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hopelessrromantix · 2 years

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content: long because i combined two days, degradation, dacryphilia, yoru being an asshole (but what's new tbh)

You were the peaceful type, you really were. You were one of the protocol’s resident healers, and a protege of Viper. Despite working with weaponry and fighting constantly, when it came to your team members, you tried to stay as calm as possible.

Being a controller and a healer, your job was to protect everyone above all else, and you took that job seriously. Even when Viper recruited you, she’d told everyone you were a source of balance that the team needed.

You, Sage, and Sova, always managed to act as voices of reason. Even when the group was at their craziest, they always took your words into account. It was something you were grateful for, it made protecting them that much easier.

All around, everyone in Valorant treated you with kindness and respect.

Everyone but Yoru.

He was a narcissistic bastard who always put himself above others. Even when his teammates had to save his ass, he always found a way to make it look like he was the hero.

As a duelist, he was always charging, picking off people as he could. He never made healing easy. He’d come crawling to you, beaten and bloodsoaked, still acting like he was perfect.

He never thanked you, either. It was always some sarcastic comment about how he didn’t even need you, how he’d already done all the work. To some of the other protocol members, it was annoying. But he always seemed to come after you, like some kind of personal vendetta.

“It couldn’t be Skye or Sage?”

“Why are the rest of you even here, huh? I’m doing all the hard work.”

“Can’t you heal me faster? And smoke them off better next time, this time sucked.”

It was always those little, stupid comments. You never argued with him, always putting the mission above your own feelings. You weren’t anyone’s punching bag, but every time you explained to him what he was doing wrong, he waved you off. So, in favor of staying alive, you always bit your tongue in the middle of the field.

But this time, he’d taken it too far.

Despite your team mostly being duelists, you’d managed to ace, getting them all back home safely. They were all injured, though it was nothing lethal. It’d taken a lot of healing on your part, but you were just happy to be back home. Well, as ‘home’ as you could be.

The rest of the team had congratulated you, Jett and Phoenix offering the rest of the protocol exaggerated retellings. Even Viper gave you a nod, which, coming from her, was a lot.

Yoru, on the other hand, couldn’t help being petty.

“Oh please, the only reason he managed to do anything was because I’d injured them. The only reason he ever manages to do anything is because of us.” He’d waved off Jett and Phoenix’s retorts, simply scoffing. “You’d be more useful healing, but half the time you can’t even do that right.”

And something about that was enough to make you snap.

Jett and Phoenix froze in their spots, a few other protocol members doing the same. Some of them opened their mouths to defend you, but you acted faster than they could.

“I’ve had enough of your shit,” You mumbled, grabbing him by the hand and dragging him out of the dining hall. Most of the agents were focused on their dinner, so they didn’t seem to care.

“Yeah, he’s gonna get his ass kicked,” Jett joked, shrugging as Yoru looked shocked at their lack of reaction.

You pulled him all the way to your room, one of the furthest in the protocol. The hall was completely empty since most of the protocol was down eating. The only exceptions were Cypher, Killjoy, and Chamber. Cypher never ate with the group, Killjoy spent far too much time in her lab, and you were pretty sure Chamber thought he was too good for the protocol’s food. Still, an empty hall was the perfect place to yell at Yoru without Viper getting upset at the noise.

“The hell are you doing,” He muttered once you let go of him. He dusted himself off, as if touching you had contaminated him.

“I’m tired of this, Yoru,” You began. You saw him roll his eyes, another sarcastic comment about to come out of his mouth. But you simply held up your hand and talked over him, forcing him to listen.

“You think it’s alright to insult me, to belittle me. What, because I won’t fight back?” You questioned, your tone seeping with venom. “I’ve been nothing but kind and patient. I’ve put up with everything you’ve had to say, every stupid little comment about how you’re better than me, or how I’m fucking useless.”

By now you were fully yelling. Yoru looked surprised, and honestly, you were too. You never got mad like this, but right now, you didn’t really care.

“I’m not putting up with you or anything you have to say anymore. If you want my help, my healing, my kindness, smoke, if you want absolutely anything from me, I’d better get one hell of an apology.”

He stared blankly for a moment, looking like was still processing your words.

“Well? Nothing to say?” Yoru wasn’t meeting your eyes anymore and you could see his face heating up red. Did you embarrass him? You weren’t entirely sure what the hell was going through his head, but at the moment you didn’t really care.

“Look, unless you feel like begging, you can go to hell for all I care,” You huffed. Still, there was no response. “One chance, Yoru. Your next words better be good.”

“I’ll do a lot more than make it up to you,” He muttered. You opened your mouth to say something, but he grabbed your collar pulling you closer to him.

He leaned up, his lips meeting yours. Your eyes widened before you shoved him off.

“The hell are you doing?!” You yelled, looking at him incredulously. “Are you insane? I ask for an apology and you take it as, what, a confession?!”

“You’re hot when you yell,” He offered, shrugging. “Besides, you wanted me to make it up to you right?”

You paused for a moment, analyzing his face. It took you a minute or two to believe he was even serious.

“You fucking slut,” you scoffed. “You finally pissed me off enough and your only solution is to suck my dick and make up for it?”

You chuckled at the way he avoided your eyes. His cheeks were red, though he attempted to turn away it wasn’t helping him hide.

“What, do you do this to everyone you piss off?” You questioned. “Or did you just wait for the opportunity to do it to me?”

He looked offended at your statement. “You think I ask random people to fuck often?”

