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Correspondence with Valorant agents Pt.5
POV: You're either alive or wish to be dead
This started as a joke and.. well.. heheh
Agents With A Younger Partner
Words: 657
Request: Hii<3 Can I ask for some relationship headcanons for Tejo, Reyna, Brimstone and Iso (I really love him) with a younger, gender-neutral reader? Sending lots of good vibes your way!
Requested by: @es3la
Asking you out | Valo men x Gn reader
Characters: Gekko, Chamber, Sova, Yoru, Phoenix, Cypher, Omen, Brimstone, Kay/o and Habor
Warning: Gn reader, fluff, maybe ooc, english isn't my first language
A/n: I decided to go back to my roots and write some headcanons for Valorant. Haven't written for them in some time and I'm not up to date with the current lore so sorry for inaccuracies
Thank you for reading and Comments, likes and reblogs are always appreciated and really motivate me to write more <3
Gekko
Gekko is usually chill, so he’d be more low-key when asking you out.
One day you’re hanging out, Wingman chilling on your lap, and he just casually drops it
“Yo, maybe we should, like, go out on an official date?”
He’s trying to seem nonchalant, but the way he scratches the back of his head gives his nervousness away
When you agree, he lights up, his eyes wide with excitement and a big smile on his face
“Sick! Let’s grab something to eat!”
He’d definitely text his mom right after and would update her on how everything went
Chamber
Chamber has always been smooth, always flirting like it’s second nature
But when he asks you out, it’s a bit different
You’re used to his flirty remarks, but this time, after a successful mission, he walks up and asks
“If we succeed today, how about we celebrate together? Maybe dinner, just the two of us?”
His usual cockiness is a bit toned down, and there’s a vulnerability showing in his voice making it obvious he actually cares about your answer.
When you say yes, he recovers quickly with a grin, “I’ll consider that a victory, then.”
Sova
Sova is more straightforward and doesn’t really beat around the bush
After a long mission, he’d find you alone, pulling you aside. “You know I value you more than just a teammate, right?”
He’s nervous, but he says it calmly, watching for your reaction
If you tease him about being a softy, he’d chuckle, cheeks flushing slightly, before responding
“Perhaps I am soft… but only for you.” He’ll suggest something outdoorsy as a first date, like a quiet night under the stars, just something close to nature
Yoru
Yoru’s got a reputation for being cocky, and he’d play into that even while asking you out
“I heard you’ve been into me for a while now?” he’d say, smirking, trying to act cool
He’s testing the waters, but there’s a slight hesitation as if he’s waiting to see if you’ll reject him or call out his bluff
When you agree, he’ll act like it was no big deal, “Yeah, thought so,”
But then, his smirk softens slightly, and he looks at you more seriously. “So, how about we make it official? I’m asking you out—me and you, a proper date.”
If you agree, he’ll play it off cool, but you’d still catch the pink on his cheeks before he quickly changes the subject
Phoenix
Phoenix doesn’t like wasting time, so he’d ask you out while you’re the two of you were joking around together.
“Hey, let’s stop messing around and go out for real,” he’d say, flashing that bright grin.
“I’m serious though. Gonna be the best date of your life, I promise.”
His usual confidence is there, but you can tell he’s nervous from the way he messes with his jacket collar
When you say yes, he practically lights up—“Aight, bet! You won’t regret it.”
Cypher
Cypher’s approach is more subtle
He waits for a moment when it’s just the two of you, maybe working on something together
He’ll lean in slightly and say in a low voice, “I’ve come to enjoy our time together... Perhaps you’d also like something more?”
His tone is cautious watching for your reaction, but you can sense the warmth behind his words
When you agree, he smiles behind his mask
“I had a feeling you’d say that,” he’d say, his voice softer. “How about dinner—just us?”
Omen
Omen is less direct when it comes to asking you out
One evening, after sitting together in silence, he'd hand you something small that he knitted himself
“This is for you.” he’d say in his usual low voice
If you ask him why he was gifting you this, he’d simply reply, “I want to be together with you.”
When you agree, there’s no visible smile, but you’ll feel the shift in his energy, warmth that shows that he is happy you accepted
Brimstone
Brimstone is all about professionalism, so he’d be more cautious about showing public affection.
If you’re already close, he might approach you after a mission, saying, “I’ve been thinking… maybe we should spend more time together outside of work.”
He’s straightforward, and his voice is calm, ready to accept your rejection
If you agree, he will give you a small smile.
“Glad to hear it. Let’s keep it between us for now, though.” He’s the type to plan something simple but meaningful—dinner at his place, maybe
KAY/O
KAY/O is logical, and while he’s sentient, human emotions can be tricky for him
He’d approach you one day, saying, “I have observed our interactions. I believe it would be beneficial to further explore this connection.”
