#gekko valorant

[tmgefan]

They had him sitting for the entire cinematic because he wouldn't fit into the frame otherwise

[domiiiq312]

Been missing our beloved daycare au and since @stellaris-archivum 's chamber finally made an official appearance after 2 years, I drew this

I don't know this trio was super unexpected for me (lol) and we can unofficially say that he's basically babysitting canonically XD

[detrimonious]

rough day for gekko

[hxmocrastic]

Blowing Off Steam

✮ pairing ; Gekko x M!Reader ✮ summary ; Gekko can't seem to keep his eyes off you, He can't help but feel his pants tighten everytime he catches sight of you. So he decides to blow off steam... ✮ a/n ; Sorry if he's ooc y'all I made this at 4:30 😭 also readers a muscle Bottom🤭 ✮ warnings ; ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+ Masturbation ; 18+ Twt Links ; NSFW Thoughts ; Erection ; Domination

The scarlet colored ball toppled off the side of the basket. Gekko let out a sigh of frustration, "Why can't this damn ball fall through the hoop!?" He cursed.

Dizzy tilted it's head towards the boy inquisitively and nuzzled into his arm. Gekko looked towards her and smiled. "I'm alright, little homie. You don't got nothing to worry about" He lied.

In truth, he was downright annoyed and frustrated in many ways than one. God he hated those heated (e/c) eyes that'd make his heart drop to the pits of his stomach. He hated how one jiggle of your ass made all the blood in his body rush to his dick. He hated those plump juicy lips that'd make his balls drop to the floor.

It took all his self control not to pin you to the ground, throw your legs over his shoulders and fuck you into the mattress — ⭐

'god mateo stop thinking with your dick' he thought.

His zipper was on the edge of snapping , he can't even think of you without his nuts being sore. You had so much influence on him, he even had wet dreams of you. And they were always the same;

You on your back your face red and drenched with tears as he pounds into you relentlessly.

Gekko was glaring at his skateboard without even realizing it. He stepped on it and began to speed out of the court. He needed to blow off some steam.

Gekko launched open the door to his house and slammed it right after. 'I need to make this quick'. His mother was out of town for the time being and Gekko needed something to relieve his problem. Thankfully he had just the right thing.

He bent down underneath his bed and grabbed the recent bought lube he stashed away and frantically tugged at the belt of his pants.

Gekko wasn't one to masturbate often. The only time he did was when he was in desperate need for relief. And this is one of those times.

He threw away his jeans and practically ripped his underwear, freeing his erection from the confines of the cloth.

His cock stood there swinging back and forth and as hard as ever.

The agent plopped down on the couch and grabbed his cock. He pumped it a few times and reached for the lube simultaneously releasing his veiny shaft to squirt the clear liquid in his palm.

Once he was satisfied with the amount he brought his soaked hand around his cock once again and began fisting it.

Gekko wasn't the biggest, but he wasn't the smallest either — His cock was 8 in inches but was notable girthy in width. His cock is especially veiny and pink at the tip with tattoos running down the underside.

He felt a trickle of sweat slither down his ear. His skin was dampened and moist with sweat, his neon tank top sticking to his skin like he just left a sauna.

He kept his meaty rod clasped within his shining fist, pumping it at an exceptionally slow pace. His breath hitched as he forged lewd images of the infamous crush who caused this mess.

You.

He imagined grasping your two mounds of flesh sitting on your chest, as your silken walls contract around his cock.

He imagined the stench of musky sex permeates the room, as you panted for him to go faster.

Gekko was heaving at this point, he was on the edge of cumming causing his cock to grow an angry shade of red while veins protruded. Almost as if it were about to explode. His fist pumped his phallus with a greater ferocity, as he threw his head back facing the ceiling.

Soon enough he found himself thrusting into his palm, imagining it was your ass that clamped so tightly around his length.

In one flush movement he released a cry from his lips, his orgasm crashing down on him with impeccable force. Semen spurted from his enraged slit, gushing and spewing from the tip. He panted profusely and remove his now dormant hand from his spouting member.

He threw his head back down drawing frantic breaths of air. A loppy side grin fell upon his face. Though his mind was still hazy he got rid of his cause of stress and that was to be happy for.

