#valorant sage x reader
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Valorant| S/O is tired of their protectiveness|
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I'm not so into Valorant anymore but I still love my wives
This is angsty ofc <3
Characters Included : Reyna, Sage, Viper, Fade
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• Reyna •
For you Reyna, who you know as Zyanya, is a very soft and caring person at heart who would do anything for the people she loves. She also is extremely protective because of that.
After everything that happened with her sister Lucia she doesn't want to lose you. You keep reminding her that you're not a child and can protect yourself as you're a capable figher and a strong rediant. Your dear girlfriend is very stubborn it seems because no matter how many times you've brought it up she still insists on protecting you.
You've had numerous fights about this but the last one was the worst one. It was before a mission, when you insisted on going on B site alone to ensure that no enemy agent will make an escape and plant the spike there but Reyna dissagreed with your plan after deeming it too dangerous.
You two kept going back and forth yelling at eachother until Viper got between you and decided on a different plan all together.
It's been a few days since but you're still angry. She made you feel so humiliated by treating you like you were made of glass, like you were nothing in front of the great empress.
That's probably why you were pushing past your limits now. To prove her wrong and establish your place as her equal.
It's much harder than it sounds, as it turns out, your body can't handle it all and before you know it you're struggling to stand up. Your efforts payed off as the mission was very successful but you don't have a chance to celebrate it with your fellow teammates because you collapse a few moments after you hear Breach saying that the spike has been defused.
When you woke up the first thing you felt was a heavy weight on your right arm and after a small struggle you opened your eyes to see your girlfriend staring back at you surprised.
Reyna moved towards you and softly touched your cheek. She didn't need to say anything, you could see it in her eyes. After that day instead of staying behind her and being protected by her you fight alongside Reyna.
• Sage •
Sage is a healer. It's her job to care about others. That is the reason why she knew your relationship wasn't a good idea. She tried to keep things professional for the longest time but ultimately her feelings got the better of her. After you started dating she naturally became more protective of you.
You got tired of it pretty quickly but didn't say anything. You didn't want her to think that she's overbearing and cause any issues so early on.
Every time you got injured, she scolded you for your mistakes and on your next mission together she was way more protective. Almost caging you and making you unable of doing anything of importance.
It was like you were just a nice decoration. A beautiful woman on the battlefield not providing anything to the team or the mission.
You tried really, really hard not to snap at her but at this point it was impossible.
The adrenaline and stress of the current mission aren't helping either. It was going fine enough but everything could go wrong ver quickly. And of course, it did.
Sage was getting to the spike, ready to defuse it when you heard a very familiar voice shout.
" Fire in the hole! "
Every muscle in your body tensed as you looked at the surrounding walls, waiting for the bomb to fall on your head.
Your girlfriend acted faster than you by raising one of her walls for protection, but instead of shielding herself to defuse the spike she chose to but the wall in front of you leaving herself exposed in the process.
That proved to be a fatal mistake as soon after one of Raze's bombs blew up right in front of Sage. You watched in slow motion as the device flew across the battlefield and your girlfriend collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain.
You immediately reached for her and ignored the immense heat radiating from the burns in her body as you hid behind the closest cover.
You looked behind to see the rest of your team has picked up their efforts and the spike was currently being defused by Chamber.
Next thing you know you're the one waiting for Sage to wake up as you pitifully sit by her infirmary bed. When she wakes up you're ready to scold her, just like she does with you.
"I can't believe you didn't protect yourself. I'm a radiant for fucks sake I can protect myself. Besides the fact that you got injured and couldn't heal anyone after the battle, the damn defuser almost got busted. All because you thought I wasn't strong enough. Aren't you the one complaining about "not being just a healer" all the time? Aren't you tired of how everyone is treating you like you're made of glass and not letting you go to the front lines? Why do you treat me this way then?"
Sage was quiet for a long time and you thought about leaving before her raspy voice startled you.
"I see how I was at fault now. I'm sorry I... I never meant to hurt you like this I just felt such a strong need to protect you. I promise you from now on I'll let you fight your own battles."
• Viper •
Viper sees almost every single person in the Protocol as inferior to her and surprise surprise even though you two are dating and she does love like you it still needs time before it gets through her thick skull that you're not just her "little mouse" and instead can defend yourself.
A little part of Sabine keeps repeating a name from her past. A tragedy that she caused, someone that she couldn't save. That someone she loved like you and that someone was strong like you but in the end non of that mattered.
She tried to convince herself that in you she sees the same thing she does in everyone here in the protocol. She wishes she could look at you and think of a pathetic little mouse trying to befriend the snake. But she can't. She does try though.
You were ready for an easy mission today but when you saw your girlfriend walk in the mission room looking serious you knew this was going to be a hard one.
A mission in Omega Earth. Well that's a different one. Only KJ, Neon and Reyna had had the pleasure of visiting your lovely neighbours so far.
Viper always insisted that you come with her on every mission together because you work well as a team, which isn't a lie but the main reason she wants you close by is so that she can reach out and protect you whenever possible.
You hate it. Sometimes the rest of the protocol jokes around by saying that you're dating your mom.
This time you told yourself that you're going to act exactly how you do on every other mission, regardless of what Viper tells you to do.
But of course your girlfriend didn't like the defiance, especially not when she's your superior in the field. You were out numbered by a bunch of simple soldiers.
You wanted to charge in and take them out so you can enter the facility you were here to investigate. Viper insisted that there has to be more. Her experience told her that this is too easy, the Valorant Legion must be waiting inside.
You, of course, didn't listen to her and charged in anyway with a very angry Viper chasing after you.
The moment you walked into the facility you were faced with a pretty bad ambush. The both of you fought as hard as you could but in the end you barely made it with the help of the rest of the team.
The ride back was very awkward with Viper not taking a single break from glaring at you while you were trying to busy yourself with literally anything.
As expected you had an argument the moment you reached HQ.
"You disobeyed direct orders from your superior! What were you thinking?!"
"I'm tired of this Viper! Every single time we have a mission together you treat me like a stupid little girl that can't do shit on her own!"
"This isn't the point. You but your life in danger-"
"I don't care! I will not be treated like this anymore. I know you have a thing for belittling people but for fucks sake you must really get off on doing it to me because I can't count how many times you've destroyed my dignity. "
Taking a big breath from all the fighting you closed your eyes and run a hand through your hair. You didn't wait another second before leaving and heading to your room. If only you stayed a moment longer you would've seen a very rare sight. The one and only Viper standing there with her hands clenched and her lips pursed as she desperately tries to hold back her tears.
• Fade •
Fade was afraid. She couldn't, wouldn't, admit it. But she was so scared of you disappearing. Just like he did. She was terrified of her life ending up in an endless nightmare.
Sometimes she tells herself that this is unfair to you. That she can't keep caging you like this. She trues to turn a blind eye to it but she sees your frustrated and hurt expression every time she acts like your knight in shining armour.
She ignores these feelings as best as she can, it's not just for her it's for your own good as well. She knows when to step in, she knows your limits.
You on the other hand can't handle seeing her in pain because of you. She thinks she's protecting you but she's only putting herself in unnecessary danger. You know your limits better than her, you are aware if what's happening around you and when you need to charge in or pull out.
You try not to blame Fade. You know that she doesn't mean to demeanor you. She's only scared of loosing you. Hazal hasn't talked to you about the mystery man she's been trying to find either. Not much anyway, but from what you know he must've meant a lot to her.
You really want to talk with her about it. Communication is important and you know this well it's just that you don't know how to bring it up without hurting her or without her trying to slither her way out of the conversation.
You decided that the best way to do this would be to bring it up in the heat of the moment. Which inly meant that you simply would have to wait you're assigned in another mission together.
Thankfully it was sooner than you expected. Another usual mission for the Valorant Protocol. Defend your home by defusing the spike and winning another fight against the Valorant Legion.
Guns aren't your specialty per say since you mostly depend on your radiant abilities. Not that you can't aim but it is especially difficult when you can't see. Shooting from inside one of Omen's shadow domes is almost impossible you can't see who you're aiming at and you don't even know if it's friend or foe.
You're pretty confused when the dome disappears and you see no one in front of you. When you take a few steps forward you're surprised when Sky tackles you into the ground. The woman must be out of her wooden animals but still she's physically stronger than you.
You two continue to scramble for a little while before the world goes black. At first you thought she knocked you out but you quickly realised that this is your girlfriend's work.
When you come to you immediately try to look for Fade. She is shocked when she sees you but don't let her speak a word.
"I hope today taught you a lesson. You can't keep trying to protect me. Not like this anyway. I had everything under control and you ended up doing more bad than good."
"I-I know and I'm sorry but-"
"No buts, just promise me you'll never try to protect me again."
*I promise."
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Dom! Battle Sage x Sub Fem! Reader, but the reader has a mommy kink and praise kink.
;)
✮ — CAUGHT UP WITH MOMMY ; ling ‘sage’ ying wei
MINORS DNI . . . afab reader, nsfw ! — lowercase writing intended, mommy kink, praise kink, praising, cunnilingus, clothed sex, pantie gripping/pulling, dacryphilia, sage is a bit rough and mean, maybe a little more than a bit, (not proof read)
wc ; 1,1 k
MOSS' NOTES . . . THIS TOOK TOO LONG FUCK, this is not a masterpiece but it is filthy- anyway hope you enjoy bliss :)
sage was only trying to get two of her infirmary staff to stop arguing with each other and go on their separate way but she was on the edge of blowing up, this is not something she can take after just coming back from an especially difficult mission.
then you stepped between the three of them.
you commented that they were fooling around in the middle of a lot of work, instructing the three of them to get back to work or else viper or brimstone was going to hear about this. sage just huffed as you held your pathetic speech, trying to dominate the room with your temporary power. you dismissed the two staff members, and they listened without a word of complaint, leaving to restock the vulture. the healer crossed her arms as she asked you to step inside the back office to settle this matter.
“who told you to show off your personality like that? be arrogant?”
her knee was between your legs, pressing on your clothed core, hand squeezing your face and forcing you to look up at her. you shook your head as your fingernails dug into the weak material of the desk, escaping from her grip and your head falling on her shoulder while letting a luxurious moan out. sage reached inside your already unbuttoned pants, playing with your panties before gripping and then pulling on them cruelly.
“’m sorry, ‘m sorry!” you sobbed, thick tears clinging to your lashes as you gazed up. sage grinned at the droplets, wiping them away all while letting go of the lacy underwear and pushing you onto the desk. you were soaking wet; two fingers could have easily slipped inside you, but she had other plans.
sage grinned, her free hand reaching for one of the chairs in front of the table to pull closer muttering, “you know mommy can’t be angry at her sweet girl, right? she just needs to take a fill of what’s hers, taste that delicious pussy of yours, baby.” she talked while the sound of the chair moving rang in the room, pulling it closer for her to sit and to level herself with your core, the very thing she has been bottling her hunger up for.
the tips of her fingers glided along your skin, torturously slowly pulling down your somewhat tight-fitting pants and leaving a hot trail behind, letting them pool on the pristine white tiles.
“m-mommy, please, please, ‘m sorry!” you whine as she doesn’t waste time caressing your thighs like she does all the time, or how she doesn’t bite your inner thighs before diving into the mess between your thighs after moving your pretty pantie to the side. she doesn’t take time to be too nice, the way her arms loop around your legs to keep them open is cruel, then her nails dug into your skin and she lets out a vicious chuckle just as you let out a low whine.
a smirk pulls on sage’s lips as she takes in the glistening sight of your pussy, all for her to devour. “that’s a good girl, begging for mommy like this,” she trails off before she presses down on your clit, the tip of her tongue running down between your slick lips, your wall swelling with the need for wanting her to be inside you, it’s torture what she is putting you through.
slowly, sage slid her tongue along your folds, taking with her a good part of the cum that flowed abundantly through your slit. using two fingers she parted your lips, leaving your clit and entrance even more exposed to her. the healer focused on your bundle of nerves, licking and sucking greedily, sometimes running her tongue along your eager entrance which twitched with each slithering movement. sage loosened her arms around your thighs before completely letting go, her hands now filling with the full flesh of your ass, squeezing fervently.
your answering cry was music to the healer’s ears, your hips wounding higher as she got to work. “mommy, please i- fuck…” you stutter, your mouth hanging open the slightest as she increased the intensity with which she sucked you, closing her lips around your clit, licking the tips as she sucked your swollen nub.
ling is in awe as she looks up at you through her lashes- you’re stunning, flushed, and practically stupid with lust. her eyes are still locked on yours as her tongue firmly laps up the sweet and salty slick, darting into your wetness and drawing up to your clit. you catch the whine in your throat, panting and wriggling on the edge of the table. your hand drops from your side to her shoulder, gripping weakly to shake her but as she swirled her tongue against your entrance your mind could not control your muscles.
your thigh began to quiver, squeezing around sage’s as more incoherent pleases, and whimpers escaped your usually composed lips. it didn’t take much for her to realize your peak was just around the corner. a stronger suck and her now untangled hand groping at your clothed breast were all it took for you to let out a high gasp, soundless moan leaving you as you let all your sweetness out on sage’s tongue.
