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#omen valorant smut
2dmanlover · 2 years
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Hii! A little fanfic request, could I have an Omen x fem!reader (or gn if you prefer) where she treats him very gently? Per example, she runs her hands on the side of his hood and praises him, kisses his hands and tells him how proud she is of him, very cutesy and wholesome! Unless... a certain wisp gets off on the praise and has to excuse himself whenever those moments happen to jerk off secretly, remembering every praise and every touch.
of course ! i love this req so much. sorry for taking so long to write it! i normally like to write longer stuff and i’ve been pretty busy lately. currently working on some other reqs too ! <3
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Omen x GN!Reader nsfw
a/n~ so in his lore it says that he might kinda feed on the energy from the kills he gets so i incorporated that idea into this. also— so it made sense i gave him a sort of human form? i guess. he has a face and a dick i’ll say that. also this is not proofread so excuse any mistakes
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cw// violence, some angst, masturbation, lowk perv!omen
Omen has been acting different and looking a bit sick lately. You are concerned for him and feel you might be the only one who actually cares about him. After a mission, you bring it up during the debrief.
Another kill. Omen was on a streak of 3 now, dropping agents fast and ruthless. He’d been acting differently as of late— quieter, the fact he could be any more silent is already concerning. More withdrawn, one could say. Despite being as weird as it seemed to you, nobody else seemed to notice. You would assume others would at least be a little concerned, especially as the past few missions he was barely making it out alive. Now though– it was shocking to see how proficient he was. No huff in mockery, no laughter, just… cold.
Physically and of his personality. Normally the man would laugh and glow a bright blue with each kill, but now, he was peakéd– as peakéd as a phantom could be. His whisps were dull and thin and he seemed a little winded. As the dots began to connect in your brain, you couldn’t help the look of concern on your face. You leaned against the wall while processing your epiphany.
“Focus, agent.” Omen rasped, elbowing you. You snapped out of the fabricated catastrophe building in your head. It wasn’t until you looked up at him with glossy eyes, the seams of composure nearly bursting, that he’d shift his gaze away from your face.
“Omen, get down!” you yelled, pulling him down to a crouch with one hand, the other pressing on the trigger of your vandal. He pulled out his side arm and finished off the penultimate agent still shooting at you. You pressed your back against his, easily putting a lethal hole in the head of the final agent.
Letting out a shaky sigh of relief, you slumped against him, finally putting this 48 hour mission to rest. It was shocking that he’d let your head fall into his lap, considering the disgust he’d voice towards the other agents when they’d do so much as reach for a handshake.
You fell asleep waiting for the dropship, only to be woken up a couple hours later by the rhythmic whirring of its engines and cold gloves running through your hair. Stretching from your nap, you looked up to the sky, seeing it turned deep black speckled with stars. Just out of the frame is Omen’s chin and the blue wisps emanating from his hood, as he looks off toward the dropship.
“There’s our ride” he said looking down at your sleepy face. Heat flooded to your cheeks looking into his seemingly emotionless facade.
You rolled off and stretched as he stood up. He reached a hand out to help you up, almost as if he pitied you fearing for his health.
“Thanks,” you let out under a small breath.
It wasn’t for another couple of hours the two of you would debrief at the headquarters, taking the time to nap and freshen up. You leaned against the wall opposite from Omen in the hall your quarters were in.
“You alright, Omen?” you almost tripped over your words. There was something so intimidating about him. “You seem… ill, I guess.” You stood up straight off the wall. His silence made you begin to regret your decision to say anything.
In your head, you told yourself to stop being so shaky, making a few small steps towards him. His eyes seemed to follow your own; it was a strange sight— seeing the dark eyes and pale skin that were rarely revealed from under the mask. You reached up to feel the spindling fog that leaked from his hood.
“I don’t know… I just noticed that— you know— on missions recently you haven’t been so alert. I guess I just wanted to say you did really well out there. I’m proud of you.” You mulled around your words, looking down.
Tracing his arms with a feather light touch, you shyly lifted your eyes to meet his own.
The pseudo-touch he felt through his clothes and the words that dripped with worship coming out of your mouth sent a shock of energy down his spine. It was all so stimulating to him. He burned brighter blue smoke. Normally he feeds off the paranoia— the fear. But this… this was different. You had a soft look of concern on your face that he found so perversely sweet.
A tear rolled down your cheek as you hastily wrapped your arms around him and hid your face into his chest. For a moment, he was stiff with his arms floating by his sides so as not to touch you— but as soon as a moment passed, he softened into your embrace and let his arms rest around your frame.
You lifted your face from his chest to look up at his face. He opened his eyes to look down at you, cheeks wet and red with tears. As another droplet fell from your eye, he cupped your face and wiped it with his thumb. You gave a quivering smile.
Running your hands down his cold hood, you rested your forehead on his.
“I’m okay, angel,” he whispered, breath grazing your lips.
You let your eyes drift shut, and delicately ran your hands down his hood, arms, and then stopping to intertwine your fingers with his. With a hand still cupping your cheek, you felt light prodding at your lips. An almost numb, fluid sensation of his lips against your own. You let one of your hands roam his torso as his lips every so lightly locked with yours.
You pulled back with a deep breath, but barely lifting your forehead off of his. A small step back let you see the fullness of his form again— it was much livelier than it had been. You smiled softly and brought his hands up to your lips, kissing the knuckles. He felt far warmer than before; knowing he healed somehow satisfied you.
“I’m going to bed,” you told him. “Goodnight, Omen.” He didn’t let how dumbfounded he was creep through his features until he heard the door of your quarters shut. A gloved hand rubbed his knuckles, processing your ever-so-fulfilling touch. It seemed to linger on his hands.
Slowly, he walked into his room and sat down on his bed. For a moment he looked at the door, imagining the emotions on your face he’d never seen before. A sort of shock slowly crawled down his spine as he mindlessly began palming his growing bulge through his pants. A thought of shame crossed his mind, but would soon be drowned out by your touch replaying so vividly in his head. He slowly unbuttoned his trousers and took off his shirt before laying down on top of the covers. Mixed into the recent memory’s encore was the image of you running your hand down his bare torso, dipping beneath the waistband of his boxers. The feather light touch of your uncertain hands tracing his hard cock and spreading his precum over his tip. He mimicked the movements you made in his head, stroking his tip and letting him catch your lip between his teeth.
Recreating the fleeting grazes you’d make on his arms onto his shaft, he got lost in the daydream. It felt very real to him, yet it was not good enough.
“Fuck.” he groaned under his breath as eagerly worshipped him, curling your fingers around his shaft, finally pumping him.
“You make me feel so good.” he whispered to himself. He pined for your touch to break the numb barrier between himself and the rest of the world.
His strokes became sloppy, cock twitching underneath his palm and fingers. His thoughts became more lewd and lascivious; perhaps you’d let him invade your warm mouth, maybe even let him bury himself inside you.
