You didn't notice him at first having your head entirely in your wardrobe

He on the other hand just saw you shirtless rummaging through your closet

But he quickly apologized and closed the door again which brought your attention to the door

He will probably make you some Moroccan tea as an apology later

Thank you for reading I appreciate it

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[brights-place]

Omen dating Headcannons

Pairings: Omen X Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Cursing, Anxiety, Angst

A/N: GOSH I LOVE OMEN HE IS SO CUTEEE

- He knits to relax! So he would knit you some things for exammle sweaters, scarves, and plushies for surprises! one time he made you an scarf for icebox that were his color scheme which you love - His love language is Physical touch and Quality time - He tries his best to make every single second with you count - He is amazing at baking, would bake some sweets for you - When your relationship grew and you both got more comfortable with each other Omen would be more open about PDA. - He hides in the shadows and appears behind you whispering an "Boo" in his montone voice as you screamed (like finn from adventure time) - This man doesn't need to sleep! he's a phantom for fuck sakes but you still force him into bed to cuddle - He’s quiet like REALLY QUIET! but will do his best to give you advice when you need it - He might not talk much at first but he will make sure you know that he’s there for you - Man is so fucking gentle towards you it isn't funny it's so cute - Omen is VERY protective of you I mean come on! He’s already protective of his fellow agents and it’s only doubled when it comes to you! - He would scare away any threats that dare try and intimidate or even hurt you! He has no problem killing for you if he has to - if you get an graze from an enemy this man would go wild! He doesn’t need the physical protection from you but he does like the comfort to know that you’re just as committed as he is in portecting eachother! - he hates crowded places so he would go behind your back pressing his chest against it which was one of his ways of saying 'I don't feel comfortable' - Tried to teach you how to knit !! it was fun at first but then you gto stuck... You mentally and physically wanted to scream since you snapped the tip of the needle (I have doe it before and my Lola stared me down... Angry Filipino grandmothers are scary!) - If you both succeed on knitting it becomes his favorite time of the day is to knit with you. he's very proud of your progress after you learn pretty much everything from him - When phoenix pointed it out he went to tell him it relaxes him but he glances at you on the team as you giggle lightly - On a mission he saw another him... "There is another of me? How many times did I get ripped apart? How many times did I die?" omen gripped onto his gun as you placed an hand on his forearm giving him an pitiful look as he sighs - Omens to make sure you don't mess anything up because one of his hobbies is cleaning but he doesn't want to clean up any of your messes sometimes... cause if your like an party animal he would be drained - In my opinion he is not really shy you could say? he is simply overwhelmed by the presence of other people - yeah it's known Omen has a very strong case of amnesia like REALLY BAD! He can't remember his true self... - When he trains you stare at him biting your lip - If you show him affection randomly he keeps his composure since he isn't really one to show his emotions outwardly 

- It seems like he doesn't really care when you show him affection but he does thank you and the is just some sort of tenderness in his voice. He could become embarrassed if you kiss him and then also give him a lot of praise for doing so well 

- If you know him well enough though you would be able to hear the embarrassment in his voice everytime if you show affection or other agents do something nice for him - You and Viper made a pack - You both would help Omen regain his memories... or so you thought. - When he gained some of his memories back he was filled wiht rage yet kept his composure but yelled at Viper - Sage stared at you dead in your eyes when you would be eyeing your boyfriend "(Name) your boyfriend is a phantom" Sage said teasingly as you shushed your healer "SHHHH! I know! but he is handsome!" Sage laughs at you - omen is an amazing partner and loves you with his whole heart as long as he is with you he feels safe

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[kanaesparadise]

Valorant Agents Jealousy Levels

Type: Headcanons/Fluff

Warnings: Some threats, cursing, zapping things, insecurities (idk is this a warning?? Maybe can trigger smthng)

Characters: Jett, Killjoy, Skye, Neon, Fade, Chamber, Yoru

Pronouns: They/Them

Jett - 8/10

"Hello! I'm jealous, what's your name?" type.

Even though she has no intention of keeping you to herself, seeing other people make you laugh gets on her nerves.

How can they make you happy like her? Isn't she enough for you?

Did they have to talk to you all the time? Couldn't they find another friend?

She knows that you're the perfect thing in the world but you're in love with her, right????

She wants to take you away from that person as soon as possible but she cannot do anything unless you are uncomfortable.

She's the secret insecure girlfriend, trust me.

She feels terrible when she sees you talking and joking with someone else closely.

Of course she knows that you love her, but she can't help her insecurities.

But if someone was flirting with you in a way that made you uncomfortable, she would have no reason to feel insecure. She got a reason to beat them up.

She would come up to you quickly and get between you and the person who made you uncomfortable.

"It's not nice to meet you at all, if you want to ask anything you can ask me 'cause you're bothering them. And I really don't like that."

A very protective girlfriend, she can't stand anyone bothering you.

Killjoy - 3/10

"I don't have time for that, have fun." type.

It doesn't bother her that you talk or spend more time with others because she gets pretty busy.

She also thinks it would be selfish if she wanted to keep you by her side all the time while she was working.

However, if you spend time with others when she needs love and attention, she will not say anything, but will feel your absence.

If she needs you to be with her, she'll snuggle and distract you while you talking with your friends.

"You can talk to them later, I missed you."

If she notices someone flirting in a way that makes you uncomfortable, she won't be angry but find it ridiculous.

It's pretty obvious that you didn't like these trash pick-up lines, why would someone who wanted you keep doing things you didn't like? It's not a way to get you!

She wouldn't just watch though, it was child's play for her to drive away someone who was bothering you.

While the other person was talking to you, she would hold your hand and drive you away.

She shows them that she didn't care about what they're doing, she can take you somewhere whenever she want.

If they have a courage to shout behind you, Killjoy's turret would appear in front of them, marking them as enemies.

"Don't worry, they weren't got any severe wound. Just a few scratches~"

Skye - 2/10

"Did you have fun with them? Then, that's good!" type.

Skye is someone who can get along pretty well with your friends, I'm sure they'll love her and respect her.

She loves seeing you smile so she don't have any problem with them, you can have fun with anybody who you trust!

She can even take them for a walk in the mountains if they want.

If she wanted to spend time alone with you, she would playfully tell the person next to you that she have to pick you up for very very important thing!

What? Quality times with your lover is really important thing! Don't underestimate these things please!

"Sorry to interrupt but I have to pick you up for a while (Y/N). I think it will not be a problem for you. Right, mate?"

Other than that, if someone was flirting in a way that made you uncomfortable, she definitely wouldn't like it.

At first, she only warns them verbally. After all, nobody wants a fight in the public, right?

Are they ignore her and keep bothering you? Now I guess they want a fight with this nature girl!

"I suggest you get away from them or I'll have no hesitation in ruining that pretty face of yours."

Try to calm her down because she's not saying these words to scare them!

Neon - 5/10

"I'm not jealous, I just don't trust them." type.

She really doesn't trust your friends. It doesn't matter what kind of person they are.

When Neon meets a friend of yours for the first time, She may not get along well with your friends because she is a very outspoken person.

If she doesn't like any of their features, she won't be very nice to your friend.

Your friend's speech style, appearance, voice, behavior... can be anything. If she didn't like them, she can't be polite to them.

She cares a lot about how they treat you. She won't stay silent when something bad is said to you, even if it's a joke.

"If you think you can do better than them, I insist you to try."

Someone make you uncomfortable around her? Is this a joke? Are they trying to die?

She may complain about her inability to control her powers, but she thinks it can be useful at times like these.

So please stop her or she'll gonna zap them with no hesitation.

"I don't want to hurt you, I want to hurt them! How can they dare to act you like that!?"

Any disrespect to the person Neon loves will not be forgiven. They can try her if they want to get zapped that badly.

Fade - 3/10

"Have fun. If you looking for me, I'm here." type.

She's usually don't care about your friend activities.

BUT please don't forget about her too, she doesn't want you to forget her from spending too much time with your friends.

She never talk about this, but it gets easier after a while to understand that she is upset.

She doesn't want to seem selfish, she's very loyal to you, so she knows you'll treat her with the same loyalty.

She loves listening to you tell her what you did with your friends during the day when you get home.

"You look pretty happy, balım (honey in turkish), what did you do today?"

If someone is talking or acting in a way that makes you uncomfortable, it's something that will bother her too.

She already knows that you are loyal to her, so she doesn't care at first.

But things change completely if she realizes that you're just uncomfortable with it and you can't push that person away.

She's coming to be their nightmare!

"Should I torture you or you're just gonna run away?"

She's already a scary woman with her everything so that's too easy for her. You're completely safe with her <3

Chamber - 3/10

"You're going out? That's good, I'm a little busy here." type

He's like Fade, he don't care about your friends and your friend activities.

But he wants to be your number one priority.

If you have scheduled a date with him, but later say that you promised to go somewhere with your friends, he will not like it at all.

You had to do it to your friends, not him!

He cares about his quality time with you so he woldn't let anybody to distract you.

"Please ignore them for this night, ma chérie (darling in french). You're with me right now."

Is someone bothering you? In a few seconds, the guards would have taken that person away from you.

Chamber doesn't like to get his hands dirty for those who will waste his time, it's more elegant to play by the rules.

"Don't worry, ma chérie. They won't be able to approach you again, I promise."

Yoru - 10/10

"Why should I share you? They can find a new friend." type.

Don't get me wrong; he's just a jealous, not a restrictive one. Of course you can do anything with your friends.

Buuut he didn't likes them at all.

Most of the time, Yoru is the cause of misunderstandings.

It's not about your friends, he didn't like to see another agent with you too but he's not talking about that.

Like Chamber, he wants to be your number one priority no matter what happens.

He always has an excuse to keep you around so be prepared!

HATES to admit that he's jealous. You can't never him hear to say that he's jealous.

"Totally bullshit! I'm not jealous! Are you lose your mind? Why would I be!?"

I don't know Yoru, why would you be?

He's already a jealousy type, he can't stand if he sees that someone bothers you in a bad way.

It's just a toy for him to get his nerves for a while.

Just like a punching bag.

Please stop him or he will start a big physical fight in public.

"I was looking for a someone to fight. Good to see you, asshole!"

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[liyawritesss]

ᖴᒪOᗯEᖇᔕ Iᑎ ᗷᒪOOᗰ - ᐯᗩᒪEᑎTIᑎEᔕ ᗪᖇᗩᗷᗷᒪEᔕ

Ｄａｙ ４ － Ｃｈｅｅｋ Ｋｉｓｓｅｓ

－ Well Earned Reward - Phoenix/Jaime Adeyemi - Valorant

－ In which you reward Phoenix with a kiss after a well fought sparring match.

－ Check out more prompts and other activities on the Flowers In Bloom Event Masterlist!

Phoenix was many things. An excellent shot, a quick thinker, and cool under pressure, not to mention a self-proclaimed king due to his confidence. It could be argued that he was among the best that the Protocol had in its ranks, considering he was amongst the first to join and would have more resources and time allocated to honing his skills.

What Phoenix was not, however, was smooth. Something of which Jett and Yoru would never let him forget so long as he lived, and coincidentally, were doing right this moment.

“Dude, they totally demolished you on that mat,” Jett says, hands smoothing down her hair as she smooths back the flyaways that had shaken from her ponytail, “and the second-hand embarrassment is real.”

“She did no such thing!” Phoenix retorts firmly. “I got a few good hits in, it was just a luck thing, man!”

“I don’t think luck is what had them pinning you to the ground three times in a row.” Yoru tutes, the blue haired fellow never missing a beat when it comes to reminding Phoenix of his arrogance.

“Two! It was two!” Phoenix corrects.

“Right,” Yoru replies, “the third time, they just threw you off the mat before pinning you.”

Perhaps Phoenix’s approach to the sparring session was one he made under false pretenses. It didn’t take rocket science to know that Phoenix was always out for self improvement in all categories of his profession, which more often than not stroked his ego a little too much. However this wasn’t about his ego; he could live with being defeated in a sparring match. It was who the match was with that dulled his usual champion spirit when it ended in his defeat.

“Yo,” came a voice from the end of the locker isle he stood in, causing Phoenix to look up and see you. He couldn’t help the faint frown that tugged at his lips, seeing the proud smile that graced your face in victory, “you know, I’m always down for a rematch whenever the gym is open.”

“Ha. Ha.” Says the dark skin man as he slips on his shirt adjusting the gold chain that lay hidden underneath his white tank top during the training sessions. “You’ve got lots of jokes, yeah?”

“Wasn’t a joke, pretty boy,” you reply, growing closer to him, the nickname that Jett had given him suddenly bringing a new, strange feeling to Phoenix’s chest that he wasn’t sure if he enjoyed or not. Yet, such a name coming from your lips tugged his frown into an upward position, “you’re a good fighter; but you can’t win at everything.”

Phoenix shrugs; he knows you’re right, however, and so the following hum of acknowledgement gives you what you need to step forward once more, closer to the taller man, and speak again, “You should be glad you’ve got some competition, though.”

