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fadeshock is goated

im slowly getting obsessed with fadeshock idfk if its good or not help

#fadeshock #neon valorant #fade valorant

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TOY WITH YOU. mdni +18

description. headcanon type of writing of the valorant agent's kinks and favorite toys to use (toys are reference to what they use most of the time)

pairings. viper, killjoy, reyna, sage, fade, jett, neon + f! reader

cw. lowercase writing intended, nsfw content, mentions of kinks, sex toys

moss' notes. it's all moss' headcanons of each character, you might not agree with them but enjoy anyway :D

—𝐕𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑

( kinks )

sabine loves marking, leaving not just hickeys but bite marks all over your skin. she wouldn't nesseccary mark you up on very visible places since she too likes privacy. her favorite places have to be the inner of your thighs- it's soft, plushy, and pliable, the perfect home for teeth marks she wants to have a long-lasting life. another of her favorite is the skin under your breast- it's sensitive, thin skin that is a . if sabine feels mean or particularly jealous (which she would never admit out loud) she would leave marks high up your neck that it's impossible to perfectly cover up.

it's rare for sabine to get herself into roleplaying, but once in a while when she is really insecure about her knowledge or just feels like she is losing pieces of her old self she likes to play doctor-patient with you, that is only of course if you too are into trying new things out.

call her mommy and sabine will give you everything you want that night. you want it rough and animalistic? done. soft and gentle? done. mommy sabine takes care of her baby if she asks nicely, pinky swear.

sabine callas is a fierce woman and are very passionate in bed, her hand wanders and she loves to wrap her fingers around your inviting throat, choking you as she gives you a mind-blowing orgasm. she wouldn't want to just douse you in her toxins to see you struggle to breathe, that would be cruel, not as exciting.

( toys )

moss is not sure if aphrodisiac is considered a kink or a toy but- sabine, like it or not is very tempted to put some in your coffee, tea, or food, maybe grown some flowers for you. she had used it a few times on you, wonderful effects it has on you but you don't need to know that, she was keeping a close eye on you to make sure you were alright anyway.

although sabine prefers her fingers and tongue, she does sometimes use a strap-on to snake inside you. usually, it is paired up with the chocking and hairpulling just to give her better angles and more control of you.

—𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐉𝐎𝐘

( kinks )

anything to do with breasts really, she is such a horny teenager when it comes to titties but she goes feral when it is about nipples. she loves licking them, pinching them, biting down on them, and just gently caressing them. they look so nice, pink, and puffy if given the right attention.

auralism, focusing on moans and not other things that can be sorted into this kink. klara likes hearing your moans, your cries, gasps, the filthy sound of her knuckles hitting your wet cunt, and the sloppy sound of either of your tongues slurping up the other's juices.

klara loves recording having sex with you, you are aware that she records it, you just don't know how because you never see cameras displayed around the bed or on any of the shelves. taking pictures is her other favorite, showing you them is close behind.

( toys )

klara makes her own vibrator, no kidding, she does and even makes an app for her phone to control it whenever and wherever she wants.

nipple clamps can be anything in klara's eyes- paper clips, regular clips you use for hanging your clothes, the end of the pen that you use to hang it on a pocket, but she does have nipple clamps for pinching your cute little pink buds to hear you squeal and wince.

—𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐍

( kinks )

tala is very shy and very inexperienced and it is hard for her to come to terms with her love for electrostimulation. she wouldn't do it on purpose, the sometimes when she cannot control her powers and a spark leaves her fingers. it excites her when you let out a sharp, high-pitched moan, writhing against her hold.

dacryphilia or the sexual arousal to seeing tears or crying- she yet again doesn't realize that seeing a tear or two rolls down on your face or just hearing you cry makes her body tingle with arousal and not empathy most of the times.

( toys )

again, tala is very inexperienced and the only thing she can use or like to use so far is a small bullet vibrator. it's convenient, pretty easy to function, and clean, tala loves stuffing it inside you, have you sit on her lap, and make out with you.

—𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐍𝐀

( kinks )

zyanya loves the master/slave dynamic but it has to be special, has to be on her terms and not out of blue. she might sometimes whisper into your ears when outside of the bedroom a couple of naughty commands, to try and see how much of a slave you really are and she is very pleased every time.

the empress loves wax play, impact play, and basically anything that hurts just a little or more. zyanya is a sadist, no questions there, so she is harsh and goes overboard most if not all the time.

she loves every aspect of bdsm, of course, there is some no-no for her in the broad definition too. it is commonly mistaken being "all about pain" but again, reyna is a sadist and will use her control over you to see you cry because it hurts. she does practices safe sex and is constantly asking for your safe word. she loves the control, the power, humiliation, and pleasure the both of you experience while being a master and a slave.

if you call her mommy instead of master or mistress she won't get mad, and won't punish you but know it when to say it because mommy zyanya will be soft, caring, and put away all the toys she has out. if you say it at the wrong time, get ready for not being able to use your limbs properly.

( toys )

zyanya often dons a strap-on because she cannot get enough of the little belly bulge she sees whenever she bottoms out on you. it also lets her make you ride her like a good cowgirl should. plus it ramming a fake cock into your tight cunny makes your breasts jiggle way more than using her fingers.

ropes and handcuffs, always out on the ready to help you behave for your master. she ditched the ropes a long time ago, and uses silk instead of the usual twisted dry ropes one might think. the handcuffs are from another generation, the metal ones that used keys and could be popped open if tweaked the right way.

she does not overuse her whips, zyanya only takes them out of the cabinet if you are to be punished greatly. don't worry she will put some cream on the reddened skin, coo you praises of how good you were, how well you took everything she gave to you, and that this might have been her favorite orgasm just yet.

—𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄

( kinks )

ying wei loves loves pet play, loves to collar you, put a leash on you, and sometimes even a muzzle when she feels extra mean. she tugs you around in the room, and calls you her good puppy or kitten, depending on what you are into really.

voyeurism but not in the way you think- seeing herself eaten out by you in front of a mirror, or having you sit in front of a mirror while fingering you until your brain spills out of your pussy is like watching a movie for her, maybe even better than a movie.

exhibitionism but again, not in the way you think- ying wei only and only masturbates in front of you (and maybe her phone to send you something nice while you are away). she likes seeing you desperate, hearing you cry for her to let you help her, that you can make her feel her really good like a good pet should!

it might be more of a fetish than a kink, but sage loves stealing your panties. it's dirty, and it makes her feel like a pervert but she enjoys your confused looks and questions about where might your panties be? you just put them into the basket!

( toys )

ying wei is big on collaring, hence the pet play, she does not make you wear the collar outside of the bedroom and is slightly against the idea of it too. she specially made a collar with her name written in the inside of your collar with metal and a leather bracelet that also has her name impaled in with metal letters on the inside that she makes you wear all the time.

sage does have two nice dildos stashed away in her room, not too big, not too small. one is made for you that stretches you nicely and one is for her to accompany her fingers when she is making you watch her masturbating.

