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And if it's not too much, I'd also like it if you could write Viper with a blood bending/doctor agent, idk it's an interesting concept to me. As a science person I love science people. ♡

Yes of course!! I’ve been thinking of a similar power too so this is perfect. I’ve also combined this with another idea I had. I’m gonna write this fic headcanon style, cause my requests have been sitting in drafts for far too long and I need to start pumping things out a lil faster.

WARNING!: uhhh this is very graphic compared to my other works, and I accidentally turned it into a twilight fanfic, you have been warned.

Bloodthirsty radiant (Viper X Reader)

(Y/N) always appeared like a “normal” doctor. Well, as normal as stealing bags of blood to sip on like capri suns could get.

She would never do it so blatantly obvious though.

After all, it’s all a part of the mask she hides under. Ever since she was a child she had always longed for the metallic taste of blood. Never having a reason till first light.

Even after that discovery, it never changes the fact that (Y/N) will have to continue hiding behind her mask of fake sanity. Pretending like she’s just like her coworkers, never having to choke back on their saliva whenever they smell that warm, irony, liquid.

She had blended in so well. But slowly her supply was spreading thin, and suspicion among staff made it harder to quench her burning throat. People started to meld into one, just bags of skin and flesh.

Until one day, (Y/N)’s body couldn’t bear to go on.

When questioned about that day, she couldn’t remember what happened. But she and her coworkers share one memory together of the event that took place.

Warm, red blood.

The look of pure ecstasy painted on (Y/N)’s face, as her mouth clamped down on the neck of a nurse. A scalpel stuck out of her abdomen, the same one used to slash another patient.

Whether the look was because of finally getting the relief to drink to her fill, so shamelessly and blatantly, or because she can finally be herself, the true face of (Y/N) being unveiled for all, only (Y/N) would be able to tell.

But of course, it came at the price of freedom, to live and assimilate with people. However she didn’t regret it. If that meant that she didn’t have to hide her true self again, she would’ve done it even sooner.

“Uh Viper, are you sure you want to do this?”

Cypher reviewed the manila folder containing information on the next recruit. Not that he needed to, it was quite memorable on its own. Viper glanced at Cypher, even with his mask she could tell he was unsure about her choice.

“Well either we take in the national threat and out of these… living arrangements, or the most fascinating radiant to live gets neutralized.”

“Well I can live with the latter.”

A quick glare was sent to Cypher and he apologized just as fast.

“It doesn’t matter anyways, the government has her out of their hair. It doesn’t matter if she dies here or on the field.”

“Ouch, that’s brutal.”

Two armed guards that stood in front of a door moved to open it, as they walked in the guards quickly shut it and one spoke on the intercom.

“Please do not touch the box, and stand behind the line.”

When they met at the white line there was their radiant, a woman, being held in an incredibly strong glass box, and looking rather worse for the wear. Her hair disheveled, and a collection of dark eye bags were visible. However, aside from her appearance she had a bright (or sinister?) smile.

Seeing that there were two figures in her holding chamber that weren’t officers or scientists (well not to her knowledge yet), she was rather relieved.

“Hm? I didn’t know visitors were allowed in a place like this.” Eyeing the strange way they dressed, her curiosity was peaked.

“Are you guys some executioners or something?”

“No but if you don’t accept our offer you’ll be seeing one very soon.” Viper went right into businesses.

“Ahh… I know where this is going.”

“Then you’ll know that it’ll be good for you to join us.”

Cypher handed Viper the manila folder holding a debrief of the Valorant Protocol, putting it into a door that sent it into (Y/N)’s cube. She got up from her bed and took out the folder, quickly skimming through.

Her smile faded into a firm line as her eyes lowered, and after a short silence she closed the folder, once again focusing on the two now with an eyebrow slightly quirked up.

“So Ms. girl-”

“-Viper, or if you want to use titles it’s Dr. Sabine-”

“Ah an intellect just like myself.” She once again smiled.

“So then. Doctor. You want to- essentially, you’re asking me to join this… Valorant Protocol. Knowing that I’m an out of practice doctor, has never shot a gun, and cannibalizes my own coworkers.”

“You know, now that you put it into words it reaaally puts it into perspective, this is such a bad idea.” Cypher injects his opinion, only to be shut up again by Viper’s glare.

“What? I don’t want to get eaten!” Viper sighs and rolls her eyes.

“There won’t be a need for that. (Y/N)-”

“-Doctooor~” She sighs again.

“… Dr. (Y/N). You could be the greatest asset ever known to Valorant, if it’s the supply of blood you’re worried about… You won’t have to worry, we’ll keep an adequate amount on base. And, it’s possible at least biweekly you’ll have a… Fresh. Warm. Body. Maybe even more.”

Now that had her on board for sure, the perfect push to convince her to join. Even Cypher was impressed, who knew Viper was such a sweet talker?

“Hmm. I like that, but still I’ve never shot a gun.”

“That’s an easy fix.”

“I guess so. Wow, I never would’ve thought a doctor that kills and a guy in a weird hat would be saving me from execution.”

“Hey that’s mean!”

“We’ll then, I’ll take that as a yes?”

“Of course I’ll give my life for the Protocol. Just for you Ms. Doctor.”

As arranged (Y/N) was taken in by Valorant and quickly cleaned up after being fed with blood sourced from donors. Most of team’s original concerns were extinguished within the first week of her integration.

Viper still kept her closely though, not in concern but in morbid interest. How does she bend blood in such a way that it can act like a solid? Can it be applied in different ways? Would this work for other liquids? Is it the blood that she drinks that she draws power from?

‘So many questions so little time to spend with you little mouse.’