You shrugged. “With how easy that was, I wouldn’t be shocked if it’s a regular activity.” You chuckled at the way his brows furrowed, expression shifting to anger. “You wanna be a slut? I’ll treat you like one.”

You grabbed onto his arm again, this time with more force, and dragged him inside your room. The door shut behind you, the small light beside it turning red to signal it was locked.

You didn’t waste any time, pinning him to the wall next to your door and catching his lips in yours.

The kiss was rough, your teeth clacked and he bit at your bottom lip after only a few seconds. You chuckled at how eager he was.

Lifting one leg to your hip, you felt how hard he was already.

“Don’t tell me your hard just from this,” You laughed. “You really are a whore.”

You captured his lips again, this time gaining a low moan from his as you did so.

You finally pulled away from his lips, attacking his neck instead. He tilted his head to the side, giving you as much room as he could.

You slipped off his jacket, watching as he eagerly took his shirt off before tugging at yours. You obliged, sliding it over your shoulders and focusing back on him.

“Strip.” Your voice was stern, a tone you didn’t use often. Yoru seemed a bit surprised at the aggression in your voice. He opened mouth with a half smirk on his face, obvious with some stupid retort in mind. Instead, you reach up to firmly grip his throat, your hand steady. “Don’t you fucking talk back, you strip and get on your knees.”

His nod was hesitant, but he did, tossing his clothes aside. You did the same, watching eagerly as he sank to his knees. You could see his eyes tracing you. He was fully hard by now, twitching slightly as he looked at you.

“Well?” You questioned, looking at him expectantly. “Start making it up to me.”

His eyes flicked down to your half hard cock, taking it in his hand and stroking it slowly. You let out a sigh as his tongue flicked out to lick the tip. He watched your expression carefully, tongue softly circling your now hard dick.

“Aw, you can do better than that,” You cooed, grabbing onto his hair and shoving him all the way down your length. It hit the back of his throat and he let out a loud gag, tears instantly gathering in his eyes. You groaned at the feeling of his throat constricting around you, his tongue tracing the underside of your dick. He was still trying his best to suck, but was more focused on not gagging.

“There you go,” You smiled, dragging him up and down your length. “I like you so much better when you’re quiet.”

You saw his eyebrows furrow in anger, but it went away the second you started fucking his face.

Tears streamed down his cheeks, his face flushed and eyes wide. He still stared up at you, watching the pleased expression on your face.

He reached his hand down to his own cock, intending to stroke it when you slowed down. “Don’t you dare touch yourself. Sit there and be a good little fuck toy, got it?”

He nodded as best he could, his hand reaching up to your thigh as your pace started up again.

It was brutal, your balls slapping against his chin as you thrust into his mouth as deep as you could.

“Fuuuccck yes,” You hummed, feeling your orgasm approaching. “Takin’ my dick so well. Such a good whore.”

The whine Yoru let out spurred you to the edge. You pulled out of his mouth, stroking your cock as fast as you could manage.

“Mouth open, bitch.”

He compiled without question, mouth opening just as you came. Ropes of cum decorated his face, a good amount landing in his mouth.

“Swallow, you fucking cum rag.” Yet again he complied, taking down everything in his mouth and licking a bit outside.

When you looked him over, you noticed the white covering his stomach and the floor. You almost laughed at the sight. The man who thought it was so funny to torment you, kneeling on the floor covered in cum.

You gripped his chin, forcing him to meet your eye. “You always act like you’re better than everyone else, yet here you are. Whoring yourself out so you don’t get your ass kicked.” His face flushed more, a few stray tears falling. You leaned down slightly so he could hear you better. “You’re a hell of a lot more tolerable like this.”

He let out a near whimper at that, his half hard cock twitching slightly at your comment. You chuckled at him, looking so desperate despite how willing he was to put you down.

“You can clean yourself up, then get the hell out of my room.” He seemed a bit disappointed at that, and admittedly, you wouldn’t mind doing this again. Not that you could tolerate him for longer than it would take to fuck him. “Don’t get too upset, I’m sure I’ll need to shut you up again.”

Yoru was ashamed at how much he liked that idea.

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rekas-writes · 1 year

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Hello, can I order headcanons? If so, I would like a yoru x male reader with an agent whose skills are similar to a vampire, remember to eat healthy and take care of yourself!! ♡

A/N: Hello and thank you for your order! It was really fun to write! I promise I am also taking care of myself ^^ And here’s a note for you to do the same too!

Also, my inbox has quite the stack of reqs, but I’m doing my best to get through the list as quickly and as thoroughly as possible! It’s just a little bit overwhelming ^^; It’s also not helping that Tumblr on my pc is eating my reqs ;-; I’m glad my phone has all of them still (at least I hope it does-)

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Strange Cravings and Love Bites

Pair: Yoru/ M! Agent + Radiant! Reader Source: Valorant

Type: Headcanons - 1,222 words Genre: Fluff, Slice of Life, Angsty/Hurt w/ Comfort at the very end Perspective: Second-Person (You/Your)

TW: Mild references to violence, reader getting hurt, reader biting Yoru and getting a little carried away but he's fine! + thought of Yoru dying at the very end

⋆♱✮☽🦇☽✮♰⋆

You remind Yoru a lot of the classical vampire figure, to the point where he kind of associates you with some of the common tropes. More specifically, the weaknesses. You may not be able to tell with his prickly demeanour, but he is a worrier- especially with those he holds dear, doubly so if it concerns his boyfriend. He doesn't want you to get hurt, and ends up projecting that whenever he gets harsh.

