#is this how you tag for valorant. i dont know. help me. | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

ivestas · 1 year

Note

könig with a confident/badass reader that knows their shit? 👀 im so hrrrng for this man i want to fluster him so bad

blackened valor

Summary: König admires you, so you expose your humanity to him.

Tags: soldier!fem!reader (call sign “hound”) x könig, reader implied to be on the older side, smoking, barely edited, mentally ill reader, this might be triggering for those struggling with suicidal thoughts so please be careful/dont read!

Word count: 1.1k

Notes: anon we are literally on the same wavelength, i was earlier thinking about a reader who has that dorky badassery of snake or raiden or literally any mgs character LMAO

Not much was known about you beyond your feats on the field.

But those feats defined your personhood within any military—the moment a recruiter knew who you were, they’d be on their knees begging for your presence among theirs.

It was like being a celebrity, except you got no perks and more targets on your back and eyes on you every second of the day, trying to break down your character and understand—understand what, only God knows.

You were fine with that, though; you get used to it after a while: the praise, the envy, it all becomes white noise over the howl of the wind.

So it was a normal occurrence when you noticed a set of eyes on you.

What was abnormal was the one doing the staring.

An Austrian giant.

It piqued your interest; a shallow reason to humor since you’ve been in this situation numerous times before, but you didn’t care.

From your seat in the empty lounge, you leaned back, regarding him carefully.

He couldn’t meet your stare.

Cute.

“You are?” You grabbed a lighter from your pockets, popping out a cheap cigarette at the same time. In a swift motion, the cigarette was alight on your lips, and now it sat between your index and middle finger.

“König, ma’am.”

“Ma’am?” You couldn’t help the chuckle that spilled out your lips. “I’m ‘Hound’ to everyone, no need for the formalities, save that for your captain.”

He nodded jerkily. You noted his scrunched shoulders, his stiff poise, and his foot moving in a rhythmic motion. The chair he sat on seemed to bend at the movement.

"Hey, c’mere.”

In an instant, he did as you said, walking to you quickly.

You pat the spot beside you. “Sit, no need to sit on that shitty chair. Pretty sure it was about to collapse.”

Nodding again, he sat beside you.

You lift your cigarette to him. “Wanna?”

König shook his head. “I don’t.”

“I’d praise you for making such a good health decision, but it’d make me a hypocrite considering you chose to be a merc.” You sighed, taking another puff of smoke. “Speaking of, what’s a timid guy like you doin’ in a merc group?”

“...”

“Touchy subject, eh?” You shook your head, laughing again. “It’s always like that with soldiers—it’s either to pay college debt or to run away from some fucked past.”

König glanced at you, finally. He held your gaze.

“What about you, then?”

“Me?” You hummed, leaning forward now with your elbows on your knees, one hand propping your head up while the other held the cigarette. Looking up at him, you smiled. “Money. Valor. Suitors. I’m a materialist at heart, I love the attention too. I’m super fucking vain.”

“That can’t be?”

The way he gasped those words made you grin. He was quickly becoming a favorite. “Then what do you think is the real reason?”

“Uhm...” His fingers tapped his knee, and his eyes strayed up, deep in thought. Then, embarrassed, his voice dropped. “...to change the world?”

Despite the clear embarrassment, he said the words with unwavering sureness, and it dawns on you that he probably thought of you as some war hero—a pursuer of all that is good for the world.

When you look at him—properly this time, not an off-handed glance—you can see it in his eyes, the shine.

You were right.

In the past, moments like this would be awkward; you never knew what to say, how to softly break the truth that you were just some woman, and the honest truth wasn’t coated in honor and your drive to be a force of good.

But now? You didn’t care. You never had.

“I wanted to die,” you said casually—and it was a casual admission, you didn’t really care, because that was the truth.

You saw his eyes widen and it nearly made you laugh.

“I was gonna, you know, kill myself when I was younger. Had planned it out and everything,” you sighed wistfully. “Then, I thought, ‘why not join the military’? Easier to break to my family that when I inevitably died, it was for a cause rather than the fact I succumbed to my own perpetual weakness.”

“It’s not—”

“’It’s not weakness’ yeah yeah,” you scoffed. “It’s easy to say that because you feel it. We all feel it—the desire to die.”

The bottom of his hood shifted again, and you expected to hear his words, but nothing came out.

“But, yeah, I guess after a while of realizing that I’m cursed with some twisted luck of brushing past the grim reaper, I decided to be a bit of a saint and run around and ‘fix’ things, just to stave the boredom away.”

You took another puff, longer this time. “You grow attached to the idea of bringing peace, I think. My advice? If you want to bring the most change, let go of your fear of death. Suddenly, everything’s not so scary anymore...” you smile. “But I’m guessing you’ve already done that, haven’t you?”

König was silent, but after a moment, he nodded.

“See? Now you’re just as much of a ‘hero’ as me.” You lifted the cigarette. “You sure you don’t want, by the way?”

“...I’ll try.” His hands were large, dwarfing the cigarette to a ridiculous degree.

With his free hand, he lifted the end of his hood, and you caught a bit of his face.

Pretty.

He sucked in and began coughing right after, lowering the cigarette for a moment. Clumsy puffs of smoke shot out his lips, and after a few seconds, he tried again.

Still awkward, but a bit better.

“Ah, you’re getting there König, now you’re just as much of a hero as me!” You reached for the cigarette and took a puff before handing it back.

He paused before putting it back between his lips, but you notice a flush of pink dusting his pale skin. Even with just the bottom of his face showing, you could see he was... blushing?

That made you bark out a laugh.

He’s so fucking shy.