“Is that right?” Phoenix replies, head tilted to the side, tongue darting out to do a quick swipe of his lips. His arms are folded across his chest as he analyzes you; despite the close proximity, his face portrays that of someone calm and collected. If only you knew the fire that was raging within him.

With a short nod, you make a quick dip to place a peck on his cheek, and it’s here that you feel the tinge of heat tha bubbles just underneath the surface of his skin, and it sparks something in your brain that you must suppress to save the other from embarrassment.

“For encouragement,” you say slyly, “if you want that rematch.”

You leave, and now Phoenix is torn between two things: wanting to impress you and wanting to demolish you at the next sparring session.

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[batofburnside]

"Tell Me" Part 3

Gekko x (Fem!)Reader

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

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Hi everyone! This is the third part of my first Gekko fanfic and my first fanfic posted on tumblr. I just posted part 2 at the same time, so I'm excited and nervous to see what y'all think so far. I really enjoyed writing these. Like last parts, I used google translate for most of the Spanish that wasn’t just a few words so I apologize if anything gets lost in translation, I am not fluent. Words: 8.0K

TW: Character Death, Guns, angst, (kinda?) manipulation, Kidnapping, Blood

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Mateo sat on a bar stool in the kitchen, eating a bowl of cereal while resting his head on his hand. He was exhausted. Not being able to fall back asleep, he sent you an early good morning text,  and then headed right into the training arena. Spending a few hours practicing his aim on the training bots until he couldn’t see straight anymore. After a quick shower to wake him up, he headed to the kitchen for breakfast. It was now nearly 9 AM. A few agents have come and gone while he has been in the kitchen. Sage, who is usually an early riser, entered the training arena as he was leaving, giving the young agent a nod of approval for getting some early morning training in. Mateo had tried to keep his worry and anxiety off of his face, he didn’t want to give anyone a reason to pull him off of the mission. Passing Omen and Fade in the hallway he gave a quick hello to the two. Yoru had come into the kitchen to grab breakfast as well. Mateo gave the dimension walker a nod and the older man exchanged the pleasantry before leaving.

Mateo looked up from his cereal that he was more so playing with instead of eating as Neon made her presence known, “There you are, Mateo!” She said as she made her way further into the kitchen and started to prepare her own breakfast. He looked around, making sure that no one was near to be able to hear his real name, “Lo lamento, you were looking for me?” He questioned.

“Yeah, I heard you yell last night. I went to make sure you were alright, but you weren’t in your room.” She said, grabbing her food and sitting down next to him. “Reyna said she hadn’t seen you yet, either.” 

Mateo’s face flashed red with embarrassment. Neon had heard him yell out after his nightmare. He guessed it would make sense that she would be the one to hear it as their rooms shared a wall, but he wondered how loud he truly was and hoped no one else had heard anything. “Wait, what did you tell Reyna?” He said with urgency. If Reyna knew something was bothering him, she might tell Sage or Brimstone to pull him off the mission.

Neon raised a brow, confused by his sudden worry. “I just let her know I was looking for you and was going to check up on you?” 

“Maldita sea” He whispered, resting his head in his hands.

“What dude? You’re being weird. What's going on with you?” Neon said, taking a bite.

“Nothings wrong. I had a nightmare last night. Eso es todo. I can still go on the mission, everything's FINE. Bien.”

Neon swallowed, smirking, “ahhh, okay. So that’s what this is. You’re psyching yourself out!”

“Que!? No- I’m not- uh” Mateo sighed, shaking his head, “I had a nightmare about (y/n). I died on the mission and she found out that everything since I’ve been here has been lies.” 

Neon furrowed her brow, “You know Sage can bring us back? You don’t have to worry about that.”

“I know, but what if she can’t.”

“Well…” Neon started, “That hasn’t happened yet. But, I bet Brimstone will handle it, and give your family something? I’m not sure.”

Mateo shook his head, “That’s the thing. Nothing Brimstone can give (y/n) will undo any of the hurt I caused. She won’t see me as a hero once she finds out the lies it cost.”

The two of them sat in silence for a minute before Mateo spoke up again, “I’ve been thinking, and I think I’m going to tell her. About us and what I’m doing.”

Neon choked on her food, “You’re going to what!? Mateo you know you can’t.”

“She won’t tell anyone, I trust (y/n).”

“You don’t understand, Mateo. Of course our Omega counterparts know who our loved ones are. There aren’t many discrepancies between who we know and are related to. And the only thing keeping them safe is their ignorance. My parents only know where I am, and even that information could put them in danger.”

Mateo bit the inside of his cheek as he thought he was at a crossroads here. He couldn’t put you in danger. But, like Neon’s parents, his mom knows. Reyna told her months before he joined the Protocol and she’s been safe. There must be exceptions. “I won’t put her in danger, but I need to do something about this.” Mateo said, standing up. “Don’t tell Reyna or anyone until I figure it out, por favor.”

Neon looked up as Mateo stood, holding a steady gaze, “I won’t tell anyone, but I sure hope you know what you’re doing.” She said.

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It was a relatively uneventful week for you. Right now you are in the middle of mundane chores. You had just gotten home from grocery shopping for your dad and had begun to put the goods away. The only thing that made today different from the others was, to your surprise, Mateo texting you good morning around 5 AM. You were curious why he was up so early and he told you he just wanted to get an early start to his day and get into a better routine. Something you had wanted to do before but always gave up a few days in. Walking up anywhere between 8AM-10AM is usually how it went for you depending on your classes. You noticed Mateo seemed to have more time on his hands today with random “I miss you”s, “Te amo”s, and check-ins coming in more frequently than they had before. Your heart fluttered as you wondered if he was finally finalizing his schedule and not letting the college have such a strong pull on him. 

You had decided a few days ago that you wanted to try and surprise Mateo for a visit in the upcoming weekend. Since he left you had been putting away extra money from each of your paychecks in order to purchase a train ride up north. The only problem was, you couldn’t remember the name of the city that Mateo is in. Whenever you looked up the college you saw that it had campuses in both Seattle and Portland. And whenever you tried to ask him to remind you, he either wouldn’t hear you or had something else on his mind he wanted to talk about. 

After you finished putting the groceries away you leaned on the counter, grabbing your phone you dialed Mateo’s mother, waiting for her to answer as it rang.

Two rings in you heard and enthusiastic voice on the other line, “(y/n!) Que bueno saber de ti! How are you cariño?”

“Hola, Mrs. De La Fuente. Es bien, and you?” You asked.

“Oh cariño. I am doing really well. It was hard to adjust with how quiet the house has been. Don’t tell Mateo but I’m thinking of getting a cat” Mateo’s mom laughed.

You smiled, you had missed Mateo’s mom and were disappointed in yourself for not calling her sooner, “I’m sure he wouldn’t stop you.” you giggled.

“No, that’s the problema! He would bring an amigo home for it! But, una is enough for me, confía en mí” The woman laughed and then let out a small sigh. You could tell she missed her son as much, if not more than you did. “De todos modos, (y/n). Did you need something?”

“Si, Mrs. De La Fuente. I was wondering what city Mateo was in. I can’t remember if it was Portland or Seattle?” You asked.

Mateo’s mom paused, “...oh, why’s that, cariño?”

You hesitated, confused by her sudden hesitation and change in tone, “well, I um- I’ve been saving up a lot of money. And I finally have enough money to buy a train ticket and surprise him.”

Again there was a pause, “Miel, I don’t think that’s es buena idea.” She said. 

A pit opened up in your stomach, “I’m sorry, Mrs. De La Fuente, but why?”

“Mateo is mucho busy, (y/n). I just think you should wait.”

You frowned, “But it would be on the weekend? I only would have gone up there for a day.” You heard his mom inhale, another pause stagnant in the air before she spoke again, “I just… think it’s for the best, miel.” Before you could question her again she spoke up again “Oh, (y/n)! The oven is going off, that is mi Bizcocho. Tengo que ir! We can talk about this more later. Mantente segura!”

The line clicked as she hung up, the pit in your stomach resting heavy as your thoughts added onto it. The tone change in Mateo’s mom’s words sounded like worry, almost like his mom was covering for him.

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There were less than 15 hours until the mission on Haven and Mateo was back to back with Phoenix as the two of them engaged in aim training at the training arena. So far they had been doing well, if they continued like this the duo might make it to one of the top spots on the leaderboard. 

“Watch your eyes!” Phoenix called out for a flash, as Mateo sent out Wingman to stun a few of the bots that were surrounding them.

“So.” Phoenix started as he took out two bots, “I heard you’re having girl trouble, aye?”

Mateo tensed up, switching places with the man and firing his gun at the robots, “Qué!? Who told you that?”

Phoenix chuckled, rolling as he dodged some of the bullets, “So it’s true!” he bantered.

“No es verdad! It’s false!” Mateo said, pressing up against a wall as a few bullets went buzzing by his shoulder.

“Well, Jett told me that Yoru was givin you a tough time.” Phoenix responded, smirking as he occasionally took his eyes off the robots to see Mateo’s flustered expression.

Mateo sighed slightly, he was nervous Neon had said something to someone. But,  if this was just about his encounter with Yoru then it didn’t bother him too much. “Yeah, that happened.” He said, leaving his place on the wall and taking out another bot.

“Well, don’t let him get to you mate. We’ve all been there with our relationship struggles. Oy behind you!” Phoenix said, taking out a bot that was running up to Mateo from behind.

“Thanks”, Mateo said with a small nod and smile to both the words of encouragement and for having his back during their training. Although Phoenix’s words weren’t exactly what he needed as a pick-me-up, he was still grateful for the effort put in.. Phoenix returned Mateo’s nod, “Ready to finish this?” He asked.

Smirking, Mateo responded, “Sí, amigo. You know it.”

“Alright let's go!” Phoenix said, his skin glowing a faint orange as he mowed through the rest of the bots with Mateo, thrash stunning a cluster for phoenix to take out. When no other bots came to confront the two, they gave each other a fist bump. “Now that has to be a top score, for sure!” Phoenix enthused.

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After the aim training Mateo had taken an early dinner and gone to his room to chill for the night. He had already received a message from Jamie strategizing how they could achieve an even higher score next time. He had also received what he assumed was a sarcastic or playful message from Jett asking why he stole her aim training partner from her. Changing into some comfortable clothes, he laid down on his bed and gave you a call. Wingman snuggled up to his arm and Mateo moved a bit to get Wingman out of the frame of the video, causing the creature to mumble. “I’m sorry buddy. Not yet okay. Very soon she will meet you. Prometo. For now, if you stay down by my arm, you can sit in and listen in. Como es que, amigo?” Wingman purred and Mateo chuckled, “Alright just remember to be quiet.” Dizzy, Thrash, and Mosh also made their appearance, giving Mateo a curious look. “Alright, you three as well. But the same thing I told Wingman. Estar muy tranquila. Okay?” Dizzy and Thrash nodded. Thrash took up a spot near the end of the bed at Mateo’s feet, Dizzy laid on Mateo’s stomach, and Mosh cuddled up next to Wingman.

You answered the call to Mateo smiling and laughing, “Hola, Mi Teo. What’s got you in a good mood?” You returned his contagious smile.

“Well, the fact that I’m talking to mi amor might have something to do with it.” He smirked. 

The two of you chatted for nearly an hour uninterrupted and you both  savored that time that you had together. The longest your last video call was so far had been about 30 minutes max before Mateo got pulled away by something else. You laughed with each other when you caught him up to speed on the shenanigans your friend group was up to together. He asked about your father and your sister. You told him you were thinking of cutting your hair and he playfully begged you not to, but promised that you would look beautiful with any hairstyle you chose. He said you could even shave your head and you would be the most beautiful girl in the world to him. You laughed and told him to be careful what he says or you just might go ahead and do it, but he knew you would never. He knew how much fun you had styling your hair in different ways, it was something you had used often to express yourself.

“I wish I was there with you” Mateo said, he noticed the locket he gave you before he left around your neck, he was hanging next to your heart, but he wanted to wrap you up in his arms. A month away had felt like an eternity.

“I wish you were too.” You said, sharing his look of longing.

“Well, I find out when I’m able to leave soon. But before then I can send you a care package. I can put one of my shirts in it and some snacks from the area.” He grinned.

You smiled, “I’d like that.” Your words drew off slightly at the end of the sentence, as you thought back to your conversation with his mom. Hesitating, you wondered if you should tell Mateo, ask why she was being so weird about you wanting to visit.

Mateo noticed your hesitation and raised a brow, “what’s wrong, mi amor?” 

“Well….” You started but bit your tongue. “So I saved up money from my recent paychecks and I figured with that money I would buy a train ticket to see you. Like a surprise. But then I couldn’t remember what city you said you were in or if you ever said the city you were in. So I called your mom and asked her. I told her my plan but she didn’t think it was a good idea and she also wouldn’t tell me the city and she also wouldn’t tell me why.” Catching your breath after your ramble you waited for him to answer, your cheeks flushed red. He stared at the phone, his mouth opening like he was going to say something, but then closing. “I just felt like she was hiding something from me?” You added on.

