#Iselin valorant

[ptanalo]

bagong gising

[art-missy]

"I like your arm. Can I have it ?"

Deadlock was barely awake when you, the new agent, had the audacity to ask her that question. It was your very first interaction with her and you chose to be annoying. She didn't have enough caffeine in her blood to bark at you, so she just graced you with an icy glare.

You just grinned at her in return. Her first impression of you was already bad. To her eyes, you were another annoying agent. Until she noticed things while on mission with you. You were always tinkering in the aircraft or in any place you could sit down. She saw you doing some amelioration on Raze's grenades and Cypher's tech stuffs. She even saw you giving Gekko's radivores armors. Not silly armors. The kind of armors described in sci-fi novels. For several missions, she saw the little creatures zooming on the field like menaces. Who knew they could be so efficient with guns ?

Another thing she noticed, you weren't as annoying as she thought you were. Most of the time, you were in your corner tinkering or reading, proposing your help when someone might need it or buffing the base's equipment when it needed ameliorations.

Deadlock also noticed the efficiency of your creations on the field. The amelioration you made on Brimstone and Tejo's equipment could be noticed by anyone.

"I need modifications on my arm."

She wasn't desperate, she was just a bit curious, which was odd even to herself. Your eyes didn't divert from your new tinkering project, —a gun maybe ?

"Sure," you nodded. "What are the modifications you need ?"

That easily ? No annoying questions ? Deadlock was surprised but was okay with how you worked. So she explained to you what she wanted modified on her bionic arm while watching you putting your new piece of work to the side and noting in a textbook her requests.

You worked quickly but with efficiency, Deadlock had to give you that. So naturally, she came more often commissioning you for her equipment. And before she could notice it herself, she ended up spending more time with you. You didn't have to talk. You would tinker, she would read. A quiet moment together.

In the end, you did end up with her arm and a bit more.

[simulacrum-theory]

[ryonello]

baby deadlock :3

[a-bluedream-posts]

Deadlock by We1comeToParadiseARt

[norvgchar]

Deadlock from Valorant is a Norwegian character, whose real name is Iselin, a typical Norwegian name that was popular through 1990 to 2010.

Iselin is voiced by voice actress is Nora Gjestvang, a Norwegian voice actress who appears to be from the Norwegian district Romerike. Gjestvang speaks in a typical eastern Norwegian or capital-adjacent dialect, which is carried over to the character. Gjestvang has previously been the Norwegian voices for characters like Moana/Vaiana (from Disney’s Moana/Vaiana) and Tulip Olsen (from Infinity Train). Compared to other Norwegian media, her type of voice, way of speaking and dialect are very commonly seen in television series and movies aimed at a younger audience.

In the introductory cinematic for Iselin, as well as in-game, there is Norwegian dialogue. The cinematic’s Norwegian lines are grammatically correct, but they remain stiff, unnatural and unexpected. It is clear, however, that the voice actors hired are Norwegian speakers. Examples of these weird lines are such as “Du blir tilintetgjort!”, roughly translating to “You are being annihilated!”, when Deadlock attacks a polar bear on Svalbard.

In-game, the voice lines remain short and leave little room for cringe, though they are full of swears. In one of the voice lines, she says her own name, “Iselin”, in a weird fashion. Otherwise, there seems to be voice lines that randomly insert Norwegian in an unnatural fashion, but they’re there none-the-less. Some of the lines seem to be pieced together or like an off-take. The voice actress, Gjestvang, seems to have an issue with the word “smørøyet” (”the butter eye”, a term used here as “in the middle”/”bullseye”), which she pronounces “smørje”. Spoken Norwegian is not standardized the same way as written Norwegian, and this might be a weird eastern European dialect thing. Her accent in English is pretty on-point, and is offensively apparent or German.

There is not a lot of lore available for Iselin. She is or was part of a fictional group called Ståljeger (”steel hunter”), and doesn’t seem to be fond of talking to strangers.

Verdict: Her ass IS Norwegian.

Fun fact: While Norwegian voice actors are often omitted when it comes to portraying Norwegian characters, Valorant has a Swedish character, Breach, voiced by Norwegian-American David Menkin from Moss, Norway. This makes Nora Gjestvang the second Norwegian voice actor for player characters in Valorant, which is two more than video games usually have!

[cutestupidemotes]

Valorant Deadlock Animated Emotes

KO-FI: https://ko-fi.com/s/e7fb204346 ETSY: https://cutestupid2.etsy.com/listing/1726121495

thanks for supporting a small artist <3

[yukasyukasyukasyukas]

Hc agents full names and Birthdays ‼️‼️‼️

I'm gonna cry, Tumblr deleted more than half of what I spent two hours writing😔😔😔💔💔💔😩💙🐗🙌🐱😔😭🙌😨🇩🇬🐁

Brimstone: Liam Joseph Byrne, middle name given after his grandfather

January 15, 1995 (Valorant: 55yo, irl: 29yo)

Viper: Just Sabine Callas

March 20, 2018 (Valorant: 32yo, irl: 6yo)

Omen: John Morris, I hate thinking of English surnames, é paia demais😔

October 30, 2021 (Valorant: 29yo, irl: 3yo)

Killjoy: Klara Emilie Böringer, she looks like she's named Emily idk

June 16, 2025 (Valorant: 25yo, irl: not born yet)

Cypher: Amir Adil Mohammed al Amari, thought the names sounded good together

May 10, 2005 (Valorant: 45yo, irl: 19yo)

Sova: Alexander Novikov, he doesn't look like he has a middle name

July 28, 2016 (Valorant: 34yo, irl: 8yo)

Sage: Wei Ling Ying, I hate when characters have, canonically, more than one given name

June 5, 2022 (Valorant: 28yo, irl: 2yo)

Phoenix: Jamie Akin Adeyemi, named after his Grandfather too

September 2, 2030 (Valorant: 20yo, irl: not born yet)

Jett: Han Sunwoo but her friends used to call her Joon-He because she told one of them that was her name when she was a kid and it sticked

February 20, 2028 (Valorant: 22yo, irl: not born yet)

Reyna: Zyanya Mayra Mondragón, she looks like she's named Mayra so she is

December 7, 2018 (Valorant: 32yo, irl: 6yo)

Raze: Tayane de Santos Alves

June 26, 2026 (Valorant: 24yo, irl: not born yet)

Breach: Erik Torsten, having a name too long could make it easier to identify him when his family was hiding from the police

August 17, 2007 (Valorant: 42yo, irl: 17yo)

Yoru: Kiritani Ryo Akio, just Ryo is too short😔

December 27, 2024 (Valorant: 26yo, irl: Soom to born but not born yet)