It’s a bit robotic, but you can tell he’s trying
If you agree, he’d probably show a small heart symbol on his display, acknowledging the sentiment behind it
“Thank you. I will strive to meet your expectations,” he’d add, with a surprising amount of sincerity
Harbor
Harbor’s positive energy is contagious, and he’d be warm and positive when asking you out.
“You know, we always have a good time together,” he’d say with that bright smile of his.
“How about we make it official? Let me take you out properly.”
He’s all about showing affection, and if you agree, he’ll be beaming.
“You won’t regret it. I’ve got some amazing plans for us.”
He would make sure your first date is filled with fun and laughter
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It should be a general agreement to think that playing with sulfur and explosive games at the same time would be one shitty idea. The thing was, you weren't with the general agreement. Not really. You did not really care. In fact, you were not exactly aware of how heavy your actions could be.
Whether it was a private briefing with Brimstone when you studied places that definitely were not on the fields, or testing tools and new prototypes with Tejo that were definitely too stimulating and with results too interesting to be used elsewhere than at his workshop, you enjoyed the thrill these two old dogs could give you.
A hint of realisation hit you when the younger agents once came to see you while you were going in the kitchen for a cup of coffee.
“Is it me or are Brim and Tejo fighting over you ?” Gekko asked you.
You silently turned towards him with a raised eyebrow, looking at him as if he just told you that he was the radivore and Wingman the human. Jett joined the conversation with a nod and wiggling eyebrows. Clove on the other hand had a wide smile.
“He’s right, you know,” said the Korean duelist.
“Everytime one of them is in the same room as you, it's like watching a soap opera !” Clove crooned.
“It’s even better when the three of you are in the same room.”
“Yeah !”
“So much tension !”
Noticing your skeptical frown, Gekko insisted.
“I swear we’re not crazy ! It’s like they always want your eyes on them or something.”
As if proving him right, Tejo arrived right around the corner with two cups of coffee.
“Here,” he handed you one cup with a fake casualness you noticed just now. “I made your favourite.”
While the younger agents exchanged knowing glances, your frown only deepened. You took the cup carefully and looked up at Tejo, oddly moved.
“You…know my favourite ?”
On queue, Brimstone arrived right at the corner. His stride was commanding for the attention of the people present. Was his eyes narrowing ?
“Emergency briefing. I need a detailed description of last night's mission. Clear ?”
“Yes Brim !” Gekko said while you just nodded.
Meanwhile, Tejo leaned a bit more towards you, a conspiratorial smirk adorning his lips.
“I have a thing for your preferences,” he murmured in your ear. “They’re more stimulating.”
Your eyes met Clove’s who just mouthed ‘tension’ as Brimstone arrived at your level. You then looked at him and finally saw, after weeks of being obliviously blind, the tension between these two. You knew these two had a background together, that there was an element of their common past that drove them apart. Now, you felt like a new element adding to their fuel.
You maybe should've gone for Sova instead. According to how you’ve seen him with his bow, you were certain he could handle you just fine. Omen was also an interesting one. You were pretty sure that his voice could be pleasurable in a more intimate setting. Plus, the two of them were friends. Little to no risk of civil war.
Brimstone and Tejo were aware of your situationship with the other and said that they were fine with it. You hoped that they weren't trying to reassure you in some way and trying to prove something to the other behind your back.
It was when you entered the briefing room that you realised how blind you were and how right Gekko was. Tejo sat beside you, and he leaned in your space with the ease of someone used to your skin and your warmth but was still craving for it. To distract yourself, you took a sip of the coffee. Your eyebrow twitched.
Fuck. He’s good at brewing coffee.
“The Omega Agents are trying less and less to cover surfaces on our Earth,” Brimstone said.
But you weren't listening. Your taste buds were waltzing. You wondered how Tejo managed to make a coffee that good. The regular packs in the break room and the kitchen definitely didn't have that taste. And before you realised it, your cup was empty.
“I’m glad you liked it,” Tejo murmured in your ear. But when you looked at him, he was smirking and staring at Brimstone. “I can make you a lot more and every morning if you’d like.”
You blinked, not knowing what to say. Maybe it was time for you to slowly take your distances with these two. As oblivious as you often were, you could see and sense the very obvious tension in the room. Every agent present in the room could. Some coughed, feeling awkward (Killjoy, Sage, Breach) , others were enjoying a bit too much (Cypher, Waylay, Clove, Jet) and a few were rolling their eyes (Yoru, Viper, Fade and probably Vyse).
In the end, you didn't hear a single word during that meeting. You did feel Brimstone’s presence behind you as you exited the room though. He was emanating a certain eagerness that reminded you of a happy dog. When you turned around, he was there, walking in your direction.