Que his surprise when he sees you eating garlic bread or chilling casually under the sun. You had to remind him that you weren’t actually a vampire, and if they really did burn up- Reyna would have to carry an umbrella to every day mission (You heard her laugh behind you right after. You weren’t sure whether to count your days or to consider yourself on her good side)

Though, that being said, the Sun probably does have some kind of influence over you and your abilities. Maybe you have an allergic reaction if you’re under it too long, or it takes longer to channel your abilities, or you could just feel weaker under the harsh light (Maybe even changing personality like a certain FE character)

Somehow, being beside Yoru makes that all feel better, if just a little. Maybe it’s because he’s your 夜 (*Yoru -> night). Your comforting, starlit night in the overwhelming brightness of day. If you ever spill those thoughts to him, he will short-circuit no matter how hard he tries to brush it off. Any flattery unrelated to his prowess in battle is way harder for him to take in and retort, even with his ego. It’s quite easy to tease him and watch his face glow warm with a blush- like the hue of the setting Sun

"Like the night sky, you're like a blessing to me! My very own good luck charm! Thank you, Yoru."

"... You're terrible at flirting. Focus on the mission already, idiot," // Internally: "adsjjskdjdk???SDAJKDAJHKJDK???"

If your eyes are sensitive to the light, there’s a good chance he gave you a pair of sunglasses. They might’ve even been your first gift from him! Having seen you wordlessly struggling with the glaring sunlight, he either leaves a pair in your locker or shoves them in your face while avoiding your eye contact. He will never admit that he was thinking about you, let alone worrying enough to get you something. Don’t ask, he will scoff and say it’s because he doesn’t want you dragging the team behind with your incompetence. Ouch.

You may have keen senses, like Reyna’s ability to hear people’s heartbeats. Your eyes are sharp, and you can smell copper like a shark despite nothing being spilt on the battlefield just yet; or perhaps your sense of smell is more distinct. Maybe certain people smell sweet and alluring or plain and uninteresting, if you have the urge to feed just like a vampire. You may even need to feed, in order to recover your strength. (On base, you totally drink from "juice pouches" Like some kind of morbid capri-sun)

If it’s the latter, Yoru most definitely draws you in the most. There’s just something you can’t put your finger on. If you focused on it, you'd be able to guess where he was with those heightened senses of yours. Mirror Yoru really needs to watch out when you’re on the prowl, that unique draw applies to him too

As a radiant related to creatures of the night, there’s a very good chance you can shapeshift into a bat! Yoru could never admit it but he thinks that form of yours is very cute. He definitely has the urge to just hold you whenever you shift. He thinks you can’t tell, but you can see the way his expression subtly changes to one of awe. No thought, only hold bat boyfriend gently.

Some agents have definitely found you like that, just napping somewhere in the common room with you in your bat form perched on his head. You might even be able to control or summon bats! He put a limit on how many you could summon in his room, though. He's not willing to have his bed be surrounded in bats, unfortunately :(

There’s been times where you've pushed yourself too far, the strain bearing its weight down on you. Like all radiants, you get tired when you use your abilities too much. You’re running on empty when you get hit badly, body too exhausted and hungry to mend itself like usual. Alone with a hand pressed to your biggest wound, you wait- head growing foggier as time seems to all but slow down.

You can’t describe the look on Yoru’s face when he finally finds you. He’s silent, and you can't hear his usual scolding and sharp insults. It's frightening, you realise. More frightening than your possible death. Instead, he's kneeling forward and offering his arm to your mouth. It’s positively dizzying when you breathe in, self-control broken as your body demands for you to accept.

When you finally snap back to focus, you’d never felt dread like that before, lurching backwards as you try and focus on hearing the thud of Yoru’s pulse. Guilt and anxiety are at the forefront of your mind, with apologies spewing forth and shaking hands. He only brings you into a slight hug, one partially induced out of light-headedness, as he mumbles your name and a partial command/plea,

“Take better care of yourself.”

He makes you swear to come to him whenever you need to drink after that. Yoru can't bear the sight of you like that again, slouched, wounded and gasping for breath with dulling eyes, your skin a sickly hue. He was prepared to offer as much as it took to get you back to usual. He probably accidentally confessed here and now, after realising just how much you meant to him.

If immortality is part of your radiant abilities, deep down, you knew this wonderful relationship would one day become a bittersweet memory. You avoided telling him for as long as possible, not wanting to burden him with your knowledge of what will happen. But one day, it’s inevitable as you gaze at the night sky and count the stars like they’re the countdown to the day you would be left behind.

You’re sombre, the terrifying thoughts weighing you down more than usual, and Yoru can tell whatever it is that had been plaguing you for these past few weeks is really piling up. He doesn’t want to have to force it out of you, but it pains him to see you like this. He’ll wait, no matter how long it takes to gather the strength

That day, you break. It’s as he holds your hand gently- as though you’re made of glass. He calls your name, not your code name, not a nickname. His tone is just as gentle, yet firm- steadfast in letting you know he has you as much as you have him,

“You can talk to me.”