Completely lost in the dream, he came at the sound of your soft voice saying his name. It hit his ears, feeling so incredibly clear— realistic. He groaned your name in response, spilling hot ropes of his seed onto his stomach.
Pumping himself lazily and coming down from the peak of his orgasm, he opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling. He could barely keep them open, feeling spent after replenishing himself with the libido of his session.
His breaths were getting lighter as he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head, seeing your frame standing at the doorway as you closed it behind you.
“Omen?” you breathlessly inquired. He couldn’t feel what he expected. Fear, disgust, anger. Just… curiosity, arousal, lingering in the air.
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crimsonbubble · 1 year
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Thigh riding and dirty talk with the val guys 🙏
cw. nsfw, gn!reader, thigh riding, praise, degradation, overstimulation, marking, poorly translated languages *not proofread, just pure brainrot
[breach isn't here bc I just didn't want to write for him :// this is so rushed and half assed im sorry 😭😭]
MINORS DNI!!
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brimstone (daddy issues popped out with this one yikes)
a sweetheart
literally so attentive
does the work for you
holds you against him as he rocks your hips against his thigh
"atta boy/girl, doing so good baby."
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chamber
cocky mf
he either sits back and watches you do all the work
or literally can't sit still and guides your hips over his thigh
loves watching you melt into him when he guides your hips to ride out your orgasm
likes when your nails dig into his shoulders when he keeps your hips moving after your first orgasm
"you can give me one more, right mon ange (my angle)?" "be good for me and give me one more, pour que je puisse m'occuper de toi. (so I can take care of you)."
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cypher
good mix of degradation and praise
loves to see you get all flustered when you rub against him
lives for the way you get flustered and hide your face behind your hand
"oh come on, is that the best you can do?"
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harbor
his focus is on you
forget about him
let him take care of you
holds you so carefully
rubs your back as his hands follow the movements of your hips
"don't worry about me, let's focus on you, yea?"
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kay/o
he's a robot therefore he vibrates
I feel like you'd have to like show him porn or smth to get him to understand the concept of dirty talk
but I feel like he'd be a little stiff with it, not really sure what to do
but give him time to research and study a bit and he'll get the hang of it
"take it easy, just like that."
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omen
so touchy
literally wants you to cling to him
like just bury yourself into his arms as you pleasure yourself on him
lets out soft grumbles that can only be considered as some form of purring
"my sweetling, so good to me."
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phoenix
literally does not know when to shut up
will run his mouth about how good you look and how well you're doing
easiest way to shut him up is to kiss him
the easiest way to keep him quiet is to make out with him
not just a few short kisses
I mean full sloppy kisses, desperate grabbing at each other and feeling all over one another
"c'mon baby, do it for me." "fuck, you're so good to me."
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sova
an absolute sweetheart like brim
he'll keep his hands on your thighs as you rut against him
he'll take over when you start whining and slowing down
praise praise praise
sova loves seeing how your cheeks grow warmer and how you hide your face when he tells you how pretty you look
"such a good boy/girl for me, дорогой (sweetheart)." "its okay, I've got you, keep going for me, малыш (baby)
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yoru
mixes praise and degradation like he's a fckn chef or smth
gets off on you rutting against his thigh as much as you're getting off to you rutting on his thigh
hickeys upon hickeys
love bites upon love bites
he can't keep his mouth off you
"look at the mess you made on me, you little whore." "fuck you look so pretty like this, fuckin use me, c'mon."
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astridselixir · 8 months
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"𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐢𝐭. 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠."
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Pairings: Yoru x fem!reader
Summary: After a stressful day filled with missions and nonstop training sessions which involved Brimstone yelling at everyone around, it was safe to say that you and Yoru were exhausted. So, as always, you two decided to let off some steam. And what better way to do that than to have his pretty lover, you, ride him?
Warnings: p in v, riding, use of pet names, bit of degradation, unprotected sex, breeding, porn w/o plot
(A/n: When I heard Yoru say this in a match, I just knew I had to write it. Istg, I go feral everytime this man speaks.)
(NSFW below the cut!)
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“That’s it. Keep going.” Yoru breathes out, hands tightly gripping your hips as you moved up and down on his length, whines and moans of pleasure escaping your lips every now and then. Such pretty sounds, he thinks. But then again, everything about you was pretty.
“Look at you. Fuck. Such a slut for my cock, hm?” You were far too out of it to even process what he said, so you only nodded, hoping you weren’t making a fool of yourself in front of him
Seeing this, he chuckles, squeezing your supple flesh reassuringly as he continues to watch you ride him, guiding you here and there. What a glorious sight; Yoru knew this image of you would be stuck in his head for days. He relished in the way you bounced on him, tits mimicking the movement of your hips as you lost yourself in pleasure. He wished he could stay in this moment forever, within the warmth of your gummy walls.
Your eyes were screwed shut, head thrown back with a fucked out expression painted across your face. One hand was firmly planted behind you, on top of Yoru’s leg as you straddled him while the other rubbed quick circles on your clit.
Fuck, you looked like a goddess. He was losing his mind over how heavenly you appeared to be as you played with yourself.
You could say this was your favorite part of the day; sexual tension finally getting released in the bedroom, relieving both you and Yoru. This is definitely what you both need after such a stressful day. A good fuck.
I mean, working as an agent for Valorant was stress itself alone. And it’s worse knowing either of you could get injured at any given moment, or maybe even die. But you try not to think about it too much as it would only make things worse.
As you both continued, it was as if fumes from your intimate activity were clouding the entire room, creating an atmosphere of sex and need. One that felt warm and moist on your skin, added with a bit of familiarity.
“F-fuck. ‘m close, so close.” You uttered out, hips desperately grinding on Yoru’s to reach that sweet climax you’ve been working so hard for.
Hearing this, he bites his bottom lip, forcing a stop to your movements which earned a frustrated exhale from you. You opened your eyes, vision slightly hindered by tears as you turned to look at him. You tilted your head to the side, shifting in your position while giving him a look of confusion.
The agent only chuckled at this, amused by your frustration. He enjoyed seeing you suffer— it was a guilty pleasure of his. He rubbed small comforting circles onto the skin of your hips before answering,
“Come here, my love. You’ve done so much work already, let me take care of the rest.”
The minute those words left his mouth, butterflies exploded in your stomach, an even warmer sensation coating your already hot cheeks. You nodded eagerly as you moved, leaning down and wrapping your arms around his neck, nuzzling your face into his skin and planting soft kisses on it. He in response, smiled at this, kissing the side of your head before placing his hands on your back, rubbing it soothingly and getting into a comfortable position— one that he can easily thrust into.
“I love you so much.” He whispered, tucking away a strand of hair behind your ear.
Just when you were about to respond, you were cut off when Yoru slammed his hips into yours, the tip of his cock instantly kissing your cervix, causing your mouth to hang open and your eyes to roll back. The words died down on your throat, getting replaced by a loud moan that was both from surprise and pleasure as he practically drilled into your dripping cunt.
