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hi chat who wants to request some harbor

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soooo WHO MISS ME ‼️‼️‼️

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...again?

..a harbor x neutral!reader

..synopsis: continuation of ‘on the run.’ you, harbor, and a couple others, travel to omega in order to put a stop in legion’s plans. you finally catch a break in the worst place possible. EXPLICIT SMUT! This is NSFW.

..word count: 2.2k

..author’s note: i lowkey dont like the first fic i made for this ngl because i made it when harbor content was scarce and i was uber down bad 🤧i got into a heavy writers block halfway through writing this months ago and only got to finishing it now 😭 anyways, have fun simping sinfully 😎

You walk through the halls of the dorms, stretching your limbs and sighing when you feel the tension roll of your body. You were on your way to your dorm, which was rather far away from Varun's. Despite being married, Brimstone still opted to give your husband his own room. ‘To make things fair for the others,’ he said but you think this was just his way of implementing the infamous ‘no fraternization’ rule.

As you start unzipping the outer layer of your suit, you feel another presence in the room with you when you enter.

(Someone’s behind you.)

On instinct, you pin the perpetrator against the wall with his hand pressed behind his back, his front to the wall. He grunts at this and feels your breath against his ear as you speak, voice deep. “You should know better than to sneak up on me, Batra.”

“If it gets me this close to you, I don’t think I’m opposed to it, my love.”

You laugh and slowly release him. “What do you want, Varun?”

He smiles at you before turning and resting his hands on your waist. “Can’t I welcome my lovely spouse after a mission?”

“Welcome? What kind of welcome?”

He pulls you closer and you notice how his eyes flick from your lips to the skin exposed from your undone suit. “Maybe... the kind of welcome that requires you to soundproof this room?”

“Oh?” You give him a look as you feel up his arms. “And who’ll be needing the soundproofing? Me or you?”

“Whomever you like.”

You chuckle and press your lips against his. Before you two could get farther, a beeping coming from your nightstand interrupts you both. A call from the device plays automatically: “Harbor, I need you to come to the briefing room ASAP. And get Umbra while you’re on your way.”

Harbor sighs. “Looks like Harbor and Umbra are needed.”

He pulls away from you to retrieve his comms while you fix your suit and walk out the door. “Best not to keep them waiting, Batra.”

He jogs after you when you leave the room. “We’ll continue after this is over, right?”

——

Everything went downhill immediately after you, Astra, Harbor, and Skye reached the other side. Atlas troops were practically waiting by the teleporter, so your team had to move quickly to avoid them. But even then, they still managed to notice your presence about after an hour. You and Harbor decided to break off from the group in order to lose their trail, promising to regroup just outside of Europe.

Right now, the both of you were stuck in a hotel in Yüksekova, Turkey and waiting for Astra and Skye to reach you both. It wasn’t exactly easy looking inconspicuous with you both in your military gear, but you managed to make it work.

You stripped to your pants and shirt, leaving your outerwear with your husband along with the rest of your gear; then smoothtalking the clerk into giving you one of the best rooms the 3-star could offer and letting your husband in through the window.

“I remember when it was you who used to go through these windows to see me.” He smiles at you as he tries to go through the window with grace — he doesn’t — and ends up tripping on the floor with a groan.

“You always told me then that it was rather unbecoming for a spy to fall for someone like you.” Instead of immediately helping him up, you put a knee down and raise his chin to your gaze with your finger. “But here you are — fallen for me.” 

“Very funny.” He rolls his eyes as you giggle and pull him up, leaving the duffle bag full of your equipment on the floor. Varun takes in the room. “Wow, they gave you a queen-sized bed?”

“Life’s a lot easier when you know your way around people.”

When you notice your husband about to lay down on the bed, you immediately tug him towards the bathroom.

He pouts. “What?”

“You are absolutely not going to lie on our bed with your dirty clothes on.”

An idea comes to him and his eyes flicker to the bathroom. “Why don’t we take a shower then?”

“You go first. I’ll check on Astra and Skye and report to Brim.”

As you’re about to break away from your husband, he pulls you in and wraps his hands around your waist, lips brushing your ear.

“I meant together, my love.”

Your mind short circuits at his suggestion and you feel your face heating up, which was very out of character for you. But the idea of getting naked with him months after everything that has happened between the two of you, you’re surprised the idea didn’t come to you first.

(Unfortunately, your reunion in the VLT/R was the closest to intimacy you both had recently. It wouldn’t have been if not for Brimstone your separate rooms and inconveniently timed missions.)

