#chamber x you

[potential-fool]

Im having some serious simp hours so I am requesting a request

Valorant, Yoru, Chamber, Sova, reader who is absolutely in love with their voice. Could listen to them 10/10 all day every day! And dirty talk? Would do anything they ask ngl

Bonus points for mixing english and their native tongue

P.S. pls tag me or ill never find this amazing post T_T i beg thee

@squiddaloo

A/N: Omg this literally this. I like the way you think >:) I will be using google translate for some of the other languages so uh... apologies to any native speakers. ;-; also omg I was writing this and all I could think of was the song "Maria" from West Side Story ifykyk and final note, I ended up doing this in a fade tp black style since you didn't specify whether you wanted it to be smutty or not <3

Tags: Established relationship, GN reader, dirty talk, suggestive talking, denial, hurt comfort

The Sound of Your Voice: Valorant x Reader

Yoru [Ryu Kiritani]

He's a simp, an egotistical one though he refuses to admit he's a simp

your voice though? Oh boy, that's when all bets are off

He wants to be the only one allowed to hear your voice

The two of you were out in the living area of the Valorant Protocol, you were leaned up against your boyfriend, it was a quiet day, a little blessing in disguise as most days were long and hectic. Today though, today was quiet, peaceful.

You hummed a small song, the gentle notes in your throat growing into soft lyrics that escaped your lips. You were too distracted by the lyrics to notice that Ryu had opened a gate in the direction of your shared room.

"あなたはとても美しいですね..." [You sound so beautiful]

You paused for a moment, looking up in the direction of your loved one.

"Ryuuuu you know I don't know what you're sayin'"

You huffed, making a pouty expression that melted away as he grabbed hold of you, taking you through the rift and pushing you onto the bed.

"You sound so beautiful my love~"

Yoru cooed in your ear, his voice dropping and making you feel all sorts of things.

"I bet you'd sound even better moaning my name~ 私の愛 ~" [My love]

You two had a fun night.

Chamber [Vincent Fabron]

This man. THIS MAN.

He will absolutely mess with you anywhere and everywhere

One of his favorite things about you is that small flustered sound you make whenever he teases you

That hitch in your breath? He LIVES for that shit

You and Chamber were under cover at a party, a masquerade to be specific. Entering the room shining with light you were on his arm, the place seemed to sparkle, the shining crystal chandeliers refracting the warm light onto the dance floor. You could see people eloquently swaying to the beat with their partner; the orchestra playing a tune you recognized as one you'd made the effort to learn, it is--partially--in Chamber's native language after all.

You looked up at him and god he was breathtaking, the perfectly tailored waistcoat was white with those beautiful magenta and gold accents. He Really did fit in with this high society stuff.

"Care of a dance mon cheri~?"

You extended a hand to him, bowing and flexing your knowledge of his language.

"Anything for you mon amor~"

He cooed, quietly aweing at your silky voice as he took your hand and stepped onto the dance floor, folding yourself into the others who were dancing. The singer on the mic let her voice fly through the space, catching the eye of your partner as the two of you glided across the floor.

"Hold me close and hold me fast The magic spell you cast This is la vie en rose~"

Your voice was a silky hum in his ears and god Chamber just melted, pulling you close and holding your waist gingerly as he let the song you sang ripple through him.

"My My~ mon cœur~"

He gave your hips a teasing squeeze, causing your breath to hitch just enough for Chamber to hear.

"Vince- Chamber-"

You were breathless, almost forgetting to use his call sign, you were on a mission after all

"Use your words mon amor~ You know how I love hearing you~"

Chamber teased you, though before you could react the song you danced to drew to a close and Vincent smiled, leaving you high and dry as he said:

"We're on a mission mon cheri~ We can finish this if you do a good job for me~"

Sova [Alexander (Sasha) Novikov]

Sova being the soft spoken man he is will happily let you fill any silence with your voice

While he may have grown to enjoy silence you were the exception, silence with you was like an unfinished song

Hearing you go on and on, he could listen to it for hours

You'd had a rough day, coming back from a particularly difficult mission. Difficult, though you found victory. You were exhausted, the moment you stepped off the carrier you went to go find your love; Sova.

You found success in your objective as you knocked on his bedroom door, it opened and he smiled a soft smile upon seeing you. His hair was a little frizzy and he was wearing a t-shirt and grey sweats. Reading your tired expression he pulled you close, rubbing your back and keeping you close.

"Care to shower with me милый?" (Darling)

You gave a small nod, and he guided you into the bathroom off to the side of his bedroom, you were eager to get out of your sweat and dirt covered clothes.

The two of you found yourself holding each other naked in the shower. This wasn't a lust filled event, rather one driven by love and care for the other. Sasha grabbed the soft sponge and rubbed it gently along your back, the newly formed bruises on you aching a bit, causing you to give a soft groan of pain.

"Apologies моя любовь" (my love)

You looked up at him, shaking your head softly

"It's alright Sasha... just hurts a bit.."

Sasha could tell that it wasn't just physical hurt, after all, Sage may have healed physical wounds but she couldn't heal mental wounds.

"Want to tell me about it when we get into bed?"

He asked, inviting you to speak your strife. To this you nodded, accepting his invitation, endlessly grateful one was extended to begin with. You honestly didn't know how he put up with you.

After you showered you pulled on one of Sasha's t-shirts and some panties before crawling into bed with your loved one. The moment of silence was broken by you beginning to speak to what was bothering you.

"...I just.. when does it end?... I'm so tired all the time, tired of fighting, I just want us to be normal. Is that so hard to ask?"

Your voice began to break, tears pricking your eyes and a empathetic look was in your boyfriends eyes.

"Oh my love... It's gonna get worse before it gets better.. and when this is all said and done, I swear to you we will have the life of your dreams..."

His voice trailed off, allowing room for your quiet sobs to fill the room, you cried for a good ten minutes before Sasha broke the silence.

"Rest now my dove.. I love to hear your voice, but not like this, don't waste your energy on tears. Rest, so you may be strong again tomorrow."

You sniffled, your tears beginning to dry as you nestled your head under his chin. A small 'I love you..' could be made out from the murmurs that escaped you.

#valorant fluff #valorant fic #valorant #valorant x reader #valorant sova #valorant fanfiction #valorant chamber #valorant yoru #valorant x you #valorant x y/n #sova x you #sova x reader #valorant sova x reader #chamber x you #chamber x reader #valorant chamber x reader #yoru x reader #yoru x you #valorant yoru x reader

[froggibus]

omg what abt valorant sova/chamber watching their s/o get killed by their mirror counterparts 🤭🤭

The Wrong Reflection - ft Cypher, Chamber, Sova & Phoenix

Includes: Cypher, Chamber, Sova and Phoenix

Genre: angst, hurt/comfort

Summary: you encounter your boyfriend's mirror counterpart and realize all too late what's about to happen, and all he can do is watch

CW: violence, major character death, stabbing, shooting, degrading?, lots of angst, major injuries, near death experience, resurrection, hurt/comfort, some fluff at the end?, fainting

so this isn't *quite* what you asked for but i really loved this idea and wanted to make it a little less angsty so here we are lol...also this is my first time writing about Sova, Chamber & Phoenix so if they're a little OOC or there's timeline issues thats why

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Cypher:

Though everyone at Valorant had been warned about the evil doppelgangers that seemed to look and sound exactly like your closest comrades, hearing about it just wasn’t the same as seeing it. No matter how many times the other agents testified to you that it was the truth and swore up and down that there were “two Phoenix’s”, you just couldn’t wrap your head around it.

Until now, of course. Sent on a mission with Cypher and Jett, separated when a grenade went off and forced to hide in an alleyway until the smoke cleared, you didn’t think the day could get much worse. Then you saw your boyfriend’s hat through the smoke and went to pursue him, only for him to spin around and shove a dagger just below your ribs.

You flinch and lurch forward, just barely able to catch yourself before going toppling over. He yanks the dagger from your side, and just as you’re about to ask ‘why’, blood bubbles over your lips. You blink a few times, head spinning from both the pain and blood loss. 

Why would he…

And then you remember. You remember the warnings from Brimstone and the stories from Phoenix. This wasn’t your boyfriend at all. This must have been the mirror counterpart they told you about. 

Worst yet, your real boyfriend was nowhere to be found and you’re losing blood fast. It’ll be a miracle if you can even crawl, let alone fight. 

Somehow, you manage to get to your knees and pull out the small pistol you had tucked into your waistband. You brandish the weapon threateningly, swinging it around in a warning. The doppelganger doesn’t seem to care, though. 

You squeeze the trigger.

Cypher is frantic. He’s tearing through the streets, desperately searching for you. He didn’t want to be separated, but there was no other choice. The camera he had placed where you had first been was shrouded in smoke, smoke that was clearing way too slowly for his taste.

How long has it been since your comms went dead? Five minutes? Ten? He shakes his head. He can’t worry about that now. You have to be okay. You can’t die on him now.

He checks his camera one more time, leaning his back on a brick wall in a futile attempt to catch his breath. When the familiar screen loads, he’s relieved to see the smoke finally cleared enough to grant him sights on the streets below. 

The relief lasts only a second.

You’re on your knees, blood pooling down your side and forming a dark puddle on the scorched pavement. And standing in front of you is him. His heart sinks. He doesn’t need audio to know what must have happened. You must have mistaken the counterpart for him, and paid the cost.

Not you, he thinks. Anyone but you. Before he knows it, he’s tearing away from the wall, sprinting as fast as his legs can carry him back to where you were. He’s only seconds away, but he doesn’t even know if he’ll make it in time. He turns the corner just in time to hear the gunshot.

He flinches, heels skidding to a halt. You collapse to the ground face first in a pool of your own blood. His doppelganger is nowhere to be seen. His heart is racing so fast it's painful. Everything seems surreal. This can’t be happening, not to him, not again. 

His only solace is the slight twitch of your body, a miniscule sign of life.

He rushes forwards, dropping onto the pavement and sliding to you. He ignores the burning in his knees, the strain on his lungs. All he cares about is your collapsed form on the ground.

He flips you over, examining every inch of your body. He squints. There’s no bullet wounds, no signs of being shot. There’s only a gash just below your ribs, and that's clearly the source of the blood.

But hadn’t he heard a gunshot?

He looks at the small pistol laying on the ground next to you, the barrel still warm. There’s a bullet hole in the wall in front of you, and he almost sobs in relief. You didn’t get shot. You shot back.

He squeezes your body to his, so happy he almost forgets you’re bleeding out. It’s only when he feels your warm blood staining his clothes and hands that he remembers. 

“I’ve got you, little one,” he murmurs, scooping you up into his arms. “I promise.”

You’re not going to die on him today, he thinks. You’re coming back to him, no matter what.

—

You wake up in your own bed. It takes you a while to realize where you are, your eyes barely able to focus and your head pounding. You inch your way towards sitting up, your side burning the whole time.

What happened? You blink, trying to force yourself into remembering. You had been on a mission, right? With Amir.

Oh, you realize, memories coming back. He was there, but so was his mirror counterpart. And he had stabbed you. That’s why your side hurts. 

Still, it doesn’t explain how you got back, or how you’re even alive.

The door bursts open, and Cypher is standing there panting. “Y-you’re awake!” 

You’re beyond asking how he knows, assuming he put a camera in your room the minute you got back. You just nod, taking in his disheveled state.

“I was so worried,” he closes the door softly, coming down to sit in front of you. “You were…you almost—” he sighs “—are you sore? Can I hold you?”

“Yeah,” you say, your voice so hoarse you barely recognize it.

He wastes no time in wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling his head into your shoulder. “Don’t ever leave me again,” he mumbles into your neck, hot breath fanning over your shoulder, “please. I can’t lose you.”

Chamber:

Chamber had never once been worried about his counterpart. After all, they shared a common goal, and he assumed his counterpart had the same soft spot for you that he did.

He assumed wrong.

It was a month ago when you went on a mission together. A month since you followed the wrong Vincent, and a month since he almost killed you. Had your real boyfriend not been there, you would be toast by now. 

That incident was almost enough to make him reconsider his partnership with his mirror self. Almost. Still, he swore if he ended up in that situation again, he would protect you. That wannabe wouldn’t lay his damn hands on you again.

Now, stepping off the jet with him, you’re not worried. You know better now, and you and Chamber had also come up with a codeword only he would know to distinguish the two.

“Just stay by my side, okay?” He cautions, overprotective as always, “if we stick together, he won’t get the chance.”