Babbles of his name rolled off of your tongue like a prayer, nails digging into his skin as you mewled, the sensation becoming almost too much to bear.
Oh, you were so close. So close that you were practically hovering over the edge. All you needed now was just something to push you off, and luckily for you, Yoru knew exactly how to do that.
Tears slipped out of your eyes, rolling down your cheeks as you sobbed, begging the man beneath you to let you cum.
“Wanna cum so bad. Please, please, please. Please let me cum.” You cried out, your whole body shaking as Yoru continued his abuse on your wet heat.
He smirked upon hearing your words, holding you tighter against him, his hands leaving marks on your hips that will surely bruise tomorrow.
“Aww, my little princess wants to cum? Go on then. Make a mess on my cock like the whore you are.” He cooed, both amusement and mockery evident on his tone. He loved seeing you like this. A literal begging mess that was ready to be picked up and pieced back together. He swears he cums almost instantly when he hears that cute, little voice of yours plead for his approval.
That was all you needed to reach your peak. It felt as if you toppled over the edge, a burst of ecstasy shooting throughout your body like electricity, sending aftershocks and waves of euphoria to ripple through your whole being. You let out an almost pornographic moan, sending the man beneath you over the edge as well.
Yoru moaned as he shot thick ropes of cum inside of you, filling you up to the brim and coating your velvety walls white. He continued to sloppily thrust, pushing his seed deeper and making sure it wasn’t dripping out. He wasn’t allowing even a single drop to go to waste.
Oh, fuck. The sole image of you swelled with his child made his eyes roll back, a shiver running down his spine at the thought of getting you pregnant. If that were to happen, he’d surely be overjoyed. But of course, he’ll always leave that choice up to you.
After that, you both stayed still, breathing heavily as you tried to calm down from your previous high. You were exhausted, sweaty, and satisfied. You couldn’t have thought of any better way to end this day.
“I love you…” You murmured, words slighty incoherent, but you’ve been with Yoru long enough for him to know exactly what you said. Your eyes slowly closed, a sigh of contentment leaving your lips while his hand smoothed over your back, occasionally tracing shapes on your skin to help you fall asleep faster.
Once Yoru was sure you were knocked out, he slowly pulled out and gently laid you down on the bed. He then got up, slipping on a fresh pair of boxers before going into the bathroom to grab a damp towel. He also grabbed clean clothes for you to change into before walking back to the bed.
He sat down on the edge, admiring your sleeping form for a while and the peaceful look you had on your face. God, you were so beautiful (he lost count of how many times he said that already), he adored every single thing about you. From your curves to your beauty marks, everything. You were the sheer image of perfection in his eyes. No one could ever compare to you. A literal supermodel could be in the same room as him, yet he’d only have his eyes on you.
Shortly after ogling over your beauty, Yoru got to work and began wiping you down. He made sure you were as clean as possible before changing you into the clean undergarments he brought. He also took off the sheets and threw them in the laundry basket, not bothering to put on new ones since he was too tired and didn’t want to disrupt your slumber.
Once he was done, he got under the covers and pulled you into his embrace, giving you one last kiss on the forehead as you snuggled closer to him. He smiled once he felt this, causing him to think that you were seeking his warmth— you were. That alone was enough to reassure Yoru, allowing him to drift off to sleep with his mind at ease.
(A/n: Alrightyy, I just needed to finish this one so I could finally start working on the requests I have! Thank you sm to all the anons that sent me requests! I love y’all 🫵🤍 Hope you guys have/had a great day‼️🎊)
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khuzena · 2 years
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The valorant protocol when their s/o is so good at cooking
Valorant protocol (boys ver) x any gender!reader
Tw: fluff and crack and someone has probably did this before but idgaf this is my take. Small smut because these men are just down bad for you.
(chamber, yoru,kay/o, phoenix, brimstone, breach, cypher, sova ,omen)
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Chamber
He often cooks for his own meals and he doubts that anyone would ever cook for him out of the blue.
It was probably at morning he first tasted your meal, you, at the corner of his workshop with a bowl of Cream of mushroom soup for him, he was surprised at this sudden gesture and was held back at the strong aroma of it.
He took a bite and the way the flavors swirled in his mouth, he often eats at luxurious restaurants but your cooking is infinitely times better than what the others can offer.
He enjoyed every bite and wanted to taste every delicious delicacy that you can give, he'll provide you with a credit card with no limits, telling you to use as much as you need for your cooking appliances or ingredients as such.
Chamber would gift you some cook book recipes at random times, just open your cabinet and you'd see a shopping bag with french culinary cook book with literally every recipe. (If you do use that cook book, he'd be delighted and would want to be the first person who tries your food)
When he's busy though, he'd just quickly munch on some treat you made and would kiss you goodbye, tasting the whip cream on his lips as he goes to work.
Yoru
Much like chamber, he won't ever cook for anyone in the protocol other than himself and you, he lives off instant ramen and tonkatsu like a broke ass college student but yeah he's at an average level when it comes to cooking.
When he first tasted some dessert you mafe for him, preferably tiramisu, he savored every bite but his pompous ass can't set his ego aside to compliment your skills.
He'd sometimes watch you cook in the kitchen and hide in the corner of the room, admiring how you absolutely handle the spatula and every ingredient with elegance and deft. (However, if you do catch him sneaking around he'll quickly run away and won't face you until you bug him and would make a shitty excuse that it wasn't his intention to watch[it was])
Yoru sometimes teases you that you cooked food for him because you're so in love with him and so you shut him up with a spoon of cake you made.
Kay/o
He can't eat or smell food so sometimes he'll just watch you eat the food you make and watch you make it.
Even though he can't eat it, he likes watching you cook and would offer to help you prepare or make some dishes if you'd like.
Kay/o thinks the dishes you make are a work of art because it looks aesthetically pleasing and even if it doesn't, he knows you pour your heart out everytime you decide to cook some food.
Sometimes he'd ask you what your food tastes like so even if he can't eat it, he'll have an idea of how good it tastes.
He once tried to cook food but he accidentally spilled water in his hard drive and malfunctioned as you just froze there not knowing what to do, kay/o wanted to impress you too but instead of that he got a lecture instead, and some kisses. (Metal kiss yay)
Phoenix
Everytime you cook for him when he's stressed or just hungry, he feels like he's more down bad for you because I think he's the type to find people who are good chefs very attractive.(not all though, just you)
When he tried their cooking, he was absolutely hooked and would be begging for seconds.
If his s/o could bake, he'd ask for some small snacks like cookies or macaroons if they could; I can see him that when he's busy like in a mission, he'd take out a small snack that you made from his pocket and eat it so he could calm down.
He'll definitely be the type to brag to the others that 's/o made me this, that blah blah blah' to no end because he's just so smitten with you and proud of you.
When you visited his family, you cooked so much food his mothers were literally asking you if you were phoenix's lover, phoenix had to resist the urge to call you his wife/husband because you're just perfect in his eyes.
