I’m back again with Kinktober this year, and this time I’m going all in with all 31 days (fingers crossed I don’t regret it later). For most of the days I already have characters, but a few are still TBA as I figure out who to write for. The Masterlist is gonna get updated with the links when I post the days.
I hope you’re as excited as I am, and I can’t wait for you to read them 🖤
Day 1: Masturbation – Mira | Kpdh
Day 2: Coming untouched – Choso | Jjk
Day 3: Virginity loss – Baby | Kpdh | FEMALE VER | MALE VER
Day 4: Thigh riding – Leona | Twst
Day 5: Dry humping – Viktor | Arcane
Day 6: Oral – Ezreal | Heartsteel | FEMALE VER| MALE VER
Day 7: Body worship – Caleb | Lads | FEMALE VER | MALE VER
Day 8: Camboy – Oikawa | Haikyuu
Day 9: Phone sex – Hinata | Haikyuu
Day 10: Role play/cosplay – Leon S. Kennedy | FEMALE | MALE
Day 11: Shibari – Geto | Jjk
Day 12: Hand kink – Jinshi | Apothecary Diaries
Day 13: Blindfolds + temperature play – Jill | Resi
Day 14: Nude modeling – Rafayel | Lads
Day 15: Aphrodisiac – Frank | Dead by daylight | FEMALE | MALE
Day 16: Clothed sex – Belphegor | Obey Me
Day 17: Possessive sex – Shigaraki | Bnha
Day 18: Biting – Kayn | Heartsteel
Day 19: Quiet sex – Ushijima | Haikyuu
Day 20: Somnophilia – Belphegor | WHB
Day 21: Marking – Polyurethane | Paswg
Day 22: Toys – Romance | Kpdh
Day 23: Face sitting – Chamber | Valorant
Day 24: Sex tape – Michael Kaiser | Blue lock | FEMALE | MALE
Day 25: Impact play – Satan | WHB
Day 26: Wet dream – Vil | Twst
Day 27: Multiple orgasms – Carlos | Resi | MALE | FEMALE
Day 28: Period sex – Danny/Ghostface | Dead by Daylight
Day 29: Body swap – Idia | Twst
Day 30: Pegging – TBA
Day 31: Gangbang – TBA
↳ synopsis : sleep was almost impossible of the three, but with you, it was almost effortless.
↳ authors note : happy pride month!!! :: i think to stop writers block i have to actually start writing of different fandoms,, sorry hsr fans, hello valorant ones (pls exist)
OMEN didn't really.. need to sleep. He doesn't need most things that humans did actually, and preferred to spend his hours of the night knitting or working on a few plants.
So he didn't really know how to feel about 'falling asleep together', an idea suggested to you after a few months of dating and wanted to be cuddling your partner before falling alseep.
You can imagine how awkward he is when he first gets into bed, how he's unsure on how to put his arms around you in a way that you feel comfortable or even the sensation of being so close to someone for 8 hours. You didn't really mind, just letting him experiment and try to figure out what felt right.
However after a few minutes, oddly enough and almost like a cat, Omen warms up to this feeling. If he could smile, he definitely would be. He's content with the position you both settled with, your back against his chest with his arms and legs over you. You could say he's the big spoon and you're the little spoon, not that it was really surprising considering the shadow man was quite tall.
"You okay?" You'll whisper, looking up at him and watched as he nodded back slightly. "I.. like this feeling." He replies, his voice soft despite the usual hoarse coming from it. "I'm glad." A smile is evident on your expression and that makes Omen happy, his grip around you tightening slightly as you two finally drift off.
JETT's lack of sleep usually came from how often she wanted to train. Of course, having a best friend like Phoenix always meant wanting to one-up the other person in every single way, and Jett was making sure she remained on top no matter what.
When you expressed your concern for her lack of rest, she briefly brushed it off and said she could handle it because of how often she went days without sleeping.
That didn't make you feel any better.
So here she is, begrudingly laying in bed with you by her side. Jett has her back turned to you, hugging herself as she grumbled every now and then.
"You know, neither of us are going to fall asleep if you act like that."
She can't see you, but the sound of bedsheets shuffling are enough of an indication that you turned to face her. "I know.. that you're not the best with people.. but you can try for me, can't you..?" You asked quietly, almost a whisper, you loved Jett with all your heart and you couldn't dream of ever forcing her to do something ahe didn't want. And so you just waited for an answer.