“you taste amazing, my sweet girl tastes as sweet as i know she does.” she praises you after she pulls away from your now dripping core, her chin covered in your juices as she lets go of your breasts and one of her her hands slip down to your pussy. “being so obedient, not fighting back, apologizing…” she whispers lowly as the tips of her finger push into your leaking entrance and takes a sample of your cum.
“a good, a very good girl does that, and you are my good girl. you did so good for me, mhm, i can’t be prouder- here,” she mumbles into your ears after pushing herself up from the chair, you hum as she pulls her fingers out of you, nuzzling your head into her neck. she nudges her coated digits to your lips, assuming that you would turn her down, she had never asked you to do this before, but she is dumbfounded when you open your mouth just wide enough for her to slip her fingers in.
“you never fail to amaze me, my sweet princess.” she sighs as she watches her fingers disappear in between your lips, your tongue uncoordinated as it tries to clean her. oh what a guilty pleasure is this, to see you so dumb for mommy you can’t even control your own body.
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Valorant Agents react to reader giving them something for Christmas
Part 1: featuring Viper, Sage, Reyna and Killjoy
a/n: fluff; tried to stay true to their personalities
Viper: The Valorant Protocol headquarters buzzed with the festive cheer of the holiday season. Agents gathered in the decorated living room, exchanging gifts, laughter, and stories. Yet, amidst the celebration, one notable absence was felt—Viper. As you scanned the room, you noticed your solitary gift wrapped under the Christmas tree, adorned with a tag bearing Viper's name. You weren't surprised that she hadn't joined the festivities; that was simply who she was. Still, a pang of concern tugged at you. You decided to investigate, grabbing the present and making your way down to Viper's cold laboratory.
Entering the lab, you found her hunched over a table, engrossed in her work. "Why aren't you up there, celebrating with us?" you asked, your voice careful not to disrupt her focus. "I don't have time for that. I am working on something important," she replied coolly, not bothering to look up. Respecting her dedication to her craft, you wordlessly placed the gift near the door, a silent acknowledgment of your understanding. You left without a word, the door closing behind you.
Late into the night, as Viper meticulously finished her work, she noticed the wrapped present on the wooden surface. With a sigh, she decided to open it. To her surprise, the gift was a beautifully bound book about toxins and potions. As she flipped through the pages, it became evident that you had not only heard but truly listened when she spoke about her work. A wave of guilt washed over Viper. She knew she had chosen her lab over the celebration, and it left an emptiness she hadn't anticipated. Compelled by a newfound sense of connection, she decided to check if you were still awake. Approaching the living room, she glimpsed everyone having fun but hesitated at the entrance.
You caught sight of her from the corner of your eye, and for a moment, your eyes met. Without a word, she turned to leave. However, a small smile played on her lips, and as she walked away, a subtle warmth spread through her, knowing that even in her solitary world, someone cared enough to understand her.
Sage: The air at the Christmas market was filled with the enchanting melodies of holiday tunes, the tantalizing scent of roasted chestnuts, and the warm glow of festive lights. Sage and you strolled through the market, taking in the cheerful atmosphere, stopping at various stalls to explore the unique crafts and treats.
Amidst the lively crowd, you couldn't help but notice a beautifully adorned booth showcasing an array of rare and aromatic herbs. It seemed like the perfect place to find a special gift for Sage. The vendor, an artisan with a passion for botanical wonders, explained the healing properties of each herb, and your mind immediately connected the dots. As you selected a collection of rare herbs known for their soothing and healing properties, a sense of excitement welled up within you. The vibrant colors and fragrant aromas seemed to complement the festive ambiance of the market.
Spotting Sage a few steps away, engrossed in examining a display of handmade ornaments, you approached her with a smile. "I found something I thought you'd love," you said, presenting the carefully wrapped package. Sage's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she took the gift. "Oh, what's this?" she wondered aloud, unwrapping it with gentle anticipation. As the herbs were revealed, Sage's face lit up with delight. "This is amazing! How did you know I would love this?" she exclaimed, cradling the herbs in her hands. "Well, I thought it would be a perfect way to bring a bit of healing and nature into the holiday season," you replied with a grin.
Sage's warm laughter resonated through the market, and she pulled you into a grateful hug. The two of you continued to explore the market, the gift serving as a tangible reminder of the thoughtful connection you shared amid the festive magic of the Christmas market. Later that evening, as you rejoined the celebration with the other agents, Sage proudly displayed her newfound treasures, grateful for the thoughtful and heartwarming gesture.
Reyna: The Valorant Protocol training facility echoed with the metallic clangs of weapons and the energetic chatter of agents preparing for their next mission. In the midst of this controlled chaos, you made your way to the training area, a small, carefully wrapped box in hand. You were about to give Reyna a gift that you hoped would speak to the fierce and proud nature that defined her.
As you approached her, Reyna was in the process of inspecting her weaponry, her eyes gleaming with confidence. "Ready for our training session, cariño?" she called out, her voice bold and assertive. "Absolutely," you replied with a confident smile, holding out the gift. "But first, I have something for you." Reyna arched an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity breaking through her composed demeanor. "A gift, huh? You sure know how to keep things interesting." With a smirk, she accepted the box, her agile fingers making quick work of the wrapping. The vibrant purple necklace inside caught her attention, and for a moment, her typically fierce expression softened. "Well, well. What's this?" Reyna mused, her eyes locked onto the bold piece of jewelry. "Trying to make me look even more intimidating, mi amor?" You chuckled, enjoying the banter. "More like giving you something as fierce and unique as you are."
Reyna examined the necklace, the intensity in her gaze giving way to a quiet acknowledgment. "Gracias!" As she fastened the necklace around her neck, the vivid purple complemented the strength in her presence. The two of you headed into the training session, the necklace becoming an emblem of Reyna's unyielding spirit. Throughout the drills and simulations, Reyna wore the necklace with a sense of pride, a subtle reminder that even the most savage warriors could appreciate a touch of elegance. As the training session concluded and the agents regrouped, Reyna shot you a knowing look, a wordless expression of gratitude that transcended her fierce exterior. The necklace had become more than a gift; it was a symbol of the unique connection between you and the relentless agent known for her savage prowess on the battlefield.
Killjoy: The younger agents of the Valorant protocol came up with the idea of Secret Santa for Christmas. As luck would have it, Killjoy's name was written on your note. And you knew right away what you were going to give her as her Secret Santa! For months, she had been constantly talking about a high-tech component that she needed for one of her new inventions. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack, but sooner or later you found what you were looking for. When the day of anonymous gifting came, you placed the gift right outside her room door early in the morning.
Just as you were having breakfast, Killjoy came into the kitchen with the finely wrapped gift in her hand. Without knowing what was in the package, she was already smiling all over her face. She sat down with you, Jett, and Neon at the table and unwrapped the gift.
As KJ teared open the wrapping paper to find a sleek, high-tech gadget her eyes light up with surprise. "No way! How did they know I wanted this?" she exclaimed, immediately running to her lab.
As you walked past her lab, you could see that Klara was already working on her invention. You leaned against the door frame and asked if she would like to decorate the Christmas tree with you. She jumped right up, ran up to you and took you in her arms. "Thank you," she whispered in your ear, squeezing you even tighter. “For what?”, you asked smiling. “For being the best Secret Santa!”
“No idea, what you are talking about”, you say. Klara just looked at you with genuine appreciation for your attentiveness to her interests.
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Hello, Hello.
Do you think you could write Domestic life /living together head cannons for Sage, Viper, Jett and Skye?
𝔻𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤
Words: 300
𝕊𝕒𝕘𝕖:
She’ll cook you both meals almost everyday and for everymeal.
Has set up a chore chart, although she willingly does most of them.
Let her do the shopping, she’ll get everything you need even if it’s not on the list.
Collected a box full of polaroids sitting under the bed, of you and your friends.
Leave her in charge of the decor, somehow creates the best colour combos with even the worst choices.
𝕍𝕚𝕡𝕖𝕣:
Surprisingly she learned how to make desserts and very basic meals, so please don’t expect her to cook often.
Has made a schedule for everyday, including meals, activities, breaks and everything in between.
Is a major bookworm, has built the multiple shelves housing her books.
She knows the basics of fixing stuff around the place, so you can rely on her for some of that.
Has a couch in her study, she’ll let you sit next to or on her lap while reading.
𝕁𝕖𝕥𝕥:
Is a morning cuddler, you will be trapped for another 10-15 minutes.
While she is a chef you’ll catch her making mainly dinner, lunch and breakfast isn’t her specialty but she’ll try.
Has a massive collection of posters collected through the years, and they will be hung up in almost every room.
Leaves you little love notes each morning, but they’re either not readable or in perfect, clear writing. No in between.
Absolutely the little spoon, has to be facing you though.
𝕊𝕜𝕪𝕖:
100% a plant mum, constantly brings more home.
Is a decent cook, but she isn’t cooking everyday.
I believe she paints regularly, will hang them around the place.
Not the best cook but is amazing at barbecuing, so you get the first plate.
Willing to sit in silence as she paints while you sit nearby, just wants to spend time with you.
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𝙗𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙡𝙮 / 𝙨𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙭 𝙜𝙣!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧
inspired by sage and her iconic butterfly knife moment in the new cinematic. enjoy you thirsty animals
prompt: while sitting in the common area doing reports, you can't help but take notice to sage's skill with her butterfly knife
words: 1200
warnings: light spice, omega earth sage being dommy mommy, omen being omen
You have an issue.
It’s incredibly difficult to get anything done when Sage is in the room. Ordinarily, you’d have no problem working alongside the healer to get the massive stack of reports done, but when she’s doing that every second, it’s causing little to get done on your end.
One might ask what is she doing?
You glance up from your tablet, hearing the sharp schink! as Sage flips out her butterfly knife, twirling it between her fingers with a practiced ease that is oh so casual. She’s not even looking at it, too engrossed in reading a report you’d just finished a few moments ago. Internally, you cringe; the report is likely bad by her standards because Sage’s knife has been attractively distracting.
You look back down and keep typing, inhaling a breath of the recycled oxygen that comes through the vents of the common room. No such thing as fresh oxygen these days. The supply of Radianite here leaves little room for any advancement, hence the Protocol going out to get more.
If only our copies would stop getting in the way, you think to yourself.
Sccccchink! Sage’s knife brings your eyes back up, her fingers nimbly avoiding the sharp edge as she flips and twists it over her knuckles, doing complicated combos that must’ve taken hours to perfect. Of course, Sage would know how to do the advanced moves— if there’s anyone who could, it would be her.
“Something the matter?” Sage’s voice cuts through the noise of the vents cycling through. Immediately, you shake your head, looking back down at the tablet to fill out the rest of the section you’d been working on, detailing a successful spike mission, but it’s even harder to focus on that when you know Sage is looking at you. Curiosity lines her eyes, and you pretend the flush on your cheeks is because you’re wearing a comfy hoodie.
Temporarily persuaded, Sage goes back to her little knife tricks, leaving a swarm of butterflies in your stomach every time you look up at her. Every so often (maybe too often), Sage catches you looking. You can’t help yourself— Sage’s strength and confidence has always been one of the primary reasons you like her so much, as a person and as a leader.
And as something more, dipshit.
Being alone with her in the common room isn’t exactly helping your wandering mind, either. If only Jett were here; she would be ruthlessly teasing the shit out of you right about now.
Sage stands up abruptly, twirling her knife still in her hand as she walks over to you. The butterflies in your tummy intensify by tenfold.
“Curious?” Sage asks, flipping the knife in her hand before throwing it into the air. It spins in circles before landing in her palm, closed and shut. You nod once, hoping your enthusiasm doesn’t show too much in front of her. Sage drops down onto the couch beside you, making you sit up a little straighter. Yet, she’s all too casual with the way she leans back and starts showing off again.
She’s indulging, you realize. Sage hardly ever shows off.
“It’s really cool,” you say, holding your tablet to your chest. “I would cut my hand off if I tried doing that.”
“It takes practice,” Sage replies, before looking at you with a slight smirk. “Plus some dexterity. It’s hard to do tricks if your fingers can’t keep with the pace.”
You’re not sure if she was actually insinuating something more with that, but your face burns up anyway. Sage laughs, flipping her knife into the open position before turning her body towards yours. The tip of her knife comes to rest on your chin, tilting it up to meet her eyes.
“I could teach you,” Sage murmurs, “If you’re willing to learn. You need patience, practice… flexibility.”
You swallow, forcing out a small laugh that feels incredibly awkward. “I don’t feel like we’re talking about the knife anymore.”
Sage flips the knife closed after withdrawing it, the sound a loud click that feels akin to making a final decision. The healer tilts her head to the side. “Are we?”
You notice her eyes dip down to your lips, and you take your chances.
Sage meets you halfway for a kiss, the thought of reports and papers all but abandoned as you meld yourself with her. At some point, you make the ballsy decision to straddle her on the couch, caging her in with your arms. Kissing her is unlike anything you’ve ever felt, ever experienced— it’s something that opens your eyes, a faint coldness to her lips reminding you of the way her healing orbs feel like the cool ocean water over your skin.