You nod, letting him lead you across the abandoned pier. You duck behind storage boxes and abandoned machinery, Vincent trying to find the place where they’re going to plant the bomb. 

There’s a slight clicking behind you, ever so slight, like the scraping of footsteps on gravel. You turn your head for a second, see nothing, and turn back to see your boyfriend staring at you.

“What is it?” You ask, “did you find it?”

He shakes his head, “we already passed it. We have to go back a ways.” You nod in agreement, letting him lead the way. He leads you back the way you came, around a corner and to a deserted place in the docks. The surface is incredibly damp and uneven. You can’t see how they could ever plant a bomb here.

“Are you sure? It looks—”

You’re cut off by him pulling out his pistol and shooting you through the shoulder. The force of the shot is enough to knock you onto your ass, the pressure from the bullet making you scream in pain.

No, you think. This can’t be. You took your eyes off of him for one second, not even. How had he replaced your Chamber? How did your Chamber not notice you missing or—had he done something to him? “How?” You wheeze, applying pressure to your shoulder.

A smirk finds its way to his face.

—

Chamber expects you to be behind him when he runs from the storage box you’re currently behind to another. He’s so sure you’re going to follow him that he doesn’t even turn around. He’s so focused on finding where they’re going to plant that he doesn’t even realize your body heat isn’t behind him. 

To him, nothing seems wrong until he hears the sound of a gun go off. Not just any gun, his pistol. He whips around, expecting you to be there. His heart drops when you’re not. 

How had he tricked you? Did you run off? He shakes his head. You weren’t stupid, he was just too smart for his own good. But if he’s hurt you or worse, Chamber can only imagine the ways he’ll torture his mirror self.

He sprints back to where you were before, desperately looking for any evidence of you or where you could have gone. He tries to think like himself, tries to think of what he would do if he was trying to lure you to an early grave.

But he can’t. He would never hurt you, he would never think to even try. Time is running out, he knows it. If you’re not already dead, you will be in seconds. He slams his fist against the steel of the crate, the pounding echoing throughout the pier. 

He freezes. An echo. That’s right, for the sound to carry where he was, it had to have echoed off the boxes. So, he just has to follow them and find you, right?

He takes off quick as lightning, climbing the crate and leaping across the tops for a better vantage point.  Come on, y/n, he sighs. You can’t die on him like this. You can’t die because of him. 

He’s done a lot of bad things in his life, but he can’t possibly see what he’s done to deserve this. He can’t possibly see what higher power is cruel enough to take you from him.

He’s going fast, faster than he’s gone in his entire life. All he needs is to reach you, to save you, to do his job as your damn boyfriend and protect you. 

He hears a whimper and skids to a halt. There, just below him. You’re laying on the ground, blood pooling around your head. His other self is crouched above you laughing, dragging his pistol across your body.

He’s taunting you, he realizes.

That’s fine. If he wants to play, Chamber will play. His mirror self doesn’t see him coming, doesn’t see his sniper rifle being pulled out. Chamber takes a deep breath, steadying the scope like he’s done a million other times in his life. 

Just as he takes the shot, so does his doppelganger. The bullet rips through your chest, your body seizing once before going limp. The other bullet tears through the skull of his doppelganger and sends him toppling to the ground. 

Chamber hops down, rushing to your side. The blood is pouring out now, and though he’s seen countless people die, it's different when it's the love of his life. Your face and hair are coated in your blood. He hates the way it gets on his hands and covers his sleeves when he tries to apply pressure to the wound.

Your heart is beating, just barely. His mirror self must have missed but…he shakes the thought away. He needs to focus on you now. You can’t die on him, not now. Still, his own hopes don’t change the way your heart rate is slowing down more and more by the second.

He’s out of time.

—

You wake up in a flash of blue light. You have to blink a few times to focus, but the energy coursing through your veins is so intense it's like your senses have been dialed up to 11. Sage is standing in front of you, looking at you in concern. Her eyes are slightly puffy.

Next to her, his head hanging low, is Chamber. Your eyes shoot wide as you remember what happened, and start to register what's going on. He had killed you. Well, not him, but his other self. You died and—and Sage resurrected you.

The energy starts to leave and your strength wanes. You pitch forwards, expecting to hit the floor, but Chamber catches you before that can happen. He’s holding you gently but securely, strong arms unrelenting. 

“Mon chérie,” he sighs into your hair. “I can’t bear to part with you again.”

Sova:

It’s white as far as you can see across the horizon, snow blotting out everything in your path. You’re already nervous—this is a big mission, after all—but the snow just makes you feel even more uneasy. 

Your boyfriend grabs your shoulder reassuringly. “We get in, we get out.” 

You nod at him but your nerves are still on fire. Brim got wind of someone planning on bombing a safe house, and sent you and Sova to go investigate. 

It made sense why your boyfriend would be sent—he practically breathed cold air—but you? You despised the cold. Yet, they were unrelenting in their decision and no matter how many times your boyfriend assured you that you would be fine, you weren’t convinced. 

“Cover your footsteps,” you remind him. “They’re easier to track in the snow.”

He sighs, “angel, there’s nothing out there to hurt you. I’ll protect you.”

It warms your chest slightly to hear him say those words. Only for a second, though, until you make a wrong step into a snowbank and you’re sent tumbling away from him.

You roll to your feet, covered in snow and glaring. You look up to where you were, but your boyfriend is nowhere in sight. 

“Sova?” You call. 

No answer. 

You turn around. Could he have gone a different way? Or did you fall so far that he’s out of sight?

“Sasha!”

You hear a noise behind you and whip around, drawing your weapon. There’s nothing there. “Sasha, please! I—“

“I’m here.”

You turn around, coming face to face with him. He has his head tilted at you curiously, using one hand to push your weapon down. 

You frown. Something seems off. How did he get down here so fast? And if he was here, why wasn’t he answering your calls? 

“Why didn’t you answer me? I was calling you.”

“Sorry,” he shrugs. “I came as fast as I could.”

“Right…let’s get back up, okay, we need to monitor the situation.”

You start hiking through the knee-deep snow, trying to get back to where you were. You pause about halfway up, though, when you realize you don’t hear footsteps behind you. 

You turn around, about to ask why he isn’t coming up with you. You face him, and just as you do, you hear another voice behind you, Sova’s voice, yell: “y/n look out!” 

It’s too late, though. 

The Sova you’re facing let’s an arrow fly loose and you have no time to dodge. It embeds itself into your chest with a seeing pain, and you fall backwards into the snow. Despite the cold, your whole body feels like it’s on fire now. 

Your breaths are shallow and ragged, your chest barely rising and falling with each one. 

Sova stares horrified, looking between you and his doppelgänger. 

As soon as he saw you fall through the snowbank, he was coming up with a plan to come and save you. To get a better look at his surroundings, he uses his Recon bolt. 

That’s when he sees two figures at the bottom of the snowbank. His blood runs cold (or colder than usual), and he’s sprinting towards you. Just when he can see the top of your head, you turn around. 

He gets closer and that’s when he sees someone that looks exactly like him. He tries to warn you, yelling your name, but all he succeeds in doing is distracting you. 

That’s when the other Sova lets an arrow fly at you. You have no time to move before it’s planting itself in your chest. 

Sova nocks an arrow and lets it fly, but all it does is wound his other self. The other Sova gives a half-hearted salute, and runs away. 

Sova runs to your body, the snow beneath you stained red. He checks your pulse, but there’s nothing there. He’s frantic, desperately pressing his head to your chest to hear your heart beating. 

Maybe it’s the cold. 

Hoping is all he can do. Hoping against all odds that the cold has slowed your pulse down enough to save your life, that that’s the reason you’re not breathing. 

He breaks the arrow, hands shaking when he realizes it’s one of his. He tosses the arrowhead to one side and the shaft to another, before lifting you as gently as he can. 

—

You come to in an infirmary bed. Starch white sheets pulled up over your chest. Your eyes adjust to the light and you see that you’re in the Valorant infirmary. 

You try to sit up but your chest burns and you’re left laying down in the bed. You turn your head to the side, just to see Sova laying there. 

His hair dangles in his face, tickling his nose. You smile softly and push it out of the way. He’s frowning in his sleep and dark circles sit under his eyes. 

You wonder how long it’s been since he slept. It was only in his nature to blame himself for something like this. You could only hope it wouldn’t change anything between the two of you. 

You stroke his head gently, flinching when a hand grabs yours. Sova is half awake now, looking at you through tired eyes. His hand is in yours, thumb rubbing circles over the back of your hand. 

“I didn’t mean to wake you,” you say softly. 

“No, no. I’m just—I’m glad you’re alright.”

“How long has it been?” You ask. 

He grabs your other hand in his, his need for contact practically insatiable. “A few days,” he admits. “I was worried you would never wake up…”

“Hey, I’m here,” you give a weak smile, “and I’m alright. But you, you look like hell.”

You slide over in bed as much as you can and pat the spot next to you. “Come rest with me.”

He reluctantly climbs in bed next to you, wrapping his arms around you carefully. He nuzzled his head into your shoulder and kisses it softly. 

The two of you stay like that until he falls asleep. 

Phoenix:

Phoenix was the first to see his doppelgänger—and he would not shut up about it. Night in and night out, he would talk non stop about it. 

“He’s just as cool and as sexy as me—it’s like me, but evil!”

And you would roll your eyes at your boyfriend. “Sure he is, Jamie.”

You never pictured you would come face to face with him, so you never cared too much about your boyfriend’s words. 

Now, on a mission chasing your boyfriend's doppelgänger, you wish you had paid more attention. He really was identical to your Phoenix, and it only made it harder on you. 

You’re pushing yourself hard, harder than ever before, trying your best to catch him. He was faster than you and stronger, and way more agile. It made you wonder just how much he had been holding back on you in training. 

Your Phoenix is nowhere to be seen, too. You split up at the start of the mission and now he wasn’t answering his radio and you had no possible clue where he had gone. 

The Phoenix ahead of you disappears into a building, and despite your unease, you duck through the doorway and follow him. You follow him up the stairs and into a tiny, half-finished room. 

He smirks at you, eyes flickering with flames. “Wow, you really are almost as pretty as my y/n.” 

“It sucks you’re not nearly as hot as my Phoenix.” 

He rolls his eyes at that. You wonder what he’s doing, why he hasn’t attacked yet. Is he waiting for something? You can’t tell. 

You had no time to react when he raises his hands and the whole room erupts into flames. They’re scorching and they take the wood easily. The mirror Phoenix only gives you a half-hearted salute before leaving you to burn. 

You rip off your shirt, using it to cover your face from the smoke. You can’t possibly escape—the windows are barred and the door is blocked by the flames. You’re going to burn to death, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it. 

— 

Phoenix only realizes something is wrong when he sees a building up in flames. His comms broke as soon as he left and he had been searching for you ever since. 

When he sees the building, he just knows what must be going on. It only takes a matter of seconds to get inside the building and tear his way up the stairs to where the flames are beginning to spread. 

He sees you, limp in the corner with a shirt pressed over your face. He runs through the flames, the heat barely tickling his skin, and scoops you up into his arms. You’re alive—barely—but he knows running through the flames with you in his arms might do more damage than good. 

He can’t lose you, and staying here he’ll lose you for sure. He has to take the risk, but for the first time in his life, he hesitates. He would rather burn here with you than lose you. 

You start to come to while Phoenix carries you, coughing up blood and wheezing more than breathing. He rubs your back and tries to reassure you that everything will be okay, but he doesn’t know what he’s going to do. 

You’re awake, and that’s a good sign, but you need more medical attention than he can possibly give you in the field. He already called HQ but he has no idea when they’ll be here. 

He settles down on the ground near where the jet will pick you guys up, holding you firmly on his lap. He kisses your forehead, rubs your back and tries to keep you as calm as possible. 

You slump into him, arms lazily wrapped around his shoulders. His touch is reassuring but your skin still feels like it’s on fire and your lungs still ache from the smoke. 

You silently hope you make it through this because you know if you don’t, it’ll tear him apart. 

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[f6bron]

jealousy, jealousy.

pairing : chamber x gn!reader

notes : established relationship , insecure!reader ( poor baby... ) , fluff fluff fluff ofc >.<

As the discussions continued in the meeting room, Y/N's heart was heavy with a mixture of emotions. You tried your best to maintain your composure, but watching Chamber's playful and flirtatious interactions with the other agents was taking its toll on you. You knew it was all in good fun, just his way of charming his colleagues, but jealousy had a way of blinding reason.