Her decision to recruit the blood manipulating doctor was a good one after all. Years of repression did (Y/N) good when it came to the battlefield, quickly dominating any outside invaders.

But still, even after all of this carnage. She was craving blood. She made a discovery after killing the mirror Viper for the first time, licking the blood that splattered on her cheek.

How divine it was.

The taste of her blood was immeasurable to any other, maybe because of her new attachment to this doctor, the inherently forbidden nature.

Then started the new, under the table arrangement. Was Viper the one that included no fraternization as a rule? Yes. Was she also probably the first one to break it? Well only if she’s caught.

And how convenient that her suit covered all of her body. It was perfect really.

They meet in the lab, run a few experiments, take notes and theorize a little, then experiment. It was hard for even Viper to deny it now, she was completely enamored with her.

Viper realized she had fell hard once she offered (Y/N) to bite into her arm when she was hurt on a mission together and no healer was to be found.

Word spreads fast and it was now known in the protocol that Viper had a soft spot. The details of this relationship was not known and were left to their speculation, but the two couldn’t just be written off as mere comrades anymore.

Cypher would totally know though, but he’d be too disturbed of this revelation to talk about it.

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Words cannot describe how fulfilling reading this was thank you 🙏🏻💕💕

Hi hello I just found u and I already love ur writing omg I live for Omen angst.

Speaking of which.... you know how omen says to cypher “can you see under my hood, does it scare you?” Or something like that? What about a fem!reader who can “see” him bc of her abilities etc. and he’s all afraid he scares her but she isn’t, and actually falls for him

Familiar Faces

Omen x reader

The ability to see more than meets the eye seems like a blessing, right?

Wrong.

You have seen countless amounts of suffering, filthy secrets, death, and horror behind facades untouchable to most. This radiant ability, however, made you a prime candidate for Valorant. Finding secrets behind closed doors, being able to tell liars from non, even noticing secret passages. You’re secret finding skilled was unparalleled, only Cypher comes in a close second.

Your favorite thing, however, was to examine people. Their mannerisms, their habits, what they’re hiding, you saw it all.

Your interest piqued in Omen in particular.

Omen, a man of true mystery. Was he even a man? He behaved like one, in some cases. He had a voice, two arms and legs, and was aware of what he was. And yet still, Omen deemed himself a monster. Tragedy had befallen him, anyone could see that, but he missed his humanity terribly, and wanted nothing more than to either end his suffering, or find what he had lost.

“Isn’t it rude to stare?” The gravely voice took you from your trance. You blinked, and Omen was looking back at you, his hood lowered a bit more than usual, presumably because he was uncomfortable with your presence.

“What do you have to hide, Omen?” You asked, stepping closer. “We all suffer, to live is to suffer, the human condition is to suffer together.”

Omen scoffed and turned away from you. “Don’t embellish anything. I am not human.”

You put a hand to his shoulder, it was cold like air but soft like wool. “May I see what you are then?”

Omen hesitated. You watched as he pondered his next move. After a moment, he turned to you, and this was the first time you looked Omen straight on.

His hood was dark, incredibly so. But between the smoke you could see a pair of two blue slits shaped to be his eyes. His expression timid and afraid. In his eyes you saw everything. The accident, who he was before, and everything he thought was wrong about himself was tucked away in the blue slits of his eyes.

“You’re beautiful.” You said, leaning a hand onto where his cheek should have been. “Incredibly so.”

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Lowkey forgot about the Payback fic w Chamber and haven’t even started writing the second part oops. So many ideas so little timeee!

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Lately I’ve been craving for some Sova and Yoru content so this one is mostly for me. But don’t worry I’m still working on the posts that you guys have requested and I’m still taking them!

This all started with one scene in my head that I couldn’t stop obsessing about. Who and wherever this child came from doesn’t matter. Just know it’s a menace, and it makes someone as arrogant as Yoru falter.

Babysitting a menace child (Yoru X Reader)

Back at the base Yoru and (Y/N) sat in front of the child, they observed as he “played” with his toy. Little Timmy had taken the original rc car and had taken it apart by the screws, inspecting the pieces that came off until only the electronic parts remained.

They couldn’t understand what about the child that made all the agents coo. Killjoy had praised his little inventions, however upon closer inspection she realized he had made an EMP. Just with the little toys that was given to him?

“Wow! When you grow up you can apply to be my intern!”

“When I grow up you’ll be working for me.”

“… I like this little kid haha.”

Yoru got bored of watching the kid work on the toy, he stood up, stretched, and walked away. She quirked her brow and got up to chase after him.

“Hey wait we were told to watch him!”

“Ugh, this is bullshit. Why are the others going out and doing missions while I’m stuck here watching this kid?”

He crossed his arms and turned to (Y/N), his brows furrowed in annoyance. Knowing the look wasn’t for her, she grabbed his arm and pressed him to come back.

“Come onnn, for once we don’t have to be fighting for our lives.”

“I could be doing something more productive than this.”

“I’m right here.” Timmy looked up from the circuit board to Yoru.

“Well then, you’ll know that I’ll be going now.”

Yoru tore a rift to an unknown area and stepped into it, only giving a short wave to (Y/N) before it closed.

“Hahh… And he’s gone.”

She sighed defeated that she couldn’t convince the rift walker to stay. Going to sit down next to Timmy again she tried to make conversation with him.

“So… is there anything you like to eat?”

He shrugged his shoulders, looking down at the carpet, tracing its patterns. For a mouthy kid he sure did get quiet around her, (Y/N) noted in her head.

“Wanna play a game?”

After an indiscernible amount of time, all the agents arrived back to base and were lounging in the common area with Timmy. They were saying goodbyes by the time Yoru came back from wherever.