She seems pleased by this result, and honestly? So are you.
Though it might seem that you have the upper hand and upper position, Sage makes it clear she’s controlling the pace, her hands on your chin to stop you from getting too greedy with it. She forces it slower, until all you truly feel are the worn callouses from years spent shooting a rifle and the heartbeat that thunders in your chest and in hers.
The switch is flipped; Sage pushes you back onto the flat length of the couch, holding your hands above your head with only one of hers. It leaves you struggling to breath as your eyes meet. Something burns in her irises.
“I see you watching,” Sage whispers, flipping her knife open. She drags the flat of the blade along your shirt, not nearly enough pressure for it to be threatening, but the motion of it leaves your core aching. “I see you staring when I’m training. Is there something you want? Say it.”
You thought you hadn’t been so obvious— maybe you were, if Jett noticed. Maybe you were being obvious by standing near the windows that peer into the training room whenever Sage was in there working out her anger and her stress, marveling over her form and her fighting and her body and her—
Stop it.
Sage’s warm breath tickles your cheek. “Say it.”
You swallow your pride for the easiest sentence you’ve ever said.
“I want you.”
The corner of Sage’s mouth turns up. She kisses you, softer than the rest, and this one feels only a thousand times more intense with the weight of her body on yours. You wish you could reach for her, wish you could touch her and kiss her all over—
The door to the common room opens. Before Sage can pull away, both of you turn to see Omen standing there, holding his beloved bonsai tree in both hands as if cupping a bowl. He looks at you, then Sage, the slits of his eyes pulsing. Omen looks down at his bonsai.
“Not a word, Omen, and I’ll buy you the bonsai scissors you want,” Sage says, sitting up and pulling you along with her. You’re a mess right now, and it’s only a little embarrassing that Omen is seeing you like this.
Pleased by the development, Omen places his bonsai down at the table and takes a seat. Sage winks at you, stepping off the couch and taking her tablet to join him.
You’re left on the couch staring at the ceiling with the thought of what the fuck just happened?
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A/N: ehehe top sage brain go brrrrr
#sage x reader#valorant sage x reader#sage#sage valorant#sage imagines#valorant x reader#valorant imagines#ling ying wei#valorant
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the set up
pairing: sage x reader
prompt: phoenix, cypher, kj, raze and jett like to meddle in your love life and attempt to set you up with sage
word count: ~3.000
warning: probably inaccurate descriptions of a game of chess
A/N: I tried to keep it gender neutral this time, but if there are any descriptions etc that seems to lean towards one gender or another just let me know and I’ll fix it
"You're doing it again."
You blinked, tearing your eyes away from the chess pieces and raising an eyebrow at the masked man in front of you. You moved your knight forward without a second glance, knowing that you'd already been taking your sweet time.
"What do you mean?" you inquired, puzzled by his statement.
Cypher hummed, playing with the black bishop he had captured from you already.
"You are distracted", he told you after a moment of consideration, "Otherwise, you would not have made this move."
Swiftly, your teammate put his queen forward to take the space your knight had previously occupied. You let out a frustrated breath of air, realizing your blunder. Cypher snatched your piece up triumphantly, adding to his already large pile.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
"I'm not sure they're worth that much", you shook your head, eyes back on the board as you weighed your options. Your king was castled in, and beside your three pawns and rook, you only had your queen on the backline. Let's just say the odds were not in your favour.
Cypher chuckled at your response, leaning across the board conspiratorially, which distracted you from your deliberations.
"Quite on the contrary, I think they're invaluable. Especially since they've been so preoccupied with someone else recently..."
You froze, eyes meeting his gleeful ones hidden behind the mask. Was it that obvious? You had tried to hide your interest as well as you could. But keeping secrets from the Moroccan was pretty much impossible. His net of information was weaved too thickly, and it appears as though you had just been caught, stuck to his web like an unlucky fly at the mercy of a spider.
You sighed, moving your rook to put his queen in check.
"Why ask if you already know?"
"Well, I know some of it. However, details are important in my profession", swiftly he moved one of his pawns forward, blocking your rook, "And obviously, I'm also worried about you, my dear friend."
You captured his pawn, knowing he would retaliate with his queen, but not caring all too much.
"Worried?", you asked instead, raising an eyebrow. Cypher chuckled, moving his queen as you had predicted.
"Yes. After all, who will I play with after your brain has completely turned into lovesick mush?"
"Funny."
Your conversation seemed to have piqued the interest of your other teammates in the room, much to your dismay. Phoenix was the first across the room, slinging an arm around your shoulder with a big grin as he joined you on the bench you were sitting on.
"Aw, does someone have a crush?"
You pushed his arm off with a roll of your eyes, but Phoenix's smile didn't diminish as he continued to pester you.
"Now, who is the special someone that's caught your interest, huh? I thought you were immune to those kinds of feelings."
"Maybe it's just when you are involved", Jett quipped slyly, "You get that reaction a lot, don't you, pretty boy?"
"Hahaha", Phoenix said sarcastically, throwing Jett a glare. She shrugged it off nonchalantly, turning her attention to Cypher. Luckily, the Moroccan had the good sense not to say anything yet, much to the chagrin of your nosy friends. Unluckily, your friends are stubborn and insist on figuring it out themselves.
"It's got to be someone from the Protocol, no? Why else would they be so secretive?", Killjoy threw in, still working on her bot but nevertheless invested. Raze nodded her head eagerly in agreement.
"Good point. It's not like they have much of a social life outside of work."
"Hey!", you protested at the underhand dig, but neither Razenor anyone else took notice, intent on figuring this out themselves.
"It's probably no one in this room, right?"
"Maybe it's Brimstone-zinho? Would explain why they're so embarrassed."
"The boss man?! No way!"
"I agree. I like Brim, but I don't think he's the...uh...right age."
"He's not that old."
"And who knows, maybe that's something they're into."
You buried your face in your hands, shaking your head at their guesses. Cypher laughed in amusement, earning himself a glare from you.
You decided it was probably in your best interest to make a swift escape. Looking at the chess pieces, you purposefully moved your queen to a compromising position, allowing thatwould not only make her easy to capture but simultaneously put your king in checkmate. Cypher tsked, recognizing what you were trying to do.
"Trying to lose now, are we?", he asked, tilting his head to the side. The others quieted down, probably hearing the dangerously sly tone of his voice. You swallowed. Maybe you had miscalculated.
"Cypher...", you warned to no effect.
The Moroccan turned one of the black pieces over in his hand. You could swear that underneath that mask of his he was grinning from ear ot ear.
"Well, my dear friend, since our game seems to be concluding, allow me to give you some sage advice before you leave: the worst thing that can happen is she says 'no'. It might make it awkward at first and even hurt, but you know what they say: time heals all wounds. Even those of the heart."
There was a moment of silence as the others gaped at you with wide eyes, waiting for your reaction to Cypher's pretty on-the-nose hints. You paid them no mind, eyes narrowing at the Morrocan, and mouth pulling into a frown.
"Wow, very clever, Amir", you muttered sarcastically.
All hell broke loose around you as your teammates started to talk over each other excitedly.
"You like Sage?!"
"Oh wow, did not expect that one."
"Is that why you're helping out in the infirmary so often?"
"Are we talking simple crush, or are you in love with her?"
"Guys", you interrupted them with a pointed look, making them shut up, "I don't want to talk about it."
"What?", Raze exclaimed, excitedly twirling a screwdriver between her fingers, "You can't drop a bombshell like this and not give us anything more!"
You rolled your eyes, tempted to point out that you didn't drop anything, but knowing that would only start a whole new argument.
"At least tell us what your plan is. How are you going to win her over?", Phoenix jumped in, refusing to drop the matter.
"I'm not. I'm pretty sure she doesn´t likes me back."
"Of course she likes you! You guys spend so much time together. Plus, she talks about you all the time."
You glanced at Jett, curiosity piqued.
"She does?"
"All the time", Jett repeated, and the others nodded in agreement.
Against your better judgement, you felt a spark of hope rise in your chest, wishing to light up your heart. You were quick to put it out.
"That doesn't mean anything", you tell them as much as yourself, "I'm simply better off keeping it quiet. Something you will do too if you value your life."
Kj, Raze and Jett respectively let out defeated sighs, shrugged or silently consented. Phoenix, on the other hand, looked less than willing to comply, staring at you incredulously.
"Nah, man, you can't just give up! Where's your fighting spirit?"
"I prefer to save it for the battlefield", you replied dryly, "Why fight a battle that's already lost?"
Cypher stared at the chess board with a frown.
"If your love life is anything like this match, then you are definitely sabotaging yourself", he stated, finally claiming your queen and putting your king in checkmate with a disappointed sigh. With the game finally over, you eagerly got up from your chair, more than happy to remove yourself from this situation.
You paused at the door, turning back to your teammates.
"Not a word of this to Sage. Understood?"
They nodded, and you left satisfied with their answer.
A beat of silence. Cypher stood up from his seat, looking at his colleagues with a mischievous smile.
"What would you guys say to a little matchmaking?"
Four heads eagerly nodded at his suggestion, matching grins on their faces.
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"Busy day?"
You perked up from your spot on the office chair, a soft smile automatically gracing your lips as soon as you set eyes on your favourite colleague. Sage looked as though she had come straight from the aircraft to the infirmary: still clad in her mission outfit, face slightly covered in dust and dirt.
"You could say that", you said, sitting up from your slumped position, knowing how much Sage liked to scold you for your bad posture, "There was a bit of an incident in the kitchen, but nothing I couldn't handle."
Sage stopped next to you to lean against the desk, hands bracing against the top of the table. From your position in the chair, she looked even taller than she usually did, towering over you like this. She nodded her head, eyes trailing to the door momentarily.
"I heard. I'll have to have a word with Phoenix about using his abilities around flammable materials. Again."
You chuckled, shaking your head.
"Yeah, well, at least no one was too seriously hurt. Second-degree burns are an easy fix, more or less."
With a nonchalant shrug, you held up your arm to show off the irritations and slight scars adorning your skin: The results of your work day in the infirmary. You are usually left with some kinds of aches, wounds or bruises. Unlike Sage or Skye, your healing powers were more indirect in nature: You were only really able to heal yourself (which, although quicker than normal human healing, still took a bit of time). So, whenever you treated one of your patients, you had to use your powers to transfer their injuries to yourself and then wait for the healing process to kick in. It was tedious work, exhausting for you and much less efficient, but better than not having any healer around.
Sage's brow furrowed in concern, and before you could reassure her, she wordlessly took hold of one of your arms, examining your injuries more closely. Her fingers ghosted over the marks, which faded in the wake of her cold caress. Your heart picked up speed, surprised at the chief healer's touch. Delicately she switched to your other arm and healed the remaining scars as well.
"I'm sorry that you've had to help out so much recently", she murmured, eyes focused on her task. You mustered up an easy smile.
"It's okay. I don't mind. I was the one who volunteered after all."
"I know. But you were supposed to act as an assistant only", Sage reminded you with a sigh, "Lately it almost seems like you are running the infirmary all by yourself. It's not fair to you, knowing the price that you pay for your help."
Her fingers trailed over your arms once more, over the scars that were now invisible. You were sure the tingling sensation you felt had nothing to do with her powers.
"It doesn't hurt that much. It stings, and it's uncomfortable, I won't lie. But it's a small price to pay for the well-being of our teammates."
She sighed, silently acknowledging the truth in your words. Slowly she let go of your arm, her fingers instead moving to toy with her ring. A habitat she couldn't seem to break.
"I suppose", she started, meeting your eyes once more, almost sheepishly, "I guess I simply don't like seeing you hurt, even if it is inconsequential."
Her admission made your breath hitch, and you had to silently remind yourself not to read too much into her words. Sage was just a caring person, she'd say the same thing to any of your teammates. You offered her a grateful smile but before you could articulate a response, the two of you were interrupted by the sound of the announcement system crackling to life. Sage and you both jumped at the unexpected noise, the chief healer moving a couple of inches away from you. You hadn't even realised how close you had been to one another, but now that knowledge made your face grow warm.
"All agents please assemble in conference room B for an emergency briefing. I repeat, all agents to conference room B, please."
The robotic female voice announced over the speakers, the sound echoing through the big room. You turned to Sage quizzically, but the second in command looked just as surprised as you did.
"An unscheduled briefing. Must be serious", you mused and Sage nodded in agreement. Pushing herself away from the table, she offered a hand to you.
"We better not waste any time then."
You took her hand, letting her pull you to your feet. Together you walked the distance to the conference room in companionable silence. The lights in the room were already on, and the screen usually used for presentations was powered up. However, there was no one else besides the two of you there yet. Moreover, it smelled like someone had eaten lunch in there recently, the aroma of spices still fresh in the air.
"Looks like we're the first to arrive", Sage observed, walking forward to sit down in the nearest chair, "Strange that we beat both Jett and Neon."
You turned to look towards the door, expecting someone, anyone to enter any moment. The hallway remained completely quiet. Strange indeed.
"Shouldn't Brim be here already?", you asked suspiciously, turning to Sage, "Assuming he's the one that called the meeting, that is."