You swallowed your pride, reminding yourself that this was just Chamber being himself, his usual playful self. Still, the sight of him., smiling and laughing with others, felt like a dagger in your heart. You anxiously tapped your right foot, your eyes never leaving his figure.

Only I deserve that kind of attention from him.

As Chamber's banter with other agents continued, you couldn't bear to watch any longer. Jealousy had taken hold of your rational mind, and you felt silly for letting it control your emotions. Abruptly, you stood and left the meeting room, ignoring the greetings and inquiring looks from the other agents. 

Without you knowing, your exit didn't go unnoticed.

Chamber noticed the annoyance etched on your face but had no inkling that it was a consequence of his actions. He assumed it was just work-related stress or perhaps a bad day, but that didn’t stop him from being worried about you. He excused himself from the ongoing conversations, offering polite nods and greetings as he walked toward your office.

Without bothering to knock, he entered your office and found you seated at your desk with your back to him. You appeared engrossed in your work, though Chamber could sense the tension in the room.

"Mon amour?" he inquired gently, his voice laced with concern.

You hummed in acknowledgment but didn't spare him a glance. Chamber quietly closed the door behind him, never taking his eyes off you. He felt a palpable unease in the room, a stark contrast to your usual interactions.

The silence weighed heavily upon the two of you, Chamber fiddled with his gloved hands, his gaze sweeping around your office as he desperately searched for a way to bridge the gap between you and him. The tension was thick, and the need to break it hung in the air.

Taking a deep breath, he finally found the courage to speak. "Sooo, what are you working on, my love?" he asked, his voice gentle and inquisitive.

"Just work.”

Ah, he hadn't expected such a… blunt answer so he was taken aback. 

"Ah, I-I see..."

As the silence stretched on, Chamber's discomfort grew. He was unused to this kind of interaction with you and the moody demeanour you were displaying. He couldn't help but wonder what he had done to warrant such treatment. Did he upset you? Or was it merely a bad day?

In an attempt to lighten the mood, he mustered a smile and tried to engage with you.

“Chérie, are you okay?" he asked with genuine concern, despite the feeling that your initial response was just a facade.

You nodded and forced a smile. "Yeah... it's just, work is stressing me out."

Chamber, however, wasn't entirely convinced. He could see through your words and the facade you were trying to maintain. He sighed softly, crossing his arms as he regarded you with a mixture of concern and affection. 

"Y/N, my love, are you sure?"

You hesitated for a moment before responding, "Y-yeah...! I'm fine, Vin. Don't worry."

Chamber remained silent for a moment, observing you closely. He had seen through your lies, and your forced smile didn't escape his notice. Something was amiss, and he couldn't help but feel that you were trying to deny him access to whatever was troubling you.

He let out a soft sigh, knowing this was going to be a difficult conversation. You had so many fears and insecurities built up inside you, and he knew that it was his turn to be the rock that steadied the ship.

This is not the first time.

One time, you accidentally broke one of his prototype equipment and you were trying to hide it from him so you could fix it. Unfortunately, the bandages on your fingers gave it away though you tried your best to hide it from Chamber. And it cost him multiple cuddle sessions and kisses just to assure you that everything is okay. 

“It’s only a prototype, mon ange, I can just buy a new one to replace it.”

“B-but–”

“Shh, my love, I’m not angry, I promise…” he said, tightening his embrace as he heard your muffled sniffles when you nuzzled on his chest, searching for comfort.

He uncrossed his arms and took a step closer, his concern deepening. "Y/N, you know you can talk to me. I'm here for you. Always."

You offered a nod and a more genuine smile this time. "I know, and I appreciate that, Vin. It's just a rough day, you know how it goes."

Chamber, however, didn't relent. He had always been adept at reading people, especially you. He stepped closer to you, his expression soft and caring. "Y/N, you can't fool me," he said gently. "I know something's bothering you, and I want to help. You don't have to face it alone."

He can’t stand watching you suffer in silence alone, knowing that he has the power to help you.

You sighed, your defenses slowly crumbling. "I just... It's not easy to talk about, Vin."

Chamber reached out and gently touched your soft cheeks, his calloused thumbs tracing a comforting pattern. "You don't have to tell me everything right now, but I'm here whenever you're ready."

Your eyes met his, and the vulnerability in your gaze was unmistakable. You had longed to share your unspeakable feelings with him, to let him into the depths of your heart. With a deep breath, you finally whispered, "I just got... jealous."

Chamber didn't react with surprise or judgement. Instead, he continued to hold her gaze, his touch warm and reassuring. "Jealous? Jealous of what, my love?"

Your voice quivered as you replied, "I was jealous of how you were with the other agents in the meeting.”

You took a pause, sighing, “ It's silly, I know… But I couldn't help it. I felt like I might lose you…"

Understanding washed over Chamber, and he pulled you into a tender embrace. "Oh, mon amour, you could never lose me. I'm yours, and you're mine. You mean the world to me, and nothing will change that."

You nestled into his embrace, your heart slowly finding solace in his words. "I just... I love you so much, Vin, and I couldn't bear the thought of losing what we have. I’m sorry…"

He shook his head, “Shh, no, my love. Don’t apologise, okay? This is my fault.”

Chamber held you close, gently stroking your hair as he whispered into your ear, "I love you too, mon ange. And I promise to be more mindful of your feelings. I don't want anything to come between us."

He showered you with soft kisses here and there, your soft cheeks in his warm palms. 

“Tu comprends, mon amour, hm? (Understand, my love, hm?) You and I know that our love is strong enough to conquer anything.” he said, holding his soft gaze on yours.

You giggled and nodded, leaning into his soft touch. Chamber smiled, seeing you happy gave him a sense of comfort that no one could ever provide.

Except you.

The embrace both of you shared lingered, and the office was filled with the warmth of your rekindled connection. The walls that had separated the two of you were breaking down, and the honesty you shared with him was mending the fractures in your relationship.

Chamber pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, sealing his promise with a gesture of love and reassurance. "We'll face whatever challenges come our way, together. Je promets, chérie… je promets (I promise, love…I promise)."

With his support, you felt a renewed sense of hope. The reconciliation had begun, and the love was stronger than ever. Even though jealousy had pushed both of you apart, it was honesty and understanding that would bring you and him back together. In each other's arms, both of you knew you could overcome any obstacle that came in the way. 

Chamber slightly pulled away, his arms still wrapped around your waist. He sighed, “I know I haven’t been taking care of you the way I should be…”

You tilted your head, confused by his statement. “W-what do you mean…? You’ve always been taking care of me—”

He put a finger on your pouting lips before you could say another word, “Shh, mon amour. What I’m trying to say is, I haven’t been spoiling you enough lately,”

Chamber smirked, as he caressed your soft lips with his fingertips. He gently scooped you up into his arms, carrying you as if you’re made of glass.

“and I’m going to show you how much I love you.”

(A/N): i want this french man… i want to do unspeakable stuff with this french man… i love this french man… with my whole heart…

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[wynvyuu]

hi there!! just came across your blog; was wondering if i could have first kisses between the reader + sova and chamber?? thanks so much!

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there's an implicit sense of trust between you and sova. above all else, beyond even the valorant protocol, between all the friends you've made here, you know sova has your back, and sova knows you have his.

in moments like these, where you're tracing the curve of his jaw with your eyes in between training simulations, with sweat soaking his brow, you can't help but wonder how your situation got to this point. it seems magical how you two grew so close. he was the first to greet you when you were a new agent. he was the first to train with you when you were struggling with a fraction of your toolset. he was the first to save you when you were stranded in the middle of enemy territory, struggling with a cracked rib and a bullet hole in your leg. somehow, the two of you meld together like matching puzzle pieces, as if you knew each other once before meeting in such clandestine circumstances. it's only now, in the deep haze of post-training clarity, that you realize you don't even know that much about him.

what's his favorite color? does he prefer dogs, cats, or another domestic animal? his favorite food? what were his parents like? how did he feel about his hometown?

he restrings his bow in front of you, a tiny smile on his face, and you realize that you desperately need to know the answers to these questions. not as a friend, though. above all these questions, you need to know only one thing: what do his lips feel like?

sitting on the same ledge in the vast training space, you impulsively lurch closer. sova turns to look at you just as you do, opening his mouth to say something, but abruptly pauses when you wordlessly steal the breath from his lips with your own.

it lasts only a moment, your hand over his. it's electric, like lightning through your body, but ends too quickly—you want to keep going, you know you do, but your mind bumps into your heart quite abruptly in the very middle of the whole affair. what are you even doing?

you pull away, scrambling back as if bitten. your eyes are wide, and sova's are too, mouth parted and breathing hard. this cannot be happening, you think to yourself. why did you do that?

"ah," you stammer, mind racing. "fuck. I’m so sorry. that was stupid of me, I should have asked or something, or I shouldn't have even done it! god, you probably don't even like—"

your breath leaves your lungs as sova's hand moves to your cheek, and his lips meet yours for a second time, this time initiated by him. you're tense for only a moment, and then the stiffness evaporates from your body as you melt into the kiss, grabbing onto his broad shoulders to stabilize yourself beneath his passion.

moments later, he slowly parts from you, though your lips hover close together for whole seconds in the aftermath, as if held in place by some threshold of intimacy. your warm breaths mingle with his in a tender waltz. and as you open your eyes and briefly glance into his eye, your forehead pressed close, you can't stifle the question on your tongue. "you... you were okay with it?"

he laughs. you can't help but smile. "more than okay," he returns, eyes warm. "I’ve wanted to do that for too long. I just didn't want to jeopardize our friendship."

it's your turn to laugh. "I was thinking the same thing, actually."

"well," sova murmurs, lurching closer with his fingertips brushing across your cheek, "now that there are no more misunderstandings..."

another kiss comes, then another, and another, and another, all the way up until training returns to both of your minds.

somehow, it’s become a ritual for you. every time chamber is to leave for an important mission, he ensures that he finds you moments before he leaves, and he asks for a good luck kiss. his track record has gone aptly defeated for months now.

it’s only ever playful, of course. your first month in the protocol was spent deftly dodging his attempts to take you out for dinner or drinks. not that you weren’t appreciative of the offers, nor were resolute in your decision to deny his offers. at another time, maybe you would have accepted it, but this is a battlefield, not a place for romantic dinner dates and candlelit flings. you were far too in your head to think of the offers as anything more than nuisances from a man you otherwise found charming and likable, if not quite full of himself.

chamber got the hint too, of course. he’s a gentleman in all regards. when it became clear he wasn’t getting through to you, he ceased his advances almost entirely. they remain only in this strange ritual, a joking reminder of that one time chamber asked you out every other day for an entire month. it’s usually accompanied by your shaking heads and chamber chuckling while snapping his fingers as if cursing his luck. then he leaves without consequence, up and away into the sky.

tonight, though, the protocol is up in arms. there’s something in the air—danger? fear? this mission is the most dangerous in weeks. next to no intel, an unknown amount of enemies, and a dangerous, irradiated environment. the agents going on this mission are only to get in and get out with enough intel to inform further actions, but nearly every member of the protocol is intimately aware of the fact that so many things can go wrong so quickly, and these mistakes could cost lives. standing in a small, darkened alcove nearby the lockers, you’ve watched friends hug each other and bid ‘good luck’ to each other for half an hour now. it’s only on the tail-end of this grim vigil that your favorite frenchman approaches you. this time, instead of a smile, he’s stoic. you know this to be a bad sign. you’re familiar enough with chamber at this point to know that if he’s not without his signature cocky smirk, something is terribly wrong.

“a good luck kiss for the road, mon ami?”

you gaze into his eyes. it occurs to you quite suddenly that this could be the last time you ever see his stupid face if things go wrong.

what is that adage? you miss all the shots you never take? you don’t want to live a life with any regrets. even if he never does come back, at least you could come back from the situation knowing that you cherished every small moment you had with him.

“I think you need every bit of luck you can get, so…”

chamber tilts his head to the side and quirks a brow. this is a break from tradition, a second away from the strict ritual he’s set, a ritual he had hoped would keep him stable in a situation such as this. he’s cocky and ambitious, certainly, but not even he can defend against the curling tendril of doubt that encompasses the entire protocol. however, as you lean forward and press a chaste kiss to the corner of his mouth, featherlight and terribly gentle, he suddenly feels invincible. it shows in how his stoic expression grows into the slightest hint of a smile as you pull away. as you fade from his warmth, he draws your hand into his own, and with the gentlest brush of his lips against the back of your palm, he smiles.