Mateo frowned, his gaze faltering before looking back at the screen, “(y/n), I have to tell you something.” He said, in a tone you had never heard before.

Your anxiety spiked, “oh okay… you’re making me a bit nervous. What is it?” You asked.

“So I’m not in Seattle… or Portland. I’m-“ the phone went black. Mateo grumbled, pressing the power button but to no avail. “Merida! Stupid phone” he cursed. Suddenly it powered back on, the screen flashing with a familiar symbol. Mateo narrowed his eyes. He went to your contact and tried to call you back, but an error flashed up on the screen once more with that familiar symbol. He tried to text you but was met with the same fate. 

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“Cypher!!!” Mateo yelled as he ran down the halls. He made it to the computer room where he knew Cypher was most likely to be. He flung the door open and found the room empty. He cursed again, leaving the room and heading down the hallway.

“CYPHER!” He called again, he passed by Neon who looked like she was on her way to her room.

“Woah, Gekko. What’s going on, are you alright?” She asked.

“Not right now, Tala. I’m looking for Cypher.” He said, keeping his steady pace. 

Neon followed behind him, “He’s with Reyna in the strategy room. But-“ he cut her off, “Thanks.”

“But Gekko-“ Neon tried to get his attention but he was focused on one thing.

Mateo flung open the door to the Strategy Room, seeing Cypher, Reyna, Sage, and Brimstone huddled over a holographic map of LA. Reyna’s eyes darted over to the two. “Neon! Gekko is not supposed to be in here right now” She said.

“I tried damn it!” Neon said, raising her hands up.

“I don’t care about whatever secret classified mission this is!” Gekko said, anger in his words. “I just want to know why, he child-locked my device!?” He said, pointing to Cypher.

“Cariño, cálmate.” Reyna said

“I activated the fail safe, because you were close to revealing yourself.” Cypher added in.

“What!? You were listening in on me!? Spying on me!? Esto es ridículo. ¡Esa fue una conversación privada!” Mateo exclaimed, Wingman and Dizzy appeared from his bag after Mateo's noticeable rising anger. “How would you even know to listen in?” He asked.

Cypher remained quiet, sharing a glance between the 3 older agents in the room.

Mateo turned around towards Neon, “ You told them! Didn’t you?” He accused.

Neon crossed her arms, “what!? No I didn’t.” She huffed

“Fui yo, cariño. It was me” Reyna spoke up.

An expression of hurt and betrayal flashed across Mateo’s face, as Wingman and Dizzy made a sound, similar to a faint cry but almost as if they were asking Reyna why.

“Que? Por que Reyna. Why would you have Cypher spy on me?” He asked.

Sage made her way closer to Mateo, “Reyna came to us a few days ago. We agreed that you are being pulled in two different directions. You need to have your whole mind and spirit here, Gekko. With your heart split, you can make dangerous decisions. Brimstone and I tasked Cypher on making sure you were making the right decisions. And Cypher is the one who heard you tell Neon your plan in the kitchen this morning.” 

Mateo took a step back in anger as he cursed to himself. Placing a hand over his face, he shook his head. How stupid was he for thinking that Brimstone and Sage didn’t have eyes everywhere around the protocol, watching them at all times. Or that Cypher, the man who can scrub clean any mention of them from the internet within milliseconds wouldn’t be able to listen in on his private phone calls. Wingman walked up to Mateo, placing his hands on the man’s leg in an attempt to comfort.

“Gekko, we’re here to help you if you need it. I know some things are hard to understand why we do it. But it is for the best.” Sage added.

Mateo stood idle for a second, his eyes darting from person to person in the room. His mind was clouded with hurt, anger, and frustration. The silence lingered, no one having anything else to say. Mateo picked up Wingman and turned around towards the door, pausing in the doorway before speaking to those behind him, “You know, Reyna. You could have come to me first. Actually talked to me. Nunca pensé que irías a mis espaldas. Especially you of all people.” He said as he saw his way out.

The remaining agents exchanged a few glances as the tension Mateo left still hung in the air. Reyna sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “He will be okay,” she said to the group, while also reassuring herself. She was disheartened about breaking Mateo’s trust, but there were more important things at hand and she knew this was for the best, “We need to get back to our findings”.

“Yes.” Sage said, looking at the holographic map of LA that was laid out before them. “Your recon mission with Neon and Yoru revealed a big deposit of Radianite under the city, here.” She said pointing to the map.

“That’s close to Gekko’s home.” Reyna said, thinking of her friend. Not wanting to let Mateo down anymore, she needed to make sure this Radianite remained secure. “We need to make sure that a spike does not get detonated here”

“We also need to keep our eyes on Kingdom as well. They could already know about this.” Brimstone said.

Neon was looking towards the door after Mateo left, he was hurting and now he probably felt more alone than ever. Sighing, she turned around and looked towards the group, her eyes widening at the hologram as she made her way to the group. “Woah” Neon said as she walked up to the map, eyeing it in curiosity, “if a spike goes off there how many casualties will that be?”

“Too many.” Brimstone responded, his voice laced with an edge of concern and also exhaustion. 

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“...Teo?” You asked, as his face froze on your screen before the call ended, an error signaling that the connection had dropped. You tried to call him back but was only met by his voicemail.  Resorting to a text, you sent ‘What happened, are you alright?’ only to get an immediate response saying that the message was unable to be delivered. Staring at the screen you blinked, trying to process what had just happened. You looked around through your phone to make sure that everything else was working, and found that you had a full connection to the grid. Whatever happened was on Mateo’s end. You found it odd that as soon as Mateo looked like he was going to confess something that the call dropped. And now suddenly you were unable to contact him back? Did the internet wherever he was suddenly just drop, since he did say that he wasn’t in Seattle or Portland, so where was he?

You sent Mateo a few more texts telling him to call you back if he was able or to let you know that he was okay. You debated on calling Mateo’s mom to let her know about the weird disconnection of his phone. But, with what Mateo had started to say, it had all suddenly made sense of why his mom was acting so weird on the phone. She knew he wasn’t in either of the two cities he had mentioned, she just was trying her best to avoid telling you.

The rest of the night for you drew on longer than you thought it would. You laid in bed, curled up on your covers while scrolling through various forms of media, checking every 30 minutes for a message to Mateo, while also sending one or two to test the connection. So far you had sent around 13 messages, signaling that it had been over 6 hours since your video call with Mateo. You had skipped dinner, your appetite gone and replaced with worry. Around 8:30 you had heard your dad leave for work, and around 11:30 you had heard your sister leave to go to a party. Neither of them bothered you before they left as you said you wished to be left alone. 

It was nearing 1 am and your eyes were starting to get dry and heavy with sleep. You continued to stare at your phone screen, mindlessly scrolling, not even focusing on what was in front of you as you fought the urge to sleep. The thought of Mateo messaging you back as soon as you fell asleep would be your luck, and you wanted to make sure that wouldn’t happen. You would stay up all night if you had to, even if that meant you would miss your classes.

All the struggle you put up against falling asleep seemed to be in vain as your eyes shot open to the sound of your doorbell going off throughout the house. You rubbed your eyes in a daze as you checked your phone, “What the hell? It’s 3 AM.” you grumbled to yourself, closing your eyes and throwing your pillow over your head to drown out the ringing. Whoever was at your front door seemed to be holding down the button.

After a few more seconds you yelled, throwing your blankets off of yourself as you stood up. Exiting your room, you looked across the hall to your sister’s room. The door was wide open, and through the faint light shining inside you could tell she hadn’t made it home yet. “I swear, Gwen, if you forgot your key and locked yourself out I’m going to kill you” you grumbled. Heading towards the front door.

You yawned as you looked towards the peep hole to view who was outside, but the image you saw completely woke you up. “Teo?” you whispered to yourself. It felt like your heart stopped for a second, time slowing as you reached for the door to unlock and open it. 

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The helicopter ride to Haven was uncomfortable at most for Mateo. Luckily, he was allowed to stay on the mission. Though if it were up to him he much rather would have been anywhere else, so was it truly luck? Having Reyna leading his mission completely ruined all the excitement he had when he was first assigned a week ago. He avoided her gaze as much as he could, still feeling the hurt from her broken trust just hours before. He continued to listen in on the debrief that he had heard many times throughout the week, giving her the respect as if they were just co-workers.

It was quiet when they arrived at Haven, giving the team the indication that they had beaten their Omega counterparts to the location. Reyna gave one last debrief before she dismissed everyone to set up their sites. The layout was fairly similar to Mateo’s dream, which made him slightly nervous. The only difference was that Killjoy was to be holding garage, her turret pointing at mid while Omen helped Reyna on A.

“Mateo,” Reyna said, grabbing his attention as he went towards his site. He turned around and paused, walking back up to her. “¿qué?” He asked, showing no emotion.

She sighed, "Escúchame Gekko, I know it doesn’t seem like it. But, I am with you.”

Mateo inhaled, pondering on her words, “mis disculpas when I said that it’s hard to believe that right now.”

“I am sorry that it has felt like you have to do this alone. Nunca deberías sentirte así. Y porque lo haces, es mi fracaso como mentor.” 

“Eres una gran mentora, Reyna. I am just upset my privacy was infiltrado.” He sighed. 

“I know cariño,” Reyna said, “And I am truly sorry.”

“Gracias, Reyna.” Mateo said, his nerves starting to settle slightly. He began to leave again before he was stopped once more.

“Also, Gekko-” “Si?” He asked.

“fuerte y feroz. They will not hesitate, you must not either.” Reyna said, her voice sturn and steady as she believed if Mateo took to heart anything that she said, she needed it to be this.

“Lo sé, Reyna. I know” he nodded, taking her advice in. He gave her a slight smile before he went and made his way to his position at C.

Mateo had scoped out his site, walking down C long and looking for the angles that Harbor had mentioned would be crucial to hold and would most likely be an area that their Omega counterparts would hide in if cornered.

Holding with his Vandal, Mateo aimed down site at C long, staying alert and ready for anyone to appear. His eyes were starting to strain as he had been focused already for 15 minutes at least. “Any signs of movement anywhere?” Killjoy said over her ear piece.

“Negative” Omen responded. “Nope” Jett added in “Gekko?” Reyna questioned. Mateo was about to speak before he saw Omega Jett peak up into C long. He fired his gun but she quickly dashed back from where she had appeared from. “Jett spotted!” He held his aim ready for her to peak again only to be met by a double peak with Jett and Sova. Mateo quickly ducked back behind boxes, The Omega archer sent a tracer dart flying landing on the wall in the back of C site, marking Mateo. “Sova spotted as well, my location has been marked, requesting backup!”

“I’m on it!” Killjoy responded, peaking out C short and throwing a grenade to stop the infiltrators from pushing up any further. From behind the box, Mateo threw up Dizzy who quickly scanned the area, blinding the two enemies. Mateo peaked out from his cover, aiming his gun at the Sova who was now blind in long with nowhere to hide. With three body shots to the chest, the archer was down. Mateo tried to catch his breath, this had been his first kill that wasn’t on one of the training bots. He had to get his breathing back under control and steady himself. One was down but there were at least 4 more to go. 

‘fuerte y feroz’ he repeated to himself the words of advice that Reyna had given him.

“There’s someone A” Reyna said through the coms.

“Sending cover” Omen called out as he placed a smoke down protecting the A site from a quick entry.

“I believe the Jett has rotated,” Killjoy said. Jett spoke up, “I spotted her- uh me- In window! I’m holding.” 

Mateo heard gunfire from across the area, indicating that A site had begun to be fought over. He continued to stare down long, just to make sure they weren’t being faked, until he heard otherwise. Killjoy began to move back into garage to help Jett hold her Omega counterpart.

On A site, Omen peaked heaven with an Operator, peaking into short while the smoke still covered long. Reyna shot through the smoke, taking cover behind boxes as bullets sprayed blindly towards her. A quick flash the two had never seen before, made up of white and yellow sparkling lights, blinded them instantly. They took cover as the omega agents entered the site, forcing Omen and Reyna to fall back. “We’ve lost the site.” Omen growled into his communicator.

“Gekko, Killjoy. Begin your rotation to A, stay alert as I believe they have sent the new agent, Lux, with them.” Reyna informed the rest of the team.

Killjoy began her rotation from garage through the window and the connector to B, leaving an alarm bot behind her incase of an enemy push or rotate. Mateo gathered dizzy up from where she was idling, quietly praising her for the work she did to help him with the Sova. 

He quietly made his way to the C and B connector, where he would join up with Killjoy on B so that the two could arrive at A together. Before he could walk to B, a wall made of a white and yellow swirling energy came up, completely blocking off the entrance. This was something that Mateo had never seen before. He turned around, scanning his surroundings and saw nothing. “Be careful,” He spoke into his com, “I think the new agent put up a wall blocking off my entry on B.” “I see it too, but I don't see any other enemies. Still keep your guard up, we don't know how far their range is for their abilities.” Jett said.