"Chirp"

His eyes expanded to the size of meal sized plates. Gekko whipped his head towards the sound only to be met with the presence of three gawking creatures.

He didn't have time to collect the situation as he heard the twisting of his doorknob.

Part two is in progress - > 👆

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[skyeontheflank]

Valorant tweet and textpost memes bc I’m unoriginal, pt 5

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[jojikawa]

GEKKO SHIP DYNAMIC 💚

I headcanon him to be a soft boy. (I also haven’t done much research outside of watching his trailer today so I don’t even know his real name lmao)

Gekko x Fem!reader

Is usually fine until you come along. You make him so red and flushed just by being around bc he thinks you’re so pretty.

Always trying to impress you by making you laugh or putting you in awe with his ability.

Always talking to Reyna about you. “How can I just be myself!?” “How do I know she likes me??” Sort of thing.

His heart flutters whenever you compliment him on anything.

Tries to hide his crush but is exposed by the activity of his little gekko.

You would need to confess to him first. No amount of teasing him will make him act on his own.

Gives forehead kisses and loves holding hands.

Is terrible at providing comfort when you’re sad bc he’s always the one being cheered up by you. When you cry or have anxiety, he will hold you tight as he thinks of what to do.

He’s def a TikTok boyfriend. He will make videos with you and will probably wanna make a shared couples account to make posts there.

Loves matching outfits

His little gekko loves the shit out of you!

Doesn’t mind PDA at all as long as you’re cool with it. But he’s way more shy in public. In private he will probably do more lewd things like grabbing your butt or booba.

Saves up all of his allowance to surprise you with some cute gifts. Records your reacts so that he can watch them on repeat later.

Posts about you on his social media. Probably makes you his profile picture or have his username be “Gekkoloves(username/name)”

The kind of guy to tense up when he realizes you’ve fallen asleep on HIM of all agents.

Asks for consent for everything ❤️

[garlochinsketches]

Gekko

I love how bad I am playing Valorant. My joy is to watch Wingman run carefree in the middle of the fight, bullets passing around him like Matrix, oh it's such a joy. Protect him at all cost.

[prticl3]

valo art dump 😌

[woompfy]

Dude wants them shoes!!

[zeilaaan]

Gekko, being the soft gentle top he is, asking you repeatedly if you're okay as he's balls deep inside of your ass.

"¿Estás bien mi amor?" (Are you okay, my love?) He asks, as he's gripping onto your thighs fucking you.

You get tired from his blabbering, so you cover his mouth with your hand, however this turns him on more, causing him to pound you faster and he ends up finishing inside of you, in awe as he watches his seed leak out of your asshole.

[sovasleepy]

wingman (x2)

[ gekko x gn!reader ] gekko has a nightmare. wingman goes to find the person that he knows gekko finds comfort in — you. wc: 1.6k

a/n: this is a continuation of this gekko fic, but this can be read as a stand alone.

the red lines that made up the time on your alarm clock read 3:28 am. it took another few moments before you realized what exactly had woken you up; there was someone tapping at the door. you groaned to signal that you were awake, still too half-asleep to form words but not asleep enough to be able to ignore it.

feeling your way along the wall, your hands finally find the door. you open it, but when you peer outside there is no one to be found. that is until you hear a warbling sound at your feet. through your sleep-blurred vision, you look down to find wingman.

he was shifting his weight from one of his stubby little legs to the other, and was now emitting a low whine. was he… worried? anxious? something was wrong. there had to be. why else would he be at your door at three in the morning, if not because something was wrong?

