omen’s gf

bella, she/her requests: closed rules

[thehuntersfury]

I’ve been on a bit of a break when it comes to writing for Valorant, but now with the new battlepass and cinematic I want to start writing again. Please check out my page and send me a request! I am in the mood to write some nsfw too!

[thehuntersfury]

Is like to request just riding yoru,, I crave dom reader, maybe put in a some creampie if you'd like

Good Boy, Yoru x Reader

warnings: afab reader, soft sex, creampie, praise kink, orgasm control, teasing, service dom

notes: this is my first time writing smut!

Poor Yoru… he had been stressed all week. He was getting sent on mission after mission with little to no breaks. While he didn’t like the admit it, he got tired and run down just like anyone else.

Today, he came back for his tenth and final mission of the week. You were sitting on your bed reading a book, just waiting for Yoru to come to seek you out. You heard your door opening. You looked up and saw your boyfriend angrily slam the door behind him and flop down onto the bed next to you. He put his head on your lap and wrapped his hands around your waist.

 You put down your book and smiled. You began to gently pet his head. “What’s wrong, baby?”

 He groaned. “Tired… frustrated.”

 Yoru was not one to talk about his feeling. You knew better than to try to force words out of him. The rift walker often felt better by just being in your presence.

 You mindlessly played with his hair, relishing in the domestic moment you rarely got to enjoy. Yoru was rolling around a lot, shuffling his feet, readjusting his hands. You thought he was just trying to get comfortable until you felt something hard poke against your thigh.

 You gently grabbed his face and made him look at you. “Sweetheart? What’s wrong?”

Yoru’s face turned a light color of pink. He scoffed and went to stand up. “Nothing! I’m fine.”

Before he could leave the room, you grabbed his hand and pulled him back down. “I can take care of that for you, Yoru. It’s no problem, baby.”

 He looked at you for a minute, contemplating your offer. “No, that’s my job. I will take care of you. Not the other way around, idiot.”

 You put your lips up to his ear and whispered to him, “Stop being a brat and let me take care of you.”

 Yoru shuddered at the sound of your words. You stood up and took his custom-made coat off him. You placed it down on a nearby chair and made sure to lay it out nicely. You were pretty sure he loved that thing more than you. You reached for his hands and pulled his gloves off. You adored those gloves. They were so cute. Getting down on your hands and knees, you untied his shoes and threw them behind you.

 “I can do all this myself, you know.” Yoru looked at the wall, refusing to meet your eyes.

“I know sweetie, but today is your day,” you began to lightly palm at his hardened dick through his pants. He bit down on his lip.

 “Don’t be like that, Ryo. I wanna hear you, my love.”

 He shook his head. He hated this. He really did. You were supposed to be the one in his position, trying not to moan, being so desperate for even the tiniest amount of friction, but it was him. Yoru was a desperate little slut today.

 You began to take off your own clothes. “Ryo, strip.”

Normally he would’ve put up a fight, but he couldn’t, not today. He tore off all his clothes, as did you. Before you could even turn around, Yoru tackled you to the bed. He desperately rubbed his throbbing dick against your thigh. You grabbed him by the throat and gave it a light squeeze.

 “I never said you could do that, baby. You cum when I say you cum. Do you understand?”

 He growled in annoyance but nodded his head yes.

 “Words, baby, I need words.”

 Ryo buried his face in your chest. “Yes,” he muttered in a tiny, pathetic voice.

You could’ve been so mean to him. You could have yelled at him to speak up as he did with you, but you didn’t. You did not have it in you to act as he does with you. This was a big step for Yoru. He had never been a very trusting man, let alone trust his partner this much during such an intimate moment.

 “Good job, sweetheart!” You eagerly kiss his lips. “I’m gonna make you feel good now. I promise.”

 You delicately pushed him to rest his head on the pillows. You pried open his legs. His cock was red. The whole thing was twitching and leaking precum. You felt so much pity toward him. Perhaps you were too cruel.