He looks like no one cares about his birthday

Skye: Kirra Adie Foster

April 2, 2023 (Valorant: 27yo, irl: 1yo)

Astra: Efia Nanyamka Danso

May 20, 2022 (Valorant: 28yo, irl: 2yo)

Kay/o:

Several days bc it took long between his building and adjustments, 2055 (Valorant: 3 years in his timeline, not made yet on the normal one, irl: not made yet)

In the lore he is from several centuries on the future but it doesn't make sense since he met Reyna, Sage, Brimstone etc in his timeline

Chamber: Vincent Devell Jaques Fabron , he seems rich and looks like he has a long name

January 21, 2017 (Valorant: 33yo, irl: 7yo)

Neon: Tala Nicole Dimaapi Valdez, her name is already long enough no need to add more

March 20, 2031 (Valorant: 19yo, irl: not born yet)

Fade: Hazal Nilufer Eyletmez

November 19, 2024 (Valorant: 26yo, irl: exactly 6 weeks old)

Harbor: Varun Farid Batra

July 6, 2020 (Valorant: 30yo, irl: 4yo)

Gekko: Mateo Francisco Armendaríz de la Fuente, in my head, Francisco and Enzo have the same vibe but Francisco is timeless

August 2, 2030 (Valorant: 20, irl: not born yet)

Deadlock: Legally got rid of the rest so it's just Iselin, used to be Iselin Ylva Ege

December 25, 2022 (Valorant: 28, irl: 1 year and 11 months old/ practically 2yo)

She also looks like no one cares Abt her birthday

Iso: Yu Li Zhao

October 20, 2028 (Valorant: 22yo, irl: not born yet)

Clove: legally Rory Campbell, social name is Clove

November 7, 2031 (Valorant: 19 yo, irl: not born yet)

Vyse: Vivian Zhu

June 5, 2018 (Valorant: 32yo, irl: 6yo)

[wisteriaiswriting]

OMG HI! I love all your Valorant stories and how you write. Especially ones with deadlock! Gosh she’s so pretty, I never expected her to be quite popular here? Anyways, I was hoping if you could write one with her about enemies to lovers. The plot is completely up to you! Fem reader or Gender neutral reader, I do not mind.

I hope you are doing well and have a good day!

Enemies To Lovers

Words: 602

This in a gender neutral reader as I don't write for fem! But yes, she is a decently popular character here, so don't be afraid to ask for her.

Iselin knew that she shouldn't be getting so worked up and angry at someone like you. Like fuck, she just used her ultimate, which mind you, missed you by a hair. Luckily for you though, it hit your teammate.

But instead of being some level of rational about it, like running away, saving said teammate or try kill her, you laughed. Like some idiot! Who does that, especially when she was still standing right in front of you.

“And you said she would get me, look at you!” Laughing at the flailing cocoon, completely ignoring the highly trained agent slowly approaching. Both of you taking a step back when the body finally fell.

“Maybe now yo–” Finally you shut up, although it was due to Deadlock smacking you in the back of the head with her gun. Knocking you out cold literally in both ways, as you aslo fell face first into the snow.

***

“Look, Brimsto–” “Deadlock. It is final, they’ll remain under your watch until they speak. That’s when we’ll talk again.” When he didn’t continue the conversation she sighed before leaving the office, finding you on the floor with Gekko standing over you. His creatures were either climbing over you or just wandering around.

“Y/N, let’s go.” Without waiting she started walking off. “Hey– what! How’d you know my name!?” If she could get that reaction from you more often, rather than the otherway around, then this time might be worth it.

***

She was so right.

Over the past few months she has managed to learn just a bit more about you, nothing about Kingdom though. But there are times where she’ll forget that that’s why you’re here, remembering when someone eventually asks about the progress.

“So why’d you bring me here?” Looking around only to find no one else around, “Just wanted to get me alone? Look I get it, I’m that irresistible~” Surprised when she threw you a gun, finding it to be the one you specialise in using. “If you’re not going to talk, then you’ll earn your place here.”

“And you’re teaching me,” Scoffing just before your brain finally caught up, “You want me to stay! Oh Iselin–” “Don’t call me that name, you haven’t earned it.” “Haven’t I?” Now that was a true challenge.

***

The clock said it was about 7 in the morning, a few agents finally waking and leaving their room, with the first being Phoenix. Finding you standing at the counter, two smoothies and a small pile of protein and granola bars next to you.

“Phoenix, hey!” Even as you waved he eyed you suspiciously, stepping closer to the table. “Don’t you give me that look, me and Iselin ar–” “Woah woah woah! When were you two that close?”

“If I had to say,” Putting the snacks into your pocket before grabbing your drinks, “A while ago, guess you didn’t notice.” Leaving the room and Phoenix. Heading down the hall towards the gym, using your shoulder to push open the door. Not letting it slam shut as you don’t want to wake any of the agents that just returned, shuttering at the thought of the last time you woke up Viper.

Never again.

“Y/N, are you going to join me or keep staring?” Fuck. You really wanted to, not that she’d let you. “As if, now here.” Handing her the drink and half the bars.

“Are you sure?” Stepping into your path, “You’re not subtle you know?” “Huh?... HEY!” The others could hear her laughter from outside the gym, but no one dared enter or was even bothered to check.

[art-missy]

Please do one with deadlock and how reader comforts her when she opens up about how she lost her arm! Thank you so much

Oh ! I wanted to write a one shot about this ! Here's the occasion ! It's so rare that I write angst/comfort... So sorry if it feels weird ^^

You had insomnia and so did Deadlock. The very rare times one of you managed to fall asleep, the other was watching over. Reading, cuddling, staring the ceiling, you had several ways to pass the night.

Watching a serie on your laptop while the Norwegian sentinel was asleep was your program for the night. You were deeply immersed when you felt Deadlock jumping awake, a silent cry stuck in her throat and a scarring pain that deeply crossed her facial expression.

You were putting your laptop away when she started hyperventilating. You pushed the comforter away and kneeled before her as she sat at the edge of the bed, caressing her lap as she started rocking herself back and forth.

"Hey there, Iselin," you murmured but you were doubtful she could hear you.

Unfortunately, the rare times one of you managed to fall asleep, nightmares were often forcing you into their cold and unwanted embrace. Of course, you were suspecting that Deadlock's emotional baggage was one of the reason why her reaction when she woke up was so intense.

"Hey look at me," you said gently to not crowd her. "I'll give you a glass of cold water but only if you calm down a little. I don't want you to choke on it."

"Min Armen," you heard her whimper.

You looked down at her left bionic arm and hummed before taking it gently and reverently in your hand.

"Iselin, look at me."