Mateo stared at the wall before him, it didn’t look solid? It had a similar movement about it like Phoenix and Astra’s  walls, though contained to one area as it took up the entire entry way. He carefully reached a hand out to touch it, but hissed in pain as the energy making up the wall instantly burned his flesh with contact. 

He closed his eyes, shaking out his hand as he heard the sound of a revolver hammer locking behind him. He froze, feeling the sensation of someone watching him.

“Careful-”, They spoke. Mateo’s eyes widened, he knew that voice but there was something off.

“-Mi, amor. Wouldn't want you to hurt yourself.” They said, venom laced with their words.

Mateo raised his hands in the air, as he turned around and was met face to face with your Omega counterpart. His heart increased, she looked just like you only she was staring at him with an expression he had never seen from you before; Hatred mixed with amusement. “Lux?” Was all he could murmur

“Lux, (Code/Name), (Y/N), any of those work.” She sneered, holding her Sheriff out so that Mateo was staring down the barrel.

“Gekko, status update.” Killjoy was heard over the intercom.

“I-” Mateo started, but he was interrupted by your double. 

“Shhh. Let’s not give away our position, now.” She hummed as she walked towards him, circling him like a Lion does its prey. “You seem so much more fun than my Mateo,” she lulled, “Let me guess, you actually made a move on my counterpart. Lucky her. Mine couldn’t take a hint if it hit him in the face.”

Mateo’s heart was racing, he never once thought that when he looked at the enemy he would see you. The (y/n) he knew wasn’t a Radiant, or so he thought. He remembered Brimstone's talk about discrepancies. But, wouldn’t you have developed your powers by now if you were?

He remained stunned in silence as your double paced around him, keeping the sheriff aimed at his head, his eyes following her. She walked up to him, placing a kiss on his lips, while pressing the cool metal of the gun to his temple. A wave of panic shivered down his spine causing his hairs on the back of his neck to stand up.

She pulled away and took a step back, “Well, I’d love to keep this conversation going, Gekko-”

“-They’ve planted the spike!” He heard Jett yell into his earpiece.

“- But it seems like we’re out of time.”

Your double pulled the trigger on the sheriff twice, sending two rounds flying directly into Mateo’s shoulder. He yelled out in pain as the bullets burned through his flesh. Falling to the ground he squeezed onto his shoulder with his unburnt hand, trying to control the bleeding. He could hear commotion over the earpiece, but all of the words were deafened by the fire he felt on his shoulder.

Wingman jumped out of Mateo’s bag, running towards your Omega counterpart and stunning her, causing her wall blocking B to fall. As soon as it did, shots from a Vandal could be heard flying over Mateo and towards your double, but it wasn’t fast enough. Before the shot could land, your double vanished into a curtain of light, teleporting out of the area of danger. 

Mateo squirmed on the ground in pain, Wingman ran up to his shoulder and pressed against Mateo’s hand, as if to try and help stop the bleeding. The two felt the ground shake below them, before an eruption of darkness shadowed them, indicating that the spike had gone off. 

Omega had won. He let out another anguished cry as a wave of fire spread from his shoulder and down through his arm. “Gekko’s down, but he’s conscious” someone next to him said over the ear piece. He hadn’t realized it but Killjoy had taken a place, kneeled beside him. She must have been the one to try and stop your double. 

The ground rumbled as Killjoy spoke, started to shift and break apart on A where the spike had gone off. “Shhh, shhh now, Gekko. It’s okay. You’re going to be just fine” the girl said, taking off one of her straps and preparing to use it as a makeshift splint to try and stabilize his arm.

Mateo squinted his eyes, trying to force back another wave of pain, “what about- the- others-“ he said through clenched teeth. “Where’s- Reyna-“ 

“She’s coming, Gekko, don’t worry. She’s alright. You’re doing good, keep that pressure.”

“The- new- agent-“ Mateo started, only to be cut off by KillJoy.

“Shh, don’t talk. Save your energy, Gekko.”

“Gekko! Mi cariño!” Reyna yelled out, kneeling next to Mateo across from Killjoy. Mateo looked upwards to see Omen making his way not far behind Reyna, in his arms was Jett, her arms laying heavy, swaying as Omen walked. Mateo’s eyes widened at the site of Jett’s unmoving form lying in Omen’s arms, her shirt drenched in blood. His adrenaline started to spike in that moment, his heart racing. He tensed up, trying to sit, grimacing as he did., “Jett- what… is- is she-“ He tried to speak, wincing with every word. 

Reyna used her hand to avert Mateo’s gaze from his fallen comrade. “Sage will help her, Ahora necesitas quedarte con nosotros, Gekko.” Reyna looked at Omen and Killjoy as bits of derbies from A could be seen floating in the distance, the cracks in the ground spreading towards B, “We need to get out of here. Now.”

The next moments for Mateo moved in stop motion. He heard Reyna and Killjoy speaking to him, but their words merged together, unable to penetrate his ear drums. He blinked and they were helping him up, his good arm over Reynas neck as she helped him stand up. He blinked again and they were helping him into the helicopter, Omen placing Jett’s body on a makeshift infirmary bed before covering her up completely with a blanket. Another blink and he felt Killjoy pressing gauze up against his shoulder, while Reyna watched on, an emotion he couldn’t read in her eyes. He heard himself cry out in pain as Killjoy cleaned his wound, but it was almost like his voice was coming from someone else. Blinking once more, he saw his arm bandaged up, Omen walking up to him with Wingman in his arms. The wraith gently placed the creature down close to Mateo, who wasted no time to run up and cuddle into the crook of his uninjured arm.

As Mateo went unconscious, Reyna made her way next to where he lie, sitting down beside him she watched his chest rise and fall. “Lo siento, Mateo.” She said, giving him a kiss on the top of his head before brushing his hair back off of his forehead. “Eres un luchador Lo superarás.” Wingman looked up at Reyna from his place tucked in Mateo’s arm. She smiled at the creature, “Lo hiciste bien pequeña. Thank you for watching after him.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Teo!?” You asked as you opened the door, a mixture of excitement and confusion in your voice, still groggy from sleep. “What are you do-” you continued, pausing as he took a step back. From behind him you saw a small pink creature begin to make its way to you. You let out the start of a scream as it jumped at you, the sonic wave it sent out from its body rendering you unable to move or speak. You winced slightly, feeling the paralyzing energy moving through your body. “mis disculpas, (y/n). Or what your Mateo calls you, ‘Mi amor’?” He smirked. 

Your eyes darted around before meeting his gaze once more, in fear. What did he mean, ‘Your Mateo?’. You had heard of the incident years ago in Venice of a dimension traveler attacking. Was this one of those instances? But if so, what did you have to do with any of this? None of this made sense, you had to still be dreaming. Working against the paralyzing energy through your body, you were able to slowly close your eyes, trying to wake yourself up. Suddenly, you began to feel a burning sensation throughout your body. A mixture of heat and energy shooting through your limbs, leaving you wondering what the creature did to you. You opened your eyes to meet ‘Mateo’’s gaze, his smirk faltering as he saw your normally (e/c) eyes, a golden yellow. He suddenly looked nervous. “Apurarse, Omen.” He said, looking behind you. Unable to see what he was looking at, your heart started racing. You felt hands on your wrist as your arms were pulled behind your back, and fastened with a ziptie. You let out a small groan of frustration as you tried to fight your way free, but your body was not listening to you. Continuing to try and struggle, you were able to let out a small “Why?” that was cut off as a piece of fabric was placed over your mouth. 'Mateo' looked at you  as he stepped closer, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear “Lo lamento, Mi amor. But, a mission is a mission.” 

A cloud of purple smoke started to surround you and your vision, you found yourself almost weightless for a second before the smoke dissipated. No longer in your house, you looked around as the paralytic was staring to wear off, 'Mateo' nowhere to be found. You didn’t get a great look at the room you were in before another strip of fabric was placed over your eyes, taking away your vision. What you could briefly see told you that the room was some kind of operating room, with various computers on the walls. The hand that had bound you reached out, somewhat gently, and led you to a chair and fastened your ankles to the legs. You yelped and tried to move from your bindings as you felt a prick of a needle on your skin. “I’m sorry.”, your captor said, as he drew your blood. The sound of his voice was haunting, but his words seemed sincere.

You moved in the chair, trying to free your hands. Although the paralyzing effect from that creature seemed to subside, you still noticed the slightly burning, almost electric feelings radiate through your mind and body as your adrenaline continued to pump. The sound of a door swinging open, accompanied by 2 sets of footsteps signified that you were no longer alone with your captor. You held your breath, as if out of instinct to try and go undetected. Never imagining you would be in a situation like this, you were feeling helpless. You weren’t a fighter, but you were smart, you needed to wait until you had resources to use and right now with your senses being taken away from you, the only thing you had to go off of is what you were able to hear.

“Let me see that sample” a woman said as she walked to the far side of the room, her voice sounded aged, and muffled almost as if it were coming through a microphone. A machine whirred up followed by sounds of typing.

The three stood in silence, as one person, you assumed it was the woman, typed.

“What did you find?” The third person spoke up. A male, their  voice older, gruff, and sturdy.  

“It’s positive. She’s radiant. A discrepancy here must have caused her abilities to not activate, which is how they must have missed her and skipped to recruiting Gekko” The woman said.

Your eyes widened behind the fabric, were they talking about you? No, you couldn’t be a Radiant. Radiants are the ones who attacked Venice, and killed thousands in the city. Radiants are the ones who took your mother away from you. You weren’t one of them. 

A new set of footsteps drew your focus back into the group. “Alright, perfect. That means we’re able to move on to phase 2 then?” The voice sent a shiver up your spine. This voice sounded like yours but it couldn’t be. The footsteps began to make their way closer to you. Feeling a pair of fingers loop onto the fabric and pull it down below your eyes, you took in your surroundings. In the room, a  woman with a short black haircut wearing a mask around her nose and mouth, a hooded figure who seemed to be glowing, and a bearded man with a muscular build looked on from the background. Though, your stomach dropped when you saw your own smirking face staring back at you. The only thing letting you know you weren't truly staring at your own reflection was the faint glow of a yellow/gold on the inner iris of her (e/c) eyes, “it’s about time I finally get to look in the mirror” she said.

Your chest rising and falling as you began to hyperventilate, “who are you?” You tried to ask, but it only came out as a mixed mumble through the fabric covering your mouth. Your double began to hyperventilate as well, mocking your mumble before laughing, “Sorry, (y/n). Just trying to get into character.” She smiled, something about it sending a chill down your spine.

She began to reach towards your neck and you tried to squirm away from her hands only to be stopped by the chair you were bound to. She unclasped the locket you were wearing. The gift Mateo had given you before he left. You tried to protest, but your movements were unsuccessful as she removed the jewelry from your neck and placed it around her own, “Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of it, and him.”

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Reyna entered the infirmary, to see Sage hovering over Jett, a blue glow emitting from her palms. The outgoing girl who now lay still had begun to breathe again just hours before, but there was still more work to be done. Sage had worked on Mateo earlier, his gunshot wound being a more easy fix than the wound that took Jett. The healer had praised Killjoy and Reyna for the work they did on the field to keep Mateo’s breathing controlled, as it likely saved his life.

“How is she?” Reyna asked. She was always fond of Jett. The young agent had such an upbeat attitude about the world. Similar to Mateo.

“Better.” Sage said, a wave of exhaustion coming through her words.

“You should rest. recupera tu energía. I can watch them until you return.” Reyna looked over to Mateo’s sleeping form as well. Wingman sat at the edge of his infirmary bed, looking on with an expression of concern and worry as Sage worked on Jett.

“I will be okay, Reyna. Jett needs me right now. Besides, I have had great company.” Sage replied, looking up to smile at Wingman.

Reyna sighed, “You can help her more once you have rested. She is breathing now, I will alert you if that changes.”

Sage paused, looking up at Reyna and nodding, “Thank you.” She said, giving her a reassuring touch on her shoulder before leaving. 

Walking over to the two beds, Reyna looked at Jett a moment before pulling a blanket up over the sleeping woman’s form. These two in the infirmary were too young to be the ones injured on this mission, and even Omen had agreed. Had Reyna called a retreat earlier, perhaps Jett wouldn’t have dashed in as a last ditch effort to try and defuse the spike only to be ambushed by an Omega Cypher and an Omega Harbor.

Grabbing a chair, Reyna pulled it up next to Mateo’s bed and sat down, Wingman quickly hobbling over to her. The woman gave the creature a quick pet of affection before resting her hand on Mateo’s. She should have realized quicker that he hadn’t been heard on the communicator and wasn’t in the gunfight. She should have been more alert that something had happened to him. She had promised his mother she would protect him, and now he lay in the infirmary after his first mission that she had led. “lo siento, no estaba allí, Mateo”

With her free hand, Reyna continued to pet Wingman, who had quickly fallen asleep under her touch. Lost in her thoughts, Reyna continued to listen to the rhythmic beeping of the machines that both Jett and Mateo were hooked up to. Eventually, Wingman began to stir slightly as he woke up, and as if on queue Mateo began to move as well, mumbling as he fought for consciousness, “…(y/n)” he groaned.