He seemed to have caught on quickly because he quickly moved the cigarette back to you, refusing to meet your eyes, tugging the hood back over his face.

“Come on soldier, don’t be shy! We’re all friends here, right?” You leaned back and pat his shoulder. “Unless..?”

He froze under your hand.

You laughed again, letting your hand rest there. He didn’t push it away, remaining stiff under your palm, head turned away and fingers fiddling with gloves wrapped around his hands.

AO3

Masterlist

Requests are open

#konig x reader #mw2 x reader #modern warfare 2 x reader #modern warfare x reader #cod x reader #könig x reader #tw sucidal ideation #tw suicide #dont smoke kids it isnt cool #even if a war hero pressures u too!

692 notes · View notes

sseulfleur · 1 year

Text

Red's sight —

synopsis : you decide to help the stranger stopping a spike that was about to destroy your hometown, but of course the blue-clothed, weird looking guy knocked you out before you could run off, only to take you to the Valorant Protocol. the people who were originally on your #1 target list.

tags: f!reader, yoru x reader, enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst, fluff, you are a super radiant , valo protocol investigates you, phoenix being a flirt (as always), yoru is A DICK

a/n : it’s my first fanfic! waaaa pls dont be too harsh on me lol, i will be cross-posting on ao3 probably! link on my profile :]] thinking about posting pt.2/ continuing if this gets big

You dreaded your next step, puffy eyebags slightly hidden under the mask. Avoiding your body, and noticing how exhausted it was, is a skill you’ve honed well over the months, but it isn’t possible to keep it going forever.

You leaned forward in your stance as you faced the little screen towards you, gaze tracing the pixels.

You looked at the map, including all the information you needed, and they were all filled to the border of the device you located them on.

"It's time." You thought as you went through the countless amounts of letters again, you've been hunting down those people for a long time; the Valorant Protocol.

A bunch of assholes that gunned down several locations that included your hometown, with the so-called "spike" they've also used for destruction, but what was their motive?

You tried and attempted looking–, no, you were looking for them for a long time, yet it always led to nowhere.

You remained there, trying to study the map location on A side more as you stared down at the device, your body was already moving, leading to change paths until you heard a wildfire of gunshots breaking out near you.

You clenched your hand on the rifle that was resting on your back before, you reloaded and decided to correct your body position. Cautiously looking around, scanning eyes around the area.

"It must be from B side." You muttered to yourself as you lowered your gun, the itch in your hands came back as dark red energy appeared around them, and your eyes started to turn into a lighter shade of red before you hushed your way over to mid.

FIRST ABILITY: Silent Scurry

The agent is so quick, that it almost seems like they're teleporting from place to place, but most dangerous: it's silent when needed.

Stay alert.

You plastered your back to the wall as you were about to push up to B side, the gunshots sounded even messier before you approached through mid. You glanced over the hallway while you raised your vandal and peeked; no one was there.

Like a shot, the sound pinched through your whole body, that goddamn high-pitched noise you know too well.

Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep

It was like a ticking clock that was even able to blend out the gunshots, the ones that were just louder seconds ago.

You lurked through the alley as you made yourself sneak over to B site, "Now was my chance", you thought. It was them who planted the bomb, they were here.

And you had to stop them.

Sucking in your bottom lip, you stood with a nod, a raised gun near your chest. You hesitated until u took a sharp breath and swung out onto B side.

You narrowed your eyes but didn't spot anyone at first which still brought you to not let your guard down. You were checking every corner until you heard a weird noise behind you, from the corner of your eye, you could tell someone was there.

Before you were able to aim at them, someone swung out and started firing, you rolled back as you got up and put a bullet between his two eyes, his body falling onto the ground. The person behind you was also shooting but not at you, were they... another citizen?

"Hey! Defuse the spike!" You screamed over to that stranger because it seemed like he was there to stop it, and you would sacrifice anything before your hometown gets torn into pieces.

The last thing you wanted was for this mission to be your last one. In front of you, that blue-clothed guy crouched even lower to the ground, pointing some device in front of the spike.

You fell back slightly behind him, noticing someone trying to come up to him, but you were aware and took them out before they could stop him or register your presence.

The ground started to suddenly break down as everything started floating, and the beeping of the spike got faster and more annoying to the brain when the frequency went higher.

"Stop the fucking spike, will you?!"

You screamed at him, but he seemed like it wasn't his first time being near the brink of death, the pressure was getting more overwhelming, your feet started to lift off the ground, and you furrowed your brows as you covered your eyes, unsure whether he was going make it or not.

You opened your eyes as hard surfaces met your body harshly, you huffed in slight pain but got yourself up, the spike was now defused, laying there motionless.

You were about to look at the stranger who just caused this, but the wall met your back pretty rough before you could even do so. You let out a grunt before you looked up.

"And who the hell are you?"

His accent was thick while his voice was monotone, that was more than enough to notice he wasn't from around here, but he seemed like he knew more than enough on how to cuss you out. You pushed the person in front of you away before you tilted your chin up, only to meet the gaze of two brown eyes.

"None of your business." You spit back as you scanned him, weird clothing that was centered around the color blue, his hair slicked back with gel, too much gel. His facial expression looked so angry that made you think you planted the fucking spike.

You were about to walk off when you noticed he wasn't planning on showing any of his gratitude until you got pushed back in place with a gun.

"Are you out of–"

You felt cold metal against your forehead which made you sigh internally, maybe it wasn't the bomb that was going to kill you.

The blue guy talked into his jacket which was most likely communications and him asking for support, so he was part of some group. You heard a crackle before some mumbling got out of his earpiece, you raised an eyebrow at him as he lowered his gun.