You then started to peck the bionic member. Caressing the fingers with your lips, pressing insisting kisses on the palm then nuzzling your face against the forearm. You heard her panting slowing down and when you looked back at her face, you saw that the pain made way for an annoyed but thankful face.

"Ah," you smiled. "I missed that glare."

She took a deep breath then released it, letting you handing her a cold glass of water. After chugging it down, she seemed more awake and more alert.

"I suppose Sage was right," she groaned. "Losing an arm could be considered a traumatic event."

Your eyebrow raised when you heard the word 'could' out of her mouth but didn't comment on it.

"Especially for someone as emotionally constipated as you," you chuckled when she shot you with another glare. "Wanna try to take a shit and talk about it ?"

"You did not just say that."

"Yeah forget what I just said. My mouth deserves acid."

You laid your head on her lap and stayed silent, listening to her now calm breathing. You were glad you managed to distract her. She was still a little tense, her heart still painfully hammering. You felt her fingers mindlessly scratching your scalp but let her do.

"My arm was bit off by a radivore beast during an operation before I joined Valorant," she suddenly said, a fake neutrality in her voice. "I did not only lose my arm, but also my sisters."

That explained a lot of things. Like why she was so cold toward Gekko and his radivore friends, why she looked so lost in thought when the other agents mentioned their families, why she was so tense on a daily basis, why she had severe insomnia and cruel nightmares.

She did not have time to grieve.

You intertwined your fingers together without moving your head from her lap.

"Did you visit them ?" you asked gently.

"The construction of the memorial had just been completed," her voice sounded uncharacteristically weak but you did not comment on that. "I am waiting for Brimstone's permission to visit them."

You looked up at her and felt your heart wavering at the sight of her eyes. Her usual icy glare was replaced by warm streams of tears.

"Want me to go with you ?"

She nodded, squeezing her eyes shut.

"Yes please."

You hugged her legs and let her sob, your head in her weak shaky hands. Deadlock leaned down so her forehead pressed in your hair. You felt her tears watering your scalp but you did not care. She was finally letting herself feel her grief.

And after what felt like a warm mourning moment, her sobs finally calmed down. You did not comment on it, your thumbs caressing her calves.

"Wanna watch a serie with me ?" you murmured. "It's an adaptation of a book of your favorite author."

You felt her nod.

Deadlock let you tuck her in the warmth of the comforter, she let you hold her close, and as the episode progressed, she let herself fall into a dreamless sleep, now relaxed and solaced.

*Min Armen = my arm.

[simulacrum-theory]

phantom pains

[beebbg]

Hey! I saw your previous works for Deadlock (from Valorant) and they were super good, so here I am with my hands held out asking if you could write anything for her again? Fem reader preferably but gn also works! Tysm! (I’ve never done a request before so I’m sorry if this sucks) There’s such a lack in Deadlock content

An - TYSMMM <3 it's kinda sad that there aren’t more fanfics about her. But, y’know. Anyway, decided to write some dating headcanons about her. Have a nice day!

Deadlock x Fem! Reader

➛ Warnings: None

— She loves hiking with you and Skye.

— Nothing better than taking in the nice fresh air while the three of y’all take in your surroundings.

— She just loves taking silent walks with you.

— Or just hanging out with you in general, not saying anything.

— One time, Iselin slipped and fell down a small hill, which ended badly. She doesn’t like talking about it.

— A bit iffy about Gekko and Wingman.

— Doesn’t throw a massive fit if you’re friends with him, but if you walk up to her with Wingman in your arms, she’s gonna freak.

— Not big on pda.

— Iselin most likely wants to take it slow. It takes a bit for her to open up to you and her past. The story of how she lost her arm is a big one.

— Please bundle up when going to her house.

— Iselin likes keeping the place colder because it reminds her of home. It isn’t good if you hate the cold.

— But, you can use it as an excuse to be closer to her.

[riveramorylunar]

Video Game Characters I'll Write For:

Baldur's Gate 3: Karlach, Minthara, Shadowheart, Lae'zel, Orin the Red, Dame Aylin & Jaheira Infinity Nikki: Ena, Sovereign of Elegant, Sovereign of Cool, Salai, Grace, Heurta, Hiya, Nowan and Dorsey Cyberpunk: Meredith Stout, Evelyn Parker, Rosalind Myers, Judy Alvarez, Alt Cunningham, Claire Russell, Kate, Kiwi, Gloria Martinez & Young Rouge Mortal Kombat: Kitana, Sonya Blade, Sindel, Cassie Cage, Jade, Khameleon, Frost, Skarlet, D'Vorah, Ferra & Jola Warframe: Eleanor Nightingale, Major Neci Rusalka & Aoi Morohoshi Valorant: Reyna(Zyanya Mondragón), Sage(Wei Ling Ying), Viper(Sabine Callas), Vyse, Jett(Han Sunwoo), Deadlock(Iselin Solem), Fade(Hazal Eyletmez), KillJoy(Klara Böhringer), Neon(Tala Nicole Dimaapi Valdez), Raze (Tayane Alves) Throne and Liberty: Einar Priestress & Calanthia Monster Hunter Wilds: Alma & Olivia Wuthering Waves: YinLin, Baizhi, Changli, Jianxin, Shorekeeper & Zani The First Descendent: Viessa, Bunny, Gley, Sharen, Freyna, Guide, Anais, Reina, Captain Harris & Nell Genshin Impact: Arlecchino, Beidou, Cadence, Chasca, Clorinde, Dehya, Eula, Kujou Sara, La Signora, Mavuika, Ningguang, Raiden Shogun, Rosaria, Shenhe, Xianyun, Xilonen, Xinyan, Yae Miko, Yelan Red Dead Redemption II: Sadie Adler Apex Legends: Ash & Catalyst Assassin's Creed: Evie Frye Honkai Star Rail: Archeron, Black Swan, Feixiao, Himeko, Jade, Jingliu, Kafka, Rappa, Serval & Yukong Overwatch: Sombra, Widowmaker, Ashe, Mercy, Moira& Junker Queen Hades II: Nyx, Melinoë, Hecate, Selene, Nemesis, Medea, Hera, Aphrodite, Athena, Artemis, Eris, Miss Tisiphone, Megaera, Alecto & Eurydice

[mezzy-1]

Agents Reacting to Deadlock Joining the Valorant Protocol

Another of Evie’s headcanons that I’m slowly but surely going to do some more of and hell, probably more of my own stuff.  Thanks again @eviethelesbian for the ideas!