“Do you have a new strategy in mind ?” he asked you, leaning closer. “In case these Omega agents really have a plan in mind.”
You understood the message clearly. He was asking for some time together. You found him adorable in some way. There was something so endearing about him that you couldn't describe.
“I’ll send you an email.”
Surprise painted his traits for an instant before shadows of disappointment overtook them.
Time for you to deprive yourself of his gentleness and Tejo’s teasing. It should be easy, right ?
Wrong.
Could you distance yourself from them when they clearly were running after you ? If Tejo tried to coax you in his arms with his criminally delicious coffee, Brimstone managed to lure you into a kiss with homemade hot dogs blessed by heavens. Complimenting these had been your mistake.
“You like this ?” he murmured against your lips. “I can teach you how to make these.”
You had to admit that you found him cute in an apron. You started to fear what was happening with your heart.
You only managed to run away when you made the younger agents notice his talents behind a grill. The hot dogs were so successful they were begging for more for hours.
Finally, your days off came and you could flee from the protocol for some time. Was lazing in your bed a good strategy to not think about two veterans ? No. But at least, you could sleep and not think about a potential Omega incursion for a while. You avoided the sausages and coffee aisles at the grocery store like one avoided the plague, but still. These days off were very appreciated. You returned to your hometown's bookshop and read a whole novel without getting interrupted by an incoming mission, took a stroll in a nearby park without anyone dragging you to a training session and bought yourself some takes out.
When you came back to the headquarters, some agents were looking at you like you were the solution for global peace. You didn’t even have the time to carry your bags to your dorm room before Jett, Neon, Clove and Gekko ran, no, sprinted in your direction.
“The dads are fighting !” Jett screamed at you.
“Please go get your men !” Neon almost cried.
“There's too much tension !” Clove said.
You immediately noticed the hot dogs and burgers some of them had in their hands. Catching your gaze, Gekko let out a pained groan.
“Brimstone has been making these for days. I love food but he fed me more than my grandmother last time I saw her. And she feeds me a lot !” he whined. “I don’t think my stomach will survive.”
“And Tejo has been making coffee non-stop.” Jett added. “He even bought a new machine.”
“Could you please end this dad war ?”
You attentively looked at each of them, concern and exasperation present in your already tired gaze. Concern for them, because each younger agent was your protégé, little ducklings under your wings. Exasperation because of the two grown men acting like dissatisfied puppies.
“Jett, why are your eyes so red ?” you noticed with a frown.
“Tejo’s coffee is way too delicious for me to resist.”
You couldn't help but pinch the bridge of your nose, a migraine slowly blooming on your temples.
“Where are they ?”
“Kitchen,” Clove answered immediately. And you noticed just now how they seemed more excited than usual, how they couldn't stay still. If they weren't immortal, you would be even more worried.
“You four, to Sage’s office. Immediately.”
You didn't give them the time to answer, you just stomped away. You left your luggages right in the middle of the hallway. You didn't have time to settle down, to unpack your stuff and you already had to lock in, even if it wasn’t to plant a bullet between two eyes.
When you arrived at the kitchen, the place looked thousands times cleaner than you thought it would be, but the silence got your eardrums whistling. You found the two culprits terrifyingly quiet. One was manipulating sausages and bacon, the other was (and you hoped your eyes were deceiving you) filling what seemed like a thirtieth cup of coffee on the counter.
“For fuck’s sake…” you muttered, looking way too exhausted for someone coming from a few days off.
They turned their head in your direction with a synchronization that would even make Kay/0 wonder if they were still human, and a smile slowly grew on their lips in a way that would swoon any horror movie writer.
“Welcome back, estratega,” Tejo greeted you.
“Yeah, welcome back,” added Brimstone. “Hungry ? I’ve got a new recipe for burgers.”
“Or you might be thirsty. I’ve researched several new ways to brew coffee.”
You massaged your temples, you could almost feel wrinkles appearing on your face because of exhaustion.
“None of you is getting my ass for a while,” you said plainly, not reacting to the surprised tainting their expressions. “Could you please stop this ridiculous war between you two ? Can I spend time with one of you without the other planning murder behind our back ? And could you please stop force-feeding the younger agents ? They’re gonna get sick !”
A heavy silence settled between you three. A silence interrupted by Tejo’s chuckle.
“Well, Liam has technically been the one feeding them.”
Your eyes narrowed sharply on the Columbian controller whose smirk quickly melted under your heated glare.
“They have enough caffeine in their blood to kill a herd of elephants.”
Surrendering to your pointed glare, Tejo turned off the coffee machine, and Brimstone set down the pastula with which he was doing burgers. You shook your head with a heavy and exhausted sigh, the weight of exasperation added to fatigue settling uncomfortably on your shoulders. When Brimstone pulled a chair, you let Tejo guide you to take the seat.
