Hello, Iâm Sumei!! Iâm a queer POC writer currently obsessed with Valorant. Below are the fics Iâve written thus far and keep those in mind before you request :)
My main is @syoemei so if I like/follow you back itâll from there! Also I draw there if you wanna check it out (sometimes valo :3)
hiii may i request some fade x neon fluff for their first kiss after pining for a while bc both of them thought it was an one-sided attraction? i've fallen in love with this ship HARD
sorry for the wait! hope you enjoy <3
First Kiss (Neon x Fade)
Word Count: 440
âHey, Fade, I added some new songs to that playlist I made for you,â Neon quickly said, trying to sound casual.
Fade immediately lit up with excitement. âGreat, thank you. Iâll check it out soon.â
Phoenix, overhearing them, promptly nudged Neon, âoi, why donât I have a personalizedââ At this comment, Neon sent a mild shock into his side, âshut up, fire boy.â Phoenix just rolled his eyes and gave a knowing lookâ everyone knew at this point.Â
Neon just huffed, continuing to vow to hold her secret to the grave. Because what would Fade think? Gods forbid she entertains the possibility that it could potentially be reciprocatedâŠ
One day, Neon and Fade were hanging out as they normally did, Neon blasting music and Fade crocheting
It wasnât a date, per se, mostly because both of them were too embarrassed to admit it and too dense to consider that the other felt the same way (but all the other agents noticed that they were not invited to such hangouts)
At one point, Fade asks Neon to grab her a different yarn color and in her excitement, Neon trips over giving it to Fade, landing far too close for comfort
They sit like that for a moment, faces almost touching and hearts racing. Fade can practically feel the electricity in the air, figuratively and literally. Neon is humming with excitement and Fade can sense her fear⊠but itâs excited. Thatâs new.Â
At the same time Fade blurts, âI like you, Talaââ
Both of them stare at each other for a moment and then the words donât stop. âOh. Oh.â âSorryââ âNo no, I like you tooââ âReally?â âYeah, can Iââ âCan weâ?â
Their first kiss is messy, a bit shocking, but it grounds Neon in a way sheâs never felt before. Sheâs still shaking from adrenaline and yet the world feels stiller than sheâs known for a long time. Everything is still, and the eye of the storm is Fade.Â
When they pull away, Fade feels her face hurting and she realizes itâs from smiling so hard. She canât pull the expression from her face⊠nor does she want to.Â
Sheâd never imagined that Neon would feel the same way. The agent has been one of her closest friends since joining the VP and it didnât take long before she realized itâd grown larger than just a friendship, at least on her side.Â
âI really like you,â Neon whispers like itâs a secret, still smiling dopily. Fade just laughs and gently intertwines their fingers. âI like you too, gözlerim (my eyes).â
heyho all! thank you for the continued love on all my works :)) just wanted to let you all know that iâll be closing requests (though general asks are always welcome) + taking a short break since i recently moved and everything is a lot :,D thank you for all the nice comments & notes on my posts tho i read every one and it means a lot :)
Hello!!!! I love your fics and was wondering is you could do the val agents comforting reader on their period, iâm currently on mine and it sucks lol need some comfort. Anyway I was wondering if you could do Cypher, Sova, Skye, Sage, Viper, KJ, and any other agents you want to do :) Thanks <3
so so sorry this ask took so long!!
Agents comforting reader on period (Cypher, Sova, Skye, Sage, Viper, KJ)
Word Count: 645
Cypher
Anything you require, heâs got you covered: pads, tampons, hot water bottle, tea, etc
If you inevitably get cranky, heâs always there with understanding words and god knows this man is totally fine just lazing around for the day
Mysteriously, your name is removed from all chore lists in the VP for the next week
I also HC that Cypher has a cat, and it would probably be a bigger relief to you than Cypher himself, curling up in your lap and keeping you company
If he had to leave for work, he would make sure to keep an eye on you. The moment you need anything, heâs back
Sova
Like Cypher, is always over prepared. He also brings the added bonus of massages and being very warm, so a perfect cuddle buddy during the worst cramps
If you have any duties or things to get done, just mention it and heâll get it finished to ease your mind
Makes the best hot chocolate
Would be happy to sit with you in silence if you just needed company to get through the worst of it
Skye
Always willing to talk to you through your PMS or cramps. Her abilities can ease the worst of the cramps but it still doesnât change that it just sucks sometimes
Would drag you outside your blanket cocoon to sit on the porch and watch the sunset or just nature
Would also take you on a walk if youâre up for it (would cite exercise helping cramps feel better)
The type to try to distract you from wallowing, either with home baked scones or putting on a movie
Sage
Sheâs immediately ready with some green tea, pillows, and whatever products you need
Unfortunately her abilities canât completely ease the pain but it does help
The type of person to remain completely calm and sympathetic in the face of PMS-fueled breakdowns
The moment you mention going back to work after clearly being in pain, Sage puts her foot down and demands you rest (she can be very insistent when she wants)