You crack and splinter, caving in to his warmth and comfort. You vent the painful pangs in your heart, the dark storm that rages in your head. All that pent up grief and pain floods out into the abyss of night. To the world’s night and your night; the night that lets you cling close and embraces you readily to soften your anguish

#valorant x reader #yoru x reader #x male reader #x m reader #x transmasc reader #x trans male reader #x ftm reader #valorant #valorant yoru #reader insert #valorant fanfiction

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aaabsinthe · 1 year

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Valorant Male Agents Masterlist

Key

Angst: -

Fluff: =

Smut (18+): *

Breach

Brimstone

Chamber

Cypher

Gekko

Harbor

KAY/O

Omen

Phoenix

Sova

Yoru

#breach #brimstone #chamber #cypher #gekko #harbor #kay/o #omen #pheonix #sova #yoru #valorant #valorant male agents masterlist #valorant x reader #valorant imagines #valorant headcanons

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jayurgirl · 1 year

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Unexpected Arrival

Characters: Gekko, Phoenix, Yoru

Word count: 341

I plan to continue this fanfic unless I become too lazy to do so.

The night was calm, the clock striking 3 am as the mysterious visitor stood outside the door of the agents' quarters. With a confident knock, the anticipation of what lay ahead seemed to fill the air. Inside, the dimly lit room held three figures, engrossed in their virtual battle. Gekko, Phoenix, and Yoru were consumed by the glow of the screens, their competition fierce. Suddenly, a knock echoed through the room, and they exchanged glances.

"Gekko, since you lost the last round, you're on door duty," Phoenix playfully exclaimed, a mischievous grin dancing across his lips.

With a resigned sigh, Gekko got up from his seat, a hint of embarrassment evident in his demeanor. Slowly, he approached the door, his heart racing, and swung it open. His eyes widened, his face flushing as he took in the sight before him – a man of exceptional stature and charm.

"Uh, hi," Gekko stammered, his usually composed demeanor faltering in the presence of the stranger.

The man's deep voice resonated with a playful confidence as he responded, "Hey there. Sage sent me. I'm here to lend a helping hand."

Gekko's eyes darted between the stranger and his companions, his mind racing to process the unexpected encounter. He managed to introduce himself, albeit a bit flustered, "I'm Gekko. Come on in. The others are around somewhere."

As the reader stepped inside, his magnetic aura seemed to affect the room's atmosphere. Gekko led him to where the other agents were gathered, introducing you with a newfound shyness that betrayed his usual self-assuredness.

The agents who were still awake were taken aback by the your striking appearance, their hearts racing as they exchanged furtive glances. Yoru avoided direct eye contact, his cheeks tinged with a rosy hue. Meanwhile, Phoenix, never one to back down from a challenge, attempted to employ his flirtatious charm, only to find himself rendered speechless by your confident response.

"Names are important, but perhaps you'd like to know more about me than just my name," you remarked, your voice dripping with playful innuendo.

To be continued... or not....

Idk

#valorant x reader #x male reader #phoenix x reader #yoru x reader #gekko x reader

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cryoniide · 2 years

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Too late…

~ genre ~ angst

~ warnings ~ death, suicide, badly written angst

~ requested ? ~ nope, but feel free to request :)

~ pairings ? ~ Ryo Kiritani (Yoru) x m!reader (but can be read as gn)

~ a/n ~ my first time writing angst, sorry if its bad

It’s been…how many days? You weren’t sure, you had lost count. You knew that dating an agent would come with it’s ups and downs, but you weren’t ready for the days, sometimes even weeks, when you wouldn’t be able to talk to your boyfriend. Not knowing if he was still alive, it hurt you to think about. So, you decided not to. Only, that made it worse. The more you tried not to think about it, the worse it seemed. You were in your bed crying most nights at the thought of not being able to see him again. It hurt, physically, mentally and emotionally. You don’t know when the last time you saw daylight was. When had you eaten? Drank water? You can’t remember, you don’t remember. You can’t find it in yourself to care. Not until you knew he was safe.

That day didn’t come for another two days. You heard the door open, your name being called. It made you jump out of bed, walking out to the source of the voice. And that’s when it hits you. When you see him, standing there, smiling at you. He looked perfectly fine. A little scratch here and there. But, nothing broken. You…were worried…for nothing. You stood there, teary eyed, staring at him. You looked….broken. His smile disappeared. He dropped all of his things and ran over to hug you.

It’s been a few days since he came back. He’s been more loving than usual, giving you more attention. You loved it, but it felt so..wrong. You decided to ignore those thoughts, pretending that everything was okay. “Hey, {y/n}, is everything alright?” You turned your head, flashing a smile to your boyfriend, “I’m fine, Ryo, just tired,” you replied, going back to your writing. It was a simple note. A letter you had forgotten to write a few weeks ago. You were tired, that’s true, but you didn’t want to leave without writing a letter.

It took longer than you expected. You were up until 4 a.m. And now, here you are. Staring at the tear stained letter, contemplating everything that was happening. You wanted to do it. Everything was tiring. Eating, getting up to use the bathroom, waking up, even going to bed seemed exhausting. And you were tired of it. You were done. Done with this entire game people called a life.

Standing up from your desk, you walked slowly to your shared bedroom. You scanned your eyes over the room one last time, stopping after seeing your boyfriend’s sleeping figure. You walked next to him, bending down to push the hair from his face, giving his temple a small kiss before smiling softly, “Don’t miss me too much, I’ll feel bad.”

After seeing everything for the last time, you left. Out the door, down the hall, to the stairs. The walk up was excruciatingly slow. Your heart ached, tears streaming down your face. You can’t believe you’re finally doing this. After how many days? Weeks? Months? Years, you’ve felt like this? But, enough was enough. You were tired of waking up every day, wishing something, anything, bad would happen. It never did, so you decided to take matters into your own hands.