"Affirmative Brimstone, bringing her to base."

And before you could dedicate your thoughts to what that son of a fucker just said, a hit landed on your jaw, it started aching, and black dots decorated your sight before everything went pitch black.

Your mind was blank as your consciousness was the first thing you woke up with, you started to feel your body as you felt the slight pinch coming from your jaw.

Your eyes fluttered open as you noticed the outline of some people. You were in a room, but you don't recall being here before you passed out.

You let out a heavy breath as your recent memories flooded back into your mind, you looked at the guy sitting across from you while some people were standing behind him.

“Sage, did you heal that kid already?” he said, pinching the area between his eyes while he closed them. The guy smelled like old-man body spray, sweat, and ham sandwiches.

The woman beside him with long hair, tied back into a high ponytail, bobbed her head softly and gave a slight smile. She seemed the kindest one out of everyone in this room. "She seems fine for now, Brimstone."

“Okay now,” That old-looking man with a beard started, standing up and moving around you in circles, eyes not leaving you. There were a couple of other people surrounding you, but you didn't care. “—we're going to interrogate her first!”

I slowly shifted my eyes around the room to examine it, but I noticed from my eye corners that the old fucker was already following my gaze with judging looks.

"Escaping won't help, I can already tell you that."

"Keeping a woman hostage won't bring you further either." you hissed as you narrowed your eyes at him, you are more than ready to signalize you're not here for their fun.

Without the serious façade, that old man just lidded his eyes and stared at you with his eyebrows pushed up, wordlessly saying "really?".

He sat back down on the other side of the desk again, eying me.

What you weren't ready for earlier was when a 5'11 guy knocked you out while you were trying to help him detonate a spike, but hey, you should've seen it coming, right?

Now you're sitting here in a dark room, being interrogated by some people that were getting on your nerves already.

"What's your name kid?" That old man sighed, but you just remained silent out of spite, you were forced here, and that will be the best they can get.

"Where do you live?"

Silence.

"How do you know about the spike?"

Silence.

"Why did you help him?"

Silence.

"....Are you working for someone?—"

"I was only helping because I didn't want to die to a fucking bomb."

You said it in a somewhat decent tone to get your point across. "But knocking me out and dragging me here was unnecessary" You said in a backhanded tone and glanced over to the guy who was responsible for that.

“I need you to get your head out of your ass for a second, please, this is serious kiddo.” His lips pressed into a thin line, brows pushing into a hard look. He was slowly starting to get impatient. So this time he meant urgent time.

"My head's already up here." You said bluntly and suddenly that dark-skinned, tall guy, that looked like he was about to catch fire, snorted and tried to surpress his laugh. Now it was he who suffered under that "Brimstone’s” gaze.

I let my back sink into the seat as I looked back, I wasn't planning on staying here any longer and my temper was already adding to it.

“Just let her go Brimstone, I told you it’s useless. Or maybe get rid of her if she knows too much.” a feminine voice spoke out with a slight Spanish accent in it, I raised my head to see who it belonged to and saw a woman who was about in her 30s, looking at me suspectedly with her purple eyes.

Brimstone held his hand up annoyed as a sign for everyone to pause, he was a bit more forward, straight up trying to look into my soul.

“We need to get ahold of this chaos, she’s too dangerous to let go. Until then, she will stay here.”

#valorant #valorant x you #valorant x reader #yoru x reader #yoru x you #valorant fanfiction #valorant yoru #῾ ᵎ⌇ ⁺🌺sfleur!val

151 notes · View notes

princesstokyomoon · 1 year

Text

was tagged a While back now by the loverly @nsfwitchy and im SO sorry i kept gettin distracted from doin it sooner!

Rules: List your top 5 favorite shows and tag 5 people!

seein as it doesnt specify *tv* shows, that makes this easier for me cus HOOO BOY i dont think i'd know what to do with that. (like i DO watch tv shows too, but my favs are not necessarily that)

so in no particular order here we go!!!

1. Ebon Ward

Honestly, I can't recommend this show enough to people. It's hands down, one of the BEST ttrpg experiences I've ever seen. It's been running for around 7 years now, and seeing the crew grow and develope the show from what was supposed to be a random one shot, into the beautifully crafted, sprawling story that it now is is just an exquisite experience. It's dark and it's silly, the characters are amazing, and I will forever envy Will's storycrafting powers. Good Fuckin Shit.

2. Valor Academy & Valor Punk

Listen, I know this is Technically two shows, but they're the same universe, with 15 years between them, I'm counting them as one and y'all cannae stop me.

Academy is superhero kids in superhero school, which is one of my fav themes all over - combined with them being all balls of trauma in their own ways, good shit.

Punk is superhero kids realising that the law isnt always just, the cops aint always good and right, and are Also all balls of trauma! So lots of fun times all round for both!

These also will Forever hold a special place in my heart, because Academy aired around a REAL low point in my life, and I was adjusting to the fact I was disabled and that this would probably be my life now. And Punk has been airing during me coping with my dad's death. Both provided such an Invaluable support to me, and I'm FOREVER grateful for that.

3. A Series of Unfortunate Events

I've been ENAMOURED with the books since I can honestly remember, and I was FUMING when I went to the cinema to see the movie, and they fuckin Butchered it. I don't think baby me had ever been so angry before, and I don't think I've honestly ever been so mad about an adaptation since. So when netflix announced their version I was both excited and terrified. And I couldn't of been more satisfied with the result. NPH is the PERFECT level of scary and stupid and smart to be Olaf, and you could FEEL the love that went into every inch of the show, and I'll be FOREVER grateful for that.