He laughs at your expression and moves toward the bathroom as he takes his gear and clothes off. Your eyes flicker to his built abdomen and the hair that trails to his boxers.

“So, is that a yes?”

(...Were you really going to say ‘no’?)

“Oh, absolutely.”

You follow Varun into the bathroom, taking off clothes in the process. As soon as you step foot into the shower, he immediately pins you against the cold glass and devours you. 

His hands are restless; gripping your hips, moving onto your ass, then running them across your back, he pushes your torso to press against his and smoothly caresses you until his hands lands on your chest, squeezing your nipples. You whimper against his lips and you can feel him fucking smile.

(Your pride gives you the inescapable urge to make him like putty in your hands.)

You caress his chest, moving downwards, until you reach the member that's been lightly grinding against your hip and squeeze.

He moans into your mouth as you stroked his half-hard dick. “I can’t believe I waited this long for release.”

You giggle against his lips. “Were you that busy?

“I— ahh, fuck— Thought of you when I had the time.” He thrusts in your hand and presses the leaking head of his cock against your hip; he lets his hands rest on your waist. “Mm... Thinking about you riding my face, licking every inch of your skin— Ahh, right there... The things we always did whenever we were both on break, needy of each other... Like this...”

Varun Batra was pent up. Terribly. So he’s surprised he doesn’t cum on the spot when he’s greeted by the sight of you on your knees.

Level with his large, girthy cock, you lightly caress its sensitive spots and lick the precum that leaked out. He sighs at your ministrations and lightly ruts against your tongue. You press your lips on the tip and lick the sensitive vein that runs through the underside. He lets out a moan as he grips your hair, pushing you closer. Quitting your teasing, you finally swallow him whole. 

He rests his head against the marble walls of the shower, water running down his abdomen in rivulets. He breathes in sharp huffs as you suck on and squeeze his dick, moving at a pace that makes him grow impatient. Your eyes meet his through your lashes. He grips your hair harder, a silent plea to go faster, but you’re too sadistic to give him the satisfaction of being close to release.

“Please,” he whispers and you almost miss it. You drink in the sight of him begging for release — eyebrows furrowed, eyes lidded, and jaw tense.

Your mouth leaves his member and your hand takes its place as you begin sucking on the sensitive sack underneath it. He groans and begins thrusting in your hand as you kiss and lap at his balls, chasing release. You stand up abruptly, pressing your lips on his neck. 

“So, so good for me, honey.” Your hands are still stroking him at a slow pace and he begins to thrust faster. “It’s been months since I’ve touched you like this and look at you: rutting into my hand like you’re in heat.”

“Please.” He grits his teeth. “Please, just go faster. I need it. I need you.”

You give in and stroke him faster, touching the sensitive spots of his member and sucking on the most sensitive points on his neck.

“Fuck— fuck. I— Ugh, please. I’m close. So close.”

“Cum for me, baby.”

He finishes on your hip and thigh in spurts with a loud groan; the water washes away the traces of him. He leans against the wall, huffing. You smile and kiss his cheek.

“You did so well for me.”

“You’re evil.” He’s still catching his breath and tries to stay balanced against the wall with his legs slightly feeling numb. “Teasing me like that.”

“I’m sorry.” You pout, not so sincere in your apology. “I’ll let you have your way with me after we get cleaned up before we do anything else, hm?”

——

“Varun!”

Your back arches when you finally reach your climax after half an hour of his teasing, hips still bucking against his mouth. You look at him, chest heaving and eyes lidded. His mouth and beard are filthy with the traces of you and he grins. “That was well deserved.”

“I can’t even be mad,” you say as you laugh, still dazed. “I missed that mouth of yours, honey.”

“I think there’s more to me that you missed, jaanu.” He hooks his large hands under your knees and abruptly pulls you closer, his dick roughly sliding against your entrance. “I’m not done with you yet.”

You whine when he sinks into you, still sensitive from your previous orgasm. You wrap your legs around him and raise your hips a little higher, clenching around him when he thrusts balls deep in you. You feel so fucking full.  

He grips your hip with one hand and lightly squeezes the sides of your neck with the other as he begins thrusting slowly. You get a tingle down your spine with every squeeze to your neck.

“Varun,” you sigh out, “Please. Move.”

He looks at you with lidded eyes, drowning in the sensation of you. “Who am I to say no to you?”