“I will ensure I do not squander it.”

before you can respond, he takes his leave. you’re left staring at his back, recalling how his lips felt against the back of your hand, how gently he held it, how firm stoicism melted away into tenderness as soon as he saw your face. and as he leaves, you’re left only with a terrible fluttering in your stomach.

you might actually be into him, after all these months. if there’s anything good about this mission, it’s that chamber’s time away will give you a few precious moments to sort out your newfound emotions.

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[l0serloki]

Good evening! How are youu? May i request a 'you fell first but they fell harder' cliche? With characters Yoru, Chamber, Reyna, Fade, or Cypher? Could be a headcannon or a drabble, i dont mind. Thank you!

In Love Agent HCs

(Chamber, Reyna, Fade, Cypher, Yoru)

CW : pet names, mentions of anxiety (Fade), nervousness

A/N : I don't know if I did this idea true justice. I tried my best and really liked writing these! Enjoy!

Chamber : 

This man is a walking contradiction

You had seen so many people hit on him! He would just scoff and say he was ‘incapable’ of that. He was too busy of a man.

That was, until you hit on him. He was shocked to say the least but wasn’t going to say no.. Your friendship was valuable! One date wouldn’t hurt..

Four dates later and he practically lives in your room. He puts his guns on your dresser and starts leaving his clothes everywhere. He may be clean but he wants to remind you that he belongs there!

Chamber will and DOES buy you anything. He comes home with nice shirts or special dinners just to treat you. He is head over heels

“Vincent, you did so well.. Looked amazing too!” You smiled at the man, admiring the hardwork. The mission had been hard but he had truly done wonderful, adding to one of the many reasons you liked him. 

His face had gone red, shying away at your comment. 

“You flatter me. You did exceptional too, Y/N.” The mans hand dusted your wrist, his lips forming a smirk. This had been unusual behavior considering how egotistical you had seen him before. Regardless, you melted into the touch and leaned up, kissing his cheek.

As you turned to walk away his hand pulled you back, murmuring -

“I hope you are not planning on leaving, mon chou?”

Reyna :

Miss “I don’t fall in love”… Yeah, okay.

You two had become friends quickly, her even mentioning how she thought she was unlovable. That’s why she used to only have one night stands. UNTIL you came along..

She is super nice and teases you on your crush! But she will be sure to make sure to know she reciprocates!

Expect nice dinners to wherever you want, movie nights in bed with beer/nice snacks, and cuddles! 

She just always wants to be around you and will do ALL the heavy lifting. She wouldn’t want her baby even more stressed <3 

You could only smile at the sight before you. Not even two weeks ago this woman had said she was ‘unworthy of love’. Yet, here she was, cuddling up to you like a puppy. You had liked her - who wouldn’t? She was strong, funny, and knew when to let loose. What you hadn’t expected was for her to be so clingy. When you finally asked her out it was like her whole demeanor changed.

You couldn’t say you didn’t enjoy it. Reyna had taken you around to fancy restaurants and nice parks! Even going on little shopping dates now and then. She was super caring and was always watching out for your safety. She was your little lovebug and you couldn’t get enough of it.

You leaned down to kiss her forehead, hearing her mumble out an ‘I love you’.

Fade :

You guys start out as friends.. Until she ignores you.

You don’t know what you possibly could’ve done wrong - you were getting close! 

You seek her out and she finally folds, picking at her hands. She will admit she likes you! It just may sound like gibberish. (She’s really nervous!)

You ask her out and her eyes go all wide, head nodding in agreement.

From then on out she acts like your personal bodyguard. She glares at the other agents and always has a hand on you. 

I feel like her love language is quality time and physical touch. She’s really touch starved so she loves the attention!

Overall, she loves you a lot. She may seem unapproachable but with you she’s a total teddy bear!

“Why have you been ignoring me?” You questioned as Fade looked around. She couldn’t meet your eyes, hands tweaking at her nails. You could feel the nervousness and just sighed, worried more for what she was going to tell you.

“Well, I-I.. You. Me. I.” She slapped a hand against her head, starting over again. 

“I like you!” The words rushed out, your brain lagging. 

Did she just say she liked you? Hadn’t you made it obvious how much you liked her? You just took her hand, kissing at it to ease her anxieties.

“I see. No need to worry, I like you too.” You gave her a small smile as she jumped into your embrace. Good luck getting her off of you now!

Cypher :

I feel like Cypher is always looking out for you. 

You notice whenever other agents tease you or mention you, he’s swooping in to help!

He noticed your prying eyes staring at him and he just acts oblivious.

He tells EVERYONE about his crush on you though. As much as he keeps secrets he can’t keep his emotions still.

Phoenix outs his little crush one night and you just grabbed his hand, saying you liked him too!

Cypher pulls you into a hug and whispers a huge “thank you”!

He will be there for you no matter what, even if it’s through his tech! 

“Cypher, remember when you couldn’t tell me you liked me?” You snorted as the man rolled his eyes. You always liked teasing him about it, finding it funny that he was so nervous.

“You act as if I am not always vying for your attention, my love.” He leans in to kiss you, arm wrapping around your waist. Your words were muffled against his lips, body warming at the moment. 

“You’re right. You are pretty down bad.” 

“I can’t believe you.”

Yoru :

This man is so confused when he starts getting feelings for you.

He doesn’t like you! He just gets sick a lot… that couldn’t be butterflies.

Yeah, well, it is. And he is DOWN BAD.

He offers to take you to his ramen place and even give you motorcycle trips. Of course, for no reason though.

You end up telling him you like him and this man turns RED.

“Well.. I guess I really like you too…”

I feel like he would get you both matching leather jackets for the motorcycle trips and save a bunch of photos for his collection.

Yoru and you stared down at the city, his hand rubbing circles into your flesh. It felt like just yesterday he had brought you here for the first time. You remembered the awkward denial of his crush, playing the patient game for him. It took him quite a while before he finally admitted to liking you, leading to you two finally becoming a couple. 

You couldn’t be more happy with how attentive your boyfriend was. Even while at the beginning of your relationship he had shown you so much care. You were surprised to see how much he had truly fallen for you. Not that you didn’t feel the same! It just warmed your heart knowing he would always want to share these moments with you.

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[rqnniez]

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[stellaris-archivum]

pride (and the excess thereof)

detained chapter 4 update here!

very amazing art by @domiiiq312!! (⁠●⁠♡⁠∀⁠♡⁠)

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"Are you going to work yourself until the verge of collapse again?" He said with a certain conviction in his voice. "I absolutely don't want Detective Novikov to condescendingly yell at me because I let you push yourself too much. It's only been the first day since this case has been assigned to you. Calm the fuck down. Not everyday you get to serve the justice the victims deserve. You don't have to gather all the possible information that you could on the first day. There’s a tomorrow coming, [Y/N], stop working as if you’ll die today. Now, we're technically off duty so we're not co-workers right now. You're not the primary at the moment. I'm the older than you, and you'll do as I say." 

He kept his cold, piercing gaze at her, his demeanor becoming more and more similar to that of Deadeye's—cold, calculating, and cunning. But it was that Deadeye that she asked him to sit down for a while and talk for a minute.

It was that Deadeye. The Deadeye who seemed engulfed with whatever was going on in his head, was serious and was a huge contrast to who he was now. It almost felt like a splash of cold water had been thrown at her face. What has gotten into him, bringing our past conversation into this? She blinked, feeling her throat run dry as the heavy silence hung between them. His eyes were still pointed at her, and she could only sigh. "Okay. Fine. I'll chill out."

Chamber nodded, letting out a few deep breaths to calm himself down. As the silence hung and the tension thickened, the gravity of Sasha's words earlier was starting to weigh on him—You are one cruel man, Vincent. Maybe he was a little cruel, but who was he to know that his actions would affect others indirectly? Who knew that letting her chase him for those 4 or 5 years would have consequences?

He knew that. He just chose to ignore it. The poor woman had to work nonstop to find and track him down above her other cases, and in a way, he felt bad. So now, he would change that by not letting her get too caught up with the case.

Vincent let out a final sigh, and having calmed down, he jammed his keys into the ignition, and the car started humming to life. The radio was off, the engine revved gently, and none of them said a word as Chamber joined the road traffic as he silently drove off.Meanwhile, [Y/N] felt really uneasy. It was then that she realized that maybe he might only be putting up with her. He wasn’t asking her to stop and rest out of concern—he was asking her because he didn’t want to be lectured by Sasha. It’s obvious that, as enemies, Chamber probably still held a grudge against her for almost foiling his undercover mission a handful of times; it would be really weird and out of character if he suddenly cared about her. Hell, he might as well not give a damn if she collapses if it weren’t for Sasha, but her thoughts didn't align with his actions earlier. Why was he so worked up into scolding her? Did Sasha say something to him? Wasn't it just convenient that her newfound power wasn't coming to her aid right now? She continued to ponder over his actions, digging deeper and deeper into her subconscious.

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[nori-writes]

Valentine’s Day

Yoru x Reader

Chamber x Reader

Summary: Short little Valentine’s day headcannons with tiny stories!

W/C: 300+

Chamber

This man SPOILS you.

He loves giving you everything and more on Valentine’s day

He doesn’t gift just to flaunt money, they’re all meaningful gifts

But there are a ton of them

You guys could go out anywhere you’d like or just stay home if you prefer he wants to do whatever you want to do

“Y/N?” You heard your name being called from the kitchen and you walked out in your casual clothes as your lover caught sight of you, “Oh there you are mon coeur!” A smile washed over his face, “Happy Valentine’s day, I made you breakfast even though it’s a little late, call it brunch.”

You looked at the plate sat at the table, a surprisingly good heart pancake, “My god, you're so cheesy.”

“Only for you my love.”

Yoru

He tries

He’s not the best at gift giving but it’s the thought from him that counts

He’s never really celebrated the holiday before you came along so it’s a learning experience

He honestly forgot it was coming up until he had overheard Jett talking with Raze about what she was getting KJ.

When he wasn’t sure what to get you and what was appropriate he went to the girls for help.

They were all surprised at the gesture but helped him nonetheless

You opened the door to your home finally glad to be back, just in time for Valentine’s day. You had been sent on a mission which you were worried you wouldn’t be back in time to spend the time with your lover, thankfully you had made it.

As you walked inside on your table you were met with a small vase of your favorite flowers and a large bag of your favorite candy. You awed at the gesture, glad that Ryo had thought of something like this.

Almost as if on cue he walked into the room after hearing you walk in, “Welcome home.”

A smile found its way onto your face, “You’re so sweet, I’m glad you thought of me.”

He rolled his eyes before going over and giving you a kiss, “It’s hard to forget you.”

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[thortillachips]

But He's Just So... French

Rating: Mature Pairing: Chamber x Reader Summary: The very idea of Valorant Protocol agent Vincent Fabron makes you absolutely sick to your stomach, but all your teammates know how you really feel anyway.

"No, don’t even call it a date at this point, but… yes we can go. I could use the breather after what just happened."

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[lunamochii]

Deux valent mieux qu'un

cw; chamber x f!reader, two D’s, mirror chamber, sex in public(i think..), not proofread

You were assign to a mission together with Jett, Phoenix and Chamber but Brimstone contacted you guys that they need 2 more person since Viper and Raze that was with him got taken and is currently being treated back in the base

“Stay safe Y/N!”

Jett exclaimed before hopping to the helicopter or whatever they call that, now you’re all left alone with Chamber and the silence between you guys is choking you

Clearing your throat, you grip your weapon tight and signal him that you’re going to the other side. Setting up some traps along the way, you decided to camp at a tight spot that barely 2 people can squeeze in

‘Fais attention chérie’

You heard Chamber speak through the earpiece and you only utter a silent hum, minutes passed by and there’s no sign of the mirrors. Just as you were about to change location you heard Chamber’s teleport, signaling that he teleported near to where you are

You silently walk and saw him dusting him self, even fixing his hair

“Chamber? Why are you here? Aren’t you supposed to be guarding the other location?”

“Oh... alors c'est toi”

You rolled your eyes and cling your gun on your side as you walk up to him

“You know very well that I don’t understand french”

“Pardon ma belle, I decided to check you here that’s why”

Your eyebrows arch knowing that Chamber never leaves his post, shrugging it away, you told him to follow you. Both of your steps were quite as possible and just when you were about to take a turn, Chamber pulled you and pin you against the wall. His one hand covering your mouth as he signalled you to stay silent

“Fuck! Where is that damn old man?!”