This is where it starts to get Harder for me, theres a few shows I could consider favs. BUT my brain keeps going back to these two the most out of all of them so I guess I have to go with,

4. The Good Place

Legitimately some of the BEST story telling I've ever seen. I'm not someone whose big on "twist reveals", but somehow they manage to CONSISTENTLY pull of *incredible* twists that never get old no matter how much I rewatch, the characters are beautifully real, and my heart fuckin WRENCHES every time I rewatch the last few episodes.

And FINALLY

5. Red Stitch Report

Listen.... I know three of these are made by SurpriseRoundRPG, but I love them and their content, I can't help it.

I don't know how to sum up how much I adore this show without just Gushing over how fuckin fun every character is - both player and NPC - and GOD do I love getting to vote on one specific characters ability when watching an episode live. It's SUPER fuckin silly, and also dark, and just ahhhh I love it

I feel like theres a Theme of silly and dark in my tastes here lmfao

BUT I FUCKIN STAND BY IT

Honourary mention: DEFINITELY not a fav show by any means, but my current hyperfixation is Apparently love island, and it was the Only thing my brain kept thinkin about the whole time i was workin on this, so I feel it's only right to mention it here, and yes, you are more than welcome to judge me for it lmao, I am judging me for it

LETS SEE I SHALL TAG @rabbitronics @aprilbrowines @amazingakita @sn0wbat annnnddddd @rouge-the-bat

as always, feel free to ignore this, i take no offense, and if you want to consider this as me taggin you and play too, you are MORE than welcome to do so!

#(i stole the 5 person limit from ye to Also make my life easier lmao)

3 notes · View notes

astolary · 2 years

Note

Okay, uh, my first time requesting anything Valorant, but yeah I’ve been lingering the Cypher tag too long and I say WE DONT HAVE ENOUGH CYPHER CONTENT

Anyways what I wanted to request a one shot/Drabble/headcanon of Cypher with a female reader who’s new to protocol and is blind, but here’s the twist, she can’t see anyone from this earth, but she see mirror agents within a radius, not like wall hacking but she can see their silhouette, but that doesn’t mean she can sense things around her, like when she feels like she’s about to hit a wall a person, so she’s still capable to be brought to missions.

She got close to cypher than anyone else in the protocol that at some point they became friends then started dating, when Cypher felt comfortable enough to take his mask off he offered her to map his face with his help, of course. Just fluffy stuff, reminds me of how one is blind and one is mute kind of lovers except one hides his appearance and the other doesn’t see that he’s hiding his appearance.

Can also be Gender neutral if you’re more comfortable with it.

𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐄𝐒 .

( Synopsis ) The three times you saved him and the one time he got to save you.

( Pairing ) Cypher x GN! Agent Reader

( Content Warnings ) Gunshots, cursing.

( Word Count ) 1.7k+ words // NOT EDITED! ( 1 ) Anong sinabi niya? — means “What did they say?” in Filipino. ( 2 ) Bobo! — means “stupid.”, but it can also be a curse word in Filipino please don’t say this. ( 3 ) Okay ka lang ba? — means “Are you okay?”, this is a taglish phrase, tagalog and english.

[ star one chosen: my best friend . ]

You sighed in relief, managing to grab your luggage first just before the other passengers on your plane crowded around you. You noted how it was much more organized and efficient than the airports in your country, the footsteps on the ground moved faster and your ears picked up on the idle chit chat that could be heard all around you.

Your guide, someone the Valorant Protocol sent for you after hearing about your condition, assisted you in presenting your passport and led you to the terminal station.

“I’ll be on my way,” Your guide said. “I wish you the best of luck.”

You heard the happiness in their tone. Assuming they were going somewhere, you exchanged your goodbyes, feeling the slight bounce in their steps as they left you in the middle of a country you didn’t know.

The vibrations of trains moving on the tracks could be felt, coins being popped into vending machines could be heard while strangers who had different stories said their hellos and reunited with their loved ones once more.

“Now, (1) anong sinabi niya?” You asked yourself, trying to recall what she said in the phone call. You cringed at the thought of awkwardly standing somewhere you barely knew, even if you could handle yourself. Everybody was probably looking at you weirdly while you stood there, scratching your chin.

A finger tapped your shoulder, static and electricity buzzing around in the air as they brought you down and rubbed your head affectionately. Your heart reacted warmly with the familiar action, your guard going down as the girl squeezed you in a tight hug. You squeezed back with equal force, maybe even more force, hoping the hug showed just how much you missed her.

“Neon, Neon! Don’t just run off like that! Where the hell did she go?” Your ears picked up the sound of a gruff voice. Brimstone. You identified. Of course, you couldn’t forget him, he was the one who accepted Neon’s suggestion about you joining the protocol.

“Another agent is joining us!” Arms wrapped around you and Neon, your nose picking up the scent of fresh paint. What was her name? “Is it true you can sense the vibrations from the earth more differently than others? Oh I’m positively sure Breach and Killjoy are gonna love you─“

“Raze.” So that was her name. A velvet voice cut through the air, two more people joining your little group as you felt their presence.

Detaching yourself from the hug with Neon and Raze, you composed yourself as Raze kindly helped you with your bags. Neon held your hand in reassurance, a normal habit you both developed while growing up together.

“I assume you’re the agent that would be joining us today?” Brimstone asked.

You nodded in confirmation. “That’s right.”

“Are you one hundred percent sure that just because you’re blind, it won’t hinder us?” A man asked, not bothering to hide his suspicion.

“Of course, it won’t!” Neon defended you. You can imagine her glaring at the man in your head. “Cypher, I think they could beat you in a duel if they wanted to even!” Neon boasted, proud of how capable you really are.