Gekko 

He ran up to meet her at first when she got released from the medical wing after being stabilized and allowed to walk around the premises

When Thrash appeared behind him, she panicked and grabbed a nearby kitchen knife to defend herself

Gekko had Thrash revert to a globule and instead grabbed Wingman to show Deadlock that there was nothing to fear

Wingman waddled up to her and kicked him away 

Gekko’s reassurance didn’t work and she called him childish for keeping the radivores around and made it clear she wanted nothing to do with them

In his eyes, she was being cruel and he didn’t let her off the hook for reacting with hostility

Neither tried to back down in this confrontation and it was broken up only by Killjoy insisting Gekko go to Neon for training and that she needed Deadlock’s measurements for the prosthetic 

Afterwards, she would often consider killing Gekko’s pets if she saw them.  The only thing stopping her is the retribution from the protocol

They hated each other for a while, passively avoiding each other and trying to keep their distance as much as possible

It wasn’t even that they got off on the wrong foot, they have fundamentally different philosophies a wedge issue

Wingman is used to wandering the headquarters, and whenever she sees him she can’t help but remember the events at the facility 

She and Gekko didn’t have respect for each other and a mixture of Deadlock’s trauma and Gekko being unaware of this meant they would continue their conflict

Skye

Her and Iselin are on a first name basis, but initially she was a hesitant to get to know Kirra

Because of the animals she could create, Iselin initially thought that there was some kind of tie to the radivores 

Then when out hiking, she met Kirra and to be accommodating Kirra dismissed one of her summons

Additionally, Kirra and her started hiking together to let her get out of the facility.  It was Kirra’s idea because she knew Wingman never leaves the building if Gekko is inside

Both of them bonded over a shared love of nature and also from working out together.  Iselin could easily see Kirra being on the Staljaeger team and that gives her some comfort

When Kirra showed her ability to heal, Iselin got somewhat intrigued by the regenerative process.  Both of them were thinking the same thing

They attempted to regrow Iselin’s arm, but it wasn’t effective and both walked away with with disappointed looks

That evening they both apologized to each other one of the overlooks on their typical hiking path.  They agreed that it was nobody’s fault and they just got their hopes up too much

Iselin trusts Kirra with her life, and has even asked for her to produce the totems before so she could see how they worked.  Kirra being able to influence them fully and use them as an extension helped Iselin’s anxiety

The pair like each other, enjoy each other’s silence while hiking and have deep respect for the other

Sova

When Deadlock woke back up at the HQ, Sova was in the room with her and one of the first faces she saw at the Protocol

Sova’s understanding nature and general compassion helped to ease her during some of the initial shock

Also there was a lot of gratitude towards Sova because of him finding her and taking her to medic immediately

When she received her first active mission, it was with Sova

Yeah they have a lot of sibling energy, but weirdly nobody can tell which one is the older sibling

Example: Sova will absolutely have no idea what’s going on if he zones out in a briefing and Deadlock will grab his attention 

Other Example:  Iselin will completely focus in on something so intently she’ll forget things around her and Sova will remind her 

She’s literally forgot one of the fingers on her prosthetic before, back when it was being adjusted

They’re both capable, mature people but together they have no brain cells 

Also drinking buddies, especially cause Sova isn’t a lightweight and neither is she so they take their time sharing progressively funnier or sadder stories

Deadlock and Sova don’t use first names though, which is strange considering how close they are

The ‘thumb incident’ at Sunset is the perfect microcosm of their entire relationship.  They are basically brother and sister and have no shortage of loving and confusion for one another

Deadlock feels safe around him, and trusts his judgment when things get difficult and she needs a confidant

Fade

Her and the Protocol were on ok terms and the Radiants there convinced her that Radiants were just human, and above all could be dealt with if needed

Fade was another matter entirely though, as she not only had Nightmare but also the knowhow to blackmail Valorant.

It didn’t exactly help that Nightmare fed off of Iselin’s fear at times, tendrils and sinew crawling up her while she dreamt

Fade noticed the Prowler she let around sniffing around Iselin’s room and when it took the appearance of a bear she decided to investigate

Iselin’s terror had been sent into overdrive by Nightmare, visions of the Landfall facility and the bear leaping out at her, severing her arm 

She woke up to Fade holding back Nightmare and shaking Iselin awake

The two didn’t talk much before, but seeing as they needed to have a discussion about what happened they retreated to Fade’s room

Fade explained to Iselin that Nightmare fed on fear, and the stronger the fear the harder it was to control and Iselin confronted her about keeping it away from her

What made this difficult was the fact that Fade knew Iselin was still holding on to enough terror that it would haunt her regardless of what Fade did

That’s when Iselin decided she was done with the constant nightmares, and because Fade was the only one who could help she was basically forced into triggering an episode

Fade and her held hands throughout the ordeal, Nightmare coming within inches of the two but Fade reassuring Iselin it couldn’t harm her if she controlled her fear

After about an hour, Nightmare couldn’t get energy and slunk back into shadows.  Iselin and Fade just kinda talked about what happened at Landfall after that

The following morning, the two shared some coffee and began talking more.  Very goth kid meets jock kind of relationship

Since Fade saw Iselin at her most vulnerable and kept it between them, Iselin feels at ease around Fade more than she lets on.  The two of them keep the other emotionally well

[yakiii22]

Meet the Newest Agents in the Valorant Protocol: Clove, Iso, and Deadlock

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Hey there, fellow Valorant enthusiasts! Wanna learn about the newest additions to the Valorant roster? Together, we will explore Clove, Iso, and Deadlock's personalities, abilities and quirks.

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Agent Profiles:

Clove - Scottish Troublemaker - Controller

Background: Clove, a Non-binary person, makes mischief for enemies in both the heat of combat and the cold of death. The young immortal keeps foes guessing, even from beyond the grave, their return to the living only ever a moment away.

Abilities: Clove's toolkit ranges from absorbing fallen foes' life force to casting strategic clouds of vision-obscuring mist, and even returning from death's grasp

Playstyle: Clove ensures no battlefield remains predictable. Adaptability is key.

Lore: The young Scottish VALORANT agent Clove possesses powers unprecedented among even their fellow Radiants - the power over the essences of life and immortality. Each death leads Clove into a realm between life and death, where they harness the essences of life and immortality to journey back to the land of the living and resurrect themselves. However, Clove understands that these powers have limitations. They must not linger too long in this in-between place, as the longer they stay, the more difficult it becomes to come back to life.

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Iso - Chinese Fixer for Hire - Duelist

Background: Real name, Li Zhao Yu, falls into a flow state to dismantle the opposition. Reconfiguring ambient energy into bulletproof protection, he advances with focus towards his next duel to the death.

Abilities: With prismatic energy, equip to construct a bullet-blocking wall. Launch a molecular bolt to weaken enemies briefly. Start a focus timer; when complete, enter a flow state. Defeating or damaging foes generates an energy orb that grants a shield. Equip an interdimensional arena; fire to pull yourself and the first enemy hit into a duel to the death.