Brimstone
Oh boy, in his days before, he tasted a lot of good food whether it was travelling or with his friends in the past, he's tasted a lot but it seems like decades worth of food isn't as delectable as yours.
He'd be quick to praise every bite of the food you offered him and even asked if you would like to be some sort of protocol's chef. (He'd pay you good but if you'd like, he'd pay you in other cough cough ways.)
I don't know but I think I saw some voiceline of cypher ranting to brimstone that they run out of that specific drink and how the rest of the protocol seems to be drinking all his expensive tea and telling brim to buy their shit so the others could stop; brimstone is like the father to the protocol and fixes most of the problems, and if you were to tell him that oh you run out of ingredients he'd be coming back to the base with literally trucks worth of groceries.
There are times he'd stop his work and just stare at you with love-struck eyes while you did your work in the kitchen, the other agents however either teased you or found it cringe on how you guys look like those old couples.
Breach
He's a criminal for fucks sake he lived in the underground for probably a long time now and he's tasted some good food sometimes but would just eat easy-to-make food that wouldn't take too much time. (And also why would you spend an hour making meals when the police is at your tail, coulda spent that hour running away from them, he says)
But he'll encourage you to make more food since it's too good and that you shouldn't waste that talent of yours.
Like kay/o, Breach would help you in the kitchen whether it's just cutting up some onions or frying an omelette, well if he can't help you with that he'll just help you with cough cough other ways. (Y'all nasty)
He thinks you're a better chef than jett and when she found out she was butt hurt from his comment, like she's a god damn sous chef but don't worry they're both aware you're probably one of the best, if not the best chef in the protocol.
I can see he's the type to do tiny gestures like small kisses or quick hugs when you brew him coffee or cook up some swedish meatballs after or before he does workout training with the others.
Cypher
I wanted to mention an angst like you cooking like a fucking chef god and it reminds him of his wife, his old family eating happily together but that's not the point.
Cypher loves your cooking, it makes him feel so warm inside and, like the rest, would praise you about how amazing your culinary skills are.
He once made a joke that you should open up a restaurant and that he'll be the first one to eat there, but if you really did, he'd eat there regularly.
I can see him as someone who has a sweet tooth so if you were to make like Moroccan desserts like, meskouta orange cake or Baklava, god damn it he'll literally get pumped up in his work and would work harder, almost like it was the most intense energy food ever.
Cypher would be the type to take pictures of your food and would put it in some photo book and surprise you with it and label some of it with sticky notes like, 'dessert 1: tastes delicious but you taste better', you smacked him in the forehead after though.
Sova
When he was younger, his babushka would make the most mouthwatering meal he's ever tasted.
Once sova has took a bite of yours, he thinks that your skill level is literally on par with his babushka's. (Remember, grandmas are literally the best chefs idc what y'all say, someone telling you your cooking is like better than their grandma's is the greatest compliment ever)
When you're cooking in the kitchen, expect him at the counter just watching your every move and patiently waiting for you to finish so he can take a bite of it.
After he finishes his meal, he'll kiss and hug you, telling you that everything you feed him tastes wonderful and how he'd want you to be his wife/husband.
If you're open for some suggestions on what to cook next, he'd make a list of food like russian food or new combinations you could try and would be the first, like the rest, to taste it.
Everytime you just give him a warm smile and try to feed him with some pasta for example, he has to resist the urge to not take you here and now because god damn that pasta looks tasty as fuck but you both know what's tastier. (Wink wonk)
Omen
Like kay/o he can't eat or drink but let's say hypothetically he can, he barely eats because he doesn't have to, he can't explain it properly that he's not hungry but he's craving for the meals you make, and your's only.
It's just that he feels happy when he eats it, he thinks it tastes good and the smile on your face when you watch him savor every bite makes him enjoy it more.
Both yoru and him do watch in the shadows/corners of the kitchen room but the difference is he's not shy when he gets caught, he'd knit you a tiny hat with little food designs because he thinks you'll like it while intently watching on how you concoct the greatest 3-star Michelin dish made.
While you cook in the kitchen, he'd wrap his arms around your waist as you both watch some food literally spinning in the microwave.
He lied one time to you that he actually needed to eat just so you could cook some food for him regularly, but when you gave him someone else's cooking he said he didn't want it and that's how you found out he lied.
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In conclusion:
You're their spouse. Anyways i hope y'all enjoyed this, i despise this tbh
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Hiii ok so. I wanna hear your headcannons for their various kinks/preferences/fav positions. Hehe
absolutely love
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Sova
this man absolutely has a thing about size differences between him and his partner
even if he’s only a little bit bigger than them it still does things to him. He just likes the feeling of someone under him, completely surrounded by him, protected by him
he loves giving and will happily receive if you offer but likes to focus on you
hes big in every sense of the word so don’t worry if you can’t take all of him
he might have a little bit of a thing about primal but he’s so gentle all the time it barely counts
if you want him to be rough you really gotta ask and even then he’s worried he’ll hurt you by accident
traffic light system all the way baybeeeee
he likes missionary the most because he can see every inch of you and kiss all over
surprisingly vocal, he wants you to hear how good you make him feel
Cypher
We all know how much of a dirty talker cypher is gonna be
the things coming out of his mouth would have lucifer dripping wet
and that’s not the only thing he can do with his tongue ;)
fr tho he is so into praising and degrading his partner
the mask isn’t gonna come off for a while, he’s nervous, he’s insecure, a little bit paranoid
but give him some time and you’ll be able to see all of him
he likes to make you beg for him to touch you and he likes it more if you use his real name doing it
he likes taking it slow cos he just likes taking his sweet time and drawing every noise out of you
although if you’d like him to hurry up just tell him so and he will put every inch of his body to use in making you feel good
he also likes recording you giving him head; the way you look up at him (and the camera) makes his knees weak every time
Chamber
Wear his clothes please he wants to ruin you in them
He has the biggest fucking thing about his partner smelling like him and you know it’s a distinct smell too with this dudes expensive cologne
will mark you up with hickeys and little love bites and will let you do the same to him, just not above his collarbones
he likes to look professional as we know
mirror sex
hands on your hips, around your neck, probably would leave some light marks from how tight he holds you
its a mildly possessive thing
suck on his fingers please
he likes being the dom cos he likes the control and he prefers to pleasure his partner more than himself but he can be convinced to sub
and oh man
the breathy moans and whimpers he’ll let out only for you
edge him and he becomes a bitch in heat
he has a little shred of pride left tho so don’t expect him to beg, he won’t (punish him as you like for that)
Yoru
rough sex but in a loving way
he has a thing for biting you.. he won’t apologise if he draws blood
MIGHT have a thing about knife play but only if his partner is okay with it and even then it’s more for show than actual using
he likes quick casual sex, he’s not as much of a fan of loooooooong sessions
drag your nails down his back, he likes looking it at in the mirror after
he fucking loves getting head
and he can be persuaded to give oral back, just make sure you pull on his hair, it gets him riled up
hes a thigh man
let him fuck them and he will love you forever
not as into kissing, but will still give you lots to show his appreciation
oh and degradation, if that wasn’t already obvious, I mean it’s yoru we’re talking about
(he doesn’t mean it tho and he will never cross any line his partner sets up, he’s just being a little bitch)
Omen
PRIMAL BABY
he growls he snarls he pants like a dog in your ears
he’s careful about his claws but if you want him to use them he will
scratches you up a bit
i think he’d like doggy style the most cos he can pin you down so easily
hes not much for dirty talking but he makes up for it with the noises he makes
yknow how it’s kind of hinted at in some voice lines that he can feel emotions n stuff? (Like razes laughter, and ofc fear)
he can feel his partner’s pleasure
it only amps him up more
he very much likes to bring you to tears from overstimulation
has a breeding kink even though he can’t get anyone pregnant
he just likes the idea of fucking someone so full
and that someone is gonna be you!
