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Chamber x Viper Imagine

What if Chamber and Viper met in Kingdom before Valorant happened?

pairing: chamber x viper

throwing this out here for any chiper/bitemark writer to play around with

Setup

Prior to Valorant, Viper works as the Chief Scientific Officer along with Chamber who is the Chief Weapons Designer in the Kingdom Defense Program. (this imagine was built from the theory here)

I kind of see them both of them as power duo colleagues in Kingdom prior to her going resigning from her job in Kingdom and moving on to Valorant.

Imagine

Viper disappears from her job in kingdom to prep her time to fully commit to the Valorant protocol. She leaves friends—colleagues really—in Kingdom and she's never really thought about the impact that she leaves behind. Namely, Chamber.

Then, Chamber tries to look for her because kingdom just erased her files without warning. They’ve been working on a project for some time and he hasn’t seen her around the can

He texts her everyday. Updates her in his work with Kingdom and such, guilt tripping her of what they could've had together as a team.

She's annoyed and doesn't text back but she she slowly learns to anticipate it everyday.

It was only until he stops texting that she realizes how she's grown attached to it.

To her, he appears to have given up, but it's really because he suddenly joins Valorant and surprises her.

Later, at Valorant HQ: HELLO MON CHERIE

DONT PRETEND YOU ARENT HAPPY TO SEE ME

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crystal-prism · 2 years

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Written Adoration - Chamber x Viper One-Shot

Finding a mysterious note, Chamber seeks Viper to get his answer.

Ao3 | Twitter Thread

Pairing: Chamber x Viper

Status: One-shot, Completed

Chapter Tags: SFW, Fluff, Light Angst, Comfort

Length: 1001 words

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Chamber crossed the threshold of her lab in just two steps. He has always been on the receiving end of being made fun of, but not today. Today, he’s come to gloat.

Swinging his weight on her table, he said, “Viper!”

She stiffens almost instantly, and he delighted in her vexed gait.

“Yes?” came her gritted reply.

He brandished a note in front of her face. “I didn’t know you were such a poet.”

Her eyes quickly darted to the open door of the lab. “Say that again and you’re choking on your next coffee.”

“Oh pish posh,” he said, waving away her blatant threat. “You can kill me after you hear me read this. Why mademoiselle, I didn’t think you capable of writing anything outside your dry reports to Brimstone.”

“I wrote a thesis, you know.“

He pretended not to hear her and cleared his throat to theatrically read the poem:

Thou takes many forms One that can withstand the great storm On occasion even carried away and dropped in thorns The faces thou adorn, hope it doesn’t end in scorn

He paused. In truth, he didn’t read a lick of a word after this verse. Maybe he should’ve practiced first.

Wanted by all Yet given in small - A rare piece emitting sunspots that enthrall Thou compelled the sun; its rays to thee it falls

Like a duck in water The top in order yet struggling under Don’t let it drive you asunder And laugh as you pass the thunder

Looking up, he finds Sabine in a fluster, her complexion pink. He takes in the sight without trepidation. At that moment, he thinks her a predator turned prey, so out of her element as she was.

“Now, for who was this meant to be?”

“It’s for you.”

He danced away as she moved to snatch the paper from his grasp.

“Me?” He read the note again.

“Yes,” she snapped, pointing at the small letters painting the edge of the paper. “You.”

He peered at the margin and then gave her a quick glance. He couldn’t believe his eyes. There, at the corner, it said:

…in written adoration for Vincent.

Yours, Sabine.

“I was supposed to give it to you on our anniversary,” as she poked his chest with the paper, her indignant tone slipped into something softer. “You just got impatient.”

He blinked twice in confusion. It was startling, the notion of being observed so keenly that they create a piece so charming, so rapturous–just for him. And from someone like her, no less. She was a woman of little words and even less patience. But she did it anyway.

He wrestled to dismiss the warm honey that turned his legs to sludge and swept his insides in disarray. “I didn’t know you thought of me like this.”

She pressed her lips together as she always did when suppressing a smile, a calm settling visibly on her features. Her muscles were no longer stiff, and her green eyes had softened and relaxed. There, he knew immediately that his trespass was forgiven.

“I always think of you.” She reached out to cradle his face between her palms and stroked his cheeks gently with her thumbs. “Your wants, your dreams, your fears.” He leaned into her caress, half-expecting that he had only imagined everything. It was too surreal. He must’ve dreamed this out of sheer desperation to feel her touch, a warmth so rarely given. Wanted by all yet given in small, her poem had said. Did she want this too? Does she feel as strongly as he does for her?