So Cypher was his name? You recalled all the calls when Neon complained that someone named Cypher tried taking pictures of her. How Cypher was an information broker who practically knew everything.

“Did you know that at the mission I was sent on two months ago I was partnered with that Cypher rat? And all he said was if you need help just speak in front of the camera.” Neon mimicked his voice. “He should have just fucking told me he could lip-read! (2) Bobo! I looked like some crazy hooligan screaming at a ghost! And I was screaming at the camera!”

“No need to get all angry now,” You nervously laughed, putting Neon’s hands down. You understood Cypher’s point of view, without his eyes Cypher practically wouldn’t be where he is right now.

“So, what’s your name?” Cypher spoke, you could feel his eyes on you.

“(Agent Name).”

“My best friend!” Neon added.

(Looking back, Cypher never realized just how important this conversation really was to him. You first met each other in the terminal station, Neon and Raze chatting away in the background as Brimstone animatedly called Killjoy on his phone.)

[ star two chosen: you’re just blind . ]

You, Cypher, Neon, Raze, and Sova were all sent to defend Ascent once more as the mirror agents were back to do unfinished business. Raze and Neon were ecstatic once they heard they would get to go on this mission with you, but their moods pummeled to the ground once Cypher grabbed your arm and dragged you to B.

“You’re no fun.” Raze complained.

The mirror agents successfully managed to denote 5 spikes during the time you were here. They managed to injure your whole team twice after you all tried sending backup, forcing you to retreat and tend to your wounds. Another time when they rushed, effectively catching both of you off guard in B site, which led to Raze and Jett recklessly running headfirst and getting shot.

Ascent was much bigger than it looked.

Luckily for your team, Cypher managed to clutch twice after the enemies were trying to run to B's site, expecting no one to be there. You and Neon were able to clutch as well, but Neon volunteered to be bait seeing as you were the stealthier one out of the two of you.

“You know I can walk on my own, right?” You jested, trying to lighten up the mood.

“I need to observe you.” He retorted, starting to put down his tripwires and cages.

You felt footsteps from where Cypher was standing. Four of them. Furrowing your eyes, you concentrated hard enough and saw a silhouette of a shadow appearing behind him. Mirror Omen.

"I suggest you don't stand there."

"And why is that— hey!" He quickly crouched down, the bullets from your gun grazing his hat ever so slightly. You were satisfied once you managed to destroy Mirror Omen's shadow before he fully teleported behind Cypher.

The Moroccan turned around to see wisps of smoke left behind. "A warning could have been nice." He grumbled.

"You're just blind." You teased back.

"How ironic," Cypher was starting to take a liking to you.

"Raze, Neon, Sova, enemies spotted B."

(He was the blind one? Cypher enjoyed your dry sense of humor, even if other agents never found it funny. Your voice always lit up the atmosphere, making him forget about the situation just for a bit. He found comfort within the songs you sang, it was something forever engraved in his mind. Every melody, every tune, every symphony. )

[ star three chosen: nevermind you’re just deaf . ]

"See, that's what I said!" You ranted to Cypher who walked down the hallways beside you.

"Brimstone asked me to give the papers to Sage, but then Sage decided to tell me to give the papers to Viper. So when I head to Viper's lab, she tells me to give the papers back to Brimstone instead! And the cycle continues!" You complained.

Cypher cackled, he was supposed to comfort you but here he was finding amusement in your suffering.

"Oi! You're supposed to help me here, you know!"

Cypher ignored you and brought an arm around your waist. He felt a stupid grin forming on his face under his mask.

“I’m never talking to you ever again.”

“There’s a reason you're dating me, my rose.” He chafed.

You stayed silent, making a sharp turn to your right. “You're going to walk into a wall darling.”

“No I won’t, hey you’re actually not going to ignore me right— ouch.”

You heard his body hitting the wall, smirking after hearing Cypher’s curses under his breath.

“Nevermind, I forgive you, you’re just deaf.”

“Hey!”

(Cypher never understood how you treated your disability as a normal thing. If he was blind, he would be a coward. He wouldn’t be able to see what could hit him, he wouldn’t be able to see the faces of the people all around him.

He admired you, you were fearless and full of courage whenever you spoke your promises with resolution. And you always managed to keep your promise, you taught him so many things he never knew he could ever learn.)

[ star one chosen: promise ? ]

Cypher silently screamed in frustration while looking at the broken pieces of his tripwires scattered on the desk. Why did Raze’s utility always trigger them?

"(3) Okay ka lang ba?" You felt the negative emotions radiating from his figure. You stopped reading your Braille book, placing it on top of his bed while you turned your head in his direction.

“I’m alright, I’m just jealous you can see silhouettes of our mirror selves but you can’t see us.” He mumbled.

“I mean, I can’t exactly see them. If I concentrate hard enough, yes. But other than that there’s nothing else, really.” You attempted to reassure him.

His weight dipped onto the soft mattress, bringing your figure closer to his. You felt his hands hold the sides of your face tenderly, touching your nose with his. “Thank you, I know you're trying to cheer me up. Don’t worry about it.”

You felt him humming on your neck, arms circling around you as you rest your hands on his shoulders.

"You're not wearing your hat?" You curled your fingers onto his soft curls, Cypher relaxing at your touch. "Where did your jacket go? Or your gloves?"

"It can be stuffy for your information." Hope lighted your heart the tiniest bit, your hands quickly tracing to the side of his face. You heard from Neon that Cypher never exposed an inch of his skin, even if you couldn’t see anything you wanted to at least trace his face. You slouched in disappointment, feeling the rough fabric of some sort of mask still on his face.