has a thing about smells AND biting you. He wants you to smell like him and he’ll leave a nice bite mark or twenty to claim you
tbh I think he’d have a low sex drive on his own, but he’s more than willing to make his partner feel good if they’re needy
Phoenix
Keeps a fan pointed at his bed during sex because he will heat up and he doesn’t want his partner dying of heat stroke
hes not the best at oral but A for effort
those fingers tho 😳
it’s canon he’s a musician is all I’m saying
fr tho he can and will have you cum from his fingers alone
if you give him head he turns into the whiniest mess, that’s the quickest way to turn him into a sub
ass man
let him grab it
but he might just start playing with it tbh LMAO
he also likes tummies! Please let him finish on you, he thinks it’s so fucking hot
keeps a good rhythm when he’s fucking
sex with him includes lots of joking around and laughing, that’s just who he is
kiss his neck he will MELT
Kayo
he’s a robot and is lacking in a face and equipment down there
thank god strap ons exist
pro of being a robot: doesn’t tire and can go as long as you want
he doesn’t have a sex drive so you gotta tell him when you want it
he also had no idea how it worked so first he watched some ✨videos✨to get an idea
the first few times he will need some guidance on how to make you feel good, but he commits these to memory
its not long until he figures out what you like most
vibrating fingers anyone?
him participating in sex is entirely for his partner, so expect lots of praise
whatever you want he will do
he won’t admit that he does really like watching his partner masturbate
may or may not possess the ability to record what he sees
he only looks at it to see what you react to tho, he just wants to pleasure you the best way he can :>
Harbor
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again
hes a service top
slow sex, lots of praise, massaging
fucks you slow but deep
loves giving oral
but lets.. turn the tide (I’m so sorry AHA)
if you get this man to sub/bottom
he takes it like a challenge
you can drag it on as long as you want, he won’t cum
so how do you win? Overwhelm him
kiss him with a hand in his hair, stroke him or go down on him or fuck him, touch his chest he likes it
tell him he’s doing such a good job, make him watch himself come undone
he is still the king of aftercare but if you topped please help him lmao
his legs are jelly and he is too fucked out to think straight
Breach
He worries about hurting you with his arms tbh
or just being too rough with you
hes a big guy and he knows it
would prefer if you were on top of him, just gives him peace of mind
for all that breach is loud and chaotic, I really think he’d be into cuddlefucking or just holding his partner close to him
the braid comes out. It was an accident the first time but seeing him with mussed hair and blown eyes is a Look and it stays
honestly I think he’d be a switch. Whatever you’re down for, he’s down for
hes probably a try-everything-once kind of guy, don’t be surprised if y’all start getting intimate and he brings up something he read online that you’ve never heard of
he holds you like you’re this fragile thing he might break, please show him you’re not
loses his mind when you ride him
big fan of taking naps after sex, you can just collapse on top of him or roll over and he’ll bear hug you
Brimstone
vanilla tbh
but experienced
this man knows how to fuck and he knows how to fuck good
Used to like being called sir, the military mildly ruined that for him
he’s a hard dom, don’t expect this man to ever sub or anything
you could maybe get him to bottom, but never sub
has a thing for spanking and power play (another side affect of the military ahahaa)
doesn’t have a favourite position, he likes all of them
he likes feeling bigger than his partner
would choke you if you asked him to but he probably wouldn’t do it on his own
he fucking loves dirty talking and teasing
this man rarely gets a break but when he does, you’re in for a long night
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cleavetheclover · 4 months
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🚨 CYPHMEN SMUT WIP LFGGGGG🚨
I just know @viktormaru will love this
These r like little snippets part of a really long one shot that might turn into a general cyphmen smut work
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^ first times always have discussion of boundaries, even if brief :)
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^Omen doesn’t know how to ask for things and it’s fuckin adorable
(Headcannon alert: Omen is a shitty and blunt communicator x Cypher who is a master of using words to his advantage = Omen gets help communicating things and it’s wholesome)
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^Cypher was leading but Omen said nope actually I’m the dom now and proceeded to bite everywhere (just like me and my boyfriend lol)
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kittenfrostt · 1 year
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i really wanna do nsfw alphabet hc’s with the valorant agents— send below who you’d like me to do!
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ruinmisterv · 2 years
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✉ Omen SMUT/NSFT headcannons
gn reader
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↳Doesn't remember much about his past life so thus why he doesn't have any experience. At first he relies on his instinct mostly.
↳It takes decades to have Omen warm up the the idea. He rarely steps out of shadows to talk to anyone unless you have taken initiative. He's a hard one to even keep track of, but have such intimate act with?
↳He might be a bit shy at first barely knowing where to touch or put his hands on. Once he gets the hang of it he'll be just fine.
↳Dom all the way. Just the thought of having you under his grasp, tearing up from the way he's roughly been thrusting into you leaving not only him, but you as well breathless.
↳Omen has chronic pain, as his s/o you try to help him in any way possible so thus why he let's out all of the frustrations on you. If he hurts you  somehow he will offer you the best care.
↳He's into choking. His light grasp around your neck while he's rearranging your insides feels divine. Will sometimes stop in the middle of the act to ask you if he can continue.
"Are you alright? Good. Because I'm not done yet.."
↳The controller DIGS his claws into your back as support. He scratches and leaves marks so much so that looking the mirror in the morning feels confusing. He loves tracing the little bumps on your back. It makes him feel relieved.
↳Isn't really that vocal. He's gonna leave out some breathy moans and once in a while tell you you're doing good, but that's it really. He loves listening to the sweet sounds that escape your mouth. It leaves the shadow in a bliss.
"You're doing well.. love.. continue"
↳For aftercare he checks to see if you're alright and pulls you into deep slumber. He loves seeing your adorable sleeping face next to the marks he inflicted on you. Finding someone who can accept the way he is now is hard, he's so glad he found you. He would stay with you for all eternity.
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Thanks for reading! Criticism is always welcomed. Have an amazing day reader!