—𝐉𝐄𝐓𝐓

( kinks )

impact play with sunwoo is really just her spanking you, slapping your breasts or your wet little cunny to emphasize how wet you were. her spanks on your ass are always painful, she makes sure they are, and makes you speed up.

sunwoo loves overstimulation, it is very surprising that she had more energy than neon does. most of the time goes overboard on purpose but sometimes she gets into the rhythm so much that there is no way to stop herself and you 'suffer' the consciences.

not sure if these can be sorted into the kink category but sunwoo goes far and beyond for blowjobs and handjobs. she doesn't care if she can't feel it, it still excites her to see your head bob up and down on the plastic cock. the handjobs are another thing, she usually makes out with you while having you rub the strap-on. it makes her feel like a horny teenager and it just does wondersto her sex drive.

( toys )

if sunwoo feels extra energetic she puts a strap-on around her waist, fucking you as if she was a freaking animal in heat. she puts plenty of lube on the plastic toy to make sure it doesn't hurt too much. she buys different shapes and sizes in all the pretty colors she wants or you'd like to see fill your tight cunny.

she has a couple of vibrators, different sizes, shapes, and colors for all the same purpose to overstimulate you and ruin your pussy for the next few days.

—𝐅𝐀𝐃𝐄

( kinks )

hazel loves gagging you, either with a ball gag or her fingers, but prefers her fingers. it is really because the further she fills your mouth, the nicer it is to enjoy your muffled moans.

sensory deprivation kicks hazel's shoes off, and your scarred expression just takes her over the edge without anything really done to her. she often closes her eyes when you are treating her, adding to her pleasure a ton and if you are such a good pet you gonna help her tie it around her eyes too.

somnophilia is no question on the list, hazel can see nightmares, right? there is only a thin line between nightmares and dreams and she likes to get into your mind while she slips a finger or two inside your tight cunny while you are asleep.

( toys )

as mentioned before, hazel has a ball gag or two, they don't really have a color that is called pretty, they are really plain but she doesn't need a lot to hear you struggle against it with your moans.

the nice things she has are the blindfolds she put on your eyes, now those are really nice. the finest silk money can buy, nicely soaking up your tears and doesn't leave any marks that would itch later.

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HAIR DYE AND HIGHLIGHTS

synopsis → when a lazy day within the protocol stirs up a little trouble with the brightest-haired agent

casting call → neon (tala), brimstone, sage, reyna, jett, phoenix, yoru

cw → fem!reader

w.c. → 2.66 k words

author’s note →

The month had been filled back-to-back with missions upon missions. Not seeming to have caught a single break for at least the past twenty days, Brimstone ordered a mandatory day-off for all the agents. The training arena was locked and everyone was given strict instructions to relax and rest. Most took the rare chance to kick their feet up and just hang out together, majority of the common area being occupied by mingling agents.

Like lightning before thunder, most saw the flash of bright blue and highlighter-yellow before they heard the voice of Tala, "Y/n? Has anyone seen Sol? She said that we were gonna spend the day together."

Without even looking up to see her face, Sage could hear the pout written across her face. "Where have you looked, Neon?"

"Well, I passed by Viper in the hallway, and she said that since Brim made us all take the day off, everyone was hanging out in the common area. I think she also said something about trying to get into her lab anyways, so if anyone wants to drag her back here, that might be wise before she puts a hole through the wall to work on her science, stuff? But besides that, I haven't checked anywhere else yet. Sol said that we were supposed to eat breakfast together, but when I had first gotten out of bed and came to the kitchen, she wasn't here," Tala rambled. Her pout remained visible as her voice accentuated certain words and trailed off into a whisper at others. Her appearance looked slightly disheveled and her hair appeared faded and dull.

A couple of Tala's close friends withheld a few giggles, entertained by the way her mind ran a hundred miles a minute. Rolling her eyes playfully and letting out an exaggerated sigh, Reyna turned to the worried girl, "Cariño? Have you checked her room?" She simply quirked an eyebrow at Tala and watched as embarrassment took over her face.

Tala threw a quick sentiment of appreciation to the Mexican woman as she sprinted out of the common area. Jett turned to Reyna, "Are you really going to make her run around the base? Sol told all of us that she was running to the store in town."

Reyna shrugged, glancing at the clock in the room, "She will be back in a few minutes anyway. Fifteen minutes to get to the other side of the island, five in the store, fifteen to get back. Thirty-five minutes on the dot when it strikes ten."

Jett just laughed, indulging in Reyna's antics for a few seconds before Tala skidded to a halt in front of them again, a few more hairs out of place than earlier.

Her face was flushed a slight pink, "She wasn't there. I knocked and I got no response from inside, so maybe she was still asleep, but that's so uncharacteristic to Y/n. So, I went into her room, but the bed was already made and empty. And her phone was missing from the nightstand!"

Reyna continued to chuckle at the girl, "Mira, Neon. Sol left for the store almost thirty-five minutes ago. Let me explain." The woman motioned for the girl to come closer to where she was seated on the couch, pulling her forward to bend down next to her, and then directed her gaze to the clock on the wall. "Do you see the small hand on the clock? When the long hand is pointed straight up and the small hand is pointed to-"

She was quickly cut off by Sage hitting the back of her head, "Zyanya! Stop babying her. Neon, Sol will be back at ten, just about now."

Tala stood straight up, glancing at the clock before leveling her eyes at Reyna, "So you knew she wasn't in her room when you sent me there?"

With a nudge to the shoulder from Sage, Reyna reluctantly replied, "Yes. Sorry, cariño."

Tala huffed, blowing a strand of hair out of her face and sending a few sparks from her shoulders. Her furrowed eyebrows raised and a grin spread across her face as the front doors to the Valorant Protocol opened to reveal your figure, carrying a small plastic bag from a generic pharmacy.

"Y/n!" Tala skid straight into your arms as soon as you looked up to meet her eyes. Pulling her face away from your neck, she pressed a quick kiss on your cheek before squeezing you again as her pout returned. "Why didn't you tell me you were going out?"

"You were still asleep when I made breakfast so I thought I would let you sleep in longer," you giggled at her face, pecking her nose before you were interrupted.

Phoenix was miming throwing up before Jett smacked him upside the head, Yoru joining in with a mock annoyed tone, "Get a room, you're making the rest of us sick."

Laughing at the trio's display of mockery, you wiggled out of Tala's grip and started out of the common area. "I'll drop the supplies off in the infirmary, Sage," you called out as Tala trailed behind you.

"So."

"Yes, Tala?"

"What did you get from the town?"

Following behind your footsteps as you made your way around the infirmary ward, restocking a few drawers and cabinets, Tala tried to peak over your shoulder into the bag for any surprises.

"Sage had asked me this morning if I could run a quick errand for her. I didn't mind as I was already planning to go," you spoke, spinning around with a now empty bag, two bottles of hair dye, and a box of hair bleach in your hands. "I thought you might like a touch-up to your hair."

Tala's eyes lit up in wonder, adoration swimming in her eyes. She found it extremely heartwarming that you had noticed she hadn't had the time to redo it herself because of how busy the Protocol had been lately.

"And, I think we should have some bleach left once your hair is done. Would you help me put some highlights in my hair? I wanted to match you and have a couple of blue strips with yellow ends. What do you think?"

Again, Tala's eyes lit up, excitement causing her to start generating sparks. "Yes! Oh, we can be matching!" She quickly grabbed you by your waist, spinning around in a circle as you both laughed.