You worry about being burdensome since she already has to look after the others in the protocol, but she loves making time for you. Sitting on the sofa and catching up on whatever drama youâre watching at the time is relaxing for both of you
Viper
At first, she doesnât get how bad your periods are, since she tends to claim she can âmind over matterâ her menstrual cycle
Regardless of how well she understands it, she immediately works to figure out how to help you
At one point you have to ask her to stop running around and back and forth from the store and just snuggle with you (she forgets that the best solution might just be rest)
Would use her authority to get you out of all responsibilities and, knowing you donât like to make a big fuss, challenges anyone to comment on you disappearing for the week
Knows you like random knick knacks and gets you a giant snake plushie to hug and ease the cramps (kind of like a maternity pillow). Practical and adorable
KJ
Is a bit similar to Viper in that she overthinks how to help you (sheâd definitely make an overly accurate period tracker and categorize all of your side effects, with your permission of course)
Would build the best massager tool ever for you
Makes you comfort foods to eat and (may or may not) steal some of Cypherâs teas to offer you
If you became over emotional (worrying that she was angry at you, etc), KJ would systematically and logically break down all of your doubts.Â
Would enjoy any repetitive care things she could do for you, like massaging your shoulders or brushing your hair
She enjoys days in anyway, so staying with you is no burden to her
just hopping on here to say harbor is hot. still in a writing slump tho might push myself to chip away at some of the asks in my inbox currently⊠hope youâre all doing well :3c
heyho all! thank you for the continued love on all my works :)) just wanted to let you all know that iâll be closing requests (though general asks are always welcome) + taking a short break since i recently moved and everything is a lot :,D thank you for all the nice comments & notes on my posts tho i read every one and it means a lot :)
have you considered posting some of your work on ao3? i'm sure it would be very well received, especially the char x char stuff!
thanks for the ask! i have considered it, but i feel a bit of a⊠hmm⊠different pressure when posting on ao3? i like my work on there to be pretty polished, while i started this blog to keep writing more consistently for fun. i worry posting on ao3 might make so much pressure that this isnât fun anymore, you know? but i am flattered by your comment ty and i definitely will post here if i ever make one for my valo stuff :)
Could you do a KAY/O x reader where the reader is a mechanic and KAY/O keeps on coming to her because he keeps malfunctioning in his ult (downed) and she tries to fix him? Thank you !!!
thanks for the req! this is my longest fic for valo yet hope you enjoy :)
Need Repairs (Kayo x f!reader)
Word Count: 2k
The first time the robot came to your shop, youâd been about to toss your radio out the window. The thing was an old, buggy piece of junk that only seemed to break the more you tried to fix it and only seemed to play the old hits station.
When he walked into your shop you were on the verge of taking a hammer ot the radio and he paused. âBad time? I can come back later?â he asked.Â
His voice had so much nuance, you double took him, convinced he was some cosplayer in an elaborate costume with a vocalizer. Yet upon further inspection he was⊠if not a cyborg, an extremely well put together machine that also appeared to have fully functioning general intelligence.Â
The robot was huge, his figure taking up the entrance to your poorly lit shop, darkening the room except for the glowing parts on his chest and arms, as well as the large screen that made up his face. He was dressed in practical clothing, almost mercenary like.
You realized youâd been staring for an unknown amount of time, the robot ever patient, and stood up and away from your desk. You dropped the hammer unceremoniously. âShit, sorry. Um, how can I help you?â
âI was wondering if you could assist me. I believe there is something flawed with my system and I heard recommendations from the locals that you are competent,â he started.
You scoffed, âpleaseâ competent. I can do better than competent.â You wondered who had been underselling you.
âYou seem to be struggling with the radio,â he pointed out and you rolled your eyes.
âOkay, wellâ robots I can do, okay?â you make eye contact with vaguely where you imagine his eyes to be, reassuring him. Here was the sell, if he chose to take your services or not. As a freelancer, a little extra money was always nice.
He finally nodded. âVery well. Where is a good place for you to work? My maintenance panel is in the back.â
You pet the bench next to you. âThereâs good. Just sit down and Iâll get my tools.â He did as you ask and you realized you didnât even know his name (did robots for hire have that sort of thing?). You could hear your motherâs voice in your headâ you got to take someone out first before you open up their back!
âUm, whatâs is your name. Do you have one?â You awkwardly asked as you began unscrewing the back panel. As you set it off to the side you resisted the urge to whistle. Whoever this guy was, his construction was top notch. It was better than anything youâd seen at conventions or in the latest tech news. The panel had been so subtle, you wouldnât have even known it was there if you hadnât been told.