“Is something wrong?”

“It’s just,” You trailed off, “I wanted to map your face a bit...”

You couldn’t see it, but Cypher slowly pressed two buttons on his mask, showing his face entirely. You’ve done so much for him, Cypher wanted to do something back for you.

He brought your fingers back to his face. Cypher watched your happiness bounce back up. “Are you...?”

“Just this once.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

Grinning, you patiently waited while Cypher led you.

“What’s this?”

“That’s my cheeks.”

“And this?”

“My right ear.”

“Oh, what about this?”

“Still my right ear.”

(Cypher would forever be your eyes, and you would forever be his angel of the skies.)

astolary 2022 — do not edit, repost, or translate.

#（ ❁ଓ.° ） astro! valorant #valorant #valorant protocol #valorant x reader #cypher scenarios #cypher x reader #valorant cypher x reader

115 notes · View notes

yejiroh · 3 years

Text

Hello!

Heya! So i really really really like your works, so id like to request Tamaki x Reader, where his S/O is very good at like gaming?

She usually plays minecraft and fps games and shes extremely good at it. I’d really like a scenario where they play Valorant, a tactical shooting game just like overwatch and csgo, like usually tamaki plays with like mirio and some of his friends and one of them was busy so mirio decided to invite her to play and ends up carrying the team with an ace or two. (P.s I dont usually request because i fear that i dont follow the rules properly, but i love love ur works :) Happy New Year ! )

***

Authors note:

@plutostones Hi, how are ya? I just found this, so sorry for the wait. Also, I tagged you because you put this in as a submission, not an ask, so I didn’t know whether or not you’d get the memo. Anyways, thank you for requesting, and thank you for being a fan of my work-it means a lot. I don’t play Valorant but from what your describing it sounds like Blitzbergade- which i do play. Sorry in adavance if this is not how the game goes, but i did do some research.

And to everyone wanting to request, the requests are open; just read the rules!

Because this was so late, I made it long.

Suns Out Guns Out!

-PLATONIC- (kinda)

Word count: 2000+

Staring Tamaki Amajiki, Mirio Togata, Nejire Hado, and of course, the lovely Y/n L/n!

***

Three monitors glared at Tamaki, the LED screens too bright for his poorly lit room. Discord, Twitch, and Valorant displayed, his fingers smashing the keyboard loudly, the familiar “clack, clack,clack” ringing in his ears.

It was routine, everyday after school, the five of them: Tamaki, Mirio, Nejire, Yuuyu, and Kirishima would open Valorant, Discord, and Twitch.

“Ah, dammit! Not again!”

“Mirio, calm down; it’s just a game.”

“I just can’t help but to get riled up- sorry.”

“Why are you so mad anyway?”

“This guy- Flippy2252- he keeps killing me every time I get back! And the worst part is, they never run! They just walk in and shoot everyone!”

Tamaki took off his headset, throwing it to the side. Mirio was never one to whine about losing, but having a 22-0 losing streak was pretty rough on anyone’s ego. Looking at the left monitor, Twitch was going crazy. The live chat was full of onlookers and the 10 players were all at war, angry at Flippy2252 for not letting anyone else get a kill, or Flippy2252 killing people every time with no hesitation.

It was always Flippy2252.

All it took to beat Flippy was an upgrade of armour, right? But neither he, Mirio, Kirshima, nor Nejire had enough credits or was willing to get such an upgrade. They were fine as is. Yuuyu was fine to. Kind of.

Sighing, Tamaki put the headset back on, holding the attached mic. “Mirio, where’d you go? I knew this game was hard...let's just call it a night- we have a test tomorrow and the event.”

“Guys, about that, I can’t play tomorrow- I have a cousin coming over .”

Whining, Nejire’s voice piped through the headphones. “Really Kirishima? But tomorrow is what counts!”

“I know, it’s not manly of me, and I’m sorry guys! But Bakubro said-”

“Bakugou? You’re leaving for your boyfriend, not your family!”

“What? No, He’s NOT my boyfriend! And my cousin IS coming over!”

“Wooow Kiri, I expect this from everyone but you!”

Tamaki looked at the screen, tuning his friends out. The match was over. They had lost.

Again.

***

Rushing up the stairs of the U.A. building, Tamaki and Mirio panted, having overslept and missing the train.

“Wooh! That was a good way to wake yourself up, right, Tamaki?”

“I-I guess. I’m tired now. We should have just not come since we’re this late.”

“Nonsense! We made it on time- hey there’s Y/n!”

Mirio waved a hand out to the person in question, calling out to her.

‘Hey, Y/n! You ready for the test?”

Y/n turned over, making quick eye contact with Tamaki before he covered his face.

Looking back to Mirio, she gave a sweet smile, putting a fist in the air.

“I actually studied for this one, so heck yeah!” “Good to hear! Hopefully we all get good marks this time, yeah?”

Y/n nodded, looking at her phone-

“Is that a Valorant background?”

“Hm? Oh, yeah! I love that game!”

Mirio smiled. “What a coincidence-”he nudged Tamaki-”We do to! Say, are you any good?”

Y/n chuckled, waving her phone around.”I’d like to say I’m pre-tay good. What about you guys?”

“Well, we’re amazing, don’t get me wrong, there’s just always this one guy who just comes in, kills everyone, and leaves. You can’t even respawn in peace!”

Y/n’s chuckles turned into hollers, knowing exactly who they were talking about. “Oh god- you mean that Flippy dude? They’re awseome!”

“Yeah, but they don’t give mercy for anything!”