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bigboipyromaniac · 1 year
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Write some more headcanons about omen x male reader, i liked the first part :D (or if you want, you can write something spicy😏)
Spicy headcanons for omen?😏 yall are naughty, good thing Christmas passed
• Omen doesn't really have a big sex drive
• But that doesn't mean that he won't do it with you
• Just make sure that everyone's asleep
• He hates it when the other agents ask him about his sex life's
• I'm pretty sure everyone though that he was all smoke and had no dick
• Plus I think some people are to scared to ask or think it's weird to
• But hey! You were the first one to find out
• But I am going to get into detail about his body
• I think he's similar to Reaper from overwatch
• Like can shape-shifting into a human and a smokey body
• But I feel like his smoke is a bit painful to keep on
• But yes he has a dick
• I don't think it's too small nor too big
• Just average (and maybe have some tentacles but you'll never know)
• He honestly likes to be bottom
• He mostly tired of going into battled all day
• So when he gets home he just want lay with you and do whatever you want
• But when he's top
• Oof
• Goodluck
• This man goes hard
• And won't stop until you both comes
• But the aftercare for this man
• He's so cute
• He's always asking you if your ok
• Or need anything from the kitchen
• And he would cook you anything you need
• Malewife over here
• He's always so scared that he might hurt you
• So yall have a save word if he ever goes too far
• What can I say
• He's a horny and smokey
• Love to kiss you after
• And also yell him You love him
• He'll be a blushing mess
Why did I make his cute in this
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braveclementine · 15 days
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October 15: Knife Play (Omen, Sova) 💚
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Warnings: 18+ readers only, Knife play, Knives, Knife handles, must I go on?
Copyright: I do not own any Valorant characters. I also do not condone any copying of this.
"Omen." You writhed in the man of shadows grasp as Sasha kept your legs pinned down, running the handle of a knife up and down your leaking slit. 
It was a silver knife, pointed and sharp on the end, with a thick handle, complete with a circle end. It was covered in your juices, collecting in the small hole of the end of the knife. 
Omen didn't answer verbally, a hum rumbling in his throat that you could feel through your back, which was pressed against his chest. 
"I can't wait for this to be inside of you, кролик." Sasha purred.  [Bunny]
"Sasha." You cried out as he slid the knife inside of your cunt, watching as the handle disappeared farther and farther until he reached the red dots that signified where the blade started. Your cunt fluttered around the handle, a thrill of fear shooting through your abdomen. You twisted in Omens' arms again. 
Sasha moved the handle around again, letting your juices soak the handle. He fucked you with the knife for a short amount of time. Just enough to be getting you worked up, whimpering and whining. 
The knife was cool and smooth, sliding inside of you. It tickled your spots, making your cunt tighten around the weapon with each glide. 
Sasha slowly pulled the weapon from your pussy, holding it up so you could see the strings of slick that slowly pulled away from you, dripping off the end of the knife. 
"Open." Sasha commanded and you parted your lips. 
Omens' hands were massaging your breasts, which felt amazing, while Sasha slowly pushed the handle of the knife between your lips. Tasting yourself on the knife, you licked it, making sure the Russian man in front of you could see your tongue. 
Sasha's brown eye darkened while his blue robotic eye brightened. He smirked, leaning forwards as he pulled the knife away. Your lips were inches apart before he whispered. "Hands and knees." and pulled away. 
Pouting that he hadn't kissed you, you flopped onto your stomach, before pushing back on your knees so your ass was sticking in the air. 
"Hmm." Sasha hummed, placing the wet end of the knife against your hole. "So tight, aren't you." 
Still put out about the kiss, you muttered, "It's a muscle, of course it's tight." 
Omen chuckled darkly behind you, before you felt him stick two fingers into your cunt, before pulling out and sticking the lubed up digits into your back hole. You whimpered, his other hand holding you in place so you couldn't move. 
"Back talk us again кролик." Sasha teased. "See what happens." 
You bit the inside of your cheeks so you didn't retort, instead deciding to pretend neither of them existed. This proved impossible to do as Omen started fucking you with his fingers and Sasha started to squeeze your breasts while he waited for Omen to finish warming you up. 
*CLUNK* *CLUNK*
The noises of the cameras gave you an electric shock, eyes flickering to Sasha's face. But either he hadn't heard them, or he was pretending he hadn't heard them. 
Amir. No doubt the man of electronics and cameras and spyware had been doing his nightly routine of checking all of the rooms, making sure everyone was safe and sound. You were sure he'd received a shock when tuning into this camera. Maybe that was why he left so quickly. 
You gave a yelp of shock and surprise, feeling your ring muscle relax around the circular part of the knife. They had taken advantage of your relaxed, non focused state and now the knife sat snuggly in your tight hole. 
You had a sudden vision of you dressed up in a bee costume and your face flooded with blood, completely mortified and embarrassed. 
The thought immediately went away however, as you heard the *CLUNK* again, but this time, it seemed to stay on, as you didn't hear it turn off. Omen's hand continued to pull and push the knife in and out of you, fucking you with it. 
Sasha meanwhile, was contenting himself with teasing your breasts, before he laid back and pulled you into his arms, making sure to keep your ass up in the air so he didn't stab himself. The vision of yourself as a bee came back, your cheeks turning pink once more. 
"What a beautiful colour." Sasha murmured, sweeping his fingers across your flushed skin. You could feel his hard cock underneath you, blood rushing through it, pulsing against your clit faintly. 
Sasha slowly took his cock in his hand, maneuvering it so that it lined up with your pulsating hole, before lowering you back down once more on his dick. Omen pressed a hand against your back so that you laid fully on Sasha's chest while the Russian man fucked up into you. Omen continued to fuck you with the knife in your backhole. 
Suddenly, Omen pulled the knife completely out of you, making you shout. But he quickly lined up his own thick, cyan coloured cock against your back hole, pushing inside. You cried out once more, biting into Sasha's shoulder, trying to keep yourself under control. 
*CLUNK*
Amir had left. The thought made your heart flutter for some reason you couldn't figure out. 
The two men fucked you between themselves harshly. Sasha kept a tight grip on your face with his hand, while Omen's fingers held tight to your hips. 
"So beautiful." Sasha purred again, pulling your face down so he could kiss you- finally! You hummed happily into the kiss, letting your lips part so he could dominate the kiss. 
You could feel one of the sides of the blade running down the spine of your back. Your breathing became a little lighter, pulling away from the kiss so you could concentrate a little nervously on it. You knew Omen wouldn't hurt you, but subconsciously you were also a little nervous about being cut. 
"Colour." Sasha cupped your cheek, regaining your attention. He knew where it had gone and now he wanted to check on you. 
"Blue." You said solidly with a little smile, before moaning lightly as Omen was continuing to fuck you, the knife still pressed against your skin. 
"Good girl." Sasha purred. Your cunt clenched tightly around him and you let out another pornographic moan, cumming all over his cock. "That's it." He murmured softly, running his hand across your hair soothingly as you shuddered, pleasure running through you. You could feel him finishing inside of you, Omen still thrusting furiously into you, before he too stopped and filled you to the brim. 