When she set you down on the ground, you grabbed her hand and started moving toward the hallway, "Let's go to my room. I think when I joined I had brought some of the old tools I had when I used to dye my own hair."

Tala chuckled as your face scrunched up in thought for a second, truly recalling if the small mixing bowls and brush applicators had been in the few boxes you brought with you to the base when you were recruited. You definitely remember using a comb and foil strips recently, recalling when you had to soak off your gel nails because one of them broke short on a mission.

"I think I do have everything," you mumble, placing your hand on the scanner in front of your door and typing in your code to unlock it. Dragging Tala in, you sit her down in the swivel chair at your desk, laying the dyes and bleach in your hands on the desk. Tala starts spinning in circles as you head into your bathroom, rummaging through a few different drawers to find the tools you were looking for.

"Sol? You said you used to dye your hair when you were younger?"

"Yeah! I think there might be a few photos on my desk."

Tala turned back to face the desk and started looking at each framed photo. She could tell that most were from your years in high school, boasting a different hairstyle in each, and one of you and your mom playing when you were a toddler. This is the frame that she takes into her hands, holding it delicately and blowing the dust from the glass. A smile starts to play on her lips, eyes scanning your small face, delicate hands, and whispy hair.

Tala is startled out of her thoughts as you drop the mixing bowls, brush applicators, foil strips, gloves, and rattail comb. "Okay, let's get to work?"

Tala nods as you reach to turn the chair to face you, kissing her on the nose before turning her away from you again and starting to remove the hair ties that keep her pigtails in place. Letting her hair down, you run your hand through it before grabbing the comb and slowly detangling her hair from the ends up.

Turning the rattail comb over, you use the pointed end to start sectioning her hair, separating the yellow section beneath her blue hair and the two streaks near her face. Tying the blue sections up and out of the way, you gently brush through Tala's hair again.

"Could you start to open the box of bleach, Tala?"

She hums in response, reaching for the box and carefully laying its contents on your desk. You reach around her from behind, taking one of the mixing bowls and pouring one-part bleach and two-part developer into the bowl. Taking a brush applicator, you mix the bleach and developer together before grabbing one sheet of foil. Using the handle end of the brush to grab your first strand, you start the process of bleaching the grown-out roots of her hair.

Soon enough, you're just waiting for the bleach to lighten her hair. You're sitting on the edge of your bed, talking with Tala, "So, once the bleach is done, we can go rinse it out and then dye the yellow and blue sections."

"While my hair is being dyed, can I bleach the strands of your hair?"

"Yeah! Let me check your roots now," you move to stand up, turning Tala's chair around again. Lifting up the top strands to look at the first section you bleached, you move the foil to see that her natural color had already lifted. "Okay! Bleach is ready to be washed out."

Tala stands up and you move to the bathroom, pulling out the foil sheets and throwing them away with your gloves. You turn the water on in the bath, waiting for it to get warm, and then turn on the detachable shower head. Leaning her head over the edge of the bathtub, Tala lets you wash the bleach out of her hair, massaging her scalp as you wash her hair.

Turning the water off, you squeeze any excess water from her hair before drying it with a towel, laying it across her shoulders as you both stand up and start to go back to your desk. Grabbing the two clean mixing bowls, you pour some of the yellow dye into one and most of the blue into the other, slipping on a new pair of gloves. You start dying the yellow section, placing a sheet of foil over the top of the section before letting down her blue hair to keep the colors separate. You begin redying the blue section now, laughing at the way her scalp is stained an electric blue.

Taking off the dye-stained gloves, you help Tala mix a smaller batch of bleach, looking in the mirror you have next to your desk to section out the strands of your hair. You pick out four streaks on the top of your head, symmetrical over your part, and tie the rest of your hair out of the way. Two streaks are in line with your ears, the other two being a few inches back from the first.

Tala starts humming as she brushes your hair with her gloved fingers, picking up a sheet of foil and the bleach, starting to bleach your ends and going up. She leaves your roots untouched as she crimps the foil around the strand of hair. Quickly moving on to bleach the rest of it, she continues humming a soft melody you can't recognize, but it brings a smile to your lips.

Once the strands are mostly bleached, she goes back through to lighten your roots. At this point, she is softly singing under her breath, singing what seems to be a song from her childhood. She keeps singing as she checks your roots again, slowly pulling you to your feet and bringing you to your bathroom again. Turning on the water, she pulls the foil out of your hair and discards her gloves.

Tala starts washing the bleach out of your hair, apologizing as some of the water runs over your face, making you scrunch your eyes shut. You only giggle in response, shutting the water off and drying your hair with a towel. You turn to Tala and press a kiss to her lips, smiling when she stops rambling, "Stop apologizing and just dye my hair already."

She shuts up, cheeks flushing a slight pink before quickly nodding and standing up. Pulling you to your feet, she silently leads you back to your desk and pulls on a new pair of gloves so she can dye your hair. She takes the strands and dyes most of them blue, leaving the ends to be dyed yellow. When the whole process is done, you grab your phone and snap a few photos of you and Tala with matching hair, making funny faces and showing off your blue-stained scalps.

After twenty or so minutes of waiting and hanging out, you drag Tala back to the bathroom to wash out the dye. You start by washing her hair and then wrapping it in a towel before she washes yours. Once the dye had been rinsed out, you went to clean your desk and put away all of the tools you brought out, storing away the rest of the dye as well. After everything was put away, you met Tala in your bathroom where she was seated on the counter, back to the mirror.

"Tala," you called sweetly, watching as she looked up from her phone and smiled. You walked over and stood between her legs, wrapping your arms around her waist, looking up at her face with a gentle smile. Her arms made their way over your shoulders, hands holding the back of your head to pull you closer as she leaned down and kissed you. Her lips were soft, making you lean closer to her, pouting when she pulled away with a giggle.

"Can we dry our hair now? I wanna show the others that we're matching."

You nod, going to peck a quick kiss on her lips again before stepping back to open the cabinet under the sink and pull out a hair dryer. Plugging the cord into an outlet by the counter, Tala hops down from where she was sitting and removes the towel from her hair, hanging it up on a hook to dry. She comes and stands in front of you, smiling at your reflection in the mirror as you start to dry her hair.

When you're done, she lets you dry your own hair, opting to start taking little videos of you both hanging out together. Once your hair is dry and styled, she starts taking photos of both of you, planning to later add them to the album she has dedicated to photos of you together. She starts kissing you all over your face, causing you to start laughing.

"Thank you for spending the day with me, I've missed you, sinta ko."

"Of course, sweetheart. You know how much I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Come on, let's go show off our hair now, hm?"

Tala smiles, pressing a kiss to your nose before grabbing your hand, grinning ear to ear as she leads you down the hallway to flaunt you to all your teammates and friends.

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#valorant x reader #neon x reader #valorant fluff #valorant fanfiction #valorant neon #valorant

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i want her :(

hiya i hope you've had a good month and that june is even better <33 could you write some neon/reader where neon is scared of touching the reader too often and accidentally hurting them due to her lack of control but the reader is very supportive and understanding? could be hcs or a fic, whatever you feel like is easier for you :) thanks in advance!

ty :) this month has been a bit tiring but we power through! also i loved this idea so much i had to write it immediately!! nothing gets me like characters scared of their own powers for their loved ones!!