He maneuvers your legs to rest on his shoulders and thrusts into you deeper, hitting the spot that makes your mind numb. A warmth floods through your body with every thrust inside you, cock sliding against your walls deliciously. He thrusts into you slowly but sharply as if making your insides memorize every vein that slides against it. 

“Fuck... Va— Varun, don’t stop.”

“I’ve missed seeing you like this,” he pants out, hastening his pace. “So pliant when you’re stuffed full of my cock.”

He moves to rest his forehead against yours, breaths intermingling. “What happened to the nasty tease in the bathroom, hm?”

You let out a strangled moan in reply, mind clouded in lust and pleasure. It had been so long since you felt this good.

He presses his lips against your temple, a gentle action contrasting the roughness in his quick thrusts. “I’m here… Let— let me take care of you now, my love. You have been so, so patient.”

You feel yourself getting closer to another climax, and you know Varun is too when his thrusts start getting sloppier.

“Just— just need to let go, pyare. Make a mess,” he groans out.

You move the messy and sweat-slickened strands of hair away from his face, and kiss him deeply. You clench around him when you reach your peak, pushing him over the edge at the sensation. Moaning into your mouth, he ruts against you, filling you up.

When he pulls out, you notice the mess from your lovemaking, bodies coated in a sinful painting of need and lust. He follows your gaze to the mess between the both of you.

He laughs tiredly and you do with him, sweet lovers in bliss. You press another kiss to his lips, still feeling weightless. “It looks like we need another bath.”

——

You groan as you move to get up from the bed; the both of you decided to lay down immediately after showering, tired but happy. “I can’t believe that we did this in the middle of a mission, in another dimension no less.”

“I guess we can cross things off our bucket list then.”

He watches as you cross the room towards the duffel bag, staring intently at the bruises on your torso mostly from the Atlas troops. You dig through the duffel bag to find clean clothes and your communicator. You throw the clothes at your husband as you send a message to Skye and Astra about your whereabouts and status. Noticing an audio message from Cypher, you decide to let it play as you put on clothes.

“Umbra! I take the mission is going well, yes? Must be quite taxing especially since you four are stranded in another dimension — pleasure is hard to come by, hm? Let it be known that I am not one to delete audio and visual records, but as your ever trustworhy information broker, no word will reach Brimstone and the others about your — heh, tryst with our beloved, rogue water-boy. All the best.”

You groan into your palms, “Oh, my God.”

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Hey hey! Can I request some scenarios with Sova, Cypher, Chamber, Harbor (and whoever else you wanna add) where their s/o (the reader) is giving them the silent treatment-

like they’re full on avoiding and ignoring them and when they confront the reader they tell them it’s because they’re omega earth selves almost killed them on they’re last mission and it really scared them and it ends with fluff and comfort please and thank you. Feel free to deny this request and/or take your time! <333

Thanks for the request! @prismuffin!! You're giving me my 4 favs and I'm here for it. I love them so much. As for the cold shoulder, I am an expert in that shit because I give the cold shoulder when I'm in a pissy ass mood.

Frozen Bridges

Chamber

Chamber may look like he doesn't lift a finger around the Protocol, but that was contrary. He is more than welcome to cook for the returning team, but he usually does it whenever it was his dear amour's team.

"Mhm! Chamber, that smells so good!" Astra compliments as Chamber laughs, mixing the freshly made pasta with the carbonara sauce that was in the pan before turning off the heat.

"You sure that's enough for all five of them, amigo? They got Breach and Phoenix in that team and lemme tell you this, they eat like vacuums." Gekko jokes before Chamber ruffles his green hair.

"Of course, my friend! I still have some more fettuccine ready to mix with more sauce. I just hope that they don't do a carbonara eating contest." He sighs, whispering a prayer to himself before he hears the door open to you and your team.

"Ah! Welcome back! Chamber just finished cooking carbonara so it's fresh from the pan." Gekko says while putting down a set of plates and forks while Breach and Phoenix race to the table to get the first bite.

"Thanks, Chamber. I'm actually quite hungry." Sage smiles, gracefully taking a seat beside Phoenix who was filling his plate with carbonara.

"Just take a plate to my lab. I have to go change before I accidentally poison someone." Viper cringes, walking away from the dining room as some of her poison drips onto the floor, leaving black burn marks in the metal.

"Understandable, mon amie." He says before he turns his head and sees you standing by the doorway.

"Ah! Mon amour, thank god you are in once piece." He sighs, pulling a chair for you as you slowly took a seat silent, something that was quite odd from you.