To your surprise and in a swift move, Jett turns around to wrap her arms around you and pull you close to her. Head resting into the crook of your neck as you're left to be stunned for a few seconds, before beginning to chuckle softly and return the gesture with your own arms engulfing her into a cuddling position.
You hold back a few giggles at how quickly she fell asleep in your embrace.
CHAMBER was a man who prioritized his own interests above everyone elses, so for many years he had grown used to sleepless nights either for weapon making or business reasons, whichever one he felt like prioritizing first. (Which was always the weapon making.)
At first, he found it cute whenever you tried to stay up with him until he'd grow tired and just go to bed but it didn't last long whenever he saw you tired around HQ and felt guilty for your exhaustion.
The man loves you far too much, so the day after he wanted to try and finally sleep early just so he wouldn't have to see you barely make it through work with 3 hours of rest.
However, with his body so used to staying awake, the French Marksman struggled in finding an ounce of a tired feeling in his body. His mind racing with thoughts of anything else he could be doing at the moment, until he feels you bury yourself closer into him to feel his warmth.
Maybe he was madly inlove, maybe the several hours of sleep he missed was getting to him, but it was like that a single touch from you had him in a sleepy trance.
You're already asleep, just your body naturally wanting to be closer to the man you loved most, but Chamber plants soft and quick kisses on your nose, cheek and lips while whispering a 'Thank you.' after each one. Eventually falling asleep in the comfort of your warmth.
Hi! Can you do iso, chamber, tejo, reyna, sage jealousy headcanons?
A/n: I love some good old jealousy headcanons so here you go and hope you enjoy <3
Iso
Iso is not one to like lose control of himself until he sees someone else making you laugh in that way you usually reserve just for him.
He won’t act immediately. He watches. He observes. And there's a sharp edge to his gaze, a slight twitch of his jaw, and his silence that feels heavier than usual.
He won’t say anything right away but might hover a little closer to you than usual. When he finally speaks, it's direct: “You looked… comfortable with them.”
If you brush it off, he won’t push, but the next time you two are alone, he’ll be a little more forward sitting closer, brushing your hand with his, holding your gaze longer. His need to claim you is never aggressive, but it’s undeniably intense.
If you reassure him, he softens very quickly. Expect a lingering kiss, almost like a thank-you for reassuring him.
If someone doesn’t leave you alone (the kind of person who keeps flirting with you even after you've clearly shown you're not interested) Iso doesn’t stay silent. He kinda gives them chances like a warning glance. But if they don’t get the message, he's not afraid to make it clear: you're not someone they can just play with.
His tone stays calm, but there’s something dangerous beneath it, the kind of tone that makes people think twice. “They said no. I suggest you listen next time.” It's not loud, but it lands.
He won’t drag you away or make a scene. He won’t need to. One step forward, a quiet tilt of his head, and the air changes. Whoever was bothering you usually finds a reason to leave quickly after that.
Once you're alone, he’ll glance at you, voice low: “You okay?” And if you nod, he’ll brush his knuckles gently against your hand.
Chamber
If someone else gets too friendly with you? Suddenly, he’s draping an arm around your shoulder, planting a kiss to your cheek while smiling directly at the intruder.
“Ah, mon amour, I hope you’re not too bored, I see you’ve found... a substitute?”
He’s smug about it, but there's a flicker of insecurity sometimes in his eyes
Later, in private, he’ll be more sincere. “Tell me, chérie… do you like when others give you attention like that?” his voice lower, more vulnerable. He’s not asking for dominance he’s asking for reassurance.
And if you tease him? He’ll smirk, play along, and then completely ruin you with one kiss, just to remind you exactly who you're with.
If someone keeps flirting with you not just playful banter, but persistent, lingering too close, Chamber notices immediately.
He doesn’t get angry. Oh no, that would be too easy. Instead, he steps in with a smile so sharp it might as well be a blade. He slides up beside you, arm slipping effortlessly around your waist, fingers brushing your hip as if they belong there.
“Pardon” he says to the offender, all polite arrogance, “but you’re standing awfully close to my partner.” There’s that pointed emphasis almost like he’s reminding everyone in the room.
His voice stays smooth, but his eyes are completely different. Dangerous in a way that only someone who’s watched him in battle would recognize.
If the flirter tries to joke it off, Chamber just smiles wider. “Ah, I see… bold. Admirable, even. But perhaps you should aim for someone available next time.” He doesn’t look away until they do.