Shocking! HCs (Neon x reader)

Word Count: 560

Fluff, bit of angst

A few weeks into your relationship with Neon, it takes all your courage to ask her if the two of you could maybe hold hands more and touch, since you’re a very physical person

You hadn’t been sure of it before, certain it had just been new-relationship uncertainness, especially since the two of you admitting feelings for each other had been so romantic and hopeful, but you had been feeling like she was avoiding you, at least physically

As soon as you say so, Neon’s face gets all wobbly and emotional

“Mahal (love), I’m so sorry you’ve been feeling like that,” she says. “I just… sometimes I get so scared. There’s so much about my powers that I don’t know about and I… I don’t know what I’d do if I hurt you.”

You have to stop yourself from pulling her into a giant hug and just nod. “I understand. Thank you for explaining— we’ll work through this together, yeah?”

Neon smiles back, rubbing the tears from her eyes. “For sure. Do you wanna go watch a soap opera?”

As she works on controlling her powers, as well as further adapting her inhibitors with Killjoy, the two of you work on testing what causes good and bad reactions with her powers

You’ve had to put a temporary ban on make-out sessions after Neon literally started sparking out of excitement

But holding hands is usually good unless she’s amped-up, but at the most, you’ll usually just get a small static shock

Thankfully her powers are pretty under control while she’s sleeping, so cuddling and napping is fair game, but she still worries about waking up abruptly and shocking you, so she prefers to just watch you nap (resting your head in her lap is the best)

Building up to being more intimate would probably follow a regular timeline of a relationship, it takes a lot of trust as well as Neon feeling more comfortable with her powers

I could see Neon having nightmares about accidentally hurting you and others on the protocol, by not being fast enough or good enough, or worse, from her own powers

As proud as she is to be in something that could help the world, she’s still young. The memories of fighting the mirror agents and injuring them with her powers stick with her

If the both of you are agents, the two of you would probably spend many long nights talking over your experiences in the protocol and how to deal with the violence

Something that does help Neon is the thought of protecting you and being able to come home to you

If she’s had a really bad day with her powers, she wouldn’t trust herself to touch you, as much as physical touch would be comforting

Because of this, you buy her a giant octopus plushie like her keychain (you spent way too long trying to find the perfect one) that she can hug while sitting near you when her powers are acting up

The two of you also come up with calming techniques for her to use on the battlefield when she gets too ramped up

Just you being by her side is reassuring, especially when she’s worried about you being too far away and being flanked

Throughout it all, you’re by her side and she loves you even more for it

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wait i want to draw faces on killjoys bots hello thats the cutest thing ever??

hello! Its me again, the one who asked if you wrote for Neon, anyways my request might be too specific so feel free to ignore it but here it is!! vvv

So Neon has a crush on reader and wants to ask reader out on a date but she (neon) doesnt know what exactly to do so she asks reader about their ideal dream date and reader just tells her. (maybe something like a park or arcade date?? Anything outsidey!) So neon plans just that!

But heres the twist! Reader also likes Neon back and got excited when neon asked them about the date thing, but neon kinda ends up going with jett somewhere (not on the date!) And reader misunderstands Neon for liking Jett. Then reader ends up getting pretty distanced from Neon days before the planned date and neon gets concerned and basically straight up asks her whats wrong and they reader tells and neon understands then confesses and overall just vv fluffy!

Again, if you dont wanna write this, i completely 100% understand, we all have our limits and i wish to respect yours! Tho if u do write this, then tysm! :DDD

𝟕 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 .

( Synopsis ) It stemmed from a misunderstanding.

( Author's Note ) Tysm for your consideration anon 🥺🥺 And no, it's completely fine it's specific! Although, I kind of went through the Angst to Fluff route since I can't see the whole thing being fluffy ykyk hehe

There's the Cypher and Killjoy father-daughter headcanon in here where they watch feeds together from Cypher's cameras so if anyone can remember who made it please tell me in the comments so I can tag them for the idea 😭

( Pairing ) Neon x GN! Reader

( Content Warnings ) Cursing, misunderstandings, fighting with Reyna in the last bits cause she's your mentor.

( Word Count ) 1.2k words // EDITED! 

Imagine! Neon eating tapsilog beside you inside the confinements of your room after training sessions with Reyna. (Brimstone would remind the two of you about your diets, but he can't stop you guys.) Laughing at jokes, sharing memories about when you were both younger, only to cringe afterward.

That time Neon's voice cracked audibly in the speakers while she was leading her batch in singing the school song. Or what about the time you were using the car window as a mirror in the parking lot, only to realize someone was waving at you from inside the car?

Imagine! A moment of silence ensues as you put a hand up to signal, wait— let me chew my food. Neon would suddenly admire you, the way the light from the ceilings shone down onto you perfectly, the cute marks on your face revealed for her to see. You made her heart beat faster than the speed of her sit-ups, sweet chills running down her spine faster than her jumping jacks. Her Lola and 'Ma were right, experiencing romantic love is such a kilig feeling.

Imagine! Neon begging The Empress herself to let the both of you skip training for just a week. The Filipino embraced her feelings and decided to act on them. Now, or never.

"Sige na! Just for one week! Please please please please please—"

"—no." Reyna would comically answer. She knew exactly what Neon was begging from her. Would she say yes easily? Of course not. Where was the fun in that? "10 more laps around headquarters, indoors and outdoors."

"TANGINA!"

Imagine! 7 days before the date: Neon celebrating to herself in the middle of the cafeteria after hellish training, unaware of Cypher and Killjoy watching her through a camera, cheering along with her. She got the one-week break, Reyna threatened negotiated with Brimstone about the small vacation. Neon finally has the time to plan a date, then surprise you with it... but this was her first date. How do you plan a date?

Imagine! 6 days before the date: Neon asked you about your ideal couple outing, only to find out you were a sucker for romance books. A picnic outside with no one disturbing the couple— your favorite scene in the book. You excitedly squealed and shoved the chapter in her face, ranting about how much you wanted to live that moment out with your future lover. She'll be the one to bring out the scenes from the book to life for you— starting with this.

Imagine! 5 days before the date: Neon had everything set and was picking up your favorite flowers, only to run into Jett there as well.

"Hey Neon!"

Neon jumped in place, not expecting her best friend + one-sided rival to be there. She calmed herself down, it wasn't you, it wasn't you. The surprise wasn't ruined.

"What are you doing here?" Jett and Neon asked at the same time. They paused, made eye contact, and laughed at their small reunion.

"What's up? I never knew you were one for flowers." Neon hid the bouquet she picked up behind her back, hoping Jett wouldn't notice it.

"Nahhh, I was just picking up flowers for Yoru since I, you know, interrupted his kiss with—"

"Kiss?!"

"Yes! God, it was so embarrassing. I swear I was only gonna go to the back of the gym since I accidentally threw my knives back there, only to find him lying on top of—"

"Ok, ok, too much information stop."