 You put your hand around the base of his cock. You gave it a firm squeeze. Yoru moaned louder than you had ever heard him. You fondled his balls and ran your fingers over all of his sensitive parts. He tried to jerk his hips up, but you grabbed a hold of them and pushed him down.

 “No, no. I’m in control. Relax for me, baby. It will feel so good.”

 You began to pump his cock. You ran your hand over the tip and gathered up all his precum. You could tell he was close. There were tears stinging his eyes and you could see a look of desperateness on his face that you had never seen before.

 After what felt like hours of torture for Ryo, you lined him up with your slick hole. Before you could push him into you, he grabbed your wrist.

 “I don’t have a condom on,” he said while panting.

 You smiled and sunk yourself down onto him. “I know baby. I want you to cum inside me. Can you be a good boy and do that for me?”

 His hair fell down and framed his face. His usually cold and mean demeanor was replaced by feelings of want and need. “Oh yes, please, please let me cum in you. I need it, please.”

 You grabbed his hands and adjusted to the size of his length. Once you felt prepared, you started riding him. Your hips bounce up and down. Your boyfriend was a panting, mumbling mess beneath you. Yoru muttered curses in Japanese that you couldn’t quite understand. After just a few minutes, you could tell that he was so close.

 “Ryo, do you wanna cum? If so, I gotta hear you, baby. Let me know how needy you are.”

 “I missed you so much… you were the only thing I could think about this week. I wanted you… I needed you! Please, please let me cum. I love you.”

 Your heart swelled. You were too soft for this man. You loved him more than he could ever know.

 “We’re gonna cum together, baby. Can you hold on till the count of five?” I know you can do it, baby.”

 Ryo furiously nodded his head and let all of his little whimpers and moans out. As you began your countdown, you felt his thrusts into you getting sloppier. He gripped your hand like it was his lifeline. He was so dazed, all he knew was he couldn’t cum yet. Yoru wanted to be a good boy for you.

 The countdown was over. You looked into his eyes and watched his face contort in pleasure. “Cum, sweetheart. Cum inside me. You deserve it.”

 Ryo’s hips slammed into you one last time as he emptied his seed into your tight little hole. You came with him, the feeling of his warm cum in you too much to bear. The man under you kept saying thank you over and over again in his native tongue.

Once you were both done riding out your orgasms, you lifted yourself off his spent cock and laid down beside him.

 “Come here, Ryo. You did such a good job. I’m so proud of you, my love.” You peppered him in kisses. He rolled over to face you and put his head in the crook of your neck.

You could barely hear him, but you did as he muttered the cutest words. “I missed you. I really did. I love you.”

 You smiled. “I’m so glad you enjoyed it. Let’s get cleaned up, ok? Ryo? Ryo?”

You looked down and saw him sound asleep. You giggled softly. Poor Yoru really did need a break.

[thehuntersfury]

Heyyy! Saw ur post about requests being open so I wanted to jump on the chance (dw I read the rules as thoroughly as I could). Do you think you can make some coffee shop date headcanons with Phoenix and/or Sova (or just general romantic hcs if coffee shop date hc's too specific)?

Coffee Shop Date

Sova x Reader and Phoenix x Reader

warnings: none!

notes: thank you for reading my rules! this was a very cute idea! i hope i wrote what you wanted!

Sova

He would absolutely love going on a coffee date with you!

Sova enjoys being able to relax and enjoy the simpler things in life from time to time.

He often went out with Brimstone to get alcoholic drinks but this was different, it was so calming.

Sova would make you both sit right next to the window so he can look out and see the birds and wildlife. (He has a soft spot for animals, they remind him of home.)

Coffee dates with you were a great way for Sova to start his morning.

It seemed like Sova was constantly being pulled in every other direction by all the agents on protocol, but these moments with you were sacred.

Sure, you probably didn’t think much of these little coffee dates, but Sova craved this type of domestic relationship with you.

Your coffee dates with Sova were set in stone and everyone knew better than to interrupt Sova when he is with his partner.

Phoenix

Giving Phoenix coffee? Really? That’s the last thing he needs!