Later, when it’s just the two of you his fingers brush yours as he murmurs, “I know you would never entertain them… but I don’t like sharing, mon cœur.”
Tejo
Tejo doesn’t do big outbursts when he gets jealous, it just shows in some small ways.
A glance that lingers too long, just watching the interaction unfold.
If someone gets too friendly with you, he won’t jump to pull you away. No he waits.
He’ll show up right as things seem to be getting “interesting,” casually inserting himself into the conversation. He doesn’t say much, but his presence is enough to shift the energy entirely.
“Funny,” he’ll murmur later, voice low as he cleans his weapon. “Didn’t know you were such good friends with them.” Not angry, just saying it in a almost scarily calm way.
He doesn’t ask why you were so close, he gives you space to explain. And if you tease him? If you say something like “Were you jealous?” he’ll smirk faintly and say, “Jealous? No. But I don’t like sharing things that are mine.”
He doesn’t need to raise his voice to assert himself. He’ll prove it another way: subtle touches with a quiet intensity, a hand to your waist, a whisper in your ear that makes your breath catch.
If someone just won’t take the hint (keeps flirting with you like they’re trying to test the waters) He’ll appear by your side with perfect timing.
He doesn’t say anything biting. Doesn’t need to. Just stands close enough that his presence becomes impossible to ignore. He lets the silence drag a little too long between you all, until the air feels way< too heavy.
If they still don’t get the message, then Tejo speaks “You done?” It’s not aggressive, but there’s something in his voice that says: this conversation is over.
When you’re alone, he won’t bring it up unless you do. But if you mention it, and ask it it bothered hi,. he’ll give you that slow look, eyes scanning your face before he murmurs, “Only because they didn’t seem to understand their place.”
Reyna
Reyna’s jealousy is obvious. It's impressive anyone even tried to flirt with you because most know that you are dating Reyna
But still if someone is stupid enough the flirt with you ,the second she sees it, she’s striding over with a smirk and a glint in her eye that could cut glass.
She’ll drape herself across you, kiss your cheek slowly, and lock eyes with the offender. “Mine,” she says with a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes.
She’s not insecure ,she’s possessive. And she will remind you who you belong to, whether that means dragging you away mid-conversation or kissing you breathless in the nearest hallway.
But when you’re alone, her tone changes. “Tell me, mi amor… do you like making me jealous?” There’s heat in her voice, but also a question, the vulnerability that she usually hides in front of others.
If you admit you like seeing her that way, her grin will be wicked. “Then don’t be surprised when I take what’s mine.”
She doesn’t just want reassurance she wants proof. And you’ll give it to her, one kiss, one moan, one breathless whisper at a time.
If someone keeps flirting with you after Reyna’s already made her claim, it stops being amusing. The smirk fades. The fire in her eyes burn even brighter, less playful now, more dangerous.
She won’t raise her voice. One step closer, her arm slipping around your waist, and suddenly, the room feels smaller. Colder. Heavier.
“Still trying?” she’ll purr, eyes locked on the one who just doesn’t get it. “How cute.” The words are sweet. The tone is anything but.
You won’t get to say goodbye. She’s already walking off with you in tow, leaving no doubt in anyone’s mind about who you belong to.
If you ask her if she was jealous, her laugh is low and unapologetic. “No, mi amor. I was furious.”
Sage
Sage doesn’t get jealous easily. She trusts you. She gives people the benefit of the doubt. But there is a quiet sting when she sees someone else stealing your attention.
She won’t interrupt. Instead, she’ll pull away become a little more distant. A soft, subtle withdrawal that says: I saw what happened, and I’m trying not to let it bother me.
If you ask what’s wrong, she’ll be gentle but honest. “You were laughing with Yoru earlier. I know it’s nothing, but… I guess I just...”
You’d have to coax it out of her reassure her with soft touches and encouraging words.
When she finally relaxes, she smiles and brushes your cheek. “Thank you. I’m not usually like this, but… I care about you deeply.”
Sage has endless patience, but even she has her limits. If someone continues to flirt with you despite it being clear you're already with her, she will not let that sit on her.
She doesn’t make a scene. That’s not her style. But there’s a certain shift the way she straightens, the way her eyes narrow just a touch.
But when it becomes too much, when the line is crossed just once too often she steps in gracefully, with a soft smile that almost hides everything she is feeling underneath.