Imagine! 5 days before the date: You were going to buy a fresh pot of your favorite flowers to grow for your room, your mood bursting like a rainbow through the rain. A frog leaping out of the water to a lily pad; A whale spouting water from the great oceans; you haven't felt this joyous in years. You weren't oblivious, there were harbored feelings between you and Neon fluttering around like butterflies when you both shared a grin. Did she have feelings for you as well? There was a chance she did. The 1% became 99.99%; a hair of hope became a full-grown wig— if, erm, that made sense. You looked through the windows to check if there were potted plants in stock,

only to find the love of your life hiding the last stock of your favorite flowers behind you, standing in front of Jett.

Imagine! 4 days before the date: The scene fresh in your mind was playing like a replay on Spotify; a loop on YouTube; a broken record. They were all playing the same music as well, Top 10 songs to cry to! Was catching Neon staring at you while you rambled an illusion? Were you just a tad bit ignorant about the 0.1% chance, the strand of hair that fell from the wig: she may not have a crush on you too?

Imagine! 3 days before the date: You ignored Neon inviting you for Jollibee breakfast, throwing her hand away from your shoulder when she thought you were just playing around. You didn't miss the way she voiced her confusion, but you didn't turn back. You didn't miss how Cypher and Killjoy were glancing sadly at your figure, but you didn't voice out how you noticed them. You didn't miss how Brimstone gave a confuzzled look towards you, wondering why you were eating a salad for breakfast. And most especially, you didn't miss how Jett was bouncing her legs up and down under the table, hair flying all over the place while she aggressively pushed the buttons on her keyboard with a huge smile plastered on her face.

Neon was going to tell you about how she successfully asked Jett out, wasn't she? Neon was going to thank you and all. Cypher was gonna let you see the funny blurry pictures he has of everybody, and Killjoy was probably gonna try and comfort you by letting you draw faces on her bots. Out of pity, most likely. Brimstone, the ever old man he is, was going to ask why you were eating alone. Unintentionally scarring you more.

Imagine! 2 days before the date: Reyna aimed for a punch on your stomach, but you saw this move plenty of times. You weaved around and grabbed her wrist, more aggression on your grip. You attempted to throw her over you, only for your mentor to grab your left shoulder and forearm, twisting it painfully behind you. Crack!

"As much as your anger delights me, I'm afraid that imaginative mind of yours is breaking hearts everywhere you go. Not that I'm against it, of course, but you are so pitiful even I slightly pity you." She whispered to your ear, freeing you from her grasp. You let out a painful groan, rolling your shoulders up and down. "Unfortunately, Neon is on a mission today. Talk it out tomorrow. I missed my date because of you, and I thought we were having a one-week vacation!"

↷ Imagine! The day before the date: The both of you were locked in Neon's room this time, Jett faintly screaming in the distance: "My redemption matchmaker era! Now, explain!" Then promptly trapped you both in with the keys she stole from 'Brimmy's' office.

Neon's jaw dropped at the explanation you gave her, head swirling in so much confusion, and all she could say was:

"I, ano— (Name), you’re the one I love."

Neon spoke while cupping your face in her warm hands.

....huh?

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

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ʙʀɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ

Pairing: Neon, Phoenix, Jett, Raze, Astra

Genre: Headcanons

Synopsis: What would it be like to bring the Agents home to your family?

Warnings: mentions of liquor in Astra's and Raze's

A/N: This is posted hella fucking late, I've had a wild few days, my apologies. This will be a mini series spanning across the different fandoms I write for! So look out for more of this title :)

Neon - Tala Nicole Dimaapi Valdez

Neon would be a bit nervous at first, worried about the impression she would make on your people. She grew up in a very family oriented environment, and the last thing she wants to do is to have your folks think badly of her

You’ll have to reassure her a bit before embarking on the journey home to your parents. But once you pull up to the house where there’s loud late 90’s to early 2000’s music playing, she gains a bit more confidence in herself. She still prefers to hold your hand tho, to ground herself (and also not to get lost in the mass of bodies)

The aunties adore her, always commenting on how adorable she is, and the children love her. Whenever you’re looking out into the backyard to spot her, she’s always roughhousing with them and placing silly bets. And if your family is radiant-friendly, she’ll even show off some of her powers to the kids to entertain them while the aunties and grandmas set up the tables for serving

Neon eats very well, will sheepishly go back for seconds and/or thirds, and the grandmas can’t help but feed her. And by the next time you bring her over (which you definitely will) she’ll be excited to bring some dishes to share a piece of her culture with you and your family as well.

Phoenix - Jamie Adeyemi

Homeboy is ecstatic to be invited to the cookout. He doesn’t have much experience with black culture in America per se, but he’s open to learning about it and is extremely optimistic!

All your boy cousins gawk at his height, cuz Phoenix is a tall boy! And he eats up all the admirations, especially from the aunties who keep commenting on how handsome he is.

Like Neon, he’ll keep the kids entertained while the adults do their thing. He’s a big kid himself, so the only thing separating then is his age and height. Your baby cousins will use him as a jungle gym, he plays basketball with the older boys and some of the uncles, and suddenly the little boys are asking their moms if they can get their ears pierced like his.

Once he has a taste of your family’s cooking he swears to never go back to regular english food. Even when you’re back on base, he begs you to cook for him, and with those big puppy dog eyes and suave words, who can say no to him?

He also makes an effort to keep in touch with your family! He gets calls from your cousins/siblings and he tries his best to return them when he is available, as he is in the field a lot. At one point he thought they were calling him more than you, and felt kind of bad, but you reassured him that it was okay. And now, every other weekend your family is asking when can he come back over.

Jett - Han Sunwoo

Now Jett isn’t exactly anxious or worried about meeting your family. She has quite a big and loving one of her own. What she’s really worried about is the cultural differences that will arise. One of them may or may not be that she fears if she slips up and says something in Korean, your folks will think she’s tripping, or she’s cursing them out secretly.

No matter how much you reassure her that everything will be okay, and that there’s no need to worry about something like that, she never really shakes that worry. Though she doesn’t want you to worry, so she masks it pretty well

When you two enter the backyard, she’s slightly overwhelmed by the amount of people. She didn’t expect this many close relatives; she almost thought it was a reunion of sorts, but nonetheless introductions go smoothly (besides a few people giving confused looks when she bowed, to which you happily took the initiative and reminded them of the cultural significance some of her actions had).

She makes friends with a lot of your female relatives, especially your cousins, and your nieces and nephews are extremely interested in her snow white hair. Depending on how Radiant-friendly your family is, she’ll either tell a fantastical story that makes the kids laugh, hinting to her Radiant origins, or just say she dyed it.

To her surprise, your family doesn’t question how much she eats. Instead, the grandmas will happily hand her another plate, patting her back encouragingly with a sweet smile. She may or may not have gotten into a chicken eating contest with one of your uncles. She swears she didn’t start it!

Raze - Tayane Alvez

Raze has all the confidence in the world come time to meet your family. She’s secure in her standing in your relationship, and though she doesn’t outright say it, she’s got the perfect, sureproof way of making sure she’s welcomed into the family. Hence, why you heard classic black family cookout songs echoing from her room late at night

The only thing you ask of her is to not do any explosions, as there will be little kids around and one thing will lead to another. Of course she agrees, which is why she brings a shit ton of Pop It fireworks. You said no explosions, and they aren't!