“hey, buddy,” you spoke softly. “what’s wrong?”

he gave you another high-pitched noise before beginning to scramble down the hallway. as expected, he stopped in front of gekko’s opened bedroom door. you hesitated for a moment, wondering if you should step in. it wasn’t your room, and while gekko and you were friends, it wasn’t as if he had given you the right to walk into his room at any given moment. even then, shouldn’t you knock first?

biting back that thought, you knew that wingman wouldn’t have retrieved you from your room in the dead of night for nothing. you followed him through the opened doorway and attempted to follow him through the dark room.

eventually, you heard the tapping of his claws on the ground and then the rustling of sheets; presumably, wingman was trying and failing to jump up onto the bed until he finally succeeded.

that theory was confirmed a few seconds later, as he finally turned on the lamp situated on the nightstand. he gargled in annoyance, closed his eyes, and shook in a way akin to a wet dog. with his eyes now adjusted to the light, he turned around and clambered his way over to sit on gekko’s chest.

the man in question was sound asleep. he was wearing a black t-shirt and gray sweatpants, dark green blanket tangled around one leg and covering half of his chest. his breaths were steady and shallow, every few breaths emitting the remnants of a snore. nothing seemed to be wrong.

at the end of the bed, dizzy seemed to have stolen a portion of the blanket for herself and was asleep in the nest she’d made of it.

“mateo?” you called his name gently at first.

he didn’t move. not that you would expect he would, being that he was very clearly fast asleep. wingman whirred at you.

with a deep breath, you stepped forward and put part of your weight onto the bed. you reached out and lightly shook him, calling his name once more. nothing. you shook a little harder, spoke a little louder. still nothing. alright, maybe you were getting a little worried now. how heavy did he sleep?

you leaned more on the bed, peering over his sleeping body. your weight supported by one hand, the other found his jaw. with your thumb on one side of his face and the rest of your fingers on the other, you turned his face gently to study his features. he seemed fine enough apart from the sleep lines carved into the left side of his face and the slight pinch of his brows. you called his name once again.

this time, he shot up in bed with a gasp. in doing so, his forehead collided with yours and sent you backwards. an attempt to catch yourself on the heel of your palms failed miserably as he moved his leg from beneath you. the little amount of support you had from your hands was swept from underneath you and you fell onto your back. your back and head were met with the warm and fuzzy sensation of his blankets.

although you were vaguely aware that his room smelled of him, you were now fully aware of the scent of lavender and sage that lingered to the blanket previously wrapped around him.

“y- wings? what the…” gekko groaned and rubbed at his eyes. it was another few moments before he registered that you were there. “y/n? what are you doing here?”

“that’s a good question.” you answered. you attempted to sit up once again, finally succeeding this time. “wingman woke me up. acted like something was wrong, so i followed him here.”

it was now that you noticed how off gekko looked. his eyes were wide and watchful, especially considering he had been fast asleep a few moments ago. his chest rose quickly and fell heavily, tanned fingers whitening with the grip they had on his bedsheets. wingman warbled absently as he scampered atop gekko’s lap and plopped down almost comically. he stared up at you expectantly, although you weren’t quite sure what he was trying to communicate.

gekko made a noise somewhere between a huff and a laugh. “i was having a nightmare. i guess wings knew… that, or i accidentally kicked him off the bed in the middle of it again.” the little green creature whirred at the word ‘again,’ but made no further complaints.

“ah. i wonder why he came and got me though? other rooms are closer than mine. neon’s for one, or even reyna’s. i assumed if he was looking for someone to comfort you, he’d go to her first. not that i wouldn’t comfort you! i just—”

“i understand.” he said, usual smile returning to his face. “i’m sorry about him, dunno what got into him. you should get some sleep though. it’s too early for this, little man.” he looked to wingman at the last sentence, who seemingly ignored him.

“well, goodnight anyway… and sorry for the scare. and goodnight to you too, wingman.” you said. the creature made a noise somewhat like a purr in response, followed by an indignant noise as he realized you were leaving.

your hand had barely touched the doorknob when you heard a thump, followed by the scampering of claws across the floor. wingman pawed desperately at your leg.

kneeling down, you asked him what was wrong. he shifted his weight from stubby leg to stubby leg, before turning around to look at gekko. the creature gargled, which made noticeable heat rise in gekko’s face.

“no! i mean, yes, but no.” he responded. again, wingman made a noise, and he spoke back. “it’s not like that…”

“grbghr.”

“ok, it is like that. but i can’t just— that’s not a thing, alright, buddy?”

“hmrg?”

“it’s just… a weird thing for humans to do. i’m sorry.”

“rgh.”

you never thought you’d see so much annoyance and attitude come from the small, blob-like creature that was wingman. finally, gekko sighed. he threw his head back and took a deep breath.