âKay/o,â the robot finally answered. âMy task is to eliminate radiants,â he added, matter of fact.
You blinked. You were under the impression that radiants were goodâ or at least the few individuals unlucky enough to be changed biologically by the First Light.
âOr it was⊠before,â Kay/o cut himself off. âAnyway. My issue isâ thereâs a special backup mode I go into when I sustain heavy damage.â You nodded, pleased that your guess that he was some kind of mercenary was right. âBut recently, itâs been feeling⊠strange after Iâm restarted.â
You hummed. Stranger than experiencing dying and coming back? If there was something irregular, you supposed a robot was the best to sense it. If something was quantitatively off, he would be able to tell.
You smiled wryly, âhave you tried shutting off and on again?â
Kay/o seemed to take the joke at face value. âI have, however the next time Iâm reset, it still happens again. It shouldnât be happeningâ a reset is a reset.â You canât see his face but the colors of the changing screen reflect off the wall.
âWell?â he finally asked after you donât respond for a moment. âIâm no radio, think you can fix me?â
You blinked for a moment, not even expecting the joke. A small laugh escaped you unconsciously. Yeah, you think you should be able to help this robot.Â
âDo you have your blueprints? That would make this easier,â you asked. That and perhaps analyzing general AI was perhaps beyond the knowledge of a homegrown mechanic who dropped out of college. But looking at the parts, seeing if anything was different, and fixing themâ that was where you excelled.
He shook his head, shoulders bent. âI donât. Not anymore.â
You nodded. Things happened. You brushed over the wiring and interface within his back. He truly was an inspired creation, you marvelled. To find whatever was causing the off-feeling would be⊠difficult without the blueprints.
You stood up. Regardless, Kay/o was now your customer and you had a duty to help him as best you could. âWeâll take a scan then and break down the different parts. See what could be influencing it.â
Kay/o nodded. âThis is acceptable. Just as long as I donât end up in the recycling.â You couldnât help but laugh at the unexpected joke.
âNo, that shouldnât be necessary,â you smiled.
You spent the rest of the day creating 3D models of the scans you did of his back components and head mainframe. The two of you talked, filling the silence (silence as of your radio being excommunicated), and you were surprised to find yourself entertained. Kay/o was a good conversationalist and honestly far above the average of most of your customers. You tried not to pry too deeply into his past or who he was, and the atmosphere was calm.Â
Kay/o eventually had to leave. âIâll return as soon as my work allows it,â he promised.Â
You nodded absentmindedly, already absorbed in the task that was his design. But when his figure finally left the workshop, it felt strangely quiet.
-
You hadnât quite realized that âback soonâ apparently meant three weeks. You supposed Kay/o perhaps was also a person who had to take odd jobs and the like, but he had your business phone and hadnât bothered to call?
When he hadnât returned in the first week, you had to set aside his project for other tasks in the meantime to keep the lights on. But in the evening when everything was cleaned up and your quicker jobs completed, you would pull up your computer and the model, taking apart and putting Kay/o together.
As the days went on, you found yourself, in a strange way, falling in love with Kay/o. Or at least, only in a way someone who worked with their hands could understandâ the way metal merged seamlessly with leather and silicon and other synthesized materials. Metal so hard it was bulletproof, yet light enough to move quickly. He was⊠for lack of better words, a killer robot. And apparently damn good at it.
You had no idea who couldâve made him. Most renown mechanics had their own touchesâ their signature marks in the way they intuitively put together their machines or, in some cases, an actual mark. Yet, Kay/o was flawlessâ unmarked.
The most fascinating part was his mind. The tangle of wires and synapses that were able to mimic a thinking, human brain. The way signals traveled through it were able to not only mimic the connectivity of a human mind but at the same speed, without overheating. It was a miracle of engineering.Â
You also discovered the drive behind what was listed as his âNULL/cmdâ ability. It seemed to trigger a huge wave of energy which also allowed Kay/o to shut down into a minimal energy-consumption state that he could be revived from. It also seemed to be directly connected to his neuron system.
Wait⊠what? You looked closer at the model, not sure if your tiredness was making the lines overlap. But no, your first impression had been correct. Everytime Kay/o was downed and then brought back, the shock of energy it sent to his brainâ what powered his AIâ got a sort of boost. Instead of the system falling back upon coded defaults, it was as though the ârulesâ of what made Kay/o Kay/o changed. They were instead based on probabilities, the collectivized experiences of every iteration of Kay/o that had ever been reset.
He was evolving.
The original coding, buried under years of distance and experience, painted the picture of a no-nonsense weapon, built to kill radiants. It was miles from the robot who had come to your shop and joked about recycling. Suddenly, you werenât sure if Kay/o needed fixing.