Reyna perked up, “Mateo, it’s okay, mi cariño”, She said in a soft voice, trying to calm her protege.

“(Y/n)….” He repeated.

“ella no está aquí, but you can contact her later”

Mateo opened his eyes and quickly sat up, as if waking up from a nightmare. He winced as he grabbed his shoulder, now alert he looked at Reyna, doing his best to ignore the waves of pain shooting through him.”

“No, Reyna... it’s (y/n). Lux is (y/n).” He said.

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[astolary]

Uhm so this is my first time requesting so sorry if i seem awkward!

So most Filipinos (from my experience) have a habit of pointing things out with their lips (basically making duck lips at the thing their pointing to) and i did that a week ago and my friend thought i was asking for a kiss.

So what I was thinking is could you write this situation with sova, chamber and yoru if possible?

Thank you in advance if you write this! <3

𝟑 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 .

( Synopsis ) Filipino-styled duck lips sometimes lead to sweet misunderstandings.

( Author's Note ) POTEK YUNG PUSO KO JSSHSJSHHSDHSJSH

You don't seem awkward, don't worry! And I'm honored your first request is to me :D

If any of you want to know what I'm working on after this request, it's at the bottom of the post. I'm grateful for all of your consideration and thoughtfulness :>

( Pairings ) Established relationship. Separate! Sova, Chamber, and Yoru x GN! Filipino Reader

( Content Warnings ) PDA, uses of pet names  — mon cœur and hummingbird. Kisses, slight cursing.

( Word Count ) 1.0k words // EDITED! 

( 1 ) Diba — means “right” in Filipino.

[ star chosen: shoulder kisses . ]

"Do you remember where I last placed the cheap cologne, Mon cœur?"

You lifted your head from your book to meet his eyes, reflections mirrored through his polished glasses. For a moment, CHAMBER couldn't help but admire how the light filtered through the window perfectly defined your features. "You mean the expired cologne Cypher gave for Secret Santa?"

He breathed through his nose out of irritation. "Yes, that one. I was planning to finally throw it out, now that I have some spare time on my hands." Just thinking about it gave him a headache.

You pointed your lips to the drawers across the room. "(1) Diba you placed it inside the drawers and swore to never touch it again until you were going to throw it out? I think it's in there."

You returned to reading your book, unaware of Chamber freezing in place with utter confusion.

Why, were you almost, pouting? Chamber stood still, was this a habit of yours?

Were you asking for a kiss?

He didn't want to disturb you, so he decided to kiss your shoulder. Chamber held your shoulders and leaned in to give a quick peck. His hair tickled your neck, giving you goosebumps.

He heard your breath hitch, and he couldn't stop the smugness bubbling in him.

"W-what, what was that for?!" You screeched, heat rising to your cheeks. You covered your face with your book, embarrassment flooding your features.

"Were you not asking for a kiss...?"

"NO! I was pointing to the drawers with my lips! My hands were occupied with my book!"

You fanned yourself, trying to gather your composure from your boyfriend's swift and loving kiss.

"G-go get that cologne and throw it in the garbage! Don't forget to throw yourself with it!"

Chamber: 0, Garbage: 2

[ star chosen: chocolate kisses. ]

Ever since SOVA was introduced to Chocolate kisses, he became obsessed with them. It was sweet like the deserts his babushka made for him when he was a child.

Oftentimes, he would have some stored in his pocket and eat it at any time of the day. Brimstone getting mad at everyone? He would secretly open the wrapper and pretend to yawn, only to eat the chocolate in secrecy. Sleepy? Eat the sleepiness away.

"Would you like some chocolates, hummingbird?"

Sova didn't miss how you grinned lightly. Deep down inside, he grinned as well. Sova swelled with happiness and pride, glad to get a reaction from you from the small act of affection.

"What's with the new nickname?" Your voice was unusually meek, confidence wavering.

"Do you like it? I saw a beautiful hummingbird the other day. Its grace reminded me of you."

You nodded, admitting you liked the nickname. No point acting stubborn when he could read you like a book.

"Anyways, the chocolate?"

Sova made an 'oh' with his mouth, the chocolate slipping his mind for a second. He dug through his pockets and gave it to you.

You muttered a quiet 'thanks' and relished the tiny bit of comfort the sweet gave you. Sova observed you, glad you were beside him.

"Do you know where the trashcan is? I'll throw your trash as well."

You handed him the foil, and Sova was prepared to leave until,

"It's there. Thanks for the kiss, hehe."

You pointed your lips in a direction, but Sova never glanced that way.

Sova never kissed you a while ago, why were you thanking him? Was this your way of indirectly asking for one?

Sova held your cheek with his palm, and kissed your lips softly.

"Sova!"

He pulled back, did he misunderstand something or...

"Oh, God, I completely forgot Neon's warning to me about this." He heard you whisper. Was he missing something?

"I was thanking you for the chocolate kiss, dummy. And the direction I pointed with my lips, that's where the trash can is."

Oh.

[ star chosen: indirect kisses . ]

YORU made himself comfortable at the table the two of you sat on. He watched you fiddle with his jacket, patiently waiting for both of your orders.

"My jacket looks good on you."

"Hey!"

The mission the both of you were sent to was coincidentally near Tokyo, so Yoru offered to take you on a tour around the city to kill time.

"Aw, I never knew you were a considerate person!"

"Shut up, you're lucky in the first place you're dating me!"

Nonetheless, he knows how much you appreciate this by the looks on your face. Yoru made a mental note to bring you on outside dates more often.

He watched your eyes brighten up when they landed on the food.

While the waiter and Yoru were holding a conversation in their native language, you took the opportunity to take pictures of the food. No phones while eating, Yoru would tell you.

"Thank you for the food!" As usual, you were the first to take a bite.

The flavors exploded in your mouth, the noodles chewy with heavenly delight.

You were probably thinking how it was so much better than the paper instant noodles you and Jett ate from the convenience store.

"Better than instant noodles?" Yoru questioned.

"How'd you know?"

"It's because I'm your boyfriend."

"That's not a valid answer."

"It is, idiot."

He watched you laugh at both of your meaningless conversations. Your smile was cute.

"So, where do you want to go next?"

You pointed behind him with your lips. Little did he know you wanted to go to the arcade across the street. The windows gave a perfect view of the attractions around the area, and the arcade seemed bigger than the ones you went to when you were younger.

From Yoru's perspective though, you were pouting.

Did you want some of his noodles?

Yoru lifted his chopsticks and blew on the food, making sure it wasn't too hot. "Come closer."

You were confused at the sudden display of affection, but leaned forward and ate it. "Thank you."

"Don't talk with your mouth full."

Yoru watched you pout your lips again. Did you want more noodles?

"Oh, let's go there too."

Where?

Yoru furrowed his eyebrows, what were you even doing in the first place?

"Where are we going again?"

"To the arcade behind you."

Realization hit him. So that was why you were pouting...

Dammit. His noodles.

astolary 2022 — do not edit, repost, or translate.

#（ ❁ଓ.° ） #（ ❁ଓ.° ） astro! valorant #valorant #valorant headcanons #valorant protocol #valorant x reader #valorant chamber x reader #chamber x reader #valorant sova x reader #sova x reader #valorant yoru x reader #yoru x reader

[potential-fool]

May I request;

A reader constantly, randomly squeak about how cute they are, with sova/ Phoenix. (example, they be chillin' and eating or whatever then they hear 'AHh you're So cute!!!')

A/N: I gotchuuuu B) I'm interpreting this request as the reader being the one squeaking <3

Tags: Established relationship, fluff, GN!reader

"So Cute!!" Sova & Pheonix x Reader

Pheonix [Jamie Adeyemi]

This would melt his heart tbh

he'd do it back

it would turn into well.. you'll see

You and your lovely boyfriend Jamie were sitting and watching a movie in your shared apartment, it was the movie 'Up' and Jamie had somehow never seen it before.

Jamie was being his normal goofball self and you didn't realize it wasn't just in your head when you went: "You're so stink'in adorable-!!!!! I can't stand it!"

Jamie paused upon hearing this, turning to you with a bright smile and rose tinted cheeks as he pulled you in closer, "Naaaahh!! That's you!"

You then realized you'd spoken aloud, mildly embarrassed you blushed a bit but decided to commit-

"nope! it's you!"

"nuh-uh I don't believe it"

"well believe it because you're adorable!"

"Say what you want cupcake but you're far more adorable!"

This back and forth would go on and on, I'll let you decide how it ended :)

Sova [Sasha Novikov]

bro is smitten tbh

you just know his pale ass face is turning into a cherry

grumbly little denials

You could be a bit of a tease with your boyfriend sometimes, never anything naughty (mostly), but you just couldn't help it! The look on his face was always priceless.

Today you two were cooking in the kitchen together, making breakfast- you looked over to him as a groggy yawn escaped him- "GahhH-!! You're ADORABLE!!!"

His faced turned rosy and he shook his head, his long hair messy- he tried to use it to cover how red he knew his face was but it didn't work, you parted his hair and reached up to cup his cheeks.

"..'m not adorable.." Sasha mumbled, his mind still fuzzy from sleep

You giggled, obviously more awake than he was,

"Oh but you are my love" You looked at him with a loving adoration that absolutely melted his heart

"What did I do to deserve you?" He wondered aloud, holding one his hands over one of the ones you had cupping his face and drawing you in close with his other free hand.

You smiled a warm smiled and returned the affection with a small and loving kiss

"You deserve the world Sasha.. and I'd do anything to give it to you.."

#valorant phoenix #valorant x reader #valorant #valorant sova #valorant fic #valorant fanfiction #sova x you #sova x reader #valorant sova x reader #pheonix x reader #pheonix x you #valorant protocol #valotant pheonix x reader #valorant fluff

[mezzy-1]

VALORANT // VOICEMAIL ACCESS //

Gekko left a voicemail in Brimstone's office, asking about Harbor and Fade's investigation of a possible artifact that KINGDOM uncovered.

#valorant #valorant agents #valorant imagines #valorant gekko #valorant headcanons #valorant fade #valorant harbor #valorant fanwork #valorant fanfiction #valorant oc #valorant fan character #valorant protocol #valorant lore #valorant realm #valorant voicemails #valorant emails #valorant agent concept

[piltoversfinestbun]

GOOD MORNING, SUNSHINE.

01. ─── A/N: This is my first time writing something related to Valorant, so hopefully it will meet your expectations. Feel free to send suggestions and/or prompts for the future.

Summary: What is it like to wake up next to Phoenix?

Pairing: Phoenix (Jamie Adeyemi) x Reader

Tags: Phoenix (VALORANT), established relationship (implied), fluff, non-sexual intimacy, non-sexual nudity.

       ㅤ  ㅤJamie Adeyemi (Phoenix)

As you can expect, he's the perfect cuddle-buddy. Even before you two started dating, you used to fall asleep in each other's embrace due to the man's natural warmth and presence, so it's not a surprise when you start replacing blankets with your heater boyfriend.

"Alright, Jamie. I need to shower, I feel like I'm burning!"

Before you notice you've become familiar with a new routine: waking up to a snoring warm prince who's hugging you tightly to his chest, keeping both of you safe and fairly sweaty, but neither of you care about it.

Tons of hugging pictures. Phoenix loves to take cheesy couple selfies while laying down with you. Either him on your lap or hiding his face on your neck, he just can't get enough of you! That man loves physical contact.

"Come on, five more minutes..."

"Ugh, fine."

It's hard to resist when he's so persistent and charming, so you just decide to strip out of your clothes and embrace the flooding warm feeling of your bodies connecting.

In the end you two enjoy a not-so-cold shower together, washing each other and planning how the day will go on.