You pull up to the house and most of your male relatives are on the porch, and instead of posing their usual intimidating stance whenever a partner is brought to the family cookout, Raze greets them with her killer smile and charm, and the guys welcome her warmly.

While her first thoughts aren’t to go directly to the first baby she sees, after an introduction and a moment of sitting down, she’s quickly swept away by some of your younger male cousins for a game of basketball. After that, Raze becomes victim to a couple rounds of spades with your uncles - she fairs pretty well, though some of the sore losers swear she cheated a little bit.

Raze eats with vigor, though she may not go back for a third round, best believe her appreciation for the food is well shown. After food, she prefers to chill, so instead of joining the kids in a showdown of Pop Its, she hands each of the responsible children a bag of then and resorts to chilling with you, an arm around your waist and a red cup of tequila in hand, winding down until it’s time to go.

Astra - Efia Danso

Like Raze, Astra has very little concerns or worries about meeting your folks. She’s actually quite excited that she was invited, saying she has a ‘surprise’ to bring with her as a token of gratitude. By the time you get in the car, you can determine that it’s a kind of food, from her homeland no doubt, from the smell that fills the vehicle for the entire ride.

She greets all of your family members (literally, every one, even the infants) with such charisma and grace, everyone falls in love with her almost immediately. The little kids will come up to ask you if you’re dating a princess from a far away land, and honestly, you feed into it a little bit to keep their imaginations vivid.

At some point, one of the little girls came up crying because one of her pigtails came undone, and she didn’t want to get in trouble for messing up her hair, so Astra immediately stepped in. Had the little girl sit right between her legs and gave her two new space buns, which she was even happier with than the pigtails. Suddenly all the kids wanted their hair redone, and Astra promised that one day she’ll have a big hair-braiding party for the little girls to get their hair done in cute little styles.

Going back to the ‘surprise’ Astra brought - it was two pans of Jollof Rice and Waakye - the first being rice that’s been cooked in an array of seasonings and spices which the rice absorbed and took on its color, and the second being a medley of rice and beans. The pans were cleaning in a matter of ten minutes.

After much of the eating is done and the kids are off doing their own thing, giving the adults a chance to rest, she also takes to a cup of wine and rests beside you, snuggling up to you and talking well into the night.

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the ask bout the gn reader asking 2 sleep w/ agents for the 1st time…could you plz write more of that? w/ fade, jett, killjoy, neon, reyna & skye? if that’s 2 many ppl, you don’t have to write em all! thx in advance, no matter what!!!

absolutely! i finally found a decent pic to use for skye so here we go

Fade was the absolute best when it came to communication. You? not so much. More often than not she would have to pry to figure out what it was you were trying to tell her or what was eating at you that made it hard to speak. Which made your current predicament all the more anxiety inducing.

Fade sat in her office, applying henna as she normally did once her previous ones wore off. You had shuffled into her office a while ago, trying to work up your courage while you played on you phone. Your girlfriend hummed as she worked, enjoying mutually doing nothing with you.

"Hey dea-" you started only to be cut off. "wait for my henna to dry then we can." you were a tad bit shocked, your partner raising her eyebrows at you. "you've been worrying about it for the past three days, i was waiting to see if you could resolve it yourself." "Seriously, you knew the entire time?" You asked with a loud sigh, hating that you got worried enough for her to notice. "Yes, now give me an hour and we can go back to my room. Maybe i could put some henna on you once we are done?"

Jett was the definition of loud and hyperactive so you knew good and well she was down when ever you were. She did deeply respect your personal choice but also reassured you often that the moment you said the word she would drop what she was doing to accommodate your wants. It was important to note she didn't have much experience but still wanted to make your first time together worth it as well as not seem as much of a big deal as many made it out to be.

So here the two of you sat, a tangle of limbs as she played some game and you browsed through your socials.

"Hey Jett question," You started, face starting to turn red as you fully engaged in your phone. "um you know how you always say you are 'down if im down'?"

"Uh, yeah?" she looked at you confused as she paused her game.

"w-would you be down now?" your voice was nearly a mumble but you managed to squeeze the question out. Looking up from your phone as she had yet to respond you were suddenly caught off guard as you were near tackled, a pair of overly excited lips meeting your own as the wind got knocked out of you.

Killjoy rarely thought about sex so she had never brought up wanting to have it to you. This caused you to half think she didn't want to have it with you at all, causing worries to cloud your head when ever you thought about it. It had taken weeks for you to even work up the courage to attempt to ask her thoughts on it, sadly it didn't quite come out right.

"Klara would you have sex with me?" you asked rather bluntly and quickly, wanting to get it over with.

"I mean i typically wouldn't have sexual relations in my workshop but if you are game i suppose i can manage." She responded not even lifting her head to look at you, still buried in her work.

Your face flushed red in embarrassment, she had taken it a bit to literally. "Oh- um i um didn't mean right now i meant overall unless you want to right now then im game." Your girlfriend starting snorting as she laughed, setting down her tools to avoid dropping them. At least you were aware she was in fact interested in that level of intimacy with you.

Your electrified partner was always incredibly cautious when it came to any physical affection, not wanting to shock the shit out of you by accident. It had nearly escaped your mind several times but you did wonder what it would be like to sleep with her, if it would be as shocking as she claimed. However, you were incredibly awkward and didn't exactly have the courage to out right ask. You waited and waited, trying to find the perfect moment to pop the question.

Sitting at Neon's desk you worked on some sketch while she sat back in bed. Deciding to try to be subtle and not just ask her to fuck outright you looked over to her. "Neon would you be surprised if i said i was okay with being shocked a little bit if it meant touching more?" The question sounded innocent and well it kind of was, you really didn't mind a lil zap here or there.

"Uh," she said loudly, dragging the sound out much to your dismay. "I would still feel bad if i shocked you, maybe we can start small and work our way up?" That was a decent suggestion, the only downside would be waiting even longer to sleep with her which you didn't mind but you did want to make your wants clear to her.

"Okay that sounds fine, i would like to get started on that right away though." You went to turn around but were stopped by a sudden question from your lover. "Why? if there something you want specifically or?"

You had a feeling she may have been on to you. Swallowing the lump in your throat you decided to respond as honestly as possible, "Well yes, i guess, i kind of want to be more intimate with you eventually if you know what i mean."

With a nod the only response you got was, "Oh, okay cool me too, we can work on that". You were very fortunate your partner was over all very chill about everything and had such a lax attitude.

To say Reyna was affectionate was an understatement, to say she was a massive tease was a very accurate one. She knew how awkward you were, how utterly shy you got when it came to sexual things, and the woman loved to poke at it. Often her teasing end with you being a red mess, hiding your face in her chest or under a blanket, but not today. Today you decided to be bold when your partner started her usual teasing, taking her up on her playful offers. "Oh my darling i could just eat you up," She teased from beside you in bed, stroking your side lovingly. "All laid out and adorable" "Well why don't you then," you had your face half buried in a pillow and your voice cracked mid way through but you accomplished you mission, your heart pounding at your victory. Reyna titled her head at you, obviously caught of guard by the sudden response. Before you new it she had pounced, fully ready to do exactly as she said she would.