Your eyebrows furrowed whe you heard Neon’s voice before you could even react, you heard a gunshot and a thud

“That’s one, hm where could she have gone too?”

That’s where you gather all your strength and manage to push away the Chamber in front of you

“Who the heck?!”

You scream and the man in front of you just smirk

“Y/N! What’s wro— You…”

The other Chamber position his gun and the other one chuckle

“This isn’t part of our deal”

Chamber said those word as calm as possible, while pointing his gun at his double. The other one just chuckled deeply and pulled something out from his pocket, it was a perfume. The color of it is a mix of purple and pink

Chamber raise his eyebrows and the mirror just sprayed it in the air, even you was questioning why he did that, but you were answered the moment you inhaled the scent

“What— What’s that?”

You drop on to your knees as you began coughing, your face beat red. Chamber rush to your side and help you to get back on your feet, but the mere interaction made you gasp and grip hard on to his arm

“Ma cherie! What’s wrong?”

The mirror chuckled and sat on the box that is just in front of you

“It was a invention of one of our agents, quite amazing right?”

You glared at the mirror as your body began to feel more hot, you even unbuttoned two of your buttons from your polo that you’re wearing

Chamber held you close to him as he look at his counterpart, clearing his throast, he held out his hand while looking straight at the eyes of his mirror

“Give me the antidote of whatever the fuck is the cure for this. We didn’t agree on this.”

His voice is firm and the grip he had on you is only making it worse from you, you squeeze your thighs together to calm yourself but you only shivered at the friction you just made by yourself

“Cure? The one who made that haven’t come up with a cure but I know what will make it disappear”

“What is it?”

“Have sex with her”

Chamber is always compose but what his mirror just said made his eyes go wide, do it with you? In here?

You felt yourself throb just by hearing that suggestion and you pinch Chamber making him look at you, the effect is stronger now and it’s becoming unbearable. You tiptoe and grab him by his neck as you place your lips against his

“Please please, I can’t handle it anymore. Want you in me”

Chamber curse and hug you tightly, you moan into the kiss as you press yourself more towards him. You don’t care anymore if his mirror is watching, or you will be spreading yourself in front of the two Chamber

“Hng” you moan out when you felt your lover’s hand go down and got in between your legs as he began to stroke your core

“Stay still” Chamber whispered onto your ear as he began to stroke you, you can feel your legs wobbling. You know for yourself that you won’t be able to stand any longer than this

“My lap is free~ Come sit le miroir de mon amant”

Chamber pulled away from your lips and look at his mirror. He smirk and made you turn around so you are facing the mirror, Chamber pulled your panties down and since you’re only wearing a skirt. You wet core is full view to the mirror when Chamber decided to lift you off the ground. You heard the other one hiss and immediately got up and kneel down before you

“Will you let him have fun too, bien-aimée?”

You never have nodded your head fast and the mirror immediately lap his tongue on your folds, as you moan out loud, you were basically shaking when the mirror inserted one finger, his tongue flicking on your clit. Sucking you hard.

“Oh god! Fuck!”

Chamber chuckle hearing your moans and curse, not wanting to miss out the fun he put down one of your legs but the mirror decided to put your one leg over his shoulder as he press his lips more to your folds

“Face me”

You obliged and you are met by a hot kiss, Chamber’s hands is now groping your breast. Getting annoyed by your garment he tore it and pull your bra up, as he played with your nipples

The stimulations the men that is giving you weren’t that much help by holding back your release, you grab on the mirror’s tongue and look at him, meeting his eyes

“Coming… I’m coming..”

You manage to say and the mirror just nodded as he went back on his business, Chamber lift one of your arm so he can suck one of your breast.

Your curses was followed by a loud moan when you came in to the mirror’s mouth, you lean your back to Chamber as he continued on sucking to your breast. The mirror stood up as he lick the side of his lips

“But I’m not done yet”

The mirror said as he unzip his pants and you swear to God, it’s almost the same size of your very own lover

Q“Relax now, cherie” Chamber whispered to your ear and you heard unzipping sound from your back

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If it weren’t for Brimstone that have contacted Chamber and told you guys to go back now, their cock wouldn’t stop bullying your insides

“W-We need— ah!”

You moan out when the mirror slap your ass hard as you get back on sucking your lover’s cock, Chamber’s hand stroking your cheeks as you bob your head faster

“I know but you can go for other round right?”

“Vincent! I c-ca—“

You were stop when Chamber push your head down and came inside your mouth, tears streaming down your face as you gulp his cum down. When he pulled away he was satisfied with your look

“Hnng! Faster please!”

You beg the mirror as you reach your hand towards his hand that is place on your hips

“What a slut, want my cock deeper? Hm?”

“Yes! Please! Fuck me harder!”

Chamber were amuse by your words as he grip your cheeks and capture your attention by kissing you, he eyed his mirror and the other understood right away, the mirror pulled you up and pulled his cock out

Chamber lifted one of your legs and let out a moan when he inserted his cock inside your pussy, your eyes rolled back as you felt the mirror push his cock inside your other hole, if this goes on any longer, they will break you

“Holy shit…” you curse out as you grab on to Vincent’s shoulders as they began to move together, swearing to no end, you feel yourself getting close on losing to your sanity

“Merde! You fucking love it when there’s two cocks inside you, huh?”

Your half lidded eyes look at Chamber and nod as you put your head at the side of his neck and began giving him kisses there, you don’t even recognize your voice anymore, your moans that is becoming more slutty.

“Pleaaase let me cum! Cum inside me! I want your loads of cum inside me, Vincents!”

The two men laugh as they fuck you harder and faster, a pool of precum is forming underneath you, your juices leaking from your thighs as you began to feel a another release

“Let’s get this over” Chamber uttered and the mirror agreed and in one final thrust they both came inside you and you swore to yourself that you can pass out right there and then

The mirror Chamber immediately pulled out and let the rest of his cum spilled on to your back as he let out a satisfied sigh, he didn’t waste time on fixing his self, as he watch you lean close to your lover

“Vincent..” He heard you call out to his Earth self

“Yes, mon amour?” Chamber stroke your cheeks and wiping your tears away as he hug you close, kissing the crown of your head

“I love you” you uttered before darkness consume you, Chamber took off his vest and wrap it on you as clean you with the handkerchief he always carry

After doing so he carried you bridal style since he heard the ride back to base is getting nearer, he look at his mirror and wondered why he have a longing gaze towards you

“Hope you didn’t fall inlove to my lover” Chamber said and the mirror just laugh and a portal appeared beside him

“I won’t. But I hope sure her mirror self will fall in love with me”

Chamber’s eyebrows raise and the mirror laugh

“See you again, mon ami”

With that the mirror step inside the portal and disappear together with the portal. Chamber shrug his shoulders and start to walk towards the open field, he also notice that the Neon mirror is gone but he couldn’t careless why

++++

“Is she okay?”

Sage ask the moment she saw you on Chamber’s arms, when she touch your forehead you were burning

“She has a fever, quick lay her down”

“Désolé mon amour” Chamber uttered and kiss your cheeks but he refuse to lay you down on the floor. Instead he sat down and let you lay on his lap, his arm as support for your head

“What happened?”

“She couldn’t handle two” He joked but Sage just look at him with questioning eyes

“Nevermind. Just please treat her”

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“Vincent Fabron!”

The mirror Chamber was greeted by a high pitch scream, he let out a groan and walk towards where the voice is coming from

“Did you steal one of the bottles in here?!”

There you are, the love of his life, atleast in his mind he have already courted, go on dates, exchange iloveyou’s, and fuck you

“Why would I do that mon amour?”

Your mirror self huff angrily and crosses her arms as she look at him up and down

“You fucking reak of sex”

Chamber smirk and took one step closer, putting both of his hands on each side. He stare deep into her eyes before pulling out the bottle he used while ago

“For a feedback, it doesn’t have a effect on men. Although it certainly has a great effect on a woman.”

Her brows meet together and Chamber sprayed the cologne across the room and covering her nose wasn’t much a big help

“What are you saying?” She ask and she almost let out a moan when Chamber rub her core with his knee

“I say that I have fuck your counterpart. Won’t you let me actually bury my cock deep inside you?”

Her eyes widened and not too long she fell into his arms but who would have thought that this mirror of Vincent Fabron would be a total sub in front of your counterpart

Your mirror certainly made sure he will be punish by having sex with her earth self, mirror Vincent promised that he won’t do that again if it will only result by him getting tied up. Too much for his ego.

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finish 12/11/22

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[chou-de-chambers]

Playing with Fire

Content Rating: Explicit Tags: Chamber x Reader, Chamber x You, truth or dare, flirty gn!reader, Jett is a lowkey matchmaker, semi-public sex, necktie as mouth gag, quickie (?), no beta we die like cinematic Cypher (RIOT STOP NOW) (This story happened at the same time as Change of Heart, and is the alternate for Chamber simps out there!) MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! A/N: This was my first anonymous request! I couldn't find their ask anymore so I can't answer it but I do hope you come across this. I am also sorry if I took so long. Writer's block and university things got in the way :(((

Jett's mischief was at an all time high last night. First, she held Yoru and his ex hostage through 7 Minutes in Heaven, pissing the riftwalker off then forcing Chamber in his place as soon as he decided to end his stay. "Come on, we really need one more for the next game," Jett beckoned. The French gentleman- coincidentally there to ask you all to tone down the music's volume- had never been a fan of rowdy parties the younger agents hosted. He preferred formal gatherings with champagne and jazz music soothing from acoustics and percussion keys. Little did you know that he was only blessed with the patience to tolerate it from the sight of you and the vacant spot on the couch beside you. They all cheered, relieved that for once, the man chose not to be a party pooper. He refused to acknowledge them though as he set his attention towards you.

"I hope I'm not intruding, mon cheri," he mouthed softly so only both of you could hear.

You looked up at him, cheeks flushed from being drunk, as he sat down. You smiled impishly, nudging his arm with your shoulder, "Not at all. In fact, keep doing it."

And there you go again, flawlessly matching his demeanor. Truly a worthy rival to this silly game he had played with every agent in the protocol. Chamber seldom cared for others, unless it was an obligation or a condition in exchange of achieving what he wants. But if he were to name favorites, you were definitely on top of his small list. And because you were his favorite, he permitted you to do things that he didn't allow others to do, like laying your hand on his custom design guns and getting this close to him, shoulders rubbing on each other. For the latter part though, often times it was him trimming the distance to a friendly extent. Almost like you two were buddies. Too bad it paused at "almost", having bonded in Vulture rides during missions, inside the HQ's workshop, and inside the meeting room. Besides those instances, there was nothing. Not even personal messaging to seal the deal- just good work acquaintances. These short interactions were enough to satisfy both of you, until Jett forced everybody to play the Truth or Dare game.

Jett was down to a white sports bra after having been dared by Neon to strip one large article of clothing. She had a habit of messing with others but couldn't handle the same pressure. Quite an ego she possessed, to the point that she'd rather risk social embarassment than exposing her inner desires through a Truth question. She huffed, eager to exact revenge, "My turn. And there will be no mercy, you little shits."

She aggressively pointed right at you, given that the rule of your game was to pass the turn to the person in your front left. There were ooh's in the small crowd, their eyes wide from anticipation. Chamber also let out a light huff, equally excited to see how you're gonna approach the challenge. You appeared tough, crossing your arms and winking at the marksman, "Child's play, if you ask me."

"Oh yeah?" Jett drawled from your overheard comment, arms crossed in an attempt to display superiority over you.

You mimicked the wind Radiant, alcohol raising your confidence to contest her, "Yeah. Dare."

Almost everyone in the circle were on the edges of their seat from Jett's challenge being accepted. They were mumbling to each other, guessing what dare Jett might've thought of, with the exception of Chamber debating on whether to drink the beer Killjoy lended him and Reyna smirking right at you. Your eyes trailed towards the Mexican woman, threatened by her gaze that meant something. Like she knew how things would end up for poor little you.

Jett abruptly stood from the floor, body swaying from being as drunk as the others, then triumphantly puts a hand on her hip, "I dare you to make out with the person to your left."

Chamber, who had just began to take a sip off the disgusting booze, almost spat his drink. The rest were giggling; what a sight it was to see the sentinel finally lose his precious composure. " Ay corazon," you heard Reyna mutter, her eyes glinting in excitement from what's about to go down. Your chest thrummed from the thought of your lips on his. And out in public? Your legs wobbled. The professional relationship you persevered to keep with him was now on the verge of collapsing into debris. This was different from the witty comebacks you've been making towards his flirtatious approach, because making out with him would be like dumping gasoline to an open flame.

