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sequoia.
pairing : iso x gn!reader
notes : mutual pining ? i’ll let the audience decide , might be ooc since i wrote this based on all of his available voicelines so far ( . — . )
The echoing clang of bullets hitting metal targets reverberated through the shooting range as you took aim alongside Iso, the new recruit to the Valorant Protocol. You’d been itching to get to know him better, and what better way to break the ice then some target practice?
“Clean shot! I should let Chamber know he has a rival now.”
Iso shrugged and chuckled, as an acknowledgement to your compliment.
“So, Iso… I heard you isolate your enemy into that domain of yours? Interesting…” you remarked, keeping your eyes trained on the target as you shot a bullet straight to the head.
Iso nodded shyly, his fingers still gripping the handle of his pistol.
“Y-yeah… Just my way to secure a 1v1 duel…”
Oh, what the hell am I saying, Iso thought, mentally facepalming at his awkward response. He felt silly for acting awkward in front of you. To be honest, he finds you really, really beautiful. Maybe that’s the reason.
But to his surprise, you merely gave him a soft smile.
“That is sooo freaking cool ~! Can you bring me there someday?” you asked, your tone playful and light.
Iso was surprised, his eyebrows knitting together.
“Why would I bring you there? I don’t think having a gun duel with an ally there is a good idea–”
You giggled, which interrupted his words. “Not in a gun duel, silly. I just wanna know what it looks like in the dimension.”
Warmth crept onto Iso’s face, his cheeks tinged with embarrassment at having misunderstood your context. “O-oh… Yeah, sure. I hang out a lot there even though there’s nothing much… Mostly when I need alone time to read my books or… listen to music.”
“And, having company once in a while would be nice.” He smiled, his eyes glanced at you.
“Mhmm, then I’ll be waiting ~” you replied, your curiosity piqued. You adjusted your stance, firing a few more rounds with precise accuracy.
“Oh ! Talking about music,” you continued, gesturing to the earbuds that Iso always had whenever you saw him. “I always see you got your earbuds on all the time. I assume you’re a music enthusiast, yes?”
Iso nodded, his fingers fumbling with the gun’s magazine as he exchanged it. “It helps me to stay relaxed and focused. Music has this way of grounding me, you know?”
You smiled, appreciating his honesty. “That makes sense. What kind of music do you listen to then?”
As Iso put his pistol down, he began to list off his favourite genres and artists. You noticed the way his purple-coloured eyes lightened up. You were surprised by the variety of his tastes, from classical compositions to high-energy EDM tracks. Your conversation flowed seamlessly, as Iso continued geeking over his profound hyperfixation.
“So, do you have a favourite song?” you asked, genuinely interested.
Iso took a moment to think before answering. He has so many favourites, heck, he could create millions of playlist when he thought of it. Then, a song came to his mind, “There’s this one song that I find myself going back to quite often. It’s called ‘Helena’ by My Chemical Romance.
The name caught your attention, “Wait ! I know that song ! What’s the worst that I can say ~”
Iso chuckled, he continued singing along, “Things are better if I stay ~”
“So long and goodnight, so long and goodnight.”
Both of you started giggling, which lightened up the mood surrounding the both of you.
Iso started to fiddle with his gloved fingers, his expression softening. “To me, that song carries a powerful and cathartic expression of one’s emotions surrounding the loss of a loved one, so it has become one of my favourites.”
You were touched by his description and decided to make a mental note to listen to the song again later. As you both finished up with the training at the shooting range, you couldn’t help but feel a connection forming between you and Iso. He’s slowly getting along with you, no longer the quiet and reserved recruit.
Someone you could genuinely relate to.
As the both of you left the shooting range, the two of you talked and laughed, not just about combat training but about music, books and everything in between. His giggles caught your attention, the way he would bring up his hand to stifle his laughs.
Goddamn, he’s cute.
You didn’t expect the training you had with him could be the perfect time to bring you both closer. You couldn’t wait to explore Iso’s unique dimension with him, discovering not just his hidden talents but the beauty of the world he had specifically created for himself.
“So, about that dimension visit,” you teased, “When can we make that happen?”
Iso grinned, the embarrassment from earlier dissipating. “Whenever you’re ready. I’d be happy to show you around the place.”
“Can we make that a promise?”
“Yeah, promise.”
(A/N): my love for iso is growing… he’s so cutie patootie… do u get me…
masterlist.
#f6bron#ITS SO ISOVERRRRR#valorant iso#valorant iso x reader#iso x reader#valorant imagines#li zhao yu#iso x y/n#iso x you#valorant fanfiction#iso headcanons#valorant x reader
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after work. (18+)
pairing : chamber x fem!reader
note : no plot smut, established relationship, pet names (princess, good girl), semi-public sex, p in v, kinda possessive!chamber, reader calls him daddy.
"Shh, the others might hear us. You wouldn't want that, non?"
His right hand pressed over your mouth, trying to suppress your moans while he fucked you from behind.
Long story short, both of you were on a mission, but got bored waiting for the Vulture to fetch everyone up. So, you and Chamber left the base to take a stroll around Haven to fill up your free time. Others didn't mind either.
But things didn’t go as planned.
Chamber pushed onto the wall, as he started devouring your mouth, fighting over dominance. His tongue danced around every corner of your mouth, making sure he could taste every piece of you.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, your body surrendering to his affections.
“Merde, j’ai besoin de toi, ma chérie… (Shit, I need you, sweetheart…)” He whispered, his breath tickled your skin. His hands roamed all over your body, seemingly trying to seek more of you. Your back arched as he grabbed your ass.
He reached for your neck, leaving a trail of noticeable hickeys.
“Vincent- Oh…!”
Your moans were cut off by him, as you felt him biting your exposed skin.
“You’re so soft, chérie ~” he said with a husky voice.
His hand slowly trailed down the lower part of your body, reaching for in between your thighs.
“Need you, chérie. Please…”, as he continued leaving kisses on your hickeys given by him.
“I’m… yours… Vin…” You whimpered, feeling more eager than ever.
His hand reached under your pants, and started slowly rubbing your clit in circles. You moaned softly, trying to get used to the new pleasure. You started to grind on his fingers, silently begging for release. His other hand reached for the waistband of your pants, then he pulled it down until it reached your thighs, comfortable enough for him to put his fingers inside you.
Your arms around his neck tightened as you felt two of his fingers touching your soft walls.
You moaned as his thumb continued abusing your clit, the action fucking up your senses.
He smirked, “You’re so tight, love ~ I have to make sure you can take all of me, hm?”
He felt pride when he saw you act so submissive under him, under his touch. He finds it adorable. So fucking irresistable.
His movements started to get faster, your pussy making squelching sounds. He could feel your soft walls tightening around his fingers. He chuckled.
“Come for me, la princesse (my princess). Come for me.”
You nuzzled your face on his chest, your muffled moans only can be heard by him. Your warm release dripped down your trembling thighs.
Chamber licked his cum-covered fingers, while looking into your dazed eyes.
He gave you a passionate kiss, which you could taste a hint of your juices on his lips before he turned you around.
“I’m not done with you yet.” He whispered, as you could feel his front leaned onto your back.
He unzipped his pants, immediately letting go of his erected, long and thick dick.
He started to rub your sensitive pussy, giving it light slaps while stroking himself. The action overstimulated you and made you moan.
After hearing your soft and adorable moans, Chamber tightened his fist and pumped himself harder. God, your angelic voice is enough to drive him crazy.
He stopped pumping his dick as he decided to stroke his dick in between your supple wet lips instead. Your thighs trembled, as you felt his dick being so close to your entrance. His hands moved to your sides, gripping you to keep you still.
Chamber always loves the sight of you squirming under his touch, he truly loves it.
He whispered words of affirmation into your ear as he slowly inserted himself inside you.
“Shh, that’s my good girl, you’re doing so well, ma chérie ~”
You whimpered, the sense of discomfort as you felt his girth slowly stretching your walls out.
Even though you and Chamber had sex multiple times before, you will never get used to his size, not even after he prepared you.
“V-Vin… so… big…”
“I know, chérie… You’re taking me so well…”
He nuzzled his face on the crook of your neck, inhaling your heavenly scent, as he continued thrusting into you slowly.
He softly caressed your sides and left trails of kisses on your neck as comfort. He always keeps in mind to be gentle with you and your petite body, as if you’re a porcelain doll. But, he has broken promises before. With his bigger, stronger body and uncontrollable lustful appetite, he’s quite an impatient man.
Especially when it comes to his sweet princess.
And things got rough.
The sounds of skin slapping against each other filled your surroundings, his grip on your hair tightened, as both of you were experiencing heightened arousal.
“Tu es mienne… (You’re mine…)”
Those words can be heard repeatedly from Chamber, whispered into your ear like a prayer.
“Vin… I can’t…”
“Shh… I know, chérie…”, as he thrusted into you harder, reaching for your cervix.
The bruising grip of his left hand on your side tightened, trying to stop you from squirming.
The thought of others finding the both of you in this position, made his mind wandered to unspeakable scenarios. That’s one of the ways to prove you’re his, and only his.
To prove you’re Vincent Fabron’s precious property.
He removed his grip on your hair and gripped both of your sides instead, lifting your petite body off the ground, basically manhandling you. His tip touched your cervix as he kept on ramming into you back and forth, which sent you to oblivion. He could feel your soft walls clenching around him, a sign that you’re about to reach your climax.
“You want to cum, princess?”
You nodded, unable to form any words, you can’t think anymore. Chamber has fucked all of your brains out, he has fucked you dumb.
“Hm? Use your words, princess. Je ne t'entends pas… (I can’t hear you…)”
He gave you one hard thrust, earning a loud moan from you. You’re such a mess.
“I… w-wanna…cum… Vin-”
He chuckled, “Vin? That’s not what I want to hear, princess…”
He thrusted into you again, even harder now. His grip on your sides tightened, you could tell it will leave bruises later on.
“I-I wanna… cum… d-daddy…”
He leaned onto your back, “Louder.”
“I-I wanna cum… daddy…!”
“Good girl ~” and he continued fucking you senselessly.