Skye was incredibly upfront and blunt about near everything which made it very had to work up the courage to ask her to have sex with you. The two of you had been together for a while and she had mentioned it but had never really out right asked you, which made this all the more difficult. On top of that she was a very busy woman who couldn't stay in one place very long, reducing your total chances to even ask by a lot.

Having the sudden courage, or maybe it was the fact you were too tired from working out to feel your anxiety building yet, you thought to just ask her now and get it over with.

"Skye would you like to sleep together?" the wording wasn't your best, you were also very breathless so that just made it worse.

The woman just looked at you for a moment, her expression caught between confusion and looking at you like you just asked a dumb question. Slowly she responded, "Um I don't think right here is really a good place or time love?" Looking down you cursed out your self and let out a shaky sigh, "I-i didn't mean right here i've been trying to ask sorry I'm tired." You were wrapped up in a hug as she softly laughed in relief, "Okay then how about we get cleaned up, hydrate and eat then get to business yeah?" You gave her an enthusiastic nod and started your walk back to the base, slightly more excited for Skye's cooking and resting more than anything else.

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THESE R SO SAD AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

TWO WORLDS APART.

description. after a failed mission on Earth-1 you disappear and is quickly presumed dead, a few months later after the official announcement of your assumed passing they see you between their omega earth versions

pairings. viper, neon, sage, jett, killjoy, reyna + f! reader

warnings. mention of death, character death, mourning, grief, self-destructive behavior,

moss' notes. moss was trying to go for something like the ‘five stages of grief’

—𝐕𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑 ; anger

sabine’s anger was aimed at everyone because everyone was at fault, they didn’t stop you, nobody was with you to provide back up, . her neatly organized and perfect suit in her eyes turned into a mess, even though everything was the same. nothing was in place; nothing was in harmony with one another and soon she turned it into the clutter everyone could see. that few pieces of your clothes, a book you read, pencils, and pictures of the two of you together were damaged by the fury of the scientist. soon all that anger turns into guilt and that guilt turns into more anger as she goes by with her days.

“it’s all of your fault, thinking it was a great idea to send her in there, to leave her alone and to take your sweet time to arrive to where she was! you all should be ashamed of yourself and think about what kind of ‘hero’ you all call yourselves.”

—𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐍 ; denial

maybe it’s her young age or just that after all that happened tala is once again in denial about your death, always reminding everyone at the protocol that if they were able to see your omega-self, there is a possibility that you are still alive somewhere. that given that the two-worlds mirror each other one way or another it only proves that you are somewhere out there. as worrying as it sounds, denial stays with tala for a long time, years could go by, and she would still be waiting for you to walk inside the protocol perfectly fine.

“it is not crazy to think that she is out there, in fact it’s genius! we might not know a lot about that other earth but what we do know they mirror each other! she is alive, we should be out there looking!”

—𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 ; bargaining

ying wei is going over every single event that happened during the mission, from the first time she heard your voice in the earpiece, seen you leap forward to take your position, the last time she heard and soon found herself creating a lot of “what if” and “if only”. she finds herself asking a higher power, the spirit world for answers, a way to go back in time and do it right- it eats her up, guilt settling in the more time she spent thinking about it. if she wasn't already sleep deprived, she definitely was now.

“rest? no, i got some you don't have to worry about me. i lost track a couple of times when I was going over… some stuff. i'll be fine, don't worry."

—𝐉𝐄𝐓𝐓 ; denial

sunwoo is pretending, denying that your loss ever happened and constantly reminds herself that you are not gone, you’ll come around the corner any second. she was pacing back and forth in your room, telling brimstone that he would have packed up your room and took it to storage if he really believed you were dead. something in her told her she wasn’t rational to wait for she went numb shortly after lying to herself wasn’t suppressing her feelings any longer, the child-like radiant turning into a picture of a cold, uncaring, and quiet person. think like viper but constantly picking a fight instead of avoiding them.

“can't we all just agree that none of what you all claim makes sense? she is not dead and you don't realize it but you think so too. either get out of my hair or start helping me find her."

—𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐉𝐎𝐘 ; bargaining

klara closes herself in her workshop, keep trying and trying, searching for an answer to the “what if it they were faulty? what if they were just a little bit better? were they malfunctioning?”, face buried deep in her blueprints. she took apart every single one of her invention, even the ones she hasn’t used on that specific date because if only she had put more effort into her invention, you wouldn’t be gone. during her investigation she offers herself to that someone above all else to take your place, that if it brings you back it can take her instead.

“I don’t need to take a break, I have to find what is wrong with my bots. god, if any of you knew what I was talking about! they were malfunctioning, only if i knew for what reason…"

—𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐍𝐀 ; anger

zyanya blamed you and only you for what happened that day, if you haven’t been so hot-headed and got in the middle of things alone you would be here. although she wouldn’t aim her anger at anyone at the protocol, she would be breaking things, inanimate objects that either had something that reminded her of you or was just the closest to put the blame on and get her anger out on. she didn’t have the slightest remorse when she destroyed anyone’s personal belongings. it would take her anger some time to quiet down and the never-ending loop of being happy to remember the time she got with you and just breaking down over your loss.

“it was her fault, the mistake she made was running into the middle of the fight and not away from it. it was selfish and look where that got her! i wouldn't even risk going back in time if i had the chance, she got what she deserved…"

#viper x reader #sage x reader #neon x reader #killjoy x reader #valorant x reader #jett x reader #reyna x reader #valorant #cw death

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Neon x Injured! Reader - Blame

The rhythmic sound of the heart monitor was the only sound that was audible in the room. Neon's eyes darted from the screen of the heart monitor, anxiously watching for any drastic change in your heart rate. Luckily, there was none.

Sighing, she looked back to you, seeing that you were still unconscious, but still breathing, with the condensation on the inside of your oxygen mask being a testimony of your still-working lungs.

Then she looked at her hands, and memories of the recent mission played through her head. The mission had gone awry, and it was her fault. There was a moment of anger, and then a moment of rage, and once everything had been said and done, shock and remorse were all she felt now.

She balled her hands, tears welling in her eyes as she grit her teeth together. She wanted to scream, to yell, to be angry at herself for hurting you, but her emotions all came to a stop when she heard a soft, near inaudible groan.

She looked up, and she saw your eyes open slightly. "Y/N?" She called out, suppressing her excitement and anxiety as you woke up, remembering Sage's advice to not be too loud when you finally rose from unconsciousness. You weakly turned to Neon, and Neon could see the corners of your lips curl up into a small smile.

"Neon," you greeted, holding an open palm out for Neon to take. Neon didn't take your hand, instead leaning in closer. "Are you okay?" She asked worriedly. "You took a big hit just now." Your brows furrowed for a moment as you struggled to recall what had happened during the mission. Then you realised how you ended up in your current condition.

"I'm fine." You said, seeing the look on Neon's face. The look not only showed her concern for your physical health, but her insecurity and remorse for your condition. However, your words and smile did nothing to quell her worries, however, and she bowed her head.

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" You asked, straining slightly as you tried to sit up. Neon noticed your attempt, and hurriedly got you to a comfortable sitting position. Once you were comfortable and safe, she replied to your question.