“You’re not supposed to, it’s a gun game. Tell you what, give me your discords and I’ll help you guys. I’ve gotten a couple kills against the dude.”

Was this a blessing? They were just looking for someone! Mirio tooked Y/n’s hand, bowing down, and pretended to wipe a tear away. “M’lady, it would be an honor, for our time in war-”

“We were just looking for another player cause one of ours bailed.” Tamaki muttered, interuppting the poetic Mirio.

Clapping her hands, Y/n smiled again. “Great! Just put your tags in my phone and we can do the event today! Also, good luck on the tests!”

***

Y/n sat down, her computer moniters clocks all set to count the second. Hand on the mouse, she breathed in, watching, waiting.

5...4...3...2...1- She slammed the keys, logging into everything at once. A beep form one; a Discord call.

“Hey Y/n! You ready?”

“Yeah. Who else is on the team, other then you and Tamaki?”

“Nejire and Yuuyuu.”

She looked at the moiters, nodding. Okay. There’s 10 seconds into the game, okay? We have 3 hours, 45 minutes, and now...37 seconds until the event is done. We split the prize between who got the most kills or who did the most.”

“Okay.”

Just before she ended the call, Y/n quickly added.

“And I’m Flippy2252.”

***

Tamaki spit his drink. Y/n was Flippy? No way! Slamming the keys, his avatar ran around the map. Now that he didn’t have to worry about Flippy killing him, he could actuallydo something!

But the event was Capture The Flag, and he wasn’t too good at that. Running up a ramp, he spotted a red name, quickly shooting. But his sniper was no good. Flippy-no, Y/n- ran up behind him, gunning down the red in her path. Soon she had the flag, and was running away.

“WOOOAHHH!” Mirio hollered through the headset. “I suddenly feel useless in a good way!”

What the heck?

“Mirio, that doesn’t make sense.”

“Weirdo.”

“This game is as good as ours!”

Tamaki looked at the Twitch Moniter, smiling.

‘Since when was Flippy on team blue?’

‘Who cares? They’re still kicking ass!’

‘If they’re not on red it’s not even worth watching.’

‘Shut yo bitch ass up, like the fuck you gon do? Its a game the fuck?’

‘Really? Language guys. they can read everything.’

‘they too focused on the game’

‘FLIPPY IS SO HOT WOOF WOOF BARK BARK AWWOOOGA’

‘Bro chilll you just lke their avatar’

People are weird. Walking into a building, he layed his avatar down. Just one more kill and they’d win the first round, and an Ace at that.

***

1 minute left in the event, and Y/n still had the flag.

Tamaki followed, gunning down everyone chassing them and shooting at them.

Capture the flag had never been so chaotic.

10 seconds in, they just had to get to their home base.

“Run Flippy run!”

A large VICTORY was displayed on theor teams screens, Y/n shreiking with laughter.

“That was so insane!”

“We actually won an event? FINALLY!”

Everyone was sreaming through the headsets, and once again Tamaki took it off, throwing it to the side.

Laying on his bed, he opened his phone, lookjng at a picture of Y/n.

She carried the team, and it was amazing to have won something again.

#Tamaki Amajiki #my hero academia #platonic fanfic #mirio togata #y/n l/n #fanfiction #request #answered #bnha #mha #submission

8 notes · View notes

parkj-nwoo · 7 years

Text

get to know me tag!

tagged by @eunoow! thank you for tagging me in this!

get to know me tag!

rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 20 blogs you would like to know better

nickname(s): dylan, dy

gender: male

star sign: virgo

height: idk my exact height but it’s around 6′0.

time right now: 9:03 pm

last thing i googled: strong woman do bong soon eps (i’m becoming trash help)

favorite bands: astro, day6, imfact, topp dogg, vixx, got7, monsta x, block b, akdong musican (i count them as a band sh), seventeen, winner, hellovenus, etc... (there are waayy too many oops)

favorite solo artists: dean, crush, loco, sam kim, zion t

song stuck in my head: (neither are stuck in my head rn but they’re constantly in there)... boys and girls - zico & how can i say - day6

last movie i watched: lol idk??? probably beauty & the beast

last tv show i watched: rick & morty

when did you create your blog: september 3, 2016 (i went back to my very first post to find the date lol)... i wanted a side blog bc i didn’t want to change my first blog’s (@awkwardlytrans) them bc i loved the pastels lol...

what stuff do you post: mostly astro tbh, sometimes i’ll post about other groups (i mainly reblog though so.)

when did your blog reach its peak: it honestly hasn’t reached it’s peak yet lol

do you have any other blogs: yes!! @awkwardlytrans

do you get asks regularly: ive never even gotten one lol

why did you choose your url: because jinjin is my ult and i love him vvv much plus this url was a steal (how had no one already taken it??? idk)

following: 166

posts: 1,474

hogwarts house: well based on the quiz i took in fourth grade i’m a slytherin lol (though now i’d consider myself a gryffindor i was pretty dark back then)

pokemon team: i was team valor

favorite colors: pastels!!!

average hours of sleep: i dont sleep lol... probably about 3-4 hrs a night

lucky numbers: 16, 2

favorite characters: soul (soul eater), ken kaneki (tokyo ghoul), nishinoya (haikyuu), baz (carry on/fangirl)... every character i’ve ever known flew out of my head as soon as i read this...

what are you wearing right now: my sleepwear

how many blankets do you sleep with: i have like 10 on my bed that i alternate within the night

dream job: i’ve been studying journalism so!! i want to be a photojournalist

dream trip: france, amsterdam, spain, south korea, sweden

tagging: @jinwoosmile, @geeixie-666, @wannabeeyourstar, @astro-tastic and anyone else that wants to do this! (sorry i couldn’t think of 20 blogs who i didn’t think were already tagged!)