You couldn’t suppress your moans anymore, your brain was clouded with Vincent, Vincent and Vincent. You finally reached your climax, your whole body trembling caused by your release. You could feel your juices overflowing down your thighs, mixed with Chamber’s pre-cum.
Imagine being so fucking dumb over Vincent Fabron’s huge dick?
He leaned onto your back, leaving soft kisses on the nape of your neck. He wrapped his arms around your waist, still keeping you off the ground. His thrusts became sloppier.
“Princess, let me cum inside… Je suis en train de jouir… (I’m about to cum…)”
You nodded, as you kept moaning his name softly.
His arms tightened around you, he groaned as he came inside you, painting your walls with his overflowing seed.
He leaned into you further, pulling you into his warm embrace.
He kissed your cheeks, “You did so well, angel. I’m proud of you.”
He watched his cum dripped out of your pussy while slowly pulling his dick out of you.
He scooped all of his overflowing cum back into your pussy with his finger, which earned whimpering noises from you.
He chuckled, “My apologies, mon chérie.”
As a cherry on top, Chamber planted a quick peck on your pouting lips.
He quickly cleaned you up with his expensive custom-made handkerchief he always has with him. He pulled your pants up and fixed your hair, he had to make sure you look presentable. (Read: He had to make sure you didn't look like your guts were getting rearranged by him.)
He lifted you up with his strong arms under your thighs, your legs wrapped around his waist.
You hugged him, as you sleepily nuzzled your face on his shoulder and slowly drifting off.
Both of you arrived at base, but the sight of you sleeping in Chamber’s embrace got the other agents worried. They asked if you were okay.
Chamber gave them a cheeky smile, “She has a stomach ache. No worries.”
(A/N) : i, too, would go fucking dumb over Vincent Fabron's huge dick.
masterlist.
#f6bron#valorant chamber#valorant chamber x reader#valorant chamber smut#valorant chamber x reader smut#valorant smut#chamber smut#vincent fabron#valorant x you#valorant chamber x y/n#chamber x reader#valorant imagines#chamber brainrot#i'm actually crying#valorant fanfiction#valorant x reader#valorant x reader smut
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delicate lilac.
pairing : badboy!iso x soft!gn!reader
notes : bad boy x sunshine trope, mutual-pining but both of them are unaware of it, potential friends to lovers, fluff fluff fluff >.<
The campus buzzed with energy as students hurriedly moved from one class to another. Among the sea of people, Li Zhao Yu, also known as Iso, stood out—an enigmatic figure with a formidable reputation that sent shivers through many.
Yet, beneath the intimidating facade, a softer side existed, one that only revealed itself in the presence of one person.
And that's you, Y/N L/N.
As the two of you and your friends strolled through the campus, Iso couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy bubbling within him as he watched you interact with your friends. Laughter filled the air, and Iso's eyes followed the movement of your lips as you spoke animatedly.
Your plump cherry lips, soft skin, and the way the sun highlighted your features. He longed for the day he could receive a similar treatment from you.
"Must be nice," he thought, unconsciously fiddling with the rings on his fingers.
"Iso?" you called, snapping him back to reality.
Stammering, caught off guard by your sudden attention, he replied, "Y-yeah?"
You let out a tiny giggle, a sound that made warmth creep up onto Iso's face. "What were you daydreamin' about?"
"Oh, nothing. I… I was just thinking about–" Iso fumbled over his words, nervousness taking over. Are you being for real, Iso?! This is not you!
Before he could realize it, you slipped a piece of candy into his rough and calloused hands—a stark contrast between your soft and delicate hands and his rugged ones.
"Huh?" he questioned, giving you a puzzled look.
"You said you wanted a strawberry-flavoured candy," you reminded him, a soft smile playing on your lips.
Iso could feel warmth engulfing his heart, not expecting you to remember the tiny details he mentioned during the casual conversation you guys had on your way to class.
"Don't tell anyone, but… I kinda stole it from Jett."
"Really… for me?" Iso asked, his eyebrows raised.
"Yeah! For you!" you replied, causing Iso to chuckle. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach.
"Thanks…"
"All right, lovebirds! Enough of that," Phoenix interjected from behind, placing his hands on both Iso's and your shoulders. "We gotta get movin'."
"We're not—"
"Whatever," Phoenix shrugged, cutting Iso off.
"See you at the cafeteria later." he said, winking at you before leaving. Iso sent a harsh glare to Phoenix, the audacity for him to wink at you.
He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Take care, Y/N. Text me after you're done with your classes, okay?"
Iso sighed internally, wishing he could be there for you 24/7.
You nodded shyly before joining the rest of your friends to head to class. "Mhm… you too."
Even though Iso is a notorious class-skipper, up to everyone's surprise, he has been showing up to lectures lately. It's all because he couldn't resist the charm of Y/N's pout.
The thought of being the cause of that disappointed expression wrecks his heart a bit. He would trade his soul if it means seeing that cute smile of yours, and to get complimented by you.
Iso caught up and walked alongside Phoenix, still holding the strawberry-flavored candy you gave him earlier. Phoenix shot him a knowing look. "If you're gonna play pretend, just give up."
"Huh?"
"Are you being for real, lad?" Phoenix nudged Iso's shoulder. "You never look so ‘down bad’ over a person." Iso sighed, finally getting the point.
"Is it too obvious?" Iso replied, popping the candy into his mouth effortlessly.
"Yeah, too obvious. ‘Saw how a love shape starts forming in your eyes as soon as Y/N appears in your sight." Phoenix teased, smirking.
Iso chuckled, the image of adorable you started playing in his mind. Not like you’ll ever leave it anyway.
"Come on, man. You can't blame me. Y/N is too cute to resist."
(A/N): THIS LOOKS RUSHED IM SORRY anyways im thinking of turning badboy!iso into a series but we'll see...
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#— rumi drabbles . . .#f6bron#li zhao yu#iso x reader#valorant iso x reader#valorant fanfiction#valorant imagines#valorant headcanons#iso x y/n
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for his eyes only. (18+)
pairing : iso x fem!reader
notes : no plot smut, established relationship, p in v, fluff fluff fluff >.<
Iso smirked as he admired two of the photobooth’s polaroids in his hand.
One for him to show off to his colleagues, and one for his eyes only.
The sensation was disorienting, as if reality itself had been folded and twisted, before finally snapping back into place. You and Iso found yourselves standing in a dimly lit storage room, the air heavy with the scent of dust and forgotten memories.
Your head spun with the abrupt transition, trying to make sense of the new surroundings. Iso’s concerned voice broke through the haze, his eyes scanning you for any signs of injury from the intense battle that had preceded your arrival.
“Y/N, you okay?” Iso’s tone was filled with genuine worry as he reached out to steady you, his touch grounding you in the unfamiliar space.
“Yeah, ‘s just a scratch…” you reassured him, mustering a weak smile to alleviate his concern.
“Alright, good,” Iso gave you a soft smile, “Let’s keep moving, ‘kay? We don’t want to linger here too long.” He suggested, his voice echoing in the stillness of the room.
With cautious steps, you pushed open the creaking door, expecting to find yourselves in the midst of chaos or an unknown landscape. Instead, what greeted you was beyond comprehension.
The storage room opened into a sprawling emporium, shelves lined with an array of peculiar trinkets. But what truly caught your attention was the sight of familiar faces plastered across the merchandise that adorned the walls. Looks like it’s a… Valorant merchandise store?
“Whoa… they’ve got merchandise… of us!” you exclaimed, disbelief colouring your voice as you took in the sight of life-sized cutouts and figurines bearing your likeness. More like, your omega counterpart’s likeness.
Iso followed your gaze, a bemused expression crossing his features as he processed the surreal scene before him. “Technically, it’s not us, bǎo bèi…”
You hurried towards the display, your eyes alight with excitement as you examined all the merch, which made a mischievous thought cross your mind.
“Look, Yuyu!” you called out, pointing to a pair of figurines that seemed to mirror the two of you. “It’s us! They even put us together, like a set!”
Iso couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight, the absurdity of the situation not lost on him. A nagging question lingered in his mind— Did the existence of these figurines imply a deeper connection between the two of you in this alternate reality?
And, does that mean the both of you fuck in this universe too?
“I’m gonna take these home,” you said, a playful glint in your eye.
“Isn’t that stealing? Even my grandma said—” Iso’s protest was met with a dismissive wave from you. “They literally stole the radianites from our earth. This won’t hurt their pockets.”
Iso conceded, you’re right, they stole from us first. Then, a peculiar contraption caught Iso’s eye.
“Hey, would you look at that,” he remarked, gesturing towards a vintage photo booth tucked away in the corner of the room.
Intrigued, you joined him, curiosity piqued by the big box-looking machine. Iso’s gaze lingered on the faded advertisement featuring your Omega counterparts, with adorable animal filters on their faces.
“I wanna try it.” you said, excitement gleaming in your eyes.
“Go ahead—” he encouraged, but before he could react, you seized his hand and pulled him into the photobooth with you.
You excitedly played with the features on the screen, while Iso stood beside you, watching with adoration in his eyes.
“Yuyu, you need to lean down abit, you’re too tall!”
He chuckled, adjusting his position to fit in the frame.
Sitting beside you, Iso burst into laughter when the bunny filter appeared on his face which made his eyes look round with a fuzzy nose and bunny ears.
“Look at you! So adorable ~” you teased, unable to control your laughter.
He sighed, playing along with your silly antics. Whatever you say, princess.
As the camera snapped away, capturing silly moments frozen in time, you and Iso shared playful banter, making funny faces and striking ridiculous poses. Laughter filled the booth as you lost yourselves in the moment, forgetting the chaos of the world outside.
After the last picture was taken, you eagerly retrieved the photo prints from the machine, anticipation bubbling in your chest.
You giggled at the sight of grumpy Iso in one of the photos, adorned with cat ears and bright pink cheeks.
“Is that too funny for you, hm?” Iso teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Before you could respond, he pulled you into a tight embrace, pinning you against the wall of the booth.
“Calm down, Yuyu!” you giggled, feeling his soft kisses trailing down on your exposed neck.
You gasped as Iso’s hand moved lower, moving your panties to the side, his index and middle fingers searching for your sweet spots.
“What if someone hears us—” you started, but Iso quickly cut you off with a reassuring whisper.