She’ll greet you first, fingers gently brushing your arm. Then she’ll look at the one who just can’t take a hint.
“Ah,” she’ll say gently, her hand slipping into yours, “I didn’t realize you were in the middle of something.” It sounds polite ,kind even, but there’s an unmistakable finality in her tone. This conversation? Over.
She won’t say anything more about it until later, when it’s just the two of you.
“I trust that you can handle yourself” she’ll whisper, fingers resting lightly over your heart. “But next time… I might not be so polite.”
And if you tease her for it (call her possessive in that playful way) her lips will curve into the faintest smile as she tilts her head. “I’ve never claimed to be perfect.”
Characters: Yoru, Gekko, Chamber, Phoenix, Viper and Reyna
Warnings: Gn reader, fluff, kissing, english isn't my first language
A/n: I really wanna write more this year so I'm currently working on a request rules post. Hope that I can finish it soon but I also wanna make it aesthetic so we'll see. <3
Yoru
Yoru’s usually the first one up, like 95% of the time, but getting up? that’s a whole different story. He’s not a morning person, so he tends to stay in bed for quite a while. He just loves how quiet the early morning is, just sitting there watching the sunlight illuminate the room. It’s one of the moments where he lets himself soften up a bit, just looking at you peacefully sleeping.
When it comes to waking you up, he’s not exactly the gentlest, but he’s got his own sweet way of doing it. He might brush your hair out of your face or lean in close to directly say something like, “Oi, wake up already.” in your ear.
If you’re being extra stubborn , he’ll start teasing you, tickling you or covering you collarbone and neck with kisses and hickeys until you finally groan and get up, which just makes him smirk.
On lazy mornings, he might stay in bed with you longer than usual, leaning on one elbow while he traces random patterns on your skin with his fingers or just holding you close to him.
And he espacially loves those quiet moments for a bit of light teasing with you. If you suggest staying in bed even longer, he’s secretly all for it, though he’ll pretend it’s just to humor you.
On busier days he'll make sure you're both up and ready to go on time. While Yoru’s not a morning person, so he can be a little grumpy, but he still takes charge in this situation. If you’re dragging your feet, don’t be surprised if he wraps his arms around you from behind and growls something like, “Come on, let’s go, slowpoke.”
Yoru doesn’t usually do the whole “affectionate” thing, but mornings are a bit different. He loves noticing the little details about you, like how messy your hair gets or the way you bury your face in the pillow. Every now and then, he’ll pull you into a kiss that starts out slow and lazy but quickly gets heated, it’s his way of soaking in your presence before the day kicks off.
Gekko
You’re usually the first one up since Gekko tends to sleep like a rock. He’s often sprawled out across the bed, one arm thrown over you making it harder for you to get up.
If you’re the one waking him up, it’s probably by tracing circles on his chest or sneaking soft kisses on his cheek. When he finally stirs, his first move is to pull you closer, mumbling in that half-asleep, raspy voice, “Five more minutes…”
If he’s the one waking you up (on the rare occasions), it’s really soft and playful. He’ll kiss your forehead and grin as he whispers, “Good morning, beautiful.”
On more lazy mornings, Gekko loves staying in bed with you as long as you’ll let him. His little buddies usually hop onto the bed to join in the cuddles, making it even cozier.
Breakfast tends to be slightly chaotic with everyone involved, but despite that he can never get enough of your laugh as you both try (and maybe fail) to cook together.
Even on busy days, Gekko’s mornings are a bit slow but always shows his care for you. If you aren't going out together he’ll make sure you’re all set before he heads out, giving you a long kiss and throwing in a “Don’t miss me too much.”
Physical touch is totally Gekko’s thing, so he’s always finding a way to be close, wrapping an arm around you or resting his chin on your shoulder.
On those slower mornings, he loves whispering sweet things into your ear or shares whatever random dream he had. Sometimes those moments turn into soft, passionate kisses that make it really hard to actually get out of bed.
Chamber
Chamber’s always up early. By the time you wake up, he’s either already perfectly dressed or sipping his espresso looking like straight out of a café ad. He always loves watching you wake up, you're groggy appearance making a soft smile appear on his lips.
If you’re still asleep but need to get up, he leans in to press a kiss to your temple or gently nudge your shoulder while murmuring, “Mon amour, it’s time to wake up.” On the rare occasion you’re the one waking him, you’ll catch him looking entirely relaxed, his hair a little messy, his whole vibe softer than usual.