You went to sleep that night, uneasy thoughts keeping you up late.Â
-
The next day, naturally, was when Kay/o reappeared.
âYouâre back,â you said. Clearly.Â
Kay/o nodded. âIâm sorry it took so long. Iâll pay extra for the work.â
You blinked in surprise, having almost forgotten your side hobby of working his designs had started as a job. âWere you able to find a solution to the issue?â he prompted you.Â
âWell,â you hesitated. âNot exactly.â You grabbed your computer that had the scans and pulled them up. âI was looking at the designsâ which was not very easy, by the wayâ and it looks like the component that powers your CMD/null is malfunctioning in a way that itâs changing. Self-evolving.â
You looked at him, concerned. His face was the standard projection, nothing showing what he was thinking in that brain of wires.Â
âKay/o?â you asked nervously.Â
His head finally snapped away from the diagram you were showing him to stare at you. Again, you felt the weight of his gaze. Finally, he spoke. âI⊠didnât expect this.â It was strange to hear a robot hesitate.
âMy system was always designed to innovateâ to analyze radiantsâ abilities and adapt. But this is differentâ more internal,â he explained slowly. âI am not the robot I should be.â
A red warning light appeared on his screen. âI must undo this.â
You stood up quickly, reaching out to him. âWaitâ what do you mean? What are you going to do?â
âSome damage must have happened when I came here. To this time. I need to undo it all,â Kay/o said grimly. Something dropped to the bottom of your stomach in dread.Â
âWait! Is⊠is the change such a bad thing?â you pleaded.Â
Kay/o tilted his head, confused. âI am not performing optimally.â He looked down and you realized without meaning to, you had grabbed his arm. âI cannot, not here. Perhaps I must find another mechanicââ
âNo! Kay/o, please. I⊠I like you this way.â You immediately flush at your own forwardness. âI meanâ youâre⊠funny,â you ended lamely.Â
His shoulders bent forward. âI⊠I donât want to feel this way anymore.â
âHow?â
âScared. Sad, angry. I never felt this before. Thereâs a pain in me that I canât shut off,â he said, as quiet as his vocalizer allowed. He looked at you slowly. âThereâs a feeling I canât quite place. But in my database it matches what seems to be⊠longing.â
You smiled at him sadly, feeling on the brink of tears. âYeah. I mean. Thatâs being human, you know?â
His hand reached out, hesitating to let you move away, until it reached your cheek. You leaned into his touch, the slight whir of mechanics vibrating against you like a pulse. You tried to ignore how your heart was racing right now.Â
âItâs not bad?â he asked, sounding lost like a kid. Your heart broke and was sewn back at the same time by his gentle touch.
âNo, Kay, no itâs not,â you whispered. Happy tears streamed down your face. âWeâll figure this out together, but no. I donât think this is bad.â
You wrapped him in a hug and he melted into you.
âOkay,â he said. And you could hear the relief in his voice.
hii i saw those ship requests and don't know if you're still taking them but if you are, can i get some soviper (sova/viper) hcs im starving đ thank youu <3<3
thanks for the request! agent x agent requests are always open :)
Soviper HCs
Word Count:Â 437
Fluff
Theyâre both two people who hold their feelings close to their chest
Owl and viper, the two of them are natural enemies, hunter and prey. Yet somehow the two of them are drawn to each other, through mutual cautiousness and respect
Viper would hold herself away from Sova at firstâ she doesnât like how observant he is. His eyes pierce into her.Â
One night out drinking, his facade cracks a bit. The stoic hunter becomes loud and boisterous, yet still she feels she doesnât have him entirely figured out and that infuriates her
Likewise, Sova enjoys the puzzle that is Viper. Half of his enjoyment in hunting is the challenge of itâ learning the habits and mannerisms of the prey he stalks. It becomes a mutual relationship, them giving and him taking. Itâs taught him to respect life and the creatures he studies
Heâs looked her upâ Dr. Sabine Callusâ even read some of her works. Sheâs an elusive mystery he just canât pin down
In the end, the two of them come to each other broken and piece each other together. The other never quite made sense because something was missingâ their other half
On the field, Sova provides information from above to Viper, who holds the ground
Viper appreciates Sovaâs bluntness. He feels real in a way the people in academia or her work never felt.
On Sovaâs part, he loves talking to Viperâ sheâs brilliant to him and he loves the way she sees the world, as twisted as it may be. They understand each other and he feels freed from egotism (part of why heâs never felt fully comfortable around Cypher or Chmaber)
He is the partner who gushes about the other (in his own way). Naturally, he doesnât bragâ Sova knows Viperâs work stands for itself, but he canât help but boast about her in a way heâd never for himself
This is not a PDA couple, and if they do cuddle, itâs Sova who initiates. Theyâre both big gift giversâ actions speak louder than words
Even though Viper seems like a judgmental person as a part of the facade she puts up to push others away, the two of them accept each other deeply
Viper lets Sova express his feminine side and she enjoys playing with his hair. Sometimes they accidentally switch shampoos and donât even realize it.
