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Hi! I love you’re works and headcannons and was wondering if I could request you’re thoughts or head cannons with chamber, reyna, omen, and cypher (all romantic) for a reader with the powers of scarlet witch. Thank you so much!
Valorant Members reacting to their partner with Scarlet Witch powers!
(Chamber, Reyna, Omen, and Cypher)
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Chamber :
He immediately knew not to get on your bad side.
He’s a business man and had hoped to become your friend since you were a useful ally. However, that plan went south when he started falling for you.
At first he blamed it on his love for power. It took him a while to come to terms he had been enamoured by the witch - and not just for your powers.
When you two get together he does ask certain questions about your powers but they’re calculated. Like if he could use some of your magic to power his guns or contraptions.
He thinks that when you lose control on the battlefield it’s extremely hot - and he definitely flirts even while you two are in danger.
“Mon amour?” Chamber questioned from his desk, slowly peeking to look back at you. You raised an eyebrow. “Come here, will you?” His hand motioned out and you took it. He tugged you to stand next to him.
Your eyes stared down at the new gun he had been busy assembling.
“New gun for a client or for you?” You questioned as his hand rubbed against the small of your back.
“Actually I made it for both of us. I was wondering if it was possible given your powers, if you could charge it?” His voice became a bit softer as his lenses stared up at you. Chamber almost never brought up your powers unless you were in pain or something had happened during a mission.
“Charge the gun, huh?” You gave a little smirk as his cheeks went a bit red. It still amused you that he got nervous.
“I just thought-”
“Don’t worry. I’ll charge it.” You chimed, leaning down to press a kiss to the crown of his head. He only slumped in the chair as his smile grew.
Reyna :
Reyna would be the perfect partner for you.
She understands what it’s like to dabble in lives and taboo. So when she sees your powers she’s impressed.
She’ll try and get you to practice with her - if you can tug the enemies in then she can steal their lifeforce. It’s a win win.
Although you are powerful she still will want to protect you. Anyone who says anything even close to negative about your powers she snaps at.
“Let it go!” Reyna cackled as she sucked the lifeforce of Clove away. You had been stationed near the choke, pulling the enemies in to give Reyna just a few seconds to get shots off.
Your body surged at the sight of her, the purple pulses of energy coming from her only boosting your own.
“Keep going!” You choked out, the magic swirling deeper into you as the adrenaline rushed. You could hear the scuff of footsteps running away from the two of you.
“You can’t run!~” Reyna laughed out as she already started her pursuit, you close behind. You had to admit - any mission with your lover always turned into a very liberating one.
Omen :
Omen can see the pain that comes from having your powers.
He immediately took a liking to you and would seek you out. Your friendship only blossomed from there.
He tries to protect you - not from others but from yourself. He’s always making extra snacks or fluffing the pillows on the bed to make sure you’re comfy.
It’s not that he’s not impressed with your powers, he just wants you to know you come first and always will.
While fighting he uses his smokes to get you angles or let you ‘charge up’. He works in sync with you to blind them and let you release the havoc that swirls inside of you.
“You must be tired.” Omen’s gloves rubbed at your shoulders as he came up behind you.
You had been on a mission all day and worked your powers to the bone. Your body ached and your mind reeled from all the death and destruction. It wasn’t that it bothered you, it was moreso just a chore at this point.
“Mm.” You hummed out, eyes looking down as Omen settled a plate of cookies next to you.
“I made them for you. Tea will be done soon. Take a real break.” His nails scratched at your neck in a comforting manner before he turned to finish up. Your hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. You had truly picked the right man to be yours.
“Thank you.”
Omen only squeezed your wrist, his voice dropping into a whisper.
“I know how it feels. Always.”
Cypher :
Cypher is interested.
You caught him multiple times trying to get a closer look at your hands or your books. He was fascinated with your powers and he couldn’t exactly do a deepdive search about it.
That curiosity is what brought you two together and now you’re quite the tag-team.
When Cypher is busy ‘researching’ in his office you can sit and read or even practice magic. There’s an understanding for quiet time between you both.
Cypher creates specialized tripwires that ignite with your magic that burn or track enemies. You two together are a destructive pair that nobody wants to face.
“Don’t you think they’re scary?” Phoenix motioned over to where you and Cypher were sitting on the couch. Him, Jett, and Yoru had been busy making bets all day on how Cypher had ended up landing a ‘baddie’ like you, as Jett had put it.
“Yeah I mean aren’t we all? But they’re tipping a little on the dark side.” Jett joked, her eyes rolling a bit in a ‘yikes’ manner as the group watched.
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Your hand had rubbed over Cyphers as you stared down at the chess board. You could feel the watchful eyes of your teammates watching you from across the room. Apparently Cypher had as well, as he leaned in to whisper.