#valorant x reader #phoenix x reader #valorant #valorant protocol #phoenix #phoenix valorant #self-insert #jamie adeyemi

[jaiden-zhou]

(2) casual iso <3

contents: headcanons, reader is a uniqlo employee for plot purposes, self indulgent

part 2,, i couldnt help myself alright? its a little rushed but i just needed to get this out

this part is inspired, actually this whole casual iso thing is inspired by @angelltheninth 's pining! iso post

its actually really funny how i love pretty much all their posts and writing for at least six months and now just started following them thats how often i see their content in my feed i just never hit the follow button im sorry

part 1, part 3

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iso who starts giving you a discount on your drinks, just as long as you give him your employee discounts in uniqlo and the exclusive early news on unreleased lines and collabs

iso who talks to you like everyday now haha

iso who then starts to pine for you, hard

iso who most to all of the time has his eyes on you not just when you speak, he actually almost tripped on a curb because he was so focused on you

iso who low-key craves your attention, after the first time you hugged him after he accompanied you home, he's started wishing he could hug you for long periods of time

iso who gets teased by yoru and phoenix for crushing on you, he's already embarrassed enough with the realization he likes you

iso who gets flustered with every physical interaction you two have, hugs? freezes up a bit before wrapping his arms lightly around you (poor baby's a little awkward), tugging his hand along? cheeks dusted pink, the occasional brush against his fingers? ears a little red <3

iso who started carrying bluetooth earbuds when he's out with you instead of headphones, it gets him to focus on you more, and maybe.. you two can listen to music together.. with his earbuds

iso who insists on giving you his jacket (the one that you found for him cough cough) when he sees you tense and shiver in the cold, he can handle it so just take the coat, man's not taking no for an answer

iso who out of habit, sub-consciously leans more towards you to hear your voice better, sometimes he stops himself and gets a little embarrassed with how close he is to you

iso who at any location, on the bus or train, at the movies, at any point if you're falling asleep, he's going to tilt your head towards his shoulder. it's fine you're too much into sleep to see his faint blush and endearing eyes on you

iso who sometimes pays for your food, you've had a rough day at work? snacks on him, some customer got on your nerves? he's got you a drink to cool you off <3

iso blushes a lot when you thank him, sometimes it's that same earnest smile you gave when you got him that jacket, sometimes it's a tired relieved smile with a small quiet thanks and your eyes are looking at him so sweetly and a little dazed from fatigue it makes his breath hitch and heart race a bit. "always.." he murmurs

iso who starts getting a little jealous when he's around you yet your attention is mainly on someone else, it gets a little much for him

iso who is a little noticeably annoyed when he sees you doubling over in laughter from gekko's stories, you two seem to be having a lot of fun

iso who doesn't know how to deal with how he's feeling, so whether he realizes it or not, he starts creating a bit of distance

iso takes his leave silently, going to the tea shop to work even on his day off to get his mind off of his envy

iso who left his phone on do-not-disturb full silence and in a locker so he doesn't look at it, meaning he doesn't see the worried texts and numerous calls to him from you asking if he's okay and where he went off to without telling you

iso who on his break in the back still without his phone and doesn't take mind of the bell that rings whenever the door opens and he just thinks it's another customer

iso who is surprised when it's you showing up through the door in a bit of disarray, heavy breaths, and chest heaving from exhaustion

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"granny!" you barge through the door in labored pants. "granny, have you seen where zhao yu is? he hasn't picked up at all."

the elderly woman's mood is quite calm, maybe too much for your worry.

"oh yes, he's here, zhao yuuu! come out!" she beckons iso before he steps out curiously, eyes wide when they meet your own.

"what's goin' on-"

"where have you been?!" you cut him off in an approaching fury. "i've been texting and calling for hours, why didn't you tell me you left? why didn't you tell me where?"

he senses you're upset with him, pissed beyond what he's seen from you. and he panics.

"i.. granny called me in to ask me to work-"

"bullshit, yu." ah, you caught him. "if that was the case you would've at least told me, why?"

iso's hesitant, and his eyes show it the most when they lock contact with your hardened gaze before it softens into a vulnerable, pleading one.

"please.. don't lie to me." and his resolve breaks when he hears the pain and desperation in your voice. iso's head hangs low and his eyes are now everywhere else but your own. "you made me really worried."

"i know, i know." he admits quietly and he can't help but lean close to rest his forehead on your shoulder. "i'm sorry.."

he's so quiet about it, ashamed about how immaturely he handled it and causing you stress, akin to somewhat like a kicked puppy.

"i'm sorry i tried lying to you," he starts off again, your hand swinging over his shoulder and the other at the back of his head to bring him in an embrace. he spills, voice is a little muffled against your shoulder. "i'm sorry i left without telling you, worrying you and having you run to find me. i'm sorry for not picking up or responding at all, that was childish of me.."

"but why?" you begged for a reason, he's closer to you than ever, torso flushed to yours and your grip firm, it makes him feel like he's melting as he indulges himself more into your arms. still hesitant.

"i'm.. sorry, i was.." he pauses, his face heating up with having to admit this to you of all people. "i didn't like.. i.."

gosh he'll never hear the end of this from yoru and phoenix.

"i was jealous" he whispered so quietly, if he was any farther than now you wouldn't have been able to catch it and honestly, he was hoping you didn't.

"oh, yu.." his heart soars at your soft voice. you pull away with a light giggle, just enough to see him, his face flushed with a slight pout.

you lightly brush his fringe apart, caressing his face and pressing a soft kiss to his forehead in a silent confession. iso's eyes are squeezed shut, red in the cheeks as his stomach does flips before giving into his desires and burying his head into the juncture of your neck to hide away from embarrassment. <3

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Gambling Debts

✢ pairing: Yoru x Reader. ✢ characters: Yoru, Jett, Phoenix, Raze, Killjoy, Brim, Gekko ✢ word count: 5.000 ✢ contents: nsfw, pegging, brat taming, gun violence

It was a late spring afternoon when you entered the headquarters of the Valorant Protocol through the main hatch. The serene melodies of chirping birds faded as the warm sunlight caressed your skin, only to be replaced by the heavy thud of the metal hatch closing behind you. With a determined stride, you pressed forward, your black sweat-drenched uniform clinging to your body, traces of soot from your recent mission adorning your cheeks. A faint sigh escaped your lips as you shifted your cherished weapon from your right shoulder to your left, the barrel still radiating residual heat from the intense gunfight with Omega agents just minutes ago. A few steps later, you found yourself in the common room of the headquarters, where a handful of agents briefly glanced in your direction.

In one corner of the room, Gekko and Brimstone were engrossed in a heated race on the younger agent's console, seemingly oblivious to your presence. With a casual wave, you raised your free hand in greeting. "Hey."

"y/n! You're back!" Killjoy beamed at you, immediately relieving you of your weapon and inspecting it with keen interest. "How did the modifications go? Did the baby perform well?" She looked up at you, brimming with excitement, before returning her attention to the barrel of your Vandal. You couldn't help but marvel at how she failed to notice the most conspicuous aspect of your appearance, instead hyper-focusing on the weapon she had tinkered with before the mission. "No complaints from me. Engaged in a good fight with a couple of Omega agents, though I must admit there were more of them than anticipated."

"Really? Are you injured? That blood isn't yours, is it?" Sage's voice broke through, causing you to look up from Killjoy. Your gaze locked onto the healer, and you nodded while raising a reassuring thumb. "No, I'm all good. Just a bit sweaty, but a shower will take care of that."

"Then I'm relieved." Sage breathed a sigh of relief before her attention abruptly shifted to a corner of the room. You followed her gaze, only to regret it when you laid eyes on none other than Ryo, also known as Yoru within the protocol. The young man had his hand open, as Jett, the white-haired agent besides him, dropped a couple of black tokens into his palm, wearing a frown on her face. With a victorious grin, Yoru clutched the tokens before turning away from Jett, his gaze now fixed on you and Sage. For a brief moment, your eyes met, the cocky grin on his lips vanishing as quickly as it had appeared, replaced by a serious expression that, if somebody like you knew him better, could be interpreted as concern.

You offered him a reassuring nod before he redirected his attention back to Jett, seemingly intent on settling the bet that had just been fulfilled. Feeling a twinge of disappointment, you shifted your gaze to the floor but quickly refocused on Sage, careful not to reveal your true emotions.

The truth was, things with Yoru were complicated.

And "complicated" was perhaps an understatement. The young agent's difficult temperament was well-known, and only a select few in the protocol, including Jett, Phoenix, Chamber, and yourself, managed to get along with him. It had taken a great deal of effort or willful ignorance to navigate the cocky nature of the Japanese man. You had grown accustomed to Yoru's ways, and it came as no surprise when he had shared stories of his numerous gang fights in Shibuya, Tokyo during his senior high school days, littering him in many scars of physical and emotional level . The authenticity of his past experiences had been apparent, as his challenging demeanor was not the only aspect known about him. It was not uncommon knowledge, even among the agents, that you and the young Riftwalker often slept together. However, you had refrained from assigning a specific label to your relationship, uncertain whether it was appropriate given the circumstances of being agents who risked their lives daily for the sake of Alpha Earth's safety. Or at least, that was the justification you used. The truth was that you found it difficult to trust Ryo to maintain a healthy and lasting relationship of any kind. Arguments could easily arise among the agents in the protocol, but the young Japanese man, with his arrogant manner, often resorted to unconventional methods to prove his points. This included whatever was happening between the two of you.

The connection between you and Yoru had initially begun as a heated rivalry in a dire situation. However, over time, it had evolved into a significant relationship within the context of being teammates and was on the brink of becoming something more serious. Yoru's somewhat clumsy attempts to address the situation and have a conversation with you individually hinted at that possibility. Nevertheless, it had never come to fruition as you always managed to evade those discussions, either acting too preoccupied or exhausted from missions. You knew that you couldn't sustain this facade forever, and it wouldn't be fair to Ryo. However, the truth was that you were still healing from past failed attempts at relationships before joining the Protocol, and you were doing everything in your power to avoid adding another one to your list until the young Riftwalker could demonstrate that he was actively working on his attitude. But whether that would ever be possible remained uncertain.

"y/n?" Sage's calm yet determined voice snapped you back from your thoughts. "Sorry, what's up?" You quickly responded, hoping not to appear too absent-minded. With a caring smile, she replied, "I mentioned that I would like to discuss something confidential with you. But feel free to freshen up and recover from your mission first." Feeling a bit embarrassed for being so lost in your thoughts in front of Sage, you nodded nervously while scratching your neck. "Sure. Is it okay if I knock on your door later?" The healer gave you an assuring nod before bidding you farewell, and you headed towards your room.

After a thorough shower that washed away the dirt and blood of your adversaries, and dressed in clean, sweat-free clothes, you made your way to Sage's room. As you turned the corner, you accidentally bumped into someone.

"くそ (Shit)."

Your throat tightened as you recognized the unmistakable voice of Yoru. Nervously swallowing the lump in your throat, your gaze cautiously met a pair of strained brown eyes. The tense expression on the young man's face softened as soon as he recognized you.

"y/n. Sorry, I didn't see you there. Are you alright?" He glanced over you warily, placing a hand on your shoulder to reassure himself that he hadn't caused any harm by colliding with you. Not that there was much to worry about, given your athletic build, similar to that of the other agents.

"I'm fine," you mumbled under your breath, still catching your breath, and thanked him for his concern. "And as for the mission... the blood wasn't mine. Sage already checked on me." Cutting him off quickly, you couldn't help but sound a bit urgent.

Yoru frowned at your response, slowly retracting his hand from your shoulder with a sigh. "Fine by me. But you must be tired. Why not take some rest?" He raised an eyebrow mischievously, a grin forming on his lips as he casually placed a hand on his hip. "Or do you need some help with that, あほ (idiot)?"

You crossed your arms in front of your chest and puffed out your cheeks. Yoru had once explained that calling you "idiot" in his mother tongue was a sign of appreciation and a privilege reserved for only a few people, but you couldn't quite believe that he was just teasing you relentlessly with it. "If that were the case, I would let you know. Actually, I'm on my way to see Sage."

"Sage?!" he looked at you with surprise. You chuckled in response. "Yeah, you know, the kind-looking lady-monk with healing abilities."

"Don't tease me," Yoru smirked, playfully punching you on the shoulder. You faked a dramatic stumble a few steps backward, intending to playfully reciprocate, but you were taken aback when Yoru quickly caught up to you, his arm snaking around your slim waist to pull you close to his chest. "Careful." You looked up at him with wide eyes, surprised by his sudden gesture. "I was just joking, you know, Ryo." His dark brown eyes met yours, and his calloused fingers gently grazed over your cheeks.

"Sure, I do…“ he replied, your hands resting carefully against his lean torso, unsure of what to expect. "So?"

For a brief moment, Yoru simply stared at you, his deep brown eyes flashing a sense of hurt you had never seen before. "Y‘know, I miss you, y/n... I miss... us." You gulped at the sudden change in his emotions, noticing how his grip tightened on your waist as he emphasized the word "us." Yoru rarely expressed himself like this, and you didn't want to mess up your response. You were glad he was opening up, but the timing couldn't have been worse. Looking up at him, you shifted your gaze back down to the ground. "Ryo, we've talked about this..."

"Have we? I feel like you're avoiding me precisely because we haven't. I'm not playing around, you know? I'm serious about this," he said, his dark eyebrows furrowing and a small crease appearing on his forehead. You straightened up, placing a hand gently yet determinedly on his torso. "I know we need to sort things out, but that's exactly why..."

Before you could finish your sentence, the clearing of someone's throat caught you off guard. Looking up, you locked eyes with Sage, who stood in the hallway with her arms crossed. You were aware of her strict rule against public displays of affection between agents in the hallway, and your current position with Yoru wasn't ideal. You gave Sage an apologetic look, wanting to step back from Yoru, only to realize that he had already withdrawn his hand and distanced himself from you. He scratched his neck uncomfortably, avoiding Sage's stern gaze. As you glanced up at him in surprise, you noticed a faint pink hue on his cheeks.