You had a feeling something about this briefing was off. However, your realization came too late. In a fraction of a second the door to the conference room slid shut behind you. A click signalling that the locks had been activated. You briefly exchanged an alarmed look with Sage, before hurrying towards the door. You punched in the usual codes on the access panel. Error.
"Locked", you stated the obvious. Sage joined you at the pad typing in a different sequence of numbers. Her brows pulled together in a frown.
"The override codes aren't working either."
"Cypher and Killjoy", you muttered, your suspicions clear. Sage gave you a puzzled look.
"Why would they lock us in here?"
Before you could think of an answer, the lights suddenly dimmed, and the speakers crackled to life once more.
"This one's for you, my dear friend. Enjoy", Cypher's voice stated in a mischievous tone. Your stomach tightened in dread.
The blank screen switched to show footage of a crackling fireplace and soft jazz music started to play over the speakers. To your right, one of the built-in cabinets opened up, revealing a pull-out table set with fine silverware, chandeliers and hot food, the source of the smell you had noticed while entering.
You were mortified, relaizing that this whole thing was a set up. Even worse, it was a bad set-up. There was no way Sage didn't understand the implications of your situation. Your friends' pathetic attempt at matchmaking must have made your romantic feelings for her clear as day. Your face grew hot in embarassment, and you avoided looking at Sage. The healer laid a gentle hand on your arm to catch your attention.
"What is all this?"
You swallowed, deciding to play it as cool as you could.
"Dinner, apparently. Hungry?"
Quickly you moved to the table, pulling out a chair for the Chinese and swiftly moving to lift the cover from the food to reveal some fancy pasta dish. It smelled amazing, you had to admit, but you honestly felt too jittery for food. Still, you plated some for you and Sage, who was taking this impromptu meal in stride.
"Wine?", she asked, taking the bottle sitting in a small chiller and offering it to you. Mutely you nodded, and she poured some for both of you. Red. You had no idea if it clashed with your meal or not. You didn't really care as long as it helped against the embarrassment you felt.
You took a long sip, sneaking a look at the healer as she tried the pasta. You could tell she was somewhat confused but too considerate to push you for more information. Or maybe she was just starving. She had just returned from a mission, after all.
You set down your glass, absentmindedly picking at your food.
"It's pretty good", Sage offered, trying to encourage you to eat, having misinterpreted your lack of hunger for hesitation. Her smile was so kind you couldn't help but return it.
"Jett must have cooked it", you guessed, "The others are useless in the kitchen."
Sage chuckled at that, probably also recalling Raze and Killjoy's failed attempt at making scrambled eggs for breakfast.
"Although, I suppose Phoenix tried to help, resulting in the fiery accident that you had to deal with earlier today", Sage guessed, and your eyes widened. You hadn't even considered that these two incidents could be connected. You shook your head amused. Curse your meddling, well-meaning friends.
"I'm sorry for all of this", you apologized sincerely, finally meeting her eyes, "I'm afraid it's all my fault."
Sage shook her head, reaching across to take your hand in a reassuring gesture that made your breath hitch.
"I can imagine worse fates", Sage admitted softly, "In fact, a candle-lit dinner with you sounds like the ideal way to spend an evening."
She squeezed your hand, with a smile.
"Next time, just ask me out yourself, alright? I fear to imagine what other matchmaking schemes our friends would come up with."
You couldn't stop the feeling of hope spreading through your chest this time.
"Does that mean you'd like to go out with me again? Romantically? On a date?"
Sage laughed, the most beautiful laugh you had ever heard.
"Of course I do! I thought I made it pretty obvious that I like you. I gave you all the signs."
You blinked, cocking your head to the side in confusion.
"You did?"
Sage shook her head affectionately, letting go of your hand to continue eating.
"I'll tell you all about it if you take me out to dinner this weekend", she said slyly.
You grinned, picking up a forkful of food.
"It's a date."
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𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐘 .
( Synopsis ) But now, you were merely another stranger in my story.
( Author’s Note ) Angst works I wrote for each agent because I was bored.
( Pairings ) Separate! Chamber and Sage x GN! Reader
( Content Warnings ) Angst. Insecurities. Mentions of being blind to their self-worth. We just bully Chamber. You get to decide where the story continues :3
( Word Count ) 1.1k words // EDITED!
[ star chosen: i play the devil and you play the sinner . ]
CHAMBER narcissistically believed he could conquer anything.
His ideals are spoken to be a perfect stairway to heaven— by the liars. His priorities paved a flawless cobblestone path within the flourishing forests— which have been trampled on by sinners and burned by the ashes. His dreams and wishes were attainable, logical, and within his field of expertise— but the trolls would be doing their mischievous best to dump buckets of paint over his pristine long-sleeved vest.
Then he manipulates their desperate minds— "I've been where you've been before. Follow me and I can guide you to paradise." Some fell down the ravine while others barely jumped over, fingers scraping the edge of the rough surface while chanting in their heads for nothing to step on their hands— their only hope for freedom. Because who would hear and believe the pleas of a stranger in the middle of nowhere?
Wherever he stood, he was in charge. He demanded the orders and tricked the naïve who truly believed that a reward can be shared. Did they actually think they deserved the reward? But wasn't he the one who guided everyone to claim that shiny chocolate-looking trophy? Was he not the one who pushed everyone's motivation up the steep mountain and beyond the horizon? So it should be him getting it, is it not true?
When a man like Chamber is stripped of his freedom, he clips the wings of the flocks around him that were preparing to flap their wings and chains them to his designer-made shoes. Because if one suffers, the rest suffers with them. If one fails, the others shall fail with them.
So imagine the oh-so-perfect smile you plastered on your face, delighted and totally over the moon when he disgustingly kissed your hand with those greedy lips of his. Overpainted with lip balm, chemicals that could be smelled miles away.
"My love, why do your lips look swollen?" You spoke with faux, spoiled honey dripping from your voice into the broken honey jar that lay on the rickety wooden table crawling with ants.
"My apologies, I had a meeting with my boss before our marvelous outing and you know how tedious and nerve-wracking it can be, no? You are aware of how much I bite my lips when I feel, out of my comfort zone." Chamber smirked. Arrogance. Overconfidence. Superiority and audacity.
You pulled your lips up in amusement, this man, how many more pages and words does he need to remove from his dictionary until he runs out of lies to profess to the crowd before him?
You can't wait to make him fall in love with you only to trample his prestige under your shoes.
For what better satisfaction was there when making the other realize they cared only when you were gone?
Darling, there was no better way than swinging the chain of a second chance in front of their very eyes, only to rust and break the precious chain in the heat of the juncture.
Oh. He'll pay for breaking hearts.
[ star chosen: love can’t heal safe-hatred, dear darling of mine. ]
Monks were expected to serve in their life and bow with their souls, as they were blessed with the gift of breathing the same air as the steady earth. People were expected to keep the promises that spilled out their careless tongues, the devil haunting the revelation as they awaited a feast to consume. Or else, calamity would dwell on the mortal reefs, and sprouts of turmoil would prosper in the Garden of Eve. SAGE failed in doing so— out of youth and unfamiliarity— yet she believed deep inside her locked nature, she was spared from that forsaken tragedy. But why? Why, her?
She failed to meet the expectations of the world's most renowned scientist. She failed to reach her arm far enough down the well, rocks violently shuddering above her fragile head, ready to tip down and decline. Yet the instinct of survival won the match and jerked her as both their fingers touched, and he smiled. The moon smiled, giving birth to its small light and repaying the sun after centuries and centuries of empty promises.
He was ethereal, a dream to behold, his smile revealing a man listening to seatherny. It was irenic. Then the moon died, reverting to its boring, stony state.
The rocks collapsed above his head as her mind blanked. All that remained was a shadow and a bitter raven. The bitter raven believed she left without a wound. How dare the radiant healer, one of the first known to race yet brought nothing but loss.
But she did leave with a wound, a wound cut so deep she neglected to treat it. What was a privilege to be called a scholar when the teachings of academia after hours of— writing, hunching over the desk with candle wax dripping down the hourglass, languished on her?
Now here she stood, under the dim yellow lights that hung off her compartment— eyeliner perfectly winged without a single proof of mishap, and hair neatly pinned up in a bun with a traditional vintage hair clip. Sage clutched her purse as she gazed at the crooked mirror hanging on her wall.
"...You want to break up?"
Something stomped over and over in your voice, your mouth dry and lips slightly chapped. A shudder went through your stiff spine at how empty and defeated your girlfriend spoke.
"Yes, let's break up."
If there was one thing that you will ever know, is that your heart will only ever beat for your one eternal love. You accepted that in the realm of the living, the woman who knitted the strings around your heart would always have you wrapped around her graceful fingers.
But where was sacrifice between the strings of two lovers when one desperately knelt in front of the throne out of self-loathe and overflowing unpretentiousness?
Did she give you enough affection today? That dress looks pretty... but it would most likely be horrendous on her. Is her hair perfectly styled? Putting it down would be nice once in a while... no, she'll keep it up. You’re smiling, good— you're happy, she's happy.
"Sage."
Mirrors of two souls met in front of illuminating reflections on the first dawn of the season.
"I wanted to be in a relationship because I love you. I—I see a future with you! And I'm not scared of it at all because I know we'll be there together. But you keep on giving, and giving and giving— I never got a chance to show you how much I care for you. You throw away all the learnings and wisdom you gained when we were first never together down the drain, for the sake of 'satisfying' this relationship."
"Can't you see I'm more than in love with you? I’d burn my soul just for you."
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VALORANT AGENTS REACTING TO THEIR S/O GETTING INJURED ON A MISSION
featuring - sage, killjoy, cypher, yoru, sova, gekko, viper
a/n : cyphers part contains a lot of angst and alcohol talk. i couldnt let it ALL be fluff 😋
✮~ Sage ~✮
literally the sweetest ever, but this doesn't need to be said
if its a minor injury, she will definitely be giving you a talk about being safer and how to prevent that from happening
"but what if it was something more serious? something even I couldn't heal? you must be more careful angel."
if her s/o was harmed badly, she would do two things.
one, she would immedietely drop everything and rush towards healing you, this woman will stay up all night trying to heal you and make sure that there is not so much as a scratch left on your body. she would definitely overwork herself but making sure you are alright is all that matters.
two, the second you are stable and resting, she is going to find out whichever enemy agent hurt you and fuck. them. up.
im talking full battle sage, she will have no mercy if the injury they caused was threatening enough.
she may excude sweet and kind energy but she is one scary lady when the people she loves are harmed
she knows exactly how damaged a body must be for it to be unfixable.
"I'm so sorry I couldn't be there my dear, but they won't be hurting you again."
she will be watching you carefully, even asking brimstone to take you off of missions for a short time or asking him to keep an eye on you.
she doesn't know what she would do if she lost you..
☻︎~ Killjoy ~︎︎☹︎
she blames herself, how could she not? she designed most of the stuff...it must be a error in her inventions.
she will work night and day trying to figure out what happened. was it a weapon error? did the gun she designed for you malfunction? oh no was she to blame for anyone elses injuries?!
it would take a lot of reassurance for her to calm down. after all, this wouldn't have happened if she had been more careful...right?
"Mein gott...you scared me. I thought I lost you schatzi..."
she is going to be by your side after sage discharges you from her infirmary. expect lots of physical affection (if your comfortable with it.) and care.
she will treat you as if you were glass about to break. you will not be doing any chores while you recover.
oh you need to work on a mission report? its already finished and submitted. you are hungry? she would cook a lovely meal her parents would make her when she was sick. (with the help of some other agents...shes probaly not a great cook lets be honest..)
"KJ...Sage gave me the all clear! I can do it!"
" Nein nein! You are going to rest mein Häschen! I don't want you straining yourself!"
♖~ Cypher ~♖
if you get injured, be it minor or major. this man will WORRY.
he already lost everything, he cannot lose you either. if he did...he would have nothing.
when sage showed up at his door covered in blood and bruises. he knew something went wrong.
you told him you were going on a small mission. just an in and out radianite extraction at an abandoned lab. he had no reason to worry...right?
when he heard what had happened, he was devastated. what was supposed to be a quick mission turned out to be a setup. what makes it worse? you were alone at your site.
he will be thinking the worst. what if you...? if he had only done a more detailed check on the lab...maybe he could have protected you. but he didn't. he feels like he failed.
you spend weeks in the recovery bay, lying unconcious.
he spends those weeks without you in his lab drinking the memories away and trying to figure out what happened.
he just cannot function with the thought of losing you at the back of his mind at all times.
he knows he was caught when viper appears at his doorway with a concerned glare and a solemn looking sage in tow. he can't remember most of it, but viper was worried? about him?
soon he was also transported to sages infirmary. getting put on nutrients and oxygen. it was obvious he was not taking care of himself without your presence
when you wake up, he would be right there cradling your cheek with his hand. his mask nowhere in sight. all that matters was that you were safe now
"يا حياتي..i was so scared i lost you"
he will never forget his past, but he looks forward to his future with you.
can you tell i like cypher guys :)
☁︎~ Yoru ~☁︎
do not even get me started on this man
he would be extremely angry.
but is it at you, the others, or maybe himself?"
upon hearing the news, he would immediately check on you. seeing your unconcious body just makes something in him snap. the thought that someone had done this to you...he plants a soft kiss to your temple, before storming out of the infirmary.
for the next few days, he would lash out at everyone around him. sage came around to bring him some food as he had not left his room and he just...lost it.
he wasn't even sure who he was yelling at, who he was blaming for what happened. poor sage looked petrified and the others seemed to gather the idea yoru didn't want to be talked too right now.
with no word from anybody about your condition, he lay down on his bed and cried numbly. every night he would teleport into where sage had kept you to heal. he would sit in silence staring at your asleep face before always kissing your forehead goodbye. in hopes that somehow, you would wake up.
he went to your room and grabbed some sweaters of yours, every night he slept with them for comfort, clinging onto them as if they were going to leave him too.
when you wake up, he won't care about keeping his mysterious "badass" persona up. he will be at your side holding your hand and crying.