When (Y/N) went to walk him out, he motioned for her to bend down to his height.

Chu~

The whole protocol went silent, the look on Yoru’s face was most observable as both pissed and mortified.

“You’re a very pretty woman.” He said timidly before brushing past Yoru.

Once Timmy left the room Jett was the first to burst out in laughter. Clutching her stomach as Phoenix quickly cracks with her.

“Oh my god! That look! It’s-it’s too funny I can’t!!”

“You’re just gonna let the man steal your girl like that??”

The agents were split between shock and laughter, either way it didn’t change Yoru’s reaction as he slowly turned his head to (Y/N), still frozen in the crouched position.

She timidly flashes him a toothy smile, before dashing out of the room. He quickly chases after her, closing the distance Yoru grabs (Y/N) in a tight hold, dragging her into his room.

The next few days that passed Yoru was never found without (Y/N) close by him. Usually with an arm around her waist or their fingers laced together. He won’t let another person get a drop on him like that again, especially not some kid.

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Hi ! Can I request a chamber fiction where the reader is hard of hearing ? They can read lips perfectly so chamber didn't know at all not until he was flirting with them and thought they were ignoring him. The reader tells him and he gets embarrassed. Later he surprises them with hearing technology he made himself. As happy ending they get so excited and blushing hearing his voice for first time.

That was long sorry and thank you sm ^^!

I didn’t really know how to go about this as I’m not hard of hearing myself so it’s a little short but I hope you like it! And I also had lots of idea for the type of dialogue for the reader, but I decided on them mostly communicating through text/to speech. Also late night posting again no sleep woop woop!!

Silent voice (Chamber X Reader)

A long time agent of the Valorant Protocol and the fresh newbie. And nobody thought to tell him of a rather important characteristic of (Y/N). His face flushed red at the thought again, wanting to hide out of fear of embarrassing himself even further.

Earlier that week Chamber had been newly recruited into Valorant, and quickly forcing himself into good favors with the agents. There was one agent that stood out to him though in his time with socializing with the agents, it was different talking to (Y/N) to say the least.

As he was walking out of the infirmary he felt a light tap on his shoulder. Turning around he saw (Y/N), always with her phone in her hand.

He watched as (Y/N)’s fingers moved swiftly across the screen, making a tap every time her nails hit the phone screen. After she finished typing out her message she flipped her screen over for him to read.

“Hey there Chamber!”

She flipped her phone back to herself and started typing again. The way they conversed was different than what he was used to, but it was pleasant, because of her or just the lack of need to fill the space with sound? he didn’t know.

“How was the mission?”

“It was easy, they should’ve just sent me to handle it alone! I don’t see the need for five man teams.”

“Oh really? Then why did I see you walk out of the infirmary?”

“Ooh, ouch, mademoiselle you wound me.”

Chamber looks down and playfully grabs his chest faking hurt. (Y/N) playfully hits his shoulder as she walks past him, and he follows just a few steps behind her.

“Wha? Leaving me so soon?”

While silence is common when talking with (Y/N), he found it strange that she wouldn’t respond or react at all when he wasn’t making the effort to directly address her.

Looking back he really should’ve known.

“Where are you going? I’ll walk you.” Chamber walks besides (Y/N), he tilted his head looking at her.

She then acknowledged him, mirroring him she tilted her head before typing on her phone.

“What’s up?”

“Didn’t you hear me? I was offering to walk you to wherever you’re going.”

Slowly (Y/N) halted to a stop, her eyes grew wide before breaking down into laughter. Chamber only became more confused, it almost made him feel self conscious.

A moment passed until she regained her composure, still giggling as she typed out another message. As he reads the message, Chamber’s face gradually heats up and becomes red before he turns away burying his face in his hand.

“OMG they didn’t tell you??? I have a hearing impairment.”

He groans again remembering what happened outside of the infirmary. Now alone in his room, several metal pieces and wires are laid out in front of him as he looks at a schematic.

While carefully assembling the small earpiece, Chamber receives a ping from his pc notifying him of another message from Killjoy.

Killjoy:

By the wayyyy lover boy, you don’t have to credit me for it ;) so show off my amazing work as your own to (Y/N) all you want!

The message made his eyes roll as he turned back to screwing his own logo onto the earpiece cover. He raised it up to the light, rotating it, inspecting the outer cover for any imperfections. Satisfied with his work, he put it in to a matching case and stored it in a drawer.

A few days later, the protocol was peaceful, no one was sent out for missions and Chamber took the chance to ask (Y/N) to meet up with him at a quiet rooftop cafe.

Quietly stirring his coffee, he looked up when a figure was spotted from the corner of his eye.

“Hey! What’s up!”

He moved his head away from the screen held up closely to his face, hesitantly smiling he gestured to the open chair in front of him.

“Bonjour, I hope I didn’t trouble you too much, calling you to come out here for coffee.”

“As long as it’s on you I don’t mind!”

Chamber huffs, smirking at her honest remark. (Y/N)’s smile only grew when she saw him place a box on the table between them.

“Oooou, what’s this?”

“A gift, I made it with you in mind… Please, open it.”

Eyeing the box she quirked a brow, carefully pulling on the ribbon she lifted the top of the box. A small round case with Chamber’s logo sat in the middle of the box.

Opening the case laid a single earpiece also with his logo carved onto the side, but it also had (Y/N)’s name monogrammed. He watched her unbox the gift with a warm smile seeing her eyes sparkle.

Placing it into her ear she heard a small beep, followed by sounds of the city below. She looked down hearing the bustling traffic, until a velvety voice cut through it all.

“I hope this means you like my gift yes? Of course you do, I can see the stars in your eyes.”