“Do you think we should scare them, little hex?” His mischievous chuckle only egged you on. You nodded as you tried to keep a smirk from growing on your face. “On three we both turn to look straight at them.”
You nodded as his hand began a slow tap.
One.
Two.
Three.
You both turned in your chairs abruptly, gazes crazily making their way to the trio.
“WHAT THE-” Jett schreeched as she gusted herself back to the door. Phoenix shook his head and turned around immediately, walking out.
“Ah hell nah mate!”
Yoru had looked surprised for only a moment before his face fell again and he let out a tired, “Ugh.”
It only took seconds after they all left the room for you and Cypher to fall into a fit of laughter.
“Are we mean?” You choked out, trying to take a breath despite the chuckles that left your lips.“Who cares. That was amusing.” Cypher’s hand hit his knee and you could feel the smirk in his voice despite the mask. Besides, you two would do this again when the opportunity arose.
hello! can i request a gekko x reader who looks down and sad because they feel left out? like they went out on a mission and had the least contribution and when they went back to HQ, she just seemed down and all until he saw them crying in their room and comforts them? i apologize if it might've already been taken n i feel rlly down rn 🥲🥲
You failed your mission and almost got Reyna killed. Brimstone wasn't pleased but at least you had your boyfriend to back you up.
A/N : Finally getting through requests. I know it's been quite a while but here ya go!
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The mission hadn’t exactly gone to plan.
And that was precisely why Brimstone was currently giving you shit.
“You should’ve been there! We needed you at B site but you took too long!” His hand came down on the table as you shrunk back in your chair.
It wasn’t that you were a meek person who was scared to fight back for yourself - no. It was more the acceptance of your failure. You had been too distracted with the shipment crates that looked suspicious on B site and had almost cost Reyna her life.
“Brim I’m sorry-”
“Sorry don't cut it kid. This is the second time this month. You’re gonna see Sage tomorrow.” Brim demanded as he rubbed over his face. “Listen.. I know I’m being harsh but this is for the best.” He added on, his voice taking on a softer tone.
All you could do was sigh.
You knew he was right.
“Okay.” You nodded as you got up out of the office chair. “Thank you.”
You could barely hold in your emotions as you trudged to the door. You didn’t know what bothered you more - the fact of almost getting your teammate killed or being left behind.
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You hadn’t made it far before you shuffled into your room. You had planned to hideout in bed and let your emotions pass.
“Stupid crates.” You gritted out as the tears flowed, hand smacking against your pillow.
If only you had been quicker like Jett. If you had been able to throw up walls like Viper and Sage…
“Eyy love! I’m back!”
There was an abrupt knock on your door. Your mind panicked as you attempted to rub the tears off your face. It didn’t work.
Gekko entered the room right after the knock. His face fell the moment he saw you shaking in bed.
“What happened?! Are you hurt again and refusing to go to Sage?” His feet pounded over to the side of the bed, hands moving across you to check for cuts.
You could barely keep yourself together as you shook your head no. It felt wrong to feel guilty about crying in front of your boyfriend but that’s how it always was. Definitely when you had to get to the part about the mission.
The mission.
Tears broke loose again as you threw yourself into his arms. His hands rubbed at your back in soothing motions.
“Hey, hey. I’m here now. You’re okay.” He whispered out, lips pressing a soft kiss against your temple.
That only made the tears fall faster. The tug of despair and tepid embarrassment pounding at the crumbling wall inside.
“I-I failed. Reyna almost..” You trailed off, coughing into his shoulder as your body heaved from the display. It felt pathetic and yet Gekko hadn’t moved back.
“I did too.” Gekko let out a small chuckle, pulling you out so he could see you. His thumbs rubbed under your eyes, collecting the tears that stained your skin. “I was with Phoenix today on a pickup mission and we lost the item. You don’t have to carry all of that on your own - and besides, it seems it’s not a good day for either of us.”
Your eyes widened a bit at his confession. You knew he was going on a mission today as well and now you felt selfish for sitting in your room sobbing when you should’ve waited for him to get back.
“I-I’m sorry. About the mission and-”
Gekko only tugged you back forward, your head cradled in his shoulderblade.
“No sorries. I wasn’t saying that to make it about me, beautiful.” He leaned down to brush his lips against yours despite the mess that had worked its way across your face. “I’m just saying that it happens. Not everyone is perfect - well.. except me.” He joked with a wink, a tired laugh erupting from your choked up throat.
“Yeah right.” You teased back as he rocked in place, swaying you with him. His eyes stared down at yours for a moment, forehead pressing down.
“I’m here. We all mess up - that’s the nature of missions. Next time just text me so I can get us both desserts and we can cry together, yeah?” He left quick kisses against your cheeks and jaw. You squirmed in his hold, laughter leaving you before you could stop it.