"Unfortunately, I wasn't able to cook your favorite since Skye and Harbor still have to buy the groceries. Don't worry, I gave them as much money as they need." He says while you just nod, eating the carbonara in front of you silently. Now the silence is very very new. Even before you could take in the first bite, you would chatter on about a story of how your parents or your grandmother cooked a certain dish for you, or an old childhood memory that you reminisce from eating the dish he's cooked. But this silence was new and it kills him slowly.

"Amour, is there something wrong?" You only shook your head, not even taking a glance at him before he gives your teammates a confused look. Chamber sighs before silently taking a seat beside you and clasps his hands together.

"Tell me. Have I done something wrong?" He whispers, holding your hand only to feel you flinch away from him. . . Oh, he must've done something really, really wrong.

"Phoenix, Breach. Can you give us a moment?" You asked the two men, who gave each other a worried look before taking their semi-filled plates and walking to the common room. The both of you were alone now, in a tense and serious atmosphere.

"Don't take it personally, okay my love? It's just getting to me." You warned, sniffing and wiping some stray tears as he holds your shoulder and smiles at you.

"It's fine, mon amour. You can tell me anything. I promise, I won't take it personally." He assure you, his hand tracing your back soothingly.

"Vin. . . Your double, he almost killed me today."

The room filled with silence, only the buzzing of the air conditioner was heard. Vincent's expression grew grim before nodding.

"Ah. That's why. If you don't mind telling me. What did he do?" He asked, the hand on yours tracing circles on your skin.

"I was able to escape Raze's rocket but he kicked me down and---." You paused, panic in your voice settling in as you recalled the events that lead up to this moment. The moment you couldn't deny the similarities of both counterparts.

They have the same face, accent, the way they held their gun, goodness even the smirk they wear on their faces. It was all to similar. You couldn't help but think back to the moment he held his Tour De Force to your head when you face him.

"I'm so sorry, amour. You didn't deserve anything that he's done to you. I understand if you want to distance yourself to try and process what happened. I will give you as much time as you need, mon amour." He smiles before giving you a kiss on the cheek. As he starts to walk away, you hold onto his wrist and drag him towards you, engulfing him in a tight hug.

"Please stay..." You whispered, earning a smile from him before he reciprocates the motion while caressing your back.

"How about some cuddles, amour? Some well deserved rest, for the both of us?"

"That sounds wonderful, Vin."

Cypher

"Checkmate."

"What?! A-again?? But I got your queen!!!" Phoenix yelled as Cypher could only chuckle.

"Phoenix, my friend. The queen may be the strongest of the bunch, but it takes a lot more than just her to win the game. Besides that you pretty much cornered your king so it was fairly easy to checkmate you with my horse and bishop. Careful with your placements next time." The radiant just groans, resetting the board before the door opens.

"Oh hey! Y'all back. So, how's the mission?" Phoenix coos as Jett and Yoru grumbled. They were covered in soot top to bottom, which sort of made it obvious to who they were fighting beforehand.

"Damn... My double did a total on you, huh. You know what? Drinks on me." Phoenix says, standing up from his seat and throwing his arms over their shoulders, the small duo couldn't help but quirk a grin or a chuckle. Cypher looks behind the departing trio to see you talking to Sage, probably discussing the failed defense mission.

"Just get some rest, (Y/N). We all did our best." Sage says before patting your shoulder and departing as well.

"I take it that you failed the mission. I'm so sorry to hear that." Cypher says, expecting a sarcastic response but his comment only met with silence. You walked past him, going for the coffee and pouring yourself a drink, sneaking in some of your favorite tasteless alcohol in it for a bit of a hit.

"It must be that bad, huh?" Cypher chuckles, only hearing silence again besides your clicking shoes and the couch puffing up. You sipped your drink quietly before you pulled up a recording of the failed mission along with your notepad and started planning as you always do whenever you finish a mission.

However, it is usually filled with some gibberish muttering in your native language that Cypher could somehow understand but this time you were basically cursing at someone. He doesn't know who, but he'll just assume that it was the whole team that defeated you.

"Where did this bastard come from?" He heard you mutter. Now that has caught his curiosity. Cypher peers over your shoulder and watches you replay a certain timeframe.

In the footage, you were slowly pushing the yellow crate when his double comes up behind you and stabs you on the back. You fell back and he pinned you to the ground. There wasn't any audio but Cypher could see his double mouth some words before he stabbed you in the neck.

Cypher turns to you to see the blood stains on your neck area. Sage had probably healed you, but the mental damage was done. No wonder why you had no reaction.