Likewise, if they get formally married, itâs definitely a âboth partners wear suitsâ type of wedding (and Viper would slay)
Overall, theyâre a power couple who show their most vulnerable and intimate sides only to each other, but love each other deeply
what other valo writers feel the struggle that chara x chara things never do as well in terms of notes as x reader stuff and itâs kinda discouraging when the same if not more effort goes into agent x agent as x reader stuff :,)
hi :) could you write soft cypher x omen? maybe something like omens never celebrated christmas before and cypher goes all out to make it extra special for omen? please :D
thanks for the req! beware hardcore fluff ahead :) also it was fun researching some of the other agents' holiday traditions, hope you like the cameos!
That Special Season (Cypher x Omen)
Word Count: 827
Fluff
When Omen comes up to Cypher one day in fall and mentions offhandedly that he thinks he might have enjoyed Christmas in his past life, Cypher canât believe how wistful his partner sounds
That makes up his mind that he must now immediately make it the best Christmas ever for Omen, lest their relationship fall to ruin and Cypher the worst boyfriend ever
(It doesnât help the pressure that Omen remembers so few fragments from his past life that they try to maximize what he does)
Cypher then promptly panics because he realizes he knows jack shit about Christmas, having grown up Muslim and not really paid attention to whatever advertisements there were during Christmas
He then goes to some of the younger agents for advice, because surely they have more holiday expertise than him
âWell, you have to have Christmas trees, caroling, advent calendars, parades, and the like,â Killjoy says, immediately info-dumping on him the moment he asks
Cypher hums, âbut it has to be special. For him.â
âOh we have a lovely lantern festival in the Philippinesâ theyâre huge and light up the sky,â Neon adds in. âThatâs special.â
Phoenix chimes in, âoh, youâve got to have crackers, mate. You know, the things that pop and there are gifts in âem? Omen would love that for sure.â
âI hung up lights and cook with my family on Christmas,â Jett adds. âMy bulgogi is the best.â
âMy family usually eats fried chicken and gives gifts,â Yoru surprisingly contributes to the conversation. At the stares, he shrugs defensively. âItâs a Japan thing, okay?â
âBruv, Omen canât even eat though,â Phoenix points out.Â
Cypher has to admit he has a point. He has a long list of things that he could do but honestly seem like minutiae that are distracting him from the point. Fried chicken and bulgogi would be great for the protocol but what would Omen want?
As the weeks and then days trickle down to Christmas, Cypher assists the others in the VP with decorating the common space. But even when the tree takes its place, something feels like its missing.
He takes to the internet and sees that apparently, people appreciate âheartfelt gifts from loved onesâ. Cypher tries to wrack his brain for what exactly Omen might want when he sees an extra pair of knitting needles heâs left out.
If thereâs anything Cypher is good at, itâs obsessively focusing on things and doing so secretively. He works on learning to knit (many a Youtube tutorial is used) and slowly but surely, a knitted hat with cat ears (he thinks itâs cute) takes form
By the time this is done, especially since he can only work on it alone in his office or elsewhere without Omen noticing, Christmas is almost upon them
Christmas day, the two of them spend as long as possible chilling in bed, curled around each other in the warmth of their bed. Cypher likes smashing his face into Omenâs chest and sleeping that way, even if it leaves imprints of his chest on Cypherâs face (he has a mask for a reason)
The morning is a whirl of gift giving and present opening. Cypher, who had never really paid attention to what the protocol had done in past years, nervously clutches at his poorly wrapped gift. When he offers it to Omen he can see the surprise in the way he holds it, surprised but tenderly
Whatâs revealed is a knitted hat to keep him warm (he often complained about phantom pain and aches). The stitches arenât the neatest and Omen can see stitches missing, but itâs heartfelt and filled with the essence of Cypher. He loves it.
Omen pushes back his hood and puts it on. âI love it, thank you,â he says, voice a bit choked up with emotion. He gives Cypher his gift, a long scarf, full of earth tones and a hint of gold and blue. Cypher marvels at the way some of the yarn shimmers as he turns the scarf over in his hands. âItâs beautiful, habibi (love). Thank you.â He leans forward to hug Omen when Phoenix yells from across the room: âwait!â
With a gust of wind, Jett zooms across the room and hovers in the air, holding a small plant with delicate leaves and bright red berries above them. Cypher blinks. âWhat is this?â
âMistletoe, dummy,â Jett laughs at him. âYou know what that means,â Killjoy adds on and laughs. Cypher rolls his eyesâ actually, he really doesnât.