“O-Okay.” You choked out.
You knew that the thoughts might plague you later but for now you had him - and that was all you could ask for.
hii! would you be willing to write smtg with sova and a fem reader that joined after, but they knew each other before? just cutesy fluff vibes
You'd known Sova when you were younger but he had disappeared. Now he's back and you don't know if thats for better or worse.
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A/N : Sorry it took so long for me to get back to you with this. I know it's not just cutesy fluff but I had a hard time trying to think of ideas for how they knew eachother before and it ended up on this. I hope you still enjoy!
The hidden letter in the mailbox had been more than enough. You had been looking for a purpose bigger than the jobs you had been working since the Radianite explosion. Crate shipping wasn’t your fate, it couldn’t be.
“Y/N, I’m glad you’re here.” The older man, Brimstone, clapped you on the back. He had been the one to send the invitation and now seeing him in the flesh put a lot of worries at ease. You had heard of the Valorant operation but mostly through hushed whispers and mentions of them being crazed maniacs.
But, Brim seemed like a capable man and Sage hadn’t been a let down either.
“We are all glad you are here. Let me show you to your room so you may settle in.” Sage’s hand expertly steered your body away from Brim, both you and her giving one last nod to the man.
“I’m sure you’ll fit in well. We do have a lot of characters but you can always seek any of us out for help.” Sage started and paused as she stood in front of a door at the end of the hall. “Sova and Viper are the other most reliable members. You’ll meet them tonight if you come to dinner but that isn’t to rush you into anything.” She smiled as her nails grazed against your forearm. “This is you.”
Your mind was already swarmed with a million things. Rules and regulations, new tech and building layouts. But now Sova and Viper were added to that. Viper sounded like a person that had that nickname for a reason - and you particularly didn’t want to find out why. But Sova had sounded eerily familiar. It taunted like a memory just far enough away to not reach.
“Y/N?” Sage repeated and you startled out of it.
“Right! Thank you so much. I’ll just.. get to it.” You motioned to the room as Sage turned to take her leave.
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The room hadn’t taken long to adjust into. It was much larger than the last compound bedroom and it even had a high tech tv.
Luxuries.
But that hadn’t stopped you for long as your mind wandered back to your teammates. There were quite a few that filtered in and out of the base. Some even lived there like you.
That was always the annoying side of jobs like this. If you didn’t care for the people you couldn’t exactly get rid of them. But, Brim had promised they were a likeable bunch and you were still curious about this Sova.
“Take one hundred million.” You thought sarcastically to yourself as you slipped back into the halls.
The sounds of dishes clanking and voices debating filled the air the closer you got. The push doors making your entrance feel way more dramatic than needed.
“Yo man, wassup! Welcome in!”
The British accent had been an abrupt but warming welcome as you stopped in place. Your mind reeled as the steely tech eye stared back at you.
Sasha.
“I-Thanks.” Your eyes stayed glued to Sasha as you slowly took steps forward. His gaze didn’t falter either as he quickly got up, moving around the table.
“Y/N! It has been such a long time. I wasn’t aware you were joining.” His gloved hand reached to pull a chair open, calm smile soothing away any worries. At least, any worries that weren’t regarding him.
It had been a long time.
“Since that little town in Siberia. How long has it been.. Five years?” You settled into the seat as he tucked you into the table. Your body could barely process what was happening around you - what had been placed right in your path yet again.
“Oi Sova, mate, you wanna introduce us to your old pal?” The man that had originally welcomed you obviously curious and impatient.
Sova’s undisturbed laugh flitted through the air filling your chest with a warmth it hadn’t had in a long time.
Not since the moment. Not since the time you thought you learned your lesson.
His hand trailed over your shoulder, in a manner as respectful as the touch could be, before he spoke.
“This is Y/N, Phoenix. She’s very astute and you would do well to keep her as a friend.” Sova nudged between the two of you before he went to sit back down.
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The pleasantries and introductions had lasted a few hours. A surprisingly enjoyable few hours minus the elephant in the room.
You had liked your coworkers, even if a few of them seemed more like people you kept at arms length. Phoenix and Jett had been firecrackers, quick to tell you all the ‘secrets’ about the others and how living here went. They had even claimed they would “take you on as their prodigee” and any questions you had they could answer.
It was all very kind and while you had a lingering question, you knew they couldn’t answer it.
“Sasha..” Your eyes stared down at the photo as you rested in bed. His arm wrapped around your shoulders in a tight embrace that hadn’t rubbed off for years to come.
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The old job at the restock station hadn’t been much but it did come with visitors, and Sasha - well Sova, happened to be one of them.