"For what I did. I lost control, and now I got you in here." She said apologetically. "I should have stayed back, but I didn't. And you paid the price for my—"

"Stop talking."

Neon looked up at you in surprise. "What?" She asked, not believing her ears.

"Stop talking. If all you're going to do is blame yourself for what happened to me, then I don't want to hear it." You said, the tone of your voice turning from tender to stern, like Sage lecturing Phoenix, Jett, or Yoru. Or all three. "You couldn't have known about the Omega agents waiting on the other side."

Neon blinked a few times at you, wondering if the blood loss was getting to you. "But—"

"No." You sighed, knowing that what you were saying probably was not making any sense at the moment. But you just hated seeing Neon in distress. "Just... just don't blame yourself, okay? It was my fault for not being on guard."

Neon looked like she was about to argue some more, but you reached over and took her hand in yours, your strength slowly coming back to you. "I... know this sounds weird, but just hold me, will you?"

Neon was confused, but she leaned in, resting her head on your chest, and with that, the room fell silent again, with the both of you just enjoying each other's company and warmth.

As Neon let herself lay into you, an unfamiliar warmth blossomed in her chest and stomach. She didn't know what this feeling was, but she liked it.

It wasn't long before her feelings of self-doubt and guilt were washed away, replaced by the comfort and affection that you gave to her.

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AWWWWWWWW

你要杀Omen关我Owen什么事

#VALORANT #VALORANTart #ISO #Omen

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SHE DID SEND FLOWERS!!!!!💐✨

they are so obsessed with each other i cANNOT-

!!!!!!!!!

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chamber gyat sighting

I’ve really grown fond of two men with glasses..particularly these two… 😌

Also my headcanon: Chamber is shorter than Welt and they would exchange weapons if they met just to try out

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THIS IS SO ADORABLE

👁️|||👁️

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babe wake up fadeslover just posted🔥🔥🔥

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Day 1: Written Love

Neon x F! Reader Set Pre-Valorant; You get an anonymous love letter. Curious about who gave it, you investigate with the help of your best friend, Tala. The two of you figure out more things about this poem that surrounds your days and nights. Pride 2023 Masterlist

Walking through the school hall with books in your hand, you hear constant offers from guys willing to carry the heavy things. You kindly said no, of course. It’s not like you were allergic to guys, but you’d rather avoid the never-ending rumors and whispers about it. You admit- you were a good-looking girl which brings you into a situation where it was sort of unfortunate for you.

You put down the books with a sigh. “Tala, did you do the homework?”

“Homework? Gago, we had homework?” She got frantic as she brings out the lollipop out of her mouth. You shook your head, sitting beside her to help her with the task at hand.

“Where’d you come from? I was looking for you after class,” She asked, a paper and pen in each hand. You offered your homework for her to copy and she gladly took it with no doubt. You smiled at her while her eyes were traveling from one paper to another.

“I was getting things from my locker, sorry.”

As you were checking out your books, you noticed a piece of paper in between them. It wasn’t a familiar one, you thought. Taking it out from the stack, you looked at what’s written in it.

To my beloved Note my yearning for you will stay Vow, I shall to you

“What do you think?” You look at Neon who had a questioning look.

“Seems legit,” You compare the two papers and see if there were any mistakes that Tala had written on “her” homework. You shook your head as you see nothing wrong and gave her a thumbs up to assure her that the copied paper is safe.

Thinking she would be happy and relieved, Tala was not. Somehow you sensed that something was bugging her, but you didn’t push it. Maybe it was because of academics? Personal life? You didn’t want to pester so you kept to yourself.

You got home and freshened up. With a plan to study, you grabbed your bag to look for your stuff. Inside was the paper you read earlier. Reading it again made you scoff and put the so-called love letter away.

Going on with the rest of your day has you frustrated. Not because of the hot weather, but because of those damn words. Yearn for you will stay? Why was it on your mind during dinner? And why is the only thing you’re thinking about at night?

“What happened to you?” Tala asked when she saw you. You grumble, feeling sleep overcome you.

“Don’t talk about it,” You stayed up most of the night, just thinking about the written paper. It has kept you wondering on who would write it. With every toss and turn in bed, you guessed who could do such a thing. Maybe it was a classmate? Or a senior?

You got up, eyes wide as you thought of a brilliant idea.

“Tala. I have an idea,” You say after you grasped her hands. “Yesterday, a letter was in my locker. There was no signed name, so you have to help me find out who it is.”

A raised brow from Tala while she asked, “Letter? Can I see it?”

You turned to your bag and find the paper that had the 3 lines of affection for you. Tala’s idea was to compare the handwriting on the paper to the rest of your classmates. Of all 40 students in the room, someone had to have similar penmanship, right?

Everyone had different handwritings, even the girls. You even thought one of your classmates was writing in cursive, but no it was just a mess. 

You sigh as you accept your fate. Looking at the paper, you notice the way each letter was written. Then it hit you– the letter T was familiar. You bring the paper closer to your eyes while you think of where it came from. 

“This T, I’ve seen it somewhere before,” You pass the paper to Tala who was beside you. Come to think of it, the whole time you guys were investigating, she was silent the whole time. Looking at Tala whose eyes were on the paper, you notice her ears went red. The silent looks, cheeks going red, you put the pieces together when it hit you.

“Did you write this?”

Looking down, Tala avoided your gaze. It made sense. After all this time, it was her. You slowly reach out, but deep down something was stopping you. You felt something in the pit of your stomach that told you to not take a step further. It hurt you and made your chest heavy. You could feel the corners of your lips going down as tears started to swell up in your eyes.

Tala looked at you. “Uy, don’t cry. Someone’s confessing to you and you’re crying? Shouldn’t it be the one who got rejected?” Apparently, tears were also falling from Tala’s eyes.

“Stupid, who says I’m rejecting you?”

“Ha?”

“I don’t know, I never thought of it. But I’m not rejecting you, Tala. I love you. We’ve been friends for so long, I just haven’t thought of… What’s beyond friendship.” The two of you went silent for a while. You could hear Tala sniffing while she wiped her tears away. She reached in her pocket and took out a piece of clothing to offer to you. It was moments like these that made you think about your whole relationship. Tala always put your needs before hers. You never thought it was out of her affection for you.

“What does this mean for us?” You could feel Tala’s stare while you fidget with the handkerchief. The weather was hot and this confession from your best friend made the atmosphere even thicker. With a deep breath, you turn to look at her.

Tala had the prettiest eyes. She has a twin sister that had similar features sure, but Tala had the kind of eyes you want to get lost in. You could stare at them forever. These thoughts made you sure of one thing.

“I accept your confession. I’m not sure how to go on with this, so I just want to take it slow. If that’s okay with you,” You put on a small smile. While Tala had the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on her. She hugs you as you take in the momen. Her face was buried in your neck and you hugged her back just as tight.

Alas, the time to go home was here. You got your things before Tala took your hand and kissed it. You snicker at your friend, now girlfriend’s attempt at romance. You thought of doing the same, so you tip toed and pecked her lips. Letting go of her hand, you sprint as your laughter erupted the place.

“Uy, that’s cheating!”