A faint smile spread across your face. It was quite challenging to bring Yoru out of his shell, despite his rough exterior. However he was surprisingly easily flustered when it came to physical matters in public, which amused you to no end. You weren't sure if it was a cultural thing, but you tried to suppress a knowing gaze in his direction, not wanting to embarrass him further with the attention of both you and Sage.

"Sorry, Sage. I was actually on my way to you when I ran into Yoru by chance," you waved her off, quickly moving a few steps to her side. "Yeah, I can see that," she raised an eyebrow challengingly, arms still crossed. She gave Yoru a final quick glance before turning around with you. "I'm just going to borrow her for a quick talk. You can continue with whatever this is afterward, in your rooms," she huffed, emphasizing the last word, and then pulled you along the corridor. You thought you heard Yoru responding with a sharp comment, but honestly, you didn't want to know what that was about. Sage dragged you to her room, sighing tiredly. "Really, he can be such a hothead." You couldn't help but let out an awkward chuckle. "Well, you could say that's part of the fun."

Upon arriving in Sage's room, she gestured for you to sit down at a round table in the middle of the room with two facing cushions. The young healer placed a freshly brewed cup of tea in front of you before taking a seat opposite you. "So, what did you want to talk about, Sage?" You looked at the black-haired woman and took a small sip of your tea. She folded her hands in her lap and sighed briefly before fixing her gaze on you. "I wanted to talk to you about Yoru." You looked up at her, a little surprised by her choice of topic. You had thought she might want to discuss the false information you received from headquarters or some other pressing matter. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me right. I don't usually pry into other people's business, but Yoru can be quite difficult to talk to about personal matters. That's why I wanted to talk to someone close to him first," she paused, her gaze penetrating through long lashes. You gulped, feeling a bead of sweat forming on your forehead. "Why choose me then? Phoenix and Jett are close to him too, you know?" Sage interrupted you with a knowing smirk. "I'm pretty sure you're as close to him as anyone could possibly get." Her comment left you momentarily speechless, and then you cleared your throat in embarrassment, avoiding her gaze. "Yeah, maybe. But I'm not sure if that extends to an emotional level as well." Sage pursed her lips, thinking for a brief moment, before speaking again. "If that's the case, then it's even more important that I discuss this with you." You looked at her quizzically. "What do you mean?"

"To cut to the chase: I don't know how they found out, but HQ isn't too happy about Yoru's little gambling ventures." Your eyes widened in surprise. "Gambling?" Sage nodded in confirmation. "Did you notice it this afternoon?" You stared at her in disbelief, trying to recall what she was referring to. Then the scene from earlier flashed in your mind—black chip cards falling from Jett into Yoru's hands, the victorious smile on his lips when things were going his way. In that moment, you saw red.

"You're not suggesting that he gambled on my life, are you?!" you exclaimed, a mix of shock and anger in your voice. Sage let out a sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose for a moment. "I'm sorry if you've just realized it now. I thought you were already aware of it."

Your teeth clenched as anger surged through your body. Memories of past encounters with Yoru and the black chip cards he often played with when bored flooded your mind. How could you not have noticed? And worst of all, he had wagered on your own life.

Balling your hands into fists, you looked up from the ground and stared directly into Sage's eyes. "Let me guess, you want me to confront him about this." She nodded once again. "Originally, yes, but considering your expression now, I'm not so sure if that's the best idea anymore." A vicious smirk formed on your face as you slowly stood up on your own two feet. "Don't worry, Sage. I'm going to teach him a lesson about the dangers of gambling that he won't forget easily." Thanking her for the tea, you swiftly rose and left the room with determined strides. Left behind, Sage was momentarily speechless, before she took a sip of her tea and shrugged her shoulders with a nonchalant expression. "Let's hope this kills two birds with one stone."

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Angry and determined, you stormed through the corridors of HQ, on the hunt for a certain Japanese agent. Along the way, you encountered Neon and Phoenix, engrossed in their discussion about a famous comic series. They looked up curiously as you approached. "Hey, y/n! How was the mission?" Neon greeted you with a wave, while Phoenix gave you a playful smirk. You looked at them sharply. "Sorry guys, later, okay? Have you seen Yoru by any chance?" You clenched your teeth, leaving them a bit speechless before bursting into laughter.

"What did he do this time?" Neon gave you a sympathetic look. "Bro betted on your ass, again?“ Phoenix grinned mischievously. „Again?" Your eyes widened in disbelief, almost fuming. "How long has this been going on without me knowing?" Phoenix clenched his teeth and scratched his neck uncomfortably. "Oh shit... You know what, y/n, if I had to guess, he's probably busy with his knives."

Furious, you gave Phoenix a thumbs-up, quickly turning on your heels to storm away, muttering, "Thanks. I owe you man.“ Just seconds later, Neon looked up at Phoenix, raising an eyebrow. "She's going to beat his ass, right?" Phoenix shrugged, chuckling. "Well, bro's been asking for it. I told him it would be over if y/n found out.“ Neon rolled her eyes before returning her attention to the comic in her hand. "Yeah but you didn’t have to throw him under the bus line that. Anyway, where did we leave off?"

Without a care in the world, you flung open the door to the weapons room, startling Yoru, who was meticulously cleaning a knife with a soft towel. "Oh? Done with business with Sage already?" Yoru began, but you cut him off mid-sentence, fists clenched. "How long has this been going on?" Confused, he looked at you. "What's your business?"

You growled at his response, closing the distance between you. "Don't play games with me, Yoru. You bet on my life-or-death missions?! Is this all just a sick joke to you, or are you that tone deaf?!" Furious, you pointed a finger at his chest, staring him down. For a brief moment, he seemed caught off guard, then his brows furrowed. He placed the knife and towel on the table before pushing your finger away with a frown. "So what? I'm not hurting anyone with it, am I?"

Disappointment spread through your gaze as you studied the man in front of you. You couldn't comprehend how he failed to see the obvious problem with gambling on the outcome of missions that involved life and death. His dark eyes met yours, and the disappointment nearly weakened his resolve, even if he didn't want to admit it. He reached out for your hand, but you quickly pulled away. "Listen, I wouldn’t bet on you, if I wasn’t sure you’ve got it, y/n."

„Do I look like a fucking race-horse, Yoru?!“ you clentched your teeth, not sure how to follow up. Just then a great idea came to your mind. „You know what? Have it your way Ryo. I‘m betting that I‘ll drag your sorry ass in a Shootoff.“

For a brief second Yoru seemed to be caught off guard, then he sighed pulling his butterfly comb out of a dimensional rift and combing through his hair. As he spoke he rolled his eyes. „Quit the yapping if I win?“

With a determined nod, you taunted, "If you win. Otherwise, feel free to prepare your sorry ass." Without giving him another glance, you strode off, quickly grabbing a gun as you went. Calling out one last time to him, you declared, "Training hall, in 5." Yoru smirked in response, his pearly white teeth on full display. "おもしゃれ (Interesting)."

As you left the room, a mix of anger and anticipation fueled your every step. You couldn't wait to face Yoru in the training hall and teach him a lesson or two. You weren‘t sure if he comprehended on just what exactly he had bet with you, but either way you couldn‘t wait for you to win and give him a good railing in the aftermath.

"So, what's the plan?" Yoru smirked at you, one hand casually gripping his Vandal while the other rested confidently on his left hip. You both stood in the training hall, surrounded by the dummies that Killjoy had quickly assembled upon your request. The presence of other Agents just outside the glass windows separating the hall from the watch room didn't concern you at the moment. If you had to guess, Neon, Phoenix, and Jett were probably among them, eager to witness your showdown with Yoru and see if you could knock him off his high horse.

You cleared your throat and unlocked the security lock of your Vandal. "You see the dummies? Whoever shoots the most in 3 minutes wins." Yoru grinned, adjusting his rifle and positioning himself back-to-back with you. "Well, either way, I hope you're ready for your defeat, doll."

Rolling your eyes at the nickname, you gave a thumbs-up to Killjoy behind one of the glass doors outside the hall, signaling her to start the countdown.

3...

You grinned, holding your Vandal firmly against your chest, your back pressed closely to Yoru's.

2...

Your finger hooked around the trigger of your weapon.

1...

You planted your feet firmly on the ground, ready to burst into action.

Then, the stage was set.

A loud siren resounded, marking the start of your shootout. With all your might, you pushed off from Yoru's back and sprinted towards the dummies within your line of sight, determined to keep Yoru from using his dimensional rifts to his advantage. In a synchronized display of bullets and precision, you swiftly moved through the dummies, firing shots that found their mark between their heads and chests. The air around you filled with the deafening sound of gunfire, intensifying with each advance Yoru made on the other side of the hall.

For a fleeting moment, Yoru entered your field of vision, his concentration razor-sharp and his accuracy deadly, momentarily throwing you off balance. However, a quick glance at the timer and your points reminded you that every hesitant move could determine the victor. You swiftly refocused on the dummies before you, distributing bullets with speed and accuracy.

With agility and precision, you navigated through a particularly challenging wall of targets, successfully shooting them down just as Yoru teleported in front of you, attempting to snatch them away. You playfully stuck out your tongue at him before dashing off once more, firing shots at the remaining row of dummies. Yoru, being slightly quicker, managed to catch some of them. Your gaze shifted, scanning for more dummies, only to realize that one lone dummy remained at the back of the hall, likely missed during your initial rush.

A quick glance at the monitor revealed that this final point would decide the match. You bit your lip, hastening towards the end of the hall. However, the sound of Yoru opening a rift sent alarm bells ringing in your mind.

"This is bad. If he's quicker than my bullet, I'll probably shoot him," you muttered under your breath, cursing the riftwalker's calculated tactics. But what Yoru didn't expect was that you had a dirty trick up your sleeve. With swift movement, you pulled out a decoy and threw it behind you, aiming for the rift Yoru was opening, hoping it would enter with him. A victorious grin spread across your face as you heard a familiar exclamation of "くそ (Shit!)!" just in time for the rift to close, temporarily blinding Yoru. You hoped he could forgive you for the unexpected move. With a surge of determination, you fired your last bullet into the lone dummy at the end of the hall

The loud sirene resounded again, signaling you that your Shootout had ended. Looking onto the monitor hall, you could see that your name was highlighted as the winner of the match.

The aftermath of the intense shootout left the air thick with tension and adrenaline. You stood at the end of the hall, panting heavily, the grip of your weapon still tight in your hand. Sweat trickled down your forehead as you tried to catch your breath, a mixture of exhaustion and victory coursing through your veins.

Yoru appeared only mere seconds later from his dimensional rift, ripping the blue samurai mask from his face, his body language a mix of frustration and begrudging admiration. His mask, now removed, revealed a face lined with determination and a touch of annoyance. "What a dirty trick," he muttered, his voice tinged with defeat. "Next time, a little warning would be nice. My eyesight's gonna be fucked for a while."

You couldn't help but chuckle, a sense of satisfaction washing over you. " Says the one, trying to rift his way to victory." You extended a hand towards him, offering a truce in the spirit of competition. "Great match though, you really pushed me to my limits."

Yoru's gaze softened, and after a moment's hesitation, a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Yeah, you got me this time," he admitted, his voice filled with a mix of respect and acceptance, before crossing the last meters to you and planting a chaste kiss on your lips. Surprised by his forwardness in public you only halfway heard what he said afterwards. "But mark my words, next time I won't be so easy to blindside.”

You nodded slowly, fingers lingering on your lips. "Wouldn’t have it any other way."

As you slowly leave the training hall, you offer him your arm, to hook into, his eyesight still making him a bit wobbly on the feet. Surprising you again, the young agent takes your hand instead, his calloused hands gripping your own ones firmly. „That‘s for blinding me, あほ.“

You chuckle, already imagining what Sage would say if she saw this.  “So about our bet...” You look up to him, a victorious smile on your lips. “Yeah, Yeah.” he sighs. “Look, I´m sorry. No bet´s on other agents missions anymore. You happy now?” He fakes an annoyed huff, looking to the side.

“Close.” You chuckle, guiding him slowly towards the exit. “Remember what we exactly betted on?”

“Excuse me?!“  he looked at you alarmed, slit eyebrow raised to the hilt.

You started to laugh, enjoying the irritation in the young mans face.

“Oh, you´re just too cute, Ryo. When I said to preper your sorry-ass, I meant that literally.”

It was at exactly this moment Ryo Kiritani realized, he fucked up.

„No way…“You cut him off with a grin. “Always remember Ryo, Thou shalt honor thy gambling debts.”

“Tell again, why you`re so obsessed with fucking me?”

If it weren't for the compromising position Yoru was in right now, it would have come off as one of his usual cocky remarks. However, in his current state, it sounded more like a bratty, if not pathetic, comment. Mounted naked on your lap, the young agents tan cheeks were adorned by a deep blush, sweat rolling slowly down his forehead. You gave his trained abs a firm squeeze before locking eyes with him, a smitten smirk on your lips. “Hm, maybe because you look very good like this and your actually quite into it concerning your arousal?”