“The store’s closed, baby,” he murmured, pressing you closer to him. “No one’s gonna know.”
“So wet for me…” Iso smirked, his thumb sneakily rubbing your clit. You tried your best to hold out your moan but you couldn’t handle the pleasure, you threw your head against the wall of the limited space both of you were squeezed into.
You whimpered in response, unable to form coherent words as pleasure washed over you in waves.
“Y/N—” his voice filled with longing, his desire, evident in every touch and every kisses. “‘Need you so bad, bǎo bèi…”
Iso pumped his cock a few times before inserting his tip along your wet folds. He nuzzled his face on the crook of your neck, slowly sinking his teeth into your skin as he tried his best to muffle his moans.
“Oh, so good for me…”
“Yuyu, I—”
Iso leaned back, making eye contact with you. “Look at me, bǎo bèi,” he said, his left hand reaching for your right cheek. “Be a good girl for me, yeah?”
You nodded, while holding onto his neck as you let yourself succumb in pleasure.
Iso couldn’t remember the last time he felt this horny. The urge to fuck you dumb right there and then, and he thought he’s going insane. Well, he’s about to.
He began to thrust into you, gradually picking up to a rough and unforgiving pace he knows you usually like.
With your legs wrapped around his waist pulling him closer, he’s impossibly deep inside your fluttering walls. His big hands palming your ass, almost covering them completely while his grip doesn’t falter, strong arms never getting tired.
Wet slapping sound with each thrust filled the room, your fluttering lips hugging each inch of his dick.
“You’re taking me so good, bǎo bèi… Fuck.” He breathed like it’s a revelation beneath your ear.
You let out soft whimpers and moans, thrashing under him as he sped up his pace.
“Y-yuyu, m’ gonna cum…”
You say through watery eyes, your throat dry from the gasping and moaning you’ve elicited as Iso continued to fuck you.
He chuckled, “I know, darling, I can tell.”
Iso knows too well what he could do to you, Iso knows too well when he feels the sweet clench of your walls around his cock.
Before you could mutter another word, the photobooth’s flash went off.
Wait, what?
“Smile for the camera, sweetheart.”
Your attempt to hide your face away from the camera seemed to fail. Iso’s huge hand grabbed your face, keeping you on display in front of the photobooth camera.
His thrusts became rougher and deeper, which made you roll your eyes.
“Only for my eyes only, only for me…”
You didn’t hear his remarks, too lost in the way his tip touched your cervix to care.
(A/N): iso gets freaky… i want him to be the father of my children hehe
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#f6bron#li zhao yu#valorant iso x reader#valorant iso#valorant headcanons#valorant iso x you#valorant iso x y/n#valorant imagines#valorant fanfiction
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here’s some iso crumbs in my brain. i wanna write a one-shot for this but… my ideas are still all over the place… (x_x)
iso is probably the guy who gives the COMFIEST hugs ever ! likeeee have u seen him ? he’s just a huge teddy bear, your sweet huge teddy bear :]
and i was thinking of how he deals with an overworking!reader…
he knocked your office door, his head peeking inside as his eyes immediately caught your tensed figure working at your desk.
“hey babe, i think you’re done for today—”
“not yet…”
he sighed, not surprised with your stubborn behaviour. he immediately gathered all the documents scattered on your desk, ignoring the way your tired eyes glanced at him.
his thumbs reached for your puffy eyes, giving soft rubs as comfort.
“come on, it’s time for bed…” he said, as he picked you up and gave you a kiss on top of your head. you gave in to his warmth, drowsiness slowly taking control of your body.
“m’ tired…”
“i know, baby,” he took a pause to plant a soft kiss on your forehead, “and i’m proud of you.”
oh and… he would give you one of his hoodies / jackets for you to sleep in.
iso loves seeing you cuddled in his own clothes, his heart warmed up with the fact that you find comfort with his belongings.
the sight of you wearing his jacket (that looked too big on you) while chilling on his bed as you devoured the snacks he always have in his room, is something iso would kill for.
you’re just a little angel in his eyes, an angel he swore to protect.
#— rumi drabbles . . .#f6bron#it’s isover#valorant iso#li zhao yu#valorant iso x reader#valorant iso x you#valorant iso x y/n#gn reader#valorant headcanons#valorant imagines
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smitten.
pairing : iso x gn!reader
notes : established relationship, possessive!clingy!iso >.< , not proofread (fuck it we ball rahhhhh)
"I want you all for myself. If other guys look at you, I get worried that they might like you more than I do. But, oh well, no one can hold a candle to you beside me, babe."
In the confines of your office, the air seemed to hum with an unspoken tension. The day folded with you immersed in work, and Iso, seemingly with nothing better to do, hung around, his attention solely fixated on you. His usual demeanour had given way to an unexpected vulnerability, and his clinginess reached new heights.
“Baby, you need to let me go.” you gently insisted, trying to navigate through the sea of paperwork on your desk.
Iso responded with a low groan, nuzzling his face even further into the curve of your neck as he settled comfortably on your lap.
“No… want you close… with me.”
“But I’m working on something…” you reminded him, attempting to gently pry his arms away from you.
“Don’t care.” he declared.
His arms tightened around your waist, creating a cocoon that seemed to shield you both from the outside world. His broader figure dwarfed yours, enveloping you in a protective hold that was as comforting as it was possessive.
Today, Iso was surprisingly clingier than usual, and you couldn’t fathom the reason why. Unbeknownst to you, he had witnessed the subtle advances of Phoenix and Gekko, two fellow agents who seemed to be flirting with you. The sight somehow ignited a possessive streak within him. However, your ever blissful ignorance left you unwittingly at the center of Iso’s affectionate turmoil.
“You gotta stay with me, forever.” he whispered, his voice muffled as he punctuated each of his words with tender kisses on your exposed skin. The sentiment lingered in the air, a promise of enduring devotion that resonated beyond the confines of the office.
Flustered by his words, you attempted to reason with him. “Baby, what if someone comes in–”
“Don’t care.” Iso interrupted, his determination unwavering. In that moment, it was evident in that, in his eyes, there was no competition.
You are his and only his. And that was non-negotiable.
You sighed, conceding that today, you were losing the silent battle to free yourself from his embrace, as Iso’s neediness became more palpable. His actions spoke of a love that sought closeness, a love that refused to be hidden away.
“Y/N…? Are you cold? Your hands felt cold…” Iso inquired, a genuine concern etched across his features.
Meeting his gaze, you swear you just saw a love shape formed in his eyes, the depth of his neediness mirrored in his eyes.
“Y-yeah… a bit.”
Without his waiting for further discussion, Iso swiftly got rid of his jacket and put it on you.
“No, it’s fine! It’s not that cold–” you protested. However, Iso’s actions transcender mere temperature regulation. It was a symbolic gesture, a silent claim over you, as if to announce to the rest of the world that you belonged to him.
Well, at least to his fellow agents whom he ‘appreciates’ so much.
He shushed you gently, placing a finger on your plump lips, a silent signal that, in this moment, your opinion was secondary to his desires.
“You look good wearing my jacket like that. Don’t take it off, okay?” he murmured, his words carrying a possessive undertone that turned you into a flustered mess.
Attempting to hide your face within the collar of his jacket, you found your wrists held by Iso, preventing you from doing so. His chuckle was a blend of playfulness and genuine amusement, a melody that underscored the unique between you two.
“Y/N ~! Don’t hide that pretty face from me, I want to look at you.”
In the midst of your work, Iso’s unexpected clinginess became a silent proclamation of his feelings. His laughter, his protective yet possessive gestures, and the adoration in his eyes painted a vivid picture of a man deeply and unabashedly in love with you.
Later that day.
The headquarters’ kitchen, typically a bustling haven for the ever cooking-enthusiast Jett, but today was different. It was quiet, which provided a welcome escape from the hustle and bustle of the day. The soft hum of the refrigerator and the distant whirr of an espresso machine were the only sounds that filled the air as you entered to fetch some snacks.
Surprisingly, Phoenix was already there, and his eyes slightly widened with surprise as they landed on the oversized jacket covering almost your whole figure.
“Yo, Y/N, that jacket looks fire on ya! Stole it from Iso, eh?” Phoenix’s voice rang out, the unexpected echo shattering the usual quietness of the space. His mischievous grin added a playful edge to the comment, and you flinched, caught off guard by the sudden attention.
“Uh, I didn’t–”
“Hey, hey. How about you wear my jacket next time? I’ll even let you keep it—”
Before Phoenix could finish his sentence, a voice interrupted, cutting through the serene atmosphere of the kitchen. “Y/N?”
Turning toward the source, both you and Phoenix saw Iso’s towering figure leaned on the kitchen’s entrance frame with a warm smile.
A warm smile, which is only directed to you.
Iso couldn’t help but admired the sight of you dressed in his jacket, which looked too big on you. He should take pictures of you with his DSLR later, he thought. For his own keepsake, of course.
“What took you so long? I’ve chosen a movie to watch tonight, your all-time favourite.” Iso said, his eyes crinkling at the corners with a gentle teasing expression.
“But, I said you can choose whatever movie you want…” you said, trailing off as Iso approached.
As the two of you were about to leave the kitchen, Iso seemingly put his hand on the small of your back, a possessive yet gentle gesture.
Phoenix, however, made a grave mistake.
Phoenix looked up, meeting Iso’s intimidating eyes as he planted a soft kiss on top of your head while keeping his gaze on the fire boy. In that moment, he realised he had unintentionally crossed the line.
He fucked everything up.
The subtle shift in Iso’s demeanour, from playful to protective, sent a clear message.
Y/N was off-limits territory, and Phoenix had ventured too close to the edge.
Without uttering a single word, Iso led you out of the kitchen, leaving behind a confused Phoenix. As the kitchen door slid shut, the lingering tension in the room dissipated, leaving Phoenix to reflect the consequences of his own selfish actions.
masterlist.