(Y/N) let’s put a small gasp, her hand shooting up to her ear piece. Is she actually hearing this-this gorgeous voice? Just those few words and (Y/N) could hardly look at him longer than a few seconds.

Fumbling with her phone, she quickly typed, deleting and retyping. Her hands slightly shook with a new feeling in her stomach.

“Thank you so much I don’t know how I could ever repay you!!”

How cute, he thought, there was now a new way for him to tease her. Leaning closer to her, in a husky voice he spoke into her ear.

“tu n'as pas besoin de me rembourser, mais si tu insistes je te veux tous.”

“W-what??”

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agents talking about you in their native language (cypher, sova, yoru)

word count: 450+

warnings: none, but cypher says something interesting

cypher

he definitely speaks in moroccan just to tease you by knowing he’s flirting but not knowing what he’s saying. despite this, he mostly prefers to flirt in english so you do know what he's saying and get the full message. when he does speak in his native language, he wants you to try to figure out what he said on your own by either learning the language yourself or making a guess, but he will still offer to teach you the basics. however, he never teaches what he actually says about you; he wants to leave that up to you. if you're messing up the pronunciation of some words, he'll propose helping you to “loosen up your tongue”. you have no idea what he means by that. he also calls you pet names in moroccan, which are easy enough to figure out. his voice is still so smooth in both languages, so you're never missing out there.

sova

he speaks russian without even knowing that he's doing so. he’s usually describing your beauty or complimenting you, so when you look at him curiously, he blushes a tad and says that he thought he said that in english before translating it. he wants you to know what he's saying, so he gladly teaches you anything and everything you want. he's very proud of you, even if you don't say everything right, and is happy to be sharing his culture with you. he definitely calls you cute pet names in russian, too. sometimes when he speaks russian, he takes on a completely different tone from when he speaks english...your choice with what that means.

yoru

he's too scared and too proud to compliment you to your face, so he resorts to speaking japanese to do it. when you ask him what he said, he quickly dismisses it and pretends he didn't say anything. he absolutely does not want you to know what he’s saying, but if he must, he'll teach you a few things but the rest is on your own. he definitely forgets that you know japanese (thanks to him) sometimes and is surprised when you say thanks or compliment him back. he can confidently flirt straight to your face in english, but in japanese, he gets more romantic and intimate. when you learn enough, he'll start flirting in japanese too, but that leaves him less space for hiding all the cutesy things he says. in the end, you'll hear it all. his self-assured, harsh tone in english remains when switching to japanese, but when he's talking about you, it sounds slightly softer. when you find out that he's talking about you, though, he'll namecall and cuss in the same voice as always.

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can you write something for chamber reacting to the reader having saved his life? maybe in a situation where she was ordered to retreat and leave him but she decided to stay and fight for him? 🥺

race against the clock

Pairing: Chamber x F!Reader

Warning(s): vague hints of blood and violence, Google translated French

I feel like I’m getting kinda rusty with my writing since I haven’t written anything in a while. Hope you still like it though!

Also, I’m not sure if Chamber is legit trying to win the agents over or he’s just doing it for some ill intent, but in this fic, he’s a good boi.

P.S.

Where my Jett mains at???

*****

The drive towards doom meets the drive towards conformity for world safety in opposite directions. The relative power of these forces in the neurology of every consciousness will define the strength and the motivations of each. But when definite sentiments disturb the mentality of the being, they can corrupt their goals for either a short or long time and it’s up to them whether they face the consequences or start back up again to continue achieving the established end results.

“Y/N, we have to go! We won’t be getting out alive if we stay any longer!” Brimstone yelled through the comms.

“We’re nearing the ship,” you grunted with a yelp when Chamber’s limp body almost slipped from your right arm, “just a little more.”. It might have taken a minute or so to get to the aircraft but in the fullness of time you finally made it inside and the ship was ready to take off in a second.

“Cherie, you should not have bothered to take me with you. Because of me, your escape has been delayed and you almost did not make it in time. You should have just left me there.”

“Shut up, I wasn’t going to just leave you to die, okay?” All the medics that were aboard the ship hustled to you and aided in situating Chamber on one of the fixed cots, wasting no time in tending his most dire injuries first.

Throughout his treatment, you watched the medics bustle about around him and kept your eyes peeled on his heartbeat on the monitor. You thought about the possibilities of what could’ve happened if you hadn’t been there when he got shot or if you had left him to die on the sand as you were told to by your commander. All of them were different leading scenarios but the endgame was still the same, and you weren’t one for having that. You knew you were dicing with death but if there was a way to save your league from dying, then you’d find that way, no questions asked.

It wasn’t long before Chamber got patched up and cleaned with the resources and first aid kit the ship had. You found yourself sitting on the seat beside him, both of you smothered with the silence that was beginning to kick in.

“I don’t regret it, you know,” you filled in with a start and an indecisive decision. Chamber turned his head to you and looked at you with the weakest eyes he’s shown.

“What? Helping me?”

“Yeah,” you paused for a split second as you contemplated with this conversation, but you figured you started it anyway, so why not go on with it? “I don’t regret that.”.

Chamber was silent for a moment until you heard him huff a breath before responding with the faintest of smiles, “I know you don’t, mon cher. You are, after all, notorious for your generosity,” causing you to chuckle and furrow the inside of your brows.

“Why do you make it sound like it’s a bad thing?”

“It’s not, don’t get me wrong. It’s just… It’s difficult for us to find people as kind as you, and I rather admire you for that.”

“You know, it’s not that difficult to find the kindness that we crave for.”

“I don’t think you’re getting my point, mademoiselle.”

“What?”