“I have a hundred and one questions, but just knowing that you thought of me at all is enough.” Was what he would’ve said if his voice hadn’t left him. She was across from him, her velvet veiled gaze fixed on his, waiting for him to reply.

“Look. I’m not the most articulate person or the most creative–” she sighed, and as he felt her withdraw, he stepped closer to bring her hand back to his side. “–Nor am I good at thinking on my feet about things like this, but I can prepare. And that’s what I did.”

His heart swelled with euphoria. Contrary to what she said, every word she’d thrown together in the past minute had rendered him speechless, made him mute, as if he were a pirate who finally discovered a hard-earned boon. After years of being deprived of such treasure, he was content in letting her speak her mind.

She scowls.

“Please say something–anything. Between the two of us, you were always the better person with these things.”

He rejected this immediately. A better person? I still haven’t told you about my involvement in the Everett-Linde Lab, his conscience whispered. What did her poem say again?

Ah. The faces thou adorn. Hope it doesn’t end in scorn.

He memorized her features, taking note of every point in her shape, face, and the contours of her hands. He finds her distressingly attractive. Closing his eyes, he felt her radiating warmth and imagined them turning cold. He shuddered. He couldn’t take it. He feared a time when she finally puts the pieces of his treachery together; for her mind traversed across everything, quick, keen as lightning.

“Is that all you can do?”

No. I can tell you that I killed your friends. And that I feel nothing when I remember my sin. I don’t wallow in these useless things. Just that it wrecks me in every second of my day not to tell you about it.

“Yes,” he said, folding the truth back from his lips. She studied his eyes again, as if searching for something. Chamber was afraid she’d see through his deception, so he maintained his gaze… like a duck in water, the top in order yet struggling under. God, how much does she see?

“I–” He choked. “I love you, mon cherie.”

He didn’t want to hurt her. Maybe tomorrow. But not today.

END.

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So, how did you interpret Viper’s poem for Chamber?

Did I start another fic before finishing my other WIPs? Why yes. Yes I did. BUT THIS FIC IS A GIFT OKAY.

a gift to zero, here’s that cute and chamber thing you requested <33 i hope it’s cute enough, cuz i still can’t help but sprinkle a little angst in. hope this cheered you up!

big thanks to my high school self for writing the darned poem and to my indispensable beta-readers: crow and dan.

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"to grow old in." - Chamber x Viper Fanfic Part 1

Chamber finally reaches his aspiration, his ultimate ambition, and he brings Viper along with him.

It goes terribly wrong.

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Pairing: Chamber x Viper

Status: One-shot, Part 1/4

Chapter Tags: SFW, Banter

Length: 308 words

For maximum enjoyment, listen to this while reading.

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Sabine cinched the tie on Vincent’s neck, running her fingers along the silk and spreading her hands on the contours of his lapels. “Mind dressing me up?”

Vincent’s brown eyes glinted in mischief as he raised his voice in mock imitation of hers. “I’m not your stylist.”

“Did you want me to say please?” she taunts under her breath, moving her grip back to pull his tie in a faux attempt to threaten his airflow. “I didn’t think you cared for manners.”

“Not one bit.”

“Good. Wouldn’t want you regressing now, do we?” she said, flicking his growing grin before turning around. “Kingdom loves its leader naughty.”

“Ah, that it does.” In the mirror, she sees him tie the length of her ribbon with careful precision. He was always good with his hands. Closing her eyes, she can feel herself smile in self-satisfaction as he wraps his arms around her waist and guides her to sway with the music playing softly in the spacious chamber.

In between, peppering gentle kisses on the side of her neck, she caught his soft murmur, “Tu serais pas en train de me faire du gringue par hasard?”

“One day, I’ll have Killjoy finish her translation device, and you’ll have to think twice before saying anything in French.”

“Perhaps.” He hummed in response and slipped a thin envelope into her clutch. “Open this after the gala.”

“What’s this?”

“A gift. For you. And your response–” he placed a last kiss to the backs of her knuckles, the envelope clutched tight within, “–my reward.”

Viper prides herself to be good at following the rules and makes haste to keep it in a vase away from her person. Curiosity kills the cat, and she will not be around to get tempted by such trifles.

To be continued...

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"Tu serais pas en train de me faire du gringue par hasard?"

Translation: You wouldn’t be trying to seduce me by any chance?

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