Playstyle: Iso specializes in battlefield control and disruption. His interdimensional arena ability sets up one-on-one duels, making them a versatile and strategic asset in any team composition.

Lore: Chinese hitman Li Zhao Yu is a radiant with the ability to transmute ambient, intangible radianite energy into solid, durable constructs. Once a feared assassin for the Scions of Hourglass, Li earned a notorious reputation for his lethal efficiency. Dubbed the "Dead Lilac," he was known for his bulletproof prowess, capable of eliminating entire squads with a single shot and sealing their fate with a flash of purple.

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Deadlock - Norwegian Operative - Sentinel

Background: Real name, Iselin, deploys an array of cutting-edge nanowire to secure the battlefield from even the most lethal assault. No one escapes her vigilant watch, nor survives her unyielding ferocity.

Abilities: Deadlock throws a GravNet grenade to force enemies into a crouched, slow-moving state upon detonation, while deploying a Sonic Sensor to monitor for enemy sound and concuss the area upon detection. With a Barrier Mesh disc, they create barriers that impede enemy movement. Additionally, she can unleash a Nanowire Accelerator, capturing and pulling the first enemy contacted along a path of destructive nanowires, unless freed.

Playstyle: Deadlock adopts a disruptive and strategic playstyle, focusing on controlling the battlefield and impeding enemy movements. It revolves around creating chaos and exploiting enemy weaknesses to secure victory for their team.

Lore: During the VALORANT Protocol's investigation of the "Landfall" project by Kingdom Corporation in Los Angeles, they intercepted chatter about a cargo pickup in Norway. Sending Sova to investigate, he traced the trail to The Vault, a secluded facility in Svalbard. Upon arrival, he found it deserted except for a faint beacon. Inside, he discovered the aftermath of an attack, with the pickup team slain, leaving only one survivor - a blonde woman with a severely injured arm.

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We've looked into Deadlock, Iso, and Clove, the three most recent agents. Layers of complexity and intrigue are added to the game by each agent, who brings to the battlefield their distinct personality, skills, and lore. We've looked at the various playstyles and backgrounds that contribute to the compelling gameplay of Valorant, from Deadlock's watchful eye over the battlefield to Iso's lethal efficiency and Clove's capricious antics. We cordially invite you to embark with us on future explorations as we unearth more secrets and mysteries concealed within this exciting universe, while we eagerly await more updates and developments in the world of Valorant. Till then, may you achieve your goals and have exciting, strategically-driven matches. Agents, see you on the front lines!

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This is my very first fanfic for Valorant so I hope you all enjoy it! Please gimme any and all constructive criticism or grammar fixes if possible!

Cold Hands

Deadlock x Gekko

TW: None! Just wholesome and cute!

It was a particularly chilly night for those within Valorant Protocol headquarters. The reds, oranges, and yellows of the trees had long turned brown on their descent from the boughs surrounding the undisclosed location. Normally, the extensive heating system within the base would alleviate any issues the agents might have with the oncoming chill, but the machine had recently broken down, much to the dismay of the agents who dwelled within.

Many of these agents would bundle themselves in thicker clothing, Gekko would be miserable even after doing so.

His hometown of Los Angeles would rarely get colder than 60°F, and he liked it that way. Always perfect skateboarding weather, and he never had to worry about slipping on ice or getting sick.

But with all this snow and cold?

Mateo was arguably having a worse time than Reyna, who was currently bundled up under a mountain of blankets in her own room. A fact that he would have to keep secret for not only his sake, but for Neon and Clove’s as well, making sure to hide the photo of the slumbering empress in the deep recesses of his phone’s gallery, saving it for a special occasion. He would have to thank Sage for the reassurance that he wasn’t the only miserable one on base, maybe he could repay her somehow?

Walking through the base wrapped in a thick sweater and sweatpants just to keep warm, Mateo went so far as to put on multiple sets of socks and a pair of mittens his mother had knit him. His hand would raise in an awkward wave as he walked up to Deadlock, who was currently conversing with her fellow Northern agents, Sova and Breach.

“Well well, I didn’t realize we had polar bears over here!”

The Swede would call out as Gekko entered into view, swaddled in enough cloth to make the red-haired man sweat just from looking at him. Deadlock’s normally stoic expression softened at Gekko’s sight as she gave a nod of recognition. While he loved the brief moments that Deadlock lowered her guard, it was just as refreshing to see her cold demeanor return right after. Never before has he had someone be so honest and brutal with their opinions; it was leagues different from the pampering and smothering he received from his mother.

“If you think this is cold, maybe you should come with me to Sweden! I’ll show you a real winter!”

Deadlock and Sova would nod in agreement with Breach’s statement, discussing briefly the various places from their home countries that they could take the Latino.

“No mames güey! (No way dude!) I can barely handle this, and it’s barely even snowing! If you think I’m making it a whole winter in that place, eres loco! (You're crazy!)”

The three northern agents exchanged amused looks with each other before bursting out laughing. Breach’s booming laughter made him sound like a certain red-clad saint as it mixed with Sova’s more reserved but hearty chuckle as their laughter echoed through the common area. All the while, Deadlock’s stifled giggle, though barely perceptible over the two men’s amusement, drew Gekko’s attention more than anything else in the room.

She sounded like every good thing. As if those little giggles alone could convince him that anything bad would be okay. And on the rare occasion that she smiled in his direction, he felt like the sun was beaming down on him. Warm and soothing, as if capable of thawing out the coldest of winter. Little did the Latino know, Iselin felt similar in regards to Mateo.

The two had grown closer than Deadlock would have liked, hating how she would find the melancholy of her days thinking about her fallen sister interrupted by Gekko. The mere thought of him would put a smile on her face that took great effort to wipe away.

Mateo couldn’t help but stare for the brief moment her face lit up with elation. The normally serious and guarded Norwegian let her walls down just long enough to show the person underneath all that coldness. He enjoyed seeing this side of her as it slowly emerged more and more as she grew comfortable in her new environment and worked through her emotions.

Luckily for him and his little crush, the two were slowly getting closer after their mission at the Kingdom facility in Los Angeles, her aversion to his crew dissipating just slightly after Wingman’s efforts to keep them safe by closing the portal.

“W-Well at least I don’t make puddles when it’s barely warm and sunny out! And my arms don’t glitch out when I’m sweaty!”

Sova and Breach chuckled again at Mateo’s comeback, the Swedish man nodding in agreement before he walked up and pat Gekko’s shoulder innocently before slyly sticking his hand down the younger man’s back.

“Touché, you’re absolutely right!”

Gekko would immediately react to the ice cold metal that reached past the back of his neck down his back, shivering as his hands reached to pull the Swede’s mechanical arm out of his sweater.