Finally, after what felt like hours, you reached the rooftop. You walked to the edge, climbing up and sitting down, taking in the scenery. It was so beautiful, peaceful, stress free. The life you always wanted but, never got to have. With a smile on your face, you stood up, leaning forward and going wherever the wind took you. No thoughts, no stress, just…peacefulness. You were happy, yet you couldn’t stop the tears from falling. “I guess this is it, huh? Goodbye..world..”

The following morning, he searched the entire house. For you. Only stopping once he found the letter. Halfway through, tears started streaming down his face. He was devastated, heartbroken. His whole world crumbled, and it was all his fault. He made you feel that way. He made you miserable. He..killed you. And now, he couldn’t do anything but mourn. Mourn, mourn, mourn. Until he couldn’t anymore. He decided to join you, he had nothing to live for anymore. He’ll stay by your side forever, not make you worry anymore. He loved you too much to leave you. And, you loved him too.

‘Ryo, do you remember our first date? You saw me at a café, you kept glancing my way with that pretty smile of yours. So, you asked me on a date. You took me to the park, it was beautiful. The cherry blossoms were in bloom, we had ice cream, and just talked. We were just kids. We didn’t know we’d be together..forever. I remember our first kiss like it was yesterday. A year after we met. You were so nervous, but you did it anyways. Your whole face went red after you realized what you had did. It was hilarious. Do you remember what I said to you that day? How I thanked you for being in my life? You gave me a reason to live. You saved me. Or, so I thought. I loved you, I really did. I will continue to love you, but I can’t deal with the pain. The constant weeks of being alone, not knowing if i’d ever see you again. Not knowing if I’d feel your touch, hug you, or hear you talk on and on about the intensity of the battles you face. I’m sorry, but I give up. I will never forget you though. You were everything to me. You made me so happy, so don’t beat yourself up over this, okay? I love you, Ryo Kiritanti. And truly, thank you for trying to save me. But, I’m afraid you were just..too late..”

~ word count ~ 948

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illubean · 8 months

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I have an obsession with viper, so can you do a Valorant Viper x fem reader with a bubbly personality. Where viper gets jealous over another agent flirting with the reader plz🙏

Jealousy is Green

Characters: Sabine "Viper" Callas Type: Fluff, Oneshot, Fem!reader

I would pay for this woman to be possessive over me. actually, I'd pay her to ruin my life

Warnings: none

After hearing about Viper bringing back another recruit, the agents of the Valorant protocol were buzzing with talk and excitement. They all wondered who this new mystery agent could be, and how you managed to impress their cold blooded Viper.

Upon meeting you, nearly everyone was elated. You weren't hard to get along with like many of the agents feared, instead being quite the opposite. You were an absolute joy to be around. You were helpful, a team player and always had a positive attitude. Even the self proclainmed 'lone wolf' Yoru warmed up to you quickly.

Viper was conflicted to say the least. Yes, she had expected you to get along well with majority of the team but not this well. Despite her usual attitude, she had taken a liking to you much more than the others. She knew you even before your recruitment, and you are one of the few people she trusts completely.

It's been about a week or so since she first brought you to the base. She watched from afar, sipping her coffee as you chatted with some of the deulists. She smiled ever so slightly at the sound of your laughter, before looking up to see the source.

Phoenix.

One of the most charismatic agents of the protocol. And he knew this. He was young, cheerful and insanely cocky. He currently had an arm over your shoulder, telling you bad jokes that for some reason still managed to get you to laugh. Viper's grip on her mug tightened ever so slightly as she failed to notice a certain frenchman walk into the room.

"You're green with jealousy, mon ami," he speaks, walking past her to open up a cabinet. Viper scoffs, drinking the rest of her coffee before setting her mug down and leaning against the counter.

"What the hell are you talking about, Chamber?"

"You have an eye for the new recruit, oui? You better act quick before someone else sweeps her off her feet. It might even be me!" He says, chuckling while returning to where he came from, now with a cup of coffee in hand.

Viper huffs before turning back to where you had been. She hates to admit it but Chamber was actually right for once. One thing she did know is that she refuses to lose, especially not to Phoenix. Finally, she leaves her spot in the kitchen to approach you.

"Oh, hey Viper!" you chime, noticing her before your male companion.

Without a word, she grabs your hand and pulls you off towards the lab she often worked in.

"Hey! What's going on?"

Once you get inside the door, she lets go of you, turning to face you.

"I don't like seeing you with Phoenix."

"What?" you question, raising an eyebrow at the woman. "What's wrong with- OHHHHHHHH!"

You cut yourself off with your own realization as a playful smirk makes it's way across your face. "I see what's happening here. Viper, you're greeennnnnn~"

"What does that even mean?" she sighs.

Giggling, you step closer to the woman before wrapping your arms around her.

"It means you're jealous. Jealousy is green," you answer, nuzzlng your face into her shoulder. Viper stood frozen for a moment, not used to physical affection. Slowly, she begins to relax and returns your embrace.

"Y'know, there's no need for you to be jealous. You're my favorite."

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wisteriaiswriting · 3 months

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Could you do headcannons with Yoru, Iso, and Gekko (if you write for them), with a reader who’s native language is different from theirs and they’re are trying to get better at/learn more English (ex Iso trying to teach English to a tagalog speaker)

Idk if this is too much for a request or if you don’t get it 😭

𝕃𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝔹𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕣

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Turkish

He gets really impatient, so the language barrier is infuriating.