Omen laughs, low and soft. âIt means we have to kiss,â he says, remembering. Is he embarrassed? Oh, Cypher definitely has to capitalize on this then. He leans forward again and pull his mask up from the chin just enough to expose his mouth. He feels the whole roomâs eyes on them and he gives a teasing smile. âWell, better give the people what they want,â he whispers and kisses Omen. âMerry Christmas, habibi.â
also fun fact, idk if anyone has noticed but i literally despise ây/nâ (using [name] is slightly better and ill use that if i have to) and will never use that in a fic. i feel like it disrupts the flow of the writing so much!! it enrages me!!
anyway no flak to those who use y/n or any other thing. itâs just my personal preference :)
Tag Nine(only tagged 8 because I ONLY KNOW 8 PEOPLE)Â People You Want To Get To Know Better
Fav Color: light pink, black, white, and anything light color similar to pastelÂ
Currently reading: Random fics and a bunch of Collinâs classics books like Alice in wonderland, Inferno, and Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Last song: Mariya Takeuchi - Plastic Love ç«čć ăŸăă (1985) [1080p]
Last series: anime series is Spy x Family, tv-series is Iron Chef
Last movie:Â Encanto
Sweet/spicy/savory: I love sweets and I FUCKING despise spicy foods :D
Relationship status: I have commitment issues so single
Favorite food:Â fast food, Iâm a very picky eater :(
Song stuck in my head:Â murder in my mind
Last thing I googled:Â ânot getting stardust on everskiesâ
Dream vacation: Marseille(France), Colorado, Sweden, and a bunch of European countries because why not?
Currently working on: if weâre talking about request fics, one yoru angst and another omen fluff, if itâs about right now then Iâm currently reading Lewis Carrollâs âAlice in wonderlandâ and Dante Alighieriâs âinfernoâ while searching for aesthetic back to school items all at the same time
something youâd like to add(optional):Â HELLOOOOOOO and to those i tagged omg omg i love all your works omg omg omg omg if i had a rose everytime i read your fics and shit i would have a rose garden and omg omg im GAYÂ
( fav color ) pale gold, velvet, soft colors or neutral earthy colors like sage green or vague brown
( currently reading ) a bunch of fics the heavens blessed me with here on tumblr
( last song ) Leaves by Ben&Ben đ
( last series ) Fairy Tail Hundred Year Quest
( last movie ) The Ring
( sweet/spicy/savory ) sweet!!! i very much have a sweet tooth for baked bread or delicacies or deserts. savory is second on the list because who canât resist savory mealsâ but donât give me spicy iâm a weakling
( relationship status ) very much single but iâm not looking for a relationship right now. the idea is nice though, but i think iâll focus on myself since meeting the loml would be impossible đ
( favorite food ) anything with cheese iâll eatâ not spicy.
( song stuck in my head ) Everlasting Summer by Seycara Orchestral
( last thing i googled ) crying bleeding shitting tears dog
( dream vacation ) New Zealand, France, Italy, and Greece.
( currently working on )
one: A Pulse Through Monitors
two: Fireflies 2
three: Cure My Heartsickness by Today
and a few more drafts and requests but iâm prioritizing these 3 first
( something youâd like to add ;; optional ) PLEASE SKIP/IGNORE THIS IF YOUâVE DONE THIS ALREADY OR YOUâRE LAZY TO DO IT! hehe i just tagged the people i admired and i love your energy and how you always brightened up our âlil community. that goes to you too Zena.
That feeling when two of your favourite writers tag you ahhhhhhhhh~
âFavourite Colourâ Navy blue
âCurrently Readingâ We Were Dreamers by Simu Liu
âLast Songâ 44 Bars by Logic
âLast Seriesâ (Un)Well
âLast Movieâ My Cousin Vinny
âSweet/Spicy/Savouryâ The spicier, the better! Like the make me regret the day I was born kind of spicy.
âRelationship Statusâ Happily taken! Itâll be three years in December.
âFavourite Foodâ Sushi
âSong Stuck in my Headâ I Like You (A Happier Song) by Post Malone
âThe Last Thing I Googledâ Total number of Pizza Hut locations
âDream Vacationâ Japan or the Maldives
âCurrently Working Onâ
VALORANT:
Lean On: Omen, Cypher, Chamber, Sova and Yoru find you passed out in the shower after incurring heavy injuries from a mission.
Chance Encounter: Chamber never expected to meet someone memorable at a bus stop.
Close Call: Yoruâs emotions slip out after you two return from a dangerous mission.
Eleceed:
Study Buddies: The study habits of the teenagers.
âSomething Youâd Like to Add (Optional)â Though I write x reader stories on Tumblr, my preferred style overall is character x character pairings. In fact, my favourite VALORANT story Iâve ever written is one about how Sova lost his eye fighting his mirror self.