#f6bron#it’s isover#li zhao yu#valorant iso x reader#valorant iso x you#valorant iso x y/n#iso headcanons#valorant fanfiction#valorant headcanons#valorant iso
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jealousy, jealousy.
pairing : chamber x gn!reader
notes : established relationship , insecure!reader ( poor baby... ) , fluff fluff fluff ofc >.<
As the discussions continued in the meeting room, Y/N's heart was heavy with a mixture of emotions. You tried your best to maintain your composure, but watching Chamber's playful and flirtatious interactions with the other agents was taking its toll on you. You knew it was all in good fun, just his way of charming his colleagues, but jealousy had a way of blinding reason.
You swallowed your pride, reminding yourself that this was just Chamber being himself, his usual playful self. Still, the sight of him., smiling and laughing with others, felt like a dagger in your heart. You anxiously tapped your right foot, your eyes never leaving his figure.
Only I deserve that kind of attention from him.
As Chamber's banter with other agents continued, you couldn't bear to watch any longer. Jealousy had taken hold of your rational mind, and you felt silly for letting it control your emotions. Abruptly, you stood and left the meeting room, ignoring the greetings and inquiring looks from the other agents.
Without you knowing, your exit didn't go unnoticed.
Chamber noticed the annoyance etched on your face but had no inkling that it was a consequence of his actions. He assumed it was just work-related stress or perhaps a bad day, but that didn’t stop him from being worried about you. He excused himself from the ongoing conversations, offering polite nods and greetings as he walked toward your office.
Without bothering to knock, he entered your office and found you seated at your desk with your back to him. You appeared engrossed in your work, though Chamber could sense the tension in the room.
"Mon amour?" he inquired gently, his voice laced with concern.
You hummed in acknowledgment but didn't spare him a glance. Chamber quietly closed the door behind him, never taking his eyes off you. He felt a palpable unease in the room, a stark contrast to your usual interactions.
The silence weighed heavily upon the two of you, Chamber fiddled with his gloved hands, his gaze sweeping around your office as he desperately searched for a way to bridge the gap between you and him. The tension was thick, and the need to break it hung in the air.
Taking a deep breath, he finally found the courage to speak. "Sooo, what are you working on, my love?" he asked, his voice gentle and inquisitive.
"Just work.”
Ah, he hadn't expected such a… blunt answer so he was taken aback.
"Ah, I-I see..."
As the silence stretched on, Chamber's discomfort grew. He was unused to this kind of interaction with you and the moody demeanour you were displaying. He couldn't help but wonder what he had done to warrant such treatment. Did he upset you? Or was it merely a bad day?
In an attempt to lighten the mood, he mustered a smile and tried to engage with you.
“Chérie, are you okay?" he asked with genuine concern, despite the feeling that your initial response was just a facade.
You nodded and forced a smile. "Yeah... it's just, work is stressing me out."
Chamber, however, wasn't entirely convinced. He could see through your words and the facade you were trying to maintain. He sighed softly, crossing his arms as he regarded you with a mixture of concern and affection.
"Y/N, my love, are you sure?"
You hesitated for a moment before responding, "Y-yeah...! I'm fine, Vin. Don't worry."
Chamber remained silent for a moment, observing you closely. He had seen through your lies, and your forced smile didn't escape his notice. Something was amiss, and he couldn't help but feel that you were trying to deny him access to whatever was troubling you.
He let out a soft sigh, knowing this was going to be a difficult conversation. You had so many fears and insecurities built up inside you, and he knew that it was his turn to be the rock that steadied the ship.
This is not the first time.
One time, you accidentally broke one of his prototype equipment and you were trying to hide it from him so you could fix it. Unfortunately, the bandages on your fingers gave it away though you tried your best to hide it from Chamber. And it cost him multiple cuddle sessions and kisses just to assure you that everything is okay.
“It’s only a prototype, mon ange, I can just buy a new one to replace it.”
“B-but–”
“Shh, my love, I’m not angry, I promise…” he said, tightening his embrace as he heard your muffled sniffles when you nuzzled on his chest, searching for comfort.
He uncrossed his arms and took a step closer, his concern deepening. "Y/N, you know you can talk to me. I'm here for you. Always."
You offered a nod and a more genuine smile this time. "I know, and I appreciate that, Vin. It's just a rough day, you know how it goes."
Chamber, however, didn't relent. He had always been adept at reading people, especially you. He stepped closer to you, his expression soft and caring. "Y/N, you can't fool me," he said gently. "I know something's bothering you, and I want to help. You don't have to face it alone."
He can’t stand watching you suffer in silence alone, knowing that he has the power to help you.
You sighed, your defenses slowly crumbling. "I just... It's not easy to talk about, Vin."
Chamber reached out and gently touched your soft cheeks, his calloused thumbs tracing a comforting pattern. "You don't have to tell me everything right now, but I'm here whenever you're ready."
Your eyes met his, and the vulnerability in your gaze was unmistakable. You had longed to share your unspeakable feelings with him, to let him into the depths of your heart. With a deep breath, you finally whispered, "I just got... jealous."
Chamber didn't react with surprise or judgement. Instead, he continued to hold her gaze, his touch warm and reassuring. "Jealous? Jealous of what, my love?"
Your voice quivered as you replied, "I was jealous of how you were with the other agents in the meeting.”
You took a pause, sighing, “ It's silly, I know… But I couldn't help it. I felt like I might lose you…"
Understanding washed over Chamber, and he pulled you into a tender embrace. "Oh, mon amour, you could never lose me. I'm yours, and you're mine. You mean the world to me, and nothing will change that."
You nestled into his embrace, your heart slowly finding solace in his words. "I just... I love you so much, Vin, and I couldn't bear the thought of losing what we have. I’m sorry…"
He shook his head, “Shh, no, my love. Don’t apologise, okay? This is my fault.”
Chamber held you close, gently stroking your hair as he whispered into your ear, "I love you too, mon ange. And I promise to be more mindful of your feelings. I don't want anything to come between us."
He showered you with soft kisses here and there, your soft cheeks in his warm palms.
“Tu comprends, mon amour, hm? (Understand, my love, hm?) You and I know that our love is strong enough to conquer anything.” he said, holding his soft gaze on yours.
You giggled and nodded, leaning into his soft touch. Chamber smiled, seeing you happy gave him a sense of comfort that no one could ever provide.
Except you.
The embrace both of you shared lingered, and the office was filled with the warmth of your rekindled connection. The walls that had separated the two of you were breaking down, and the honesty you shared with him was mending the fractures in your relationship.
Chamber pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, sealing his promise with a gesture of love and reassurance. "We'll face whatever challenges come our way, together. Je promets, chérie… je promets (I promise, love…I promise)."
With his support, you felt a renewed sense of hope. The reconciliation had begun, and the love was stronger than ever. Even though jealousy had pushed both of you apart, it was honesty and understanding that would bring you and him back together. In each other's arms, both of you knew you could overcome any obstacle that came in the way.
Chamber slightly pulled away, his arms still wrapped around your waist. He sighed, “I know I haven’t been taking care of you the way I should be…”
You tilted your head, confused by his statement. “W-what do you mean…? You’ve always been taking care of me—”
He put a finger on your pouting lips before you could say another word, “Shh, mon amour. What I’m trying to say is, I haven’t been spoiling you enough lately,”
Chamber smirked, as he caressed your soft lips with his fingertips. He gently scooped you up into his arms, carrying you as if you’re made of glass.
“and I’m going to show you how much I love you.”
(A/N): i want this french man… i want to do unspeakable stuff with this french man… i love this french man… with my whole heart…
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#f6bron#valorant chamber#vincent fabron#valorant chamber x reader#valorant imagines#valorant fanfiction#chamber x y/n#chamber x you#valorant headcanons
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havent updated for like a month because i was too busy with uni ._. anyways, here’s some chamber and iso x soft!reader brainrot crumbs
chamber
chamber is the epitome of sweetheart, spoiling you rotten with his love and money. bouquet of flowers, cute lingeries, fancy dinners, you name it. just say the word, and chamber will make sure it will get delivered right to your doorstep.
you once scolded him for spending too much money on you, but chamber pretended he did not to listen.
“vincent, you don’t have to buy everything i set my eyes on…”
“my money is your money too, chérie.” he insisted, while kissing that cute little pout of yours away.
oh, and you get to decorate his headhunter and tour de force with stickers ! the sanrio stickers a harsh contrast of his smug and posh personality, but he didn’t pay any mind. it’s an adorable reminder for him of his beloved y/n whenever he’s deployed for a mission / away from home :3 (he even bragged about the stickers plastered on his sniper rifle and deagle to everyone at valorant, saying “my partner is such a talented designer! incroyable!”)
he would never ever let you lift a finger when it comes to housework, the maids will get the job done. all you have to do is hang out in your mini library he specially built for you, or sit on his lap whilst he’s working on with his gun prototypes in his home office.
iso
i swear to god this man LOVES taking care of you. he knows how sensitive you are and even the smallest thing could make you emotional. iso will never ever raise his voice to you, he always makes sure he speaks with a soft tone when he’s with you or around you.
he often calls you by your affectionate nicknames ! like angel, baby, bunny, sunshine (his most favourite ones) :3 he loves the way your face instantly heats up when you hear those pet names from him, forming butterflies in your tummy.
there was a momentary slip where he called you by your first name, and all hell broke loose. iso regretted it so much. the aftermath? he had to give you lots and lots of cuddles, kisses and pamper you with your favourite food to seek forgiveness from you for days.
“i’m sorry, sweetheart… you’re my one and only baby angel. do you trust me, hm?”
“mhmm…”
“that’s my baby.”
iso truly loves playing with your hair <3 the way his rough fingers glide along through your soft hair strands, the way you purr under his touch like a little kitten… iso’s lil’ kitten :3 he would help you dress up every morning, ensuring his baby all dolled up and be pretty for him. he wouldn’t want to see you get so grumpy because your hair decided to not cooperate with you :( (or else that will costs him a million of hugs and kisses to give)
#f6bron#— rumi drabbles . . .#this is so self-indulgent#it’s isover#valorant chamber x reader#valorant iso x reader#vincent fabron#li zhao yu#valorant headcanons#valorant fanfiction#valorant imagines
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i’ve been thinking of mob!chamber x housewife!reader x mob!deadeye and my brain is ROTTING ! RAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
note : chamber and deadeye are twins in this ^^
Housewife!reader spends most of their time sheltered imprisoned at the heavily-guarded Fabron mansion, a rather peaceful piece of land far away from the city chaos.