He was very happy when you invited him to go out with you. He picked out his best outfit.

Phoenix does not care what you two do together as long as he’s with you.

Each day you both go to the coffee shop he tries a new drink. He likes to “live on the edge” as he says.

Phoenix talks to everyone there. I mean everyone. Old people, kids, teens, the workers, everyone knows him by first and last name by this point.

For Phoenix coffee dates with you were a time to catch up and tell you everything he’s been doing. He also wants to hear about everything he’s missed out on in your life.

Coffee shop dates with Phoenix are the cutest thing. (If he’s bouncing off walls by the end of it that’s your fault.)

[thehuntersfury]

Could I please have a yoru x f! reader confession fic with lots of fluff and angst?

I Work Alone, Yoru x Reader

warnings: lots of arguing and swearing. angsty with a happy ending.

notes: not the best at writing angst but i hope this is good enough!

The sound of a door being slammed echoed throughout the protocol. “What the fuck is wrong with you,” you screamed. Yoru continued to walk as if he couldn’t hear you. The man swiftly put the weapons back in their correct spots, unpacked his bag, and put his mask in Valorant’s vault while you stomped after him. You had both been assigned a mission together on Icebox, Yoru tried to convince you not to come saying that he “didn’t need your help.” You still went on the task with him, despite his protest. In hindsight maybe you should have seen this coming. He didn’t want you there, so he was going to act like you weren’t there simply.

Right, when he was about to go to his room, you grabbed him by the collar of his jacket. “Stop ignoring me you asshole,” you yelled at the top of your lungs. He turns around to face you with a scowl on his face. “I work alone, I don’t need you! Let me do things by myself! All you do is drag me down! Do you know that? You don’t help! You make everything worse!”

You felt your heart skip a beat. “B-but I… I helped you! I took out some enemies, and I defused the spike! I… I helped!” You were trying to convince yourself more than him. He leaned in close. “All things I could’ve done myself Y/N.”

“Fuck you,” you said coldly. You stormed off and left Yoru alone. He rolled his eyes and went to his room. You cried yourself to sleep that night. The mission was exhausting and Yoru made you even more tired. In the middle of the night, you heard a knock on your door. You dragged yourself out of bed. You sleepily rubbed your eyes, “Who is it?” You opened the door to see him. “Hey,” Yoru said sounding fully awake. He had bags under his eyes. It was obvious the man never slept a wink, despite it being so late. You stared at him “What do you want?”

Yoru sighed and looked at the ground. You heard him mutter something under his breath. “What was that? you asked. He looked at you. “I’m sorry,” Yoru said in nearly a whisper. “I didn’t mean what I said today. Well, I did, but I didn’t mean it in that way.” You raised your eyebrows. You reached out to shut the door, but his hand grabbed it. “Listen! This… I don’t know how to say this. I’ve never felt this way. You… matter to me. A lot. I don’t want you to hate me, but I don’t want you to get hurt. You’re a damn idiot! You put yourself in danger every day for me! It pisses me off! I need to keep you safe, not the other way around.”

You had no words. All you could do was pull him into a hug. “I love you, Yoru. I will always be there to protect you.” He smiled at you. “I’m sorry Y/N, I’ll try to be less of a jerk.” You held his hand, “You are not a jerk, you just have trouble showing your feelings, that’s all.” He looked away. “Like hell I do!” You laughed, there was going to be a lot to work on with him.

[thehuntersfury]

Give Me Your Jacket, Yoru x Reader

warnings: none! heavy mentions of nudity?

notes: this is my first time writing for valorant! i hope you enjoy it!

Fuck. That was the only thing that you could keep saying over and over again in your mind. You loved being a part of Protocol, being able to protect your Earth filled you with pride. Though, there were some missions that could get very messy, this being one of them.

You almost managed to make it back home without a scratch, that was until your stupidly got in the way. You forgot to check one corner. Just one. Much to your surprise the enemy Omen jumped out from behind the corner and dragged his knife down your back. You yelped at the sudden feeling of cold air hitting your shoulder blades. Your screams alerted your teammates of your position. Brimstone quickly swung around the corner and finished the Omen.