Chamber patted the empty space on the bed beside him, ushering you to sit by him instead. You were confused at such desire but urged yourself to comply anyway and see his intents by yourself. When you did, Chamber took your hands in his and spoke in a way that was audible for only you and him.

“I am an outsider, Y/N, and I feel that that is what they define me as. It’s not that hard to see, they despise me. I am trying my hardest to please them, to live up to their standards, but I know it is going to take a lot more time and effort for them to warm up to me. And I understand that, I really do. But you, Y/N… You surprise me in so many ways. You have learned to accept me as I have with you even if it began with a rocky start. You have helped me throughout this learning process, et je t'en remercie. You are a ray of sunshine, mon cher, I hope you know that.”

You took a moment to process his words, a moment to take in a breath and hold back your tears, and once you’ve finally found your space again, you placed your other hand on top of his and said, “You and I are both outsiders, Vincent, we all are. Everyone in this league, this skirmish is a lost, lonely, and irrelevant outsider. We’re given the choice to prove ourselves right or to uphold the expectations and standards that the modern society thinks are right about us, and you know how they are, and it is our duty to choose whether we face the consequences or fight for ourselves. I’m here to help you out there because I know how they are and because I was in your place once. I’m here as your friend, never forget that.” you squeezed his hand before letting it go and standing up.

“Je connais, thank you, Y/N,” he replied with a smile.

“You’re welcome, just let me know when you need anything. For now, you have to rest. We had a long day.”

“You, too, mon cher. Bonne nuit mon amour.”

You bent down and kissed his nose, “Bonne Nuit mon amour.”.

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Idk what I did but let me know if you liked it.

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Hi! Could you please write something for Viper with an agent with a similar personality, just more extroverted and competitive? Imagine an ENTJ, if you're interested in MBTI.

Headcanon time!!

ENTJ agent (Viper X Reader)

Personally I think viper is an INTJ but I can see the argument being made with her also being ISTP

We’re going with INTJ cause I’m familiar with that type more

They’re literally the same

*intelligent conversation*

(Y/N) is the only person Viper would ever look forward to talking to casually

It’s a feat trying to make any small talk with Viper at all

I feel like she expects (Y/N) to telepathically know what she’s thinking because they’re probably the only person she remotely opens up to

Would feel a little betrayed if they chose to hang out with someone else’s company but she’d totally deny that and say she wants to be alone

And would totally refuse that (Y/N) is someone she even remotely cares about for awhile

Begrudgingly showers them with compliments

They get a lot done together especially if (Y/N) is a person of stem✨ (power couple!)

Then they’re safe from all of Viper’s wrath

Buttt when they disagree…

Both of them are standing their ground till the end of time until the other is proven wrong

She becomes super cold and the overall temperature around her is icy

The whole protocol is tired of them constantly going back and forth about the smallest things

Viper refuses to ever admit she’s wrong so her version of making amends is just

“So my recent experiment concluded-“

How tables the turn

They have Viper unconsciously wrapped around her finger and she’s the one trying to start conversations

Maybe once in a blue moon she laughs and it sends all of the agents running to see what caused her to do so

Of course no one has the urge to point out that

And if someone does she reverts right back into the cold sadistic killer

So enjoy it while lasts

On missions though she can trust (Y/N) to call the right shots and also to take a shot

“(Y/N) you’re in charge of this one. Don’t let raze make a mess.”

It’s a good day if (Y/N) comes back unscathed

If not legends say you can see Viper patrolling the area out side of (Y/N)’s room or the infirmary waiting

Would still never admit to caring though

She would make excuses

“It would be a pity to lose such a valuable asset”

A lottt of banter between the two though

“Say it, you likeeeeee me.”

“…you’re okay.”

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ARGHHHH I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED INSTEAD OF DRAFTING MY WORK AND LOST MY PRECIOUS REQUESTER. (The amount of times I lost chunks of the original work and had to rewrite is astounding)

From what I remember they were asking for a scenario where chamber’s s/o gets separated and injured from the team, passes out and is discovered by mirror chamber.

Do it for her (Chamber X Reader)

“Lotta enemies A!”

Bullets were heard as static from the other side of the comms device. (Y/N) sighs as she once again packs up her equipment to rotate (as a former KJ and cypher main pain <\3).

“Go on without me Chamber, it’s gonna take a sec.”

He shakes his head in protest but the crackle of the comms called for urgency.

“The fight needs you I’ll just watch for flank.” Sighing he teleports to the other site.

“Be careful mon cher, I need you too.”

(Y/N) quickly recalls her equipment and runs through mid of breeze. Sand crunches beneath her shoes, alerting the enemy of a flank.

“Shhhh…”

“Hrgh!”

Adrenaline rushes through (Y/N)’s body as she felt something being driven into her body, not knowing what hit her she stumbles back from the mirror Viper.

“Oh little mouse… rookie mistake, I could hear you from a mile away.”

She takes a cloth to wipe the blood from her knife, sheathing it before turning around. The once dull pain that (Y/N) initially felt, quickly turned into searing hot lava being poured into her stomach.

“What? Not gonna finish me off??” She fought back a scream as the pain only intensified.

“If the poison doesn’t kill you, you’ll bleed out to death soon.”

Weakly, Y/N draws out her gun as a final effort to stop at least one enemy. But her desperate attempt to take her down was predictable, as Viper quickly spun on her heel and shot a round into her shoulder before a comm sends her running to A site.

The gun nestles itself into the sand and her hand falls limp. Warm blood seeps through her clothes and slowly the world goes black as (Y/N) fights off her heavy eyelids from closing.