“¡Híjole! ¡Chingada madre! ¡Vete a la pinche verga Breach!”

The Latino would screech as he scrambled away from the bigger man, shivering uncontrollably while glaring at the source of the booming laughter that echoed once more through the room.

“Hey, hey! It’s all good fun, don’t take it personal! I got stuff to do, so I’ll leave you alone! Don’t get too cold Gekko!”

With that, the redhead would stride down the hall with a confident gait, clearly proud of what he’d done before Sova walked up to Gekko, stopping briefly to give him a reassuring pat on the shoulder.

“I’ll be sure to talk to Brim and Viper, see if we can get this little heating problem fixed. Believe me, Reyna would be causing a lot more trouble if we didn’t have Sage keeping her warmed up.”

He and Gekko would chuckle softly at the statement before the Russian man pulled a finger to his lips in a playful manner before the blonde turned around and began walking down the hall towards Brimstone’s office, leaving Gekko and Deadlock alone in the common room.

“So… Deadlock, did you still wanna go to the training range? We got some time before dinner!”

A tussle of her wavy blonde tresses would mark her refusal as she looked away and thought, her icy blue eyes returning to Gekko’s chocolate brown orbs after a moment.

“I was actually wondering if I could play with your ‘crew’ again today.”

This was also starting to become the new norm for the two agents. After being told about what happened in the Kingdom facility in Norway and how she lost some important people to the radiant bear, Gekko proposed that one way for her to work through her trauma was to have Deadlock hang out with his little buddies in a safe, controlled environment. Though hesitant, she would begrudgingly agree, but only on the condition that she could use extreme force if they attacked. An agreement that was immediately accepted because he knew for a fact they wouldn’t hurt her nor would he let them.

Their first time hanging out in this way, unfortunately, resulted in Deadlock having a panic attack as the four pounced on her with the intent to play with the new face, overwhelming the Norwegian. Mateo only blamed himself for not telling his little buddies about the situation, but they would try again a few days later after he comforted Deadlock and made sure to tell the crew about his plan.

That next time would involve just Dizzy. Being the calmest of the four proved to work better to allow the Norwegian to settle down after her episode. The little radivore would basically curl into a ball and let Deadlock toss her into the air before Dizzy would float back down, allowing the blonde to release some of the nervous energy that built up being in the radivore’s presence.

Over the last couple months, the two would add another of the radivores into the mix, with the next being Wingman, then Mosh, and finally Thrash due to her over-energetic nature. Deadlock would take her time to adjust and work through the fight-or-flight response that urged her body to react to the little buddies’ presence, which often led to these hangouts having to be cut short to give Deadlock a break to mentally compose herself.

Gekko would be slightly hesitant of her request on this cold day, especially considering they just had one of these little therapy sessions the day before, and though she was making great strides, he was worried that she might be pushing herself more than she needed to.

“You sure chica? I mean, I totes dig it, they are great little guys, but are you ready to put yourself through all that mental stuff again so soon?”

Though she was a professional at suppressing her emotions on the battlefield, even Deadlock couldn’t hide the twinge of disdain that spread across her face as her right arm reached over and massaged the base of her mechanical arm, phantom pains still lingering after all this time.

A small part of her hated the pain and hurt that she continued to harbor from the incident. She hated the phantom pains, the fact that even her own body longed for the part of her that was missing. She hated the long nights where she grieved for her Staljager sisters, the only real family she had until they were robbed from her. But most of all, she hated the nights in her room, alone, surrounded by shadows and nightmares not even the Turkish agent could conjure up.

“Ja, I am sure. We can start off with all four this time as well, I think I’ll be okay. After all, you’ll be there the entire time, right?”

“Oh yeah, of course, whatever you need!”

The two would talk for a bit longer with Deadlock making a few jokes about Gekko’s attire before the two agreed to meet at his room after dinner, the Norwegian woman walking off in the direction of Killjoy’s lab while Gekko made his way back to his room to inform the crew about what was going on.

He hummed softly to the music playing in his headphones, not noticing the cameras in the halls that seemed to follow him after his encounter with Deadlock. Putting in the pin code to unlock his quarters, his eyes would be drawn to the corner beside his bed.

The four little buddies huddled up underneath a heat lamp the Latino had bought to keep them warm. The fact it helped warm up the otherwise cold room was an added bonus.

Thrash was the first to react to Gekko’s return, shuffling off the other three who dogpiled onto her as she made her way to the green haired young man. Pouncing him onto the ground in the middle of the doorway, Wingman, Dizzy and Mosh would wake from their slumber and make their way to Gekko soon after.

“Oi! Cálmate cálmate Thrash! Mira aqui, chiquitos! Blonde lady is going to hang out with us for a bit, okay? Best behavior everyone, especially you Thrash, no jumping on her, okay?”

Thrash grumbled softly but agreed with a nod along with the rest of the crew before Wingman waddled forward, a warbled tone directed toward Gekko, whose words would be lost on anyone but Gekko, who knew the meaning from his connection to the little guys.

“Look, she doesn’t like being scared of you guys just as much as you guys don’t. I can’t help her by myself, so I need your guys' help. You know our motto Wings. Five’s better than one, remember? We gotta help our friends whenever we can.”

Wingman considered it for a moment, his little arm reached to his face while looking up and thinking. Despite how ready she was to lock them back up like those Kingdom people did when they first met, even Wings would have to acknowledge how she tried to be gentle to himself and the other radivores. Another warbled sound and a nod marked his agreement before he called the others to return to their nap pile under the lamp.

“Thanks for understanding guys, I promise she’ll be on her best behavior too.”

Mateo would take the next hour or so to clean up his room, dusting off his shelf of knickknacks and picture frames from home and tossing all his dirty clothes into the clothes hamper by his desk before finally lighting a candle to make sure it didn’t smell bad by the time Deadlock arrived.

Almost as if she was watching, the woman would knock on his door almost the moment he plopped down onto his bed after his venture, scrambling to his feet before making his way to the door. He’d make sure to try and smooth out the wrinkles of his clothes prior to opening it, wanting to look presentable for the blonde.

“Hey Deadlock! Didn’t realize it was after dinner already!”

She stood in the door cautiously before noticing the radivores in the corner dozing before shoving the warm tupperware container filled with food into Gekko’s hands as she stayed in the doorway while the Latino made his way into the room.

“I know, that’s why I bought you this. Varun made curry, it’s spicy so I thought you’d like it. …You can call me by my name when it's just us.”

“Oh, Coach made it? Hell yeah, thank you Deadlo- I mean Iselin! Feel free to come in, I went and cleaned up a bit and I told the little guys to be on their best behavior around you, so no jumpscares! …Hopefully.”