*CLUNK* 
Sasha's blue eye twitched a little and he huffed out. "Amir, if you want a show all you have to do is ask." 
You let out a squeak of surprise at Sasha's words, face turning red. Sasha winked at you and there was another *CLUNK* as the cameras turned off. Sasha shook his head, before helping you off his cock. Omen placed the knife gently on the bedside table, before teleporting to the bathroom. You could hear the sound of water being run. 
"You did so good for us princess." Sasha murmured softly, stroking your face with the back of his finger. "Now come, we'll take care of you." 
You wrapped your arms around his neck, letting him carry you to the bathroom, where their soft words of praise and the warm water put you fast to sleep. 
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anxiousrappitus · 1 year
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I finally got around to making my fanfic, please take the time to read it (:
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2dmanlover · 1 year
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op I loved your linger fic with omen I NEED a part two I'm BEGGING
Linger pt. 2 | Omen x Fem!Reader NSFW
part 1
cw//just smut LOL, hints of voyeurism, love confessions :>, ooc (human form) omen.
a/n- okay this is a case in which i was willing to write a part two just cos the fic and anon were foaming at the mouth begging for me to write it so here ya go <3. ALSO IDK WHAT HAPPENED TO THE COLOR OF THE TEXT IM SORRY DARK MODERS
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Ever confident of your intentions, he let his head fall to the side and flashed a rare smile. The sight made you shiver and subconsciously catch your lip between your teeth. Your eyes roved over his lenten form; his hand still resting at the base of his cock, hair splayed out on the pillow case, and thin blue wisps emanating from him, all perfectly framed by the moonlight spilling through the window. 
“You just going to stand there and stare?” His voice came out gravelly as always, sending licks of electricity up your spine. Your face flushed red and hot, knees almost knocking together. Omen began to tighten his grip on himself, slowly stroking up and down, putting on a show for you, knowing how cute you look when you’re flustered. 
You couldn’t help but let your shorts and panties drop, leaving nothing but your big t-shirt draped over your perked breasts, outlining your pebbled nipples. 
Slowly you walked towards him, each step light and almost silent on the floorboards. His gaze swept over your body as he sat up on the edge of the bed, kicking his boxers off in the process. 
“How shameless,” he sighed deep, hardening under his own touch. 
You cupped both sides of his face with your hands, kissing him hard. Rough hands dipped under your shirt, smoothing down the curve of your waist. The two of you reenacting what you both wished would have happened in the hall. 
He urged you to straddle him, pulling you by the back of your thighs. You whimpered at the brush of his tip against your bare clit. Twitching under you, his kisses went rogue and sloppy. The very tips of your fingers dipped through each rift of his abs, lingering to smear the fresh load he had just spilt on himself. He pulled a tight breath through his teeth as you skimmed over the contour of his cock. 
“You don’t know what you do to me,” Omen spoke low into the shell of your ear, gently turning you over on your back. Two fingers dipped into your folds, teasing your hole and spreading your slick. Flames crawled from your core up your neck, decorating your cheeks in red; culminating in a light and shaky whimper. His broad hand followed the heat up to your throat, pinching your nipple on the way. 
You shook with anticipation, looking into his dark eyes, barely illuminated by the ambient light. Eyes shifted down to his achingly hard cock that he held at the tip, dragging it through your dripping slit. Your face heated up more with embarrassment, realizing how aroused you had gotten by watching him jerk himself off. 
“Little voyeur you are,” he chided, his gaze boring deep into you. Finally, he sunk in the tip, working it a little before sheathing himself in your warm cunt in one fluid motion. 
You sobbed out a moan of his name, stretching your head back as he began to slowly thrust in and out of you.
“Please Omen—“ he interrupted your pleas with a kiss, both of his arms planted by the sides of your head, holding up his weight. 
Each stroke became faster, your moans becoming increasingly harder to control. It wasn’t like it mattered, though, as every breathy mewl would be drowned out by the sounds of Omen pounding into you. Underneath it all, he was much more vocal than he normally was, blabbering into your ear between kisses.
“You’re so good for me,” he admitted, “so fucking good.”
“Omen, please,” you choked out between thrust induced squeaks, “make me yours– I want to be yours. Fuck– I need you.” The words tumbled out of your mouth, yet were not empty, each and every one true to your deepest desires. 
He shifted his gaze to your sticky, flushed face, brows knit together in pleasure. 
“All mine–” he cut himself off with a groan, your walls clamping down on him as your nerves crawled towards the climax. 
“I love you,” he breathed out, kissing you just under your earlobe. Your arms flew around him as the orgasm ripped through you, nails digging into the hot skin on his back. He followed shortly behind you, pulling out to release onto your stomach. 
His lips captured yours hard and passionate, something you never thought you’d feel out of him, making up for the sudden feeling lost within your pussy. 
“I love you too, Omen,” you sighed out the moment he broke away, shifting him and yourself over, slotting your bodies together.
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2kiran · 4 months
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Hellooo, I don't find the list of the characters you write for... 😞 Do you write for Valorant characters? If yes, then I would like a dominant reader with an Omen that thinks he can take control and failing, If not, then thanks anyway!! (I love your works 💪)
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¿ CW. sub! omen. dom! gn! reader. handjob. marking-ish.
+ AZTELLS. heyy, angel. thank you so much. it's been nearly a month since you've sent this, so sorry. here's my directory.
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okay, OMEN would be at least slightly confident. he’s a phantom of a man, yet that doesn’t mean he didn’t have a face. you can’t really call it one, but it’s human in a way, shadowy lips eagerly pressing against yours. it’s soft, almost not there.
and OMEN tries. you know it. he’s trying to take the lead, to take control. he’s whining into your mouth, which makes it almost impossible to stop your grin from forming. “stay still.”
his voice is deep, powerful. but in this moment, there’s a certain edge to it. a certain creak—his words waver in a stutter. you find yourself in his lap, and his thighs are still the ones trembling.
“aw, baby..” he shushes you, finding his ghostly tongue on yours. it’s cold, faint, but it’s still there.
it doesn’t take long to have OMEN crumble. he can’t handle too much kissing, one for a fact. he also can’t get used to how you’re so damn handsy. you’re touching him everywhere—his armor, exactly—in a way no one ever has. then in a few moments, you’ll have him whimpering.
“please...”
even though OMEN isn’t exactly human, he still has his intimate body part like other men do. specifically his cock, that was very much leaking into your palm. it has an aura, or a shadow, in better terms.
cold, like every other part of him. all too familiar.
“mngh,” his hips rut up against your palm, your finger teasing his tip. “f..faster” your hand jerks him quicker. OMEN’s claws dig into your waist. it hurts, but the fact that the pain is coming from him makes it good. “ah-ah, y..yes, like that...”
OMEN buries his head into your shoulder, hiding the burning wisps from your heating gaze. he finally cums and it’s surprisingly warm, sticky. he’s sensitive, so he can’t contain his whine when you just keep going.