Don’t get him wrong, he admires the fact you’re trying to learn/getting better at english.

But he’s never been the most patient man.

Please teach him some insults in your language.

They’re going to be mainly used on Phoenix and Jett, but the other’s won't escape him.

Fade will though. (He’s tried that once and, uh… let’s just say he hasn’t been getting his beauty sleep for the past two weeks.)

That’s not to say he won’t help.

He’ll invite you to his room after hours for private lessons.

(Not so) secretly drops some items for you that are meant to help with your english.

Tagalog

He probably had to learn many languages at Scions.

So it’s a high chance he has at least a brief understanding of Tagalog.

Will immediately start brushing up on his skills again.

He knows he probably isn’t the best choice to help you with English, so he directs you to a native English speaker. (Either Brimstone, Viper or Skye.)

Quickly notices Neon speaking Tagalog, so he’ll ask her for help to better his words.

He won’t try to tease or talk about anyone in the language. (Neon would give him up in seconds and you likely would if you could.God help him if you ever tell Neon.)

German

He really wants to learn German now.

Had to be told what language you were speaking. (He had a one-sided game of trying to guess, never got it though.)

Immediately goes to Killjoy to try learn.

But they both give up after a while. (Turns out she isn’t the best teacher.)

He’ll get redirected to Astra or Cypher. (Which he’s surprised to know they can speak and read German.)

He manages to get the grasp of only a few words, so he sticks to helping you with English.

Really enjoys the nicknames you give him. (He only assumes that's what they are.)

He sometimes forgets how aggressive the language can sound, so you will and have, surprised him plenty of times.

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onlyfrags · 4 months

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Yoru with a male s/o who's radiant powers give him draconic features and powersof the elements. Their on a date but people keep pointing out and staring at reader features like his horns, eyes or tail etc..

A/N I apologize for this taking forever! Yoru might be a bit OOC and I did not proof read this well, apologies. Its 4:30 AM and I have not slept so :D

Yoru with a Draconic Male Significant Other | Yoru x Male Radiant Reader

Yoru had always been a very prideful man. He took pride in everything. Be that his looks, his skills, and his ancestry. So of course, his pride would further extend to his relationship.

That extended to you.

Initially, he had little interest in you when you first joined the protocol. Sure, your appearance was definitely one of the more shocking or jarring Radiants he had ever seen, but you were just another teammate to him.

For a while, he listened to Phoenixs comments about you. About how odd your eyes were to him and how your stare gave him the creeps. How unnerving it was when he saw how your skin seemed to have visible scales. How your nails almost seemed like claws, and the many many questions about why you would have a tail. It was all so much for the poor man when all he wanted was to get some extra training in.

Then he went on a mission with you. He saw your powers in action. You in action. How you were able to aid Phoenix in guiding his fire a bit farther than before. How you took some of the water from Harbors wall to blind the enemies. How you joined Jett in dashing across the air. How the ground shook to reveal the people who hid.

He was entranced, though he would never admit that out loud.

As more and more missions happened, Brimstone was able to identify how well you both worked together. With you to aid in distractions, Yoru could thrive. You had a deep trust in the rift walker, and you had gained Yorus respect. Something that many weren't able to achieve.

You became inseparable. A duo that the omega universe would theorize about in hushed whispers that sent chills down fellow agents spines.

It was thrilling for Ryo. Exciting. Something that kept his heart racing and spirits high out on the battlefield.

Soon enough, The friendly banter turned to teasing jokes and witty remarks. Competitions would break out between the two of you to see who would achieve more on the field, and then it bled into training as well.

It was only a matter of time truly before someone had made the first move.

You had been relaxing with Yoru in his room, watching the other man from his couch with a mischievous look that he knew all too well. Before he could question it, you flicked your finger in the air causing a small spray of water into his face from the cup he had been holding. The poor man sputtered and coughed as he shook his head. His wet hair fell into his eyes which only further irritated the man.

Next thing you know, he was on top of you. The cup long abandoned as his knees dug into the cushion that was next to your thighs. He pushed you back against the couch, starting a playful wrestling match the same way he had many times before. All the while he loudly complained about his hair having been messed up, and about how he had to change clothes all while trying to pin you to the couch.

Somehow, with a few squirmy movements, you knocked Yoru off balance so he landed in your arms. Trapping him in an embrace, you couldn't help but grin as the smaller man tried to free himself before eventually giving up. His damp hair now pressed under your jaw as you felt him relax a little in your arms. A few moments later, he wrapped his arms around your torso and rested his hands above your tail.

It was silent. Though you knew Yoru could hear your heart pound against your chest. Despite this, not a word was spoken.

Instead, you felt something feather light against your collarbone. And then again. And once more a little farther up against your throat.

Your own breath hitched when you realized that Yoru was peppering you with gentle kisses where your scales met exposed skin. Hearing your little noise only made the man let out one of his signature chuckles before he moved to press one last kiss against your jaw.

His hands gave your waist a little squeeze before he mumbled, "You always were cute when you have your guard down~." His ego showed as he pulls away to admire you with a look of pride. Pride at how he had you flustered, and pride from his own actions.

After that day, you were an unspoken couple. In front of the others, nothing had seemingly changed. The competitiveness remained between the both of you as did your trust in each other. But behind closed doors you found yourself at the mercy of Ryo. A man who struggled with words but showed he cared about you with his actions. A man who was proud of the work you did together. A man who was proud of you.