Mateo plopped down onto his bed, patting the seat beside him before he popped open the container, the spiced scent of curry filling his nose and the noses of the radivores as they groggily woke up once again from their nap and made their way to the source of the delicious smell.

“Alright little guys, you can have a bite but I fed you earlier, this is for me!”

Iselin would watch anxiously as the four would hop, waddle, float, and slither over to Mateo, relaxing slightly once she noticed their complete interest in the food. Taking the opportunity, she would make her way to Mateo’s bed, sitting quietly beside him to not draw the attention of the little beasts.

He would spoon a bite of the curry into each of their mouths, not unlike a parent would their child. Thrash especially seemed to enjoy the spice, ramming into Mateo’s leg as she pleaded for more.

“Oye! Calm down Thrash, I already gave you some, I gotta eat too!”

The shark-like radivore ignored his words as she begged in a garbled tone and jumped onto his shin, pleading desperately for another bite.

“What a shame, and to think I brought these if you all were on your best behavior? I suppose only the good ones get nice things.”

Iselin spoke up shakily as she hesitantly drew Thrash's attention, pulling a small bag of cookie-like treats from her jacket’s pocket before placing one gingerly into the small hands of Dizzy and Wingman and tossing one into Mosh’s mouth.

The three would obviously like the Norwegian treats, audibly garbling and warbling in enjoyment while Thrash would stare at her before switching her gaze towards Mateo, hoping that he would “save” her from the big, mean, blonde lady.

“Nuh uh Thrash, that’s all you. If you want a cookie, you’re gonna need to be good like we talked about.”

With a dejected noise, the most energetic of the radivores would let go of her grasp on Gekko’s pant leg, laying on the floor in front of Deadlock, her tail still wagging at the prospect of food but obediently staying mostly still.

“Flink pike, see? Was that so hard?”

Iselin would reach out with her prosthetic, allowing Thrash to eat the snack from her hand before the radivore joined the rest of her crew who were playing with a little ball, finally giving the two humans a moment of peace while Gekko ate.

“Buen trabajo Iselin, that was really good! You didn’t push them away or nothing! Proud of you, chica.”

The blonde’s icy blue eyes would turn to Gekko, giving him a curt nod as he finished his meal, setting the plasticware on his end table before turning back to face Deadlock on the bed.

“Thank you Mateo, it’s just difficult sometimes. Trying to deal with involuntary responses isn’t easy, thank you for your patience.”

Her prosthetic would reach over to stabilize her remaining hand as it trembled with adrenaline, sighing heavily as she shook the memories of that day from her mind, ice blue eyes meeting chocolate brown as she relaxed slightly.

“But having you around makes things easier, I know you wouldn’t let them hurt me.”

“Of course, I’m glad I could finally help. Ever since I got here, it always felt like I’ve been behind everyone. I'm not smart enough for strategy and my aim isn't good enough to be super reliable in the field. So it’s really nice to finally feel like I’m making a difference, even if it is only through helping you.”

Iselin thought for a moment about his words, the obvious kindness and warmth that was Mateo seeping through. Her warm hand reached over and rested on top of his colder ones, trying to offer some degree of reassurance.

“You help more than you know, Mateo.”

Her eyes would focus on his warm brown eyes, reminiscent of the hot chocolate she would drink with her Staljeger sisters before looking down as her fingers subconsciously entwined with his, her icy blue orbs wide while the slightest tinge of blush dusted her cheeks.

“...Your hand is cold.”

“O-oh! Sorry about that, the lamp helps a bit but it's still pretty cold in here!”

An awkward chuckle came from his mouth, his free hand scratching the back of his head. Iselin would look down at their grasp, meeting his gaze with the flush pink growing more across her freckled cheeks. Her eyes would linger on his for a moment before her attention was diverted to the radivores all huddled up for warmth in the corner.

“Would you like to… cuddle… to warm you up? I mean, only if you’d want to. You can say no of course.”

Iselin had never been so eager… no, anxious, for a response in her life. It wasn’t anything like the anxiety she felt while opening her letter accepting her into the Ståljeger or the worry she felt when her sisters were away on missions she couldn’t join because she was still new.

So why did this moment scare her so much?

Why did the wait for an answer to such a mundane question make her feel this way. Her heart pounded in her ears, her palms felt as if they had been dipped into the ocean, and her face felt warmer than any fire. In those moments before his response, the force of the realization almost made her recoil as a familiar statement popped into her mind.

I’m falling for him.

How could she not when the Latino broke down her walls like they were made of paper. When he effortlessly coaxed the person she was before her sisters’ deaths, before that fateful day in that Kingdom facility, into the light of day? Through his humor, kindness, and dedication to her, she became more confident, less of a slave to her fear, and more comfortable with her situation within Valorant. To Iselin, it seemed like a modicum of her adoration and affection seemed like a good trade, but now she only hoped he would accept her offer.

Mateo’s face darkened with blush as he glanced down at his and Iselin’s hands before looking her in the eye, repeating the cycle a few times before nodding softly.

“Y-yeah, I think I’d like that a lot actually.”

A small smile would spread across her face as she stood, pulling off her jacket and tossing it onto the beanbag chair across from the bed before climbing back onto the bed with Mateo. He couldn't help but stare as Iselin peeled herself out of that signature white down jacket, admiring the toned muscles that decorated her torso along with the subtle curves of her waist and chest.

Gently pushing his back onto the mattress, she’d crawl over and climb on top of him, straddling his waist before laying down as she nuzzled her face into his neck. Her warm breath made him blush even more red than earlier before Iselin spoke up, the Latino smiling playfully up at the blonde, which only served to deepen the rouge that spread across her face.

“What? Don’t look at me like that, what are you thinking?”

Mateo would take this opportunity to grab the Norwegian’s waist, eliciting a soft gasp as he used all those muscles he got from working out with Harbor to pull Iselin down beside him into her new position as little spoon.

“I think this is much better, don't you?”

With a roll of her eyes, the sentinel would relax into his embrace while he laid pressed against her back, his hands cautiously resting on her hips to prevent accidentally touching her inappropriately.

Her smile grew without qualms at how cute he was. Pulling his arms around her waist and placing them on her bare stomach to warm them more, it made Iselin wonder. The infiltrator wasn’t an aggressive person at heart, even apologizing whenever he defeated his alternative self in the field. And yet, How was someone so caring, gentle and kind capable of the same violence and killing as she or any other agent within the Protocol? In her mind, someone like Mateo should never be in a position to hurt others, instead he should be spreading his positivity to those who deserve it.

“This is okay Mateo?”

“Perfecto! Though I’ll be honest, never thought I’d be this close to your abs before.”

“Hold kjeft, dumme idiot.”