The Fabron twins never justified what kind of business they own to you, not like you mind it too much anyway.
The twins don’t like the idea of you wandering around without them (they don’t even trust your personal bodyguards). So, it is better for you to stay at home and be a good little dove for them while they’re away for a ‘business trip’, yes?
Despite the house chefs hired by the Fabron twins, housewife!reader still insists to personally cook meals for the twins before they return home. Although the twins emphasized that cooking is not your responsibility, they still enjoy indulging the dishes made by their sweet dove :3
“We absolutely love your cooking, mon amour, but you don’t have to do it—“
You kissed Deadeye on the lips to shut him up, “Hmm, I know… Just wanna take care of you both ~”
URGHHH I JUST CAN’T ! The Fabron twins would spoil you ROTTEN !
Every time the twins return home, they bring gifts for you, usually comprising of jewelry, clothes, plushies and books that remind them of you and think you might like <3
And yes, they may be war criminals but nothing can stop them from carrying a 59’ inch tall Snorlax plushie around if it means putting that sweet smile on your face !!!
They often turn it into a competition, to see who could elicit the biggest smile and the loudest squeal from you with the gifts they bring.
Not to forget, each time they enter their office after a lengthy trip or a long day, they would discover adorable love notes plastered around their desks, scribbled with your messy yet cute handwritings and drawings <3
“miss u both so much :(”
“je t’aime <3 (with a tiny drawing of two kittens, presenting Chamber and Deadeye)”
They always think it is their duty to protect you, even if it means putting their own lives at stake.
#f6bron#— rumi drabbles . . .#valorant chamber#valorant chamber x reader#vincent fabron#valorant deadeye#valorant deadeye x reader#valorant fanfiction#valorant imagines#valorant headcanons#chamber x reader#chamber x you#chamber x y/n
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comfort.
pairing : chamber x gn!reader
notes : fluff fluff fluff >.< , chamber having a cuddle sesh with his tired lover , established relationship
“Vin…” you called his name, in a groggy manner.
"Mon ange, are you alright?" Vincent asked, his tone filled with concern as he notices your tired eyes.
"You seem quite sleepy... Shall we call it a night?" he suggested, pulling your closer. "I'll hold you until you drift into sleep in my arms."
"M' tired..."
"Hush, mon amour..."
"Have I ever told you how much I adore you?" He whispered, gently brushing your hair from your face. "How I dream of spending a lifetime with you…" He paused, leaning in to kiss you softly on the lips.
"With you…"
"You know, there's something I've wanted to say for a long time," Vincent whispered, gazing deeply into your eyes. "After everything we've been through, the ups and downs, the joys and sorrows… I just want to express..."
"I love you," he finished, planting a soft kiss on your nose. "I can't imagine a life without you. You're the reason I find meaning."
"I love you too, Vin…"
Vincent held you closer, his arms wrapped securely around you. "Thank you, my love… thank you… for loving me," he sighed, his voice filled with adoration.
He gazed at you, his affection and devotion shining in his eyes. "I know we've faced challenges, but I can't imagine life without you."
"You're my guiding light, my everything." he continued, placing another tender kiss on you.
He smiled as he buried his head in the curve of your neck, savoring the scent of your soft skin. "I'll always be here to protect you," he whispered.
"And I will forever be yours."
(A/N): if there’s a person vincent would be a total softie with, it’s you.
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#— rumi drabbles . . .#when the chamber brainrot actually rots my brain#f6bron#valorant chamber x reader#vincent fabron#valorant headcanons#chamber x reader#valorant imagines#chamber x y/n#chamber x you#valorant chamber x y/n#valorant fanfiction#chamber headcanons#valorant x reader
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stressed out. (18+)
pairing : chamber x gn!reader
notes : established relationship, sub!chamber, m receiving, pet names for chamber (good boy, princess), anal fingering, a bit of fluff at the end
“Who’s my good princess, hm?” you whispered to his ear, your fingers continuously playing with his hard nipples.
“M-me… I’m your… good princess…”
You quietly entered Chamber’s office, the soft click of the door closing behind you barely registering in the atmosphere of intense concentration.
“Hey, mind if I hang out here? I’m bored as hell.”
He hummed in response, “Oh, mon amour. Sure.”
Your beloved boyfriend was hunched over his cluttered desk, lost in the world of his recent weaponry project, a maze of papers filled with numerous designs, weapon prototype diagrams and scribbled notes. He ran a hand through his tousled hair in frustration, dressed in white formal shirt in a dishevelled manner with his sleeves rolled up.
You sighed, “You gotta relax a bit, Vin…”.
He turned around briefly, giving you a tired smile.
“Mon ange, you know I’m not going to give up now–”
“Didn’t say you have to give up.” you replied, immediately cutting him off. You walked up to him with your arms crossed, keeping your eyes on him. “You just have to take a break.”
You sighed, knowing how stubborn Chamber could be when he’s immersed in his work. You decided to try a different approach. As you walked behind his chair, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. Chamber didn’t budge, but he appreciated the affection you gave him.
“Sweetheart…” he said, his soft voice filled with exhaustion and gratitude.
“Come on, relax…” you whispered to his ear, your warm breath tickling his neck. “I’m here now, with you…”
Chamber leaned back into your touch, his eyes closing briefly. A subtle shiver ran down his spine as he felt you plant gentle kisses on the nape of his neck, He sighed deeply, his resistance slowly melting away.
It was rare for him to let his guard down like this, but your presence will always have a calming effect on him. You continued leaving a trail of soft kisses on the nape of his neck, slowly reaching his ears to nibble on them.
“A-ah…! Slow down, chérie…”
“Shh… Let me take care of you…” you murmured on his skin, affectionately nibbling his earlobe. He whimpered, his shaking hands clinging onto his desk. He could feel warmth slowly coming all over his body.
Your hands started to roam all over his front, as your lips continued to leave soft kisses on his exposed skin.
Chamber tried to keep your hands from going further, but his grip weakened as soon as he felt your teeth sinked into that sweet spot on his neck. A chuckle could be heard from you as he moaned your name, tilting his head as if asking for more from you.
“Your voice is so cute, baby… I wanna hear more…”
“Y/N, no, I have work— A-ah~!”
He tried to resist, but failed. The way you nibbled on the newly-formed hickey on his skin, and the way your warm breath trickled around his neck. It was too much for him.
Taking advantage of his weakened state, your hand started reaching for his crotch, palming the obvious growing bulge in his pants.
Chamber craned his neck as he looked up to you, his pleading eyes, filled with tears begging for mercy.
“Oh, baby… I just wanna make you feel good…” you whispered with a smirk on your face, while slowly unzipping his Louis Vuitton slacks. As if he understood your silent movements, he stood up from his seat, with his hands clinging onto his desk to support his weakened-self.
Your hand wandered through his underwear, searching for your grand prize. Chamber whimpered, your soft touches made him more needy.
It made him crave for more.
He slowly grinded his ass on your hips, trying to mend to his growing lust. You chuckled at his actions, not surprised that you have such power to bring the French man to his knees.
“Somebody’s eager…”
He inhaled sharply, squirming as he felt your fingers stroking his hard dick.
Chamber turned around and lunged forward to you for a kiss, stealing your breath away.
He pulled away, keeping his needy eyes on you. “I need you… Y/N…”
“Then, be a good boy for me.”
Chamber couldn’t stop moaning your name, the sounds of your fingers going inside out his gaping hole filled the room. He was sprawled out on his office couch, with his dick twitching, dripping pre-cum all over his tummy.
“Ngh… a-ah ~”
He wanted to cum so bad. Before he could stroke himself, your hand caught his.
“Nuh-uh, baby…” Chamber looked up at you with puppy dog eyes, silently pleading for mercy to you.
“P-please… I feel like… c-cum— A-ah!”
It’s unusual to see a rather well-dressed yet smuggy man like Chamber to look so… submissive and… breedable.
You leaned towards him, planting a soft kiss on his forehead as you caressed his tousled hair.
“All you have to do is relax and stay pretty for me, okay?” you whispered, which made Chamber more flustered in the process. You didn’t receive a response from him, as he tried to muffle his moans caused by your digits touching his soft walls
You took his hands away, wanting to hear that sweet yet pornographic voice of his.
“Let it all out, baby, let everyone know who you belong to.”
He let out grunts and whimpers as you hit a sweet spot in his anus, with his walls clenching around your fingers.
Ropes of cum spurted on Chamber’s tummy and chest, his face turning red in embarrassment.
You cooed at him, chuckling at his adorable dazed face. “Aw, look at you. Being such a good princess for me…”
Chamber arched his back when he felt your hands started to jerk him off again, whining with his head thrown back.
He had lost himself at this point. All in his brain was just Y/N, Y/N, Y/N. All he wanted to do was to make you proud, to receive praises from you.
And to be Y/N’s good princess.
“Nngh… Cum… Can I cum… Pwease— A-ah!”
The pleasure he felt, it felt so good it drove him crazy… and dumb. The way you took care of his needs, your enchanting kisses and your soft touches he always enjoyed…
Chamber felt loved. By you.
“Wanna cum, baby? Hm?”
He nodded in a pathetic way, not taking his puppy dog eyes away from you. He continued to let out cute little gasps. You couldn’t help but wanting to grant his wishes, too enamoured with his adorable pleading eyes. He’s too pretty for his own good sometimes.
No, most of the time.
All he could do was babble mindlessly and repeat the word “Cum” all over and over, unable to mumble coherent words with your hands pumping his dick and touching his abused hole.
Every whimper and whine he let out just let you know how absolutely needy he is.
“Tell me who’s my good boy. Tell me… who’s my good princess.”
Chamber bit his own lips, the pleasure was too much for him. He wrapped his arms around you, his nails digging your clothed back.
“Mffggh….”
“Use your words, baby…” He softly moaned as your warm breath tickled his neck covered with hickeys.
“M-me… I’m your… good princess…”
Chamber let out a choked gasp, tears welled up in his eyes when you started to stroke his dick faster. Your fingers specifically hit the sweet spot you found earlier in his anus, putting more pressure to set him on the edge. His spreaded legs quivering from the pleasure you were giving him.