Eventually, you and Ryo had managed to acquire a few days off. Perfect timing since he had been wanting to take you to Japan for a while now. He wanted you to see his homeland and experience the place he loved.

Yet the trip didn't go exactly as Ryo had hoped it would.

By this time, he had completely forgotten that your appearance made you stand out a bit. Your horns, tail, scales, and slitted eyes had others staring.

Some whispered in hushed voices. Some pointed at you and grimaced, throwing judgmental glances before turning away when you looked back at them. A few people even ran up to ask for pictures with you, asking about your appearance or how you did your makeup. It was an uncomfortable experience. Uncomfortable for you, and uncomfortable for Ryo.

After about half an hour of the stares and whispers as you walked with him to various different places in Tokyo, Ryo was done with it. He huffed loudly, taking your hand in his as he drags you down several different alleys and streets until he stops in front of a small building. A little hole in the wall place that seemed to be fairly empty from the looks of it.

Ryo, also noticing this, took a deep breath and sighed before squeezing your hand a little. A sign that he was there for you despite what all happened, before he let go. Giving you a reassuring head nod, he goes to open the door for you and follows you inside.

Ryo explained that this was his favorite place to come to, a small family owned restaurant that he claimed made the best cold soba noodles to help relax after a long day of being in the sun

"…or dealing with idiots who stare." He grumbled under his breath

And he was right. The noodles and dumplings were easily some of the best you had ever had, and the lack of people around made Ryo much more comfortable as well. The man who usually doesn't say much, babbled. He talked about the different foods he shared with you, the memories he had with the restaurant, and even told you about the history of each dish.

By the time you both finished your food, had a beer or two, and paid for it all, the sun had already began to set. Ryo would hum a little before carefully taking your hand in his own once again. Little actions like this were so uncommon that you couldn't help but feel your heart race.

His fingers laced with your own before looking back at you with a small smile. Taking a step forward, he did the unthinkable. He pressed a kiss to the corner of your lips and gave your hand another squeeze.

He would smile gently at you before he began pulling you down the street once more. This time, he was taking you to the place you'd both be staying so you didn't have to deal with prying eyes, and he could hold you close without fear of others seeing.

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zeilaaan · 1 year

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You've finally done it, you've broken Yoru. Yoru would be under you, clearly flushed as you have wiped the cheeky smile this bastard had on his face. His chest full of your own ''seed'' as he lays there overstimulated. His pupils dilate when he hears you say, ''Round 2?''. Yoru would be scared, but would have no choice but to submit to you.

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hopelessrromantix · 1 year

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letters to valorant

main masterlist

yoru

hate sex + face-fucking (kinktober 22) masc

chamber

#male reader #dom male reader #top male reader #valorant yoru #yoru x reader #chamber x male reader #valorant chamber

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rekas-writes · 2 years

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Spooktober Day 1: Lost

Pair: Yoru/GN! Reader Source: Valorant

Type: Drabble - 997 words Genre: Fluff, tiny smidge of thriller Perspective: Second-Person (You/Your)

Summary: During Skye’s team-bonding trip outside, you end up lost with your only source of company being the one and only, prickly, and already annoyed Yoru.

TW: Slightly creepy, ambiguous ending at the end!

A/N: Stole some of the mist from the Entity from DBD just to make this setting- Speaking of, maybe I’ll add DBD to the Fandom list. I'm also kind of iffy on this one :C I really tried to paint this like a monster reveal rather than a mirror. Hopefully the next prompt hits better.

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You weren’t quite sure when you got split up from the others until you were knee-deep in brittle, sharp branches and all-consuming fog, your poor heart already thumping at the lack of familiar chatter and footsteps. The evening light barely shone through the canopy of leaves and thick tree branches, and the dimming of the world around you only made your mind race with morbid possibilities. What if it got too dark for you to find the others? What if something happened to your friends? What if something sinister attacked you? You were on your own with no weapon bar the utility knife Skye had gifted you. The only thing keeping you together was the rift-walker who was still somehow attached to you, dragged into the mess you unknowingly stepped into. It was a wonder how he managed to find you despite having lagged behind the entire time.

He was understandably irritated at the situation, having already been grumpy when Skye woke the whole gang up at the ass-crack of dawn to go nature hiking. Getting lost, while trying to drag your ass back in line, and getting seemingly trapped within thick, immovable fog at every turn was very much not helping his mood. Then, you just had to open your mouth while Yoru tried to guide you both out by himself (though, really, you weren’t sure how he was going to get you out when he knew damn well he couldn’t see a thing- just like you). How did he even find you in this damn fog?

“We’re lost aren’t we?” It was meant to be light-hearted, but the tension and growing anxiety really killed the humour in it. You regretted it the minute it left your mouth, grimacing as you struggled to even look in his general direction. Now really wasn’t the time,

“We wouldn’t be in this fucking mess if you didn’t stray from the damn path. All this just because you wanted to pick some flowers for the flower girl,” he grunts the last bit under his breath, and you swear there’s some kind of scorn in the way he mentions Skye… It almost seemed like… Jealousy? Whatever it was, it was gone in the blink of an eye as he straightened himself and sighs, “I… Listen, I’m sorry. I just…” He’s rubbing at his temples as he talks,

Your eyes widen a little bit at his change in demeanour, blinking slowly before you shake your head, “No, no, it’s fine. You… You’re right. I shouldn’t have wondered so far. I should’ve asked the others if they could stop for a bit,” you offer a small, apologetic smile but he only frowns a little,

“That doesn’t make it ok for me to lash out at you,” the way his face scrunches and his brows furrowed in both guilt and shame is almost adorable, and if you didn’t value your safety, maybe you would’ve told him so. He seemed a little softer on you than the rest, or at least, that’s what Phoenix always said. It was moments like these that made you see it. From the way he swallowed his pride in arguments, to the way he patched you up after training, to the way he brought you meals you missed despite his scolding.