"please be more careful 私の日光...i don't know what i would do if i lost you."
when sage discharges you, he will be glued to you. he will simple little things for you (such as opening doors for you.)
his love language is definitely acts of service
if you teased him about this though, he will never admit to it.
he will be doing simple things such as cooking meals, cleaning up, and helping you finish any work you have
he is so domestic
he may not be super outwardly affectionate, but with each small favour he does for you he is putting all of his love into it.
𖦹~ Sova ~𖦹
sova is literally the most caring boyfriend...like ever..
if its a minor injury, he will treat it (if sage and skye are off on a mission).
he will definitely lightly scold you, not to be mean! just because he hates seeing you hurt and in pain.
"ангел. please be more careful next time..you know i hate seeing you upset."
if it was a major injury though, he is relatively the same.
he isn't scared to cry infront of the others, when he gets the news that your mission went south he was crying into sages shoulder.
he would stay with you the entire recovery. sage had to keep kicking him out at nighttime but eventually she realized she couldn't stop him. she simply would bring meals for him whenever he would forget to eat.
he would sit and tell you about his day, how the missions were going, even the silly schenanigans that the younger agents were pulling
"yoru tried to get revenge on phoenix for his prank but it went so bad ангел. he entered his rift and jumped out to scare him, but reyna happened to have just been passing by! she was absolutely livid родная. i have never seen our dear riftwalker so terrified!" he chuckled
when you woke up, he was still there lightly snoring against the chair sage had brought him.
when he woke up, he was thrilled, his eyes immediately lighting up like a childs
"have you been sitting here the whole time?"
"of course my dear. as if i would leave you."
߷~ Gekko ~߷
as the newest agent, he hasn't known you for very long. your relationship was coming up to a few months old but he hadn't told you how much he loved you yet.
so naturally, when he heard you were injured he was terrified
he knew this job was dangerous! he just never thought it would be you getting injured...he also never really thought of anyone getting badly injured
he was training with harbour when he overheard a mission going wrong...a mission you were on.
he would rush to the infirmary overloading sage with questions about you
"Sage!! Finally...que pasó?? Neon told me something happened on the mission?!"
Appariently, you had gotten caught in a fight with the enemy Breach and he hit you with his aftershock.
He didn't know much about Breach, but he knew that man had quite a bit of strength in his abilities (being like...bionic you know?"
After some skillful and strategic convincing (pathetic and annoying begging) Sage agreed to take him to see you.
When he caught sight of you lying in the bed staring up at the ceiling, he let out a big sigh he didn't even know he was holding.
"Mi sol! Oh mierda I was so worried! What happened?"
He would be sitting patiently listening to you explain what happened. All while staring at you softly.
"Shooottt...sounds like you had a busy mission! I am just happy you made it back cariño."
☠︎︎~ Viper ~ ☠︎︎
if you were minorly injured, it was probably from tinkering with her poison vials and one leaked onto your fingers
after hearing your grunt in pain, she turns around and her eyes widen, rushing towards you.
"Idiot, I said not to touch anything!"
she swears under her breath before wiping it away and rubbing some sort of cream onto your hand
"Honestly..who would touch something containing poison WITHOUT protection?"
her biggest fear? her poison causing you harm.
so what if a mission were to go wrong and you happened to step into a bubble of her poison?
it was a genuine wrong place wrong time situation. she had a poison bubble deployed and sitting on the ground, as she activated it she looked up to see your frame walking overtop of it.
she shouts to get you to move, but you don't hear her in time. next thing she knows, you are on the ground out cold with green and purple lines all over your face.
she quickly would call for backup, holding you tight but trying to avoid the chemical burns.
when she is back to safety, she rushes to sage's infirmary with your barely warm body in her arms
unfortunately, the poison had seeped into some open wounds you had. causing it to spread throught your body. viper leaves sage alone to do her job, pacing back and forth outside.
she knew how strong her poison could be, but she also knew how strong your body was. you would survive. you had too.
after a few hours, a tired sage walks out and nods, signaling it went well.
viper rushed into the room and immediately looked at your sleeping face, wincing at the fading bloodshot lines on your face.
"i'm so sorry love..please wake up soon"
she would wait by your side holding your hand and occasionally planting soft kisses to the back of your hand.
she knew you would be ok, but she couldn't help but feel bad that her miscommunication and carelessness caused this to happen to you.
when you wake up, she would be whispering soft apologies into your ear
"i promise...you will never feel this pain again my dear."
a/n : holy shit guys!!!! this took a while!! i spent a good 4 hours writing all this JDJSBSJSKSKSN its probably cringe im sorry
but yeah! i tried my best to write this with a gender neutral reader in mind but in some of these its definitely a bit more fem reader leaning! also i do not speak any of the languages spoken in this so if i made a mistake or used something wrong PLEASE let me know so I can fix it!!!
#valorant headcanons#valorant x reader#yoru x reader#viper x reader#sage x reader#sova x reader#cypher x reader#gekko x reader#killjoy x reader#valorant#valorant x y/n#valorant x you#y/n not used#but its implied#headcanons#ooc post#valorant fanfiction
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VALORANT SHIP DYNAMICS 2 💟
Ships: Sova, Fade, Sage, Cypher, Kayo, Omen (again)
This is completely for fun and not to be taken to seriously! 🌟
SOVA
Thinks you are a goddess
Sends you selfies of him and his grandmother. He talks to her about you as well. Brings you her cooking.
Is awkward but you can’t tell bc he’s so cool. You find him very charming.
Mildly protective bc he doesn’t want to be overbearing.
Is the type to want to have alone time in the private quarters of the protocol to drink hot cocoa!
Forehead kisses
Wants to teach you Russian
FADE
Your goth gf
Protects you from nightmares
Tsundere! Acts like you smother her but she really craves the affection. She is very touch starved.
Is always your rock when you need comfort from anxiety/panic attacks.
Forehead touching ❤️
Thinks you’re too good for her. Too innocent for valorant too.
Refuses to let Chamber talk to you. He’s too flirty. Pheonix too
Kissing is her favorite thing to do.
CYPHER
Literally so depressed and exhausted with everyone but you always seem to cheer him up.
Doesn’t really get why you give him time when he believes your precious time could be spent on anyone else
Gets flushed when you ask about his tech or when you express concern when it’s broken.
Respects your privacy and doesn’t spy on you.
Let’s you see his face…once.
Gets super flushed when you go on about how cute he is!
Calls you pets in Arabic like كيتي (kitty/kitten)
SAGE
You are the reason she makes difficult decisions and wants to get stronger
Mommy gf ofc. Makes your bed and does your laundry.
Cooks for you. Packs lunches.
Eskimo kisses + hand holding (falls asleep holding your hand) 🥹
Heals you first no matter what
Takes the time to learn how to do your hair
Random gift giving. Her love language is LITERALLY DOING EVERYTHING.
KAYO
Forgets that he’s a machine when he’s with you. You make him feel things that do beyond the shackles of his AI.
Let’s you hold and even throw his knife.
Regularly threatens the other agents over you. Especially Reyna.
Wonders what if you’d like him as a flesh person.
Urges to teach you self defense. He’s lost so many and he doesn’t want to lose you too 😭
Replays cute past events in his memory files while you’re sleeping. And is always storing new ones.
Can’t lie to him bc he documents everything. He can always detect when something is wrong.
More OMEN
Is a private guy so he will only ever agree to hold you when no agents are around. If you’re really needy he’ll smoke you two for privacy. Probably finds more comfort on it than you do!
Has a hard time with his whole shadows situation and not being able to remember himself before “omen” but believes that if he has you then he’s okay how it is.
Tries to be funny…fails. His voice makes the punchline go over your head.
Sends you emails to your protocol device when your away too long.
Doesn’t allow you to go on any missions alone or he is a nervous wreck.
I’ll add more soon! These are fun to write before bed.☺️ I gotta find more of these cute pictures! I get them all from Pinterest so I can’t exactly credit the original artists. Hopefully they don’t mind! - Maron!
#valorant#valorant headcanons#valorant fanfiction#valorant imagines#valorant x reader#valorant hcs#cypher headcanons#cypher x reader#fade x reader#sage x reader#Kayo x reader#sova x reader#omen x reader#omen headcanons#Sova#Fade#Sage#Kayo#Omen#Cypher
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Hiii moss :D can we get some fluffy morning cuddles with jett, reyna or sage? love your work sm ur very talented <3
✮ ┆ morning cuddles w/ sage, reyna, and jett !
a/n this took so long, purely because I was getting too deep into the horny shit LMAO but I hope despite the months of wait this is something to you ppl’s liking :)
cw for sfw content, gn reader, cuddling
✮ jett ;
you move around under the covers slightly, stretching your legs before rolling onto your side as you came to. there was hardly any muscle in your body that woke up in time with your brain, still feeling the heaviness of the sleep in your legs and arms as you turn your head up slightly, glancing up at sunwoo.
“did I wake you?” she whispers as she pushes one side of her headphones behind her ear, her other hand fumbling around with the turn off button on the side of her phone. you shake your head, blinking a few times with a big yawn that has your jaw aching while trying to scoot closer to her.
“no, you didn’t.” you hum into her arm that you wrap yourself around it, pushing your head into her shoulder as your fingers intertwine with hers. jett gives your hand a squeeze before offering you to watch whatever she was watching together if you were interested. you gave her a little nod, telling her you’ll listen in because you are not sure if you can keep your eyes open.
“alright then, I’ll make sure you it’s not too bright.” she chuckles, leaning to put her head on top of yours as her free hand managed to turn the phone’s brightness down and disconnect her headphones. jett nuzzled her nose into your hair, laughing as you shake her a little to get her to stop.
✮ sage ;
the sound of the sheets rustling around stirred you from your sleep, making you reach over to the other side of the bed as you took a deep breath in before yawning. through the thick fog of sleep in your eyes you try to make out the silhouette that is just getting up from the bed. you groan, reaching for its hand but you only manage to bump your fingers against its skin.
“it’s still early, go back to sleep.” you hear ling whisper, her hand stroking the top of your hand while the other is pulling the covers back up on your chest. you shake your head, grabbing her by the wrist and pulling her back next to you.
“five more minutes...” it comes out as a mumble from your mouth as you pull her closer, laying your head on her chest and essentially pinning her to the bed with your arms wrapped around her shoulder. sage chuckles as you lay on top of her, giving your back a few rubs before enveloping you in her embrace.
“I guess five more minutes can’t hurt.” she says, a smile plastering on her lips as she lets herself get comfortable once again, breathing in her hand cream’s and your hair’s scent. she brings her hand up to the nape of your neck, dragging her fingernails gently over your skin, caressing your shoulders as she listens to your calm breathing.
✮ reyna ;
waking up at this moment was the bane of your existence, you could have used a little more sleep as you felt the dull ache settling into your muscles from yesterday’s mission. you toss and turn a few times, trying to find a comfortable position while also looking for your girlfriend’s body to cling to.
“a little less moving around, carino.” reyna groaned as she turned on her side, shuffling a little closer before you felt her hand on your thigh, pulling your leg on top of her body before wrapping her arms around you. opening your eyes for a bare second to glance at her, a low chuckle coming from your throat as you see her eyebrows furrowed with small wrinkles on her forehead, her nose scrunched up.
“just couldn’t find you…” you sigh, wrapping your hands around the middle of her torso, fingers getting caught up in the creases of the loose tank top she was wearing for sleep. closing your eyes, pushing your head into her chest before fisting her shirt in your palm.
“don’t worry, I’d never leave without telling you.” she brings you a little closer to herself, taking a deep breath and slowly running her hand up and down your side. you nod your head, yawning before positioning yourself like a little kid clinging to their teddy break, expect you had a whole girlfriend to cling to without having to hug the blanket for extra body.
#📗 — written by moss !#valorant x reader#reyna x reader#valorant reyna x reader#valorant sage x reader#sage x reader#jett x reader#valorant jett x reader#ling ying wei x reader#zyanya mondragón x reader#sunwoo han x reader#valorant imgaine#valorant fluff
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Radiant Recruit (Valorant x Reader)
Name: Y/N
Class: Radiant
Callsign - Nomad
You had been at odds with Kingdom for causing your abilities, and saw Valorant as nothing more than another group trying to reign you in. Your power store radiant energy and unleash it proved difficult to contain. Even worse, you could turn to pure energy and phase away. It was a trick you used to escape Valorant time and time again. Where you came from was only for you to know, until you were captured.