Brimstone reloaded his gun. “Y/N! Are you ok?” You quickly nodded your head, “Fine! I’m fine…” He didn’t question the way your voice trailed off towards the end and went to go complete his mission. You went to grab your gun off the ground when the feeling of cold air hit your entire back. Your whole shirt fell to the ground. You panicked and tried to put it back on you but it was no use, the tattered material couldn’t be fixed.

You fell to your knees and sat in the corner with the front of your body facing the wall. You contemplated taking the clothes off your enemies bodies but you quickly decided against it. You didn’t want to undress them and put on their bloodstained clothing. You felt it would be disrespectful towards them and yourself.

You were snapped out of your thoughts by the sounds of men hollering and whistling, words of congratulations being thrown around. The mission was finished. You could hear the sound of the Protocols helicopter coming to pick the team up. A tiny part of you wished that everyone would just forget you even came with them and leave you here. For a moment you thought your wish had come true, the sounds of men being drowned out by the loud humming of the helicopter.

You began to calm down until you heard someone calling your name. You let out a tiny gasp. You knew that heavy Japanese accent from anywhere.

“Oi! Y/N! Where are you! We gotta go idiot!” You felt tears sting your eyes. All you needed was Yoru, AKA the biggest jerk on the team, finding you sitting in a corner naked because you didn’t want a group of men who you respected to see your breasts. The sound of footsteps became louder and louder. “Y/N! We need to go- oh. What the hell are you doing! Get up! The helicopter is here.”

You shook your head. “No I can’t.” He rolled his eyes. “Why not?” You felt your face heat up. “I-I…..” Yoru’s eyes began wandering over your body when he noticed the strap holding your shirt together was missing. He scoffed in surprise and annoyance. The man was also flustered, but you didn’t need to know that.

You closed your eyes and were prepared to be made fun of. Maybe he would start laughing? Maybe he would use this for blackmail? You were so filled with worry that you didn’t hear the sounds of rustling fabric. There was a light tap on your shoulder. You turned around to see Yoru facing away from you and his arm outstretched to you with his jacket in his hand. You gently took the jacket from him. You knew how much he loved it. “Yoru… you don’t have to. It’s fine… really. I don’t wanna-”

“Can you just shut up and take it,” the Japanese man said angrily. You did as he said and put it on yourself. You zipped the jacket up and stood on your feet once again. You felt a small smile form on your face when seeing the man staring intently at a wall while you got changed. His arms were crossed and he watched the wall as if he would get shot when he looked away.

You cleared your throat. “I’m done.” He turned around and grinned when he saw you. “You look nice in it, not as nice as I do obviously, but still cute.” You grabbed his hand and laughed. “Thank you. I promise I’ll give it back the second we get home.” He fixed his hair with his comb before stepping into the helicopter. “No rush Y/N but maybe bring some extra clothes next time, yeah?”

[radianites]

WARM UP // kay/o

“how about a game where the bot shoots back?“

[fishyfletch]

Valorant Agents' Names and Their Meanings

I spent more than an hour and Tumblr deleted the draft. Thanks, Tumblr. Anyway I wrote some things I found interesting at the very bottom.

Astra

Astra: the accusative plural form of the Latin word astrum, 'star'

Efia Danso: Efia, meaning 'born on Friday.' Danso, from Ghana, Akan origin, means 'one who is reliable.'

Breach

Breach: make a gap in and break through (a wall, barrier, or defense).

Erik Torsten: Erik, Old Norse meaning 'ever or eternal ruler.' Torsten, a Scandinavian given name. The Old Norse name was Þórsteinn. It is a compound of the theonym Þór (Thor) and steinn "stone"

Brimstone

Brimstone: sulfur.

Liam Byrne: Liam, an Irish name meaning "strong-willed warrior" and "protector." Bryne, burning, fire; flame, heat, burn.

Chamber

Chamber: a private room, usually a bedroom. or to place (a bullet) into the chamber of a gun.