"You know what he meant, right?" He asked, his double told you something in Arabic, a language you only knew the basics of. But if he knows himself well, he always uses deeper Arabic terms when talking to the doubles.

"He called me 'stupid' as I caught.." You hissed, furiously writing down where Cypher was stationed in the Icebox attack of this mission. As your hand glides across the paper ragefully, your pen suddenly rips the paper making you scream in frustration. You ripped the paper up and throw it on the ground before starting over the notes of the mission only to feel Cypher's hand on your writing hand.

"Hey, calm down habibi. Breathe with me." He whispers, taking a deep breath as you copy his gesture, simmering down your anger from a fiery rage to simple upsetness.

"I'm so pissed at you." You hissed as Cypher could only laugh.

"It isn't the first time. He stabbed Viper in the back once and she used me as a test subject for her new venom. Me and my double did not enjoy that, clearly." You couldn't help but giggle at his joke before he pats your head.

"Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?" He asks gently, only earning a 'no' from you.

"Do you want me to leave you alone?"

"No..." Cypher sighs, letting you lean onto him as he watched how the mission failed. Apparently everyone left you to defend B site alone while everyone else stacked A, a foolish move since you were mainly a duelist. He sighs in disappointment before seeing you frown.

"I'll bring this up to Brimstone. I should remind him about how we don't leave a single person to anchor site."

"No... Just." Cypher quirks his brow up as he sees you fiddle with the pen in your hand and sigh.

"Kiss me. Please?"

"Who am I to say no to that, habibi?" Cypher takes his mask off his lips before giving you a soft and gentle kiss on your lips, dipping the couch as he sits beside you and caresses your cheek with his gloved hands.

"We'll exact revenge, don't worry. I'll make sure I'll stab him where the sun won't shine."

"I like the sound of that."

Harbor

Varun could tell that you were completely out of it since yesterday, but because of his training with Gekko and Astra as well as your more frequent missions, he wasn't able to bring it up with you.

As Varun walks out of the gym he sees your stressed expression stare at the screen of your laptop as you slam it down while wiping your face with your hands.

"Is everything alright, love?" He asks, his hands on your shoulders massaging them soothingly.

"No, everything is going so horribly. God, I don't know what to do anymore." You groan, scratching your head in frustration before hitting the table.

"I think you need to rest--."

"No, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern." He sighs before looking at you eye-to-eye.

"Alright, what happened. You've been distancing yourself from me day by day. Look, if you want me to tone down the training sessions to spend time with you, I am down for it." He offers, trying to bargain with your bad mood, but it seems you aren't here for it.

"Varun. Please. Just stay out of it. I am way too tired to deal with this right now. And the last person I want to see is you of all people." You hiss, turning away to leave for your room when he grabs your wrist.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asks concernedly before you push him away.

"Just leave me alone!! Okay?!! God, why can't you just leave me alone!!"

"But I have, love.... For almost a week." He says before it suddenly clicks in his head. Oh, it wasn't him that you were talking about, it was the other him.

He slowly approaches you and engulfs you in his famous bear hug, patting you on the back as you couldn't help but sob into it.

"It's okay, mera pyaar... I'm here, not that version of me, I am here." He whispers, running his hand down your back in a soothing motion as you just cried in his arms.

"How badly did I hurt you?" He worriedly asked, making your frown and pull away.

"Really badly.... But you wouldn't have known because you were with Skye and Astra on that Lotus mission. I know, I shouldn't be upset at you for this--."

"No no no, it's okay. I understand." He holds you close and kisses your forehead before pulling you towards the kitchen.

"Now come on, I know you're hungry from all the work you've done. While we're at it, we can catch up and make up for lost time." He smiles at you, his simple expression making you mirror him as a smile grows on your lips as well.

"I suppose that doesn't sound too bad."

"Splendid. Oh! And maybe we can plot on what we should do to my meaner version. What do you say?"

"Even if you said it in such a cheery way, it sounds so ominous."

Sova

You really wish you hadn't flanked alone and just went with Jett instead. Right now you were at Lotus and had no idea where to go. You wanted to go back to the rendezvous so desperately, knowing that the other Sova would be able to track you down and catch up to you any moment. As you aimlessly ran around the ruins, you could hear Sova call your name.

"Shit, shit, shit." You fearfully mutters, grabbing your sheriff and holding it up as you hear Sova call your name.