"Come on, we don't have all night," Jett complained, shaking you back to your senses, "Unless you're gonna chicken out."

You swiftly downed your beer to the very last drop.

"Monsieur?"

And before Chamber was given a chance to brace himself, your hand already laid on his chest, pushing him to lean on the couch. You straddled him with one leg as your other hand fled to his warm, chiseled jawline. The gentleman always had his ways to play with everyone's heartstrings, but this time you were undeniably tugging his. Your eyes were half-lidded, tearing through his soul, while he decrypted whether those were heated with passion or alcohol.

"Do I have your consent?" you murmured as he inhaled the stench of beer seeping through your lips.

Slowly, his face inched towards yours, so you closed the gap and pressed your lips on his. The audience was impressed. Some of them even had their phones out to take pictures or record videos of this exchange between you and Chamber. The flashes from their phones would've bothered you, but his taste was intoxicating. Who would've thought that the most dubious agent in the protocol would be this delicious? Chamber's eyes slowly closed to relish on this feeling of you on top of him. His hands were itching to grab you by your hips and sit you on his lap if it weren't for the people around you. Your tongue invaded his mouth, which he gladly returned with a dance of his. He was definitely enjoying this.

As soon as you felt his gloved hands on your waist, you pulled away, face flustered as you wiped your lips with your arm. Phoenix whistled, fanning himself with a hand, "Sheesh fam, the room just got hotter. And I swear that wasn't me."

"You sure you guys aren't dating?" Raze joked, making Killjoy giggle.

"Are we?" you acted unfazed, crossing your legs and looking over at Chamber fixing his necktie. He only smirked back. Charmingly though, so your eyes quickly avoided this bait of wanting to kiss him again and looked straight at the embarrassed Jett, "So, my turn now?"

"Ugh," she rolled her eyes.

Change was predestined after that silly game. Neither of you expected the attempt you did to cross the imaginary line separating both of you. It kindled fire as lit as hell, completely burning any sense of focus from your daily tasks to ashes. Sure, your greetings and banters were still exchanged, but the more days passed, the more these little interactions devolved to a chore, inducing fear that a fuse might just explode right then and there. It was as painful to keep yet might be too irresistible once released. There's also this assumption that your feelings for each other might be mutual, but what if it wasn't? What if at the end of the day, it really was just a game? A potential waste of feelings. Potential waste of passion. A risk for a man of commitment- once Chamber started it, backing down is impossible. And you're scared that it might just be a delusion born of temptation. Besides, your flirting was your effective facade to hide your loneliness.

The workshop this evening was more tense than before, what with despair clawing its way out, obvious from the way you stole glances from each other when the other one's not looking. Raze and Killjoy, despite existing in the background, weren't dumb to notice these telltale signs of affection for one another. They knew, of course. They've been there before.

"Oi amigo," Raze called at you. You took off your goggles to better see the duelist. She beckoned with a nod, "Come over here."

Killjoy's peripheral vision was at Chamber's, noting how his head subtly turned to steal yet another sight of you. Too obvious, the German engineer thought.

Raze handed you a screwdriver, one with a black handle and a familiar gold insignia on it, "Can you hand this over to Chamber? Forgot to return it to him."

"Can't do it yourself?"

"Nah," she shook her head, "My shift here's done! Gonna go grab some snacks."

Killjoy abruptly stood, "Can I come?"

Before you were able to object, the two women already bolted out of the room with hands held. You sighed. They're doing this on purpose.

With a hint of hesitation, you stepped towards Chamber's area, his head almost kissing the blueprints laid on his station. A busy man he was, but like usual, he appeared more attractive when he's focused like that. You gently knocked on his desk to catch his attention, not knowing that he was already hyperaware of you, "Hey."

He looked up, straightening his back on his chair then eyeing the screwdriver you were holding.

"Raze told me to give this to you. I'm guessing she borrowed this without asking for your permission?"

He chuckled, "Précisément. You are very familiar with her behavior. Must be used to it."

"She's fine," you half-smiled with a shrug. His hand reached to take the screwdriver from your palm. You felt a tingle from how his fingertips lingered a bit on your skin. You shook it off, acting as casual as you can, "Don't wanna join them?"

"No reason for me to do so," he responded, resting his chin on top of his intertwined fingers as his eyes remained on you, "Besides, your presence here's enough to satisfy me."

"Oh yeah? Am I looking like a snack, monsieur?"

He simply chuckled, bringing his attention back to his blueprints. Deep inside, there was a strong urge to curse. The way you kept calling him monsieur was a threat to his cool. This opportunity, too. He had been wanting to dive beyond the surface of last time's occurence. You had always been the only one who flirted back that provoked something in him. And it was never annoyance nor envy. He loves how you managed to turn on a switch in him, twirling him around your fingers from every response you've reciprocated towards him. To Chamber, you were this appealing distraction against the heavy load of his goals, and at this given moment, he was more than willing to keep this little game running.

You walked back to your station, stretching your arms with a moan, perking up Chamber's ears. God, you really were testing him.

"Loosen yourself a lil' bit. Can't waste all of that good looks in one stressful evening, y'know," you advised with a tease in your voice.

Unfortunately for you, he took this seriously. He set his gloves aside and approached you. Chamber spun your chair to face him, your chin being lifted by his finger and his silhouette taking over you.

"I would give it a try if it wasn't for your teasing, mon cheri."

The ticking bomb had reached its end. His eyes were dimmed by lust and his patience had clearly run dry.

"So the game isn't over yet, huh?" you whispered as your hand traced the colorful swirls on his necktie.

Chamber smirked, marvelling at your lips while his thumb caressed your lower lip. Your breath hitched from his touch yet you refused to back down, now pulling him closer to you through his tie, "What'll it be then? Truth or dare?"

"Dare," the marksman groaned.

"I dare you to be honest with me, monsieur."

A deep chuckle vibrated from his throat as he hauled your chair towards his corner station. Chamber sat on his luxurious furniture, lifting you towards his lap then kicking your chair away, ridding you of escape. Not like you had any intentions to do so- his lap was the far better option. You both relished on each other's breathing, foreheads touching and lips just a few centimetres away from taking over each other. Fuck, he even smelled as handsome as he looks.

Heavy thuds from the corridor caught your attention. You weren't in a private quarter after all. You turned your head towards the door. "Chamber, someone might-"

"Hush," he placed a finger on your lips. His hand braced on your hip- awfully close to the curve of your ass- then his chair hovered towards the door. He hurriedly flicked the lock on and pushed both of you back to his quiet retreat with a boot, "Let us stop pretending, mon amor. No turning back now."

At long last, his soft lips reunited with yours. You could feel yourself instantly melting from this contact- even whimpering from how his hands traveled through the tracks of your spine then his palms spread to the shape of your hips. The marksman was more than eager to kiss you, refusing to let you go and forcing his mouth on yours whenever you attempt to catch a breather. His need for you was no denying, and your mind was empty to even decide on how to equally return what he was giving you. You simply settled by grinding your hips on his as you clutch his shirt's collar.

He gasped a moan from how you rubbed yourself on his hard-on. Chamber did not admit to being a masochist, but this agony was far too pleasing. He'd whip out his erection and rail you right then and there, but he'd endure just a little more to at least get a taste. After flooding you with kisses, his hands departed from your sides to the inside of your top, cupping your chest. His hands felt rough on your soft skin, but the way he fondled your breasts and flicked through your hardened nipples was like handling something delicate. You wanted to moan loudly, but even with the door locked, privacy wasn't guaranteed. The only thing you managed to do was suck onto Chamber's neck, hard enough to leave a hickey. Lucky for you he didn't fight back; his head even leaned to the side so you could better mark the base of his neck.

Sealing it with a sultry kiss, you admired the work of art you left on his skin, a pulsing purple on top of his golden radianite tattoo. Chamber's foggy eyeglasses rested unevenly on the bridge of his nose as he admired the passionate glimmer in your eyes. You responded by cupping his cheeks with your bare hands, staring him down then fixing his specs, "See? It isn't so hard to relax, yeah?"

The thudding outside became louder than before, the echoing of footsteps getting closer to the workshop heated with lust. You pulled yourself off of him with your hands on his shoulders, "That was a good time, monsieur. Maybe let's-"

You were abruptly cut off by Chamber capturing your body, locking you between his stretched arms as you were forced to sit on the edge of his desk. Your hands gripped the collars of his vest, anchoring yourself to avoid squashing his blueprints. The noise outside evolved to knocks on the steel door. You heard Neon's thick voice, "Hey KJ, you there? Why's this locked?"

Chamber grabbed your chin and brought your attention back to him, "I won't condone interruptions. The dare isn't done yet." And once again, your lips were laced onto each other. The exchange this time was much more fervid, with his hand raising and squeezing your right thigh so his clothed sex could grind yours. You let out little moans, aware that the agent outside might hear but couldn't help yourself.

The banging on the door persisted, "KJ hellooo? I just need to ask you something about my favor."

"Tsk." Chamber slipped off his vest, discarding it onto his chair's headrest. His hand made quick work to loosen his necktie and remove it, crumpling it into a ball and then stuffing it inside your mouth. "Quiet now. She won't be leaving any sooner."

A muffled hiss slipped out of your gagged mouth as your body was rotated to face his desk, your hands clawing onto its margin. His arms snaked around your waist, one hand digging to the inside of your pants to stroke your wet sex and the other ringing around your neck. Your saliva was staining his velvety silk tie, with a few excess trickling down your chin. Chamber affirmed he was doing a precise job driving you crazy when he felt wetness drip onto his choking hand. Of course, he wasn't left out- the tent of his pants was rubbing onto your ass. The restraint he established over you was making you roll your eyes from ecstasy, along with the thrill of being caught in action.

Once he felt that you were slick enough from the juices that stained his hand, he pulled down your pants, flipping you to lie on his desk with your horny expression visible to his feral eyes. "To damn with these blueprints, mon coeur. I want to fuck you right here."

The only response you managed was the flutter of your lashes while he unbuttoned his pants, exposing his sexy V-line and hard cock. He was long and big, enough to make you question whether he'd fit in your hole or not, but if only you could talk, you'd taunt him to drill it into you without second thoughts.

Chamber grunted as he entered your hungry hole. You felt your soul leave your body when he started moving, pain and pleasure mixing as his length molded your insides. Your body slid up and down the tabletop the more he kept his pace, so his hands buckled your hips for you to stay still and for him to better savor your walls massaging his dick, "You feel so good, I cannot stop."

You violently shook your head to tell him to keep going as you raised your arms to clutch the desk's frame that's at the same level as your head. You wouldn't want him to stop, either; you wanted him to use you to his desire's content. The message was successfully relayed, his hips pounding you more with your skins slapping onto each other. There were another set of knocks on the door, this time with Neon yelling for Killjoy's name. Before your head shifted to the intruder's direction, Chamber swiftly grabbed your cheeks with one strong hand and brought you back to him, "Behave and keep your eyes on me."

Your insides became wetter from his assertion. He never missed in feeding your sexual appetite, so it's only fair to return the favor by making him even weaker to your presence. Your one hand raised your shirt to expose and tease your nipple, showcasing how delectable you were in front of him as your other hand stretched your entrance even more for his cock's better access. Chamber bit his lower lip and loosened his shirt's first two buttons, struggling to maintain his dominance from how you tempted him with your body. Even in the midst of intercourse, you still contested him, and it was turning him on much more.

His desk creaked, like it was close to collapsing from how intense he rocked your body. Your head was falling onto the opposite edge of his desk, and you were getting dizzier from the blood rising. You didn't mind it though since the marksman compensated by smothering your legs that rested on top of his shoulders with the rightful loving they deserve.

Neon had given up from pursuing entry, "I'll come back later, I guess." Her footsteps were fading away from the room, marking this your chance to be free from the gag he forced onto your mouth. Your chest heaved from the sharp inhales you did, but Chamber rid you of a well-deserved break when he let you go and whirled your body once again to lay your stomach on the surface. Without warning, his dick invaded your swollen hole, penetrating you deeper than before. "Fuck, Chamber," you mouthed with a sting as you felt his entirety even better in this position.