Vincent Fabron: Vincent, from a Latin word meaning “conquering.” Fabron, surname of French origin meaning 'young blacksmith.'

Cypher

Cypher: a secret or disguised way of writing; a code.

Amir El Amari: Amir, a name of Arabic origin meaning 'prince.' Amari, meaning 'moon.' His name means 'prince of the moon.'

I'm not sure about this translation so please correct me if I'm mistaken.

Fade

Fade: to gradually grow faint and disappear.

Hazal Eyletmez: Hazal, a Turkish name meaning 'autumn flower' or 'fallen leaf.' Eyletmez means to 'not let something happen.'

Harbor

Harbor: a place on the coast where vessels may find shelter, especially one protected from rough water by piers, jetties, and other artificial structures. or to keep (a thought or feeling, typically a negative one) in one's mind, especially secretly. It also means to shelter or hide a criminal or wanted person.

Varun Batra: Varun, a name derived after an ancient Hindu deity, Varuna, a water god. Batra is an Indian Hindu and Sikh clan of the Arora Khatri community of Punjab.

Jett

Jett: a jet engine.

Sunwoo Han: Sunwoo, a name of Korean origin meaning 'kind friend.' Han, a Korean surname meaning "King”, “Kingdom”, “country" or/and “Korean people.”

KAY/O

KAY/O: Kill All Your Opponents or Kingdom Anti-Yield Operative

If we're following the theory that KAY/O's mental blueprint is Brimstone's fallen comrade, Tariq Porter, here's what that name means.

Tariq Porter: Tariq, derived from the Arabic verb طرق‎, (ṭaraqa), meaning "to strike", and into the agentive conjugated doer form طارق‎, (ṭāriq), meaning "striker". Porter, originates as an Old French occupational name, portier (gatekeeper; doorkeeper), or porteour ("to carry").

Yes, you can make gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss jokes now.

Killjoy

Killjoy: a person who deliberately spoils the enjoyment of others through resentful or overly sober behavior.

Klara Böhringer: Klara, the feminine form of the Late Latin name Clarus which meant "clear, bright, famous". Böhringer, a habitational name for someone from any of three places in Baden-Württemberg called Böhringen.

Neon

Neon: fluorescent lighting or signs (whether containing neon or some other gas).

Tala Nicole Dimaapi Valdez: Tala, Tagalog for 'star.' Nicole, a female name of French origin meaning "people of victory," or "victory of the people." Dimaapi, I can't find the meaning online but it's similar to the Tagalog phrase 'Di maapi' meaning 'can't be abused.' Valdez, a Spanish toponymic surname of Asturian origin. Its appearance has been dated back to the times of the Reconquista in the municipality of Valdés, Asturias, where the eponymous lineage began. The area around the current town of Luarca was known as Val de Ese, "valley of the river Ese", as attested in medieval documents.

Omen

Omen: an event regarded as a portent of good or evil.

John: derived from the Hebrew Yohanan, meaning “graced by God.”

Yohan: the Syriac Aramaic meaning is "God is merciful". It is also shortened version of the Hebrew word "Yohanan" meaning "Yahweh is gracious".

Fred: a masculine given name meaning "peaceful ruler". It is the English form of the German name Friedrich. It also means 'elf or magical counsel' and 'a sage' (Ancient Greek: σοφός, sophos), in classical philosophy, is someone who has attained wisdom.

Marcus: a name of Ancient Roman origin meaning 'dedicated to Mars.'

Dimitri: a name of Russian origin meaning "follower of Demeter."

Phoenix

Phoenix: in classical mythology, it is a unique bird that lived for five or six centuries in the Arabian desert, after this time burning itself on a funeral pyre and rising from the ashes with renewed youth to live through another cycle.

Jamie Adeyemi: Jamie, a name of Hebrew, Scottish origin meaning "supplanter" which means someone or something taking the place of another, as through force, scheming, strategy, or the like. Adeyemi, a Yoruba name that means "The crown befits me".

Raze

Raze: completely destroy (a building, town, or other site).