“Maybe we shouldn’t have started all this…” you took a deep breath and tilted your face toward the ceiling, “...whatever we’re doing.”
You vaguely heard them sitting beside you. You missed the eye-contact they exchanged or the slight grimace of worry on their expressions.
“So…you hate spending time with us ?” you heard Brimstone asking you.
“...not what I said,” you groaned.
“Is that what you implied ?” Tejo asked. “You’ve been avoiding us for a while now.”
You took a deep breath, then pinned them with a weary look.
“No. What I hate is being another reason for your little wars. I don’t know what happened between you, and visibly, it was some HARD shit,” you noticed the look they briefly exchanged and swallowed the umpteenth sigh that was about to escape you. “But I don’t want to be another element of the hate between you two. I love spending time with you. Way more than I’ve planned but I can't be the chew toy you two are fighting about.”
Another heavy silence settled. A silence filled with quiet communication between the two veterans. They clearly understood that the only way to keep you is to call a deeper truce than what they already have.
“What if we bury the hatchet ?” Brimstone asked.
You let out a light chuckle, your skepticism was loud. These two had a pride larger than their experience on the field.
“So little faith in us,” sighed Tejo. “Let us at least a chance. We missed you.”
Your eyes narrowed on these two men you liked more than you would admit. You were alright sharing your skin and warmth with them. Sharing your feelings on the other hand wasn’t planned. You liked borrowing Tejo’s glasses and jackets way too much, and you started to cherish waking up next to Brimstone the rare times you spend the night together.
“I supposed that I did too.”
The atmosphere in the room finally felt lighter, a weight visibly leaving your shoulders. But you felt awkward. In a way, did you just admit your blooming feelings for them ?
“My bags are still in middle of the corridor,” you cleared your throat standing up.
“We can help–”
You interrupted Brimstone with a raised hand.
“Clean up your mess, you two. I’ll be in my dorm room.”
And like that, you ran away. They’ll catch up to you later. They always did, and they always will.
Estratega = strategist
A/N : goddamn ! It wasn't supposed to be that long –_–'
Hi! Lovely to see you again. May I request a sova and brim headcanons on an overtly flirty partner? Maybe they get jealous that sometimes readers flirting is sometimes directed as a joke to other agents? Thanks a bunch!
Sorry for the late reply anon! I had a huge exam and was kind of exhausted bcs of it. And this is my first time writing for Brim so it might be a little different from how he is written by other people because i dont read brim imagines in general. But I hope u like it!
<<<Reader is gn and an agent from the protocole.>>>
Sova and Brimstone with a flirty reader
Let me say, this man is chill most of the time. Dont expect him to get mad at you for hours because you jokingly flirted with others. He knows he is the one you love and nothing will change that.
Oh but he is jelaous. He wants just as much attention that you gave to others. Like when you compliment on someones hair, he will ask "Wont you compliment my hair too?" With either puppy eyes or he is joking while swaying his long blonde hair.
No one would want to get the bad side of Alexandr so they try to not flirt back to you. Not that he would throw hands. Its just he stares... alot.
But when you two werent a thing, he would always get emberrased by your flirting. He just doesnt know how to answer than laughing awkwardly with a hand on the back of his neck.
He doesnt really see the appeal you have for him. You probably could get anyone in the protocole but you choose him instead. He really wonders why. (Maybe the way his cheeks gets a little pink while he tries to find something to say back 😭)
After afew months with eachother, he cannot help but admit that he loves your flirty words for him. He gets used to it after some time and even answers back with the tricks he got from you. But dont push him too hard or he might forget the comebacks that he got for you.
Liam is way more skilled in the terms of flirting. He was quite the favorite among the girls. Right now, he says he is too much old for stuff like that but if you push him enough, you might get what you want.
And he is much more jelaous in the terms of acting. When he sees you flirting with someone else, he immediately walks near you and tries to get you away from them. If you tease him for that, he wont answer to you because you are true. He is jelaous.
You didnt heard this from me but he may or may not have asked Chamber for some advice about flirting back even though he hates him for his classy answers he got for your compliments every time.
You make him feel like he is not done with his life. He cannot express how greatefull he is for that.
I feel like afew beers would be enough to turn this man into a flirting machine near you. He would use all the tricks on you that he used to use back then. Even though you laugh at some of his pickup lines, he thinks he just won your heart right there.
But he is much more earnest when he is sober. He tries his best to be professional when he is near agents. If you want his attention all to yourself, drag him to somewhere where you two can be alone. Or dont. Watch him mess up because of your words. Afterall, he cannot get mad at you for long.