"(Y/N)!! There you are! Where were you?" Deadlock called as you turn to see the new member behind you. The enemy team didn't bring their Deadlock along, so it was a surefire way to say that you were with your team.

"Oh thank god. It's you guys." You sighed in relief before seeing Sova and the rest of your team approach you.

"Slava bogu! You're safe..." Sova sighs, opening his arms to hug you, but you backed into Jett who was behind you.

"Woah... Are you alright?" Jett asked, holding your shoulders as your breath quickened. Sova looked at you with a concerned look, his arms falling to his sides as the realization slips into his mind.

"I... I see."

"What? Did something happen?" Deadlock asked confusingly but all you could do was nod. Sova dips his head, nodding slowly before patting you on the shoulder.

"We'll talk about it later, okay? Let's go home." Sova smiles gently at you which you can't help but reciprocate. Though Sova was mostly a serious, stoic man at times, he was very sweet and considerate to you, especially behind closed doors. But this was no place to express affections, and you clearly expressed that with your rejection of his hug. It means that the encounter with his double was more serious than previous encounters.

"Alright, let's round it all up!" Brimstone asks, calling the rest of the teams as the Vulture comes down to pick them up.

You were silent the whole way home... Ignoring Sova as you went back to your room before sobbing until you slept.

==

That is... you never were able to rest.

You laid on your bed, replaying the short encounter with Sova's double. To put it into simpler terms; the enemy Sova 'played' as your Sova. He called you to your side to open the rotating doors at A site but then he pulls his gun to you. What the enemy Sova didn't take into account was your immediate instinct to glitch back to your previous pinpoint location when the barrel of his gun touched your back. But his words... once filled your stomach with butterflies now made the hairs on your arm stand on their ends.

"Oh, love..."

There was a knock on your door as you shot up from your bed.

"Come in!" You call out before the door opens to Sova with a tray of your favorite snack.

"Hi." He bluntly greets, not really sure how to greet you after you rejected him. He was a bit hurt, but the fear in your eyes was enough to make him forget his hurtfulness. You were more hurt, you needed more care. He can set his feelings aside for now. You could only sit on your bed awkwardly as he sets the food on your table before taking a seat beside you.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you, dove." You didn't speak, biting your lip and looking away as he sits closer to you. His hands brush your cheek but you look away, not wanting to face him. You couldn't help but feel scared and at the same time guilty.

You were scared because he wore the same face of the person who almost killed him, but was also guilty because you know that Sasha wasn't that person. The person who held a gun to your back was not your Sasha.

"What happened, exactly? If you don't mind me asking... I just want to know, what made you so scared this time around? You've encountered my double many times before but... It must've been really serious this time if you got scared of me because of it." He asks, confusingly, his mother tongue slipping in as he pauses.

"He... almost killed me. I mean, I've had many of those but... They way he almost killed me was... just..." You couldn't finish yourself, however that was all Sova needed to know. He slowly slips his warm, calloused hands into yours before kissing your knuckles. Your hands were cold, as usual. All the rooms in the VP was for some reason, were cold as fuck. He cups your hands and blows into them, warming them up and making you giggle lightly.

"Sasha..."

"(Y/N)..." He smirks, before kissing your forehead.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, dove... I'll get revenge, promise."

"I... I don't think I need that but..." You pause again, only to see him tilt his head like a puzzled golden retriever. It was funnier considering he was the perfect blond for that dog breed too.

"But?"

"Can you hug me?" He smiles, embracing you in a warm, tight, bear hug which topples you into the soft bed and pillows behind your back. He nuzzles into the crook of your neck and shoulder as his hair somehow gets in your face.

"I was a little hurt you rejected my hug, dove."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay... At least I get a hug." He chuckles, nuzzling deeper and making you laugh. For such a stoic and serious man, he sure is childish. But you love him, and he clearly loves you too.

(Sorry this took long, I had to take breaks for each character cuz it got sooooo fucking long)

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Tiny harbor request? Maybe reader is spending some time with Gekko’s buddies (cooking, napping, etc) and he gets a smidge jealous?

Little Critters!

feat. harbor, gn!reader, and a bit of gekko himself!

no warnings, no specific body type nor race

ty for the req, anon! happy reading ^_^

“Oi, [Name], You wanna take care of these lil guys for a bit?” Gekko offers to you. He’ll be busy doing some personal things for a while and he wants to lend you the responsibility of taking care of them while he’s away. The offer is way too good to deny so, why the hell not?

“Sure man! But uhm, how long will you be busy?” You ask back, just wanting to make sure how much time you have with them and such.