Tayane Alvez: Tayane, a name of of English origin and means "star". Alvez is patronymic, that is, it is a surname derived from the first name of a male relative. In this case, the surname is derived from the Portuguese/Spanish first name Alvaro, which is ultimately from the Germanic (Visigoth) words "all," meaning all and "wer," meaning true.

Reyna

Reyna: Spanish for 'queen.'

Zyanya Mondragón: a female name of Aztec origin that means 'forever, always.' Mondragón, a habitational name from Basque Mondragoe ('dragon mountain'), a place in Gipuzkoa province.

Sage

Sage: an aromatic plant with grayish-green leaves that are used as a culinary herb, native to southern Europe and the Mediterranean. Ancient Greek: σοφός, sophos, in classical philosophy, is someone who has attained wisdom.

 Ling Ying Wei: In Chinese, Sage's name is 魏玲瑩. 魏 Wèi is her surname. In very old Chinese, it would mean a "tower over a palace gateway", but that meaning has fallen off and now usually refers to the country of Wei in Ancient China (220-265 CE). The country of Wei was founded by the legendary general 曹操 (Cáo Cāo). 玲營 Líng yíng is her given name. 玲 (líng) generally refers to the tinkling sound of Jade or an onomatopoeia of that, but can also mean: exquisite, ingenious, delicate, nimble. (The radical in this character is 玉 and means Jade. Basically it means that this character's meaning would have something to do with jade.) 營 (yíng) has a lot of meanings. It can be a noun, in which it means a camp, battalion or barracks, or it can be a verb where it can mean to build, operate, manage or to seek.

Skye

Skye: a gender-neutral name of Scottish origin meaning 'island of clouds.'

Kirra Foster: Kirra, used by various Aboriginal Nations around the border regions of Queensland and NSW. To the Yugambeh people, it is said to mean 'leaf' or 'dancing leaf.' Other meanings from surrounding nations include 'Beautiful woman', 'to live' and even boomerang. Foster, "one who keeps the forest."

Sova

Sova: night owl, night person. 'Owl' in many Slavic languages.

Alexander 'Sasha' Novikov: Alexander, the Latin variant of the Greek name Alexandros, meaning "defender of men." Sasha, short for Alexander. Novikov, derived from novik - a teenager on military service who comes from a noble, boyar or cossack family in Russia of 16th-18th centuries. or patronymic from novik 'newcomer.

Viper

Viper: a venomous snake with large hinged fangs, typically having a broad head and stout body, with dark patterns on a lighter background.

Sabine Callas: Sabine, meaning "woman of the Sabine people", the Italian tribe from which, according to legend, the ancient Romans kidnapped their wives-to-be in order to populate their newly-founded city. It is the French and German form of Sabina. Callas, the short form of any of several compound surnames composed with the first element kalos 'good', 'beautiful.'

Yoru

Yoru: Japanese for night, evening.

Ryo Kiritani: Ryo, meaning excellent, excel, succeed; distant; fact; dragon. Kiritani, a name of Japanese origin meaning valley; ravine.

Things to Note:

2 of the agents' names mean 'light.' Namely, Tayane (Raze) and Neon (Tala).

4/5 of Omen's aliases have something to do with gods. 2 of which mean being a follower of a god and another 2 meaning the same thing. Another name means 'sage.'

If I missed anything or put something wrong, please correct me!!! that's all thank yaur

[croftiee]

not oc but… i loved the artstyle and theme???

cr: @ivetto on artstation

[babablackheep01]

Omen icon commission! Had tons of fun coloring him

[monkiinart]

super out of arting but. them with glasses!

[monkiinart]

happy sova day everyone

[monkiinart]

day 6: formal wear himst

[panisestgladio]

🚿🚿🚿 after missions 🚿🚿🚿

[mangdreams]

quick indulgent doodle between hw,,,, my best boy….

[scriblee]

Chibi Yoru Redux

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[jynnandtonic]

i did it

no more hiding, amir

[mangdreams]

My cypher brainworms are back in town baby