After a moment, he let out a loud moan as he hit another orgasm, throwing his head back. Ropes of cum shoot out of his dick, which made the mess on his tummy and chest worse. He tightened his embrace around you, overstimulation flowing through his body.
You leaned onto him, quickly engulfing him in your arms as you noticed his teary-eyed face. He nuzzled his face on the crook of your neck, your warmth was all he needed at the moment.
“Oh, my sweet angel… I’m so proud of you. You did so good for me.” you said, your caresses on his hair and your soft kisses on his tears-covered cheeks providing his much needed comfort.
Chamber’s heart softened from the praises you gave him, butterflies forming in his stomach.
He made you proud, he proved himself that he’s indeed, your good princess.
As you tried to pull away from his embrace, he prevented you from doing so.
“Don’t go…” he said, nuzzling his face further onto you.
You planted a soft kiss on his forehead. You couldn’t help but chuckle at his clinginess. “I’m not going anywhere, I need to clean you up. Give me 10 seconds, okay?”
Chamber pouted, but loosened his arms around you anyway.
You smirked, resisting the urge to kiss his pouting lips. “Oh, come on… Don’t pout at me. Or no more cuddles for you.”
He widened his eyes from your threat, which earned a laugh from you.
A knock could be heard from Chamber’s office.
“Yeah, come in.”
That voice doesn’t sound like Chamber’s, Brimstone and Viper thought. Both of them glanced at each other in confusion, but decided to enter the office anyway.
“Oh, it’s you guys. What’s the matter?” you greeted them with a small smile, while collecting cluttered documents on Chamber’s desk.
The sight of Chamber peacefully sleeping on the couch with a blanket draped over him surprised the two Valorant commanders. Brimstone cleared his throat, as an attempt to break the awkward silence. “Well, uh… We want to discuss the gun modifications—”
“You can ask him tomorrow.”
Brimstone raised his eyebrows, surprised with your immediate cut off to the conversation.
“We need the documents—”
“Tomorrow. Chamber is done for today.” you said with stern voice, as you glanced at his sleeping form on the couch.
Can you guys leave him alone for once, you thought.
Viper placed a hand on Brim’s shoulder, giving him a hint to leave the both of you for now. They left the office, oblivious to the smell of sex surrounding the room.
You walked up to Chamber, then kneeled beside him. You planted soft kisses on his eyelids, your eyes filled with adoration as you took in his beautiful face.
“I’m not done with you yet, my sweet Vincent. Tonight will be fun.”
(A/N): look at my in the eye and tell me chamber is a princess. yeah? CHAMBER IS A PRINCESS ! YEAH !!!
masterlist.
#f6bron#valorant chamber#valorant chamber x reader#vincent fabron#chamber x reader#valorant smut#valorant x reader smut#valorant fanfiction#valorant imagines#chamber x y/n#chamber x you#chamber brainrot
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french kisses. (18+)
pairing : chamber x gn!reader
note : suggestive / nsfw-ish, kinda ooc, established relationship, teasing, lots of kisses (literally)
It’s currently 10 in the morning, you are currently sitting at the dining table, as Chamber prepares for breakfast.
He gently placed a plate of fruit, salad, bacon, eggs, and toast in front of you.
“Enjoy your breakfast, mon amour.” he said. He poured them each a cup of honey tea as he sat across from you, with a huge grin on his face.
“Mhm ~! This is so good ~!”.
He chuckles, “Glad to hear that, love.”
After a few moments, he picked up a fork with sliced fruit in front of your lips.
“Say aaah.”
“Aaah…”
He softly smiled, eyes filled with adoration. “That’s my baby..”
He was trying his best to keep a straight, composed expression. His eyes were almost glued to your lips. He was loving this.
“Hm, you like that, love?”
You nod excitedly, “I like it ~!”
He picked up the last piece of sliced fruit and held it out for you. He couldn’t help but smile and chuckle silently. You were just being so… adorable.
“Thank you, Vincent ~ For taking care of me ~”
He smirked. “It is my responsibility to take care of you, amour. You’re mine, and only mine.”
You giggled. “Yeah ~ I’m yours, I’m Vincent’s beloved sweetheart ~”
His breath hitches, for you to say those words with such a lovely voice, he would love to hear that again and again.
He caressed your cheeks with pure care, as if you were a porcelain doll.
“How can you be so… irresistible…”
You giggled, leaning into his soft touch.
“Look at me, love. Tell me you’re mine.” he said with a low, husky voice.
“I’m yours…”
“Say it louder. Show me how much you truly belong to me.”
You blushed, “I’m… yours, Vincent…! I’m yours…”
He smirked, “That’s my baby.”
Then, he kissed your lips, passionately with a hint of… lust.
He gently strokes your hair, loving every moment of this.
“I need you, darling…”
Both of you are running out of breath, but it didn’t stop him to continue devouring your mouth with pleasure.
He broke the kiss, as he continued to look into your eyes adoringly.
“Vincent… I…”
“What is it, mon amour?”
“Want more…”
He smirked. “Hm? Say it louder, amour. I didn’t hear you ~”.
You looked at him with love-dazed eyes.
“I want more kisses, Vincent… I want kisses…”
He chuckled, satisfied with your answer. He leaned in and gently planted a gentle kiss on your lips.
“Oh, darling… you don’t even know what a dream you are, do you? Let’s see if you can handle all the kisses.”
He kissed you again. His body was so close to yours, he could nearly feel the desire radiating off you.
You let out a soft moan, which brought more desire in him.
“Oh, mon amour…”
His tone was filled with lust and a touch of possessiveness. His hand gently moved up and down your back, as he indulged in your sweet scent. His hands lightly squeezed your waist.
“You’ll get all the rewards you could ever want… as long as you behave and remain good for me, yes?”
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#— rumi drabbles . . .#what happened to breakfast man#f6bron#chamber brainrot#valorant chamber#valorant chamber x reader#valorant fanfiction#valorant imagines#valorant hcs#chamber x reader#vincent fabron#chamber headcanons#valorant x y/n#valorant x you
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i’m a SUCKER when it comes to sunshine x grumpy trope so !!! this is what i got from my chamber brainrot hehe >:)
You would never, EVER smile to other agents until the sight of Chamber entering the room with a wide smile on his face, greeting you with his sweet words.
“Oh, mon amour! I missed you!” he said, as he excitedly walked to you with open arms.
The sight of the both of you being lovey-dovey doesn’t surprise others—
But the sight of you smiling does. All while Chamber was smothering your face with his kisses, as if the action didn’t annoy you at all.
On that day, everyone in the Valorant Protocol found out that you ONLY have a soft spot for the French man, a privilege that no one will ever obtain from you.
Oh, and not to forget when Phoenix received a glare from you (without Chamber’s knowledge) as the proud-as-ever duelist couldn’t stop nagging your beloved to build a custom gun for him.
“Uhh you know what, fam? I think I changed my mind!”
Chamber tilted his head, confused as to why Phoenix quickly walked away as if he had just seen a demon.
“Did I offend him…?”
“No, not at all, my love.”
#— rumi rambles . . .#oh the chamber brainrot is… CRAZY !#crazy? i was crazy once#f6bron#valorant chamber x reader#vincent fabron#chamber x reader#chamber headcanons#valorant headcanons
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wonderstruck.
pairing : chamber x gn!reader
note : festival date with chamber, fluff, established relationship, sunshine x grumpy trope
Home at last, in the heart of Paris, you and Chamber finally savour a well-earned month-off after countless demanding missions at Valorant Protocol.
“Darling ~” Chamber called, as he waltzed into the living room.
You were chilling on the couch, scrolling mindlessly on the phone.
“Yes, Vin-” then suddenly a phone is shoved in front of your face, showing an advertisement for a festival that is going to be held in town next weekend.
Then, you glanced at Chamber’s face, silently asking for more explanation from him.
“Can we go?” he asked.
“I thought you wanted to stay at home for the weekend? You were complaining how worn out you are from our last mission.”
He whined, “Oh, I’ve changed my mind, Y/N. Can we go? Please?”
You glared at him, he does this all the time. He would beg on his knees just so you could say yes to him. And I tell you, it works. It always works.
He continued staring at your eyes, waiting for your response.
You didn’t feel like going out at all, but it doesn’t hurt to go on a date with him. Both of you had been working hard for the last months at Valorant, maybe I can finally have some fun with Vincent, you thought.
You glanced at him again, now he’s giving you the ultimate final solution for you to give in. His puppy eyes, sprinkled with those pouty lips of his.
“Okay.” “Okay?”
You nodded, much to the French man’s disbelief. He immediately jumped to you for a big hug.
He showered your face with kisses, while mouthing thank yous in between each of them.
Chamber can’t wait to bring all of those enchanting moments to life, like the ones he had seen in coming-of-age romance movies.
Of course, he had gone on multiple dates before. Well, most were fancy, luxurious dates where you go to a 5-Michelin star restaurant, dressed in formal outfits custom-made from the finest fabrics.
Both of you have done that too, usually on special occasions such as celebrating your anniversary or birthday celebration. You’ve always wanted to keep things simple, but Chamber insisted as he believes he should give you nothing but the best.
But, it would be such a lie if he doesn’t want to experience the former with you. Holding hands while sharing a cotton candy, playing games as you both root for each other, giving you a passionate kiss while both of you are on a Ferris Wheel—
“Vincent?”
Your voice woke him up from his daydreams, little did he know you had been staring at him blushing like an idiot while spacing out over god knows what.
“Yes?”
You softly chuckled, as you caressed his blushed cheeks.
He pouted, “Is there anything on my face, chérie?”
“No, no at all.”
Chamber was happy. His dream came true.
He finally got to do those moments he had always yearned for, with the love of his life. You.
As both of you wandered around the festival, hand in hand, something caught Chamber’s attention. A claw machine, filled with cute plushies. He stopped in his tracks, wanting to give it a try. You followed him, watching him excitedly dragged you to the claw machine.
After multiple tries, he’s still empty-handed. He tried his best though.
He pouted, unable to take off his sad eyes from the fluffy bunny plushie he truly wanted even after multiple tries. You glanced at his sulking figure, so you decided to give it a try too.