Just before they can completely close she recognizes the familiar silhouette of Chamber. She shakily reaches out a hand, unable to speak, only unintelligible whimpers calling out for help.

“This color of red never suited you, even my double would agree.”

Chamber catches her hand just as it falls, feeling her whole body slump, he tries to keep a rational head. In one fell swoop he lifts her body and carries her near her allies’ spawn.

“Now what cruel experiment is Viper testing now?”

He dryly scoffs to himself as he lifts (Y/N)’s shirt, revealing the bubbling wound eating away at her originally smooth skin. Using a bottle of water he cleans it before taking a small roll of bandages to quickly wrap her abdomen and shoulder.

“Chamber!! I need assistance!” Viper frantically comms for the missing agent.

“On my way.” He sighs. “Looks like this is where we part mon cher.”

Pressing a chaste kiss on her cheek, he leaves, hoping his efforts were enough to keep (Y/N) stable enough in time for Sage or Skye to heal her.

1 V 3

Chamber looks down at himself through the scope, the mirror’s face is serene, already accepting the loss.

“Honte à toi. You couldn’t protect her in the end, so who’s the real victor of this battle?”

His words sends a chill that made the hairs on his neck stand up. His blood starts to pump harder, thinking of the worse, Chamber quickly takes the final shot, steadying his erratic breaths before taking off to find his partner.

“(Y/N)!” The sound was distant.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)!”

Slowly the distant calls became closer and as she regained consciousness she was able to make out the source of the voice was Chamber right beside her.

“Merci Sage, I am in your debt.”

(Y/N) opens her eyes before quickly squinting from the blinding infirmary lights, moving her hands beneath herself to sit up before being pushed back down by Sage.

“Do you feel pain anywhere?”

Lightly She pushes down on where the wound used to be. (Y/N) shakes her head and Sage gives a reassured smile to the two before taking her leave.

The minute the door closes Chamber collapses on top of (Y/N)’s chest, his head pressed over her heart eliciting a laugh.

“Hehehe, what’s all of this?”

Her laugh and heart beat both resonating through her chest puts Chamber at ease. Finally he buries his head into the crook of her neck, lightly peppering it with kisses.

“…I was just worried. I’m sorry.”

“What’s there to be sorry about?” She moves to look at his face, his expression unreadable.

“I promise I’ll protect you, it won’t happen again (Y/N).” She hums, running her fingers through his hair.

“I’m gonna be partnered with you in every mission from now on am I?”

“What a silly question. Of course.”

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random chamber relationship headcanons

[my weekend is packed and my brain can't think. please take this humble offering as i won't be finishing the omen hcs until next week. here are a few of the hcs i kept to myself. lol enjoy - cheesy]

When being flirted with, he is stoic, and unaffected. It’s so annoying

His flirting style is very charming, and intense, without doing much. He’s the definition of the type to undress you with his eyes. It’s despicable. And sexy???

He absolutely teleports behind you at times to plant a chaste kiss on your neck or nibble on your ear. If it sends you running, it’ll only make him laugh

Chamber definitely spoils the person he loves. He’s rich, why wouldn’t he?

Sometimes he deliberately loosens his tie near you to see your reaction.

When he’s busy and you’re demanding attention, he’ll pull you into his lap without a word and expect you to stay there quietly with his arm wrapped around your waist

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Hello! *-* Can I request Chamber and Y/N be like partner for a mission but they don't get along too well XD after that they start to realized a feeling for each other. Have a lovely day and sorry for my poor ENG skill T-T

Love this request and no worries sweetie your English is great! I will most likely make this a small series cause I am a whore for slow burn enemies to lovers 🙏🏻

Pay back pt.1 (Chamber X Reader)

A little exposition✨

Before the destruction of the collider on fracture

A company by the name of Chiron Pharmaceutical had partnered with Kingdom

Don’t be mislead by pharmaceutical being in the name though

To solve the radianite problem between the mirror worlds Chiron and Kingdom pooled their resources

Personally overseeing the Radion Collider was the CEO of Chiron Pharmaceutical (Y/N)

Before construction of collider

Provided by witnesses, a well dressed man was seen walking around the site before the destruction. Talking with several scientists and employees, he was also searching for the one running the project.

“Dr. (L/N), a visitor is awaiting at Hall A.”

The intercom chimed queuing them to quickly wrap up their current conversation to greet this visitor. Their shoes hitting against the floor at a rapid pace with anticipation.

“Ah bonjour, you must be the Dr.-”

“Please, (Y/N) (L/N), I’m not one for such titles.”

With a firm grip they shook hands and (Y/N) gives him a wary smile.

“Nonsense such a achievement should be recognized, my name is Vincent Fabron, it is an honor for just a weapon designer like me to meet such a revolutionary mind like yours.”

“Thank you, but you give me too much credit.”

(Y/N) clears their throat, the energy coming from him was screamed prestige and money. However this wasn’t the first time they’ve felt with his type of character.

“You’re quite the sweet talker, I assume you’re not here to flatter me though are you sir?”

“My, you certainly do not waste time.”

“Let’s talk in private then.”

They lead him to a makeshift office, taking a seat across from each other, (Y/N)’s bright eyes lowered examining Vincent as they crossed their legs.

“Vincent.”

“(Y/N)! How did you like my acting?” They raise an eyebrow.

“Well it’s pleasant to see you again, but can’t you do this another time? And how did you find me?” (Y/N) knits their eyebrows, trying to understand as Chamber laughs.

“I come here as a friend and a businessman, recently I’ve found that you’re setting plans in motion for a “radion collider” yes?”

“How-”

“The reason I’ve come is to suggest that you may not want to do that.”

(Y/N) looks at him bewildered, and let’s out a dry laugh. This… has to be a joke?