Cautiously, you rest a hand on his shoulder. He’s still warm to the touch despite the evening drafts that begin to sweep at your hair, and there’s a faint smell of something sweet? metallic? carried through the scent of damp grass and splintered pine. He’s twitchy under your hand but he remains still, eyes peering into yours with an unreadable expression,

“Hey, it’s ok,” you offer a smile, hesitant yet warm, a means of comfort amidst the uncertainty that painted your surroundings. Hell, you were VALORANT agents. You’d faced certain death and worse, surely this was nothing. Yoru’s face softens a little, his shoulders relaxing under your hold. It’s almost like you aren’t lost in the middle of who knows what. It’s just you two in the common rooms back on base, relaxing and watching whatever dumb horror film you could find to celebrate the spooky season. You give a little thumbs up, a wink spurred on by Yoru’s loosened posture, “There’s nothing we can’t do together!”

This time, he laughs. A proper, little thing as he shakes his head and brushes you off. The deep rumble sounds so pleasant in your ears, you yearn to hear more. You want to see that soft look on his face again as he looks at you, almost like you were the only thing he cared about. That sense of security only heightens from that moment as you grin and laugh a little, if only to brush off the growing butterflies in your stomach,

“Yeah, yeah, just don’t get lost again. I’m not looking for you if you do,” he rolls his eyes and walks on, and you don’t bother to question where he’s going. Anywhere was somewhere you supposed, as you rooted through foliage laced with tangled brambles and barbed nettles. You’re quick to thank your guardian angel that you stuck with long cargo pants for the trail. The material barely seems scratched.

You inch over, walking a little closer together with Yoru remaining seemingly unaware, the proximity giving you body heat to fight the passing cold as well as providing a reason to quell your panicking brain. Even if you were lost, you were with Yoru. You’re safe, a mantra you repeated to yourself in the waves of doubt when your gut feeling twisted and turned. Oh, you really shouldn’t have ignored it.

Your heart almost trips over itself with how hard it was hammering.

You see a recognisable figure ahead of you: a shock of familiar blue hair, an eerily recognisable bright blue jacket and as they turn, you see a face that looks at you with an all-too confused and frightened expression to continue feeling safe with the person who had been by your side this entire time.

“Yoru?”

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lynnuvo · 5 months

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Valorant Males as Cats (Yoru, Phoenix, Sova, & Chamber)

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nori-writes · 2 years

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Morning Hugs

Yoru x Reader

Summary: Y/N making breakfast and Yoru suprises them with his presence.

WC: 600+

Sun rays illuminated the room with light as the sun rose upon the Valorant Protocol, rays of sunlight peeking in through the curtains. You stirred, letting your eyes open for the morning to come, rolling over under the heavy blanket you laid under, fixing your eyes on the alarm clock that lived next to your bed. It read about 7:30 AM.

Sitting up in your bed glancing to your right. What you found was a second body laid next to you, about 5’8 with black hair that held a blue streak in the front. As you looked at him closer you saw a peaceful, ethereal expression that took over his face while he slept, not a look he wore often, it was a small thing that was reserved for you and you alone. Despite that fact it wasn’t a frequent look that he wore so you appreciated it.

You carefully pulled yourself out from under the covers so as to not accidentally wake your lover, you set the covers back to what they were previously, quietly making your way out of the room that the two of you shared.

It was a frequent thing for you to get up before Yoru did it was just the way your body's sleep schedules were set. Thankfully the two of you managed to pull a day off on the same day so it was just a day at home with him. It was a rare occurrence so why not appreciate it?

After you had finally made it out of your room, your boyfriend undisturbed and now yourself awake you decided you’d make breakfast this morning, you weren’t sure what yet but you knew you wanted to at least make something. So, you pulled out a pan making some of your personal favourite breakfast food. You stood at the pan by the stove, making the food as you took a glance at the microwave. You had realised that the time had already passed at about 8:00 now. God how time flies sometimes.

You continued finishing the food that you were preparing and getting ready to wake up your lover for food. Unbeknownst to you he had already made it out of bed on his own only a couple minutes ago.You felt a pair of callused hands slip around your waist and a head fall into the back of your shirt, you melted into the touch.

“Good morning, Ryo. You’re up early,” you let out quietly, “Not that I’m complaining or anything. How did you sleep dear?” You laid down the spatula that you held, turning around laying a kiss onto his cheek. All he did was make a slight hum before sending a kiss back your way.

You loved the way Yoru was in the morning, he was always very overly needy and you found it adorable compared to his typical demeanour. These were the things he did that you only got to experience within the confines of your own home.

“Hey, idiot, be careful, you’ll burn yourself dumbass.” He reminded you as you turned your attention back to the food you were cooking with a smile, “What’s got you all happy?” He asked while pressing a kiss onto your neck.

“Nothing, just you. I was just thinking about how much I love you.” You said nonchalantly, feeling the male's face go warm against your neck.

“I hate you,” He mumbled into your neck.

“Don’t lie to yourself, you love me. Now c’mon breakfasts ready.”

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