“he… wants you to stay.”

it felt rude to laugh. but you couldn’t help it. against your best attempts to stifle it, a small laugh escaped you. as strange a request it was, you didn’t mind it. you were far too lost in your sleepy state of mind to care much about it, but you also knew how persistent gekko’s friends could be.

“yeah, i’ll stay. scoot over.” you spoke. wingman hummed, clearly pleased.

despite the darkening of his cheeks, gekko moved over in his bed. in the back of your mind, you thought about moving back to your own room once the two of them were asleep.

however, as you settled in beside him, you began to drift off. the low trill of dizzy somewhat-snoring and the warmth radiating off of thrash didn’t help either.

the next thing you remember was the blinding light of whatever the hell had been shining into the room at this hour. you realized soon after that the shining was inside of the room, coming from the overhead light. brimstone stood in the doorway, jett and phoenix behind him snickering amongst themselves.

“what are you two up to?” brimstone asked. you couldn’t quite tell the tone of his voice — he sounded so stern and almost angry, as if he was your dad who had caught you in a more compromising position. yet, there was a playful lilt hidden in his voice.

“wingman happened.” you huffed, still too half-asleep to care to explain.

whether or not he was actually upset you didn’t know, but he reminded you that breakfast would be ready soon and to come to the kitchen once you were ready. you nodded, still rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

the door clicked closed. as the laughing and teasing jokes made by phoenix and jett disappeared down the hallway, you finally decided to get up.

you now realized the position that gekko was in. he was a stomach sleeper, but was laying half on top of you. one leg was thrown across yours, his arm wrapped around you, and his face tucked into the crook of your neck.

“hey,” you called, voice soft. “it’s time to get up.”

he didn’t answer, but wingman warbled and scampered across the bed to snuggle into the space between your bodies. an attempt to move out from under the man failed. he hummed softly, muttered something that sounded like “a little longer” and pulled you closer.

[geckogwumi]

Gay ships of valorant

[orcusivanth]

Some favs

[detrimonious]

do not hurt him

[mfdoux]

[writer-freak]

Period comfort | Valo x Gn reader

Characters: Fade, Gekko, Sage and Sova

Warnings: talks about period and mentions of cramps, reader is gender neutral though, I wrote these some time ago during my period

A/n: Wrote these a while ago and as a person who likes reading these kinds of short comfort headcanons, I decided to post them. I wrote them while I was having really bad cramps so maybe they aren't the best, but still enjoy

Comments, likes and reblogs are always appreciated and really motivate me to write more <3

Fade:

Fade would understand your discomfort and try to be by your side and help you

She'd prepare some of her favorite tea for you and whatever snacks you want

Expect Fade to bring you a cozy blanket, tucking you in and making sure you're comfortable

She'd stay close, ready to provide anything you need, whether it's a comforting conversation or just silent company

I could also imagine maybe her having a diffuser with calming scents that could help you relax

I think she would maybe make a playlist with relaxing music to help you fall asleep

Gekko:

Gekko is so cheerful and I can imagine him just talking to you trying to cheer you up with some playful banter

He would cook whatever you wanted for you and would always bring the food to you in bed

He'd suggest a movie marathon, just cuddling up together under a blanket and enjoying anything you would like to watch

He would give you forehead kisses and back or belly rubs whatever you need

There would be a mini spa session, complete with face masks, a massage, and anything else to make you feel better

He would probably include his little buddies in the little spa session and they are great for lifting your spirits

Sage:

I could imagine her having some like herbal remedies that could help with the pain and in general her just trying anything to make you feel better

Offering you a massage to help with tenseness and just trying to relax you

She would stay by your side comforting you and giving you reassurance 

In general, her presence is very calming

I think she would do some Yoga with you to help with the cramps 

Sova:

He would be by your side without you even having to ask for it 

Definitely, the guy to tell you that you should take a break and just rest if you are feeling unwell

He would make you a nice cozy nest and would ensure that whatever you would need is within arms reach

I think nature sounds relax him and he plays them in the background while he is taking care of you

If you are feeling emotional he would just let you talk, quietly listening to you and just assuring you

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