“I don’t know where you got this information, but you don’t actually believe I’ll stop construction just because you tell me to?”

Chamber sits up and pushes up his glasses. Friends and business never really did mix well did it?

“No, but I’ll say, a war between two worlds, not only for me is profitable but for you too. Weapons and medicine is required for both sides, it’s… charitable that you want to make a device to resolve the crisis. But trust me mademoiselle, both you and I will benefit more this way.

Another pause leaves him tapping his fingers against his thighs in anticipation. Their face dumb founded, still processing the information.

“You should go, I have a lot of things to do besides chatting.”

“(Y/N)…”

“I don’t expect you to understand my motivations, but I don’t understand yours either so we’ll call it even yes?”

“There’s still time, I’ll let you think about it and when you’re ready you know where to call me?”

(Y/N) stands with Chamber following closely he grabs their hands in his gently, they sigh not being swayed by his efforts.

“You’re a great friend but no, I’ll have my assistant walk you out.”

“Aw, don’t be so cold mon cher, I’ve come all this way just for you to shut me out?”

“If you have time… I guess we could go to a cafe, oui?”

“Oui.”

If only it ended there.

Chiron and Kingdom was on borrowed time. A false sense of peace was planted as construction started and was nearing its completion.

It was only time until he finally came to set out what he originally came to do. This time (Y/N) wouldn’t be able to stop him.

A mix of Kingdom and Chiron workers scramble to stabilize the device. Chamber quickly flees the scene by teleporting to a card he laid down far from the scene.

‘Sorry mon cher, but it’s just as you said, you can’t understand my motivations so we’ll call it even.’

He fixes his tie before disappearing into the crowd. The event weighed heavily on his mind, the more he though about it the heavier his steps felt.

‘It was only business.’

‘It was for your own good’

‘They should never find out.’

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Omg I have been inactive but chamber.. 😫 I’m coming back from the dead and writing in his honor- please drop a bunch of requests! Chamber or not I’ll try to start writing again!

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Heyyy!!!

Can you make a Sova x Reader where they both are very frustrated after a mission. Sova being sova tries to cheer reader but ends up irritating them even further, which results in the reader saying some very hurtful things to sova. Which hurts him a lot, like a lot.

But then reader realizes their mistake ( after some days ) and tries to make up for it.

Mission goes wrong (Sova X Reader)

Cypher was in the med bay getting revived by sage again. The mission had sent Sova and y/n running, the bodies of their comrades in tow.

The two agents left nursing their own injuries had been silent since returning. Y/n’s brows knitted together, hands tightly curled into fists that made the sheets of the infirmary bed wrinkle.

“Don’t worry.” Sova’s voice somber. “There will be another chance to take back what is ours.”

“...”

No response came from y/n, they only stared at the floor numbly.

There was little to make up for in damage control. Sova had hoped that at least he would be able to comfort his s/o after the hard mission.

“And I won’t let them have the chance to hurt our comrades.”

“...”

The bed creaked as y/n pushed themself up right, brushing past Sova without a word.

He turned around to grab their hand, bringing up his hand to cup their face before it was slapped away.

“Don’t touch me.”

Their eyes piercing through him, but never directed at him. A shiver was sent down his spine as the room felt colder.

“I don’t want to hear it.” They paused for a second.

Sova eyes widened all of a sudden he felt so distant from them. He licked his lips, dry, and the inside of his throat strained to speak. Before he could speak again he was cut off.

“I’m tired of listening to you trying to make things better, I-I mean can’t you see?? We had to take Cypher and the others back in body bags!”

“Y/n...”

“You can’t change what happened back there, and there might not even be a next time so just stop, leave me alone.”

The aloof agent turned on their heels and left the infirmary, slamming the door behind them as salt to the wound.

The words wounded him and left him stunned for a moment to process what had occurred. His jaws tensed as he bit back the bitter taste in his mouth.

They are right, he thought, it was better to leave them alone for now to get ahold of their feelings. Until then, space was good for the agent Sova deemed.

Although he may had given them too much time to dwell in their own thoughts. Occasionally Sova had thought to check on his s/o, but memories of the event would resurface, and everytime a pang hit his heart.

On y/n’s end they had tried holding their grudge against the man, but slowly a day would become two days, and then three, and so on. They finally had snapped out of their petty anger and realized where they went wrong.

‘What if he doesn’t like me anymore??? WE HAVENT EVEN TALKED FOR DAYS!’ They beat themselves over the head quite literally as they waited for Sova to come back from another mission.

Y/n bounced their leg at a rapid pace sitting on the foot of Sova’s bed, occasionally rubbing their hands together too as nerves got to them.

The sound of heavy boots could be heard approaching the door as the handle turned, Sova stood at the frame of the door. His two toned eyes widened slightly at the unexpected appearance of his s/o.

“Uh, hi.” They looked up at him, biting their lip.

“Hello.” Indifferent to the tense atmosphere.

“...u-hm I don’t know if you want to see me after...”

“After ‘Don’t touch me, I don’t want to hear it, leave me alone’ yes?” He quoted with a dry laugh as he set his bow down and removed the outer layer of his clothes.

“Well-” They hesitantly thought out their next words. “That’s why I came here to apologize to you, I... I’m sorry okay? What I said to you was really awful and I shouldn’t have hurt you like that!”

Sova stood infront of them with crossed arms at first, before unfolding them to rest his palm on top of y/n’s head, giving them a light pat.

“I forgive you, but next time be a little more timely yes?” He chuckled. “As you said there might not be a next time.”

He gave a chaste kiss to y/n before collapsing on them into a tight hug.