âTagged Byâ @astolary (A fellow cheese lover! And the last thing you Googled had me dead đ) and @hhurric4ne (Youâve got great taste in colours and weâre Japan vacation buddies!). It was so much fun to learn more about you both! Thank you for inspiring me with your works, for your wonderful comments and feedback on my own stuff and for making my dash brighter with reblogs of your various interests đ„°
âTaggingâ @rekas-ava @jackobox @contingentconstellations @mediflo @starsinmars @aruberto @milkb0nny @cyphertripping @mirasolis You donât have to do this if you donât wish to, but Iâm just tagging you to let you know I appreciate you âš
last song: âthis must be the placeâ - dad sports
last series: currently watching dark (on netflix)
last movie: arrival (2016)
sweet/spicy/savory: i love savory foods! huge fan of pasta/ ramen (recently had some beef ramen that was so creamy 10/10). tentative fan of spice tho iâm always sweating through it.
relationship status: single
favorite food: grew up w a lot of japanese food so probably that (always a fan of a good noodle) though mabo tofu is growing in my comfort food list.
song stuck in my head: âbloodâ - grapetooth. such a catchy chorus.
last thing I googled: âvango bookâ (because i had to look up the author for earlier in this LMAO)
dream vacation: iâd love to go to taiwan one day or back to japan and just shop,,
currently working on: working on 2 general headcanon series, one for random weapon HCs of the agents, another for gaming headcanons of the agents (kinda meta haha). also working through some of my requests.
something youâd like to add(optional): i have 2 sova lineups on haven and i will never shut up about them im so proud that i actually remember to use them :,D
tagged by: @frozenfries
if im being honest,, im new to the community so most of the valo authors i follow have already been tagged but if anyone else in the community would like to do this pls do :)
hi! could you do pre-relationship omen x reader where the reader is really fond of cats and one day finds omen's kitty (who went for a walk without their owner's knowledge) and returns them? bonus points if omen is hesitant at first in fear that reader would be scared of him but reader is really friendly and nice :)
this was a really cute prompt, ty! (also yes, i named the cat jason after the VA- im just so creative đ€Ș)
Lost Cat (Omen x reader)
Word Count: 1400+
Fluff
Youâre an employee at the Valorant Protocol. To be honest, itâs not as big of a deal as it would seem from the name, if anything itâs more about having a sparkling clean background check over your specific skills. Your job involves scanning the internet and news for radiant-related incidents. Itâs meticulous work, but rewarding (and it beats your last job).Â
Youâre currently walking around the office on your lunch break. One of the many perks of your job is that the VP has significantly more funds than the average workplace to beautify itself and youâre currently enjoying yourself in the small garden area outside. Youâre picking through some leftover pasta you have from the last night, but your heart isnât really in it.Â
Thatâs when you hear the sound. Itâs a rustling in the leaves, too loud to be a gust of wind. You look to the side and thatâs when you see it.Â
Itâs a black cat, hazel eyes looking up at you inquisitively. You immediately melt at the sight, placing your lunch down slowly as not to scare the cat. You approach it and it lets out a soft mrrow.Â
âHey there,â you say softly, moving down to kneel beside it cautiously. The cat blinks but doesnât move away, it doesnât seem to be skittish. You see upon closer glance itâs well groomed, fur too soft to be a stray.Â
You offer your hand to it and the cat sniffs cautiously. It seems to accept you as it immediately rubs itself against you hand, insistently demanding pets. You comply, laughing. Who wouldâve thought?Â
You wonder idly who could be the catâs owner. The VP headquarters are specifically isolated from civilians and anyone who could stumble upon it, including animals. Which implies that the cat belongs to one of the agents who stay in the VP.Â
You hum to yourself as you consider the options, while also giving scratches behind the ear to the now loudly purring cat. Despite having worked at the VP for some time now, you havenât met many of the agents. Brimstone and Dr. Callas youâd met during the interview process, but youâre not sure if they seemed like the cat type. Furthermore, the residential wing was off limits to regular employees, you canât imagine how a cat snuck out here.Â
 As no one was near you, you wondered if the owner knew where the little guy was. You gently reach around the cat to pick it up and it folds compliantly into your arms with a tiny meow. Well, you may as well use the rest of your break productively to find whose cat it is.Â
Surprisingly the first person you run into is a tall man sporting a bold orange jacket. It looks like heâs running an errand but as soon as he sees you with the cat he pulls back and splutters. âOh god, is that a cat! Whatâs that doing there?â in a distinctive British accent. Seeing he wears no clearance badge you figure he must be Phoenix, one of the radiant agents.Â
âSorry, bruv, Iâm allergic,â Phoenix is still backing away from you slightly but you catch him.Â
âWait, Iâm sorry but do you know whose this could be? I think itâs one of the agentsâ. I found this little guy out in the gardens,â you ask him quickly before he can flee.Â
Phoenix studies the cat closer and you swear you can see the watering beginning in his eyes already. âOh, I think Omen mightâve mentioned getting a cat or something. I think he stays in his room most of the time. You could give him back to him?â He says, very clearly avoiding offering to do it himself.