"I'm close, so you better keep still and be good," he grunted as his hips smacked yours. You smirked, speaking in between muted moans, "If I weren't good... then you wouldn't even get this close to cumming, monsieur."

"Mon Dieu," was the last comprehensible phrase he uttered before the room was fogged by the unison of your erotic noises. You covered your mouth with both hands as you came, legs quivering and arms shuddering from the pulsating wave of orgasm. Chamber followed, decorating your back with warm strings of his semen. He sighed heavily, admiring the work of art he left on your body that he finally claimed for his own. Kisses peppered your shoulders before you heard the zip of his pants and the clack of his heels as he approached the nearby sink for a clean sheet of tissue. He was sweet for wiping your back with such gentleness and care- even helping you put on your underwear and pants again.

"I'm sorry for your blueprints," you said with a hand on his cheek once you faced towards him.

He leaned to your touch, kissing the base of your palm, "It's fine. Help me fix them, hm? That way, I get to spend more time with you and know you even better."

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─ ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─ ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

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[potential-fool]

yo idk if u take requests but i saw your “you in their clothes” post and loved it sm AHHHH can i ask for that but w/ harbor, chamber, and fade perhaps? u can add anyone else (ur free to ignore this btw!!)

Valorant x Reader: You in their clothes (part 2)

A/N: Ofc ofc!! You get the honor of being my first request dear anon <3 Apologies for Harbor tho idk how good I'll be at writing him, I'll do my best tho!

Pairing: Harbor, Chamber, Fade x reader

Tags: Fluff, Established Relationship, Sharing clothes, Teasing

Harbor

Immediately doting over you

sweet smiles and loving adoration

playful and loving teasing

Showing you off to everyone

You were spending some time on the couch with your boyfriend- Harbor, watching a movie in the living area of the Valorant HQ. You had a habit of not really asking for things, instead just taking them, so when you decided mid movie that you wanted to put on his zip up hoodie this was no exception.

Climbing up out of his warm grasp you sat on the top of the couch behind Harbor and tugged on his hoodie, a small chuckle left the man as you managed to tug his jacket off him.

"You know you could've just asked?" He said, a sweet smile tracing his face as you settled back into his arms, his jacket now on your back. "What's the fun in that?" You ask, a teasing grin on your face.

Neglecting to respond he instead decided the best course of action to be pulling you all the way up into his lap, pressing kisses all over your neck and face. "stahhAAAAaapppp-" you giggled, not really wanting it to stop.

"But where's the fun in that?" He asked you playfully.

Chamber (kinda nsfw)

Reacts either one of two ways: "What's the practical point of this?" or horny

probably takes it as a challenge

relentless teasing

tbh he probably thinks that you got your clothes dirty or sum

You wanted to get back at your boyfriend for teasing you so much lately, it was like an ongoing war between the two of you and though neither of you would admit it--even to yourselves--you enjoyed it. Last night Vincent had left you well.. frustrated. So tonight was your night to get back at him.

In his favorite pair of your lingerie, one of his dress shirts and ties you waited in your shared bed. You didn't have to wait long either as you heard the door open and Vincent walk in.

To say you took his breath away would be the understatement of the century, "Mon amor...~" He purred, making his way over to you, climbing on the bed and pulling on the tie around your neck to bring you closer.

You could tell he was struggling to keep his composure, and you reveled in his frustration, "What is it Vince~? Use your words~" You purred back at him pushing him back onto the bed and stradling his lap.

You two had a pretty great night ;)

Fade

Thinks you're small and absolutely adorable

either that or "OH NO THEY'RE HOT"

this is one of those things you do that make her think "what did I do to deserve you?"

cuddles :)

You were rummaging around the locker room right outside the range and decided that you'd have better luck in your girlfriend's clothes. Opening Fade's locker you pulled out her jacket and entered the range with your ghost.

Fade was heading over to the range when she opened her locker and found that her jacket was missing, before should do anything about it she spotted you in the range out of the corner of her eye. You were completely focused on what you were doing and the her jacket on your back just made Fade feel all sorts of warm feelings inside.

God you looked almost ethereal like that, the way your hair swept across your face and you effortlessly handled the bots before you. Blush tinted her cheeks and she only realized she was staring when you caught her eye when your practice was over.

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[pleiades-daybreak]

The imagine of Valorant boys reacting to being hugged by the reader suddenly- could you please write that for Chamber & Sova?

Also, which Valorant agents do you write for specifically?

Thanks btw!!!

Thank you for the request!

I write for all agents except for Brimstone and Breach

Sova and Chamber reacting to suddenly being hugged

Sova

I personally wouldn't be surprised if he saw you coming from a mile away

He's literally a hunter what in the world did you expect-

Would give you a warm smile and hug you back. Not really one to make a huge deal out of it

Though I feel like if you and him weren't friends, he'd probably step to the side to avoid you, or ask you to not do it again

If he's feeling mischievous, he would turn the tables by wrapping his arms around your body before you could

In the event that you do catch him off guard, he'd greet you and ruffle your hair a bit

Chamber

Unless you and him are enemies and/or straight up hate each other, he'd be caught off guard. He knows that if his situation leaks to Protocol, he's doomed

His own teammates are wary of him, so he doesn't expect to be hugged out of the blue

If it's a first time occurrence, he'd accidentally push you off

Makes it up to you by giving you flowers

I can't really see him hugging you back unless he's feeling down or in private

(Never hug him when he's in the middle of designing a weapon or testing it. He will only scold you sternly once. If it happens again, good luck)

When hugged in public, he'd wrap an arm around your waist and suggest that the two of you go out for lunch or test a gun he designed together

Very smug about it. It oozes off of him

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[f6bron]

i’ve been thinking of mob!chamber x housewife!reader x mob!deadeye and my brain is ROTTING ! RAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

note : chamber and deadeye are twins in this ^^

Housewife!reader spends most of their time sheltered imprisoned at the heavily-guarded Fabron mansion, a rather peaceful piece of land far away from the city chaos.

The Fabron twins never justified what kind of business they own to you, not like you mind it too much anyway.

The twins don’t like the idea of you wandering around without them (they don’t even trust your personal bodyguards). So, it is better for you to stay at home and be a good little dove for them while they’re away for a ‘business trip’, yes?

Despite the house chefs hired by the Fabron twins, housewife!reader still insists to personally cook meals for the twins before they return home. Although the twins emphasized that cooking is not your responsibility, they still enjoy indulging the dishes made by their sweet dove :3

“We absolutely love your cooking, mon amour, but you don’t have to do it—“

You kissed Deadeye on the lips to shut him up, “Hmm, I know… Just wanna take care of you both ~”

URGHHH I JUST CAN’T ! The Fabron twins would spoil you ROTTEN !

Every time the twins return home, they bring gifts for you, usually comprising of jewelry, clothes, plushies and books that remind them of you and think you might like <3

And yes, they may be war criminals but nothing can stop them from carrying a 59’ inch tall Snorlax plushie around if it means putting that sweet smile on your face !!!

They often turn it into a competition, to see who could elicit the biggest smile and the loudest squeal from you with the gifts they bring.

Not to forget, each time they enter their office after a lengthy trip or a long day, they would discover adorable love notes plastered around their desks, scribbled with your messy yet cute handwritings and drawings <3

“miss u both so much :(”

“je t’aime <3 (with a tiny drawing of two kittens, presenting Chamber and Deadeye)”

They always think it is their duty to protect you, even if it means putting their own lives at stake.

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[fluffhuntress]

Request: Can I please request some yandere beta earth! Chamber x reader? (y/n) was the only last person on her team, then she meets the other world Chamber, and he was being uncomfortable with her. It was later then revealed that Chamber got some feelings towards (y/n) since the beginning. (y/n) has no counterpart in beta earth.

@oyasumimosura is the owner of this idea!

Your place is with me - Yandere! ΩChamber x Reader

Genre: yandere, slight hurt/comfort and fluff in the end

Warnings: none!

Note: Thank you for this one, I missed this lil French Boy! I'm still learning to write yandere, but I've tried my best showing some behaviors that would suit Chamber. You know, some signals, since it's their first encounter. I hope you'll enjoy it... :3

There was no time. You had to act fast now, to save atleast yourself. No one was answering you anymore, you heard nothing, but dead silence. Everyone was gone, and it was only you on the battlefield. How could this happen? Why did this happen? Never before have you had a thought about you being the only one left alive from your team. It was beacause you believed, that could never happen, and it hurt you when you imagined this scenario.

You ran for your life, as fast as you could. There was no way, you alone could save thie situation - the spike was going to blow up any second now, so running was the only thing left for you. You were so swift, avoiding all the ruined structures and collapsed objects with no problem. Little did you know, you were followed, and you've realised that the moment you hid behind the wall, to take a breath. You wiped your forehead from the sweat, took a deep breath, ready to run further.

"And who do we have here?" You heard, suddenly, which made your hearbeat fasten. Your body froze in one place. It wasn't that hard to guess whose voice was that. French accent is... well, unique. Chamber. Was he alive? Did he really make it? Those thoughts disappeared quickly, when you've realised, that the person you've heard, was problaly from the other earth. Your team was gone - you already knew that. You just didn't want to believe it.

You sighed, redied your gun, and left the cover, pointing your gun to the man's head. "Back off" you uttered, focusing your eyes on the target.

"That's an interesting way to say hello, don't you think?" Chamber chuckled, grabbing his Headhunter. "I don't think that'll be the best idea for you" He said, as you felt someone grabbing your arms from behind, making you drop the gun.

"Hey-Hey! Don't resist, we won't hurt you" You didn't care about the word's you've just heard, fighting the strong grip around both of your arms.

"What's the point? Don't you already have me in your stupid collapsing world?" you snorted, giving up, after you've realised that you don't have the strength to unleash yourself.

"No." You heard as an answer from Chamber. His voice was straight and cold, but you didn't care about that now. What mostly cought your ear, was the fact, that the answer was "no". You softened your body, giving up. "You're coming with us... what is your name?" The gunsmith asked you, staring at you with his amber eyes.

"Y/n." you answered, stiffly, hearing the spike blow up, you released a loud sigh. "Take me or not, it's over anyways."

You were taken by the opposing squad to their base, which, well, looked exactly the same as your base on Alpha Earth. You felt a little bit uncomfortable there - it could look like your home, but it wasn't. There were so many familiar faces, yet you didn't even know one of them. Those weren't the same people you knew before, and it was hard to remember about that.

--

"So you don't have a counterpart, huh?" A creepy and ratteled voice hit your ears as you were walking around the corridor, waiting for someone to take you to your temporary place. And again, you perfectly knew whose voice was that.

"Yes... Omen." You gave in an answer, but there was big disappointment in your voice. You didn't want to believe in what actually happened, you hoped that it was one awful nightmare. But the moment you pinched your skin, you remembered that this was in fact real. "I have no Idea why. And I have no idea why am I even here."

"You'll be important for us" Omen said, standing in front of you. A little cold shrudder hit your back.

"Nah, there's no way I'm even stepping with one foot on the battlefield with you. Not against my people" You snorted, with a bit of anger in your voice.

"Let her be Omen." Suddenly you heard another familiar voice, for the second time today though. Chamber stood between you and Omen, giving you his typical judgmental look. "Not scaring our lamb aren't we?"

"Chamber, I don't need any-" he interrupted you, not letting you finish.

"Shu-up" he murmured, his voice as cold as before. You swallowed his words. It didn't even surprise you, that Omega Chamber would behave almost the same like the Alpha. His, or actually their person was unique and hard to understand.

"Alright, alright" Omen said, a little bit unsatisified, turned back and just went somewhere god knows where. Afterwards you thanked Chamber, with a smile on your face, which you didn't think you would experience today. Well - you thought that a smile could atleast soften the situation, that's why you smiled. Chamber looked at you, his face neutral.

"Sure..." He answered after a few seconds, like he didn't know what to say. His eyes scanned you whole, you felt like every piece of you is being judged with total precision. The Chamber you knew was a BIT judgy, but not THIS much. Well. Atleast you knew you couldn't expect much from the mirror versions of your firiends. They were your enemies after all.

"So do I pass?" you asked. Chamber rised his left eyebrow, and gave you a questionable look.

"Looked like you're judging me" you added crossing your arms.

"Uhh... You're fine. Come with me" He glanced at you and started walking through the corridor. You did as he said, and kept going right behind him.

"So, how long until you all stop being weird with me?" You asked, curious of his answer. Chamber sighed and answered you quickly.

"They don't know you. Nothing weird there" The man answered.