For his sake.
As you manoeuvre the claw machine’s joystick, positioning the claw above your target, you press the button to release the claw.
Without your knowledge, Chamber was staring at you as you kept your focus on the claw machine.
“Y/N is so cool ~” He thought, warmth slowly creeping on his cheeks.
“I got it !”
Your voice cuts his thought off, Chamber’s face lightened up when you got him the plushie he was aiming for at your first attempt. He hugs you from behind, letting out a squeal to finally getting his prize.
You may not show it, but you would sacrifice everything just for that smile. That adorable smile of his.
Fuck, how does a deadly weapons designer be this cute?
“Here…Happy now?” You tried to act tough and composed, while keeping your blush at bay.
He’s so cute, but you can’t be a flustered mess in front of him.
Or else he won’t stop boasting around how he finally made you blush over him.
He took the bunny plushie, his eyes shining with happiness. Bunnies are cute, and they remind him of you. His little bunny.
Actually, every cute thing reminds him of you, of course.
“Merci, chérie ~” Chamber pulled you into his arms and smothered your face with soft kisses, ignoring all the weird looks both of you received from strangers around you.
“Vincent..!”
You’re not much when it comes to PDA, but Chamber is a big fan of it. He loves showing you off, he loves telling people you’re his.
He chuckled, “I know how much you love getting kisses from me ~”
You rolled your eyes, trying your best to ignore his beautiful brown eyes. It is true after all, you love getting kisses from him. You can’t deny it.
Through the night, you and Chamber found yourselves in a Ferris wheel. As you reached the very top of the wheel, the gondola swayed gently, and a hush settled between them. With hands entwined and hearts full, both of you enjoyed the view of the city’s shimmering lights.
“So beautiful…” You sighed, your head rested on Chamber’s left shoulder.
“Hm…?”
“The view… It’s beautiful…”
“Oh.” he chuckled, before talking again. “Do you want to know what’s more beautiful?”
Ah, not again. He would ask you this every time you complimented something. It’s just him trying to make a statement that nothing could compete with your beauty, inside and out. It’s true, you’re the most enchanting person in the universe.
No, you are his universe.
You groaned, “Vin, don’t say it.”
He laughed. “It’s you, mon amour.” he said with a soft voice, while looking into your eyes adoringly. His right hand reached for your plump cheek, eager to feel your soft skin on his.
“Hmph…” You blushed, all you could do was look at him. You never knew how to respond to his compliments. It’s not that you don’t like it, you’re just not used to it. Getting complimented is not an everyday occurrence for you, even though you used to seek some from others, but you gave up.
It was until Chamber came to your life.
He would shower you with praises over the simplest things. There’s this one time where you finally successfully flipped a pancake without throwing it off the pan, and he was ecstatic— more than you did — He had seen how many failures you had gone through just so you could do a perfect pancake flip, and that fact alone made him fall in love with you even harder.
“Darling, you gotta teach me how to do that someday!" he said, while engulfing you in his embrace from your behind.
You sighed, “Why would I teach you… You did it better than me…”
He shook his head, “But not as cool as you, non?”
Then, you suddenly felt a kiss on your cheek, waking you up from your thoughts.
He chuckled, “What were you thinking, love?”
You looked away, “None of your business…”
“Oh, mon amour . Everything about you is indeed my business, you know?”
You sighed. You knew better than to argue further with him, you’d lose anyway.
When you tried to think of a better response, all you could think of was him. His beautiful face, his calloused hands, his soft kisses—
You tried to shake off those thoughts away from your head, but you felt betrayed when you could feel your face becoming warmer.
“Oh, sweetheart ~ What’s with the sudden blush? Were you thinking of me, hm?” he said, while lightly pinching your soft, plump cheeks.
“N-no…! It’s just… I kinda feel warm here…That’s all…!”
He tilted his head, grinning “I know that’s not true, chérie.”
He planted a kiss on your cheek, which worsened the blush on your face. Chamber knew you’re not the type to express your true emotions through words very well, but he could read through you like you’re an open book. He would observe every miniscule aspect of you, no matter how small and unnecessary it is.
“Hmph…”
You nuzzled your face onto his chest with your arms wrapped around his waist, as a way to hide your flustered self from him. The action made Chamber laugh, you could feel the vibration coming from his chest. He engulfed you in his arms, while gently rubbing your back as comfort.
For a moment, both of you remained in that position, savouring the comforting embrace of each other’s warmth.
“Je t’aime Y/N, plus que tout. (I love you, Y/N, more than anything.)” He mumbled, his voice rough and low.
You lifted your head, your gaze met his. He smiled softly, as he planted small kisses on each of your eyelids.
“J-je… je t’aime aussi, Vincent… (I love you too, Vincent…)” You stuttered along your words, with improper pronunciation. Chamber’s eyes widened, with a big smile on his face as he heard you talk in his mother tongue.
“Chérie, you’re so good ! Why don’t you ever tell me you’re learning French, hm? I would love to teach you everything.”
He can’t hold himself anymore, you're just being too adorable for him. The way your soft, cherry lips fumbled along the French words— Oh, he would listen to you speak in French all day and he wouldn’t get tired of it.
Out of the blue, he pulled you into a kiss.
At first, you were taken aback, your lips still tingling from the unexpected contact. But as the kiss deepened, you felt a rush of emotions flood over you. The warmth of Chamber’s lips on yours created a moment that was both exhilarating and intimate.
He chuckled, after pulling away. “See? I know how much you love getting kisses from me.”
You scoffed, “Shut up… Let me kiss you again…”
He hummed, “At your service, mon amour ~”
He leaned into you, his lips reaching for yours, with hope to connect them once again. As the Ferris wheel lowered both of you to the ground, both of you seemed to lose touch with the outside world, with attention solely focused on the sensations you were sharing.
(A/N) : i wrote this while listening to enchanted by taylor swift ^_^
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his knight in shining armour.
pairing : chamber x gn!reader
notes : fluff, established relationship, ballerino!chamber, sunshine x grumpy trope, no plot (?) i just write whatever's in my head, not proofread (fuck it we ball rahhhhh)
Sidewalk cafes hum with conversation, where both locals and newcomers soak up the day. The city’s magic fills the air, creating unforgettable moments for all to enjoy. The sun cast a warm, golden glow across the street of Paris as you made your way to Chamber’s apartment.
The familiarity of the route was comforting as you walked, thoughts of seeing him today brought a smile to your face. Over time, you had become a regular visitor, and the apartment keys you carried were the evidence of the special bond you and Chamber shared.
The door unlocked with a soft click, the scent of familiarity enveloped your sense as you stepped into his cozy apartment. You announced your presence by calling his name.
“Vincent ~”
But you didn’t receive any response, and you paid no mind either.
You knew Chamber well enough when it comes to his artistic side, and how passionate he is. With a soft smile, you ventured deeper into his abode, your steps coincidentally harmonized with the distant notes of a beautiful melody coming from his studio.
As you opened the door to his studio slowly, a breathtaking sight unfolded before your own eyes, which made your heart skip a beat. Your lover, Chamber, cladded in soft ballet attire, moved with ethereal grace. He was lost in his dance, his movements flowing as if he were an extension of the soft melody that surrounded him.
For a moment, you allowed yourself to be a silent observer, appreciating the beauty in front of your eyes. His beautiful self.
But your presence was soon caught by the reflection in the mirror, his eyes meeting yours. Surprised flickered across his features, a brief pause in his movements before he gracefully regained his composure.
“Y/N?”
“Hey.”
Chamber immediately ran to you with open arms, ignoring his dance session entirely. He nuzzled his face on your shoulder, inhaling your sweet scent, the scent he had been longing for.
“Mon amour, why didn’t you tell me you’re in Paris-”
“Because it was supposed to be a surprise, Vincent.”
His face lightened up, with a soft smile sent on your way which melted your heart. He, then, peppered your face with small kisses as if his life depended on it. And, yes, Not giving you kisses does kill him.
Not having you by his side kills him the most.
“I thought you were busy…?” He mumbled the question between his kisses, his arms still wrapped around your waist. His eyes filled with genuine curiosity.
A soft chuckle escaped from your lips as you caressed his right cheek.
“Pftt, I can’t spend so much time buried in work. ‘Missed seeing your pretty face.”
Chamber’s calloused hands cupped your cheeks, his touch as comforting as the soothing melody playing in the background. “Oh, mon amour… you didn’t have to do that…”
You playfully rolled your eyes, hint of amusement in your eyes.
“I did it because I wanted to, okay? Don’t worry your pretty little head about it.”
Both of you stayed in each other’s embrace for a moment, before you broke the silence. With a gentle smile, you held up a white box filled with his favourite pastries.
“Anyways, I brought you your favourites.”
He raised his eyebrows, “You…”
“You told me you were craving these last night,” you confessed. “So… I decided to give the bakery a visit. You know, the one you frequently go to.”
You remembered.
Blush painted on Chamber’s cheeks, his gratitude on your sweet gesture evident in his eyes. “Oh, darling. Do you love me so much that you’re willing to go out of your way to tend to my cravings?” he teased, with a hint of a mischievous tone
“Shut up… I just thought I needed a snack too, that’s all.” You looked away, awkwardly scratching your nape, trying to shift your focus on making your flustered self disappear.
What a liar. You did not need a snack at all.
He’s right, you did go out of your way to buy the pastries. All because he was whining on the phone that none of the bakeries were open at 1AM last night. Oh my days, you thought. This man did not just wake you up with 14 missed calls and 3 voicemails for this.
I mean, yeah, he actually did. You’re not surprised at all.
Which reminded you this one time where he called you, bursting your eardrums while he screamed for help.
“Mon dieu! (My god!) Y/N! You need to get here ASAP- Ah!!! Merde—” Then the call ended abruptly. Of course, you rushed to his office, afraid that he might have injured himself while tinkering with his guns.
Until it’s not.
You stood at the office door, glaring at the French man fighting for his life over… a flying cockroach.
“Y/N! Aide-moi! (Help me!)”
Long story short, you successfully removed the cockroach, with Chamber glued behind your back as if you were his shield.
Though, he did tell you were his knight in shining armour, coming in to save his life.