You sigh. âBut I donât have clearance. And I really donât want to bother anyoneââ
âNo worries fam, I got you. Come on,â Phoenix gestures for you to follow him, still keeping a healthy distance between himself and the cat.Â
âI donât want to interrupt,â you quickly say but he waves your concerns aside.Â
âNah it was just some stuff Jett wanted me to grab, itâs no biggie,â he flashes you a blinding grin. You just give a grateful smile in response.Â
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A couple corridors and card swipes later, youâre in what seems to be the common room for the agents. Itâs similarly decorated to the office space of the VP, with a few more personal touches. Thereâs a TV and several gaming consoles attached, along with speakers. Itâs quite a homely space.
Phoenix nods down one hallway. âHis rooms down there. Should be labeled. Just knock on it, donât worry. Omenâs a friendly guy, he doesnât bite,â he promises.
 It seems like a strange remark but youâre busy ensuring the cat, who youâve been carrying for some time now, doesnât squirm out of your grasp. You donât pay the comment much heed. You thank him and are on your way.Â
Three doors down and you find it. You really hope he answers, otherwise youâre in an awkward predicament with one extra cat.Â
The door opens quickly at the knock. âYoru, do not test my patience, Iâm tired ofâ oh. Hello,â a figure stands in front of you. He sounds surprised but you canât get a read on him from his figure. Bandages seem to cover his form alongside a⊠you suppose itâs a mask. Blue light glows from behind it. All in all, itâs a frightening visage and you suddenly understand why Phoenix had given you a disclaimer.
At the silence, he seems tense and you almost want to say that he looks nervous. Because of you?
The cat in your arms begins to squirm harder at the sight of him and leaps down, rubbing himself against Omenâs legs eagerly.Â
âOh, Jason. You found himâ thank you,â Omen sounds genuinely grateful. He leans down to pet⊠Jason. But that comment is enough for you to snap out of your shock at the whole situation.
âHis name is⊠Jason?â You say, incredulously.
Omen looks up at you, seeming a bit embarassed. âI liked the name.â
âWhere did you find him?â He changes the subject. âI searched all over.â
âHe was in the gardens, in the main headquarters,â you explain and he nods.Â
âCheeky rascal, arenât you,â Omen admonishes the cat. Despite his deep, rough voice that nearly sends shivers through you, you can see he cares for the cat deeply.Â
âHeâs a beautiful cat,â you comment. The pet is a neutral ground, not about work or anything that might make Omen uncomfortable.Â
âIndeed,â he murmurs. âI chose him from the shelter since heâs a black cat. Thereâs always an over abundance of them,â he says sadly.Â
âHe reminds me of my cat. She was⊠the best. But she passed and itâs hard to keep a pet in this professionâ I have to be away so much, you know?â You shrug, trying to not act bitter. Thereâs a lot to be grateful for in your current job. You realize Omen is watching you, studying you. Even if you canât see his eyes you sense it.
âI understand. Well, you ever want to have some cat timeâŠâ Omen trails off. You realize heâs inviting you to hang out with Jason (and him as well, presumably).Â
You beam at the words. âIâd love to. Hey, do you have a phone? Iâll give you my number and just let me know whenâs a good time to come by.â
He seems to light up at the offer. âThat sounds⊠good. Wait,â he freezes. âI donât even know your name. You returned my cat to me and I havenât even asked,â he laughs sheepishly and even though it sounds a bit like pained scraping, perhaps a shadow of what it once was, the intent is warm. You find sheepish is a rather cute look on him.
You smile and give him your name while typing it into his phone as well. He hums. âIt's a lovely name.â
âOh⊠thank you,â you try not to show how much that flatters you. You hand back his phone and step back. âWell, I better head back to work now but, donât be a stranger.â You awkwardly shoot finger guns and Omen nods in agreement.
âSee you later,â he confirms. In a last farewell, Jason sticks his head out and letâs out a loud meow.
âIâll see you later too,â you coo, and give one last chin scratch. You wave goodbye again and head back down the hallway, reentering the general area of the headquarters. You feel warm, the sort of warm one has after a good conversation in the company of friends. You have a feeling Omen will text you back.
honestly i was feeling a bit poo poo garbo about valo lately from just not doing that well in games/ asshole teammates but just met someone very cool in a game and my faith is restored :,,) just everyday valo things huh