#tags #text

1 note · View note

zeonghan · 7 years

Text

Get To Know Me Tag! I was tagged by: @immafuckinstargirl Rules: Answer the 20 questions in a new post and tag 20 blogs you would like to get to know better. — Nickname: kiki Gender: ur gal Star Sign: pisces Height: 5'6 Time right now: 12:57AM Last thing I googled: BTS FIC RECS LMAO but seriously hmu Favorite Bands: catfish and bottlemen, mumford and sons, day6, big bang (music wise) Favorite Solo Artists: deantrbl, lorde, zion.t Song stuck in your head: bermuda triangle by crush, zico and dean lmao Last movie I watched: your name (rip i cried) Last TV Show I watched: riverdale - i regret putting it off for so long When did you create your blog: heck like the start of this month ahhaah What kind of stuff do you post: reactions, scenarios, selca ships but also kpop content, edits, fansite photos and videos :) all rounded a+ When did your blog reach its peak: :oo i’ll have to wait n see Do you have any other blogs: not me but mod mochi does :) Do you get asks regularly?: sometimes boi Why you chose your URL: it was mod vels bias hhhh Following: im not sure we literally spam follow and sometimes go through our followers and follow back :)) Posts: just over 200 Hogwarts House: hufflepuff :’)) Pokémon Team: valor fight me Favorite colors: peachy fluffly coral pastel kind of blend Average hours of sleep: 5 hours?? help me?? please?? Lucky Numbers: 6 Favorite Characters: percy jackson, ginny weasley and hermione granger and draco malfoy lmao, dan wilds and renee walker and jean moreau, that lil boy from UP, baymax from big hero 6, isabella lightwood, noah czerny and henry cheng, francis abernathy and charles mccauly, andy barbour, kiki (kikis delivery service) and totoro + may and haku (spirited away), ryuu tanaka and tooru oikawa and keiji akashi, tamaki suou, osamu dazai, seung gil lee and yuri plisetsky, mikoto mikoshiba and yuu kashima and misayuki hori FIGHT ME while doing this i fell back into my deep dark past of fandoms im - What are you wearing right now: striped red box shirt and shortss How many blankets do you sleep with: one bc its summer Dream job: DONT PRESSURE ME!!!!! IM NOT READY FOR A JOB!! DONT REMIND ME OF MY AGE!! Dream trip: send me to paris and venice and peru and rome and greece and japan and india and -

;;; idk if we have enough mutuals for twenty hahahaha ill go through the alphabet lmao @bangtanochu @chichewy @cheolshu @exosmutxoxo @foryoubybts @his-fangirl @hanwooz @jeongahn @jiminsbootytho @literally-just-yoongi-trash @mochi--jiminie @mad-seoul-city @peachyscenarios @wonnhao @zazzysseoul @irresistible-paradise

gonna make mod mochi do it too so yall can get to know herrr

#about us

8 notes · View notes

sailorsuccubi · 7 years

Text

Helloooo! I got tagged in one of those questions thingies by @phitchit-chu (I love you, Kimmy!!) Nickname: Kim/Kimmy/Princess Star sign: Sag ♐️ Height: 5'7-9" Time right now: 7:28 AM (early bird gets the worm; I've been up for almost two hours) Fave musical artist(s): TØP, Drake, Halsey, J Cole, Childish Gambino (everyone ever go listen to Awaken My Love) and idk. I'm a very messy person with music Song stuck in my head: I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYE A GIRLIE I CAN GET CAUSE SHE DONT GET TOO MANY LIKES (thanks Alex Aiono) What are you wearing: lmao take me out to dinner first (a blue t with gray basketball shorts) When did you create this blog: winter 2012-2013? I have no concept of time Do you get asks regularly: nooooope but I sure as hell send many bc I //have// to tell art blogs how much I love them Why did you choose this url: I had a phan obsession (read: I still do but the fandom is exhausting) and I mean... Hogwarts house: Slitherpuff Pronouns: Literally all of them. I'm a human wreck and I just?? All of them Pokémon team: fricken,,, bye,,, I'm either Valor or Instinct Favorite color: purple!!!! Average hours of sleep: uhhhm I sleep at like 9-12 and wake up at 6:30 so... math isn't my strong suit... 6-9? Dream job: therapist or lawyer (I have an obsession with helping people) Cutest baby animal: not human, thats for sure. Kitties!! When did you first start playing animal crossing: when... it.. was.. cool? But I never have storage so it gotta go If you were a meme, what would you be: @charcoalvoid and I team up to be the dark kermit meme (he's dark kermit, we've discussed it in detail) One thing you wish people would acknowledge about you: that they don't know me?? People assume hella nasty things about me and it pisses me off idk Favorite meal: pizza with wings, fries and ice cream (I'm aware that I'm a fat ass,,, I've only ever had it twice but holy shit,,,) First fandom: uhm... no... @hollaatyoursenpai got me addicted to Kim Possible and I'm never forgiving her bc I sing the theme song randomly in school I tag: @charcoalvoid @hollaatyoursenpai @cokeorcherry @danandphilstolemylife @black-night-skies @love-me-feed-me and @88keysofsadism

#that was so fucking time consuming #tag game #im tired omg #it took 14 minutes for that #ugh #I'm probably gonna delete it :)#I complain so much ooops but thanks for tagging me kimmmmyyy i love yoouuu #i love everyone i tagged #❤️💛💚💙💜❣️💕💞💓💗💖💘💝💟

2 notes · View notes