“And that makes me the princess, Y/N. Your princess.” He said, with a wide grin on his face.
You groaned, “Godspeed, Vincent…”
Both of you were seated on the studio floor, enjoying the sweetness of the perfectly baked pastries you brought and the peacefulness of your shared moment with Chamber. As the last crumb disappeared, he leaned on his hand with his soft gaze on you.
“So, tell me, how’s your day, chérie?”
A sigh escaped from you as you recalled your day, “Not much… I was cooped up with paperworks sent by Viper, and then there was Killjoy… couldn’t stop nagging me to borrow some of my equipment and shit…”
Chamber chuckled, “Killjoy truly adores and looks up to you, I can tell. You gotta be nice to her sometimes. Give her a chance, hm?”
You shrugged, “We’ll… see…”
He smiled softly, his gaze never breaking away from you, “It’s okay to open up to others, even for just a little bit. I’ll always be here for you, mon amour. I hope you know that.”
You groaned, “Vin… I’ll be fine…”
He sighed, “Non, stop saying that. I just want to help you, so please, let me.”
You were about to continue, but none of your words came out of your mouth so instead, you nodded in defeat.
His smile was tender as always, a silent reminder of the patience he carried in him.
“C’est mon amour ~ (That’s my sweetheart ~)”
He tries his best to support you in any way he can, as far as how unnecessary it can be.
The conversation flowed effortlessly, with Chamber rambling about his day and you nodding to his words. A gentle reminder of the comfort you found in each other’s company.
Chamber stood up, wanting to continue his dance session. As he started to do some stretching, you told him, “Let me help.”
He settled on the floor, his limbs stretched in a graceful arch, your hands on his sides offering support.
“Merci, mon amour.”
After a few moments, out of blue, he tugged you closer by your arms which took you off guard and captured your lips in a passionate kiss. Lied on his back, Chamber wrapped his arms around your neck while you were on top of him.
Breaking the kiss, you looked at him with a playful smirk, “What was that for?”
“Tu m'as manqué, chérie… (I missed you so much, love…)”
You sighed, “I was only gone for two days…”
“Mhm,” he hummed, “I felt like I was going to die by not having you in my sight.”
You smirked, “You missed me that much, huh?”
Heat rushed to his cheeks, and he playfully covered his face with his hands. Your laughter filled the room, the sound blended with the emotions surrounding the room.
“Aaaand the monsieur Fabron is acting all shy now,” You pried his hands away from his face, pinning each of them beside his head, “You have to finish what you started.”
(A/N): chamber is my princess <3
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i love you so.
pairing : chamber x gn!reader
note : sunshine x grumpy trope, fluff, teasing / flirting, just chamber being lovey-dovey with you.
“Site’s clear, no sight of enemies. We’re staying back for now.”
You’re on a mission on Lotus, and currently holding a site with Chamber. You’re pretty much used to his presence by now, though his cocky attitude annoys you sometimes. But hey, he’s pretty charming, you got to admit.
“Oh, Y/N, I hope you’re still up for a date after this mission. I won’t let you down, I promise.”
You sigh, “Let’s just hope we don’t die, yeah?”
Chamber’s face lightens up, “Is that a yes, chérie?”
You glared at him. Is he playing dumb or he still thinks he still got a chance?
You groaned, “Whatever you say, Monsieur.”
He chuckled, “Well, I’m always available, for you, of course.” He gave you a wink.
You didn’t react, he does this all the time. Though, whatever you’re feeling on the inside, it kinda tells you otherwise.
Every interaction he initiates with you, it never fails to provide your tummy with butterflies. It genuinely feels like there’s a whole paradise in there.
You’re not the type to talk much, so most of your conversations with Chamber would be just him rambling about his day (or about himself) and there’s you, just nodding along his words. The differences in personality between both of you are like day and night, but surprisingly, the two of you get along pretty well.
He’s the true epitome of sunshine. Never a dull moment with Vincent Fabron whenever he’s around you. Ever.
A voice woke you up from your own thoughts, “Earth to, Y/N.”
“Oh… sorry.”
It was Chamber, he was looking at you all the time, as you got lost in your own thoughts, your own world.
He chuckled, “Are you okay? I didn’t want to disturb you, but you look… troubled.”
“I’m fine, it’s just…” You tried to think of something that wouldn’t offend him, before he cuts you off your thoughts again.
“Mhm, no worries, Cheri. I just want to let you know if you ever need someone to talk to, you got me, hm? I’m a pretty good listener, you know.”
Ah, there it is, his smug attitude.
You didn’t mind, you know pretty well he means no harm. Deep down, he’s a good person, you know it.
You nodded in acknowledgement, “Thank you, Chamber.”
He gave you a soft smile for your response. He would love to see you finally warm up to him. He would love to get to know you more.
Because he genuinely cares about you.
He is totally love-struck when it comes to you. The way you fiddle with your hands whenever you’re nervous, the way your eyebrows scrunches while you’re working on your solo projects, he knows it all. Every little things about you, he knows.
And that is because he adores you so much. It's just that you never realised it. Will you?
He took a seat on an empty spot just beside you, as both of you have nothing to do on site now.
Your surroundings were only filled with birds chirping, leaves flying away as the wind blew. Not even a word shared between the two of you.
But you and Chamber appreciate the silence. Both of you appreciate each other’s presence, even if all you do is sit and do nothing.
Jett’s voice came into the radio, “Enemies seen on site. Requesting back-up.”
Neon joined in, “I’ll be there.”
Then, you broke the silence, “Well, we should get prepared.”
He chuckled, “Huh, me? I always come prepared.”
“Piss off.”
“You know I won’t.”
“Excusez-moi!” you heard from Chamber, as he eliminated the enemies.
And you took out the last enemy standing with a one, clean shot.
“Beau travail, Y/N ! You will never cease to amaze me.”
You shrugged, you didn’t know how to react to his compliment.
He chuckled, “It is nice to have partners like you, with that kind of talent.”
You tried to hide your blush, wanting to keep your cool, or else…
Or else Chamber won’t stop teasing you about it for a week, at least.
“I did my best, and that’s all that counts.”
Chamber hummed in acknowledgement, “You did, and I’m proud.”
“Hmph…”
He laughed. He loves this side of yours, that’s the reason why he loves teasing you. The adrenaline, the excitement you gave him.
And you look adorable, too adorable for him.
Like, why are you playing hard to get, Y/N?
Then, Cypher’s voice came into the radio, with gunshots in the background.
“Y/N, Chamber! We need both of you here! Be fast!”
Both of you immediately left, running to help your allies.
Chamber was totally worried.
Everyone has returned to base, waiting for the Vulture to arrive to pick everyone up and go back to Valorant HQ.
But, you were nowhere to be seen.
You somehow got split up from the others when things got heated, no traces left behind at all. Chamber was positive that you were by his side at all times, but he got carried away. He lost you.
Everyone was searching for you, but it was useless. They couldn’t find you at all.
What if you’re currently passed out somewhere ? The thought of you in a vulnerable state, alone. He’s worried for your life, for you.
And the others, they’ve never seen the French man be this tense. It’s unusual, coming from him.
Neon tried to give him some words of comfort, “Hey, Y/N is going to come back, okay? You gotta believe in them.”
But, he didn’t respond, seemingly lost in his own thoughts.
“They’re probably on their way here, I just received signals from one of their gadgets.” Cypher voiced out.
Before Chamber could say anything, you appeared in his field of vision. His demeanour took a 360, as he watched you approaching.
“Y/N!” he yelled, as he ran up to you with open arms. He brought you into a big, warm hug.
Neon was about to speak up, but Jett stopped her from doing so, not wanting to kill the sweet moment you and Chamber are currently sharing.
“Where have you been ? We were searching for you !”
“I… uh…”
He looked into your eyes, worry apparent in his brown eyes as he held your cheeks with his gloved hands. He was waiting for you to answer him.
“‘Got lost…passed out a bit. But hey, I’m here now.”
Chamber sighed, “Don’t ever do that again, okay? Thank god, you’re back.” he hugged you, cherishing your warmth.
He missed you so much.
“Pftt, of course I’m back, silly. You thought I was gonna let myself die alone out there?”
Chamber pouted, you rolled your eyes.
“Alright, alright. I won’t do it again.” You scoffed.
Chamber’s face lightened up.
“Were you hurt?”
“Well-” you heard a gasp coming from him.
So dramatic.
“You’re wounded ! I can’t even leave you for a few hours, hm, chérie?”
“It’s just a scratch-”
“Non, mon amour. I’m not gonna listen to you. I shall treat your wound immediately.”
“Hey, like I said, it’s just a scratch-”
He cut you off, by ignoring you and picking you up, bridal style.
“Chamber! Put me down!”
Jett and Neon scoffed at the both of you, “Hmph, lovebirds…”
Cypher… well, he didn’t mind. More like, he’s given up to deal with anything at this point.
Everyone returned to Valorant HQ, safely.
You’re currently in Chamber’s office, sitting on an expensive looking sofa, as he helped you fix your bandages.
To be honest, you could do it yourself, but he insisted and you didn’t want to waste your energy fighting him back. He can be pretty stubborn sometimes.
But hey, he actually did a great job with the wound cleaning and bandages, proof that all the training he did back in the military paid off. And of course, you knew a bit of his past. He told you about it long ago, while he was busy boasting how great of a marksman he is.
“Thanks, Chamber. For the trouble.”
“Trouble? Y/N, there’s no such thing as trouble when it comes to you. It was my fault too…” He sighed, “I shouldn’t have let myself get carried away.”
You shook your head, “Nah, things escalated too quickly. It’s none of your fault. I should’ve stayed...”
He smiled softly.
“So, remember our deal, the date?”
You sighed, he continued “After you healed, of course.”
You nodded, “Sure, I kinda owe you one.”
He chuckled, “Mon amour, you owe me nothing. Take it as a treat from me, hm?”
You rolled your eyes, but you couldn’t help giving him a warm smile.
You sighed in defeat, “Fine. You win this round, Chamber."
"Vincent."
You tilted your head, seemingly confused.
"Call me Vincent."
He caressed your waist, "Now, how about we indulge ourselves with some tea? Your choice.”
You gave him a soft smile, “I would love to, Vincent."
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