“Hm.. Just for a few hours, roughly three to five. You still up for it?” He asks, just to be certain.

“Mhm. I’ll take care of these critters well!” You and Wingman share a highfive.

“Alright, they’re all yours, See ya!”

And just like that, You have the critters all to yourself for those sweet sweet three to five hours. It's fun being with them, even when doing the most mundane things like taking out some trash, sorting out some things in the Radiant Entertainment System, and playing around with some new tech.

To kill some time, you decided to cook some food for yourself. You take the critters along with you as you make your way to the kitchen. You see Wingman helping you get some of the ingredients, and you reward him with a nice head rub. Right when you were about to place some of the ingredients into a bowl, you feel someone hug you from behind. Their large figure, strong arms, and ancient relic tell you all you need as you giggle from the strong hold.

"Hey Varun. Missed me already?" You tease as you nuzzle your head back into his chest. You hear a low chuckle from the man behind you.

"I missed your attention, mere pyaar." You could hear the smile in Harbor's voice as he responds back, resting his hands on your waist.

"Sorry, was too busy with.. crittersitting duties. I'll make up for it, I promise. Now, let me keep cooking.” You laugh softly as you continue making your food.

"You continue, I won't stop you.." Harbor kisses the back of your neck as he holds you a bit tighter, but not tight enough to restrict your movement.

The kisses send warm shivers down your spine, causing you to giggle at his antics. "You're quite clingy.. were you jealous of these little guys because they had most of my attention for the past 3 hours?"

Harbor stops for a bit before chuckling once more. "Well if you put it that way, yes I was. But at least I have your attention now~" He said before kissing the top of your head.

You chuckle back, amused by him. "Well, the little guys would love your presence now, right guys?" You look back at the critters as they nod in response, making the both of you smile at the cute display.

“Wouldn't hurt to stick around then. Now, let me help you with the cooking." Harbor pulls away from you to help out, and it seems that Wingman is also lending a hand.

After a while of "crittersitting", Gekko comes back to base and goes to find you. He was going to check your room to see if you were there but then he sees you, Harbor, and his buddies napping on a couch, peacefully asleep.

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thinking about him….

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Pumped this out as soon as I saw his trailer,,,

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[id: a light blue userbox with a pastel pink border and pastel pink text that reads “this user is a harbor smoocher.” on the left is an image of harbor from valorant. /end id]

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IM TAKING HARBOR REQUESTS AGAIN, RAAAAHHH

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elliott

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YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND I WOULD DIE FOR HER

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hobie gives free DIY piercings, pavitr's aunt doesn't talk to him for 3 days

pavitr's make-up inspiration

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HIS LIPS ARE SO KISSABLE I'M NOT OKAY

Source: @/CarlosOliveira_Japan on Pinterest

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I raise the question, can harbor waterbend cola?

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this

is HIS song

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Night Changes

Working under REALM with Harbor was fun. Going on missions and being in-sync with the guy as you fight your enemies had your heart skip a beat every time. Even a casual stroll with him catches you breathless. So when you see Harbor with a strange, dressed in purple and gold woman after he was “recruited” and taken away from you— what do you do? You punch him, of course.

“There it is. Brahma,” you look at the stone sculpture in all of its glory. This particular artifact was stolen in the 1960s from the temple of Devangan. Stealing this antique and putting it into the black market for anyone to just buy was indeed cruel.

You felt a nudge on your side and you looked up to see Varun. He was your partner in crime. In this case, more like a partner in saving? Preserving the culture of India? Whatever you both did as operatives under REALM; it was good.

Perhaps too good sometimes that you feel your heart racing.

“Let’s pack it up, chalo,” Varun had rushed the others. He didn’t want to fight any men of the black market so you joined in recovering the stone antique swiftly.

Most of them had done securing the sculpture and left you and Varun behind. “Hey! Who are you?” You turned around to see strange men you’ve never seen before.

Varun had pushed you faster than the bullet could pierce your skin.

You got down as the men had started shooting and screaming for back up. This wasn��t new— to you and Varun. Especially when you’re against multiple black market enthusiasts.

It didn’t matter anyway. The mission was a success, all thanks to the two of you.

REALM had deemed it so much that Varun was assigned another mission. He was tasked to retrieve a certain relic in Mumbai. Task force had claimed not to underestimate the mission as the target wasn’t like any other antique India has. It was no cultural artifact nor a historical monument, but a hand-shaped pedestal and only one of its kind.

And the rest was history.