On lazy mornings, Chamber doesn’t mind indulging. He’ll stay in bed with you, running his hands over your body or lightly tracing your lips with his thumb. And of course, breakfast is brought to you, he insists on spoiling you, no arguments allowed.
On busy mornings, he’s all about efficiency. He’s never really in a rush, but everything he does feels intentional. He’ll help you get ready, whether it’s tying your tie or brushing lint off your shirt. Before heading out, he’ll kiss your hand, a quiet little promise that he’ll be back for you.
Chamber has this way of taking care of you that feels so effortless. Whether it’s handing you your morning coffee or pulling you in for a tender kiss, it’s just second nature to him. On slower mornings, he’s completely unhurried, his touch lingers, his kisses teasing and light or deep enough to leave you completely breathless.
Phoenix
Phoenix is usually the first one up, full of energy and ready to go. But if he’s had a late night, he’ll totally sleep in and cling to you like you’re his favorite teddy bear.
If he wakes up before you, he’ll playfully shake you awake, announcing something like, “Babe, the world needs us” On the flip side, if you’re the one waking him, he’ll groggily pull you back into bed with a cheeky grin, muttering, “Just a few minutes longer.”
Lazy mornings with Phoenix are always fun. He might suggest breakfast in bed or turn on some music and tries to get you to dance with him. You’ll probably end up in his arms, laughing as he spins you around the kitchen.
On busy mornings, he’s quick but always thoughtful, making sure that both of you are ready for the day. He’ll give you a goodbye kiss with a wink and throw in a playful “Don’t forget to miss me.”
Phoenix always wants to make sure there is a smile on your face, whether it’s cracking a silly joke or surprising you with a quick kiss. On slower days, he loves nuzzling into your neck and covering you in kisses until you’re giggling. His touch is always incredibly warm, and his affection usually ends in some flirty banter that makes you unwilling to get out of bed.
Viper
Viper’s always up first, sticking to her routine. She loves the quiet silence of the early morning and usually lets you sleep a bit longer.
When she does wake you, it’s gentle, a soft touch on your shoulder and a calm, “It’s time to get up.” On the rare occasion she lets herself relax, she might lean down and press a kiss to your forehead, her lips lingering just a bit longer than usual.
Lazy mornings with Viper feel special. She really treasures those rare chances to just slow down, maybe reading a book while you rest your head on her lap, or sitting with you on the balcony, quietly enjoying the morning together.
On busy mornings, her routine is very efficient, but she always makes sure you’re ready too. If you’re dragging behind, she’ll guide you with a gentle hand on your back and a firm but caring tone to keep you moving.
Viper’s way of showing affection is subtle, but it means so much. She might brush her fingers along your jaw or let her hand rest on yours during breakfast, these little gestures that speak volumes. And when her control slips on rare mornings, her kisses get deeper and more intense, leaving you breathless and wanting more.
Reyna
Reyna likes to wake up on her own terms. If there’s nothing pressing, she’ll happily stay in bed with you, soaking up the warmth and comfort for as long as she can.
When she’s the one waking you, it’s with a low, “Good morning, mi amor” as her lips trail softly along your shoulder. But if you’re the one waking her, don’t expect to leave easily, she’ll pull you back into her arms with a sly smile, teasing, “Leaving already?”
Lazy mornings with Reyna are pure bliss. She loves taking it slow, having intimate conversations, and sharing lingering touches. Breakfast feels almost luxurious, with her feeding you bites of food or sipping her coffee while sitting close to you so that she can touch you.
On busy mornings, she’s more composed, moving at her own pace. But when her eyes land on you, there’s always a softness there. Before heading out, she’ll pull you in for a kiss, deep and searing, her hand gently cradling your face.
Reyna’s protective side really comes out in the early mornings through tender gestures, tucking your hair behind your ear, stroking your cheek, or whispering sweet affirmations. Her kisses effortlessly go from soft and sweet to passionate, leaving you feeling cherished and utterly adored.
Could you please write something about how each agent would react to the reader saying “I love you”? For Chamber, Sova, Gekko, Breach Skye & Reyna? Thank you in advance!!
A/n: So this request sat in my inbox since January 😖, I tried my best but it turned out more short but I hope you still enjoy <3.
Also took some creative liberty like always so if anything is ooc or doesn't fit into the lore, I'm sorry.
Chamber
You hadn’t meant to say it.