Your eyes averted down between his legs, seeing his hard-on fully on attention just right under the dark happy trail, head an angry red and dripping precum on your skin. Carefully wrapping your slender fingers around it, you gave it a firm squeeze, making the young man above you groan. “How should I´ve known?! It´s not like you get teached that this shits is a possibility.”

You quirked an eyebrow at this.

“Oh, so your not so opposed now?” you asked, your hands moving away from his cock to grasp the dildo attached to the strap-on-harness between your legs.

“Tsk, just get on with it, あほ.” Yoru grumbeled, hands on your shoulders, a little more agitated now, from your teasing.

You giggled, then giving his hip a firm squeeze, your mouth pressing against his lips, the kiss slow and sensual as your hand moved between your bodies to grasp his length and your strap on, rubbing them together. He silently groaned into the kiss, his hands grabbing your shoulders as he shallowly grounded his hips into your hand and lubed toy.

“Trust me, I’m gonna fuck you so good, the whole Headquarters will know about it.” you whispered against his neck, biting the tan skin until it bruised. “Honestly, I´d prefer if they didn´t. Already gave them enough fuel with my defeat at Shootout” he gasped, his cheeks darkening by the second, your hands ghosting over his hot skin.

Giggeling in response, you pulled his hips flush between your legs, ordering him with a firm command.

“On all fours, クソガキ (brat)”

Yoru pulled away a devilish smirk on his lips, his cock twitching against you lewdly, a string of precum connecting his veiny shaft and your silicone as you commanded him in his mother tongue. “Fuck, that´s hot. Picked that up for me?”

You gave his thigh a reprimanding squeeze. “Maybe. Now get in position, bitch.”

'Have some mercy, will ya?’ he groaned slowly mounting off you, and climbing in the middle of the bed. A smile tugged at your lips, adoring how his trained buttcheeks looked, all ready for you to play with. You moved behind him, your hands rubbing and squeezing his ass, an embarrassed moan escaping Yorus mouth as soon as your hand connected with his cheek in a harsh slap. “You like that?” you giggle, giving his cheek another slap. His answer comes a bit dragged, the man trying his best not to moan. “Cut the teasing.”

“Alright, Mr. Pushing-Through.” You roll your eyes with a grin, hands spreading his buttcheeks. Seeing the tight hole between them, makes you lick your lips. Getting on your knees, you blew hot air on the sensitive rim, wetting two of your fingers in your mouth, before slowly protruding at his hole. Rubbing soft circles around the outside, then pushing the tip of the muscle in, Yoru gasped loudly, his strong legs getting a bit wobbly at the invitation.

Humming, you started to get to work, massaging his globes of tan flesh, making sure to hold one his hips with your free hand to stabilize his rocky movement in desperate search for more friction. Spreading him open one more time, you pulled out of him, leaving kisses on his neck, eyes taking in his lean muscular back, trained from his daily activities as an Agent of the Protocol. You kissed behind his ear, teeth grazing the cartilage as his hips wiggled against your strap on, something a kin to a needy moan escaping his throat.

“Gosh, you´re so needy for me, pretty boy. Really wanna get teached your lesson, huh?” you cooed, slowly stroking over his hip bones.

“J-Just make it feel good, kay?” he gasped, looking over his back to assure himself with you. You grin, one hand locking into his dark locks, carefully yet demanding pushing his head onto the mattress. Not wanting to tease him anymore, you guided the dildo inside him, slowly pushing inch by inch, until you were flush against Yoru. The young man was using all his mental strength to not moan like a bitch in heat, as you buried yourself to the hilt, his resolve slowly falling however as you halted inside him.

“y/n.” He called your name needily, wishing that you understood what he wished for, without ushering anymore words. Not missing the chance to tease him, you wrapped a hand around his cock, hovering closely over his back before whispering “Huh? What is it? You know, you need to tell me, if there´s something you want.”

A low grumble could be heard from the young agent under you, his cheeks dusted in red from embarrassment, teeth clenched in despair from the sudden stop of stimulation. “For fucks sake, just fuck me!”

You didn´t need more to hear than that. With a firm grip on him you hilted yourself out of Yoru, pistoling your hips back forward. The hand on his cock started to pump him in tandem with your thrusting, your thumb rubbing the slit on the tip where you knew he was most sensitive. A hymne of loud groans erupted from the rifter, the pleasure of being railed by you so great, that he pushed his hips back against your own.

Getting serious, your hand fisted his locks, tugging on them to move his head uup from the mattress, to arch his back into you, the sound of wet skin slapping against skin echoing in your bedroom, as you worked to rail Yoru into submission.

By how his cock twitched he seemed close only a few thrusts after, however you still weren´t quite finished. Angling yourself a bit lower you tried to find his soft spot; one thrust angled just right made him fist the bedsheets, fingernails digging deeply into them. Smirking in victory, knowing you reached your goal, you began to hit that place dead on, hearing him mumble your name like a mantra.

Then, only a few more thrusts he reached his climax, spurts of cum hitting the bed sheets, his dark almond shaped eyes rolled back in ecstasy as he shuddered violently, a lewd slur in Japanese escaping his lungs. Smirking you caressed him with your hands, careful to slide out of him, discarding the silicone on the floor besides you, before getting besides him.

Seeing Yoru all wasted like this on your mattress somehow made you feel an insane amount of accomplishment, the tension of this noon already nearly forgotten. Slowly lying besides, him, you start to rub his back gently, his eyes opening and looking at you with a tired but content gaze.

“Everything alright?” you asked, one of his arms, suddenly caught of guard, as he wrapped one arm around you, pulling you close to his torso. As he nuzzles his head into your hair, the only sound that can be heard for a close minute is your breathings.

Then Yorus voice resounds, making you chuckle loudly in the process.

“Good thing I lost that bet.”

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[kefirstushyu]

‼️Let me talk my shiiiiiit (CameraFlash edition 📸)

This world might not need them, BUT I DO

I love them so much, they're soft and nice and yes and random like hell

Please, please, please

There's literally no content with them (tho @purgartical has something remotely close to them on one of the old sketches!!)

#valorant #valorant art #scetch #art #rarepair #fanart #character #meme #valorant fanart #camera flash #phoenix x cypher #cypher x phoenix #phoenix #cypher #valorant cypher #valorant phoenix #valorant protocol #computer games #otp #rare pair #phoepher #cypher valorant #phoenix valorant

[catboyfics]

YEAH I PLAY OMORI AND AS SOON AS I SAW "black space" I WAS LIKE OMORI????? btw this is just a platonic fic because i don't write romantic fics for fem!characters :D

also i'm so sorry i didn't see that you wanted it as a drabble and i fell so in love with the idea because i love omori so much kasdhfaksjdkfa i hope you don't mind it's a little long i was a little self indulgent

also another note i gave them the ability to manipulate reality with mirrors and like conjure and get rid of things and make you like hallucinate and change people's perception of things? its kind of all over the place but its me so don't be surprised.

Sweet Dreams

𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻

𝑭𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴: Valorant

𝑷𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮: fade x gn reader (platonic) (could be read as romantic)

𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑹𝑬 & 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺: hurt/comfort but like spooky; gn reader; symptoms of depression, hallucinations, signs of derealization and dissociation

𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑺: 1.2k

The air was sharp, sulfurous as it passed through your nose. You grimaced, detesting the foul scent. Black sludge sloshed under your feet, waving as if there was something swimming underneath it. You decided that thinking little of it would be better.

It was dark, you could hardly see. In the distance, in every direction there were bright white lightbulbs, the exact same as the one right over your head. They didn't radiate light, though. They shone as if their brightness was trapped inside confining glass walls.

You grabbed a bullet from the pistol hanging at your hip and tied it to the bulb above your head with a piece of string. Then, you walked forward, seeing how far you could go. Were there walls? Was it just an infinite void?

The sludge gave only slightly under your feet, whatever was under it was following with you. You neared one of the other lightbulbs, but it was no different. Tied to it, there was a bullet. A bullet from your pistol.

You sighed. You'd had this dream before. It had started a few nights ago, and the dream only got worse and worse. You had no hope in changing it.

Suddenly, the black sludge started to grow around you. You breath caught in your throat, eyes widening in terror as it rose above your head.

You tried to run, desperately trying to separate your feet from the darkness beneath them, all for naught. Dark tentacles rose from the sludge, wrapping themselves around your ankles.

Your heart dropped to your toes as you began to sink. You could no longer move, more tentacles creeping out and wrapping themselves around your entire body.

You sank deeper and deeper, eventually nearing your face. The lightbulb above you shattered, broken glass raining down onto your head as you squeezed your eyes shut.

Emerged in total darkness, you were eventually pulled completely under. The darkness forced its way into your mouth, tasting like sulfur and gas.

Your eyes couldn't close, and you could feel the substance forcing its way behind them. It went up your nose, travelled down your airways, filled your stomach. It flowed through your veins, forced its way into your flesh.

It was taking you over completely. You tried to draw your mirrors, you tried to conjugate something into existence to free yourself. It didn't work.

And finally, you relaxed. You let it take hold of you, and you realized that really, it wasn't so bad. It was so much better than the real world. There was nothing to hurt you there, it was so peaceful.

Suddenly, you awoke, tears dripping from your eyes and sweat gluing you to the sheets. You lifted your hands to your face, feeling yourself.

It was all a dream. That became your mantra. That 'dream', though, it took up your waking hours as well. You thought about it incessantly. What did it mean? It seemed so much better than this godawful world, filled with violence and hatred.

You slowly made your way out of bed. You wouldn't return. It was about four in the morning. No sane person should wake at such a time, but at this point you didn't know if you counted as 'sane'.

You shut the closet door, remembering the stories of monsters that your mother fed you as a child. You checked under your bed, seeing that nothing malicious hid under, ready to attack. Your dreams were peaceful, but you never knew what horrors may exist during your waking hours. You gulped your heart down, returning it to its place in your chest.

You sighed, making your way out the door of your room and to the kitchen. You filled the kettle and flicked the switch, turning it on. As it boiled, you poured instant coffee into one of the protocol mugs.

You jumped when you heard footsteps approaching the kitchen, looking through the doorway to see who it was. It was the one and only Fade, the seer of fears. You dreaded the words yet to come out of her mouth.

Your mouth dried as you returned to your cup of shitty coffee. You didn't greet her when she entered the kitchen, avoiding eye contact. Before, you'd be happy to see her, you'd greet her, perhaps to her dismay. You got along well with people, you liked to think. Well, you did. Not so much anymore.

"Hey." Fade greeted tiredly, looking at you expectantly, though your back remained to her.

"Hi." You

mumbled quietly, nearly inaudible. You stirred your coffee aggressively with a wooden stirrer, careful not to get any of the boiling water on your hands.

You didn't say anything else. You remained silent, as did Fade. Neither of you wanted to speak, though you reckoned it was for different reasons. The silence was suffocating, reminding you why you hated being awake so much. Maybe you should return to your bed, it would be so much more peaceful.

"It feels like you're leaving us." Fade said, finally. She broke the silence that was driving you insane. You didn't respond to her, didn't turn around and look back. You remained staring at your coffee, still stirring it aimlessly. You were sure it had dissolved, but stopping felt pointless.

"I've been in your dreams. They're trying to take you from us." She continued, voice swirling around your head. 'So what?' You thought to yourself. 'So what if they take me? They're so much better than this horrible place.' You hated that your thoughts had turned so malicious, but it was difficult to avoid. That dream which had continued through the nights was become your safe space, even if it wasn't fit to be such a thing.

"Please don't let them take you. I fear something is wrong. You talk so little now, it feels like you've disappeared. You're gone in your room all day, except for when you're sent on mission. You've nearly died because you haven't been paying attention."

Something in her words struck you. You didn't remember much from the missions you'd been on in the time since that dream had started plaguing you, but you remembered when one of the opponent's bullets had scraped the side of your face. Raze had shoved you out of the way just in time.

You felt bad. You were leaving them. They didn't deserve that.

"I'm sorry." You muttered quietly. You turned around, only to see Fade shaking her head as she stared at you.

"It is not your fault. I fear something is happening, and there is very little that I fear. I believe it is plaguing you as well. Both of us manipulate the human mind, and we are not so different. This vision of mine may be rubbing off on you, and for that, I apologize. You must stay awake, though. This will not pass easily."

With that, she left the kitchen. Her words left a shiver in your core. Finally, you realized. Your dream was not peace, it was violence incarnate. You were a single dead face amongst many, an entire ocean. Death may be peaceful, but it is not the answer.

"Thank you, Fade. My sense has returned to me now. We will overcome this." You whispered to your coffee. For some reason, and it may have just been your tired mind, you though you saw the shape of an eye in your coffee.

i hope you liked it!!! im so sorry it took so long i havent been super motivated to write recently :<

remember to drink water :D

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