(An idea of what Nomad can do // source: Infamous: Second Son)
Fade
“Stop Y/N! There’s no place you can run to that I won’t find you!” Fade yelled down the hallway. She had you cornered in Bind, inside the Kingdom refinery
“Leave me ALONE!” you screamed, unleashing a wave of radiant power at nearby pipes. Steam filled the hall and you sprinted further away
A screech behind you caught your attention as one of Fade’s nightmares spotted you. A terror trail led from your feet
Snarling prowlers rushed towards you and lunged. You raised a hand and blasted them as they pinned you down
One sunk its teeth into your leg and darkness filled your vision. Whispers surrounded you as memories of Kingdom spying on you resurfaced
Radiant power surged into your eyes before blasting through your body. In your fear, you burnt through the last reserves of energy
Suddenly a voice cut through the chaos
“I have you now, ”
Weak sparks shot from your palm in an attempt to block the ball of tendrils Fade tossed at your feet
Seized by her power, unable to destroy the bindings, you found yourself resorting to struggling against the tethers
Fade took a Sheriff from its holster, the gunmetal gleaming in the red alarm lights. She began to raise it upward towards you
Then turned and emptied the cylinder, catching the bullets and storing them in a pocket
“Valorant is not what you think, we are trying to do something important for the world!”
“So was Kingdom, I don’t care about what your cause is.”
“I was where you are right now, Y/N. I was hunted by Valorant too.” Fade’s tone softened
“What are you talking about?” You were slightly intrigued
“I…blackmailed them. They sent a squad to catch me and could’ve killed me. They gave me a home instead. I trust them.”
“Prove it, how do I know you aren’t lying to get my guard down.”
“You can’t, but you have my word that we will let you go if you want to leave.” She reached a hand to you. “Deal?”
Against your better judgment you decided to come along. In an hour you were being flown to a remote island in the middle of nowhere
“So you know my name, but what’s yours?”
“Hazal. Memnun oldum.”
Hazal sat with you, either for security or reassurance, in the conference room with Brimstone
“Y/N, I apologize for the methods we used but Valorant doesn’t have time for delicate approaches. Fade has first hand experience with that.”
“I didn’t offer you another choice Brimstone,” Hazal seemed to feel some regret
“We wanted to get your help with Omega Earth,” he directed you to a hologram that showed all current information
It was unnerving, the doppelgangers and your personal clone trying to destroy the world. The situation didn’t leave you feeling like you could run away
“So…are you in Y/N?”
“Count me in,” you went over to shake Brimstone’s hand. He took it and handed you a keycard to your room
“You’re part of Valorant now Y/N.” Brimstone nodded to Fade and you exited the room with her
“You’ll be assigned a callsign Y/N,” Fade said as she led you to your quarters. “Did you have anything in mind?”
“Uh, I guess we should figure it out while we have time.” Your opened the door to your room and took a seat on the bed
Fade took a seat at your desk, looking around at the sparse interior before settling on you
“Y/N, what do you think about going by Nomad? It would fit, don't you think?”
Iso
“Oh shi-” you were surprised by a bullet ricocheting past you and putting a hole in the elevator controls
“Nice try Y/N, but you aren’t getting out of here unless you come with me.” Iso chambered another round. “Or else.”
“Go to hell!” you triggered a maelstrom of energy inside your body. Radiant pulses fired from you and Iso lept to cover
Shifting into energy, you charged straight at him, ready to plant your glowing fists directly into his face
Hexagons spilled out under your feet. Violet light blinded you before placing you into a strange space made of similar shapes
“You’re all mine Y/N.” a familiar voice echoed. Iso had somehow captured you
The structures around you disappeared and a single shot rang out against the silence of the realm you were in
A bullet hit your chest, but the ballistic plate underneath stopped it. It didn’t stop the force from slamming into you though
“Y/N, I admire your spirit but you lost this fight. I won’t hurt you, I just want to show you what Valorant is trying to do.”
“And if I refuse?”
“You won’t leave here. Ever.”
He wasn’t bluffing, but he didn’t seem like he wanted to condemn you to that fate either. His aim was steady but his eyes were more focused on your response
“I’ll go with you, but if you try anything you’ll regret it.”
Iso sighed something in Mandarin
Purple energy wrapped you and placed you back in the building. Iso waited for you to get to your feet and led you at gunpoint
The elevator controls were shot, so you and Iso took stairs to the roof. When you arrived at the helipad, the VTOL was just landing
“Remember, I can trap you at anytime Y/N. Don’t try to escape until we get to the island and we brief you.” Iso was dead serious
He left you in the cargo hold of the VTOL while it took off. He returned later on his phone and looked over at you
“Any requests for music? I don’t like silence.” Iso pointed at the phone
“(Your favorite artist).”
“I have a playlist for them, tell me what you think.”
The ride to the HQ was more pleasant than you expected
Subsequently, you were lead to a room with the leader of Valorant for more information
Brimstone finished explaining the situation. Needless to say the Omega Earth version of you destroying city blocks was a frightening prospect
“Y/N, if you help us out you’ll be giving us the advantage. We can let you go but we can’t guarantee your mirror won’t try to come after you.”
“I’ll join your protocol if it means I can protect people from my double.”
“Welcome to the fight Y/N. Iso, take Y/N to the armory and get them fitted for their gear and run a basic shooting test.” Brimstone shook you hand warmly
Iso and you walked down the hall, passing a few other agents that gave you a wave or raised an eye at your presence
Once you were in the armory, Iso went over ballistics and you did some basic target practice
“Y/N, have you given any thought to your callsign?” Iso finished marking your grade in a tablet
“Not really, I do want something that sounds good and makes sense.” you placed your rifle down and began a field strip test
“Since you were constantly on the run, how does Nomad work for you?” He raised the tablet with the name entered in
“Sounds good.”
“I can’t wait to work with you, Nomad.” Iso nodded to you and handed you a magazine
Viper
“Oh Y/N it’s precious that you think you can hide from me, but I like games of cat and mouse.” Viper purred as you crept around Icebox
The woman had managed to cut off every escape from you, a fact she reveled in
“I assume you’re thinking that if you attack me, you can shut the toxins off and leave.” she was trying to draw you out, so you continued to sneak around
Viper turned and left
Green fog began to empty from the vents everywhere, catching you off guard. It was then you realized she had been waiting for the toxins to get in the system
“Is it hard to breathe? Try not to die before I find you, I don’t want to explain that to Brimstone.”
Coughing loudly, you attempted to crawl away as vertigo set in. The toxins smelled like acetone mixed with acrid sweetness
Viper’s silhouette appeared as you lost consciousness. Her figure towered above you as your eyes shut
“You’re awake, good. I need you to listen to me Y/N, can you do that?” Viper had unmasked and was now looking you directly in the eye
You nodded your head weakly while taking account of your surroundings. Toxins had rendered your powers and muscles useless
“What do you want from me?” you hissed
“Join Valorant, we could use your-”
“NOBODY’S using me.” you spat back. Viper glared at you
She removed a vial of poison and opened it. She tilted the glass over your head, letting a drop hang over your eye
“Don’t interrupt me,” Viper narrowed her gaze, “Understood?”
“I’d rather die than be some kind of weapon for a bunch of sociopaths.”
“You aren’t in a position to argue, but we are going to play nice and show you the protocol.”
“Easy to do when I’m your prisoner.”
“Exactly Y/N.”
Minutes later you were being flown somewhere new, but had no idea what was waiting for you once you regained your motor functions
Viper and Brimstone sat with you, going over confidential files on Omega Earth and their agents. It was shocking to your face among them as well
“We know they’ll end up using your mirror against us, so we need all the support we can get.” Brimstone passed a keycard to you
You took it and shook his hand
“I’ll take Y/N to the medical wing and run biometrics so we can plan countermeasures against their double.” Viper motioned for you to join her
The biometrics were mainly just scans and a blood test, but Viper took time to explain what each piece would be used for
“Y/N, you need a callsign for me to enter your information under. Any ideas?”
“Not really. I guess there’s the fact I was always escaping, that could be something.”
“Well you didn’t escape me,” Viper smugly raised an eyebrow. “But I do like that idea, how about Nomad?”
“I like that, it sounds mysterious.”
“Perfect, now let's get you to your quarters and finish the tour so I can get back to my lab.”
“Can I see the lab?”
“No.”
Neon
“I thought you were supposed to be fast! So much for the protocol’s ‘Sprinter.” you taunted as you sped away down a street in your energy form
Neon trailed behind you, each pace pulsing with electricity. She had almost caught you but a quick energy burst saved you
Now it was a matter of running, which was easy for you to do because you could move through obstacles
That was your thought until you ran out of radiant power in the middle of the street
“Slow huh?” Neon was on you quickly. You decided to fight, unleashing what little energy you had left in missiles of force
She dodged and closed the distance, using her speed to shift her target faster than you could aim
In the blink of an eye Neon grabbed your arm. Volts spasmed down your body, paralyzing you
“No more running Y/N.” Neon dragged you to the side of the road and away from the public. She hid you under a bridge, seating you on a bench
“So Valorant sends you to catch me and then what? Lock me in a cell until you need to destroy something?”
“No, we want you to learn how to control the power before you hurt anyone.” Neon trailed off, lost in thought
“Do you really control your power or is it just them letting you loose on anyone they want?” You needled at her doubt
“So you must have lost control at some point then, did they show up and lock you away? Just like what you want to do to me?” Provoking her was the only thing you could do
“It wasn’t like that! They found me…but after I had lost control,”
“Don’t lie to me, they can’t help me and they can’t you either!”
“SHUT UP!” Sparks scorched the ground near Neon’s legs
Neon’s anger turned to regret “They gave me training for it and helped me make the best of it.”
Neon began to smile a bit as an arc of electricity moved up her hand
“I’m sure we’ll do the same for you.”
Once you could move, you and her walked back to a extraction point
“Do you really think they don’t want to use my power for themselves? You were sent on this mission right?”
“I volunteered for this, Y/N. You won’t have to fight unless you want to but we have Radiants that want to help you control your abilities.”
It wasn’t much reassurance without definitive proof, but it was good to hear as you stepped onto the VTOL
“Plus you’ll train with me Y/N. So I’m hoping you decide to stay with us so we can have a rematch.”
Neon fidgeted in her chair at the conference with Brimstone and Sage. Reyna stood in the back eying you over and occasionally muttering something in Spanish
“Y/N, your power is going to make the difference in the fight against Omega Earth. We need you to back us up.”
“I- I want to but I’m not,”
Neon looked over at you and her nervousness switched something in you
“I can get ready for the field. I’m on board sir.” Neon relaxed at your response
“Good Y/N, glad to have you here. We’ll enter some information for your file, in the meantime Neon can show you to the gym for a physical assessment.”
He passed her a tablet
Neon led you around the protocol and took you to the training area. She took the tablet Brimstone gave her and had you start the tests
It wasn’t a great couple of hours, especially because Neon kept her eyes on you struggling the entire time
Finally the running test came up, and Neon readied a stopwatch
“Y/N, do you want to race?” Neon tossed the stopwatch in the air towards you
“Sure,” you caught the watch and readied it. “Go!”
She cleared the mile in under 7 minutes without her power before taking the watch
“Beat that Y/N.”
Your mile was about 9 minutes, which was expected from someone who didn’t run often. Neon did tone her taunting down during the run which was a welcome change
“So…Y/N what callsign do you want? I have to put one here so what do you want?”
“I don’t really have anything. I would pick something about running or escaping-” Neon looked up disapprovingly “-but I guess that’s your thing right.”
“Well you aren’t fast, just hard to keep in the same place. Like a nomad. Oh that could work!”
Neon put down Nomad in name entry
“We even sort of match too. I like Nomad, enter it in!” You nodded to her and got ready for the next step in becoming an agent
Reyna
“Tienes miedo? I love a good chase Y/N.” Reyna’s voice barely held her sadistic excitement back
Carefully, you hid behind cover while Reyna stalked through the courtyard of Sunset. Loading your pistol, you sprang from the cover and opened fire
A glaring eye filled your vision, and you shot blindly at the space. The bullets dissipated the eye, but Reyna was gone
“I’ve heard so much about you, your power. Don’t disappoint me.” Reyna’s skin turned to shadows and glowed with unnatural energy
“I WON’T!” you bellowed. Particles of radiant energy spiraled around your body and blasted straight through Reyna
She made no effort to dodge your most powerful blast as it corkscrewed into her. At first you thought she was going to die
It was much more terrifying than that
Reyna walked calmly through the beam toward you, her intangible state keeping her from damage. The blast lost power and stopped
“Que fuerte, but not enough.” Reyna grabbed your throat and slammed you to the ground
“If you struggle, I will continue to have fun with you.” Her grip tightened to emphasize the point
“I’m not joining your damn organization. You and Kingdom are all the same, just preying on Radiants.”