“Hey, you’re the one who wanted to cuddle with me!”

“Ja, don't make me regret it.”

The two chuckled softly at her reaction before settling in once more, allowing themselves the luxury of relaxing into the calm night. It was just the two of them. In this moment, the rest of the world fell away, and they wouldn’t mind in the slightest as they focused on each other.

Her content smile turned to a playful roll of her eyes as she noticed how lightly he held her, like a doll that might break in half if he held her too tight. She loved his gentleness and kindness, and the way he always expressed them as easily as she might shoot a rifle, even despite her rocky interactions with the radivore tamer after joining Valorant. Seeing Mateo’s hesitance gave her the confidence to tease a little as she tilted her head and pressed her lips against his cheek.

“I'm not a piece of glass Mateo, you can hold me tighter. I'm not going to shatter and hurt you.”

“Alright, alright. I just wanted you to be able to pull away if it was too much for you.”

Iselin scoffed softly, shaking her head at his words. If she didn't know that he came from a place of concern and care, she would've been insulted. But instead, the blonde would turn around to face the Latino before cupping his face in the warm flesh and cool polymer of her hands.

“If it wanted to leave, I would've already. I want to be here. With you.”

A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he squeezed Iselin a little closer, fully indulging himself in the warm smell of the baked treats as he took a deep breath of her scent.

“I’m glad you didnt leave then, thank you.”

“Thank me for what? I haven't done anything. ”

“For being you! If you weren't the way you are, I wouldn't be anywhere near as motivated to work hard. I wanna be strong enough to protect the people I care about.”

“Well, in that case, you are very welcome Mateo. “

The two would hold each other, Iselin’s warm skin warming the cold, shivering Latino as they remained cuddled close. The shared moment’s quiet and serenity would be interrupted by the Norwegian’s soft snoring, a soft smile spreading across his face as he looked at her. The Norwegian's stoic face softened in her sleep, and the lack of nightmares from the Latino’s presence gave Iselin a peaceful trip to the land of dreams.

He grabbed his phone and took a quick photo of her slumbering form, intending to make a little conversation with her at a later point before he cuddled closer to the blonde.

The Latino couldn’t help but take in more of her scent as he nuzzled his face into the small of her neck. The warm smell of almonds and cinnamon wafted from her and Mateo couldn’t get enough as his hands gripped tighter around Iselin’s waist. He loved the way she warmed him up so effortlessly, almost jealous of the furnace that was her body. Just one of the myriad things he loved about Iselin.

He loved her determination, to get over her fears and to protect. To make sure no one had to experience loss because of Kingdom like she did, and how that led them to their current position. He loved this softer, less rugged side of the Norwegian woman. The side that only he got to see, the woman before life forced her to become hardened to the world and to everyone else.

I love her.

The thought flashed into Mateo’s mind, leaving ruin in its wake as he looked down at the blonde he was cuddled with. Her soft snores were almost drowned out by the crew’s snores in the corner. His heart raced at the realization, thinking about how his gaze always seemed to linger on her when they were going about their business on base. The way butterflies invaded his stomach when she looked his way, giving a polite smile in return that the two both knew was for him alone.

He would think about how different she was when talking to other people, like Yoru or Phoenix, her attitude as cold as the winters of her homeland. And yet, for him, she was like a home cooked meal after playing in the snow or the sun on a chilly day. A source of loving warmth that soothed him like no one else could, not even his mother. If he had his choice, they would stay like this forever. Just the two of them, warm and safe. No radianite, no Kingdom. Just them.

Mateo would sigh softly as he shook the thought from his head. It was going to be a long time before that happened, so he would just enjoy the little time they had together as he held her tight.

“Creo que te amo, Iselin (I think I love you). Jeez, I guess I really am a baby for saying that in Spanish but it’s true. Pero creo que realmente te amo mucho (But I think I love you a lot).”

He would slowly join her in sleep, his eyes growing heavy as her sweet, warm scent enveloped him, drifting off to sleep before feeling Iselin shuffle beside him, turning around to face him before planting a soft, tender kiss on his cheek. Her soft and firm lips squished against his face as she looked up at him with sleepy embarrassment.

“I only know a small bit of Spanish but if you said what I think you did… I think I love you as-”

Mateo would interrupt her off with a proper kiss. Cupping her soft face in his rough hands, he’d press his lips against hers for a brief but passionate moment as the two held each other. Taking in the other's presence for this moment alone as their thoughts were filled with nothing but the other. He felt Iselin’s hand tightly grab onto his sweater as her breath left her lungs, the grip loosening as the two pulled away, their soft panting filling the air around them.

“You definitely understood what I meant, copo nieve~ (Snowflake~)”

A soft grunt would escape her lips as she crossed her arms and turned away from the Latino, her back still pressed against his chest while his arms wrapped tight around her waist.

“You’re an asshole, you know.”

“You said you love meeeeee~”

“Don’t make me regret it.”

“I won’t, mi amor~ (My love~)”

“Just shut up and kiss me again, Mateo.”

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*Ding*

Sage would glance over to the endtable beside her as her phone screen lit up with a notification from Gekko. She’d reach over. Trying her best not to rouse the sleeping radiant beside her, the Sentinel would open the text to find a cute picture of a certain Latino and Norwegian. The two cuddled close, as his lips pressed against her cheek while she looked away in bright red embarrassment.

A small chuckle would spill from her lips before Reyna would poke her head out from under the warm cocoon of blankets.

“¿Qué es tan gracioso, querida? (What’s so funny, dear?)”

Sage would tilt the phone slowly, giving the Latina a moment to wipe the sleep from her eyes as they adjusted to the sudden brightness. Zyanya squinted.

“¿Mateo y la Noruega? (Mateo and the Norwegian?)”

Ling Ying hummed softly in agreement,” Indeed, I was under the impression that the two were at odds.”

Reyna just shrugged and shook her head before cuddling closer, nuzzling her face into Sage’s warm bosom.

“Well you know Gekko, always making friends.”

“Would appear that way. Being able to warm a blizzard into a flurry is no easy task.”

The Asian woman’s arms wrapped around and caressed Zyanya’s back, drawing little shapes that elicited another yawn.

“En efecto, nuestro sol radiante (Indeed, our radiant sun).”

“You should go back to sleep, you will be irritable if you do not get enough sleep.”

Reyna leaned up and planted a kiss on Sage’s lips, firm meeting velvet soft before resting her head in the crook of the Chinese woman’s neck.

“Sí, sí, tienes raźon como siempre. Buenas noches, mi media naranja. (Yes, yes, you’re right like always. Good night, my other half.)”

“Tiánmì de mèng, wǒ de yǒngyuǎn (Sweet dreams, my eternity).”