It slipped out while he was adjusting your clothes for one of those fancy events, hands steady, movements practiced, standing too close the way he always does.
“Mon chéri/e” he murmured, smoothing out a crease on your clothes. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were nervous.”
He was smiling. That easy, knowing smile that always made your stomach twist in the worst way. Making you feel like he already fully knew what you were feeling for him.
And then it just... happened.
“I love you.”
His hands stilled.
Only for a second, but enough to feel it.
For once, it was him caught off guard.
Then, without saying a word, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek.
“I know” he said, voice still smooth but quieter than usual. His eyes, though, were something else, steady, a little too serious.
Sova
He always brought you something warm after tough missions.
Tonight it was tea, exactly how you liked it. He handed it over without a word, offering a quiet smile that always brought you a sense of relief.
You sat on the edge of your bed, still in your clothes from today's mission.
He turned to leave like he always did, respectful of your space and never staying for too long, but something tugged inside you today.
“Sasha.”
He looked back, hand still on the doorframe.
“I love you.”
The silence that followed wasn’t heavy. Just... still.
Then he let out a quiet laugh, soft and genuine, the kind of sound you wouldn't hear from him often.
“I hoped you did” he said, stepping back toward you.
He sat beside you on the edge of the bed, just close enough that his shoulder brushed yours.
“Because I love you too.”
You reached your hand out to grasp his and just leaned against him. There was no need to say more after that.
Gekko
The infirmary was quiet except for the low hum of equipment and Wingman’s soft breathing from the corner.
Gekko sat on the bed, shoulder freshly bandaged, still cracking jokes while you cleaned up the mess of supplies around him.
You tried to scold him (tried to stay annoyed) but your hands were shaking just a little.
“Geez, you really freaked me out out there,” you muttered.
He looked at you then, a bit more serious than before.
“Yeah… sorry” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “I didn’t mean to scare you. I just—I couldn’t let you take that hit.”
Your stomach twisted. He said it like it was obvious. Like it wasn’t the kind of thing that could’ve ended him.
“You’re lucky I love you too much” you said, voice soft but firm, unable to help the way it slipped out.
He blinked, surprised, but only for a second.
Then that familiar grin spread across his face, wide and a little crooked.
“Yo... seriously?”
You rolled your eyes, but your smile gave you away.
“Yeah. Seriously.”
He didn’t say anything right away. Just reached over and took your hand, fingers warm and careful.
“I was kinda hoping you’d say that someday” he said, almost sheepish now.
“I love you too. For real.”
And he didn’t let go of your hand, not even when you went to sleep that day.
Breach
Sparring with Breach was always intense but somehow still fun.
You were both slick with sweat, catching your breath after the latest round.
He hauled you up from the mat with one hand, grinning like he hadn’t just nearly knocked you flat.
“You’re getting bette,” he said, brushing off your shoulder.
“Thanks,” you replied, trying to keep your voice steady.
Then, casually (too casually) you added, “I love you.”
He froze.
That grin dropped in real time.
“Wait—what?”
You looked up at him, not backing down. “You heard me.”
There was a beat where neither of you moved.
Then he stepped in, close enough to make your pulse stutter.
“You better mean that,” he said, voice rough around the edges.
“I do.”
The kiss he gave you was quick, heated and when he pulled back, his smirk returned, but this time, it was different.
Skye
You and Skye were walking the trail behind the base her favorite place, full of winding trees and animals.
She was mid-sentence, telling you about some big woodworking project that she did years ago.
And then you said it.
No build-up. No hesitation.
“Skye, I love you.”
She stopped mid-step, turning toward you.
“Wait, for real?”
You nodded, suddenly unsure of yourself now that the words were out.
She stepped closer, bumping her shoulder into yours with a warm smile.
“You know,” she said, “I was wondering how long it’d take you.”
Then she wrapped you in a hug that was incredibly comforting, her voice soft near your ear.
“I love ya too.”
The rest of the walk was slower after that. Quieter.
But every time you looked at her, she was already looking back.
Reyna
You didn’t expect her to respond. Not really.
The two of you lay next to each other under the covers after a long, brutal mission, the kind that left it's mark.
She was silent, eyes fixed on the ceiling and mind somewhere far away.
“I love you.”
You said it into the stillness, barely more than a breath.
For a moment, she didn’t move. Didn’t speak.
Then, softly, so soft you almost missed it, she replied,
“You shouldn’t.”