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⋆₊+ honorable knight. @cloudintheway. masterlist. taglist.
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khuzena · 2 years
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yoru and omen make-out hcs?
Makeout hcs w yoru and omen (+cypher and chamber because im a simp)
Tw. A bit nsfw
Omg finally( ╹▽╹ ) thank you for requesting! (≧▽≦)
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Yoru
Yoru rarely makes out with you in public, due to him getting flustered when other people see him, especially jett and phoenix; if they both see this man getting intimate with you they'll never stop talking about it.
Though in public, he'd just brush his hands with your and press a small peck on your cheek and look away.
However, in private, his kisses are deeper and heated.
Pulling your face closer to his as his hands wander and trace every inch of your body, especially your collarbone.
His kisses are passionate and slow as he stares at your eyes, lovingly; admiring your features and continues kissing you.
As he kisses you, his lips taste like matcha since most of the time he drinks it alot when he's with you. Not that you're opposed to it.
As you both pull away, he then nips at your collarbone and holding you tighter.
After that, he'd put a hand between your thighs as he kisses you again and pushing you down to the bed.
He'll pull you up and slowly take off the hem of your underwear. As you watch him do his own thing, blushing and whining at him playfully that he should 'stop'.
He likes to place love-bites all over your body, it gives him a sense of dominance over you so he doesn't stop doing it until your body is littered with his kisses and hickeys.
He doesn't care if anyone saw it, infact, he'd be more proud if someone noticed it and pointed it out.(as long as it's not jett and phoenix who points it out)
When you both are tired, the kisses are short but he loves to litter your face with small kisses.
Although if you guys aren't that tired, it'd be passionate and slow and will most likely lead to, ahem ahem sex.
Overall, great kisser and a very passionate one too. Just a bit shy at first but as you both get comfortable with each other he's a bold piece of shit. 100000000/10
Omen
He's a shadow and I don't think he has lips but let's say hypothetically he does.
Since this man forgot his past life, he's pretty inexperienced when it comes to kissing.
You'd have to teach him the ropes and you'd have to be the one who initiate the kisses until he gets more experience and becomes more comfortable.
When you both make out, he gets very nervous and the kiss gets really messy but he's trying and is really into it.
His lips taste like nothing compared to the other agents, he doesn't need to drink or eat so it's like you're kissing a soft cloth most of the time.
He doesn't mind kissing like small peck on the cheek stuff in public, but full out make out sesh? Nah. He doesn't get embarrassed but he doesn't want to get caught either.
As time pass by, he starts to become really experienced and he's the one initiating the kisses now.
He'd pull you into onto his lap and starts kissing you, then wrapping his arms around your neck.
Though most of the time it's sloppy and he gets embarrassed sometimes because some days he just doesn't know what he's doing.
Doesn't mean he doesn't like it though, in fact, he likes making out with you even if the make out sessions are short.
Make out sessions don't really end up like ahem ahem.. seggs unlike yoru and chamber. (Though it did only happen 1 time)
Once he gets too comfy with you though, no one will believe you if you said omen like to dirty talk sometimes.
Overall 12/10 shy at first but very passionate, sometimes sloppy but it's the thought that counts.
Chamber
Chamber probably has a lot of experience like cypher when it comes to making out.
Boy is so charming he's probably had some hook ups here and there(rarely though) but onto the topic.
When he kisses you, the kisses are romantic and passionate, like yoru but more confident about it.
Sometimes he's a bit rough and would slightly bite your lips and pin you against the wall and hold your wrists so you won't move.
He'll often trace his lips from your lips to your chest and hold you tightly.
Teasing is something he does lots and he uses it to his advantage, sometimes mid make out sesh, he'll lean to your ear and say something teasing as hell and he finds it amusing when you stutter and get shy from what he says.
He doesn't mind kissing you in public and doesn't give any shits if you both get caught, in fact, he likes making out with you when there's a chance you two will get caught because he likes to rub it in on peoples faces.
There are times he gets very stressed and is longing for your comfort, he'd randomly teleport to your room and kiss you in the cheek and teleport back to his room because believe it or not he gets shy sometimes. (And doing that to you, he'd literally scream at himself internally why the fuck did he do that)
When you two make out, you can taste a little bit of coffee that he brews often and drinks in his room while he works; his lips are soft but when you two kiss, like I said, he softly bites your lips or maybe grazes his teeth onto your neck.
Sometimes you'd hang out in his room and watch him do his work, he notices you peeking from behind and ushers you onto his lap.
You'd plop down on his lap while he works and he occasionally looks at you with loving eyes and you press a small kiss on his nose, that he'll gladly reciprocate.
The make out sessions with him are good and when no one's around, there's a 70% chance y'all will definitely have seggs
Overall 473849/10 because he's a little shit and a tease but I'm into that (。•̀ᴗ-)✧
Cypher
The man we've been waiting for cough cough
Idk but for me I think he's the one who just doesn't doubt his skill in kissing and making out with you and will gladly teach you and lead it if you wanted to.
Most of the fandom has collectively agreed he's had a family, if so if he had a wife then that's already a bunch of experience,(add some experience before he's met his wife and thats a shit ton) but don't worry that's in his past and he doesn't have time for anyone else but you.
When he makes out with you, the kisses are rough but romantic as he pulls you closer.
Much like chamber, he likes to tease and flirt with you every god damn time to just see your reaction.
In no way he would ever kiss or make out with you in public because of him keeping his identity a secret, and he would never want to be caught in the act. (But he does like making out with you in an empty alleyway)
In private though, he'd take it slow when he feels like it; peppering your face with soft kisses, onto your nose, cheeks, forehead and just everywhere.
Most of the time when you guys are alone, he'd randomly pull you into a deep kiss and brush your hair away from your face. There's little to no taste from his lips other than the lingering taste of mint tea he often likes to drink.
A bit nsfw but man has a high seggs drive and most 'innocent' kisses turn into heated kisses and lastly onto just him inside you.
He likes doing the french kiss with you and would sometimes abandon his work just to spend time with you and cough cough make out with you.
Much like yoru, he gets very handsy mid-make out sesh and would pull your hair a bit just for his amusement.
After the kisses though, he'd nuzzle his face on your neck and you both just stay there, ignoring the work that cypher should've finished yesterday; but for him doing things like this with you is much more better than work.
He's very dominant and my guy is a sadist and would make you beg for his kisses when he suddenly stops.
Most of your make out sesh with him will just end up with him inside you 90% of the time unless one of you guys are not in the mood or just too busy.
But he'll always find a way to spend time with you even if it's just short kisses.
Overall ∞/10 this man is just the best at doing it I don't make the rules it's a universal fact.
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This was long as shit but I hope you enjoyed it even if it isn't proofread and probably had some errors (◕ᴗ◕✿)
And the urge to just add chamber and cypher because i love them both
Thanks for reading and requesting
(。•̀ᴗ-)✧
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spicy cyphmen wip go wheeeeeee
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