He would come in every Wednesday and Friday to get snacks or camping items. He always brought along his dog and a tip that outpaid anything your boss was giving you.
“Oh Sasha you always do this.” You chuckled as he slid his fingers across the counter, the money settling near you. His soft grin only growing as he grabbed his items.
“Then you best get used to it, dove. You deserve much better than this.” His hand reached out to squeeze yours. His eyes flickered between things in the shop with an expression you hadn’t seen before. He gave you one last look from the door and lied to himself.
“See you soon.”
-
He hadn’t seen you soon. In fact, you had believed you would have never seen Sasha again but fate had other plans.
A knock startled you out of whatever trip down memory lane, your hands reaching for a coat as you stumbled out of bed.
“Yes! One second!” You screeched out. Who would need to tell you something at 1 am?
You had yanked the door open and the hall light blinded you. Blonde hair and that calculating gaze stood waiting.
“Y/N.” Sova’s voice sounded taut with something.
Had he been thinking about what you had? About what you had almost become?
“Sasha.” You whispered out. Your heartbeat thrummed in your ears like a war cry and you could feel yourself suddenly very aware of your mismatched pajamas. “I-Uh wasn’t expecting you.” You smoothed over your pants in an awkward attempt to look more put together.
“Don’t worry, dove. You look good. You always do.” His voice carried as if he was unsure if he was allowed to still call you that. His eye searched for permission or any sort of tell. It felt like a stab through the heart.
After all this time, after he left.. he was now crawling back? Now trying to slide back in after everything?
“I-It hurt.” Is all that could leave your lips. It was the only thing that felt needed. That you deserved after all this time.
It had stung. It had felt like a bad joke when you two had been teetering so long on being a couple and then he had never shown back up again. The months of wondering if something had gone wrong or maybe you had been a passing fascination.
Sova’s lips parted as a small sigh escaped. His thumb rubbed nervously at his pointer.
“I know. I do not deserve your time but I’d like to at least talk to you. Tell you the truth.”
The silence stood tall for a minute before you finally moved. Your hand motioned him into the room despite the tug at your nerves.
“Come in then.”
“Thank you.” He breathed out as he walked in, quickly settling on the side of the bed. You clambered into the sheets as you awaited whatever story or excuse he had for you.
He cleared his throat as his eyes turned to yours. They didn’t falter, trying to prove just how serious he was.
“When I saw you that final time all those years ago I knew I couldn’t come back. I knew it would be too tough.” His hand dug into the bedsheets, shoulders going jagged. “I had people after me. People that would scratch off any weakness of mine to get me to crack.”
You felt something curl in your chest. Something that you had tried to bury for five years.
“Weakness?” You whispered out, eyes staying on his despite the emotions welling within.
“Weakness. Dove you don’t understand..” His fingertips grazed yours, eyes dropping to stare at the touch for only a moment before he pulled himself away. “I was falling for you. I wanted something more than just my own survival and that was not fair. I couldn’t risk your life - not at that time.”
“Why? Why couldn’t you have spoken to me?” You retorted, your body filled with an explosion of everything you hadn’t understood all these years. You winced at the louder tone of your voice but still held firm.
“I wanted to! I really did! But I was a wanted man and you were a civilian.” His mouth opened and closed before putting it into his hands. “You were more than a civilian - you were a shining light. A beacon of hope in the cold forest I was used to.” His body shook slightly, shuttered breath filling the tense air.
“That’s not fair.” You choked out despite the winding hands gripping in your chest. Your lungs stuttered as his eyes softened and his hand slowly placed on top of yours.
“It isn’t. And it isn’t fair for me to come to you now, begging for what I left so many years ago.. But if you would just give me one chance..”
One chance.
That one word held the result of your enjoyment now at the base. You had to work with Sova and it wouldn’t be smart to deny that. But being more than that..?
“Okay. For old times sake.” You felt the words leave you before you could properly process them. His face gleamed as he got down on his knees in front of you, pulling your hand to his lips.
His eyes held a deeper promise - one that he couldn’t make years ago. His lips brushed the back of your hand, thumbs brushing lightly against your palm.
“I won’t make the same mistake again.” He whispered out. You could only manage a small smile, brushing your empty hand through his locks.
“No, you won’t.” You nodded, making sure to let Sova take the words as a threat and reassurance. You were generous but not stupid. He only gave a light chuckle to the words, his grin growing larger.
“You always were quick to adapt.”
That sentence got a smirk out of you, your body covered in flames as he leaned up and got closer. His breath dusted against your face as his arm slid onto the bed beside you. Your throat spasmed but you still forced the words out.
“Some things don’t change.”
“No,” Sova whispered back, his hand cupping your jaw. He finally leaned in, eyes closing as he spoke the last words needed.