You turned to face her anyway. “But I do.”
She looked at you then, finally. Her expression unreadable, eyes dark and searching.
“You’re foolish,” she murmured, brushing her fingers along your cheek like she couldn’t help herself.
“But I won’t lie” she added, voice even quieter.
“I… feel something too.”
It wasn’t a declaration. It wasn’t a promise.
But coming from Reyna, it was everything.
And that was enough.
If you came this far I hope you have an amazing day <3
Haiyuu! can I request chamber x sova x reader but with reader liking their competition and in the end agreeing to be both theirs instead? Both sfw and/or nsfw to whichever you are more comfy with!
Thank you ! (*´▽｀*)
A/n: I did some NSFW headcanons below and I hope you like this, thank you for the request <3
You weren’t sure when it started.
Maybe when Chamber began staying in the training room longer than necessary, with that self-satisfied smile, always insisting you “needed his guidance.”
Or maybe it was when Sova, seemed to suddenly make a habit of appearing at your side with a cup of tea, or asking with that calm voice of his if you needed rest.
At first, you thought you were imagining it, reading too much into their gestures. But the way they looked at each other whenever you were around, the quiet tension between them, made it impossible to ignore.
They weren’t just circling you. They were circling each other.
“Mon chéri/e” Chamber said one evening, intercepting you in the hall before you could slip away. He leaned against the wall with, his perfectly practiced smile. “Surely you have time for dinner? I have a reservation, at this beautiful restaurant that you mentioned last week.”
You opened your mouth to answer when another voice joined in.
“Or” Sova said, stepping out from the shadows of the corridor, his expression calm but his words just sharp enough, “have a quiet evening with me. I brought food from the market, your favorite.”
The air went heavy. Chamber’s smile didn’t falter, but his eyes were sharp as a blade.
Sova didn’t move closer, but the certainty in his gaze said enough.
They weren’t pretending anymore. They were both fighting for you.
And the worst (or maybe best) part?
You liked it.
You liked them.
Your heart was pounding so hard you thought they might even be able to hear it.
You glanced at Chamber, then at Sova, both of them waiting, the air filled with tension.
“I…” you began, nerves threatening to choke the words. “I don’t want to choose.”
That stunned them both into silence.
Chamber’s brows lifted, a flicker of surprise. Sova tilted his head, curious.
You forced yourself to continue.
“I like you both. More than I should. And I don’t want to pick between you.”
The silence stretched for a heartbeat too long.
Then Chamber gave a soft laugh, running a hand through his hair. “Dieu. Of course. Leave it to you to turn this rivalry into… something else entirely.”
But his smile wasn’t mocking this time, instead it was softer.
Sova’s answer came in a low rumble, steady and sure. “If that is truly what you want… then I will not fight it.”
You let out a shaky breath, and for the first time in weeks, the tension lifted.
Chamber stepped closer, brushing his fingers against your hand with a smirk that was filled more with warmth than arrogance.
Sova also waled closer, taking your other hand in his warmth spreading through your body.
Caught between them, you realized you didn't feel like you were being pulled apart anymore. Having both of them next to you felt more like now you were being held together.
And maybe, just maybe, you didn’t need to choose at all.
Some NSFW headcanon
At first, sex with them feels like a continuation of their competition.
Chamber wants to prove he can draw the sweetest sounds from you, kissing every inch of your skin with teasing slowness, dragging out your anticipation until you’re squirming.
Sova is more direct, more earnest, he touches you like he’s memorizing every response, murmuring encouragement in your ear, savoring the way you cling to him.
They watch each other when they’re with you. There’s tension in it at first, Chamber smirking whenever he makes you moan, Sova chuckling low when Chamber entirely loses his composure. But your pleasure slowly becomes the common ground that draws them closer.
The first time they truly “work together” is overwhelming:
Chamber holding your wrists above your head while Sova mouths at your neck, both of them murmuring in their own accents how beautiful you look between them.
One moire teasing, the other one praising, but both focused entirely on you.
They fall into a surprising rhythm:
Chamber is more precise and calculating with his touch, knowing exactly when to pull back or where to press to get the best reactions out of you.
Sova is relentless his body never seeming to leave yours, making sure no part of you feels neglected.
Together, it leaves you undone and overstimulated in the best way possible every time.
What was once competition becomes a kind of collaboration, they seem to take pride in outdoing each other only in how many times they can make you come. It's as if they are silently agreeing that your pleasure is the only victory that matters.