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hii may i have a sova x fem reader going shopping (i hope this doesn't sound too ooc)

Update: IM BACK FROM MY HIATUS!! And yes of course it’s right here :3

Shopping day (Sova X Reader)

This takes place before the rise of Venice and is based off of this player card

The trip sounded more organized in his head, luckily Brimstone was there to help everyone stay together.

“Yo Sova we’re gonna hit this store for some gelato, you comin?” Jett pointed with her thumb and the store behind her.

“No thank you I’m fine.” He shook his head dismissing her.

Jett shrugged and and quickly caught up with the rest of the agents, but one decided to break off from the group.

“Not a sweet tooth?”

Shifting to make room on the bench for the agent to sit down, he smiled at the many bags she juggled on her arms.

“Well you can say that, but I just have different tastes than the rest.”

Y/n tilted her head, but before she can inquire he quickly stood up, brushing off his clothes.

Seeing him outside of work, bags in hand rather than guns, casual wear instead of battle ready suits, she almost felt like they were normal friends than comrades.

"Here, I'll take your bags. We can keep walking around the plaza if you'd like." He took the bags from her arms, fingers gently grazing them.

"Ah- umm what about the others? Don't we have to..."

He let out a warm chuckle and started walking away from the gelato store. Y/n subconsciously followed in his steps, walking shoulder to shoulder.

"I think we're old enough to handle ourselves yes?" he thought for a moment before quickly adding. "Maybe Raze and the others need to be watched but that's what Brimstone is for."

They both let out a laugh, a slight air of awkwardness lingered between them but the conversation continued comfortably. Perhaps it was nerves coming from both of them.

Passing by each window of every store gave the two something to talk about until they started to circle back and a silence settled between them.

"..."

"..."

The girl looked around at the scenery, mentally beating herself to think of a subject to talk about with him.

Sova’s face had a soft expression but looked at the ground, raking through his mind to think of another topic until he realized his walking partner had fallen a few steps behind.

He back tracked, following the gaze of y/n to see that she was admiring a pair of rings that were shown off on two hands intertwining.

The polished silver could almost reflect the image of themselves back if looked close enough.

“Ah sorry let’s go.” She turned her heels and started walking at a fast pace.

Sova looked at her curiously with wide eyes, he turned back to look at the rings one more time before grabbing her shoulder.

“Don’t you want to get them?”

Her face showed visible surprise before quickly turning away from him.

“No! I mean, it’s fine really.” She looked down picking at her nails. “Wearing a ring isn’t practical in our line of ‘work’ anyway.”

Sova put a finger on his chin, nodding thoughtfully.

“I see but if you like them why not?”

“Well there’s two! And I’m pretty sure they’re made for couples anyway so it... it doesn’t matter just forget it!” Her cheeks flushed as she shook her head rapidly.

A soft smile made its way onto his face, a sincere look reached his eyes. Sova had a sudden wave of confidence, acting on it he quickly reached out to y/n’s hand holding it firmly.

“You’re lucky to have me yes?”

“...NO! NO! NO! I MEAN-“ Her eyes widened and she brought her free hand up to her face feeling the warmth radiating from it.

He laughs at her flustered state, cute, he thinks. ‘Maybe it’s time.’

“I’m sorry hahaha, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“Not at all! It’s just...”

“HEY!! So this is what you have been doing while you were ditching us? Making out?!”

Raze jumped in between the two separating them to nudge herself through.

“What?? No! Absolutely not!” Y/n pulled away from her, defensively putting up her hands.

“Well it sure seems like it, I even have a picture.” Killjoy snorts holding up a Polaroid.

Sova sighs and shakes his head, the tables turn and now they’re both getting poked at and teased. ‘So close.’ He thought.

When they made it back to the base y/n was going through her haul before she noticed a small black box fell out. Quirking an eyebrow she slowly opened the box to find the same silver ring she saw at the display, this time it hung on a chain to be worn like a necklace.

‘...when did he?’ She traced the chain, opening up the clasp she put it on and admired it. ‘I wonder where’s the other ring...’

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School got me SWAMPED and I totally forgot abt this blog omg I’m so sorry

But like I have a question has anyone tried reality shifting to valorant yet? And if so PLEASE TELL ME IF OMEN EATS

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ik there's a ton of sova requests but I just like him alot 🥺 can we get something where sova likes the reader but they try to keep it professional and stuff but like,,,lowkey fail? sorry if this is hard to understand and its fine if u don't get to it. Tysm!!

Im going to do some headcanons for this so yall can get a feel for these and also bc im kinda burnt from fics and school 😭😭 sorry

Sova is incredible at keeping his cool in situations like this. Unfortunately, it is largely because he is very bad at flirting

If you've read my hcs you know he will often compliment you in terms of hunts: "Your eyes are beautiful. Very big. Too easy to pierce from a distance, though."

He means it as a compliment

Please

Please take it as a compliment

He has no problem working with you, but at the same time, he will endlessly praise you. He endlessly praises all of his partners in work however, so its hard to tell

Sova is friendly to a fault. He retained some of his bubbly nature from his youth and easily gets along with people, so it doesnt feel like he's flirting at first

But when he helps you with aim, he frames your body so nicely

And he loves challenging you to competitions, little ones, drinking if you drink but also aim, cards, anything. Its a way of showing affection

You'll be afraid of getting excited but at the same time he hangs around you so much it has to be more right??? Right???

You confide your feelings in Sage and she is as lost as you are

He will not be subtle

He will ask you to go to drinks instead of if you want to compete and it's like finally

And he very bluntly tells you that he's into you

And it's quite the relief that his feelings are not fitments of your imagination

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First sketches of how I imagined Omen without the mask!