Now here you are, thousands of kilometers away from home. You left REALM ever since you heard Captain Greaves had accused Varun of being a fugitive who had stolen the relic for himself. You knew Varun would never do such a thing. He was a good colleague and believed in the noble cause of REALM.

Pieces of the picture are still missing despite your trust in Varun. Every night you had asked yourself; what really happened? Some nights you doubt yourself and think that maybe Varun really was a selfish thief.

You hardly hear news of REALM and Greaves lately. Just some few that whispered something had happened in Thimphu and Delhi.

“Come with us to the night market?” Your friend asked, his head peeking out from the kitchen. The two of you had become acquaintances since you were hired at the local cafe.

You smirked, knowing his true intentions of going. It was not to eat the Eastern food there, but to gawk at the attractive guy working at one of the stands.

“Sure. I’m craving Pani Puri anyway,” You untangled your apron and got out of your uniform. Leaving the cafe to your other co-worker, you were waiting to see what’s new at the night market.

Party flags and hanging lights around the place gave color to the surroundings. With the loud chatter and laughter around, you figured it was a busy night. Looking around, you saw your friend already in line at the stand where the guy he liked worked.

You chuckled. Since there were a lot of people, it was best to find a table. Your eyes searched for a vacant wooden table for you and your friend— your eyes had landed on brown eyes. That belonged to a dark brown face. A face that you never thought you would see so soon.

With him was a woman dressed in purple and gold.

He moved on so fucking fast.

Clenching your fists, you charged up at him and gave him the biggest blow to the jaw. The commotion between you two had caused the rest of the night market alarmed. Varun was on the floor just as shocked as everyone. Getting up, he touched his jaw that will definitely be bruised later and looked at you. He showed a small smile and said, “An old friend,”

Everyone had continued to their own when they heard Varun’s reassurance. The woman he was with was at his side, being wary of you.

“Uh, Astra, this is an old friend from REALM,” Varun had uttered. Friend. That was the word he used.

You couldn’t believe he had the nerve. All this time that he was away from you, he had her. You? You had no one.

“Hi! Astra, right? I’d want you to know that little Varun here,” Your head tilting to where he was standing. “He may seem caring and righteous, and he shows that he’s loyal. But-”

“Come on,” Varun grabbed you by your elbow, leading the two of you outside the market. You furrowed your eyebrows as you let him drag you. Heat rises up to your cheeks after you realize only the two of you were together. Looking up to him and see that his eyes intensely on you, searching for something.

You crossed your arms before breaking the silence, “What?”

“You haven’t changed,” He smiled. How could he say that? It’s been weeks, months rather, since you’ve last seen each other; now that you see him and with another woman, in fact, you throw an upright to him. What baffles is that after all that— he still smiled. And it was because of you.

“You certainly have. She seems nice.”

You lowered your head as you could feel an ache from your heart. With a heavy chest, you could feel tears swelled up on your eyes. All you could think about was Varun with that woman, and you can’t be mad at her.

The two of you were never together to begin with.

It was just a past of you and Varun being good together. Nobody did anything. Nobody confessed. Nobody flirted. Just doing REALM work with a bit of implying touches here and there. But that was it.

“What, Astra? She’s just a friend,” He scoffed. The two of you were still outside, the faint music from the market could still be heard.

“Yeah and so am I, right? You said so.”

“You know I don’t mean that.”

You could barely hear the music now with your heart beating so loud. “So what do you mean? Did you mean to leave me behind? Did you mean to never say a word again?”

You couldn’t help the tears from falling down your cheeks. Varun had gotten closer and slowly lifted his hand to wipe your tears away.

“The only person who knows me enough is you. And you know I would never do those things willingly.”

Varun was indeed telling the truth. Being part of VALORANT protocol restricted him from contacting outsiders and that included you. Every day and night he wished he could have talked to you. Or atleast hear your voice. See your face.

Cupping your cheeks, Varun had gotten even more closer to you. Feeling his breath on your lips and his thumb caressing you, you closed your eyes. You missed being in his presence. Now you’re here in his arms.

Being with him just felt right.

You and Varun shared a kiss after that. Making up with him had eased the tension within you after all these months. He introduced you to Astra and the two of you got along well. You apologized still for your outburst earlier, but she understood. Astra seemed the type to know you and Varun’s situation for some reason. Though Varun had reassured you he doesn’t talk to Astra that much outside of VALORANT missions.

The nights that passed changed you and Varun. Still, the night changes are what have brought th two of you together at last.