After, when you’re exhausted and caught between them, Chamber presses a slow kiss to your shoulder while Sova runs his hand gently along your thigh. For all their earlier rivalry, they always hold you like they’ve both won.
If requests are open, could I request gekko + your favorite valorant agents with a significant other who gets panic attacks? Your writing is so lovely!
Characters: Gekko, Yoru, Reyna and Jett
A/n: Thank you so much for the request I hope you enjoy this <3. Also I think some of the women in Valo don't get enough love so I included Reyna and Jett
Gekko
Gekko immediately notices when something’s wrong. He is even softer then usual as he crouches in front of you, his hands gentle as they find yours. “Hey, hey, it’s okay,” he murmurs, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles over your skin. “You’re safe, I got you.”
He doesn’t rush you, just stays close, offering quiet reassurances while his little buddies hover around you, sensing your distress. He starts talking about random, lighthearted things, maybe how Wingman got into trouble earlier or how Dizzy almost knocked over his drink. His voice is calm, steady, trying to give you something to focus on.
Once you're ready, he guides you to the couch and wraps you in a warm blanket. “How about a movie marathon?” he suggests, a grin tugging at his lips. “Or, better idea, I make you whatever you want to eat, and we turn this into a full-on spa day. What do you say?”
He makes sure you’re comfortable, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before heading off to prepare your favorite food. When he returns, he settles beside you, rubbing your back or belly, or in general doing whatever you need. And with his little creatures cuddled up around you both, he makes sure you don’t feel alone, his presence reassuring.
Yoru
Yoru isn't great with words, but he knows something’s off the moment he sees you struggling to breathe, your body tense and shoulders trembling. His jaw tightens, his usual cockiness pushed aside as he quietly kneels in front of you.
“Hey,” his voice is lower, more careful than usual. “Look at me.”
He gently takes your hand, placing it over his chest. “Breathe with me,” he instructs, inhaling deeply, exhaling slowly, waiting for you to follow his rhythm. He doesn’t rush, doesn’t push. Just stays there, grounding you with his presence.
When your breathing steadies, he squeezes your hand before letting go, standing up like nothing happened. “Tch. You scared me for a second,” he mutters, rubbing the back of his neck. “You know I'm not the best at the whole emotional talk thing…but, you’re not dealing with this alone. I’m here, okay?”
Then, without waiting for a response, he drops his jacket over your shoulders, his way of comforting you without making it obvious. “You’re cold,” he grumbles, avoiding eye contact. “And don’t even think about arguing.”
He stays close, even if it’s just sitting beside you in silence, his presence making you feel safe.
Reyna
Reyna acts fast. The moment she notices your breathing pick up and your hands trembling, she pulls you into her arms, one hand cradling the back of your head. “Shhh, mi amor, I’ve got you,” she whispers, her voice warm and steady.
She guides you to the bed, settling you in her lap as she strokes your hair. “Focus on me,” she murmurs, her lips pressing soft kisses along your temple. “You are safe. Nothing can hurt you while I’m here.”
She doesn’t let go until your body relaxes against her. Even then, her hold is strong, protective, her fingers tracing gentle patterns along your back.
When your breathing evens out, she tilts your chin up, studying your face with careful eyes. “Better?” she asks, and when you nod, she smirks. “Good. Now, we rest.”
No questions, no pressure, just Reyna keeping you close, her presence an unshakable shield against the world.
Jett
Jett notices something’s wrong immediately. She sees the way your hands shake, your chest rising and falling too fast. Without hesitation, she moves in front of you, crouching down with her usual bright smile dimmed into something softer.
“Hey, hey, you with me?” she asks, her hands gently resting on your arms. “Let’s take it slow, okay? Breathe in, like this.” She exaggerates an inhale, holding it for a moment before exhaling. “Now you.”
She stays with you, repeating the breaths until your body begins to relax. Then, in true Jett fashion, she nudges you playfully. “You scared me, you know,” she says with a small grin. “But it’s okay. I’ve got you.”
She moves beside you, pulling you into a side hug, rocking you gently. “Whenever I freak out, I do something super dumb to shake it off,” she admits. “Wanna try? We could run around, throw pillows at each other, just do something silly.”
If you’re up for it, she’ll make sure you end up laughing. If not, she stays close, running her fingers along your scalp, whispering how strong you are and how proud she is of you.