“QUE DEMONIOS ME DIJISTE?” Reyna yelled, she drove her nails into your neck. “I- We are nothing like them.”
Her outrage was enough to quiet you down
“Kingdom is our enemy Y/N, we can bring them down together. Join me and we will destroy them.” Reyna reached a hand out
You took it
Reyna leaned in and whispered in your ear
“Somos unido, contra el mundo. Do not forget they are terrified of us.”
Reyna sat at your side at the table in the conference room. Brimstone and Sage went over the situation with Omega
“If Omega uses the mirror version of you, we would have a hell of a fight ahead of us without you to help us out.” Brimstone gave a worried look to the holographic files
“Don’t worry, I’ll join the protocol if I can make a difference.”
“Come with me Y/N, we will see how useful you can be to us.” Reyna took your arm and moved you to the training room
A few bots appeared and Reyna took a seat
“Go on, end them Y/N.”
It took little effort to turn the bots into scrap metal and burnt plastic. In your elation, you blasted a hole in the window near Reyna
“Que increible Y/N, you certainly have potential.” She ran her fingers over the scorch marked bots
“The protocol requires a callsign,” she passed you a tablet with an input. “I would put in my suggestions but I don’t want to speak for you.”
“Wait, what did you have in mind?” you looked over to Reyna while she leaned against the exit
“Pues, I was thinking something that felt unburdened. Something freeing. Viajero, no como se dice,” she paused feeling for the English word, “Nomad.”
“It means someone on the run or that moves around. That does sound like me.”
“Claro, I think it suits you perfectly Y/N. Now, let's begin your training and sharpen your strength.”
She sauntered across the room and started up more bots
“Mataremos, Nomad.” You and Reyna tore into them together
Sage
“Do not make me pursue you further Y/N, I wish no harm on you.” Sage cried to you
“Then let me leave,” you readied an energy bolt, “I doubt you could even hurt me!” You shot, directly into her chest
“So be it.” Sage muttered
Jade, tougher than steel, coated her hands and began to work into her skin. Life energy flowed in and she rose up
Her skin healed as she charged you. You burnt through your power to launch a vortex of radiant energy
The sphere engulfed her, but when it passed she was completely gone to your surprise. A hand landed on your shoulder, then a chop connected to your temple
Sage had catapulted herself over the vortex using her wall, and gotten directly behind you
As a monk, she was adept in martial arts. It didn’t help that the barrage of fists, palms, and kicks was hard as iron
You tried to swing back, but couldn’t move. Sage coated you in jade, effectively restraining you with every blow
“Do you doubt I could hurt you now Y/N?” Sage’s tone was retributive but took satisfaction in her position over you
“I don’t care what you try, you can’t force me to work with Valorant. You chased me down like an animal, just like Kingdom.”
“We did pursue you Y/N, but we aren’t like Kingdom. We want to help you, not use you.”
“I’m not interested in what you have to say, I’ll break free eventually.”
“No you won’t, it is unmoving and you are too. I want you to see what Valorant truly is, not what you think it is.”
“I don’t give a shit what Valorant is, you tracked me and trapped me in this.”
“We tried to bring you in but you refused because you thought we were Kingdom. I want to prove we’re better than them.”
“By encasing me in rock and hauling me somewhere against my will? Just like Kingdom tried before?”
“You’d run away otherwise, and I went easy on you. I could have broken your legs and healed them later, but I wanted you to see we aren’t cruel.”
It was true, she had held back enough not to render you unconscious or cripple you. Plus she didn’t sound like she was lying, her tone was honest
“I don’t know if I can fully trust you, but if you want to show me Valorant I don’t really have a choice do I?”
“Not particularly, but I promise you are safe while under my watch.”
She had your petrified body loaded onto a VTOL and flown to the HQ
Once you had been briefed, and Sage released you, she passed you a keycard. Brimstone finished his report on Omega
“Y/N, please lend us your aid.” Sage pleaded
“I’m in, don’t worry. I was wrong about you all, I’m happy to join.”
“Sage, take Y/N to the clinic and give them a check up. I’ll finish Y/N’s file and send word to the agents that we have a new member.”
You and her went over to the clinic and she sat you down on the table before taking a few instruments out
“Y/N, please remove your clothes.” she took a tablet and started marking things as you cautiously took your clothing off. You blushed the entire time
Sage moved quickly, giving you questions while she looked you over. She finished her check up and had you dress back up
“Y/N, do not worry I have seen the entire protocol naked. I am just doing my job.”
“I know, it’s just strange because I don’t know you that well.”
“Then I hope we become close,” Sage smiled at you, “I must ask you about what you want to use for a callsign.”
“I didn’t think about that. Do you have any ideas?”
Sage responded with a long pause
“I suppose something that suggests your strengths. You are flexible and spirited.”
“Do you have anything that sounds like either of those?”
“Would you accept Nomad? It is the word for people that have no single place they call home.”
“Nomad…” you thought about it for a second.
“I love it!”
“Wonderful, now let’s finish your recruitment Nomad.”
Jett
“I’m not gonna work with the woman that destroyed Venice!” you screamed as you launched a volley of energy at Jett
The backstreets of Split had turned into a storm of bullets and radiant explosions, Jett was lurking in the rafters while you stuck to the ground
She nimbly dashed from cover to avoid the bursts of plasma, then took aim with her Vandal
“Shut up! You don’t know what you’re talking about!” Jett’s serious tone cut through the chaos. Her gun ran dry and she began to reload
“You can’t lie to me! I’m never joining Valorant!” A gathering of particles rushed through your hands, charging a pulse of energy that blasted Jett from cover
Her body flew through the air from the force, and you watched with satisfaction. Then she suspended herself in midair, turning to you
“I’m done with your shit, Y/N.” Jett summoned her knives, and sent them for you
Acting quickly, you used the rest of your energy to blast the knives from their paths. Each failed to connect as the knives moved on their own, weaving around
Blades sped past you, then sinking into your clothes and pinning you to the ground. Jett drifted down and knelt next to you, a smug grin painted on her face
“So,” a blade twirled over her finger, “care to correct what you said about me and Venice?”
“I saw the footage, it was you. I won’t work for people who shelter a monster.”
“IT WASN’T ME!” Jett’s control slipped and the knife embedded itself next to your neck
“She took everything from me,” a few tears fell down from Jett’s cheek. “You of all people should know what being slandered feels like!”
It was true Kingdom had done their best to scare the public after they lost track of you, and wasted no time showing how dangerous you were
“You want me to feel bad for you when you’re hunting me like them? They took so much from me and you’re no different.”
“Y/N, you don’t have anywhere to go. Valorant stood with me against the world, I stay with them because they know I’m not the enemy.”
Silence gave you time to digest how genuine she was being. You could see how wounded she was and what Valorant meant to her
“I want them to help you Y/N. We both had our lives ruined but Valorant is our second chance.”
“I’m not against it, but even if I was you’ve already caught me.”
Jett rolled her eyes and helped you up
“Valorant will help you, it’s like a second family to me. I hope it becomes that for you too.”
The fact Jett’s double had ruined her life was made clear to you once you were in the care of Valorant
Her anger flared whenever the photo would appear in the report Brimstone gave you. Wind would pick up in the room, moving papers about
You signed on immediately when you realized that you could make a difference and stop the mirrors from unleashing more Spikes
“Jett, I’m sure Y/N is going to need some help navigating the protocol. Do you mind giving them a tour of the premises?”
“Yeah, let’s go Y/N. This place is huge so we should start now.”
You and Jett took a walk through the corridors of Valorant. Jett took you first to the training room and showed you the scoresheet
“As you can see, I have some high marks but no big deal.” Jett gloated, making sure a nearby Phoenix could hear here
She took you next to the living quarters and introduced you to Killjoy and Raze, both of whom greeted you excitedly
Jett next took you to the cafeteria, mainly to flex the fact she cooked last night
“I bet you’re hungry after everything, we can probably take a minute here and have some of the chap chae I made.”
You and her reheated the noodles and added some onions and carrots to it
“So Y/N,” Jett practically inhaled her food, “what were you thinking for a codename?”
You finished a bit of food, “I don’t really know what I’d go with.”
“How about Nomad? I mean it makes sense ‘cause you’re hard to catch. Plus it sounds cool.”
“It does, we should use that!” you agreed
You and her finished up and cleaned your plates, then finished the tour
“Y/N, Nomad, tomorrow Phoenix, Neon, and I are gonna get together for movie night. You should totally join us!”
“I’ll be there!”
Deadlock
“Don’t try and run Y/N, you can’t escape me.” Deadlock’s eyes trained on you, watching for any movement
She had you at gunpoint, pointing a Phantom at your chest ready to fire. Her finger was slightly above the trigger
“Nobody is taking me prisoner!” you shouted before leaping out of the way and phasing into energy
Deadlock fired through you, the bullets disintegrating as they passed through you. You sprinted through a wall and detransformed
That wasn’t so bad you thought to yourself as you began to make your way across the room you had entered
A beeping noise caught your attention as you exited, you searched for its source. Then you looked to your left and saw the Sound Sensor
It concussed you and sent you reeling into the main room of the Kingdom outpost. You spotted the exit on the second floor and dashed up the stairs
“YOU’RE NOT LEAVING MY TERRITORY Y/N!” a yell caught you off guard. A blue string floated in front of your face for a single second
Then an onslaught of fibres wrapped your arms and legs, restraining you. You did everything you could to escape but it was too late
The cocoon floated somewhere, but a brief minute later you felt yourself being picked up and carried outside
Bitter cold crept in through the gaps in the nanowire, causing you to shiver. Then you felt yourself being rested on snow
A knife cut through the web, a centimeter from your face. It opened your face up to the chilling weather and Deadlock’s stoic expression
“Are you cold? You keep moving like you’re shivering.” Her voice was flat, unbothered by the freezing winds
“I-I’m f-f-fine, I don’t, n-need any he-help.” you did your best not to let her notice your teeth chattering
“You are an awful liar, we’re going back to the station.” Deadlock began a march back and threw you over her shoulder
“Put me down!”
“You’ll freeze Y/N, I don’t want you to get frostbite.”
“Why? You opened fire at me why does it matter if I get cold?”
“I know you don’t deserve to suffer out here, and I didn’t shoot to kill. Valorant sent me to collect you but we won’t mistreat you.”
“You’re part of Kingdom, I know you are.”
“I’m not, when our extraction arrives we’ll take you to our headquarters and you can see that we have your best interests at heart.”
You went silent, confused at the fact she was taking you back to the outpost instead of directly to her allies. It wasn’t something a typical mercenary or Kingdom would do
“How long until they arrive?”
“A few minutes from now.” Deadlock shut the door and laid you against a wall near a heating vent
“Rest Y/N, I don’t want you to freeze.”
Hours later, you were in the tropics at the Valorant HQ
You exited Brimstone’s office with a newfound appreciation for Valorant. Your Mirror concerned both you and the agents around you
Brimstone had finished signing you up with the protocol, and you agreed to go to the armory to get an idea of what you would be training with
Deadlock led you through the headquarters, giving you a brief tour of the base before stopping at the weapon room
“Y/N, we are going to go over weaponry while the others finish notifying the protocol about you and readying your quarters.” Deadlock handed you a Guardian
“Take it and see how it feels.” She watched you explore the rifle and attempt to take it apart. Field stripping was not your strength
Deadlock began to help you, as well as go over the rest of the armory’s collection. You learned how to clean the guns which seemed to be enough for Deadlock
“I’ll have a kit sent to your room, but I have to ask what were you thinking for a code name?”
“Codename?”
“Every agent gets one, so we have to assign you one.” She referred to her own ID card and took a seat at the firing range
“Come on, I don’t have the slightest idea of what to put for one. What would you put?”
Looking upwards in thought, Deadlock paused for a second before meeting your gaze
“They gave me my name because I can stall the enemy. You specialize in moving and being unpredictable.”
You nodded in agreement
“Perhaps, Nomad?” Deadlock shrugged her shoulders
“You know that sounds good. Put Nomad as my codename please.” You felt the name around a bit before settling into the callsign
“Hey Deadlock,”
“Yes?”
“Thank you for the name and for not letting me freeze.”
“It was no trouble at all.”
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学 习
Prompt: 15
Words: 547
You and Sage had a rule when it came to Christmas presents, only get what the other puts on their list. Yes, you still made lists. But it was easier that way and neither of you were complaining. While you were going to follow the list you got an idea, one that wasn’t on her list but you hoped she would be grateful for.
You spent a lot of money (A few hundred) and much more time completing it for her. As you needed at least 1 part done by Christmas morning. With her working at the protocol this caused her to be away for a lot of the time, which worked out amazingly for you. This gave you more than enough time, or so you thought.
Learning Chinese was harder than you thought. Most likely because she was a native speaker but she made it look so easy. The textbooks and courses helped just enough, a good chunk of learning was by other online means. But in the end? You finally got there.
Soon enough it was Christmas eve, with Sage having returned just yesterday. As, what you’ve been told everyone if possible has been either sent home or gone on their own. But will have to return if needed, either way you feel lucky enough that she’s here now.