"And how long do I stay here?" This question seemed to be a shadow, because Chamber didn't care to answer. You were wondering what is the reason behind that. Sure, you were a stranger, but after you were taken, you deserved atleast an answer. "Hey, I asked you a question" you reminded.

Chamber turned around, troubled. "Look, you're not coming back!" He erupted, but there was also some disappointment in his voice. Both of you stopped. You could see, the man was uncomfortable having to talk with you about that. And the way he reacted, was atleast suprising for you. Was he afraid to tell you that you're staying there forever? Why?

The moment you heard his words, something inside of you broke though. These were hard to swallow - again. You weren't coming back - even if you tried to run away, you wouldn't make it alone to another world. And it wasn't a thing you wanted to think about now. Right now, you felt like a mess. You were going to stay here. And in the end, you kinda understood, the silence Chamber treated you with.

"Let's go" you sighed, and went forwards, passing the man. "This way, right?" You pointed with your finger. Chamber nodded, and guided you to your temporary room.

"We'll see you tomorrow morning on the practice, you probably know where the range is."

"Nah I've never been there" you joked, neutrally.

Chamber chuckled quiletly under his nose, turned around and started going to, you assumed, his room. "Oh, and lock the door. In case someone comes to ask you questions" He looked over his shoulder at you when he said that, and you nodded.

This night was one of the longest. You couldn't close your eye even for one second, without thinking about what happened today. What you also kept thinking about, was Vincent, whose attitute to you was confusing to say the least.

--

Days have been passing since you've been taken. Every night, you kept telling yourself, that it was just a dream... just a dream. Uneffectively. You also felt so troubled about Chamber, who turned out to be your assigned buddy to help you find yourself around. In the end, he was him who cought you - nothing weird that it was him who got chosen. He was helping you, and giving you a hand with watever you needed help with, but on the other hand, he seemed to feel so uncomfortable around you. Always looking at you in silence, speaking when he really had to. Like he didn't even want to be there.

Today, you woke up, tired and dehydrated. Your mouth felt so dry, like you've been drinking nothing at all. With a loud tired groan, you woke up and went to the bathroom to get some water. You drank the first glass in a second, filling up another one.

After your morning bath, you took on your training clothes and went straight to Chamber's place. The door were open - as always, he has been working with his weapons, adjusting them or experimenting. You soflty knocked, and when you didn't hear an answer, you just entered the room.

"Up for some training?" you asked, focusing your eyes on his hands which were polishing a rifle.

"Nah, I'm busy" Chamber answered, not even looking at you.

You released an dissapointed sigh. You hoped, that he among them all would be the person who would atleast show some care and will. "Guess I'm on my own there."

Only when you left the room, Chamber's eyes switched to you disappearing behind the door. He put his weapon away, sat lazily and sighed under his nose. "Just wait a little bit longer..." he murmured under his nose.

--

Before your practise, you went to the kitchen to grab some water.

"Training again?" You heard from Breach

"As if I had a choince not to" You murmured, unsatisfied. Yup. All you could do for the past days was to train, since there was nothing else to do for you.

Breach chuckled and supported himself on a table. "You're coming with us today, Y/n" You heart stopped just for one second. You perfectly knew what was the meaning of his words. Yet you tried to pretend not to.

"Where?" You answered with a gulp in your throat.

"We need more radianite. And you'll be in use today". God, how you didn't want to hear that.

"I'm not going anywhere" You snorted, turning your back to Breach and leaving the kitchen. You heard him then shout to you

"Orders!"

Remember, when you thought, you wouldn't make it alone to the Alpha Eearth? Well, you were good with lies. Never in your life would you go on a fight against your friends, and while being there? There was no way you could avoid that. You looked over your shoulder to see Breach leaving the kitchen, and when you saw he was out of your sight, you went to your room as fast as possible.

Immidiately you ran over your room to take whatever could be at use, including your weapon. It was early morning, so there still was a big chance that you wouldn't be noticed untill you leave the building.

"Alright, I got this" You told yourself, attaching your weapon on your back as you left the room. The corridor was clear. You swiftly and quietly ran through it and hid in the first corner you could find to scan the area again. You could feel the stress filling you all, so you made a few deep breaths. Afterwards you left the corner, carefully watching and listening to the sounds. From the distance, you could already see the door leading to the outside. You made one last fast run, ran through the door and immidiately started to look for a place go further.

The surroundings of the building were different than the ones you were familiar with. On your left, you could see the landing area surrounded by a high fence - that wasn't a way out, so you've decided to take the right. God, how relieved you were, that you made it out without anyone noticing. Unofrtunately, you hit a blind path, and had to turn around. The moment you turned around though, you stopped. It was him, again. The relief turned into huge stress in seconds.

"It's like we've been there before" It was Chamber. He was there right in front of you - again . As if he was your shadow

"Let me go!" Momentarily you rushed to him, avoiding him as he tried to catch you. He ran after you, but the chances of him catching you were low, since you were the swift one.

Suddenly, though, you hit Chambers chest, as he teleported right in front of you, blocking the way. You looked at him, tears in your eyes. "I want to leave!!!" You shouted, angry and devastated. "I've never asked to be there. This place isn't right. I'm not right. God, even you keep avoiding me and giving me weird looks! I don't belong there, so PLEASE, let me go!" You screamed at him, and the only thing Chamber did, was wrapping you around his arms, and letting you cry.

"I'm sorry for being an ass to you..." he tightened the grip, as if he would never let you leave his arms ever again. He knew, he couldn't hide the truth any longer from you. "Look at me, Y/n" He moved your chin up with his finger. "The truth is, we think that this place is where you actually belong. That's why you're here." You looked at him, not sure what to say. You were shocked. Were you in the wrong place for your whole life? Was there something they weren't telling you on Alpha? Moreover, why was he suddenly so kind to you?

"Why did you run? What happened?" He asked you.

"Well" you sniffed "I was told I'm to go on a mission today."

Chamber's eyes narrowed. "Who? Who told you that?"

You hasitated to answer, but you've decided that nothing will come from silence now. "Breach..." You murmured.

The man sighed, putting his hand on your arm. "Aight'. Gonna beat his ass on the next practise then" You chuckled. "I'll make sure you'll be safe there, alright?" He convinced you. "And as for now, you're not going anywhere. I'll make sure."

Despite the fact, that you were shocked about the information you just recieved, you felt somehow relieved. Finally, you could feel that in fact you're not alone here. You looked at the gunsmith.

"Why are you this kind to me, after how you've been avoiding me?" You asked. Chamber looked at your face, watching every single detail on it. For a while, he didn't answer, but this time you let the silence be.

"The moment I've found you." He started "Something struck me, you know. I didn't want to release the emotions, when you've just had been through the worst in your life, probably."

You weren't sure what to say now. The only thing you did was hit your forehead on Chamber's chest. This was... well, too much for now. But it also felt somehow good after what you've heard from Chamber.

"Let's go back, alright?" He then said, you hummed and let go. Both of you went stright to the base entrance.

"You won't tell anyone, right?" You asked him, as he was walking you away to your room.

"I won't. You and your secrets are safe with me." He gave you, finally, a warm smile. "Also Brimm would kill me if he knew I almost let you run away" He chuckled.

"I'm sorry, Vincent" You sighed. "I won't run again."

"No, you won't." He gave you in an answer and you treated him with a questionable look.

"Is that a treat?"

"Ah, no! Je m'excuse" He said, embarrassed a little. Was he though?

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[l0serloki]

Aftermath

Val Agents after their S/O gets hurt!

(Chamber, Fade, Phoenix, Sage)

CW : Reader is hurt, anxiety/worry, swallowing medicine

A/N : I am finally (kinda) back. I wrote this little idea a bit ago, its kinda similar to the danger one I’ve wrote before. 

Masterlist

Chamber :

Chamber is the type to insult everyone if you get hurt. How could they allow this to happen? They had a plan!

“Mon amour, my poor baby..”

“Chamber, it's fine!”

“It is not. They will pay.” (Somehow you don’t think he’s kidding..)

He will take you to Sage or Skye automatically, even if it’s a cut.

He’s one of the easier people to calm down.. Give him some kisses and reassure him and it’s all alright.

“Excuse me?! Move!” Chamber pushed against Jett and Gekko reaching out to your hurt form. His eyes scanned your skin, his lips in a thin line. 

“My love-“

“Vincent, I’m fine.” You sighed, Skye’s healing finally kicking in. You knew that he would act like this once he found out. Even though he was ‘pristine’  and ‘always ready’ he was too much of a worrywart. 

“You obviously are not. How did this happen? Did you two let her get hurt?!” Chamber turned, glaring at the two agents.

“Vincent-“

“No! Did you or did you not?!” He raised an eyebrow and Gekko rubbed his forehead.

“Look man, I said I was sorry.. I was busy collecting my buddies and it slipped..” 

You groaned.

“It is fine. Vincent leave the poor kid alone.” You tugged at your boyfriend's suit. His walnut eyes met yours and he complied.

“Sorry. I just worry about you. If they would just pair us together then you would never be hurt.”

You could only chuckle.

“Yeah I would never be hurt but you would always be distracted.” You gave the man a wink and a kiss, watching as his face turned red.

“I suppose that is true.”

Fade :

Fade is silent. Deadly silent.

You just patch yourself up while she stares daggers through your cut.

She huffs and gets up, coming back with more bandages/medicine.

“Did you already take care of them? I can give them scars ten times worse..”

She won’t say it but you can tell she’s worried about it all day. Just talk to her and she will try her best to not be anxious <3

You were getting anxious as you watched Fade glare at your cut. You knew she would get like this but you didn’t think it would be this bad. You reached out for her hand and she jumped up.

“I’m going to get you some medicine.” Her voice was stoic, attempting to hide her emotions. You knew better than to think she was being ‘cold’. She was more than worried, definitely after you knew how scared she was of losing you.

She came back minutes later and tossed a pill bottle into your lap. You took two out and swallowed them, giving the girl a small smile. You reached out again for her hand and she obliged.

“Sorry..” You said and she sighed. Her fingers flicked over your flesh as if to rub away your pain.

“I should be saying sorry. I don’t like seeing you hurt. If they ever touch you again..”

“Hazal. It comes with our line of work. But I will always, always, come back to you. Don’t worry.” You leaned in, placing a kiss against her forehead. She hummed in content. Her lips placed a gentle kiss on your hand in return.

“Thank you.”

Phoenix :

“Aww baby…”

He has a frown and he pats your head.

He grabs some drinks and helps with anything you need. He will also crack a bunch of jokes.

“Too bad fire can’t help you heal like me. Would be easier, huh?”

“Let’s try not to set me on fire. Again.”

“IT WAS ONE TIME BABE!”

You groaned, turning on your side. Even after Sage had healed you the bullet had left a nasty bruise. You turned to grab your water, the medic door opening.

“Babe! Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.” Phoenix grinned, handing your water to you. His body pushed you to the side of the bed as he cuddled up.

“Love, I don’t think this bed is big enough for the both of us.” You snorted as he tried to fit in, half of his body sliding off.

“I think you’re just rude. We could make this work.. Get up and lay on me.” He grinned and you rolled your eyes.

“I’m hurt and now I’m the one having to get up?! How kind are you.” 

He only rolled his eyes, pressing a kiss to your lips.

“I am pretty kind. And gorgeous, sexy, almost as hot as fire..” 

You pushed his shoulder and sent him spiraling to the floor. You couldn’t help the laugh that came out.

“Humble too.” You added on and watched him get up. His chuckle filled your heart and healed your body making you feel much better.

“How could I forget humble!? You are so right…”

Sage :

She knows it happens but it still worries her.

“My gem, make sure to be careful. Come sit, I will patch you up.”

She takes her time to heal your wounds and kisses each spot.

“I love you. Now come, we finally have some time off.”

Doesn’t think about it much afterwards because no matter what happens she will always be there for you :^>

Sage bit her lip as she sealed the last cut on your leg. Her lips danced against the flesh leaving tingles on the spot. Her eyes met yours, a calm smile gracing her face. 

“You’re all good now.” She whispered, pressing another kiss to your lips. Your hands wrapped against her back as she leaned next to you.

“Thank you. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” You said, fingers brushing her hair from her face. Her cheeks filled with red and a smirk formed.

“I suppose you would die. Good thing you have me.” She jested. You pulled her closer and beamed. She was right, you were lucky. Lucky to have her all to yourself. Your arms tightened the embrace.

“You’re right. I’m so glad to have you.”

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