For now she was in the kitchen, having entered hours ago but never left. You could smell the food she was preparing but knew you weren’t allowed to enter. Last time you tried your head was aching for a few days.
From the smell and the few, quick glances you managed to sneak you had an idea of what she was cooking. Shaobing, made to be prepared with her other dishes and sauces. Multiple pots and pans sat on the stove and around it, a few were boiling away. But next to them were bowls of dumplings, Sage still finishing the last few.
As quick as you looked you left, seeing as it was getting late. You finished a little quicker than normal with Sage still cooking away. So why not help her? Grabbing one of her many robes, a simple white one. To lay on the bed with a matching hair clip as well.
Heading to your connected bathroom to prepare the items of her nighttime routine. It took a little while but hopefully this would help. And just as you sat everything out she entered the bedroom. Having just finished cooking, almost ready for bed.
“德芙, thank you!”
She was quick to pull you into a hug, leaning over to leave multiple kisses on your cheek. Her gloss leaving shiny marks behind.
“Go get ready!”
You usher her and her items into the bathroom, you were tired and were ready for tomorrow. And it couldn’t arrive soon enough. It felt like you just closed your eyes for a moment, next thing you knew Sage was leaning over you to slowly wake you up.
“不...”
As you turned over you felt her actions pause. Before laughter filled the room.
“这就是为什么要有教科书!”
“What?”
“I think you need some first hand help, we’ll start today.”
Leaning down to leave a kiss on your cheek. Her hand smoothed over your hair before lifting off, swiftly leaving the room.
“魏?”
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德芙 - Dove
不 - no
这就是为什么要有教科书 - That's why there are textbooks.
魏 - Wei
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𝙛𝙤𝙘𝙪𝙨 / 𝙨𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙭 𝙛!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧
welcome to my first writing post of 2023! i was feeling better and also was inspired by the cinematic + some tiktoks so here's some sage content! might do more in the future if im up for it :) happy new year everyone!
prompt: while you're trying to avoid her, sage finds you. things happen ;)
words: 1200
warnings: slight spice, mentions of sub/dom dynamics, use of honorific titles, sage being dommy mommy battle sage
There’s something to be said about the way you’re extraordinarily good at avoiding people. Now, you’re doing it because you’re avoiding them— you’re doing it because you’re trying to avoid one person in particular.
That person would be none other than the Protocol’s resident second-in-command and primary healer, Sage.
A reasonable question to ask now would be what exactly did you do to want to avoid her?
A valid question!
One you’re currently not at liberty to answer. You’re too busy trying to watch the latest episode of a TV show in the living room of the Protocol before training starts. You’re on deck with the other duelists for a good ol’ duelist-only training session, lead by Sova, funny enough. He is one of the best coaches, and one of the nicer ones.
You tilt your head at the screen of your laptop, sitting on the table in front of you with your earbuds plugged in. The plot makes no sense, what the fuck did they do to this? It’s a little ridiculous how badly the writers have screwed over the plotline for this season— the characters are just so all over the place, it’s a disgrace. There are so many things you change about this if you could just—
Being so entrenched in your show, you hardly notice a certain sentinel walking up to the other side of the table. Her hand moves smoothly to the top of your laptop before pushing the screen down and shut.
The cinematic music from the show comes to a dead stop, and leaves you only with the pounding of your heart in your ears. Your eyes slide up to meet Sage’s gaze, finding her warm brown eyes looking anything but happy to see you. Quickly, you glance around, finding you to be the only one in the room.
Where the fuck did everyone go?
Sage keeps her hand on your laptop, her ring shining in the light. With her hand in place, she walks to the adjacent side of the table, putting her other hand on her hip. She’s in her full battle gear— her white robes are clean pressed and folded primly, her right over the left. There’s something about seeing her in her gear that makes you a little warm under the collar.
(You know why. It’s fucking attractive.)
You make a show of glancing down at your wrist (bare) before moving to stand up from your seat. “Well, look at that, I have to go to training—”
Sage’s hand moves in the blink of an eye to your shoulder, where she shoves you back down into the chair. You go down with a solid thump.
Shit.
“You’ve been excused from training,” Sage says, a tone to her voice that sends shivers down your spine. Her fingers squeeze into the meat of shoulder, a tense spot only she knows of due to her extensive time massaging out the kinks from hours spent in the infirmary with her. You try to restrain a sound, but it leaves your mouth against your will anyway.
Sage merely raises her eyebrow.
“Emergency spike retrieval. We leave in 15 minutes,” Sage says.
You hardly have time to say a word before Sage moves again, throwing her leg over your lap and sitting down. Her hand grips your jaw— her fingers, so soft and nimble, hold you in place.
“Are you going to run off again, or have you learned your lesson?” Sage’s thumb moves back and forth over your bottom lip, and your face is flushed red with the raw surprise of Sage being so bold in the Protocol common area.
See, the reason you’d been avoiding her is because you’re like any other duelist— you rush into danger with bullets in your gun and grit in your teeth. More often than not, you come back to her battered and bloody; that’s your job.
Sage doesn’t like that, you being her… it doesn’t matter what you are to her. You’re hers, and she doesn’t enjoy seeing you in pain. Last mission you were on with her, things went a little sideways, which lead Sage becoming genuinely angry with you, and angry Sage is a hell of a lot to be scared of.
You being you, there’s a tendency to avoid people who are angry with you.
Apparently, you’ve taken too long to respond, because Sage taps your cheek twice with her pointer finger to snap you back to attention. You blink at her, showing your attentiveness (or lack thereof), and Sage hums.
“Focus. We only have a couple minutes before I need to send you off to the locker room,” says Sage, her voice covered in honey-sweet sugar that sends a shiver down your spine. “Are you going to listen to me, this time?”
There’s nothing you can truly do but nod in this situation, staring into her eyes. Any thought of avoiding her ceases to exist— you give up, simply, when it comes to Ling Ying Wei and who she is. She’s pleased; you know this, by the small upturn at the corner of her mouth. Your hands are kept firmly by your side— you’re trained, you know this, you know what to do.
“I won’t run off,” you murmur softly.
Sage smiles. “Good girl.”
Sage slides her other hand into your hair, gripping it as she brings you closer for a kiss, and oh, this is what you crave. You crave her, and you’re willing to give up every ounce of control for it, even if it means doing as you're told on the battlefield. Sage is akin to your handler, the one who can keep you disciplined, keep you compliant and docile in her hands.
You wrap your arms around her waist, burying your hands into the various folds and flaps of her clothes to touch her. Maybe you’re greedy, but you don’t care; Sage came in with a mission, and you’re never one to turn it down.
But Sage, the strong, wise Sage, always keeps you on your leash.
Her hand on your throat prevents you from kissing her any more. Her eyes are darker when she pulls away, and Sage clicks her tongue.
“Don’t get handsy now, bǎo bèi, we have a mission to do,” Sage says, lowering her hand to the collar of your hoodie. She curls her fingers, yanking it to tug you close to her. She whispers, “And if you do as you’re told, you’ll be rewarded very handsomely.”
Your eyes glimmer at the prospect of a reward from Sage.
Sage tightens her grip. “What do you say?”
“Yes, Mommy.” the words come out of your throat hardly louder than a whisper, but it’s enough for Sage. She gets up from your lap, adjusting her clothes until they look good as new. You’re left stunned, struggling to get up from the chair to go change into your gear.
God, you love it here.
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A/N: welp, i wrote something. back to my depression hole! thanks for reading :)
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How obnoxious would your s/o be after the "fraternization" ban is lifted?
Fandom: VALORANT
Characters: all - KAY/O
a/n: something I threw together after the most recent patch (6.01)!! i love them <33
Jett, Phoenix, Raze, Breach, Neon: these guys are not afraid to pda in the common area. if you two have been together before the rule was lifted, you can bet they're taking every chance to show their significant other off.
Chamber, Cypher, Yoru, Fade, Viper, Reyna: more often than not, they choose to keep their most meaningful acts in private, but if they get jealous, you can bet they're all over you. Chamber likes to fluster you in public and is probably the most cocky of the group.
Harbor, Skye, Astra, Sage: you are absolutely worshipped when you're alone. the most they would do in the HQ or on missions is hand-holding, hugging, or a quick peck on the cheek. I feel like one of their love languages would be physical touch or words of affirmation.
Sova, KJ, Omen: THE MOST TOUCH STARVED MOTHERFUCKERS OUT THERE!! As your relationship grew older, they would be more comfortable with little acts of affection in public. KJ would not be afraid to let you hang off of her like a little squirrel.
Brimstone: mans is gonna have a heart attack just thinking about the old rulebook. since he's the leader of the protocol, he keeps a lot of things private and to himself anyways. plus, he knows the younger agents would poke some fun at him.
#kieranwritess valorant#valorant headcanons#astra x reader#breach x reader#brimstone x reader#chamber x reader#cypher x reader#fade x reader#harbor x reader#jett x reader#killjoy x reader#neon x reader#omen x reader#phoenix x reader#raze x reader#reyna x reader#sage x reader#skye valorant x reader#sova x reader#viper x reader#yoru x reader#sorry to all of u whose favs' tags are lacking#i will try to have some harbor stuff up at some point#also sorry to my requests again i get carried away
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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐒 .
( Synopsis ) God, she was pretty
( Pairing ) Sage x GN! Agent Reader
( Content Warnings ) Cursing, mentions of death, reader describing how they felt like they got their head hit open since they feel numb and are unconscious, mentions of gunshots and death.
( Word Count ) 0.7k words // NOT EDITED!
Numb. You felt numb, restrained, dead even.
The braid of consciousness floating in the valleys of your brain told you otherwise.
If you were allowed to travel back in time, you desperately wanted to get those fucking bonus 5 redemption points you were given a chance to get while you were still studying in school. When your Middle School English teacher gave that stupid assignment in Google Classroom about making a 5 sentenced paragraph with adjectives and tenses underlined.
Why? It's because you want to subtly share with someone how you feel right now.
You would type with high intelligence under the question, and I would quote,
"If there is a possibility in the future where I get to act in a movie, I want to act in a horror movie. As if, there's a scene where the enemy hits my head open with a stone from the mountains and proceeded to scoop up all my existing brain cells with my small plastic ice cream spoon from lunch. Then they would wrap it in tissue, tuck it into my pocket, and throw me down the mountain. It is because I realized at this moment that everything will get harder, and I feel dead."
Except, your work isn't exactly rated PG, you won't actually submit it, with the cherry on top being that the adjectives and tenses weren't underlined. Wait, was that even 5 sentences?
Your body screamed at you to move. Internally screaming with your imaginary vocal cords, you yelled, Get yourself together. So you tried. You did, once, but you failed. That once being:
You tried wiggling side to side as a hopeless turtle flipped upside down. For a millisecond, something sharp traveled through your body like a bullet train. But the pain was inhumanly unbearable. Nope, alright, not doing that again.
You tried, you really did. Promise. (Emphasis on 'tried' used thrice.)
From there, you decided to stay put, floating inside your mental abyss. You haven't experienced this feeling in so long. When was the last time you felt numb?
Then, Santa Clause came to visit you with his reindeer.
It felt like the unforgiving arctic snow came to say hello and remind you to pull out your wish list for Christmas. It seeped through your veins, your temperature dropping at an alarming rate.
For a moment, you swore, Santa's reindeer would trample you any second now.
NONONO PLEASE I DON'T WANT TO DIE RIGHT NOW I STILL WANT TO LIVE AND LEARN HOW TO SWIM AND AND- (There was no third 'and', you just wanted to live.)
Pale green blinded your vision as you awoke to reality.
The sound of gunshots distinctively enters your ears. Welcome back to reality! They seemed to say gleefully while flying to the other side of the area. You stumbled for a moment, clutching your still-beating heart. Right, the mission. Just breathe in, and out. In, and out.
"Thank goodness Sage managed to res your stubborn ass this time..."
"Viper?" Res?
You rubbed your eyes. Bones? Intact. Eyeballs? In shape. Teeth? Yes, you can still taste your breakfast this morning. But how?
"Head back to our aircraft, our newest agent can replace your position as you recover. We're already short-handed, losing someone like you would be less than ideal.."
"Meet Agent 7, the one who resurrected you. Sage."
She motioned with her head, look behind you to see her.
You turned around, curiosity getting the better of you while asking Viper what she truly meant by 'resurrected.'
"Wait, resurrected, what do you..."
Your heart skipped a beat when you saw the woman before you.
"...mean..."
Sage, was like those goddesses described in a codex hidden under the treasures of Egypt. Her eyes were beautiful, unmatched, unrivaled with wisdom and humbleness. At first glance, she had an aura of elegance and empathy, the traditional clothes she wore fitting her perfectly.
Was she a Princess? A knight? A queen? An empress? You wouldn't even be surprised if she wasn't one, her beauty was out of this world, and she didn't need to be in any of those roles to grab your attention. Hell, she didn't even need to try getting your attention.
"I look forward to working with you." She smiled, just a small smile. Yet, it felt warm. It felt like the warmth of the sun.
"Uh- uhm, haha... hi :D"
God, she was pretty.
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